Chapter Seventy-Nine: Putting the Ship Lights

Jiang Yu looked at the paper boat lamp on the river in a daze, and did not answer Gu Yu's words. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Gu Yu suddenly seemed to fall into a memory, and said: "When the concubine was alive, she would secretly bring her slaves and maids to Shanglin Yuan to put paper boat lanterns on this day every year. The concubine has an old man who was born today, but four years ago, she also died on this day. The concubine has no way to grieve for him openly, so she can only secretly miss him in this way every year. If he were still alive, he would be exactly twenty-seven years old today. But who would have thought that his birthday would become his death date. ”

Jiang Yu didn't ask her who this old man was, and said lightly on her face: "Put the lights, someone may come here after a long time." ”

Gu Yu squatted down, took out the other paper boat lamp, and lit the candle.

She especially wanted to talk to people today, so she continued to chatter: "It's always like this in this world, good people don't live long, but the scourge is left for thousands of years, and it becomes a ......" She paused, and then began to say again: "What a good person he is, when he died, the concubine was so sad and sick for a long time, and the slave maid never saw her so sad for anyone." Now that the concubine has also gone, I don't know if the two of them can meet when they reach the underworld. ”

Jiang Yu thought that they were destined to be lost, so they were destined to be untouchable.

Gu Yu continued to chatter: "When the concubine didn't enter the palace before, he always hoped that the concubine could give him a gift on his birthday, so he chattered for a long time. The concubine always sent him away by forgetting, in fact, the concubine remembered that the concubine embroidered a purse for him every year on his birthday. But over the years, there have been more than a dozen embroideries, and the concubine has not sent any of them out, all of them are placed in the box. The last one is newly made this year, azure brocade, embroidered with Cangshi Jinsong, the concubine said to line him, stubborn, not knowing how to be flexible, and deserving of being killed. But before the embroidery was half completed, Niangniang encountered an accident. ”

"The slave maid originally wanted to put those purses into the coffin of the mother for the funeral of the mother, but later the slave maid sent the queen to the Yeting Palace, and even the concubine did not go to the funeral, so the purses were thrown in the Ningmo Palace. Later, the slave and maid went back to look for it, but they couldn't find it, and they didn't know that they were taken by the man with unclean hands and feet......"

When she said this, she probably remembered something again, sighed deeply, and didn't say anything more.

Jiang Yu squatted down and helped Gu Yu put the paper boat lamp into the river.

She didn't know if these paper boat lamps could float to the Lechuan River in the underworld, and even if they did, whether he would be reincarnated or not.

If he could see him, she would have something she always wanted to say to him, to say sorry to him......

In the Xuanqing Palace.

Zhu Hong finally finished reporting to Yu Wenhong what he had found out in the Qi King Domain, and then stood there a little thinly.

I don't know if it's because he just returned to the capital, or because he has something on his mind, Zhu Hong's whole person looks a little haggard and absent-minded.

Yuwen Hong originally wanted to ask Zhu Hong again, and asked while looking at the secret fold he handed over, but he didn't hear Zhu Hong's answer for a long time.

Yu Wenhong looked up, only to find that Zhu Hong's whole person was in a trance, and he was really not like the son who had a torch in his eyes and was determined to make a difference.

Yu Wenhong put down the fold in his hand, sighed, and said, "That's it, let's stop here today, what is there to wait for Zhu Qing to rest for two days." ”

Only then did Zhu Hong react, and hurriedly returned to his senses and said to Yu Wenhong: "The emperor forgives the sin." ”

Yu Wenhong walked down from the imperial table, patted Zhu Hong's shoulder gently, and said, "Go back and rest for two days." ”

Zhu Hong's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound.

Yu Wenhong knew what he wanted to say, so he spoke first: "I am very sorry about Concubine Jiang, but the deceased has passed away, and Zhu Qing should not be too sad." ”

Although Zhu Hong had never shown it, Yu Wenhong somewhat guessed that his feelings for Jiang Yu in Ningmo Palace were not ordinary.

