Inheritance policy

Chapter 133 Death

Yingyi's bags were all in the Princess's mansion. In two or three days, Empress Fang packed three or four boxes. The emperor didn't say how many days the Qingxiu took, but anyone with a little knowledge of the inside story would understand that Yingyi Princess Yichang will never come back.

A coat in winter, a coat in spring, a beige in autumn, and a skirt in summer must be prepared. Even if everything is simple, it is still a big project.

After returning from the Chongwen Hall, Xing Zhao went directly to the main hall. When he was about to step into the Fengyi Hall, he saw people coming in and out. There were a lot of people gathered, but they still looked orderly.

Xing Zhao lifted his foot and stepped across the threshold, and there was a plain blue gown with two buttons on the lapel tightly pressed, with a dull face, a woman in her early thirties was holding a thick booklet in her hand Stepping out with his head raised, he caught a glimpse of Xing Zhao from the corner of his eye, then paused, blessed her, and greeted her in a low voice: "Servant send my regards to County Lord Wenyang."

The voice is human, solemn and rigid.

The edge of the clothes is rolled in the shape of Suxin orchid, which is made of brocade silk, but there is only a pair of small gold-plated lilac flower earrings as decoration on the whole body, and the brocade silk hidden in the indigo velvet base They are much more valuable than the pair of gilt lilac earrings on the earlobes.

The gorgeousness hidden inside is in line with the usual style of the palace people, Xing Zhao quickly looked up and down, this should be the aunt in charge of the sixth division.

Smiling and nodding back, he asked Lianyu to send the bowl of lotus she was holding into the hall first.

"The sun is shining in midsummer, and my aunt has worked hard. Why don't you go to the side room to have a cup of tea and rest before leaving?"

The palace attendant was stunned for a moment, and after a short moment of quick reaction, he lowered his waist and said in a slow tone: "Thank you, county lord, but there have been too many things lately, I hope the county lord will forgive me."

Although it was a polite refusal, the tone of the refusal was much softer than the tone of greeting at the beginning. Xing Zhao waved his hands with a nonchalant smile, and was about to speak, but Queen Fang called her in a raised voice, "Ah Wu! Hurry up, come in!"

Xing Zhao glanced at the palace maid, smiled and told Lian Rong to send her out first, then lifted her skirt and stepped over the threshold to walk in. A wisteria twig had already been placed on Empress Fang's lower head—this is The familiar seat.

Empress Fang watched the palace servants carry the plum vase from the Ru Kiln into the cage, then tilted her body and introduced to Xing Zhao: "What can I say to Mr. Wei Ping? She is in charge of the Sixth Division. It’s in charge of the expenses of the East Sixth Palace.” As he spoke, he pouted westward: “I’m not sure about the other end, the general came here and asked me how to calculate Yingyi’s salary and fiefdom? It’s the receiving warehouse. Well, it's better to send it to Yingyi as usual. If it can't be sent directly to Yingyi, should it be handed over to Fengyi Hall or Cihe Palace? She put her mind on the bright side and took it to me. Come on, do you think I can't see it?"

The owner's family has entered the temple to clean up, and they have money in their hands. Can they buy joss sticks or paper money?
This palace man looked dignified and dignified, and it was a clever idea to answer the questions. If the salary and the fief had been put into the treasury, then there would really be no chance to come out again.
"Then how did you come back?" Xing Zhao leaned out with a smile, and put Wan Lian on the table.

The clear water in the bowl of lotus will submerge the green leaves, and the pink lotus floats on it, trying to drift with the current, but unfortunately there are still roots underneath.

"I asked her to ask Eunuch Xiang. I don't care about such big matters. I'm just responsible for packing Yingyi's luggage." Queen Fang got up, and Jiang Mingying hurried up to help her, and accompanied her to look through the things in the cage. Dongxi continued to speak while looking at it: "Let's leave at dusk today, the days are tight, the letter handed over from Dajue Temple has already tidied up a wing room facing south, bedding and monk clothes are all available, since Cihe Palace has been feeling unwell recently, so I have to settle all expenses for food and clothing."

After Empress Dowager Gu left that day, she never went to the gate of Fengyi Hall again.The emperor went to the Palace of Compassion and Harmony, and heard from the palace people that Empress Dowager Gu cried hard, tugging at the emperor's sleeves and screaming, the emperor couldn't stand it, so he resigned and came to Fengyi Hall.

