Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Chapter 124
"Who is that woman?" Yin Luo frowned and sighed.The world has changed from generation to generation. In addition to the bloodshed, there are also romantic affairs. Xie Yuxun and Zhang Zicong are already embarrassing, but I didn't expect that this bald man from Beiliao was also in love.

Wearing cassocks, he looks like a monk, and his heart is in harmony with the world. This end is really sad.

"Zangzhou, Saint Huabai." Yu Ruyi also sighed.

This name Yin Luo is not unfamiliar. When she participated in the auction three years ago, she also fought against the son of Saint Huabai...

She opened her mouth but did not make a sound. Saint Huabai was also a famous beauty in Zangzhou. She married Duan Murong, the lord of Zangzhou many years ago. The two were a loving couple in the world. The candle-stroking monk loved flowers. Saint Bai, there is no result if you don’t know?

But Yu Ruyi said: "Seng Fuzhu knew Saint Huabai long before Duanmu Rong married her. When Monk Fuzhu was young, he and Saint Huabai broke into the Dunhuang Cave together. But unfortunately, Xiang Wang Youyi is ruthless and the goddess is ruthless. Monk Fuzhu watched his sweetheart marry Duanmu Rong. In grief, he returned to Beiliao to practice hard in seclusion. Who would have expected that when he came out of seclusion, he would hear the news of Hua Bai's death first."

Yin Luo thought thoughtfully. It was previously circulated in the world that Zhongli Xie went to Zangzhou to avenge the world, saying that he wanted to massacre the city lord's palace and kill Duan Murong. Saint Huabai resisted for love and died under Zhongli Xie's tea blade. Duan Murong was seriously injured, and Saint Zhihuabai died in depression, leaving only their son, the young man named Duan Muzong.

Later, there were rumors that Duanmu Song went to Haiyan Mountain to avenge his family and wanted to become the sword sage as his teacher. He lost all news and traces after three days of travel, and no one knows what is happening now.

After all, it is still the grudges and grudges of the older generation that have continued to this day and are not over yet.

After Yu Ruyi finished telling this, both of them fell into silence. They had grown up in the world and had seen too many good and evil things, but none of them could be judged by themselves. Old man Yu Gua always said, in fact, Throw away the shackles and look at this world again. People's hearts are not divided into good and bad at all. However, each person's pursuit conflicts with others' pursuit. Disputes arise due to gains and losses. Gratitudes and grievances cause disputes. Generations will never be blocked. No matter how unconscionable they are, they will harm their opponents. , this world has been disturbed into chaos.

The rivers and lakes are small worlds, and the world is big rivers and lakes.

This is true everywhere.

Yu Ruyi sighed for a moment, watching Yin Luo leaping down the nineteen-story staircase, and finally said: "Sister, sweet dreams!"

In this chaotic world, in this arena where I have my own desires, the happiest thing is to have one or two close friends who can completely trust and protect them calmly when the swords come rolling in, and face this situation hand in hand back to back. It's not sharp.

Three days later.

Emperor Chongwen's condition finally improved under the treatment of the imperial physician's office. He can move around without any serious problems. After half a day's rest, there should be no problem when he goes to court.With Ming Fang's support, he walked slowly to Sulong Hall and looked at the unapproved memorials that had been pushed into a hill on the square table, with a big stone weighing on his heart.

He fell into coma quickly that day. When Tange old man and his apprentice invited the imperial doctor, someone had already spread the news of his illness out of the palace. As Ming Fang said, even Jingzhu Yunying of Baiqi Villa in the south of the Yangtze River was the first Time sent the news back. One can imagine how many forces were staring at him?Emperor Chongwen thought, if he collapses and is bedridden for half a day, the man from Donghai will lead his troops straight to Beijing, overturn the golden dragon chair, change the reign name, and record it in the annals of history. The palace was forced to rebel.

This deep palace built with four square red walls is full of bright eyes and thorny hearts. Although he is sitting on the dragon chair, he is still nervous and cannot be relieved.Just now, Hongyang reported that Mei Chengting, who had arrived in Lingzhou, had begun to suppress the mob rebellion. However, since officials and coal mine businessmen were involved, he had to pay attention to avoid angering those people and pushing them to the East China Sea. That person's camp.Emperor Chongwen thought again, those people outside saw him as an emperor with great majesty and glory, sitting on a dragon throne and directing the country, marrying so many beauties, and even being accompanied by masters when traveling.How do they know?Then the women in the harem are also concubines and concubines because of their interests?If he really loved her, he would have established a queen long ago. Would he still need the ill-intentioned urging from the courtiers every day?What is behind this so-called infinite glory?Emperor Chongwen was very timid!If he doesn't check and balance, the beam will be in chaos. What does the check and balance rely on?

Cold interests, cold pressure, like a cold chess game, there is no doubt that the move must be made.

"Fang'er, your father is almost healed. Please go back to the south of the Yangtze River and see Yin Luo's child." Emperor Chongwen sat on the dragon chair and looked up at Ming Fang, who was grinding ink for him. This daughter He is the person in the palace who can warm him the most.

Ming Fang glanced at the sun outside and said, "Don't worry, Fang'er will have lunch with his father before leaving."

Emperor Chongwen dipped his hands in ink, reviewed the memorials, and suddenly asked: "You have never seen your second aunt Lan, right?"

Ming Fang nodded, "Yes, Second Aunt Lan is away from home all year round and never returns to the palace. Fang'er has never met her yet."

After saying this, the two of them did not speak anymore. Not long after, the eunuch set the table and served lunch. Not long after finishing the meal, Ming Fang got on the carriage leaving the palace, and Zhao Zhaowu came to see him off after hearing the news. , Mingfang nodded to the two of them and lowered the car curtain.

The reason why she doesn't take Zhao You Zhao Wu with her every time she goes out of the palace is because she hopes that the two of them can stay in the palace to protect her. After all, they are martial eunuchs who have been raised in the palace since they were young. It is much more convenient for them to act and protect. .

The carriage ran quickly on the official road, and less than three days later, it finally returned to Baiqi Villa.

Yin Luo and Wen Ting'er were sitting in the pavilion under Guan Jingao, chatting. The wind in late April was already a little warm, blowing on the hibiscus trees, which was the most beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, swaying and elegant.

"I've never liked hibiscus. It blooms in the morning and sets in the evening. It only brings momentary glory. I always feel that it is too light, like the pink clouds on the tree that cannot be retained." Yin Luo took a petal and twisted it slightly with his fingertips. , commented.

Wen Ting'er's expression was calm when he was next to her, and he lost his venom and cruelty in front of outsiders. "But he likes it, and he planted trees all over the villa inside and outside the villa." He finished the sentence.

"Yes, the second brother often said that although all things are born for a moment, they have a lifetime of love. A moment may not be eternal, and eternity may not necessarily last a lifetime." Yin Luo meant what she said. She turned her eyes and looked at Wen Ting'er with a look in her eyes. with some comfort in it.

Wen Ting'er understood the meaning of her words, but she didn't ask. She just nodded slightly and said, "Third sister, I'm going back to western Hunan soon."

"I know," Yin Luo raised his eyes and said, "I don't know when we will meet again next time."

(End of this chapter)