Inheritance policy

Chapter 291

Extra Story? Fang Li vs. Zhou Heng ([-])

Before dying, what was Zhou Heng thinking about?

He was lying on the soft and thin warm couch, the warm couch was a bit short, his feet were hanging in the air without accident, there was a "buzzing" around his ears, he tried to open his eyes wide, but he still couldn't tell the difference between the carved beams. Is it a unicorn or a lion carved on the painted wall? It is probably a unicorn. Lions can't fly, so how can they be painted in the sky.

When a person is about to die, his eyes are full of white light, his description is blurred, and his mind is in chaos, as if he wants to figure out something, but he lets the thoughts gallop through his mind, but he can't catch anything.

Wait, what's his name?

Others call him the emperor, his surname is Huang?

No, no, he seems to be surnamed Zhou, the territory of the Great Zhou, he is the master of the territory of the Great Zhou, he is the son of heaven who upholds the destiny...

Oh, his name is Zhou Heng, not the emperor. His mother, the Empress Dowager Gu who is now paralyzed in bed, often followed him, calling him softly, "Aheng...Aheng, can you Run slowly! There are many stones on the road, knock carefully!"

His mother was such a woman.

Beautiful, small, trembling in doing things, submissive, but has always regarded him as a treasure - as the most eye-catching jewel in her jewelry box, she would not take it out and wear it in ordinary times, only to worship the heavens and ancestors , New Year’s Eve family dinner, he can match it on his mother’s skirt and hair accessories, together with those sets of emerald head and pearl earrings that are not too good in appearance, they all exist just to set off the beauty of his mother .

His mother, Gu Jieyu, undoubtedly loved him, because without him, Gu Jieyu seemed to have no way to gain a foothold in the inner palace from now on.

Is beauty important?

It's important, but what's the use if it's only beautiful?
The women in the palace are like flowers that bloom in four seasons. In spring, there are winter jasmine, narcissus, daphne, calendula, and asparagus; Peacock Chrysanthemum, Phlox, Plum Blossom, Begonia, Red Leaf Plum in winter...

I like big and small ones, plain ones, single-petaled ones and double-petaled ones, you can choose whatever you want.

So, in the palace, with good looks, one must also have a good father.

Just like the candidates who entered Beijing to rush for the exam have a lot of knowledge but no ink and inkstone, no matter how well you answer the papers, others will only laugh at you for using a penny of light ink to make up for it.

It's a pity that Gu's has nothing but a beautiful appearance.

Oh, no, there is also him, and his son is worth showing off.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, there is nothing to publicize. He is just the second son, and he is the second son of a humble mother.

The second son of the emperor, the second son of the emperor who is three years younger than the son of the Empress Yuan.

To be honest, second is really an extremely embarrassing word, second is second, and if you follow it down, who else can people remember besides someone who is respected and honored?
Unfortunately, the elder who was in front of him carried the honorable man on his shoulders.

After the conclusion of the truth, others had to say flatteringly, "The crown prince has the style of the emperor when he was young, and he has no omissions, and he is respected by the superior and gentle by the subordinate. It is really my great fortune, great luck!"

Move your eyes to the lower part of the prince and think about it, "The second prince is quite strong, so that's good!"

What is it?

Aside from his strong body, he can't even boast of the slightest benefit?

He was still young at that time, so he was very happy just like that—at least like this, he forcibly overwhelmed the prince, probably because he was burdened with too many blessings, but some people's lives were a bit weak, and they didn't have this life to enjoy, That end is long, and naturally this end is short.

The prince has always been in poor health, and he took medicine for seven or eight days out of ten. He Gong, his nose and eyes are filled with the smell of medicine. He is young, looking up at the carved beams and painted walls, it seems that there is a cloud of dark brown mist with the smell of Panax notoginseng, cassia seed and Codonopsis pilosula.

It seemed to be a dead breath that couldn't be waved away.

Every time he returned from Taihe Palace to Changle Palace in the west, his mother and concubine Gu always stretched her neck and sniffed him, smelling the smell of medicine, and smiled secretly as if she got what she wanted. , Every time at this time, I would stretch out my hand to embrace him, hold him in my arms, and carefully whispered into his ear, "...When he dies, it will be our mother's. What mother do you want?" The concubine will give it to you... He is a sick tuberculosis, a sick child, what great use can he have, why hasn't Lord Yan accepted him... But there is no rush, let's spend it slowly, one day can't be done, wait for two days, it's finally Can wait until his feet are turned up, and follow his dead ghost mother down."