"I am a son, I am an elder brother, but I am also the emperor of Great Zhou"

There was a lot of noise in the Hall of Fengyi, and this sentence suddenly popped up in Empress Fang's mind, holding candles in the middle of the night, the emperor was wearing an old gown on his shoulders, lying on his back on the wisteria wooden couch in the side room of the Hall of Fengyi, closing his eyes. Focus on, gently, and meaningfully say these words.

The order of the three identities should be that the emperor comes first.

First the emperor, then the son, the elder brother, and the husband.

"Yingyi's matter is so absurd. I asked the secret guards to go down and investigate. After turning over and over again, I could only find out that the eldest princess's courtyard in Yingcheng had a close relationship with Liang Pinggong. I also found out that Yingyi was in Before marriage, she had frequent contacts with Feng Andong. She even set up a house in a green alley on the outskirts of the city. After asking around, she found out that she and a man would still go there from time to time. There are still doubts and flaws in this matter. Wait for the news of the secret guard and Liang Pinggong's confession when he returned to Beijing for interrogation, and then make the final conclusion. Let Yingyi move out first, so that the mother can think about it, if... if it is true."

Empress Fang remembered very clearly what kind of tone the emperor used to say such things-intermittently, ashamed to speak, but as if the boat was sinking, Jing Ke broke his arm.

At the end of the conversation, a long sigh replaced what he said later. If the matter was true, he probably wouldn't begrudge a bowl of soup, would he?
When did that soft-hearted and silent man grow into such an emperor?

In order to prevent Empress Dowager Gu from making a fuss by taking advantage of the opportunity, the matter has not been fully investigated yet, yet she was so determined to remove Ying Yi first, and then make plans.

I don't know whether it's sadness or joy in my heart, neither the joy of the success of the scheme, but also the hypocritical sadness of the rabbit's death and the fox's sorrow. Queen Fang froze for a moment, and smiled secretly. The ability to have seven emotions and six desires is now confused by the planned ending.
"Aunt. Aunt?"

It was the little lady who was calling her softly. Empress Fang smiled at her eyebrows and nodded, expressing that she was waiting for the little lady to speak later.

Xing Zhao thought about it, and the words turned around a few times, and finally stood on tiptoe, and whispered in Queen Fang's ear: "Liang Pinggong was escorted back by General Qin? Or was it escorted by Uncle in the old department in the northwest?" Coming back? From the northwest to Dingjing, you can reach Dingjing in one day and one night, but if you bring a heavy supply of food and grass, and escort people, then you can’t get there in three or four days?

In all fairness, Xing Zhao didn't care whether Liang Pinggong was dead or alive, and even wished to take a soft knife to cut Liang Pinggong's flesh himself.

But if his life and death are related to the fate of others, Xing Zhao can't help but think about it a little bit.

Empress Fang frowned suddenly, and the emperor ordered Liang Pinggong to be escorted back to Beijing. The word "escort" is very interesting. It is too heavy to use escort, and it is too light to recall. Escort, of course, is accompanied by others When Liang Pinggong returned to Beijing, he was not only an escort, but also a prisoner.

This other person, of course, refers to Qin Boling's subordinates, firstly, to avoid suspicion, and secondly, because he is worried about letting Fang Qi escort Liang Pinggong back.

The grievances between Fang Qi and Liang Pinggong, the emperor knew very well in his heart, Liang Pinggong fabricated a rumor to frame Fang Qi, and Fang Qi held Liang Pinggong's criminal evidence in his hand, if something happened to Liang Pinggong on Fang Qi's boundary, Even if Fang Qi jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to wash himself clean.
What Xing Zhao can think of, Fang Qi can't think of it, right?

Empress Fang secretly hated her secrets, so she hurriedly asked Eunuch Lin to come into the palace: "Go to Yuhua Lane to bring a message, and tell Dudu Fang to quickly pick up Mrs. Pingxihou, Brother Huan and Xiaoniang to Beijing Come on, the war in the northwest is about to be decided, and the governor of the right army has no one to take care of him in the Ding capital. The emperor focuses on the big things of the society, so I can only care about the small things between the family and women."

Xing Zhao neatly folded his hands on his knees, knowing that Queen Fang still had something to say.

