16. Northern Qi|He was drunk
Yun Yao stepped forward to support King Lanling and said in a low voice, "King be careful." β
King Lanling gasped roughly, his eyes a little scarlet. The wine jar at his feet rolled a few times, slammed against the pillar, and shattered. The remnants of the liquor spread little by little on the ground, and the room was filled with a slightly drunken aroma.
The red liquor seemed to spread in the faint candlelight.
He remembered the fire and blood that rose to the sky on the battlefield in the past; I thought of those letters that day in Yecheng and burned them clean; There are also the blood stains scattered on the pillow before the mother died; My grandfather died violently in prison and died violently......
The King of the River said lightly: "What if you are wrong? β
Can you ...... again How is it?
King Lanling staggered, his eyes full of pain and sorrow.
"The king, the king?" Yun Yao called softly, stretched out his hand again, and shook it in front of King Lanling's eyes, "Let's go back to the house." There is no one here anymore. The king, the king? β
King Lanling came back to his senses, and his eyes slowly became more focused. He patted Yun Yao's hand and said in a dumb voice, "I'm fine." He staggered two steps forward. He was tall and long-legged, and Yun Yao couldn't catch up with him, so he opened up some distance after a while.
Hurry up and get out of here, leave those things behind, and never think about it again.
The astringent cool breeze blew on the face, and there were faint traces of coldness at the end of the eyes. He raised his hand and pressed it, but it was empty. There was the sound of shredded footsteps behind him, as well as the sound of a woman's shredded breathing. He was shocked, stopped abruptly, and turned around.
Yun Yao slammed straight into his arms, hitting the tip of his nose painfully.
He raised his hand, his fingertips brushing her eyebrows, the tip of her nose, and pressed it on her shoulder. She tilted her head to look at him, her eyes a little surprised and puzzled, but there was no disgust and contempt for ordinary people. Isn't she afraid of herself? King Lanling thought to himself, and carefully touched her eyes again, and then gradually lost his mind in that soft gaze.
Are you drunk?
Probably drunk. He had always been overwhelmed with alcohol, and had just drunk six or seven jars of spirits.
King Lanling laughed lowly, lightly pressed the tip of her nose, and said gently, "Does it hurt?" β
- Ahhh
Yun Yao blinked and said with some uncertainty: "Probably, it doesn't hurt." β
He chuckled lowly, his chest shaking slightly. The gentle scenes from last night came to his mind, and gradually overlapped with the princess in front of him. She looked at him with her eyes open, as if she was a little surprised, and a little girlish shy, but she was not afraid.
The scarlet color in King Lanling's eyes slowly faded, and the extremely depressed depression and chagrin slowly changed to mildness.
"Let's go back." He whispered, squeezing her hand through the hem of his sleeve, "It's getting dark. β
Yun Yao sighed softly, looked at the sky, and sure enough, it was about to darken.
They rode in the carriage they had come and returned to the Lanling Palace. The sky outside had all darkened, and the servants and servants were holding torches and standing in front of the palace waiting. King Lanling lay in the crook of her arm, whispering something, his eyes full of confusion.
--Not like a general who intimidates the battlefield, but like a lost traveler in the desert.
Yun Yao called the king lightly, and carefully brushed away his long hair. King Lanling took her hand, pressed it to his cheek, and said some nonsense intermittently. The cold bronze mask had already been taken off by him and thrown aside when he got into the car.
His cheeks were hot and flushed slightly, as if he were drunk.
Yun Yao thought of the scattered wine jars just now, and remembered the gloom and gloom in King Lanling's eyes before he got up, and guessed something in his heart, but he was not sure, so he leaned over to King Lanling's ear and called softly: "King? β
King Lanling opened his eyes and asked drunken and hazy, "Who are you?" β
Yun Yao was stunned, and secretly said that he was really drunk, so he said, "I am your princess." β
"Princess?" King Lanling sneered, and there was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, "Where is there anyone who marries me as a concubine, don't blame me." With that, he shook his head again and again, and the long hair scattered in her palm melted into a dark color.
Yun Yao thought helplessly, he was really drunk.
King Lanling looked at her drunken eyes, took her hand, and rubbed it against his cheek. Yun Yao wanted to pull it back, but the Lanling King had a lot of strength, and he wrapped all her hands in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't break free at all. He lay in her arms and said many things over and over again, about Emperor Wenxiang, about himself, and about the coup d'Γ©tat in the court more than ten years ago.
At that time, Emperor Wenxiang was the closest person to the throne, and he had a heavy army, so he was the only driftwood in the stormy court. Therefore, even if Emperor Wenxiang is notorious, even if everyone knows that Emperor Wenxiang is ruthless by nature, in the face of the crumbling situation, more people choose to throw themselves on Emperor Wenxiang's side. It was at that time that Empress Wenxiang entered the mansion and was sent into the mansion by her father.
Empress Wenxiang was born in the clan of the former dynasty, and she can be regarded as a chess piece that cannot help herself.
And her father, King Qinghe, is a very resourceful person.
At that time, Emperor Wenxiang wanted to abolish the princess of the previous dynasty and replace Wang Zhaoyi, but he was immediately dissuaded the next day. From the time Empress Wenxiang entered the mansion to the king of Hejian and was crowned king, she stayed in the mansion safely and steadily for more than ten years, and there was no abolition.
So anyone who could threaten Empress Wenxiang's status was cleaned up, and there was nothing left.
