Harem: Biography of Concubine Qin

Chapter 375 Tears
After a long wait, until the next morning, the letter from the front line finally came back.

This letter was not written in military Chinese, let alone Lu Zong, but with a bright yellow flag.

It looked extraordinarily solemn.

The soldiers who came back from the message raised their hands high and rushed into the hall.

All the ministers of civil and military affairs turned their eyes straight upwards, and their gazes all fell on that bright yellow spot.

Chen Wenxin also stared at it blankly, her face remained motionless, only her hand resting on the golden seat clenched her knuckles.

Life and death, good or bad, are all tied to it.

With a plop, the soldier fell to his knees.

"The emperor's imperial pen, please give it to the imperial concubine and empress."

What do you mean by this, is that you don't show them these ministers?

Everyone whispered and whispered.

Why did the emperor suddenly write in his own hand and send back the letter only for the imperial concubine to read?
Could it be that his health has improved and he has the strength to write?

Some people think it is wrong.

It may be that the deadline is approaching, and the letter of death, so I wrote it in my own hand with a royal pen, solemnly and solemnly...

It really depends on the attitude of the imperial concubine.

A group of old and dim-sighted ministers stared at Chen Wenxin with piercing eyes, wishing to stare at her face.

The small table took the letter from the soldier, cut the seal with a letter opener, and handed it to her.

She hurriedly turned the envelope upside down, shaking it, and the snow-white letter fell into her hand...

She hesitated with her slender hand, not in a hurry to open it.

Instead, he quietly raised his head and glanced down.

Everyone lowered their heads in unison, not daring to stare blatantly, they just stared hard and observed from the corner of their eyes.

The ministers who are mixed with human beings in the middle of the court have long practiced the kung fu of being able to catch a glimpse of the expression of the superior with their heads down.

Perfect.

Chen Wenxin opened the letter, glanced at ten lines at a glance, his face first moved, as if he was about to laugh the next moment.

Everyone was shocked, could it be that the emperor recovered from his illness?

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Chen Wenxin frowned again, and the more he looked down, the more tightly he frowned.

Finally, as if in disbelief, she read the letter again from cover to cover.

Everyone waited with bated breath, not daring to breathe.

a long time.

Chen Wenxin stood up from the golden seat in a daze, crumpled up the letter written by the imperial pen, and held it in the palm of his hand.

With this pinch, Suo'etu's heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by her palm, and he grabbed it.

Is the emperor cured or not?

Give me a happy word!

She just walked down in a daze like that, a line of tears slowly flowed down Qingcheng's face.

All the ministers suddenly realized.

It seems that the emperor is really in danger...

Suo'etu let out a sigh of relief.

It seems that they will be able to open the secret edict tomorrow and prepare in advance.

But the ministers headed by Chen Xihai were anxious and urged Chen Xihai to ask for an answer.

After all, if the news of the emperor's critical illness did not come from Chen Wenxin's mouth, it would not be true.

Someone suddenly said: "Where is the soldier who delivered the letter? He knows, he must know!"

Even if you don't know whether the emperor is recovering from illness, just look at whether other sick soldiers in the army are recovering, wouldn't you know whether the quinine cream is effective or not?
The ministers who were reminded by this shout, regardless of their face, ran out to find the soldier.

In the end, only Chen Xihai and Nalan Mingzhu were left in the hall.

"Brother Chen, won't you go to Yikun Palace and ask the imperial concubine?"

"Brother Nalan, don't you want to ask the soldier together?"

The two spoke almost at the same time, one with a calm face, and the other with a consistent smile.

They met each other's eyes, and saw many differences from peacetime.

These days, each other's actions cannot be hidden from each other's eyes.

Nalan Mingzhu spoke first: "What can I ask? If my expectations are correct, the imperial concubine will take all the ministers to open the secret edict in the early morning tomorrow."

If the emperor recovered from his illness, he would announce it directly, and nothing would happen.

Hiding it and refusing to tell it is definitely not a good thing.

That line of tears, as if no one saw it.

Chen Xihai was noncommittal, "Since Brother Nalan has said so, why do you ask me to ask?"

"Brother Chen is different. Right now, the imperial concubine must be exhausted physically and mentally. Brother Chen is the biological father of the imperial concubine. He should go and explain to her. By the way..."

"By the way what?"

Nalan Mingzhu laughed.

"Recently, the guards in the palace have been more and more tightly guarded. Brother Chen should always discuss with the imperial concubine how to deal with the situation if things get out of hand."

Chen Xihai nodded, "What about Brother Nalan?"

Nalan Pearl was taken aback.

"In case the situation gets out of hand, what role will brother Nalan plan to play in it?"

Nalan Mingzhu smiled almost obsequiously.

"Naturally, we share the same hatred with Brother Chen. You and my two families are united in the same spirit. One prospers and the other suffers."

If these words were put in the past few days, Chen Xihai would still believe them.

At that time, Nalan Mingzhu pulled him anxiously and asked him who was the elder brother in the secret edict, and he seemed to be pestering him until he said it.

In recent days, he seemed indifferent to the matter.

With Nalan Mingzhu's usual disposition, how could he not care about it all of a sudden?
There must be something wrong with this.