Queen Fang paused after saying this, and Eunuch Lin paced forward, and Queen Fang lowered her voice: "General Liang is a loyal subject of the emperor, if Fang Dudu is in the northwest and there are old friends, please ask someone to take care of him." , the road from the northwest to Dingjing is long and long, so remember to be careful of wolves, tigers and leopards on the road.”

Eunuch Lin bowed down to promise and went out.

Xing Zhao looked at the back of Eunuch Lin, who could not straighten up because of his slumped waist all year round, and let out a long sigh of relief under the blue sky.Floating life is like a dream, and the south wind is calm. Even if the waist can no longer be straightened, people will struggle to live. No matter whether they are humble or noble, they all want to live farther, longer and better.

But some people still have the bottom line and conscience, while some people are completely crazy in the struggle. They don't blame the world, but follow their hearts.

At noon, when Xing Zhao was sitting cross-legged on the kang, scooping soup with a silver spoon in his hand, Empress Fang sat upright and listened to Jiang Mingying proofreading the contents of the booklet. Sitting upright and listening to Liu Si's report, when Xing Zhao was paralyzed on the warm couch and sipping with cheese in his hand, Empress Fang was sitting upright and told the palace people to be careful in their words and deeds.

Xingzhao wanted to hold the booklets to share the worries of Queen Fang, but Queen Fang kept quarreling with her: "After you get married and become a mistress, you can hold these account books for decades, so why panic now!"

When Xingzhao wanted to instruct the palace people in the Guiyi Pavilion again, Empress Fang yelled at her again: "Is there nothing to do? Go and learn the inscription twice more. If Mr. Chang sues you, I will not agree with you." You beg."

Xing Zhao was so quarreled that her nose was not her nose, and her eyes were not her eyes. Empress Fang's desire to isolate her from these trivial matters was clearly revealed, and she also understood that she wanted to protect her firmly.But in her previous life, she was brought up like this to be an arrogant and willful dandy.
Xing Zhao was so sad that he followed Queen Fang step by step and listened to what she said and did. He would bring tea and water from time to time, and sweetly asked Queen Fang: "...you have a taste of this honey pear The water moistens the throat very much!", she raised her face again, holding a plate of snacks with a smile on her face, Queen Fang didn't take the snacks to eat, so she kept holding them, Queen Fang was so troubled by Xing Zhao, she couldn't help it, and Unable to get angry, Zuo Zuo was willing to sit down and have a rest and drink tea.

Xing Zhao looked at Queen Fang's dignified appearance, not daring to lean back on the back of the chair even when she sat down to rest, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, not everyone can sit on this queen.Take a look at Mrs. Gu, begging for this seat by force, but in the end, she has exhausted her blessings, and she has such a son and daughter.

As dusk fell, the green curtain car was waiting at the gate of Yiqiu Palace, and two palace servants came out with Ying Yi, one on the left and the other on the right. Empress Fang raised her chin, leaning on the railing in the verandah, watching quietly.Xing Zhao followed behind, his eyes flickering, and he also quietly looked at the pale and frail woman who could only walk with her whole body leaning on the palace man.

It's not that I'm unhappy, but it seems that apart from being happy, there is also a sense of inadequacy.

The little lady leaned towards Empress Fang with her head lowered, only slightly flickering eyelashes and tightly pursed lips could be seen.

Far away, there are only a few words and short words.

Clear water walls, vermilion lacquer, deep grass, and winding paths, Queen Fang and Xing Zhao are like a pair of mother and daughter relying on each other, the silent time is short and long.

"Let's go."

The green curtained car gradually drifted away, along the narrow and quiet palace road, and gradually turned into a small dot in the silent night. Empress Fang gently embraced the little lady, and repeated in a low voice: "Let's go, let's go back." Home."

Xingzhao blinked his eyes and was about to speak, but he caught a glimpse of Jiang Mingying walking in hastily from the corner of his eye. After a while, he heard Jiang Mingying's hasty and hasty words: "General Liang was plotted against in the Shanxi mansion. Life and death are unknown. Judging from the situation, it should be the black hands of the Tartars."

　Let’s change it tomorrow~ Everyone, the cervical spine hurts so much, and I have to rush to report~ Death doesn’t necessarily mean Yingyi~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)