The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 610 Rising Storm (6000 words)
Uncle Pang stumbled to the stone gate, slapped it vigorously, and shouted loudly:
"My lord—we won't talk too much, ahem—my lord, let us go!"

It is true that those who do their business say they are silenced after the fact.

But I think that I have always only accepted regular jobs and did not take risks.

What's more, this is an imperial mausoleum, dozens of people died suddenly, the master who repaired the tomb, isn't he afraid of being noticed by the Holy One!
Uncle Pang couldn't figure it out, he only felt his chest was suffocated and his blood was surging. Gradually, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his shouting became lower and lower.

Looking back with difficulty, the picture that catches the eye is like purgatory on earth.

The companions who talked and laughed on weekdays had protruding eyes, curled up and convulsed, digging their fingers into the ground, drawing shocking bloodstains.

Outside the door, Cao Chong listened silently, and when the howling sound became smaller and smaller until there was no more movement, he turned around, walked through the dark tomb passage, and walked towards the light.

"Lord Cao." At the entrance of the mausoleum, two guards bowed respectfully.

"Watch it, no one is allowed to enter." After a pause, he said, "If anyone escapes, kill him."

"Yes."

There is no room for any mistakes in this matter, only the dead can absolutely keep their mouths shut.

When the master fulfills his wish, the double salary and silver reward will be sent to everyone's home.

"Just treat her as a concubine and be buried with her."

In the dim sky, the huge royal mausoleum stood quietly, buried the heroic ancestors, and covered up many dirty royal secrets.

Beijing.

The little prince, Huangfuzhi, is one year old.

After the Hundred Days Banquet, the palace ushered in the second biggest event.

The highlight of this time is not the dinner party, but the Zhou Catch Ceremony during the day.

On that day, the sky was high and clear, and the autumn wind was warm.

Considering the empress dowager's inconvenience, Su Yingchun specially set up this ceremony in Ci'an Palace.

It happened that the orchids in the back garden were blooming and swaying.

So they posted widely, inviting many noble women to come and watch.

Everyone laughed and laughed, adding a lot of vitality to the deserted palace.

Empress Dowager Hua sat in the pavilion, her legs covered with thick blankets.

Looking at the passing crowd and listening to the compliments, the smile on his face has never faded since morning.

"You are so lucky, the little prince was born better than the fairy palace boy!" Madam Jinghou Mansion said happily.

The eldest lady of the General Megatron's mansion took over: "It's not just good-looking, it is said that you can already read characters, isn't Wen Quxing descending to earth?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, Wenquxing is a minister, and we are the proud son of heaven." The wife of the Shangshu family of the household department stared.

The general's wife hurriedly laughed and said: "Oh, look at my mouth, I only blame the minister's wife for not reading enough books!"

No matter what, it's all praise, the old lady sipped tea leisurely, telling a few interesting daily stories about the little baby from time to time.

However, there are also those who don't know the occasion.

The second lady of Ninghou's Mansion interjected: "It's the end of the week, and the little prince can't crawl yet. Is there something wrong? My wife knows a famous doctor..."

Boom!The teacup was placed heavily on the stone table, and Empress Dowager Hua lowered her face:

"The little great-grandson of Ai's family is doing very well! He is very healthy and free from disease!"

The second lady was bored, and murmured softly: "Then why..."

The reason, of course, the old lady can't say everything, but if she keeps silent at this moment, wouldn't she lose her momentum?

So the old woman said in a serious way:
"What do you know, the dignified prince, the future emperor, disdains that humiliating posture, the man has gold under his knees, the great-grandson of the Ai family, he has known since he was a child!"

This miraculous explanation made everyone speechless.

Can't help secretly slandering, this bragging is a bit too much.

The parents of the older generation chatted briefly, while the young and young women gathered around the orchid bushes.

Dozens of gazes gathered in one place.

On the square carpet, there are writing brushes, jade abacus, seals, copper coins, books... and so on.

Huangfuzhi, dressed in a black brocade robe, sat in the middle.

Her black hair was tied high and tied with a small jade crown, her face was slightly elongated, shedding the immaturity of a baby, showing the elegance of a child.

Since it can't climb, things are placed within easy reach.

Liu Zhenzhen carried a small gong, coughed lightly, and announced solemnly:

"The ceremony of grasping the week has officially begun!"

