In the twenty-fourth year of Jianye, after the Chongyang Festival, it continued to rain for half a month, and the capital in the twilight of autumn was even more cold and gloomy, and the withered leaves were wet by the rain, and they were broken little by little along the lines, buried in the mud, and no trace could be found. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before dawn, the huge capital was silent, only the scattered hawkers on the street opened the door panels, stretched out the yawn twice, slowly set up the shop, and made breakfast.

As everyone knows, at this time, the palace is dressed up in a new way, and the palace people are all happy, wearing red brocades, shuttling back and forth, although it seems to be lively, but the movements in the hands are extremely light, telling the royal rules.

And Shangyang Palace, located in the West Garden of the Imperial City, is as plain as usual in comparison. The palace people who kept vigil outside the Ruihe Hall still stood under the corridor in a regular manner, and there was no sound, only the palace maids who sprinkled and swept back and forth lightly, Rao was like this, still worried about disturbing the sleeping people in the hall.

Compared with the outside of the hall, the hall is even more empty, the temple door side pushes open a crack, the rich sandalwood wrapped in the warmth of the earth dragon hits the face, a glance away, the furnishings are simple and solemn, the layers of bright yellow veils are especially dark under the shadow of the lamp, like a heavy haze, tightly covering the hall, making people not perceive the slightest anger belonging to people.

The vermilion lacquer and gold carved eaves at the end of the veil also hung down the double curtain, and after a moment of silence, the person behind the curtain seemed to be turning over with difficulty, and then there was a slightly hoarse coughing sound.

The palace people who were waiting outside the hall hurriedly rushed in, and the palace people in charge stepped forward softly, carefully pulled up the bed curtain and hung it on the phoenix tail gold pattern hook, knelt on the foot pedal in a regular manner, and slowly helped the old woman on the bed to sit up, and then took the hot kerchief that Xiao Gong'e had just twisted, and respectfully handed it to his eyebrows.

The old woman's wrinkled hand slowly took the handkerchief and cleaned her face, and her cloudy eyes raised slightly, "What time is it?"

The palace man in charge of the affairs respectfully lowered his eyebrows and said: "Back to the Queen Mother, it has just passed three o'clock." ”

The old woman's expression was slightly embarrassed, her eyes were full of despair and loss, and she had a dream, dreaming of the former Gu Yanling, the delicate and wanton noblewoman in the capital, Gu Yanling.

However, now, the corners of her mouth sank slightly, and she slowly raised her head and glanced at the palace in front of her, the people in front of her, and then slowly looked at her wrinkled hands like old trees, and the pair of legs that were no longer conscious and could no longer stand up. The corners of his mouth gradually soaked in a smile, but it was gloomy and cold. However, now she is in the name of recuperation, imprisoned in the Daxing Palace, lame Queen Mother.

Who would have thought that she Gu Yanling was for the country and the family, and she had been in the dynasty for 17 years, and she saw Daxing enter a new prosperous era, but she fell into such a situation.

With a light vegetarian meal, Empress Dowager Gu sat in a wheelchair, her fingertips touched the lines of the carved dragon on the armrest, and for no reason, she curled up her hand, frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Go to the Buddha Hall." ”

The person in charge of the palace carefully pushed the Empress Dowager Gu into the Buddha hall, compared with the dormitory, the sandalwood fragrance of the Buddha hall was much stronger, and when the wheelchair stopped in front of the Buddha case, the person in charge of the palace stepped forward softly to make incense for the Empress Dowager Gu, and saluted in the incense burner, and then retreated in a regular manner, and closed the door lightly.

The silence in the Buddhist hall allowed Empress Dowager Gu to hear her own turbid breathing, and she gently looked up at Guanyin who was offering behind the Buddha case, and was looking at her with compassion at the moment.

Yes, she has been worshipping the Buddha for half her life, and now she is not even qualified to kneel and worship the Buddha shrine, even if she has the name of the Queen Mother above 10,000 people?

Her life turned out to be a joke.

Empress Dowager Gu strongly suppressed the burning hatred in her chest, took a deep breath, and groped out one hundred and eight phoenix-eyed Bodhi Buddha beads from her wrist, and the Hetian Qingyu embedded in the Buddha beads crossed her fingertips with a trace of coldness, Empress Dowager Gu closed her eyes lightly, and every time she moved one, she wanted to calm down.

However, there was silence for half a pillar of incense, and there was a sound of broken footsteps at the door, and soon, the door of the Buddhist hall was carefully pushed open, and the Empress Dowager Gu seemed to have not heard it, still closed her eyes, and the movements in her hands were not affected at all, only to see the palace people in charge of the palace with a sad face, hesitantly stepped forward, carefully raised her eyes and looked at the face of the Empress Dowager Gu, wandering, and finally said: "Empress Dowager, the princess of Qianhe Gongxi just came to speak." ”

Empress Dowager Gu's hand paused slightly, and the person in charge of the palace frowned, still embarrassed: "The Holy Lord ordered the slave and maid to go." ”

When the words fell, Empress Dowager Gu lost her mind slightly, her hand tightened, and she almost tore off the Buddha bead bracelet, and her drooping eyelids opened slightly, looking at Guanyin in front of her and said slowly: "What's the matter?"

The person in charge of the palace was slightly twisted in his hand, and Rao was hidden under the sleeve, and he was still noticed by the Empress Dowager Gu.