Chen Xihai was not yet naive enough to think that what he said could convince an old fox.

He sighed softly, "Brother Nalan, you can do it yourself."

At this critical moment, everyone is in danger, and he has no reason to persuade Nalan Rongruo to stand by him and deal with the possible changes of Suo'etu and others.

Nalan Pearl's eyes flashed, and he suppressed his smile.

"You and I are related by marriage. This is an inexhaustible relationship. Brother Chen only needs to remember this."

He wants to catch up with Concubine Hui and Eldest Brother, and if it happens, it will also provide a bargaining chip for the preservation of the Chen family.

Otherwise, with the current ostentation of the Chen family, it would be impossible for the new emperor to take over in the future.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

It would be fine if the emperor made Chen Wenxin the empress before he left.

The imperial concubine and the queen seem to be separated by one word, but they are not far away. After the new king ascends the throne, there will be a world of difference.

The ancestral system has never stipulated that the new emperor's imperial concubine should be canonized as the queen mother when he ascends the throne.

That is an honor that only queens can enjoy.

After Nalan Mingzhu left, he still kept an eye out and went to find the soldier who sent the message.

He was arranged to rest in the guard's office, and all the adults went to the guard's office. When Nalan Mingzhu arrived, they saw a few kind-hearted ministers returning with disappointment on their faces.

"What did you say?"

He hurriedly kept a person to ask.

The man waved his hand, "Don't mention it, this time it's true... Sigh, God bless me, Daqing, the emperor's generation of Ming Jun, how could... Sigh!"

It seems that the emperor's life is really more ominous than good.

After that, I saw Suo'etu walking with a group of people with joy on his face.

The emperor has not yet passed away, and these people can't hide their joy.

Even though Nalan Mingzhu thought she was a ruthless person, she was still disgusted by the faces of these people.

He took the initiative to greet Suo'etu.

"Lord Suo, seeing your beaming face, the soldier must have said that the emperor has recovered from his illness?"

Suo'etu's expression suddenly became as ugly as if he had eaten a handful of flies.

After a long time, his bloated face slowly adjusted, and he put on a heavy expression.

"Why are you so happy? This official is so sad that he can't control his expression. God has no eyes. The other soldiers are probably better after taking the medicine. But the emperor is too sick, and the medicine has no effect..."

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, trying to squeeze out a few crocodile tears.

Didn't Nalan Mingzhu, the old fox, just want to arrest him for the crime of disrespect for laughing at the emperor's death?

He refused to let him succeed!
What Suo'etu said was similar to what Nalan Mingzhu had guessed.

"Then, as ministers, should we just wait for the announcement of the secret edict tomorrow to confirm the crown prince?"

After all, there was no official news of the emperor's death, so he could only talk about the crown prince, not the new king.

Suo'etu snorted, and approached Nalan Mingzhu's ear.

"Do you think that I don't know about your little trick? Don't think that the secret edict must be about Big Brother."

It's all said for this sake, now I can only see the truth with my ability.

Nalan Mingzhu simply opened the skylight to speak bluntly, and retorted, "Even if it's not Big Brother, it's absolutely impossible to be Erbeile."

A deposed prince who once had a great reputation, once deposed, became the least likely person to become a new king.

Being ridiculed by him, Suo'etu couldn't stand it, and said in a louder voice: "The so-called secret edict, whether it is true or not, whether it is respectful or not, is another matter. Let's read the account book while riding a donkey, we'll see!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and led the crowd away in big strides.

Nalan Mingzhu was still smiling, a chill appeared in her eyes.

If Suo'etu really succeeds, I'm afraid that neither the Chen family nor his Nalan family will have good results in the future.

He turned his footsteps and walked in the direction of elder brother...

At the same time, Chen Xihai still couldn't control his footsteps, and also walked towards Yikun Palace.

The conversation he had with Nalan Mingzhu just now always made him feel uneasy.

If it is said that Suo'etu has been premeditated for a long time, Nalan Mingzhu may not be able to settle down.

He was originally from the Yehenala clan, and was related to Concubine Hui's mother's family, so he must have supported the elder brother's ascension to the throne.

He has been running the court for many years, and he has no one under his command...

The courtiers formed their own cliques for their own interests, and there was no order, which really pained the hearts of loyal ministers.

It's a pity that when the emperor left, he took Huang Ji and Wang Xi away, and now there are even fewer people in the court who dare to speak out.

If tomorrow's secret edict is unsatisfactory, I'm afraid Chen Wenxin will be the first to become the target of public criticism.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace and headed towards Yikun Palace.

In the distance, a woman's figure came across, not wearing an ordinary palace attire, but looking like a married woman.

Looking at this figure, it looks familiar.

Chen Xihai slowed down and narrowed his eyes slightly.

It wasn't until the woman approached that he realized that it was Nalan Yulu.

Nalan Yulu was also taken aback when she saw him, "Father, why are you here?"

After speaking, he glanced at the vermilion palace wall not far away, and knew that he had arrived outside Yikun Palace.

She was in a hurry all the way, and she didn't even notice that she had reached Yikun Palace.

Chen Xihai asked suspiciously, "What are you doing here?"

(End of this chapter)