Boom!
"Grab the writing brush, the wonderful brush makes flowers, don't you like the little wolf hair the most, just grab that one!" Zijuan shouted and cheered.

Sure enough, the little baby immediately stretched out his little hand, ready to grab the pen.

But at the moment when they were about to meet, they stopped.

Tilting his little head, as if thinking of something, he barely retracted.

Zicuckoo lost her bet and was discouraged.

Zhuxia laughed and patted her sister's shoulders, squatted down, and pointed to the copper coin shining in the sun:
"Catch this and become the richest little master in Daqi's history!"

His jet-black eyes glanced at the bright yellow coins, and he looked away indifferently, obviously not interested in "getting rich".

"Alas." Zhu Xia was defeated.

"Haha..." Zijuan laughed unabashedly in exchange.

Seals, booklets... were all ignored, so that a noble lady tried to pick an orchid and put it on the felt blanket.

Others asked what the implication was, and the woman replied that a hundred flowers bloom in the harem.

Su Yingchun silently ordered someone to take the flower away.

She hoped that her son could carry on the good character of his father, who remained faithful to the end.

There was a stalemate, no progress.

She rested her chin and turned to her cousin: "What did Jie'er catch?"

"Don't mention it." Princess Liu waved her hand with a headache.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly became interested and listened attentively.

"I was going to grab the little saber, but unexpectedly, a cook in the mansion passed by with a plate of pastries, and that brat changed suddenly, alas..." Liu Zhenzhen sighed while holding her forehead, "I won't let go of the pastries."

"Haha..." The ladies who had been close to each other covered their lips and laughed, "It seems that the little prince is determined to taste all the delicacies in the world."

She suppressed a smile and said with relief: "At least the pastry has the meaning of rising steadily, which is a good sign."

"A lesson learned from the past." Concubine Liu sighed, "Let those maids who are carrying food stay away."

"It's okay, Zhi'er won't leave..."

Before the words fell, there were bursts of urgent calls.

"My God! Look!"

"Your Majesty! Take a look!"

She turned her head and froze on the spot, overwhelmed with surprise.

Little Baozi actually supported his small body and stood up.

The two calves wobbled, and after remaining stable, they boldly stepped forward.

The little prince who had never climbed in public once, on his first birthday, without anyone's support, it took only a short moment from sitting to walking.

"My lady..."

Zhu Xia subconsciously wanted to protect her, but she stopped her.

"No, he seems to be looking for something."

Although the little boy staggered and staggered, his clear eyes looked straight at a certain place, and there was no hesitation in the steps he took.

Several palace maids stared nervously, intending to rush up and hug her if they showed signs of falling.

"Oops, didn't you see the cakes too?" Liu Zhenzhen suddenly pointed at the maids holding trays not far away, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Zijuan couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, let the servants stop you, don't really bump into it."

Compared to other people's worries, her own mother was very calm.

"It's okay, just keep it safe."

Lifting the hem of the skirt, she didn't show up to disturb her, but quietly followed behind.

Watching his son leave the felt blanket and step onto the soft grass.

The palace people carrying wooden trays were chatting and laughing as they passed by the small path, but they didn't find Jingui's little one, and disappeared behind the grass in a blink of an eye.

The little feet stopped immediately, and stood tremblingly.

From her point of view, it looks as cute as a lost duckling.

Could it be that you really want to eat pastries?

Just as he was about to ask a question tentatively, two familiar voices of conversation came.

"Why doesn't the fourth brother go to worship the ancestors?"

"No time."

"Because of Seventh Sister's death, are you afraid of hurting the scene?"

"...Don't mention this matter again."

"Okay, what about the third brother, I haven't talked about it for a long time, alas, this king is the only one left in this capital."

"Want a fiefdom? How about I give you Cangxing Prefecture?"

"No, no, my brother is not interested in being sent to the border."

The tall and slender figure was in front, and the shorter one was at the side, making a turn from the end of the corridor and approaching slowly.

She suddenly thought that maybe what the little bun saw was not the maidservant, but the emperor who had just walked on the long corridor.

Sure enough, Xiao Taohua's eyes lit up suddenly, she swayed her body and ran forward again, this time, she was a little more eager.

Huangfu Yue just had a face-to-face meeting with the smiling Yanyan's wife, when a small shadow flew towards her legs.

Too much force, too much impact, immediately rebounded and leaned back.

