The queen bullies me every day

Chapter 177 I Know What You Have Done
The next day, the Sixth Palace of the West stopped court, the national mourning day.

The sound of knocking on the cloud board was endless, and there were wailing and crying everywhere. The feather canopy hall was decorated in plain white, just like the autumn sunset and snow floating on the eaves, the atmosphere was solemn and suffocating and sad.

A palace official passed away outside the palace because he cried too hard, not to mention arousing the attention of others, and he had to be dragged down and charged with misbehavior before the funeral.

He Lanshan's Zi Palace is enshrined in the inner bedroom, and only Jiang Mubai and his attendant Qiang Li accompanied her to see her off for the last time.

The rest of the concubines, headed by Zhao Sijin, all wore mourning clothes and bowed towards the inner bedroom.

Kowtow, get up, kowtow again, get up again.

The tears in Mrs. Kou's eyes remained numb, Liu Mei was absent-minded and even yawned, Fangcairen and Liang Cainv cried heart-rendingly, but how sincere is there?

Only Zhao Sijin knelt down without shedding a single tear.

Regarding the death of the person in Zi Palace, she felt nothing in her heart.

The person lying in the Zi Palace was just a seductive woman who had taken her husband away, she was just a slut who was commensurate with her sister but stabbed her knife in the back, her death purged the suffocation in Youdu.

Thinking of this, Zhao Sijin glanced at the lotus fish bracelet on his wrist.

It was given to her by He Lanshan before she entered Dazhao.She knelt before the coffin for a long time, pretending to be exhausted, she leaned forward and put her elbows on the ground, the jade bracelet shattered.

Liu Yue, who was kneeling behind her, gave her a hand. Seeing that Sui Yu cut Zhao Sijin's wrist, she worriedly said: "Master, you are hurt."

Zhao Sijin shook his head and expressed helplessness, while Liu Meiren said in a sly voice: "The table was given to you by the empress, and now the empress has gone, and the bracelet is also broken, which shows that the empress has deep resentment towards you."

Before she could finish her sentence, Zhao Sijin stopped her in shock by Zhao Sijin's hostile eyes.

She was talking too much, and she was also afraid of her uprightness and recklessness.

Everyone knows that when He Lanshan is dead, her glorious days are coming.

The palace servants outside the door reported solemnly, "The distinguished guests are here. The Emperor Zhao and the Empress Dazhao bring all the concubines to mourn the Emperor and Empress."

Everyone looked back and saw that Chu Jin had changed into a black Junzhu skirt, with his hands folded on his chest, his face solemn.

Concubine Zhang, Xiao Xu and Chen Ying who followed behind also chose plain colors to avoid collisions.

The ceremonial officer handed the incense to Chu Jin, and Chu Jin lit the incense head on the candle, bowed, and placed it in the incense altar in front of He Lanshan's spirit tablet.

Mrs. Kou wiped away her tears, and said sarcastically, "Someone has the face to pay homage to someone who has killed someone?"

Chu Jin looked back at Mrs. Kou who was kneeling on the ground, and raised her voice, "Are you talking about me?"

Mrs. Kou was forced to tremble by her cold tone, and forced herself to calm down: "Can't you say it? If it weren't for you, the empress would not be worried about the loss of her son, and her heart palpitations ruined her life."

"I advise Mrs. Kou to be cautious in your words and deeds. There is no solid evidence to pour such dirty water on me. Even if you are a concubine of Youdu, I can still beat you until you cannot stay in bed for three days."

Mrs. Kou pursed her lips, and muttered in a low voice, "The death of the empress is more or less related to Zhao. When the emperor recovers, I am afraid that even Emperor Zhao will have to admit his mistakes to him. The queen is not afraid of threatening me like this. "

"If you talk too much, I will teach you a concubine who doesn't know the rules for her in front of the emperor's spirit." Chu Jin glared at Mrs. Kou, and she really gritted her teeth. I dare not read it anymore.

