Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Outside the house, it seemed to be snowing again.

Snowflakes fell on the roof, as if someone was whispering in their ears, and these sounds were heard in my ears, so clear, but they seemed far away, with a strange sense that could not be said.

I do n’t know how long, I raised my head and looked at the speechlessly, only that under the candlelight, under the snow-white hair, the young face looked incomparable, as if it were a monster turned into snow and ice. Words of faith.

Looking at my eyes, he smiled calmly: "You don't believe me."

I shut up and didn't speak.

Can't say no to believe, since I started searching for the truth about my mother, too many people and things have pointed to this imperial city. Since I found this jade card in the Tiejia Qianzhuang, I have consciously realized that as The mother of Xichuan Yan's family has inextricably linked with the royal family.

However, when this character was identified, I was a little embarrassed.

Supreme Lord, Pei Ji?

The one who has been in a coma and wasting years in the deep palace, once the ninety-five supreme.

I just realized that I didn't know much about this person. Although I and his sons have been involved hundreds and thousands of times, I was poisoned in a coma, and I stood by him to serve him in the most difficult time. , But I didn't really think about getting to know him. This emperor, always pale and thin, practiced alchemy in the deep palace all the year round.

He, and my mother ...

Looking at my pale face, he smiled calmly again, "You can't believe it, right?"

After a long silence, I finally found a little of my sanity, raised my head and looked at him, always a little uncertain: "Why?"

"why?"

I didn't want to say anything about this question. I seemed to be a little hesitant. I thought about it, and then looked at me with a smile: "If you want to say why, you don't really want to ask. But from a secular perspective, "A man wants to protect a woman, and he protects her from the hands of his father. Probably the answer is second to none."

"..."

I was silent.

It turned out that what I had guessed before was that the innocence jade card issued by Emperor Gao protected my mother. It was actually wrong. The one who really wanted to protect her was Pei Ji, and he wanted to protect her because Emperor Gao wanted to, Or it could hurt my mother.

This-it was really beyond my expectation.

I was silent for a long while, with a little disbelief, and said with a smile: "Too emperor-to my mother ...?"

How can it be that these two people are thousands of miles apart, even if they are completely in the hostile camp-

Snow seemed to fall more urgently.

Maybe, it ’s not that the snow is falling sharply, but that my heartbeat and breathing are all disordered at this moment, which makes me a little overwhelmed, I do n’t know how long I have been silent, and I look up at the flickering flame on the candlestick in front of me, watching the flame On the other side, the smileless, bottomless eyes solemnly said, "So, who is the Taoist?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at me.

"The Chief doesn't know who my mother is, what about the Chief himself?"

"..."

"You have always been with the emperor. You can propose to the emperor Gao to cast the innocence jade card. You have been with the emperor's side all these years. Who are you?"

Wuyan looked at my focused eyes and said with a smile: "It seems that if Daodao doesn't give Miss Yan an account today, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

I also smiled: "It is also the Chief Minister who came to me for tea."

He nodded with a smile, took a tea cup and took a sip, then said, "If you want to talk about poverty, you are a Taoist."

My brow frowned.

"It's just," he said. "It so happened that the Emperor Tai Tai had deliberately enlightened, and it so happened that he chose the poor."

"The Emperor deliberately enters? He wants to become a monk?"

"Exactly."

"why?"

I didn't want to think for a while, but didn't answer me directly, only slowly said, "If anyone in this world wants to escape the great pain in his heart, there are three ways. One is to wipe the neck with a knife, and the other is to escape. In the afterlife, even, rebirth. "

Hearing this sentence, I sneered.

I ca n’t grasp even this life. How can I put hope in the next life or even rebirth?

Human behavior and means determine the fate of this life. If you can live a good life, why not wait for the next life and then go on; for another life, you just change your ignorance, so that you can continue your unfinished suffering.

He looked at me with no desire: "It seems that Miss Yan does not agree with this approach."

I nodded slightly.

He smiled: "The second is to endure the pain in my heart and change my present life."

This time, I didn't speak.

After just a moment of silence, I said, "The third kind is monk?"

"Good."

"Then, the Supreme Emperor wanted to enter because he had great pain in his heart?"

Nodded, nodding, "In the opinion of the poor, this is indeed the case."

"What makes him so painful?"

"The sword of the imperial court, Yangzhou's blood shed."

I stopped for a while.