The big hand quickly grabbed the soft little thing, avoiding the fate of the little butt falling into four petals.

"What's the situation!" The Fifth Prince was taken aback, "Where did the child appear?"

Dare to let it collide with the Holy Majesty.

He frowned, and said expressionlessly: "My emperor, do you have any objections?"

Huangfu Lan took a closer look and was even more surprised, "Ah, when will you leave?"

"About half a quarter ago," she replied, smiling.

The fifth prince was amazed: "Sister-in-law, your son is hiding everything."

He let go of his hand, and the little bun stood firmly, raised his face, with a proud look of asking for praise.

He hooked his lips and asked, "Is the catch week over?"

"No." She rubbed her son's little head, "I don't seem to like any of them, it should be because I saw you, I suddenly got up and took a step."

"It's really..." Huangfu Lan's eyes widened as the unfinished words stuck in his throat.

I saw a delicate little hand raised high, grabbing the jade ring worn by the emperor's brother at his waist.

That is the symbol of Daqi, extremely noble.

Rao is the prince, this move is also disrespectful to the emperor.

As a personal palace maid, Zijuan hurriedly stepped forward to appease her: "Little master, this servant will take you to play elsewhere..."

He raised his hand to stop, not only he was not annoyed, but also interested.

Leaning slightly, he said to Little Huang'er, "Is this what you like?"

"Yeah." Holding the little hand tightly, Xiao Baozi nodded excitedly.

"Okay." He raised his voice, "Eunuch Yu, order the historian to record that the thing captured by the crown prince at the age of one year is Yulin Jue."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

With the development of the situation so far, there is nothing that everyone can't understand.

The most taboo thing in the palace is to show your sharpness, but it has become an advantage for Emperor Yuan Jing.

Flattery and praise are naturally endless.

Catch the week ceremony, a perfect end.

The palace people offered tea and snacks, and the flower viewing feast continued.

She pulled him, walked to a secluded place, and whispered: "Isn't it right for you to be so clear to Zhi'er?"

"What's wrong?" He asked back with a smile, "The crown prince doesn't need to go through those scrambles for power and intrigues. This harem is clean and peaceful, as I wish."

"Are you sure?" She blinked, "Do you feel that some people look familiar to you today?"

He looked around for a week, knowing it in his heart, and said innocently: "Zhen, I don't understand what the empress means."

"The one under the tree on the left is Qi Xiuxian, Qi Guifei, the granddaughter of Elder Qi Ge."

Wrapping her big arms around her slender waist: "I heard that he promised to the young master of the Kanghou Mansion two months ago, and we will get married next year."

The light white jade finger moved to the right: "Here, next to the flowers, Mrs. Han's prostitute, Han Yin, Concubine Han."

"Even she remembers, my daughter's memory is really good." Emperor Jing Yuan kept his head down and said, "I haven't seen him twice since I entered the palace. If you don't mention it, I don't remember ever having this person... oh !"

Her arm was severely pinched, and she snorted, "Ruthless."

At this moment, no matter "sentimental" or "ruthless", it is a mistake.

"Huh? Why haven't I seen Lin Hui, Concubine Lin, her father is General Lin who holds a heavy army..."

He snorted coldly: "Oh, that woman, I didn't go into details about harming you in the previous life. It is already kind. As for Lin Feng's military power, he has slowly taken it back a long time ago. How could he be given a chance to restrain her again."

After being silent for a while, she said quietly: "I really didn't talk to that guard..."

"Shh, don't mention it." He tilted his head and kissed her hair lightly, "It is undeniable that I am very concerned about whether others have touched you, because you can only belong to me, but that is not the real reason for getting angry, girl , I am only angry with myself."

She pursed her lips, just about to say something...

"Huh? It should have fallen here..." A woman lowered her head and approached recklessly, muttering something.

She was taken aback for a moment, and with sharp eyes, she noticed a touch of light powder on her feet, picked it up, and asked, "But the earrings you lost?"

The woman cast a glance at the sound, and was very pleasantly surprised: "Yes, thank you... Ah, empress!"

She saluted quickly, and when she saw the man beside her, she bowed again: "My daughter, see the emperor."

"waived."

Perhaps because his tone was too cold, the woman took the earrings and left in a hurry without even daring to take a second look.

Watching the tall slender figure go away, she murmured: "Zhuo Yan, actually..."