Everything is theirs now?
Can the Fang Hetian jade seal on the prince's desk also be his?
He told this question to his concubine mother. Concubine mother smiled happily with her handkerchief in her hand, and her eyes scolded him like silk, "How can a seal be so happy for such a small person? Not only a seal, but also a seal." Harmony Palace, the entire inner palace is yours."

Thinking about it now, the imperial concubine's eyesight is really not very good, the whole inner palace belongs to him?What does he want the inner palace to do?The mother and concubine's eyes have never been able to see the world, so naturally the means of teaching him are also locked in the privacy of the back house.

At that time, I was still very excited for a long time, just for that seal.

He really doesn't like this elder brother, even though this elder brother has never treated him badly, and even told him which text the husband wants them to memorize first, but he just doesn't like him, about Because he heard Mr. Jiaoxi talking to the prince like this outside the corridor of the Taihe Palace, "You are the prince, the elder brother, and the son of the middle palace. You are the one who will inherit the great cause of the country. There is no way to compare the outstanding mother and concubine with you, there is no need to suppress him, just treat him better, don't worry too much."

He was ignorant and didn't understand the meaning, but after turning the words to the concubine mother, the concubine mother was so angry that she didn't even eat food that night, and taught him with tears, "He didn't take you seriously at all! You In his eyes, it's like a dispensable thing, worse than Eunuch Lin and Manager Bai!"

The concubine mother has lived for so long, what she hates the most is not bullying and oppression, but dispensable things.

You see others as opponents who can fight to the death, but others see you as insignificant objects.

He couldn't understand the anger of the concubine mother at that time, but the concubine's anger was contagious to him, and the hatred and inexplicable rejection of the prince was also passed on to him, but no matter how much he didn't like the prince, he was not so cruel that he wanted the prince's life .

But his mother, who had always been cautious, acted and spoke tremblingly, and almost died crying when she gave birth to her younger brother, dared to put catkins in the prince's pillow.

The prince died in front of his eyes.

One face was flushed red, one hand was stuck under the neck, and the other was waving on the top of the head. Both eyes were red, the whites of the eyes were red, and the eyeballs were bloodshot.

"Peppermint sachet...sachet..."

He begged him for help with such difficulty, his eyes moved down to the small wooden case three steps away, on which was a delicately embroidered apricot-colored sachet.

It was noon, and there was no one else in the Taixue Zhai except the two brothers who stayed behind Wenshu, the prince sent all the people around him out of the room.

He moved his eyes away from the sachet, stared at the prince as if nothing had happened, then packed the book bag calmly, and packed all his things that were embroidered with the word "Heng" one by one. He looked at his elder brother and said a word softly.

"Brother, take it yourself, it's not far anyway."

After one word, he withdrew.

Then the crown prince died, and then the first emperor completely collapsed, and then...then he became the crown prince, and moved into the Taihe Palace from Changle Palace in the west, and changed into the eight-clawed dragon pattern uniform.

Then, he lived in a dark nightmare all his life, and never saw the light again.

Just like this nightmare.

The eyelids drooped once in a while, and the past was slowly passing by like a shadow puppet show. When thinking of the prince's red eyes that seemed to be bleeding, his brain seemed to be slowly waking up. It was so viscous and penetrating, Zhou Heng moved, his back was covered with sweat, his palms were also covered with sweat, his mouth was dry but his left chest was beating so fast that he couldn't curl his fist anymore, One hand can only be paralyzed stiffly on the warm couch.

wrong…

wrong!

Someone is going to kill him!
Zhou Heng opened his mouth with difficulty, but found that there was no sound coming out of his throat. He tried to open his eyes wide in a daze. There was a white light in front of him. He blinked with all his strength, and when he opened it again, the white light finally dissipated. .

"Ah... ah... ah——!"

Every time he opened his mouth, the sound stopped abruptly, and he couldn't make a sound anymore. Zhou Heng suddenly panicked, opened his mouth wide, and the voice seemed to come from his chest, with an extremely secretive but panicked meaning.

