Queen's scheming

Chapter 284 Death
In the Ningsu Palace, Yu He was fanning at the side, and the reed-made fan was about a foot wide and surrounded by peacock-feathered fans, shaking it gently. Yu He didn't need to do this kind of work by himself, but now Shen Qingyi Pregnant, Jiang Nanny and the others dare not let go of power. All close work, whether it is a spittoon or a gong bucket, is all done by Jiang Nanny, Yu He, Yu Ji, Zhang Yang, and Yu Lian in the palace. Wai still felt uneasy, in a month, [-] days were spent in Ningsu Palace, Baicao Xiaosheng complained to the sky, so he simply agreed with Li Tianyou's statement, brought Yu Lian to live in Ningsu Palace, and waited until Shen Qingyi gave birth safely. Let's talk about the next child!
When Nanny Jiang entered the hall, she saw Shen Qingyi squinting on the Arhat's bed, as if she had fallen asleep, she frowned immediately, and didn't know whether she should wake up her mother. Seeing Nanny Jiang's appearance, Yu He knew that it was probably Zhen Guo. There was news from the mansion, but her mother had just squinted at her son for a while, and Yuhe couldn't bear to wake him up. Thinking of this, Yuhe listened to the fan, and gently gestured to Mother Jiang, meaning Come back later, anyway, no matter whether the prince of the town is dead or alive, it has already become a definite number, and it will not be at this moment.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yuhe's fan stopped, Shen Qingyi quietly opened her eyes, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Mother Jiang standing at the entrance of the hall, "But is there any news from the Duke's Mansion?"

Mother Jiang sighed in her heart, her master had something on her mind and couldn't sleep well, so she stepped forward and replied, "I just got the news that the son of Lord Zhen Guo passed away at a quarter to three this morning!"

Shen Qing Yi still didn't quite believe it, she grabbed Jiang Nanny's hand and said, "Didn't you say that you didn't hurt your heart? Didn't Mr. Baicao go there too, why didn't you save him?"

Nanny Jiang watched as the red agate and gold thread bracelet on Shen Qingyi's wrist loosened a large piece. With Shen Qingyi's stretch, it dangled violently on her wrist. However, after a few days of effort, it was cleared up again.

"Although it didn't hurt the heart, I heard from Mr. Baicao that the lungs were used to piercing. Those old medical slaves don't know much about it. Mr. Baicao only said that he is good at detoxification and poisoning. Injury is not as good as a sitting doctor on the street, so even if it is over, there is no way to help, but seeing the death of the eldest son of Zhen Guogong with his own eyes, he is really dead, not pretending!" Jiang Nanny said what Baicao Xiaosheng said again, but she felt that the emperor let Baicao Xiaosheng go to this place, not to treat the illness seriously, maybe just to take a good look at whether the son of Zhen Guogong is really dead, don't Pretend, or something else!
Shen Qing Yi'e frowned slightly, and unconsciously caressed her lower abdomen with her hand, where it was slightly swollen, like a big steamed bun. After a long time, she finally sighed and said: "I originally wanted to share the emperor's worries, but I didn't expect to give it to the emperor." What should I do if I have caused such a big trouble? Once Tang Zinan, the eldest son of the Duke of Zhen, dies, that old man of the Duke of Zhen will have nothing to worry about. If he really doesn't care about it, then..."

Mother Jiang couldn't relax her brows, she said that she was the most afraid of thinking during pregnancy, Shen Qingyi finally had a leisurely two days, but was disturbed by this incident, and quickly comforted her: "What are you talking about? The old saying is good, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, and the king of Hades tells you to die at the third watch, and you will never delay until the fifth watch, this is the fate of the son of the Duke of Zhenguo, and it has nothing to do with the empress."

Mother Jiang wanted to say more, but it was Yuji who entered the palace and said, "I am asking to see you, Imperial Concubine Duanjing."

Shen Qingyi waved her hand lightly, Jiang Nanny swallowed the rest of her words, and went to invite Mi Yurou herself.

Mi Yurou entered the hall and saluted lightly and deftly. Before Shen Qingyi could call out, she got up by herself. It wasn't that she didn't follow the rules now, but that she had gotten along with her in the past few years. As her own sister, Shen Qingyi is upset at the moment, but she doesn't have so much time to pay attention to rules and indecency.

The imperial concubine Duanjing explained her intention of coming in a few words: "The emperor is worried, and he can't get away at the moment, so he asked Mr. An to pass on a message to ask the concubine to come and accompany the empress. On the way here, I still didn't quite believe it. I felt that the empress is a kind-hearted person, and she would never take such a trivial matter to heart. Who would have thought that the emperor knew the empress, and he guessed it right. The empress is really serious. Annoyed about this."

Shen Qingyi heard what Imperial Concubine Duanjing said, so she didn't hide it from her anymore, and said: "The incident in the back house of Duke Zhen's mansion was planned by Madam Jiang. I originally thought it was to set the backyard of Duke Zhen's mansion on fire. I didn't expect such a big incident to happen, in my heart, I really..."

Mi Yurou's voice was soft but firm, which made Shen Qingyi trust for no reason. Mother Jiang moved a small stool with bulging nanmu wood inlaid with eight treasures, and smiled at Mi Yurou. I also know that Mother Jiang meant to let her stay a little longer.

Mi Yurou sat on the edge of Shen Qingyi's Luo Hantao, and gently helped Shen Qingyi put up the hibiscus blanket on her body. Although it was summer, because there was ice everywhere in the Ningsu Palace, and there were palace people playing fans , so that Shen Qingyi would not catch the cold, she purposely put on a blanket.

