Chang Anqing

Chapter 209
When the news of Concubine Shu's death due to miscarriage and blood collapse reached Chang'an, it caused an uproar.In just a few years, today's son has already lost his fourth child. Although he is not yet [-] years old, he still has no children.For this reason, the curse of childlessness suddenly shrouded the entire Daming Palace like a haze, covering the young emperor, and became the tacit talk of the people of the Great Zhou after dinner.

In contrast, Emperor Yuan Cheng's grief at losing Concubine Shu's mother and son was enough to shock all officials.On this day, at the Tingzheng Hall, they never imagined that Emperor Yuan Cheng would decree concubine Shu to be a noble concubine under one person and above ten thousand people. The Wei family, who had just been named Chongyuan in the Jin Dynasty, was a virtuous concubine, allowing the Wei family to personally preside over the grand funeral of the Shangguan family as a first-class wife.

Such a move instantly won the regret and regret of the party officials headed by Shangguan, but what is surprising is that the Taiwei Mansion has never said a word about all these changes, and it seems to have acquiesced.

When the hearing was over, all the officials on the right stood in place, silently waiting for the leader to go first. At this moment, under the inquiring eyes of everyone, Shangguan Ji's face was exhausted, and his always upright figure faintly carried some Feeling lonely and aware of the silent waiting of the crowd, Shangguan Ji saluted the officials behind him with both hands in his hands, and the moment he left again, his slightly bent back suddenly rose like a green hill to meet the rising Shuguang, that clear and graceful back seemed to faintly indicate that even in such a difficult time, the Shangguan family was still their mast and would never fall down easily.

Looking back at this scene, Yang Chongyuan smiled lightly, and strode out of the high palace threshold with his robe lifted, and there were some sour and sneering voices in his ears: "As soon as I heard the title of Shangguan For the noble concubine's grace, our Shang Shuling has lost even the slightest bit of pain from the loss of his daughter, and we don't know that the noble concubine saw it in the spirit of heaven, and would dream of blaming her father for his heartlessness."

Yang Chongyuan didn't pay any attention to the whispers behind him, and just went down the stairs towards the square in front of the hall.To him, these posthumous favors are nothing more than a fleeting moment. At this time, the fire is cooking oil, and when the tea is cold, it is nothing more than some illusory things.

The current him is not more interested in this, but in Shangguanji's move of losing the imperial concubine's mother and son, how should he play next?
You must know that the rise of the Shangguan family depends on the divine favor, the nepotism of the father and the daughter. Now that this connection is broken, if the Shangguan family can be as calm and composed as they see in front of them, then it is true. It's a joke.

Seeing Yang Chongyuan's back gradually drifting away surrounded by the crowd, Shangguan Ji's eyes gradually became more dignified.Ever since the noble concubine became pregnant, the Shangguan family had always been on guard against the Yang family, but he never thought that it would be destroyed by the Turkic people in the end.

If it weren't for the fact that he still needs Turks and wants to use Turks, Ashina Ayi died ten thousand times, which would not be enough to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Shang Shu ordered you to stay—"

At this moment, the voice of the servant came from behind him, Shangguan Ji stopped and turned his head, exchanged a salute with the servant as usual, and then said: "But what's the matter, Your Majesty?"

The internal servant was grateful for Shangguan Ji's courtesy, bowed his body deeper, and said more cordially: "Shang Shuling, Your Majesty invites you to visit Zichen Hall."

When Shangguan Ji came to the Zichen Hall with a complicated heart, he walked all the way to Emperor Yuancheng's study under the guidance of Chengde. At this moment, sitting behind the case with his head buried, there is an indelible sadness in his brows.

"His Majesty--"

Hearing the sound, Emperor Yuan Cheng raised his head, just in time to see Shangguan Ji who was kneeling with his robe lifted, and the next moment he said: "Shang Shuling, please get up quickly."

As soon as the emperor's grace was spoken, Chengde had already stepped forward to personally help Shangguanji, who was about to kneel but not kneeling. Being in the way of etiquette, Shangguanji originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw Emperor Yuancheng looking at him with tired eyes, there was a difference Because of the intimacy and trust towards others, Shangguan Ji finally bowed his head in shock, and said with a stagnation in his throat: "My lord, thank you Your Majesty—"

When Shangguan Ji'an sat down, there was a sudden silence in the study, except for this pair of monarchs and ministers, only Chengde stood by, silent.

"Aiqing, I am the one who is sorry for you, and even more sorry for the imperial concubine, mother and son—"

Hearing the helplessness and despair in the dignified words of the Son of Heaven, Shangguan Ji raised his head, but saw Emperor Yuan Cheng lower his head, the silence between his brows and the unbearable grief all pulled him into the heart of losing his daughter again. In the cold reality.

