Inheritance policy

Chapter 124 The old dream

The little rich woman finally found a place to spend the money, but her voice was very low.

Eunuch Lin said yes, and complained, "Mao Baihu is still waiting for an answer at the incident", then bowed his body and retreated.

Jiang Mingying squinted her eyes with a smile, and looked outside the window lattice through the peach blossom paper. There were no strings of bead curtains beside the tile eaves, and the sound of pattering rain disappeared from her ears. Standing up, he spoke in a soft tone.

"My master has fulfilled his wish. Do you want to add a cup of bayberry wine to dinner today? The dining room just got out of this spring's newly brewed bayberry wine. Jiang Cai secretly tasted it. It is sour and has no taste of wine. Wen Yang The county lord is so sweet, at most you can put some honey in it, it seems like you can drink it."

Xing Zhao pursed his lips and smiled, put the scroll on the desk, shook his head with a smile, and said in a warm voice, "Ah Wu can't drink, my mother is filial."

Jiang Mingying's smile faltered slightly, and her heart became uneasy. It seems that everything went well in the past few days, so she forgot the rule of going through everything in her heart three times!Jiang Mingying wakes up, this is in Fengyi Hall, she can be allowed to make mistakes, but what about outside Fengyi Hall?Some people's eyes were bloodshot, and they stared blankly, afraid that you might not make a mistake!
"Aunt Jiang is very happy today. Auntie remembers to punish Aunt Jiang for three cups of red bayberry wine during dinner." Xing Zhao covered his mouth and smiled, his words were kind and gentle.

After Xingzhao got out of the siege, Empress Fang was naturally happy to show off her face. She smiled and looked at Jiang Mingying for a moment, then moved away: "Punish her with three cups of red bayberry wine. She didn't learn how to do it all day, and she even learned to drink secretly. The aunt in charge didn't She looks like an aunt in charge, but don't ask the little maid below to follow suit."

He didn't mention Jiang Mingying's forgetting about Fang Fu's funeral, so he avoided the seriousness and dismissed the matter lightly.

Jiang Mingying lowered her head, her heart was secretly vigilant, the days in the palace were slowly coming to an end, she still remembered how Queen Fang was beaten to pieces by this magnificent palace - Gu's family background was not high, But Empress Fang's mother clan is strong. After many years of daughter-in-law becoming a mother-in-law, it's time to torture the young daughter-in-law below. This is enough for ordinary people, let alone the royal family.Gu's torture is like slowly cutting with a soft knife. After all, it is the royal family. She doesn't ask you to set up rules and serve all day long, but she still holds the connections and accounts of the sixth division in her hand, so she dumped it abruptly. Queen Fang slapped her face.

What is most important, money is the most important.

What is most useful is naturally to put one's own person in a prominent position, so that one can rest assured.

Only with the money in his hand and his own people at the key points can he truly become the master of this imperial city.Mrs. Gu didn't let her go. Empress Fang was a general's tiger girl, she had a high spirit, and she even sang with the emperor's qin and zither when she got a loss.

Suffer slowly, gaining a firm footing step by step, but as long as there is one person in Fengyi Hall who makes a wrong step, the whole situation will become precarious—especially at this time, Empress Fang clenched her fists tightly, wanting to fight with Ci When the war with the palace was declared.

Jiang Mingying bowed lower respectfully, facing Queen Fang and also facing Xingzhao, and said softly: "Yes, I will keep it in mind, I will never dare to do it again."

Empress Fang smiled, it was too late, it was applicable to others, and even more applicable to her confidants, she turned the conversation to Xing Zhao, leaned over to look at the yellowed book on the desk, and read the title out of her mouth A voice: "Hundred Years of Strange Encounter"

Laughing softly, he embraced Xing Zhao by his side: "Why do you want to read these ghostly and weird stories? You are so scared that you can't sleep at night, and it's too hot to sleep next to me."

Xing Zhao blushed and blushed. Empress Fang regarded her as a seven or eight-year-old lady, but she couldn't treat herself as such a naive little person. Empress Fang liked to put her under her nose. After all, people who have lived two lifetimes are really used to sleeping next to their elders.
Embarrassed in her heart, she just picked up the words and said: "I heard people say this book is good-looking before, and I mentioned it casually in front of Princess Huanyi last time. Who would have thought, she remembered it in her heart, and put the book in her heart. I sent it to Ah Wu. Ah Wu took a look and found the logo of Chongwen Museum on the page, thinking of Princess Huanyi's concern in her heart, she asked someone to send some white jade cakes."

People in the palace usually don't send food to each other, because they are afraid of getting burned.

But the friendship between Chonghua Palace and Fengyi Palace has always been strong, not to mention the friendship between Concubine Shu and Queen Fang, she was very moved by borrowing a book from Chongwen Library for Huanyi's sake——Chongwen The books in the library are not easy to borrow. In the past, the princes in the former palace could only browse in the attic, and were not allowed to take out the books. Now that the emperor has fewer princes, the princes and princesses have to pay more attention to it. Regulations are loose.

Empress Fang didn't care about Bai Yusu, she focused all her attention on the logo of Chongwenguan, and reached out to turn over the pages of the book, and sure enough, the blue seal on the top was the imprint of Chongwenguan.

Empress Fang smiled, closed the cover, squeezed Xing Zhao's face, and drove her into the room to paint red: "Mr. Chang asked, I asked Jiang Mingying to tell the truth. Zhang just wrote one, when Mr. Chang wants to hit you with the board, he can hit you with the hand board, and if he wants you to be punished, you can stand at the bottom of the wall, I will not soften my heart."