"Ah... come... come... come here..."

After saying a word, Zhou Heng's chest twitched, followed by colic pain spreading from the bottom to the top of the body. The severe pain made people wake up, but Zhou Heng thought of four words for no reason.

Back to light.

Is he really going to die! ?

Zhou Heng was gasping for breath in a hurry, propped his hands on the edge of the warm couch, and with all his strength, his hands, arms, neck, chin and lips trembled.

"Tap Tap"

There were hurried footsteps outside.

Zhou Heng put his heart down, and with a "bang", his entire back fell on the warm couch. After all, he was old, his back was hit, and even his head began to feel dizzy again. Shaking his head, he saw someone coming slowly with the curtains lifted in his misty eyes, his eyes seemed to be covered with white mist, and he couldn't see clearly even if he turned his head sideways and squinted his eyes.

Wearing a jumpsuit and a hairpin ring, she should be a woman.

The people got closer and closer, and Zhou Heng finally saw who it was.

"The imperial concubine..."

His throat was full of dryness, and his whole body seemed to be burning up immediately, "Call the imperial doctor... let the imperial doctor come here... I... I don't feel well..."

The visitor bent down and lowered his body, as if he was smiling, but when he looked closely, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be raised solemnly.

Zhou Heng wanted to repeat the words again, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he could no longer speak.

He moved his eyes towards the door frame, signaling Concubine Chang to send someone to the imperial hospital to invite the imperial physician.

Someone wanted to kill him, someone poisoned his bowl, someone wanted to murder the emperor!

He was paralyzed on the bed, trying to get up with all his strength, and shouted out the words above, but his throat was stuck in it like a ball of burlap soaked in water, the voice could not be rushed out, but he could not swallow it back .

"The emperor is thirsty?"

Chang Guifei Wang asked softly.

Zhou Heng bit his lip and shook his head desperately.

"Is the emperor cold?"

Wang asked again.

Life and death were at stake, and life was hanging by a thread. Zhou Heng was finally aroused fiercely, and he clenched his hands into fists, "Bang bang bang!"

Concubine Chang Gui seemed to be taken aback, and took a step back in a jerk.

"Please... please... imperial physician..."

After exhausting all his strength, Zhou Heng immediately felt colic all over his body and collapsed on the couch. His eyes seemed to be on fire, but Concubine Chang couldn't understand. Sitting on the left side of the warm couch, the small stool began to gossip with Zhou Heng.

"Your Majesty, you know that King Yu is now almost 25 years old, but he has no son at his knees. You chose the girl from the Hou Min family in Xinzhong after listening to the Queen's empress, but you forgot that I actually liked the girl from the Shi family. What does the Min family have? Okay? People with high births are arrogant and can’t listen to lessons, but I was born in a palace. I have never heard of any nobles, let alone know the rules of etiquette. If you say that I am not a decent mother-in-law, if I don’t want to say it, no The empress can pick anyone who is easy to teach her daughter-in-law a lesson. I admit it, I am not a serious mother-in-law, I am just a concubine, a concubine of humble background, how can I have the qualifications to teach a daughter-in-law of noble birth? "

"You say you trust the empress empress, but you guard the Fang family against everything, and you don't even let her have a son. Say you are cruel to the empress empress, but the empress nods her head for all the big and small things in the palace. That counts."

Zhou Heng rested his hands on his chest, panting for breath.

Concubine Chang's concubine Wang didn't stop talking, and continued to talk, "...but after you let go and return to the west, the queen should not be in charge of the affairs of the palace...I am the biological mother of the second child, and I am the rightful empress dowager If I want to live in Fengyi Palace, I will live in Fengyi Palace, if I want to live in Cihe Palace, I will live in Cihe Palace. Fang, Lu, and Chen all get out of the imperial city! No! Let them all go down to accompany you! You have great respect and affection for the Empress Empress, whoever will die if the Empress Empress is not buried!"

Suddenly, his chest twitched.

Zhou Heng raised his eyes again, and his eyes brightened. The painted railings on the ceiling clearly showed a Pixiu!
Eating but not vomiting, greedy by nature!
About…

He is also dead soon.