"His Majesty--"

Shangguan Ji's throat choked up, he got up immediately and knelt down and said gratefully: "It is Wanniang's blessing to marry His Majesty and give birth to an imperial heir for His Majesty, and it is the luck of my Shangguan family, even though their mother and child are now Go, but your majesty's heart and affection for them will be received by them even under the nine springs. I beg your majesty not to have such a heart of self-blame anymore. Your majesty's grace to my Shangguan family, I, Shangguan I am grateful for this in my life.”

Seeing the figure who surrendered completely, Emperor Yuan Cheng stood up silently, and went down and squatted down to support Shangguan Ji with his hands. At this moment, they made a firm promise with the voices of only two people.

"The Turkic family, the ambition of wolves, the hatred of the imperial concubine, and the pain that Aiqing suffered for me, I will personally avenge you in the future."

Hearing the resounding word "zhen", Shangguan Ji's chest was filled with gushing emotions. He knew that Emperor Yuan Cheng in front of him made a promise to him in the name of the emperor, and to Shangguan.

"His Majesty--"

At this moment, Shangguan Ji couldn't restrain himself any longer and buried himself on the ground, weeping bitterly, and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty's grace, I will never forget it, I will never forget it..."

When the mood of the monarch and ministers gradually calmed down, the two stood up slowly hand in hand. Emperor Yuan Cheng's sad eyes were rarely radiant and gentle and said: "Ai Qing, come and see."

After all, Emperor Yuan Cheng naturally supported Shangguan Ji and walked to the dragon case together. When Emperor Yuan Cheng picked up the desk and handed over the stacked manuscripts to Shangguan Ji, as soon as Shangguan Ji saw the familiar words on it, the familiar inscription Suddenly, he looked at Emperor Yuan Cheng in surprise and joy.

"The noble concubine is extremely talented. These are all the manuscripts collected in the Qingsi Palace. Counting them in detail, the noble concubine has written hundreds of poems over the years. If I send these poems to accompany the noble concubine and burn them, I cannot bear it, so I want someone to compile these manuscripts into a volume, make a collection of poems and pass them on in the market, and store them in the Hongwen Museum, so that the pearls of the imperial concubine's works will not be dusted, and the future generations will know the virtuousness of the imperial concubine."

"His Majesty--"

Hearing Shangguan Ji's gratitude, Emperor Yuan Cheng said gently and cordially as always: "Shang Shuling is the head of the Qingliu and the father of the noble concubine, so I would like to ask Shang Shuling to preside over this matter personally. I wonder if I can do it?"

"It's my honor to gain His Majesty's trust, and I will never hesitate to die!"

Seeing the figure who was about to kneel again in front of him, Emperor Yuan Cheng personally supported Sheng Sheng to stop, watching the old man Shangguan Ji tearfully turning over the manuscripts, the eyes of Emperor Yuan Cheng were filled with warmth filled with memories, looking from the side Explaining softly, no matter who looks at this scene, it is enough to be moved.

"Seeing this, I can't help but think of Wanniang and Liniang who wrote many poems together when they were in the boudoir. I wonder if we can also organize these poems into the poetry collection?"

Hearing Shangguan Ji's proposal, Emperor Yuan Cheng's eyes lit up, and he rarely showed a slight smile and said: "Aiqing's proposal is very good."

While speaking, seeing Shangguan Ji's eyes moving slightly, as if hesitant and complicated, Emperor Yuan Cheng lowered his head and said, "Aiqing, do you have something to say?"

Seeing Emperor Yuan Cheng's inquiry, Shangguan Ji sighed and recalled: "Your Majesty doesn't know that Wanniang has had a very good relationship with Liniang since she was a child. They are sisters and even friends of poetry. I thought to myself that if Liniang was the one who would personally treat Wanniang Sort out the collection of poems and copy them into a book, if Wanniang knows it, she will be happy—”

Hearing this, Emperor Yuan Cheng pondered for a moment, and then said: "What Shang Shuling said is reasonable, but the Liniang you mentioned is—"

Seeing Emperor Yuancheng's inquiry, Shangguanji suddenly remembered and said: "Returning to Your Majesty, Liniang is Wanniang's cousin who grew up with Wanniang. She personally arranged the meaning of "Xuanjia Breaking the Array" in Hanyuan Hall that day. Son."

Shangguan Yun?
If it is said that he did not understand Shangguan Ji's meaning before, at this moment, even Chengde, who was silent at the side, has seen everything clearly.

(End of this chapter)