Chapter Ninety-Nine: Shi Hou Dong Hou
Yongle Palace, is the palace of the Empress Dowager of the Eastern Han Dynasty, since the death of Wang Meiren, the biological mother of the Emperor Xie, this majestic palace is the palace of the Empress Dowager Dong, because his brother was fostered in the temple of Shi Daoren outside the city, known as Shi Hou. Therefore, the prince's association was also secretly called Dong Hou by the subordinates.
"I'm sorry for you to report, Ma Yue and Ma Junhao in the service ask to see the Queen Mother."
After a while, the palace maid came out and saluted Ma Yue and said, "Please go in, the Queen Mother is waiting for you." ”
Ma Yue nodded lightly and walked into the palace, and the after-fragrance came out of the bronze incense burner, which made people's spirits lifted. He is very familiar with this place, Yongle Palace was the first to be restored, and it was repaired in May, and the restoration map of this palace is handled by him, how can he not be familiar with it?
"The more ministers and the more they see the Queen Mother."
"Get up, the old body has long wanted to meet the famous master craftsman." Through the light veil, Empress Dowager Dong nodded gently, her movements were reserved and noble, "Come on, watch and sit." ”
Ma Yue sat on the futon, bowed his head and did not speak.
Empress Dowager Dong's voice was a little old, but there was a lot of pressure, "How is Your Majesty's health recently?" Some time ago, the old man heard Gao Wang say that His Majesty was feeling physically weak recently. ”
Ma Yue nodded lightly, the imperial doctors have been decocting Liu Hong more frequently recently. "When it's a little problem, the weather is cold, drink some medicine to warm up."
He said this with a little weakness, although he couldn't remember when Liu Hong would die, but he knew that this day was not far off. Liu Hong has had some health problems recently, and even the number of people messing around with the palace maid is less, I'm afraid ...... But he could never say this, although he was deeply favored by the emperor, but if he said this, his corpse would be placed in the south of Luoyang City tomorrow.
Cursed King?
Ma San'er's head is not broken yet.
"The old body has heard rumors in this palace that he will be a master craftsman who used to be a ranger in the border city?"
"Huh?" Ma Yue was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what Empress Dowager Dong meant, even in the past, he was not a border city ranger, but his reputation was really good, nodded and said: "The minister was ignorant when he was young, and he barely ......."
"Last year, I smoked the slave of the butcher in Kaiyangmen?" Empress Dowager Dong said this with a slight smile in the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes, and said: "The old body is just talking to you, and I am not afraid that the habits of light chivalry will be brought to Xie'er, and the old body doesn't care." ”
"No."
Ma Yue didn't dare to answer, he heard what the Empress Dowager Dong meant, the old lady was using words to lead him, although it was behind his back, how many people in this imperial city dared to call He Jin He Miao a butcher?
He has hatred in his heart, but in this place, he will not peel off the contents of his heart for anyone to see, and there are countless ears in the palace without a partition wall.
"Young man, it's good to be cautious." Empress Dowager Dong's tone was full of indifference, as if she had seen through Ma Yue's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid of children, this is Yongle Palace, there are no other people's eyes." It's time for the emperor to appoint a crown prince, which of the two princes do you think the emperor will appoint? ”
Ma Yue looked at his nose and nose, and didn't dare to answer, so he had to pretend to be honest and said: "The minister doesn't know, the prince is the eldest son, and the biological mother is the queen, so the prince should be argued." ”
"Hmph, don't bully the old lady's old eyes are dizzy, the old body's eyes can't see clearly, but the heart is very clear. Now the palace calls Xie'er Dong Hou, and the prince is called Shi Hou, and the East Palace is afraid that it will be much more anxious than the old lady who is guarding the Yongle Palace. Look at Xie'er, how attentive you are. Empress Dowager Dong said, Ma Yue looked out along the carved dragon pillar of the main hall, and the weak figure waved his small fist at the air alone, tired and stubborn. At this moment, Empress Dowager Dong asked softly: "He is also the bloodline of Emperor Gao, but he is much better than the prince." Child, the old body asks you, do you envy Wenlie Yang Gong? ”
Wenlie Yang Gong, who died last year, was nicknamed Wenlie after his death. At first, Ma Yue didn't understand why Empress Dowager Dong said this, his mind swirled for a moment, and a thought suddenly exploded in his mind - Yang Ci was Liu Hong's teacher when he was a child!
"Minister, minister dare not think. The minister is just a martial artist who teaches the prince's martial arts, not to mention that His Majesty has not yet decided on the ......"
"It's because we haven't decided who is the prince that we have a chance!" Empress Dowager Dong lifted the veil and looked at Ma Yue and said: "The old man once heard the period gate running around in the palace praise Ma Jiang for attacking everything, can Lu Shangshu teach Xie'er military strategy, Ma Jiang can't teach it, you have fought those battles since you were a child, and you can't succeed in those battles that you have fought since you were a child?" ”
"That's not what the minister meant......"
Ma Yue bowed his head to the ground, he really didn't want Liu Xie to ascend the throne, especially after teaching Liu Xie's martial arts, he hoped that this prince would be able to live a peaceful and smooth life in the future, if he remembered correctly, Liu Hong was the eldest prince who ascended the throne after his death, so he never thought about these things. was brought up by the Empress Dowager Dong today, which really scared him.
"As long as you want, this little thing can still be done by the old body." Empress Dowager Dong looked at Ma Yue, seemed to be a little tired of his cowardice, and said: "Xie'er's accession to the throne has no conflict with you, the day you ascend the throne is when you are about to come to a catastrophe, Tu Jiazi hates you to the core, they are the uncle of the country, and the old body doesn't believe that you still have a good life!" ”
Ma Yue took a deep breath and said, "The matter is very important, please ask the Queen Mother Rongchen to think about it for two days." ”
Empress Dowager Dong nodded slightly, she believed that Ma Yue would not be stupid enough to talk about this matter everywhere, waved her hand and said, "You go back,"
On the way back, walking through the Changle Palace on the east side of Weiyang Palace, Ma Yue looked at the majestic palace and didn't know what to think, and the Empress Dowager Dong had some words that were right. He will never forget the beating in the prison, his back molars were knocked out at that time, and his tongue was always empty when he licked his mouth, like a hatred that could not be avenged, never lessened.
At the palace banquet, He Miao was beaten by him like a tin can, and the imperial sword cut out countless dents in the iron armor, and he was afraid that he would not feel good. The hatred between Ma San and He Er may only end when one of them dies. He must not watch Er He become the uncle of the country in a few years, a general position has already made him restrained, if the two of them become the uncle of the country in the future, and the nephew becomes the emperor, I am afraid that he will not even be able to go back to the border. Empress Dowager Dong is right, he has to do something, and supporting the little prince is the best choice. Moreover, as far as he knew, Liu Hong obviously liked the prince association more.
Maybe he can really do something, maybe he can do a lot more, not just praise and disparage current affairs in the court, maybe, maybe he can change the direction of the wave.
Under the shadow of the tall palace wall, Ma Yue felt cold, weighing the pros and cons made him panic, this is different from the battle on the battlefield, this magnificent palace complex built by his own hands is like a creeping giant beast at this time towards Luoyang City, trying to swallow everything!
Ma Yue tightened the fox fur and put on the fluffy pocket, lowered his head and ignored the guards around the palace gate, and walked quickly towards his mansion......