Changgui Concubine Wang's enthusiastically planned the future in the near future-of course, this future is the future in which the second child will succeed as the eldest son as he wishes after his death.

His whole body was burning hot, he seemed to see his mother in Wang's body, the heart hidden under his left chest was pounding violently, his concubine, his eldest son, was using his Pampering and pampering drove him to a dead end bit by bit!

Concubine Chang was still talking.

"You said the Empress would say something when she saw me sitting on the table in Fengyi Hall? She would probably raise her head and say something endless..."

The woman's voice filled the ears little by little, like a bunch of little reptiles crawled out of the hole one after another, crawled into the ears, nose, eyes, and then along the hair follicles and nail gaps. Crawl into blood and flesh.

Zhou Heng couldn't hear clearly anymore, there was no white light in front of his eyes, it seemed that there were dots of stars.

In the mist, it seemed that someone was talking to him, and with Wang's desperate voice, he struggled to muster up his energy to listen, but he could only grasp the details in a few words.

"Ah Li, I'm sorry, Ah Li...child...I'm sorry..."

This is Fang Liyu's choked cry. She has always been full of guilt for not having a son under his knees. She is apologizing to him...

Ah Li.

Why are you apologizing?
Obviously I was the one who asked people to put the medicinal soup in your bowl, and I was the one who suppressed the hospital to prevent them from telling you the truth. It was me... I deprived you of the right to be a mother...

Zhou Heng closed his eyes in a daze, and the white light and colors disappeared inch by inch in the mist.

He seemed to be dreaming again.

But this dream didn't haunt him—even, it was the first ray of dawn in his dark life.

His Ali.

Wearing a fiery red wedding dress, her upper body sat straight and straight in the middle of the marriage bed, but her feet were hidden under the red skirt, shaking one after another.

He originally thought that this was another boring and dignified woman from a family—she was indeed a daughter of a noble family, the eldest daughter of the Fang family, her father was a veteran with a reputation in the Northwest, her brother was a rookie with a long history, and her family was well-connected and high-ranking. Weight, this is the second extremely precise and correct decision that the late emperor made for him after forbidding him to meet with his concubine Gu.

Teenager's love always comes without thinking.

He hadn't even lifted the hijab, but just because Fang Li was tired of sitting on the marriage bed for a long time, and his legs were dangling in boredom, he had an infinite affection for this noble wife.

It's a pity that she never failed his favor.

She was in charge of the Taihe Palace for him, and resolutely dispatched the servants and nuns who had always been hypocritical and submissive among the six divisions. She added fragrance to his red sleeves, and held the lamp beside him at night. She sewed clothes for him and put them on quickly for him …

She did her part so well, both with duty and with affection.

But what about him?
Let her face the torment and tit-for-tat of the Empress Dowager Gu, let her alone face those servants in the palace with ulterior motives, let her face the suspicion and suspicion of others alone.

"...You are not from a high family background, but she has been a girl from the sky since she was a child, a girl from a noble family, a girl from a noble family, these three, I have seen enough of these three in the past few decades in this palace, and none of them are good. Thing, respect you with your mouth and respect you, no matter how prominent you are, people will kick you and kick you in their hearts, and they will despise you without ambiguity. The most fearful thing is this kind of virtuous face, Behind your back, you are a great person."

Empress Dowager Gu said so, she said that she was afraid that he would not be able to grasp Fang Li, but in her heart?

Fang Li's aristocratic daughter's breath is too strong, almost in an instant, it reminds Gu of the Empress Yuan who made the emperor's affection deeply rooted, the same daughter of the family, the same vigorous and resolute, the same virtuous and virtuous, In the Daxi main hall, Gu's heart was startled, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Empress Dowager Gu was afraid that he would not be able to control Ah Li, so she was even more afraid that she would not be able to control this daughter-in-law.

Frustrate its edge and set up its majesty.

The ensuing difficulties and reproaches, the beauties sent one after another, and the ridicule and provocation in the public, all mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are natural enemies, this couple is no exception, all the ways mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the world make things difficult , Empress Dowager Gu used them all, and even blue came out better than blue.

He thought Ah Li couldn't bear it.

The women in the Northwest are strong and powerful, and he is even afraid that Ah Li will have a confrontation with Queen Mother Gu, even in his private heart, he is secretly looking forward to it, expecting it contradictoryly, and he can't tell what kind of emotion and mentality it is.