Xing Zhao's face was hot again, Mr. Chang didn't give anyone face, he said that he would play hand board, when the second prince was still learning, he was beaten by him all day long, and several princes didn't go to school because of their errands Mr. Chang put his mung bean eyes on her and Huanyi.
Such a big man was beaten with a board, thinking about it, Xing Zhao felt ashamed and flustered, so he pulled Lian Yu into the room.

Empress Fang looked at the back of the little lady with a smile in her eyes, until her back was hidden behind the falling glazed bead curtain, then she turned her eyes to the book on the table, not knowing whether to be sad or happiness.

The books in the Chongwen Museum are treasures and even ancient books. There are countless antiques and treasures in the imperial city. The Emperor Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty cherished the Chongwen Museum and made regulations. Those who wanted to read it sat in the attic of the Chongwen Museum seriously. It is not allowed to lend out at all. The current regulations are much looser, but they are not so loose that a little girl and a princess can borrow the books inside!
The letter written by the magic pen and the book with the logo on it made the Sixth Prince with starry eyes and sword eyebrows appear in Empress Fang's mind.

Is it a momentary curiosity and pity, is it the flattery and flattery that comes with every occasion, or the rash love affair of a young man, Empress Fang rubbed the jade bracelet on her wrist, thinking carefully, deliberating, and suddenly realized that she really was When you are old, when you encounter things, you will use benefits and catering as the entry point, completely eliminating the most primitive instinct of people-that is emotion.

The empress, who sat on the top of the rosewood carving with a graceful appearance, had a gloomy expression, but the light in her eyes was quiet, as if she had fallen into an old dream.

Yes, old dream.

The past between her and the emperor, between Fang Fu and He Yan, between He Yan and Ying Yi, the branches and tendrils are intertwined, clinging to each other, and the dreams of the past are covered with a layer of confusion, appearing blurred and indistinguishable. black and white.

The emperor and her have changed from the original qin and harmony, to the current respect for each other.He Yan didn't know how to cherish blessings, so he could only swallow the bitter fruit.Ying Yitian's charming girl, but she put her heart on the wrong person, and in the end, she was beaten by chickens and eggs, and the water moon was mirrored.

People who were young at that time have become different now, and people who are young now, she never wants them to repeat the same mistakes.

Empress Fang laughed lightly, shook her head, called Jiang Mingying, and explained the trivial matters in detail: "...Take a message to Xinrong. If you feel that the Wang family Saburo is really okay, let Mrs. Wang go to Lin'an Hou Mansion to have a look. Ah He Xingming in Wu's mouth is not bad. Since Wang Sanlang is not the head of the clan, his wife will not be the clan's wife. There is nothing wrong with marrying a cheerful and kind-hearted woman. But Mrs. Wang has to go and see for herself. Tell Xin Rong that even if He Yan falls from power, for the sake of Jing Geer and the Fang family, the emperor will not be able to offend the second wife. He Huan is useless, so let him continue to be useless, Jing Geer In charge of the house, it would be better to have a close cousin as Lord Marquis, or an estranged uncle to be Marquis of Lin'an. Let Mrs. Wang do the math by herself, revealing something cryptically. Mrs. Wang is a smart person and knows this. How should the account be calculated."

Empress Fang's tone was firm, asking Jiang Mingying to write it down carefully, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Since the He family is not a good family, why bother to worry so much about Miss He San?"

"Finally with Sister Awu!" Queen Fang looked out of the window without moving her eyes, "He Yan collapsed, and the He family cannot collapse. According to the emperor's wishes, it is impossible for Brother Jing to settle down in the northwest with him, and a general cannot go out. Jing, what else can you do? After all, the He family supports the name of a century-old family, which makes Jing Ge'er's back not empty, but has the backing! Jing Ge'er is in charge of the family and stands on his own The portal has two noble titles on him, what does he want to do in the He family? A Wu's surname is He, and Jing Ge'er's surname is He. The He family has completely collapsed. What about the Fang family? Are you proud to have a down-and-out father behind you?"

The words were kept extremely low, and the series of question marks at the end were extremely resentful.

She has to think about the future of Ah Wu and Jing Geer. Jing Geer wants to stand on his own, but he can't have a notorious family. The emperor's personality, Yingyi's personality, Feng Andong's personality, and her personality. Everything can be counted.

Ah Wu's proposal, her aftermath, Fang Qi's implementation, and a series of methods seem to be military tactics, but she can be sure that a person's temperament determines a person's life, and Ah Fu has suffered a lot because of her cowardice. In the same way, others will be led into an abyss by their own shortcomings.

Jiang Mingying didn't interrupt, but heard Empress Fang sigh a long time, and said after a long while: "Let's just tell Xinrong like this, tell Mrs. Wang a little bit, and then let her go to see He Sanniang, if you like it, propose marriage. Also ask the wishes of the two children, if you really don't like it." After a pause: "If you don't like it, then discuss it."

Jiang Mingying nodded, turned around and walked out, but was stopped by Empress Fang: "If it is done, let He Sanniang come into the palace, I want to have a look."

Done?What became?
Is it the marriage, or the morning plan?
Jiang Mingying didn't know, and didn't ask any questions.

The days passed from Qixi Festival to Zhongyuan, and Yingyi couldn't enter the palace with bad luck until he was in confinement.One day, after the morning court, Concubine Feng entered the Hall of Yiyuan with an unclear expression on his sleeves.

　This is to make up for yesterday!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)