He ran errands for him, and when he came back from a few months away, he heard the news that his sweetheart had died for no reason in his palace.

Although he didn't directly ask him to protect the Ningmo Palace, but now that this is the case, how much is that he, the emperor who sent him to do things, is sorry for him.

Zhu Hong stood there silent for a long time, his eyes were like dead branches in winter, ruined and despairing.

He tried for a long time before he finally asked the name: "Jiang ...... How did the concubine die?"

He had a discordant relationship with his family, and after returning to Beijing from the Qi Dynasty, he did not return to Zhu's house, but temporarily stayed in a courtyard in the west of the city, so he didn't immediately know that she had ......

It wasn't until the evening that he inadvertently heard the news from the palace people who were sent out to deliver a message to him, so he entered the palace in such a hurry.

He didn't want to believe that the news was true, obviously he only went to Ningmo Palace to see her when he left Beijing three months ago, and at that time she was still alive, no matter how unbearable the situation was, she could find fun and work hard to live happily.

Why did he return to Beijing again, it is already an eternal separation.

So he wanted to go into the palace to confirm and personally confirm that the news was fake.

But the result was so unpleasant.

Yu Wenhong turned his back and looked at him and said, "I lost my foot and drowned, and I was not in the palace at that time...... But I heard that Concubine Jiang can swim, but the death in the palace is like that, and Concubine Jiang is not a fan in the palace, I guess she probably knew something that others didn't want her to know, so she was poisoned. ”

Zhu Hong asked, "Yes...... The hand of Jing'an Palace?"

She really doesn't have any enemies in the palace, except for Jing'an Palace. Except for Jing'an Palace, he couldn't think of anyone else who would attack Jiang Yu.

She is not the emperor's concubine, and she has no heirs, but she is just an inconsequential concubine in the palace, who else hates her so much.

Yu Wenhong said: "It's not clear. However, Yuwenhong was happy to think in the direction of Jing'an Palace, and said, "But it is not ruled out." Rest assured, I've already had people secretly investigate this matter. ”

As he spoke, his eyes looked a little as if he was thinking about something, and said, "I also hope that Concubine Jiang can live safely and then die." ”

Zhu Hong believed Yu Wenhong's words, so he solemnly bowed his hand to Yu Wenhong again, which was not only grateful, but also a sign of loyalty.

Zhu Hong stayed in the Xuanqing Hall for a while before coming out.

After coming out, he looked in the direction of Ningmo Palace, and his face was gloomy like a rainy day covered with dark clouds.

He walked in that direction until he reached the Imperial Gate.

The palace has not yet given the key, but the foreign minister is not allowed to enter the harem without a will, and the guard at the palace gate stretched out a spear to stop him, and said: "Zhu Gongzi, entering this gate is the harem." ”

Zhu Hong asked, "I just want to go to Shanglin Yuan for a walk, can it be convenient?"

Today is the second day of the fourth month, and if he remembers correctly, today should be the death anniversary of that person.

At this time of year, she would secretly go to Shanglin Yuan to put a river lantern for that person.

The guard shook his head and said, "Please don't embarrass us, Gongzi Zhu." ”

A voice appeared at the right time: "Let Master Zhu in." ”

Zhu Hong followed the voice and looked over, and then saw Wan Smug five steps away.

Wan smirked at him and said, "The palace is strictly forbidden, Master Zhu just walks around Shanglin Yuan, and don't stay too long." ”

Wan Deyi is a close attendant next to Yu Wenhong, his words will naturally be regarded as Yu Wenhong's will, the guards listened and glanced at each other, put away the spear in their hands, and said to Zhu Hong: "Zhu Gongzi, I offended just now." ”

Zhu Hong thanked Wan proudly: "Thank you for your accommodating." ”

Wan smirked at him and nodded, and did not speak again.