In front of Ah Li, he looked up to her for her extraordinary ability, her clean and orthodox family background, and her upright and straightforward style, as if he was cowering in a corner, looking up at the person he wanted to be.

But he can't look up to her.

In private, he is a husband, he is a man, and he is the leader. In public, he is the emperor, he is the son of heaven, and he is the emperor who promises everything.

How could he look up to his wife?

She must make a mistake, and she must let him see that everyone is crippled, no one is perfect, and the moon is crippled. Why is he alone in this world living in a dark nightmare, why is he alone in this world? With a shame that can never be shaken off.

That's why the word "unfortunate" came into being.

It's a pity that she never failed his touch and expectations.

After a year of turmoil in the Ding capital, it has finally calmed down. If the nobles in the capital want to seize power, how can they make a dangerous move without the support of soldiers and horses?

After the imperial power was stabilized, he didn't have to run around like a headless chicken after all.

Looking at Ah Li again, one will think of the group of brave cavalry scattered in Pingxi Pass under the banner of the Fang family army. If Ah Li gave birth to their child, will the Fang family have a more trustworthy emperor at that time? To show support?
He didn't dare to think, but he dared to do it.

The mother concubine did not hesitate to send the prince to the underworld in order to get the Supreme Harmony Palace. He was just planning for a rainy day. He did not kill his flesh and blood with his own hands. This is not murder, this is not blood, right...

"Cough cough cough-"

There seemed to be gravity pressing on the outside of the chest cavity, and another viscous liquid with a fishy smell seemed to be poured into the chest cavity. Zhou Heng jumped up suddenly, coughed several times, and there was a puff of water in the back of his head. The cold air rushed straight up, and the whole body couldn't help shaking and shivering non-stop.

Probably dying.

Concubine Chang Gui looked at him with pity, but Zhou Heng suddenly calmed down, closed his eyes tightly, and pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

Wang sighed inwardly, leaned over, and said softly, "You tell me, the dead are the greatest, and I will definitely remember your last words."

Zhou Heng's complexion was livid, the old man's drooping flesh was still trembling, his lips opened and closed, and then opened and closed again. After repeating this, he finally spoke with great difficulty.

"I...I...I'm sorry...Ah Li..."

Ah Li never failed to live up to his good intentions and expectations.

But he failed her.

There were tears in the corners of the old man's eyes, but it was a pity that the ravines were vertical and horizontal, and the tears were trapped in the extremely deep lines, making it difficult to move forward.

It was finally evened, at the cost of separating Yin and Yang.

After a long, long time, the dynasty has changed, and in the middle of the night, another group of local masters carried Luoyang shovels on their shoulders and a fixed compass in their hands. They crossed the eastern suburbs of the capital, and the leader said, "Today, we men are here to steal Ancient artifacts from the dynasty... This place has good geomantic omen, if it is not the imperial tomb, it must be the old tomb of the princes and generals! There are so many good things!"

Set holes, dig tunnels, dig robbery holes, go through layers, and then lift open the golden nanmu coffin.

"Hey!"

A Tu Fuzi yelled, "Why are there two jade pillows and a corpse! Could it be that corpse has become a rice dumpling!"

The leader knocked on the man's head, "Bah! Zongzi's head! You've seen Zongzi fold his clothes when he pretends to be a dead body!"

The man lowered his head and looked again, my good fellow, next to the complete bone, there is a pile of neatly folded clothes and cloth, probably because of the age, the cloth has turned to ashes, but there are still clothes with colorful borders You can vaguely see a prototype.

"It's still a woman's dress!"

Someone shouted, "Boss! There is a jade pot in the middle of the jade pillow, and it looks pretty good!"

The leader shoveled Luoyang to his back, put on his gloves to avoid the jade pot, and reached out to gently brush the ashes off the vacated jade pillow. When he squinted his eyes, he saw the side of the jade pillow.

A small and exquisite five-petal plum is carved on the side.

　All will be revised tomorrow. For the first time, the daily update will be [-] words, only divided into two chapters, but the actual number of words is four chapters TAT. Ah Yuan not only vomited, but also cried. Hug everyone.

　　
　
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