Luan and Phoenix Tribulation: A Concubine Becomes a Phoenix

Chapter 556 Dealing with the Aftermath
The queen of Dajin passed away due to illness, and the emperor was distraught.

In order to show the love of the emperor and the empress, the empress has made great contributions to the great Jin Dynasty, the emperor issued an order, and the whole country mourned.

Su Guyan watched for several days and nights in front of the coffin, his expression was dazed, as if he hadn't recovered yet, as if Feng Shijin had just fallen asleep.

Later, officials advised that it was time for the empress to be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

Only then did Su Guyan wake up, and he personally accompanied and witnessed the empress being buried in the mausoleum.

Feng Shijin was really gone, she left him, and she didn't miss him at all.He wasn't even given a last chance to take a look.

She hates him. If she doesn't hate him, why doesn't she even give him this chance?

The concubine was poisoned, and Su Guyan issued an order to abolish the concubine, but remembering that the concubine was born as a princess of Beirong, in order not to destroy the friendship between the neighbors of the two countries, Su Guyan left the concubine alive and sent the concubine back. Bei Rong will never enter the territory of Da Jin again.

When Gong Yanqiu received this news, she was struck by five thunders.On the day she was abolished, she cried terribly, as if she was no longer the noble concubine she used to be.

While struggling, she cried, her makeup was stained, and she shouted: "It wasn't me who poisoned you! You didn't even check it, why did you abolish me! Why can you believe her words! She is dead now, She is already dead, why did you go, if you believed her, why did you go! You do this, you just want others to pay for what you did, you just let yourself Feel better. Thank you for loving you for so many years!"

Su Guyan had no expression on his face, indifferent, cold and cruel.

Concubine Chun was already scared out of her wits. Every day she survived was already a gift from God. The first thing she did when she woke up every day was to see if the little princess was still alive. Sanity breakdown.

But once Gong Yanqiu fell, it was her turn.

Su Guyan wanted to know about the past, so she told all she knew without reservation.When Su Guyan was sent to repair the imperial mausoleum, Feng Shining had to follow the arrangement of the concubine Xian to serve the late emperor in order to allow him to return to Beijing as soon as possible.

It turned out that he was recalled to Beijing by the late emperor, not because of his good performance, but because Feng Shining gave the late emperor a pillow.

It turned out that the concubine mother who he had always thought was kind and tolerant could do such a disgusting thing.

All of them knew that in the end he was the only one kept in the dark.It turned out that Feng Shijin forced his mother and concubine to death in order to seek justice for Feng Shining.

No wonder, in the last sentence Feng Shijin brought to him, he said that Su Mu was his biological son.

He loved her very much, but he suddenly discovered that he actually didn't understand her.His love for her blindly just wanted to keep her, overbearing and unreasonable.

She has no intention of staying in this palace anymore, maybe she has no intention of staying in this world at all.She came back only to kill her enemies. She liquidated the enemies one by one. She didn't care what harm she had suffered, nor how much he could get from her.She just wanted to disappear completely after fulfilling her destiny.

Should Su Guyan say that she was too cruel, or should he say that he understood too late?
Perhaps, from the day he returns to Beijing, if he chooses to trust her without reservation, tolerate her, and give her warmth, will everything be different?
The human heart is never made of iron.

But her heart has been tempered thousands of times. It was he who took the murder weapon and tempered her heart. In the end, her heart was as hard as iron.

She chose to say goodbye to him in this way.

The death of the queen, for the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, was more or less relieved in the heart.After all, she was a demon girl who killed people like hemp. She existed in the harem for a day, and she might bewitch the emperor's heart.

After crying in the Taiqing Palace that day, Su Guyan never shed a single tear.There is still a long way to go on the road of emperor, and he is still the Ninth Five-Year King of this country and this country.

These were planned by Feng Shijin for him.The only thing he can do is to govern the world and guard the territory.

The little princess was carried out of Concubine Chun's palace, and Su Guyan sat at the head, watching Concubine Chun lying on the ground begging for mercy.The palace servant held a stick, just like when she ordered Yi Qing to be killed that day, the stick fell on her body mercilessly.In the end, her breath weakened a little, and she was killed with a stick in front of Su Guyan, and thrown out of the palace.

During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains.

The twelfth lunar month of winter has passed, and there is a wave of spring everywhere.The continuous spring rain kept falling, and it was muddy all the way.The man in coir raincoat and bamboo hat, holding a horse in his hand, stopped at the foot of Zhiyang Mountain.

This Zhiyang Mountain is an isolated mountain with few people in sight. The vegetation on the mountain is lush and lush, covering the original road up the mountain.He tied the horse to the foot of the tree, but he was also very docile. After traveling for many days, he just lowered his head and ate grass.

The man raised his hand and caressed his bamboo hat, and began to hike in the woods with the sound of rustling and rain.The mountain road was slippery, but his balance and stability were very good, and he walked very calmly and lightly, but his feet inevitably touched the ground and were covered with mud.

After finally climbing halfway up the mountain, the scene in front of me suddenly opened up.

He walked up step by step and climbed to the top of the mountain.After so many years of ups and downs, the flat land on this mountain has grown faint grass.But the old locust tree on the mountain still lingers there unchanged for thousands of years, as if it is a kind of hope, waiting for someone to return from the foot of the mountain one day.

The house on the mountain was in disrepair for a long time and could no longer withstand the wind and rain. It collapsed at some point, leaving only a pile of ruins on the ground, swollen by the spring rain.

But the medicine field behind the house, which has not been taken care of for so long and has been moistened by the spring rain, has grown like crazy weeds, and it is covered with rows of wooden signboards in the soil, almost covering up the empty graves. go.

The man stood in the rain to take a few breaths, the raindrops clung to him and fell on his bamboo hat, like the sound of mulberry leaves being eaten away.The rain was sticking to the corner of his clothes, and there was a puff of moisture all over his body.

After resting, he walked towards the medicine field, pushing away the medicine vines on the empty grave one by one, until the last one, he stopped and stood there for a long time.

Then he squatted down slowly, bit his finger, and wrote a person's name on the wooden sign that had been vacant from the beginning.

Jun Qianji.

He said lightly: "After she dies, she wants to be buried with you, but she is too bitter, so please let her go. Let her live a good life for a few years."

After a pause, he said again: "You don't want her to die either, right, so you must bless her."

Later, the man stayed in front of the empty grave for a while, pulled out all the weeds, and then got up and left.He was not in a hurry to go down the mountain, but continued to walk up the back mountain.

The terrain on the back mountain is much steeper and harsher, and there is a cliff there.The stones standing on the edge of the cliff were washed shiny by the rain and turned into a vicissitudes of blue-black.In the crevices of the stone, a few grasses still grow tenaciously.

At this time, it was rainy and foggy, and people's vision seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, and it was not open at all.He lowered his head and looked down the cliff, but he couldn't judge how deep the cliff was. He could only see a vast expanse of whiteness below, like rain and clouds, covering everything up.

He reached out and pulled the vines on the cliff, and found that they were very strong, so he didn't hesitate any longer, and then the vines jumped off the cliff.

Two days later, the man went down to Zhiyang Mountain.On the back is a bamboo raft made of green bamboo, which contains some medicinal herbs.He is not as light as when he came, he looks very tired, and the clothes on his body are not as neat as when he came, he looks a little embarrassed.

The sound of hooves splashed mud on the road.

The pagoda trees on the roadside have small round leaves falling everywhere, and there is a faint fragrance in the air.The horse's hooves stepped over and crushed the round leaves into a handful of spring mud.

He comes and goes without a shadow, just an ordinary passer-by on the road.

(End of this chapter)