Inheritance policy

Chapter 136 Dusk

Chapter [-] Dusk

Fengyi Hall is as bright as a pool of clear water, the rosewood furniture is arranged squarely, and the floor-to-ceiling red lacquer pillars are in such a bright color day after day, year after year, Queen Fang lowered her eyebrows First, she could almost see the motes and fluff floating in the bright light.

The emperor leaned dejectedly on the grand master's chair, like a middle-aged man in his prime who was uncertain whether to be a pawn or a cannon.

The dignified queen suddenly felt a little helpless, and she didn't know why she was so happy.

Let's see, let's see, what did the sister you have always protected do, how did your loyal minister disobey you, and how the powerful minister you have been guarding against and fearing is so determined to do this? You defend your territory and shed your blood.

Sarcastic, right?
Ironically, it's still behind.

"I've always thought that San Niang was pampered, but which one of the daughters of the nobles was not raised in the palm of your hand and pampered?"

Empress Fang sighed, and presented the teacup to the emperor with both hands: "Don't feel bitter about the freshly brewed honeysuckle tea. We are no longer compared to the past, and I always think that I am a half-grown young man, full of energy. Now the autumn tiger is drying People, you have to take care of yourself."

The emperor frowned, and after a long while, he leaned over to pick up the tea. He brushed the lid of the tea with sweet white glaze and painted flower and bird patterns. The calyxes were small, and the light green honeysuckle flowers floated quietly on the surface of the water. He took a sip, He couldn't help frowning, and put the teacup on the table with a "cluck".

"I don't want to obey the old, there are always people who want you to obey the old! How old is the second child? The foreign ministers and the family members couldn't hold back anymore. They moved around and speculated without authorization, thinking that they would pull the Fang family down. Two can be in the position? They have the title of minister of the dragon? It is too naive! The bandits and tartars are really teasing me as a fool!"

The throne should not belong to him, but because of the in vain death of the son of Empress Yuan, it fell on him.

Sometimes, when the emperor looked at the bright yellow dragon robe, he would suddenly have doubts, is it really his?Or, after all, someone will put the clothes on the right person.
The Fang family was involved in the conversation, and Empress Fang couldn't open her mouth. Seeing that the topic was getting farther and farther away in an unknown direction, she quickly pulled it back: "The battle in the court has always been life and death. The closest relatives and husbands and wives, I and the emperor Husband and wife have been together for dozens of years, and it’s hard to put it bluntly, but in a gambling shop, someone can stab someone to death for a few taels of petty profit, not to mention the family’s interests for generations to come?”

Empress Fang lowered her head and flicked the tea cover while talking, exhaled lightly, and blew half of it, and said: "General Liang took risks and shaken the country's foundation, and he deserves to die. Sanniang is the emperor's younger sister. The emperor watched her grow up, from such a small and soft little lady, raised a dowry for her, watched her put on a red hijab, and gave her a red make-up. If it is General Liang who shirks his guilt and talks about it, you Give me a bowl of soup and medicine, how can I bear it?"

One day before the emperor officially took Liang Pinggong's official position, others would call him General Liang.

The soft words that aroused the string in the emperor's heart were sometimes a life-saving straw, and sometimes they could become a reminder.

"There is no need to say more about this matter! I have made up my mind!" The emperor hesitated to speak, and finally twitched his tongue a few times, revealing a little meaning: "Whether it is on the bright side or hidden in the dark San Niang is inseparable from this matter! Either the principal culprit, or the accomplice, conspired against the country, and any one of them is a dead letter! Tonight you go to Dajue Temple in person, and the Queen Mother is always on the other side. Keep it a secret, and tell the Palace of Compassion and Harmony after the dust has settled. Otherwise, if the Queen Mother cries and kneels, there is no guarantee that I will not soften my heart."

The words gradually became low, so low that it complemented the atmosphere of the huge main hall, the emperor finally sighed softly, the love between the country and the children, which is more important?In order to prevent the Fang family from forcing the palace and supporting the young emperor to usurp the government, he didn't even let Queen Fang have a son. If there is no legitimate son, it is not justifiable. How could he not understand this truth.

But compared with Jiangshan, what is the right and proper name!
Shit doesn't count!
"If Sanniang has any unfinished wishes, I will try my best to satisfy her! I will choose a distant royal relative's child for her to adopt. Her inscription is still the golden branch and jade leaf of Da Zhou, and she can still enjoy the incense in the world."

The emperor choked with sobs at the end of his speech, and at the end of the sentence, he finally got up and couldn't bear to say any more.

On the high table was a set of flowing water docks, which was specially sent by the Sixth Division in order to please Xingzhao. They took the rockery curtains carved from Helan stone, and carved several knuckle-sized docks with ivory. With a brush, there will be occasional scenes of riding the wind and breaking the waves.