"I don't know what I'm supposed to do." King Lanling said in a dumb voice, "Those things back then have long been impossible to investigate, and no one is willing to investigate. Because once traced, no one is clean. The matter not only implicated the clan of the previous dynasty, but also implicated the powerful ministers of the Great Zhou, once it was not handled well, it was the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason. How do I do it, how do I do it......"
Twenty years ago, King Qinghe made a decisive decision, first marrying his daughter to Gao Cheng, and then attaching the other half of the power to the Yuwen clan, so that whether it was the Gao clan or the Yuwen clan as the emperor, their former dynasty clan could survive in peace. Since the Wei and Jin dynasties, all the great families have done this. Dynasties always change, but the family never dies.
Now the Yuwen clan is the royal family of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the Northern Zhou and Northern Qi do not like each other, and they are eager to put each other to death.
Therefore, once King Lanling acts rashly, it is very likely that someone will pinch the handle and accuse him of collaborating with the enemy and treason.
King Lanling's eyes were full of pain and confusion, as if the last driftwood grabbed by a drowning man, holding her tightly in the palm of his hand. Large beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, down the bridge of his nose, and finally snapped and splashed onto the back of her hand.
The slightly salty dampness slowly spread, and the smell of slightly drunk alcohol flowed freely in the carriage.
Yun Yao struggled to pick up King Lanling and helped him out of the carriage. There were more than a dozen people standing neatly outside, all holding bright torches, waiting for the return of King Lanling. The leader of the mansion stepped forward, smiling, and he didn't know how much he had just heard.
Yun Yao frowned and shook out three copper coins from her sleeve.
Jingle, ding, ding.
The three copper coins fell neatly to the ground.
The upper and lower sides are shaken, the sky is thunderous, there are many villains, and it is difficult to do things.
- How villainous? Committing a villain?
This hexagram ......
Yun Yao was shocked, her eyes swept over the little guys in front of her, raised her voice slightly, and said, "Remember who you are, who is the king you want to serve." Don't listen to a word if you shouldn't hear it; Don't say a word about what you shouldn't say. You should know better than I am what will happen to those who rebel. β
Fu Cheng paused, and a smile froze on his face.
The light of the torches jumped on everyone's faces, shining their expressions clearly, frightened, bewildered, stunned, awakened...... All kinds of complicated feelings appeared on the faces of the little ones, followed by high and low voices of response: "Follow the teachings of the princess." β
King Lanling leaned crookedly on Yun Yao, his eyes were drunk, as if he understood, but as if he didn't understand anything.
Fu Cheng gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "What did the princess say?" We are all hand-adjusted/taught by the king himself, since everything is done with the king first, how can there be a word of betrayal? He said as he went to Fulan Ling King in person.
Yun Yao glanced at Fu Cheng deeply, and said word for word: "Remember your words today." β
After that, she and Fu Cheng helped King Lanling to the bedroom. King Lanling seemed to be really drunk, and as soon as he got on the bed, he fell unconscious. Yun Yao called someone in, cleaned his hands and face for him, and removed his shoes and socks for him, before lying down beside him.
The maids had already withdrawn, and the candles had been extinguished, and there was no light in the room.
Yun Yao remembered what the Lanling King had just said, so she wanted to go to the Hejian Palace. A moment later, a faint shadow floated out of her body, through the layers of rockery corridors, and towards the outside.
The Hejian Mansion is on the other side of Yecheng, quite far away from the Lanling Palace. Yun Yao followed behind a small servant in the Boling Palace, and walked around the palaces several times, and finally floated to the Hejian Palace. Half of the fire candles had been extinguished in the palace, and there was a clean attic in the backyard, which was very conspicuous in the palace. Yun Yao paused slightly, and then floated in.
There was no one in the attic, except for the two big maidens who kept vigil outside.
Yun Yao floated down the corridor of the attic to the innermost room. There was a clear sound of wooden fish in the room, as well as the sound of chanting. She knew that the Southern Dynasty liked the Buddha, but she didn't expect that even in the palace of the Northern Dynasty, she could hear the sound of wooden fish and chanting.
She drifted in slowly, and saw a lady who was not too young.
The lady was about forty years of age, and her appearance was six or seven points similar to that of the King of the River, but she was more gentle. She twisted the Buddha beads, knocked on the wooden fish in front of her, and muttered the Buddha name in her mouth, her expression was very calm.
A moment later, someone outside the house knocked lightly on the door and said, "Empress." β
The lady said lightly: "Don't call me Empress, I don't like this title." β
The man outside the house was stunned for a moment, and then changed his words again: "Madam, there is a letter from over there, saying that the Yuwen clan wantonly killed the former dynasty clan, which is higher than Gao...... Do it more ruthlessly and absolutely. The people over there begged Mrs. to extradite the young son to Yecheng to avoid the disaster for a while. β
The lady knocked on the wooden fish, her eyes were blank, and she murmured, "Avoid calamity? How to avoid disasters? When my father married the Gao family, did he do less to 'avoid disasters'? He disregarded my wishes, married me to Gao Cheng as a wife, and asked my brother to help me stabilize my position, what can be the result? I don't want to see all those people and things in the past. β
The lady sighed heavily, "Go ahead." β
When Yun Yao heard this, she couldn't help but secretly stumble. These things actually involved the power struggle and dynastic change between the Northern Wei Dynasty, the Eastern Wei Dynasty, the Western Wei Dynasty, the Northern Qi Dynasty, and the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
-- It's so complicated. Headache.