In his previous life, Su Duhan lost his words after drinking, and mentioned the death of the emperor's grandfather. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Murong Wei asked, Su Duhan couldn't justify himself, and flicked his sleeves and said angrily: "In the first battle back then, you didn't want to push it on my head, you didn't calculate, how old I was at that time." ”

Covering up his weakness with anger, Murong Wei was well aware of his little habits, and she always had doubts in her heart.

When the emperor's grandfather died, Su Duhan was in his infancy, but the descendants of the remnants of the Great Zhou Dynasty did not know where to hide in the flames, and they wanted to restore the former glory of the Great Zhou.

I don't know that it was their forces that infiltrated the palace and tampered with the sand table, causing the imperial grandmother to make a wrong judgment, and finally led to the death of the imperial grandfather.

In my last life, this question was entangled in my mind and I couldn't find the answer. Reliving a lifetime, Murong Wei was in a hurry to check the sand table of Barrier Sun City, but found that it had already been artificially destroyed.

On the huge white jade base, there is only untreated loose sand, and after a long time, thick dust has fallen, and no trace of the past sand table can be found.

Murong Wei's hand patted lightly on the carved table, with infinite annoyance: "The traces of scattered sand have been scattered for a long time, and the palace is so free to enter and exit the palace, how do the palace guards act as errands?

Xia Yu's face turned from red to white, overturning the color shop, although Murong Wei's words were not about him, it was like a slap in his face.

He also bears the name of the palace guards, eats the food of the palace guards, and knows that the guards are lazy, but often excuses them.

Over the years, the imperial court has set its sights on the border, relying on force, and gradually formed the trend of the Three Kingdoms, and the safety of the harem is not as good as before.

A few days ago, Emperor Chongming was summoned in the imperial study, which is also the meaning. He couldn't say anything about the forbidden army, but Jin Wuwei, who was holding it in his hand, should be put in order.

Xia Yuzhi hugged his fist and said in a deep voice: "What Ah Wei taught is that the third brother knows what to do. ”

"I don't believe that these people's hands can reach into the military headquarters. Murong Wei sneered slightly, a cold glint appeared in her eyes, like ice crystals.

The military department has always been in the hands of his uncle, and since his uncle is willing to respect his father, he will never allow the forces of traitors to infiltrate the military department. Thinking of such a vague uncle's voice, Murong Wei felt infinitely grateful and apologetic.

"Third brother, the military department must have a pattern of the sand table of the year, you go and copy one, and put it in this Rentai Palace, I want to check what the reason for that defeat was back then. ”

Not only to see it for yourself, but also to show it to the imperial grandmother. I feel more and more that the battle back then was not due to the negligence of the emperor's grandmother, but to man-made.

This thought had been circling in Murong Wei's heart for a long time, and because the sand table was destroyed, she believed in her own inference, word by word, clearly.

"You, you said, the sand table was altered back then, so it was destroyed again?" Xia Yu's heart was shocked one after another, collaborating with the enemy, betraying the country, killing the king, and a series of thoughts came up one after another, so fast that he couldn't catch anything.

"Yes, I suspect that there was another cause for the death of the emperor's grandfather", Murong Wei stood with her hands in her hands, and on her sideburns, which were as thick as ink clouds, Jin Fengbu trembled and moved.

"Ah Wei", Xia Yuzhi's voice was low but powerful, "If this is the case, the third brother will accompany you to investigate thoroughly, no matter who wants to move Xixia, you must ask the Xia family if they agree." ”

At that moment, Xia Yu's posture was as tall as a pine, and her perseverance was like a mountain, this kind of trust that did not ask for reasons and was not mixed with selfishness made Murong Wei's heart warm and inexplicably calmed down.

"Luo Nayan's sister has not been found yet, and I don't know if anyone is staying in the capital. She is also a girl's family, and it is not good to ask the people of the Five Cities Terracotta Division to look for people everywhere with portraits. Xia Yuzhi remembered that Luo Nayan, who had entered the palace with his grandmother, was busy telling Murong Wei about the search.

In his previous life, Ronyan came and went just alone, and he didn't find his sister at all, and I don't know if his sister is still alive in this life.

Murong Wei pondered for a moment, and Fang said: "The plan is in the people, and the success is in the sky, if her sister is still in the world, let's search carefully, with the ability to go out, we will definitely find it sooner or later." ”

The two broke up in the tea hall, and Xia Yuzhi watched Murong Wei's back drift away, before turning around silently.

There was no need to ask for peace for days, Murong Wei remembered the words of the emperor's grandmother that day, and folded fresh red plums every day and sent them to Shoukang Palace.

Sometimes I made an appointment with the second sister, and sometimes I chose two branches and took them in a bottle.

The old lady had been living for three days in a row, and when she saw Murong Wei coming with another bouquet of flowers early in the morning, she first showed a smile from the bottom of her heart, and her kind smile was like a blooming plum blossom, warm in Murong Wei's heart.

The old lady said to Murong Wei: "Your grandmother administers needles every day and takes Luo Nayan's medicine, and she has been in good spirits for the past two days. I slept soundly without incense, and I haven't woken up yet. ”

Murong Wei knew that in order to take care of the imperial grandmother, the old lady had set up a bed next to the imperial grandmother's couch in the past few days, and the two ate and slept together, watching the imperial grandmother administering needles and the imperial grandmother taking medicine.

No matter how tough the old lady's body is, he is also an old man. Looking at her with white hair, Murong Wei was grateful, and Ying Ying bowed, tears in her eyes. Afraid that the old lady would be uncomfortable, Murong Wei raised her head slightly and placed the vase on a high place.

The old lady saw that she took her hand and patted her twice to show comfort.

The old lady's hands are different from the soft and delicate of the emperor's grandmother or queen mother, but the bones are distinct, and the fingertips have thick calluses, with an obvious roughness.

In my impression, this was the first time that the old lady took the initiative to shake her hand, but it was such a rough feeling that made Murong Wei's heart feel at ease.

Murong Wei went inside and looked at the sleeping face of the imperial grandmother, it was really peaceful and natural, the white hair exposed on the pillow slightly covered the eyes of the imperial grandmother, she carefully pulled the white hair away, and then tucked the quilt for the imperial grandmother, and quietly withdrew.

When I returned to the Bright Wei Palace, I changed into a home-style warm orange grape pattern jacket and a blue floral skirt. Murong Wei asked Yingluo to break up her hair, comb her two braids behind her head, and hairpin a few freshly picked plums, dressing more and more simple and plain.

After tidying up, he cleaned his hands again, and ordered Yingluo to take the "Chronicles of the Great Zhou", and Murong Wei leaned on the big kang near the window and opened it again.

Yingluo was secretly surprised, but in a few days, the princess's style and temperament were very different from before. She has a stable temperament, and she doesn't ask what she shouldn't ask, but silently brews the shengpu that Murong Wei loves to drink these days and brings it to the kang table.

Seeing that there was no one else in the hall, thinking that she hadn't had a good word with Yingluo, Murong Wei closed the book first, raised her eyes and asked her, "Are all the injuries on your body healed?"

Yingluo's face was white and quiet, and she lowered her eyelids and bent her knees and replied: "Thank you princess for the medicine, it's already well, you don't have to rest anymore." ”