Turned out to be the massacre of the imperial court in Yangzhou, the Emperor Tai was so miserable that he wanted to become a monk?

Isn't he Gao's own son? At that time, he followed the Emperor Gao from the prairie to the North, and entered the Central Plains. He was eventually crowned as the prince and ascended to the throne. Such a person would want to become a monk because of the Yangzhou slaughter city, and even throw away the royal glory and wealth?

Looking at my doubts and even disbelief, I smiled lightly: "It seems that Miss Yan's practice is just that. In this world, saints are beasts, but the skin is different, not to mention that the great Confucianist is not always Educated, there are four ends in the human heart, and everyone has a recluse heart. Why can't the Emperor have a recluse heart for the corpses of Yangzhou City? "

I froze slightly, and felt a little ashamed at his eyes.

"Looks like I'm narrow."

He smiled lightly.

Speaking of which, when Pei Ji was an emperor, although he was not considered to be diligent in politics, he did use very gentle means. He had very few achievements. Compared with the high emperor ’s Southern Expedition and the Northern War and his son Pei Yuanzhang ’s sweeping reform of the New Deal, He seemed so gentle and supple that he even felt a little neglected.

This has something to do with the way he has been practicing in the deep palace.

Wordless went on to say, "But at that time, Emperor Gao was crowned as his prince, and he was immediately crowned as the prince. How could he allow his son, the prince of the dynasty, to become a monk?"

I sighed softly.

I used to blame people, even if I am a lady of the Yan family, I ca n’t control my own life, but it seems that compared to the emperor, my inability to be independent is not worth mentioning. As a prince, the crown prince of the kingdom, Nor can you dominate your own life.

Wordless: "Although he was not able to become a monk, he has been concentrating on the path, and the poor path has always been with the emperor."

I looked at his calm eyes, and for a moment I felt a little bit emotional.

He refused to say where he was trained, nor did he reveal what he was in that year. This has always made me aware of it, but it can be seen from his practice and the ability to carry out his life extension. At that time, he must be a virtuous priest and a virtuous priest. Otherwise, Pei Ji, who is a prince, would not be fancy and follow him to become a monk.

Moreover, now that I want to come, I also understand why Pei Ji seemed to be less diligent when he was emperor.

He is a monk who believes in Huang Lao and pays attention to inaction. At that time, the emperor Gao entered the Central Plains and set off for the Northern War, which almost plunged the entire Central Plains into a deep water. After the war, all kinds of industries withered, people ’s livelihoods withered, and even thousands of miles of people died. The tragedy of the situation is that the people change their minds and eat. In that case, the practice of doing nothing can really allow the people to rest and live.

It's just-pitiful Jiangnan.

I was silent for a while, and then said, "Then, Master Tao offered to cast this innocence jade card to my mother. What happened to that innocence gold medal?"

A wordless look at me.

At that glance I was a little inexplicable, because his eyes were a little inexplicable, and my heart could not help but move: "What's wrong?"

Is there something wrong with me?

He smiled indifferently: "Miss Yan, Poor Dao only said that this innocence jade card was made by Poor Dao, but the gold medal had nothing to do with Poor Dao."

"what?"

He smiled lightly: "The innocence jade card was indeed issued by Emperor Gao, but in the end, Emperor Gao gave only this innocence jade card. The innocence gold medal was cast by the emperor many years later."

"Ah?" I was surprised. The two innocence cards that looked exactly the same were not made by the same person.

One was issued by Emperor Gao, and the other was issued by Emperor Tai.

He said with no wish: "Compared to what you have already seen in the Juma River Valley, the gold medal was confiscated as a queen when the Queen of the Martyrs was called into the palace. The Emperor ordered her to cast this gold medal, but- — A gold medal can save her, but it can't save her from the robbery. "

My heart sank and I said, "Then that gold medal was given to Queen Yin?"

He nodded.

Later-of course, I also knew that Pei Yuanxiu had given her the gold medal in the hands of Nangong Lizhu, and because of that, she escaped in Juma Valley.

If you talk about it, although this gold medal has changed hands for several people, it is logical, and there is nothing worth studying.

Just one point.

If it was said that the Emperor Tai was to protect my mother from being harmed by Gao Emperor, and requested that this innocence jade medal be minted, what about the innocence gold medal?

What was it that drove him to forge the guilt-free gold medal given to his queen?