Chu Jin sighed shortly, and said again: "The emperor knows what is the reason for the death of the empress." As he spoke, his eyes rested on Zhao Sijin, and he said with a smile: "If the emperor doesn't know right from wrong, we must If you are in trouble with the emperor, the emperor will drive you out of Zhaodu in a fit of rage, and this palace will not be able to save you."

Outside the hall, mourning and joy sounded.

With the leaves swept by the autumn wind, it is particularly bleak.

In the bedroom, Jiang Mubai and Qiang Li's arguments could be heard from time to time. As for what to argue about, I couldn't hear it clearly.

Chu Jin glanced at the closed door of the inner bedroom, raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that it is not suitable to stay for a long time today. I got to know the emperor and empress once, and after paying my respects, let's go."

Hua Luo led the concubines of the East Sixth Palace to turn around and leave. When they arrived at the door, they stopped and looked back to meet Zhao Sijin's gaze, "Zhao Rongyi, after finishing the funeral ceremony for the empress, please go to my palace if you are free. Walking around Fengluan Palace, I have something in my heart that I would like to ask you."

Zhao Sijin didn't answer, Chu Jin raised his eyebrows and smiled, and went back.

After lunch, Linglong served Chu Jin for lunch, but Chu Jin said: "Sit here for a while, there is a guest coming."

Linglong was puzzled and said: "Miss, so sure that Zhao Rongyi will come? The funeral has been going on for a day, Youdu entered Dazhao soon, and the mausoleum was not completed before the Emperor's Zigong was moved out of the palace and enshrined in Xiaoxishan. Zhao Rongyi has a high status , when she is busy."

"You still have time to catch your breath when you hang yourself, no matter how busy she is, she will come in a hurry." Chu Jin turned her hands away, tapping the knuckles of her index finger and ring finger alternately on the newly oiled tabletop.

The sound rang seven or eight times, and Sanfu really came to report, and Zhao Sijin arrived.

Chu Jin smiled happily, and ordered Linglong to welcome Zhao Sijin in, and then closed the door and retreated.

Zhao Sijin gave Chu Jin the etiquette of Zhaodu's harem several times, "The empress is safe."

"You have not been the concubine of Dazhao for a long time, so there is no need to perform such a ceremony with me." Chu Jin raised her chin at the empty seat beside her, "Sit down."

Zhao Sijin took his seat, and before his soul settled down, he asked, "I don't know why the empress is looking for me?"

It wasn't too cold in early autumn, but there was a charcoal basin in front of Chu Jin.She took a glass jade bottle at hand, lifted the lid and poured the orange-yellow liquid inside into the charcoal basin.The dimly lit sparks of fire in the charcoal basin suddenly rolled up the flames and burst into flames.

Zhao Sijin was startled suddenly, stroked his chest and frowned, "What's the meaning of this, Empress?"

Chu Jin shook the empty jade bottle with a smile, "This is the hair oil used by concubines on weekdays. If it is replaced with kerosene, and the bottle is poured down, I am afraid that Fengluan Palace will It has to be set ablaze."

Zhao Sijin bowed his head in silence for a moment, and said calmly: "Nothing can escape the empress' eyes, why don't you expose me in front of the emperor?"

Chu Jin's voice was even and steady, "He Lanshan dares to take advantage of my son, she deserves to die. You have done this, and it's your palace affairs in Youdu, so I don't want to intervene. I want you to come here today. I just want to remind you. Those little tricks of yours are just for fun in your own palace. I don’t care whether Jiang Mubai will make you queen after He Lanshan’s death, or whether you and those yin servants Yang Bi's concubine is going to make some troubles."

She stopped talking, and threw the glazed jade bottle into the charcoal basin, and the remaining hair oil turned into a fire again, and the momentum was even fiercer.

The fire light made Chu Jin's cheeks glow red like a glow, Chu Jin blinked at Zhao Sijin and smiled warmly.

"This is the second time I remind you, don't burn the fire to the East Sixth Palace."

(End of this chapter)