Chapter 10 Rising Ground Storms
Early the next morning, two sedan chairs with ten silver-topped yellow covers were parked outside the secluded prime minister's mansion, and the not wide Changle street was full of more than 30 palace maids and eunuchs who came with them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Gonggong De wore a handful of dust today, and saw Yun Yi leading his subordinates to open the door of the mansion, so he twisted the enchanting orchid and pointed to the palace maid and eunuch behind him, "The Yun clan is a clean place, you little hooves are waiting for our family here!" β
"Yes." The celebrities around the Queen Mother naturally say the same, and no one dares to object.
Jiayue was too lazy to listen to the old eunuch's nonsense, Shi Shiran jumped off the sedan chair, and strode towards the gate of the Xiangfu in the exclamation of a group of eunuchs and palace maids. She changed into a dark purple waist-piercing robe today, with a pitch-black horsewhip pinned to her right waist, and the grassland style of her whole body attracted a lot of attention.
The little fat man heard the movement, stretched out a fat face from behind the curtain of the sedan chair and glanced at it, then he also jumped down and jumped towards Yun Yi happily, "Brother Yi! You're coming to pick me up, too! β
Yun Yi dodged away from the oncoming Royal Highness the Prince, bowed to Jiayue, and ordered a subordinate to lead the two of them to Changfeng Hall.
Gonggong De saw that people had gone far, so he stepped forward with a smile, "I have heard that the Prime Minister's Mansion is elegant and chic, I wonder if the old slave is lucky enough to take a look?" β
Yun Yi glanced at the palace maids and eunuchs standing all over the street outside the mansion gate, "Naturally, father-in-law, please." β
The two of them dismissed all their subordinates and sat down in the Lake Center Pavilion.
Father-in-law De touched his snow-white whisk and said with a smile: "The old slave came to greet the prince today for the queen mother, thank you for taking care of His Royal Highness the prince these days."
"The Queen Mother is too famous." Yun Yi handed a letter to Father-in-law De, "Father-in-law is tired of turning to the Queen Mother, the harem has been smoky for so long, it's time to cure it." β
"Young master, don't worry, the old slave will definitely bring it."
Three thick bells rang from the foot of the Yan Mountain, and Yun Zhong, who was sitting behind the mahogany lecture early, cleared his throat, and his face full of vicissitudes of life carried the unique old-fashionedness of Confucianism, "Article 20 of the Yun clan's motto, there is no class in clan learning, no matter how high or low, all are treated equally. So," he squinted, glancing around, "it's not about identity, it's about learning." The new protΓ©gΓ©s came back from class, and they all memorized the clan precepts to me! If you commit a crime, you can be punished as you like, do you hear clearly? β
"Yes, sir." All the disciples responded in unison.
When Jiayue heard this, she pursed her mouth disdainfully, and played with the brown agate in her hair boredly.
Dead old man, give this princess a dismount!
"According to the rules, spot check the last schoolwork." Yun Zhong flipped through the "Analects" at hand, "In "Liren", 'virtue is not lonely, there must be neighbors.' 'What do you mean?' β
In silence, Yun Ting stood up and saluted, "Mr. Hui, this sentence means that virtuous people will not be lonely, and there must be like-minded people to accompany them." β
"Well, that's good." Yun Zhong bowed slightly.
Yun Ting saluted and sat down, with a little smug on his delicate face.
Continuing to turn the page, Yun Zhong asked, "Where is Daxi Jiayue?" β
Jiayue blinked her round apricot eyes, stood up loudly, placed her left hand on her right chest, and bowed slightly to make a grassland salute, "Sir." β
"In 'Zihan', 'The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night.'" Why? β
Hua Jiang, who was sitting behind her, leaned her little head forward, and just wanted to speak, she saw the girl in front of her waving her hand indifferently, raising her chin, and said boldly: "Sir, this is too easy!" β
"Tell me about it." Yun Zhong narrowed his eyes at her.
"It's 'sleeping comfortably and not doing your homework'!" Jiayue proudly shook the agate in her ear and said, "Sir, who are you talking about, Jiayue will help you teach him a lesson!" β
Hua Jiang opened his mouth slightly in the back.
The little fat man shook his fat face and cast infinite frightened eyes.
Yun Yi copied the wolf pen of the Buddhist scriptures, and poked it unsteadily on the rice paper.
There was silence in the hall, except for the noisy noise of the autumn cicadas outside the wooden window.
It took Yun Zhong a long time to find his voice, his old face turned red angrily, and he glared, "If you have the ability, you can tell me again!"
Jiayue looked at the old man who was blowing his beard and staring at him in confusion, and straightened the ends of his hair and said, "What's the matter?!" β
The old master waved his sleeves off the booklet on the lecture case, "Get out!" Get out of the porch and kneel! If you dare to say more, I will knock you out of the Prime Minister's Mansion! β
Almost in the evening, Shoukun Palace laughed as before, and the little fat man learned Jiayue's embarrassment in Changfeng Hall to Empress Dowager Zhang, and after speaking, he laughed so hard that he fell, and the palace maid and eunuch on the side also pursed their lips and snickered.