It is possible to ride the wind and waves, but will there be an ending where the sails are directly hung on the clouds to help the sea?
Empress Fang lowered her eyes, smiling half-smile, there should be something, right?Who wouldn't be ruthless, but it's a pity that once the bottom line is crossed, there will be a day to close it.

Ying Yi, did she ever think that when she forced Ah Fu to death with a bottle of medicine, her relatives would one day force her to go to hell with a bowl of medicine.

When eating at noon, Xing Zhao asked her about the morning by gag, so Empress Fang put a box of lotus paste and lotus root in the pastel saucer in front of Xing Zhao, and told her with a smile: ". I am going to pray for the Empress Dowager and chant scriptures. I have been ill for so many days and have not recovered, so the emperor is worried." After speaking, he ordered a bowl of lotus seeds, bamboo fungus, and emerald soup, and explained to her in a soft voice: " Speaking of chanting scriptures, Dajue Temple is the most spiritual one. It may take two or three hours to go back and forth. I am not allowed to go out by myself, even if I am accompanied by Eunuch Lin, and Huan Yi is not allowed to post posts. If I feel bored Now, please invite Huanyi to come over and study and embroider flowers together, that's fine."

After all, they are not allowed to leave the gate of Fengyi Palace.

When Empress Fang went to Dajue Temple, things were finally coming to an end. People coming and going came and went, even the closest ones had to know how to guess and think when speaking.

Xing Zhao pursed his lips and let out a smile, unable to express what it felt like, he simply lowered his eyes to scoop up a spoonful of soup, and bit into a lotus seed. The light green core inside was not cleaned, and it was as bitter as ever It's like the heart is surging up, the heart of the lotus seed, the heart of the two people are connected together, intertwined with each other, and of course the pain will be excruciating if touched lightly.

Mumu chewed a few mouthfuls in a daze, then swallowed slowly, and finally nodded his head a few times.

The sun rises in the east, and the sun sets in the west. Inside Fengyi Hall, the support for travel is quietly prepared. Quietly, everything is naturally simplified.Xing Zhao is painting red on one end, but Jiang Mingying can still hear Jiang Mingying yelling in a low voice: "How cold is the night in August? It's worth wearing a waistcoat? The empress is here to pray for blessings and chant scriptures, not to stay overnight in the winter." Yes!" After reprimanding this place, the voice drifted to another place, "Do you want to bring the incense burner too? Why don't you bring those boxes of sandalwood with you? What? You said you put the sandalwood Into the cage?" The dumbfounded female voice stopped for a while, and then she couldn't take it any longer, she loosened her voice slightly and almost went into a rage: "Go and get it out for me! Who has seen that there is no sandalwood in the Buddhist temple where you pray and chant sutras in the past? Yes!"

Xing Zhao chuckled, and with a shake of his hand, he wrote a stroke of weeping willow vertically.

The little palace people in the outer court were dismissed by Queen Fang because of the previous incident, and the ones left behind by Kai En are now raising their spanked buttocks in the wing room. The perfect Aunt Jiang is like an arrow hanging on a string recently. He shoots at everyone, and shoots all those worthless little palace people who have suffered from bad luck.

Careful in words and deeds, the dignified and steady Aunt Jiang will have no energy to use when meeting submissive little girls with red hair and red eyes. She wants to be severely punished but can't bear it. In the end, you will be forced to get angry again.

There is never a shortage of cute people and things in the world. Xing Zhao tilted his head and looked at the crooked character written by Jiang Cai, smiled, rubbed it up and threw it on the ground, then got off the kang and ran with his wooden clogs Leaning against Empress Fang's side, the little lady's soft voice sounded like a feather was sweeping over her heart.

".You come back earlier. It's cold in Lishan at night. Although you don't need to wear a waistcoat, you should also remember to bring a coat so that you can put it on. Since it is a holy order, someone will support you. You are just following orders. Some people just planted the wrong flowers in the garden, and what they say or do is inappropriate, don't compete with these people, and be careful to make yourself angry enough. "

It was cryptic, but Queen Fang hugged Xingzhao tightly with a smile, and there are still people who care about her!

At dusk, the gate of Dajue Temple on Lishan Mountain in the east of the city is closed, with clear water walls, gray rubble, plain stones laid on the ground, towering pines and cypresses, towering green, rising to the sky, and the cornices are green and green. Buddhist Zen, and bright cinnabar.Morning bells and evening drums, the muffled sound of the drums, shocked the spiritual animals in the forest who didn't know whether they were deer or rabbits, and crushed the moss and fallen leaves on the ground.

It was dusk, and a small cart with green curtains "kicked" its horseshoes and came from a distant mountain road. The gate of the temple opened with a "creak" and was closed tightly again.

This is a place isolated from the world, the old trees are uneven, and the circle of green weeds around the trunk seems to have lost their vitality. Resentment and hatred, even the compassion of the Bodhisattva, can't resolve it. There is no peace and eternity in the usual Buddhist pure land, but it is cold and quiet, which is a bit penetrating.

