Chapter 343: The concubine was arrested

As soon as the words fell, I only heard Concubine Hui's beautiful voice coming in: "It's late, I've already entered the game, and I have a reason to retreat?" ”

As the words fell, the door of the Qin'an Hall was opened, and Concubine Hui, dressed in a bright red satin robe, stepped in gracefully, with a wicked smile on the corner of her lips. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Chang Ning reacted, only regretting that he had affected her, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Do you think you can stop this king?" ”

"She can't, what about me?" An old but loud voice came, and Rong Yue and Chang Ning were shocked.

I saw Su Mo'er and Wu Renna approaching the hall with Xiaozhuang on their left and right.

Rong Yue knelt on the ground, Chang Ning knelt next to her, she hung her head, and only saw the Empress Dowager sitting above in her robe.

"Little brute! What's going on? Xiaozhuang saw the two people kneeling under her knees, the two children she loved deeply, and felt like a thousand arrows in her heart, and angrily patted the chair handle and asked.

Chang Ning raised his head and said: "Imperial grandmother, it's all the grandson's fault, it's the grandson who likes the concubine, the concubine is polite and self-respecting, and there is no deviance, everything is the grandson's wishful thinking, begging the imperial grandmother to punish the grandson and return the concubine's innocence." ”

"At first, Concubine Hui told me, I just didn't believe it, I didn't believe that the two people who were most trusted by the emperor, the two children who loved the most in the mourning family, would do such a thing," Xiaozhuang heard his confession, and was even more sure that Chang Ning, the child, had a deep love for the concubine, so he only sighed deeply and said: "You are like this, how can the emperor deal with himself?" ”

Rong Yue kowtowed and said, "Although the concubine is not rude, but she also loses the virtue of the noble concubine, please punish the imperial grandmother." ”

When Wu Renna heard this, she also stepped forward and knelt down, and said: "Imperial grandmother, Wu Renna has long known Brother Chang Ning's feelings for Sister Guifei, and has been concealing it and not reporting it, and I also ask the imperial grandmother to punish her. ”

Xiaozhuang was heartbroken, couldn't help coughing a few times, the three children called out in unison, 'Imperial Grandmother', Su Mo'er hurriedly went to Xiaozhuang's back, and comforted: "Ancestor, don't worry, these three are your favorites, you might as well ask the reason and then convict." ”

Xiaozhuang held back his cough and asked Rong Yue, "You say, what is the matter with you?" ”

Chang Ning wanted to answer, but was coldly scolded by Xiaozhuang: "Shut up!" ”

Rong Yue kowtowed, and told the past one by one, Xiaozhuang heard that the two of them were wrong, and there was indeed no rudeness, so he couldn't help but sigh lightly, this sigh was mixed with how much regret, and I don't know whether it was pity for Rong Yue and Chang Ning, or for herself and Dolgon.

God is jealous, God is jealous!

"Now, the imperial grandmother asks you, you answer me with your conscience, you would rather have a relationship between men and women for Chang?" Xiaozhuang's eyes were blazing, and he was close to Rong Yue's heart.

Chang Ning was also a little nervous, looking forward to hearing it, but afraid to hear it.

"Yue'er doesn't dare to have it, can't have it, and has no chance to have it." Rong Yue replied, looking directly at Hui Xiaozhuang, full of piety.

Xiaozhuang's heart was a little calm, he looked at Chang Ning, who was lost on the side, and asked ruthlessly: "What about the emperor?" ”

Rong Yue was a little hesitant, because the most beloved grandmother asked, she thought about it very seriously, but fell into painful and tangled memories, and only frowned and said after a while: "Yue'er doesn't know, and I can't figure it out, I'm afraid it's unbearable......"

That's what it means, Xiaozhuang said: "You are quite sensible, and you have lived up to the love of your grandmother." She asked Su Mo'er to take Rong Yue and Wu Renna to retreat, and then glanced at Chang Ning, who was silent, and asked, "Do you understand?" ”

Rong Yue stood in the outer hall, just standing quietly, without any anxious look, and didn't even look at Concubine Hui, she was no longer as crying and cowardly as before, she was quietly thinking about all the possible consequences, those properties, how to distribute them, how to make the ancestors not angry with me and Yin De.

Thinking like this, time flies, and she feels that it has only been a short time, Su Mo'er came to call her, Chang Ning came out of the inner hall, passed by him, and did not linger, nor did she look at it.

Xiaozhuang sat on the futon with her back on her back, and in her hand was the string of Bodhi rosaries that she was used to, polished and neat, like an old monk who had entered the meditation, Rong Yue remembered that when Ama passed away, it was the same situation, and she was shocked, and pounced on her and shouted, "Imperial grandmother!" ”

Xiaozhuang slowly raised his eyelids like dead tree bark, raised his hand to caress her face, and said: "Don't tell the emperor about today's events, Yue'er, our ancestors and grandchildren will fall in love, and after I am a hundred years old, you will stay in the imperial tomb to guard the mausoleum." ”

Rong Yue knew that this was the greatest protection, to protect the emperor and the Niu Colu family, she nodded emphatically, her eyes full of tears.

A few days later, after much deliberation by the monarch and ministers, Nalan Mingzhu was stripped of his position as a scholar, but he did not stay at home, but retained the Holy Guard at his discretion.

After all, Nalan Mingzhu is old, and he definitely can't stand guard and guard, anyway, he is holding a title, among the protΓ©gΓ©s and former officials to which he belongs, some of them only know flattery, and the corpses are vegetarian and incompetent, and they are really incompetent.

It looks similar to Suo Etu's time, but it's different when you look into it, Mingzhu has been locked up for a few days, where she was locked up, and what she has experienced, no one knows except the emperor,

Some people also asked, but Mingzhu kept his mouth shut about where he was locked up and what happened, except that he had a lot more white hair, and he was much more cautious in his actions.

In addition, I don't know if it was really the initiative or the emperor hinted, in short, Mingzhu donated half of the family property to help the floods in the south of the Yangtze River, of course he said that it was half, who knows the true number if he didn't copy the house?

In fact, what he didn't expect was that he didn't copy the house in his lifetime, and in the next generation, the head of the house was still copied by Kangxi's son, an anti-corruption emperor named Yongzheng, and this is a later story.

When Ziyun said this to Rong Yue, Rong Yue had just picked me up from Shoukang Palace and coaxed me to sleep.

"The emperor treats Nalan Mingzhu well, and he still keeps his family property for such a big crime, how can Concubine Hui say anything." Ziyun was uneven, she was also in the dark that day, and was pulled out by Su Mo'er who covered her mouth, but she didn't have time to remind her master, and Rong Yue didn't punish her much afterwards.

Rong Yue saw that Yinzhen was indeed asleep, so he put down the curtain, removed his makeup in front of the makeup mirror, and said: "The great merit is greater, Nalan Mingzhu is meritorious after all, Mingjun and virtuous ministers came into being, how fortunate the pearl is to serve the emperor, how fortunate is the emperor to use the pearl,." ”

Ziyun turned her head, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a bright yellow foot and a pair of dragon boots, and she didn't know when the emperor would come in, so she hurriedly kowtowed to say goodbye.

Rong Yue was startled and was about to stand up, but was held down by the emperor and sat on the chair.

The Emperor walked over to the bed, lifted the curtain, looked at his sleeping son, and leaned over to kiss his son's little face. (To be continued.) )