Empress Dowager Zhang shook her head dotingly, stretched out her index finger and tapped his head heavily, "Silly grandson, why don't you know how to ask someone for mercy?" β
"Oops," covered the stabbed forehead, and the little fat man gloated, "Who made her so arrogant to me every day, now she will be punished!" Besides, I didn't ignore her, in the afternoon, after following Brother Yi to finish the pile steps and practice the Lingshuo palm, I interceded with Brother Yi and sent her home! β
The Queen Mother got up and took out a blue and white porcelain vial from the dark compartment of her dressing table and stuffed it into Jun Shu's hand, "The girl is also your daughter-in-law who has not passed the door, send this muscle-building cream over quickly." β
The little fat man looked at the Empress Dowager Zhang with a fat face aggrievedly, "My grandson was beaten by Brother Yi for an afternoon, and his legs were about to break, Grandma Huang, what are you anxious about, it will be the same tomorrow." β
"Hurry up!" The Queen Mother glared at her, soft and hard.
"Gotta get it," the little fat man walked out of the door tremblingly, muttering, "It's better to marry a daughter-in-law like this, than to marry an ancestor......"
Gonggong De watched him go out of the palace, so he handed Yun Yi's letter in his sleeve to Empress Dowager Zhang, and lowered his sharp voice, "The young master of the Yun family asked the old slave to turn around, this harem, the mother can do it." β
The slender hand with the gold finger sleeve unfolded the letter, and after the Empress Dowager Zhang read it carefully, she smiled with slight satisfaction, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes seemed to show joy, "The emperor's uncompetitive thing knows that he stuffed people into the harem, and after so many years of black smoke and miasma, if it weren't for the mourning family to always pay attention to making those little sluts unable to give birth to dragon seeds, I don't know what kind of chaos will become!" β
Father-in-law De slapped his horse and said: "It's not, Niangniang has worked hard for the harem all these years, and finally managed to cure a little kind, that Zheng Guifei is always against you, the old slave is really angry when he looks at it!" β
"Humph!" Empress Dowager Zhang sneered and picked up the tea on the case, "If it weren't for the fact that there was a Lao Tzu who was a scholar in the Ministry of War, she wouldn't dare to argue with the mourning family by borrowing that slut's ten guts." After putting up with her for a long time, now it's finally time to clean her up. β
"It seems that this young master of the Yun family has thought of a good idea?"
Pulling her red lips, Empress Dowager Zhang asked, "Recently, there was a Zhaoyi in the palace who was pregnant?" The mourning family was busy with the affairs of the family, and they didn't even notice it. β
"It's Xia Zhaoyi of the Splendid Palace." Father-in-law De groaned.
"Very good," gently blowing the tea on the side of her mouth, Empress Dowager Zhang chuckled, "It's better for you to do this, remember to be safe." β
Father-in-law De also laughed, "Niangniang, don't worry, when did the old slave miss." β
Although the emperors of the Great Jin Dynasty were useless and useless in these years, and there were countless beauties in the harem, they only had one son when they were young. The emperor used all the prescriptions, and Taoism and Buddhism also worshipped, but he could no longer give birth to a son.
didn't expect that Xia Zhaoyi had just entered the palace for half a year, and he was taken out of the happy pulse when he came to the north to make peace. This cola broke the emperor, and the supplements from Tiannan and Haibei were piled up and sent to the Splendid Palace, day after day.
But some people are happy, and some people are naturally worried, over the years, Zheng Guifei has relied on her father who is a soldier in the harem, and she has offended all those who can and can't be offended. thought that she couldn't give birth to a son, and no one else could give birth to it, but a pregnant Xia Zhaoyi appeared out of thin air, if she gave birth to a child, where would the harem still have her own place? !
After operating in the harem for all these years, Concubine Zheng Guifei naturally has her own manpower, so she sent Chun'er, the palace maid next to her, early in the morning to inquire about the news from Xia Zhaoyi's side.
After waiting for a day, Chun'er hurriedly returned to Changle Palace, "Niangniang, something is wrong!" Imperial Doctor Li told the slave maid that ninety percent of Xia Zhaoyi's belly was a prince! β
"Smack!" The teacup in Zheng Guifei's hand shattered to the ground, and she said with a disgraced face: "This, how is this good?!" Chun'er, find a way to save Hongu! β
Chun'er has always been steady, and she has been relied on by Concubine Zheng over the years, she first turned around and closed the door of the palace, and then took out a black wooden box from her sleeve and opened it in front of Concubine Zheng.
I saw a red puppet full of needles lying quietly in the box, with Xia Zhaoyi's name still on his forehead.
Concubine Zheng Guifei Rao did everything she lacked virtue, and she couldn't help but shudder at this time, and said in a trembling voice: "If the witchcraft is exposed in the palace, it will be a crime of killing the head!" β
"Niangniang, of course Chun'er knows." The maidservant said calmly, "But think about it, if you don't do it, when Xia Zhaoyi gives birth to the prince, where will she let you go?!" This is the blood man who went to Liu Daopo in the north of the city today to beg for a few hours, as long as Xia Zhaoyi's underwear is attached, and a silver needle soaked in black dog blood is pricked once a day, and within a month, she will lose the fetus! β
"That, that...... Where does Hongu go to get her underwear? Concubine Zheng was moved in an instant.
"Don't worry about this mother, the slave and maid found someone to steal it a few days ago." Chun'er said that, and took out another pink handkerchief from her sleeve, which was the handkerchief that Xia Zhaoyi brought on her every day.
The maidservant wrapped the handkerchief around the puppeteer, took out a silver needle that had been prepared with blood and handed it to Concubine Zheng Guifei, "Niangniang, don't hesitate, if you don't destroy her today, we will die in the future!" β
That's right, Concubine Zheng Guifei's face is becoming more and more resentful, where can there be any mercy in the harem dispute? ! The plain hand coated with bright red Kodan took the bloody silver needle and stabbed it fiercely into the villain's waist and abdomen.
Do you want a mother to rely on a child? Take your son to hell with you!