Empress Fang supported Jiang Mingying's arm and got out of the carriage. The presiding teacher of Dajue Temple had already twirled the Buddhist beads and was waiting in the porch. When you were a concubine, you were still the princess of the Eastern Palace. After a few years, you are now the mother of the world, and the aura of Danyang facing the phoenix is ​​getting stronger and stronger."

"After a long time, the Lord has been in the holy place of Buddhism for a long time, immersed in the scriptures, and naturally has a strong sense of Zen. This palace often lives in the bustling world, so of course it will be more mortal and vulgar, which is human nature."

Empress Fang smiled, and as soon as she finished speaking, she just heard the "dong dong dong" sound of the bell ringing above the Buddhist hall. Bo, "Evening drums and morning bells, today the drums are knocking and the bells are ringing again. How many years has it been since Dajue Temple has been so lively?"

The abbot's eyebrows and eyes are full of compassion, but if the abbot of the royal temple is only compassionate, he will only have bliss early, and he will chant scriptures with the Bodhisattva.

"Princess Yingyi came here a few days ago, but she rang the bell a few times. Unfortunately, she was bleeding profusely, and it was not easy for the princess to go into the Buddha Hall to burn incense." The conversation changed, and she turned away with a smile. Queen Fang please go first: "Does the empress want to burn incense first, or go to see Princess Yingyi first?"

After receiving the letter, the host ordered someone to prepare a table of good vegetarian food and send it to Yingyi's room, and told the cook, "It's a noble princess after all, and the prisoners who were executed at Caishikou could have a good meal the night before."

This is to ask Queen Fang whether to be stained with blood first, or to make atonement first.

"Go to see Princess Yingyi first, and if you have free time later, I will ask for a stick of incense for the Bodhisattva." Queen Fang half smiled, she didn't believe in Buddhism, let alone destiny, where was the Bodhisattva when the poor man was struggling?If it wasn't for the human effort to lay out the situation and set up a trap, would the bad guy who did all kinds of evil with the screwdriver get the punishment he deserved?
No, it won't.

They will have a smooth journey and a prosperous life for the rest of their lives.

Empress Fang folded her bare hands and was invited to the top of the pavilion. Looking back before leaving, she bumped into a stone statue of a Bodhisattva with a compassionate face, holding a clean bottle and smiling between her brows.

Sighing lightly, when she turned her eyes again, her expression was already calm, she pushed her hands suddenly, and the door creaked, Empress Fang raised her chin lightly, and she could see through the white silk veil that was hanging straight down. Lying on the side of the bed, Ying Yi, who is dressed in Tsing Yi and looks graceful, how should I describe Ying Yi today?

What he said euphemistically is the truth, but now it looks more like a radiant peony withered overnight.

th.

The heart is dead, what's the point of being alive?
"Sanniang, I'm here to see you." Empress Fang hooked her hands back, and Jiang Mingying followed step by step with a black lacquer and gold food box, talking and walking in together, stepping on the old wooden board , the decayed voice gradually rose with Queen Fang's afterwords: "Since all the medicines for curing diseases have been fed to the flowers and plants, fortunately the emperor also rewarded me with a bowl of soup medicine - I have to drink it no matter what."

"Fang Li, why do you need to show off your power now? If your sister is dead, you don't count as a win, and I don't count as a loser."

Ying Yi propped his hands behind his back, forced himself up, covered his mouth with a "Keng Keng" and smiled strangely: "I dreamed about Fang Fu last night, she stood there quietly looking at me, looking at me, The eyes, the nose, the mouth, the ears are all bleeding, drop after drop hit there!"

Ying Yi's expression became excited, and he pointed at Queen Fang's standing feet, "It's dripping right there! The blood is bright red, and this board is green and gray, so pretty!"

Empress Fang looked at her indifferently, stood firmly, smiled lightly, and winked at Jiang Mingying, Jiang Mingying hurriedly lowered her head and put the food box on the table, Empress Fang said with a smile: "Why are you pretending to be crazy in front of this palace?" , even if Ah Fu is here, so what? I’m only afraid of you and He Yan, I just wish I didn’t see Ah Fu’s last side.”

"Ghosts are never the scariest thing, but the human heart is."

The words Xing Zhao said suddenly came to Empress Fang's mind, she shook her head slightly invisibly, and raised her eyebrows: "Don't gossip, the emperor's holy order, the empress dowager's acquiescence, He Yan's pain to Liang Pinggong Killer, cut off all your escape routes, these will force you to die. San Niang, do you think you still have a way out?"

The lid on the food box was gently pushed open, and the bright dark brown soup reminded Ying Yi of the arsenic in the bright-glazed official kiln amphora that Fang Fu drank for no reason.

　Let’s make this chapter fat~ I wish everyone next year’s Singles’ Day~ Ah Yuan will take the exam tomorrow, wish me a happy exam by the way!

　　
　
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