"Today's ......"

The person in charge of the palace finally said cautiously: "Today's birthday of Cining Palace, the saint amnesty the world, ordered a palace banquet for 12 days, Fang Caiqian and the palace said that there are not enough people in the palace, and the slaves and maids are ......."

The person in charge of the palace didn't dare to say any more, because although the Empress Dowager Gu in front of her was as pale as usual, her eyes were becoming more and more cold and hard.

Empress Dowager Gu's yellowed nails were the Buddha beads, and there was a hint of coldness on her lips, was it because there was a shortage of manpower in the palace, or was Gu Yanjin worried that she would not be able to feel the glory of being the queen mother and queen mother at the moment? Sister for more than sixty years, she may not be able to see clearly in the past, but under the confinement of the palace ten years ago, she could not understand it anymore.

"Go ahead. ”

Empress Dowager Gu closed her eyes again, as if she had never heard anything, as always, she picked up the Buddha beads, and recited the Buddha words lightly in her mouth.

When the Buddha Hall returned to silence again, the Empress Dowager Gu pulled the Buddha beads in her hand again, but the anger in her chest could no longer subside.

With a "bang", the Empress Dowager Gu threw away the Buddhist beads in her hand in disgust, hit the door hard, and fell again, but the beads scattered all over the place alarmed the palace people waiting outside the door.

Empress Dowager Gu tightly clutched her legs curled up in a wheelchair, and the harder her hands worked, the hatred in her heart became more and more intense, as if she wanted to burn everything to ashes.

Closing his eyes slightly, everything in the past is passing by like a marquee, in the twenty-seventh year of Jiazheng, the thirteen-year-old Dingguo Gong Gu's concubine Yan Ling married Xiao Yan, the ninth son of the emperor, as his wife, for the princess for ten years, for the last twelve years, for the queen mother is now twenty-four years, the first half of his life for the Xie family and the Gu family to marry the royal family, to assist the ninth son of the emperor to ascend the throne, but was snubbed by his husband for a lifetime.

However, she has never disdained these vain honors and favors for the family, and supported her step-son to ascend the throne with her own strength, thinking that she would finally be able to keep the clouds, but just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, she received the news that her father had a sudden stroke, and on the day of her father's stroke, just because Gu Jingzhao, the second master of the Gu family, proposed to climb the rockery to admire the moonlight night, his father accidentally fell, and half a month later, he died suddenly.

As the eldest son of her father, the original title should have been inherited by her son-in-law, but her younger brother became a "crazy child" in the world's mouth due to a high fever at the age of nine.

Everyone knows that the Empress Dowager Gu suddenly learned the bad news, and accidentally fell from the high platform for a while, so that her legs were wasted. The title of Duke of Dingguo also naturally fell on the head of Gu Jingzhao, the second uncle she used to be closest to and most trusted.

Now she still clearly remembers that when she had a miscarriage and was told by the imperial doctor in the palace that she had lost her fertility and was almost desperate, it was Gu Jingzhao who endured her grief, bent her back, fell on the ground, and cried silently and proposed to send her only concubine Gu Yanjin into the palace to support her, at that time she saw the love and heartache of the elders for her in the eyes of this second uncle, which made her think that this was for her and the Gu family's future plans.

But she fought all the favorite concubines in the palace, after all, she made a wedding dress for her, and now Gu Jingzhao's child has become the prince of Dingguo and the first assistant of the cabinet above 10,000 people under one person, Gu Yan Jingui is the emperor's biological mother, and has become the queen mother and queen mother who the world kneels down.

And what about her Gu Yanling?

But he became a fatherless and motherless, and helped others carefully raise his son for half his life, but after all, he was lame and confined in a corner of the palace, but he was a lonely man who was left alone.

To this day, she can't forget that day, it was her good second uncle, her good sister, and her good stepson who was admired by the world for her filial piety, who tried to force the palace and coldly forced her to her current situation.

She hated, hated so much that her body trembled uncontrollably, her nails clenched at the armrests, her yellowed and slightly wrinkled nails suddenly broke, her chest seemed to be holding a breath, and she couldn't help but rampage outward, after all, she couldn't stand it, she coughed violently, and her internal organs were about to be coughed out, until the voice of the roar became hoarse, as if it had been dried up by strong smoke.

After taking a sip of the tea handed over by the palace people, Empress Dowager Gu gradually calmed down, leaned weakly on the wheelchair, closed her eyes, felt the fishy smell in her throat, and Empress Dowager Gu sneered.

She knew she didn't have long to live.

But she was unwilling, even more hateful, hateful, at this moment her heart was like a blunt blow, the stinging pain again and again made her almost out of breath, Rao is broken nails were already soaked in blood, she still tightly clung to the armrest of the wheelchair.

If she went back to the past, she would never raise a son for someone else, spend half her life making a wedding dress for her, and never let her father die, let herself be crippled for half her life, and she would not let the enemy die well!

She wants them to try little by little the pain she has experienced, and let them be humiliated like ants living in the mud!

That night, the bell rang twenty-seven times in the imperial city of Daxing, assisting two generations of emperors, the glory of the half-life Queen Mother, died suddenly in Shangyang Palace, at the age of 59, nicknamed Xiaozheng Zhuang Kang Dun Ren Duan Hui Fu Tiancheng Shengjing Empress Dowager.