I have regret and sympathy for Concubine Zhuo who has given her sincerity.

"In this life, there will be no more intersections, and you should be happy for it." The eyes were light, and a little relaxed, "They can all live a stable life, and the rest of my life is only you."

She looked at his cheerful side face, and slowly broke into a smile: "Okay, no joke."

They must spend the rest of their lives together.

In the stone pavilion, the Empress Dowager Hua teased her great-grandson who was climbing up and down, and she felt elated, laughing so hard that she couldn't see her teeth.

"Aijia's little boy, slow down!"

All the princes and noble ladies around looked at each other, feeling sorry for each other.

Is it true that as the Empress Dowager said, she disdains the posture of kneeling and crawling?
But this is too legendary.

This matter has become an eternal mystery, and I am afraid that only the little prince himself can understand it.

In the fourth year of Jingyuan, Meng Dongwang looked at nine days.

Prepared for several months to worship the ancestors in the imperial mausoleum, and made a grand trip.

Today's sage took the empress and prince, important ministers from the six ministries and nine ministers, and officials from Honglu Temple and Imperial Academy to Guyang Mountain.

The accompanying officials and the prince arrived first to greet them.

The terrain of this mountain is gentle, and it is an independent hilltop. It is surrounded by lush greenery, the scenery is beautiful, and the sound of water is hidden, which is too beautiful to behold.

The geomantic treasure land chosen for the founding ancestor of Daqi.

Stopping and stopping, the emperor arrived at the palace at noon six days later.

In the harsh autumn wind, the third prince, Huangfu Xin, was the first to kneel down and bow: "Welcome to the emperor, the empress and empress Shengan."

The courtiers immediately shouted: "My emperor is blessed!"

"Third brother, don't come here without any harm." He asked with a faint smile, "How is the repair of Concubine Wen's mausoleum going?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward." Huangfu Xin bowed and said, "I also hope that Brother Huang can take the time to worship with me. If my mother and concubine know about it, I will be very happy."

"Success." He readily agreed, "After offering sacrifices to our ancestors, I will go with you."

The grand ceremony was held in five days. At the request of Emperor Jing Yuan, the lengthy and cumbersome steps were cancelled.

So this trip to Guyang Mountain is actually for the leisure and relaxation of the monarch and his subjects, and the atmosphere is not heavy.

Aside from the vigilance of the imperial guards accompanying them, the group of officials rarely stayed away from the hustle and bustle and devoted themselves to the mountains and rivers, quite at ease.

After a short rest that night, at Chenshi the next day, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was first held, and then the academicians of the Imperial Academy read the sacrificial proclamations and offered sacrifices to the late emperor successively.

It was almost noon after the ceremony, and I went back to the palace for dinner. Eunuch Yu suggested that the maple leaves near Lingtao Creek are extremely beautiful, so you can take the little prince to enjoy them.

"Want to go?" Su Yingchun asked softly while changing her son into comfortable regular clothes.

Holding up his small arms to be played by his mother, Xiao Baozi nodded: "Yeah!"

It's so good.

She narrowed her eyes with a smile, leaned over to kiss her tender little face.

"Cough." The man behind the table bowed his body and pointed out something, "I will go too."

"Okay." She replied casually.

After waiting for a while, but not seeing the next move, he reminded: "Then?"

Carrying her son to the ground, she raised her watery eyes in confusion: "Huh?"

He was half leaning on the wide chair, holding the scroll in one hand, pointing at his handsome face with the other, smiling with peach blossom eyes.

She sighed helplessly, this person is really...

Unhappily said: "I owe it."

Don't even think about it in front of the palace people and Xiao Baozi.

He was about to argue with reason, when a message sounded outside the door:

"Report to the emperor, Yao Wei has urgent matters to see."

The corners of her lips froze, it seemed that Maple Leaf would not be able to appreciate it.

He nodded slightly: "The study is waiting."

"I have to take back what I just said, I don't owe you anything." She blinked slyly.

After finishing speaking, he picked up the little bun and said, "Let's go, Father is not free."

The little prince lay on his mother's back shoulder, raised his little hand, and silently waved it left and right.

The wet nurse taught me that this means goodbye.

The majestic emperor, who always called himself the emperor, laughed angrily.