"Eunuch An told the concubine before, and the concubine also knew that the empress was blaming herself. The concubine didn't say anything to persuade the empress to open up. This matter has nothing to do with the empress. I just asked the empress a word, it is the empress The child in the stomach is more noble, or the prince of the Duke of Zhen is more noble? What is the reason for you to abuse this one in the stomach for an irrelevant person?" Mi Yurou hit the point with one sentence, and Shen Qingyi couldn't help it all of a sudden. Shout out.

Nanny Jiang and Yu He kept reciting Amitabha Buddha at the side, no wonder Mi Yurou, a concubine from the Duke's mansion, climbed to the seat of imperial concubine. place to go.Mother Jiang was relieved, and said softly: "The imperial concubine and the empress are talking here for a while, and Yuji went to watch the small kitchen make tremella, lotus seed and lily soup. It should be almost done by now. Empress, go and bring two cups."

Jiang Nanny smiled and said to Mi Yurou: "Yu Ji added autumn pear ointment in it ingeniously, which moisturizes the skin and moisturizes the inside. Although it is hot today, it has already passed the solar terms of the beginning of autumn. It will be cool in a few days. When the sky is cold, the imperial concubine will cough easily. Now that Princess Hejing is by her side, it will be easier to get over the sickness. The imperial concubine will use it more. In autumn, she will not cough anymore .”

"It's hard for Nanny Jiang to remember." Mi Yurou smiled softly, this Nanny Jiang is definitely a good person, no wonder Shen Qingyi dragged her out from a place like the Clothes Bureau.

Yu He smiled and interjected: "Even if the imperial concubine does not come today, Yu Ji will also go to the Qinzhu Palace. Yu Ji had prepared three large urns of autumn pear ointment before, and said that you still have a lot of money." There was Princess Hejing, so I just moved two urns over there, Princess Hejing is young and eats sweet and sour food, it is the best thing to drink with water when getting up early."

Mi Yurou nodded lightly, this person's heart is full of flesh, she treats Shen Qingyi well, she is the court lady next to Shen Qingyi, she always thinks of Qinzhu Palace for everything, and Shen Qingyi regards Hejing as her own If it wasn't for her absolute trust, how could Mother Jiang send food to Qinzhu Palace.

Nanny Jiang retreated, and Yu Heyuan also wanted to leave. Seeing the appearance of the Royal Concubine Duanjing, she wanted to continue the topic of the Zhen Guogong Mansion. Shen Qingyi did not shy away from her, but the Royal Concubine Duanjing was different, who knew Yuhe had just put down her fan, and wanted to take a small step to retreat, but was stopped by Mi Yurou: "Yuhe, please stay, the empress and the two of us are talking, no one is fanning, I'm afraid it will burn out gone."

Mi Yurou spoke in an intimate tone, and continued to say to Shen Qingyi: "Just now, Eunuch An told his concubine about something. Once Tang Zinan, the eldest son of Duke Zhen Guo, died, someone must inherit this title. Mrs. Duke An wanted to let me The youngest son inherits."

Shen Qingyi only thought about it for a while, and then understood the meaning of Mi Yurou's words, and said with a smile: "This is really a difficult task, the youngest son of Mrs. Zhen Guo's wife is only seven or eight years old now. Tang Zihan, the second young master of the Duke's mansion, although he opened the mansion separately, he is still the young general in front of the imperial court, who is thirty years younger, and he is not allowed to inherit from the young general Tang, but a seven or eight-year-old yellow-mouthed child. , it’s really hard to say.”

Mi Yurou picked up the warm water on the child's table, took a sip, and said, "Since ancient times, establishing a heir and an elder has been a case without a head. Tang Zinan is dead, so it is naturally the youngest son, but it happened before There is an older brother like Tang Zinan in the head. He heard that Mrs. Zhen Guogong doted on the youngest son so badly that he is still hanging out in the inner courtyard. Don't talk about the Analects of Confucius, the Four Books, even the Three Character Classic. If such a son is allowed to inherit the Duke of Zhenguo, tsk tsk, it's really hard to say."

Shen Qingyi paused, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a silver-gray handkerchief of Shu brocade, and said with a smile: "That old fox, Lord Zhen, for the prosperity of the family, definitely wants General Tang to return to the mansion to inherit it, but it's a pity that Master Tang The general is not necessarily willing to take on that ruined reputation."

Tang Zihan is currently being valued by Li Tianyou, Shen Qingyi saw it once in private, their way of getting along, they actually look like brothers, if there is a bad way to say it, Tang Zihan might be the next Gu Yiran, He has become the prince of the opposite sex that everyone is vying to curry favor with.But what is the government of Zhen Guo? It looks bright on the outside, but the inside has long been infested with insects. No matter how stupid Tang Zihan is, he doesn't want to be the son of the world!
Mi Yurou didn't say any more. Shen Qingyi and Empress Li Tianyou are deeply in love, and it's okay to be involved in many court affairs. She is just an imperial concubine, and it is most appropriate to keep her duty. She will not mention this now, just He said ambiguously: "Eunuch An means that the emperor was watching Zhen Guogong and Young General Tang pushing the millstone in Qiankun Palace, and he couldn't make it through for a while, so he sent his concubine over here."

Shen Qingyi felt at ease, Li Tianyou treated her more and more attentively, when she was so nervous before, she still remembered her little thoughts.

Mother Jiang held two tremella, lotus seed and lily soup mixed with autumn pear paste, and replied in front of Shen Qingyi: "Dong Xiaoyuan from Zili Palace, please see me!"

(End of this chapter)