As soon as he stepped into the room, An Shisan solemnly presented several confidential documents:

"Your Majesty, according to your request, I checked the concubine's boudoir name before she entered the palace. There is indeed a word 'xi'. It is too old. I can only find out part of the things recorded in that year, and all the signs show that the first queen..."

After receiving the sharp look in his eyes, Yao Wei didn't dare to speak anymore.

He lowered his eyes and his expression was steady and calm, but his fingers holding the paper trembled slightly, revealing his shock.

how come?The queen mother is dignified and beautiful, and she has always handled things brightly. She is the only queen who has won the title of "Hui" in the history of Daqi.

It is also the person he respected since he was a child.

Now tell him that such a woman's methods are equally vicious.

Moreover, it is very possible that because of this old incident in the harem, the root of disaster was planted, which brought about the bitter fruit of his past and present lives.

If it is the truth, then what the "Third Master" wanted was always his life, not Jiangshan Sheji.

Everything seems to make sense.

But it's cloudy and foggy and can't see clearly.

His thoughts were confused and his emotions complicated.

After sitting in a daze for about half an hour, he said in a deep voice, "Go and investigate that Nanny Zhang who jumped into the well."

An Shisan was embarrassed and said: "People who have been dead for more than ten years..."

Snapped!The secret document was thrown on the table, and he snorted coldly: "If you die, you must see the corpse. I need to teach you this truth? Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must find out the relevant people and send them to Guyang Mountain before tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

With a shudder in his heart, the imperial guard understood that the emperor was really angry this time.

The door was closed, and the room returned to silence.

He closed his eyes tiredly, and the clear and clear voice of a young boy echoed in his ears:
"Second brother, we are good brothers for life. When you become the emperor, I will assist you faithfully!"

At Maoshi the next day, the sky was misty.

In the cool morning of late autumn, she turned over and leaned against the warm place.

After groping in a daze for a while, he didn't touch the generous chest.

He rubbed his eyes strangely, but saw a well-dressed man approaching with big strides, and a sleeping little bun lying on his arms.

Putting the child gently on the couch, he whispered:
"It's still early, sleep more, I'll be busy today, so I won't accompany you guys, try to stay in the room with Zhi'er, it's windy outside, don't go out for now."

She picked up the corner of the quilt, covered her small body, and replied softly: "Okay."

The peaceful sleeping faces of the mother and son moved his heart, he leaned over and kissed their foreheads, opened the door and left.

Outside the door, Eunuch Yu reported, "Your Majesty, the forbidden army at the foot of the mountain has come to report something suspicious."

"Well, when did it happen?"

"Last night at midnight."

Talking and leaving the palace gate, he stopped suddenly:

"Call a team of people and horses to surround the palace. No one is allowed to enter or leave without my order."

Yu Si replied immediately: "Yes."

Although the palace in Guyang Mountain is not as magnificent as the imperial palace, it is also divided into twelve palaces and 34 halls, which are intertwined and complicated.

When he came out from the Chengguang Hall to discuss matters, the sky was overcast and cloudy, like a thunderstorm.

The mountain wind made his robe swish, and his expression was unprecedentedly dignified.

At this time, a soft sedan chair slowly approached, and Huangfu Xin lifted the curtain to get off the sedan chair, heaving a sigh of relief:

"It's easy to find the third brother for a while. The second brother is so diligent early in the morning. It's really admirable."

He carefully looked at this gentle face, and it took him a while to respond:
"Is something wrong?"

His voice was slightly hoarse, mixed with bitterness that others could not detect.

"Second brother, nobleman, you forget things. Didn't you promise your younger brother to go to worship mother and concubine together today?"

The third prince had a sincere face, and his eyes faintly revealed unusual excitement.

He was silent for a moment, then smiled faintly: "Okay."

An Shiyi raised the curtain, and when he stepped in, he ordered softly:
"Seal the mountain, be alert."

The curtain of the sedan chair was drawn down, and the imperial guards watched the two sedan chairs go away one after the other, and turned back into the Chengguang Hall.

The tomb of Concubine Wen is located on the mountainside.

At the beginning, when she died of illness, she passed away suddenly. Emperor Qianqing thought of his love for many years and bestowed a mausoleum for a noble concubine.

It is divided into the main tomb, the outer tomb, and several ear rooms, which are very spacious.

Standing at the entrance, Huangfu Xin hesitated and said: "Mother and concubine Xijing, look, brother..."

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