Chapter 150: Hate to take the child

In the final analysis, the emperor is still an ordinary person, ordinary people don't have a weakness, and it is difficult to bind their hands and feet, and then think of Fan Jiang, Fan Jiang's weakness is afraid that no one is sure, and I am afraid that Zhao Yu, who is closest to her, is not clear. She can't win her, or she's too tender. Just thinking about it is discouraging.

But once she made up her mind, how could she despair lightly, and extinguish her prestige before the official confrontation. "Cowardly people will find such an excuse, the emperor's fatality lies not in the existence of weakness, but in the emperor's self-abandonment." Yuan Lingjun refuted Wang Shi's words.

Zhen Chuanting was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "The emperor will be sixteen next year, and the sixteenth emperor has already conquered the three northern states." ”

"In the royal family, the monarch's father is the first, and I admire him the most. The emperor of the Southern Dynasty has the world on horseback, and the emperor who has fought will be fearless of the change of power, even if he is in prison, he can not change his face and face it calmly. Thinking of what his father had brought him, Yuan Lingjun smiled and felt a little relieved.

Zhen Chuanting stroked his beard and smiled. I hope that he will not use the sword in his lifetime, after all, the sword has no eyes, and the sword can be used to punish people's hearts when it is unsheathed.

After bidding farewell to Wang Shi, Yuan Lingjun no longer lingered around, and rode all the way back to the palace.

Last night, the news of Yuefu's killing of Xizuo had reached Zhaotai Palace, and Fan Jiang's order was issued shortly after Yuan Lingjun left, and a large number of new pen officials who had been promoted this year were secretly disposed of by the guards, along with the copied poems and songs, and were also thrown into the fire and burned out.

It's not like no one knows about such a secret, Fu Piao, who is the head of the eyes and ears, accidentally grasped the news and came to tell Qu Yi.

Qu Yi was writing under the window, and paused when he heard the words. Raised his eyebrows to look at him and asked, "According to what you see, who wants to disturb the water of Lin'an?" ”

Fu Piao thought for a moment. "It's those old ministers who are loyal to the deposed emperor. Although Xu Guo's uncle and daughter died, the foundation of the old ministers had not been completely uprooted, and one or two streams emerged from time to time that could also disrupt the order of the capital. ”

"The eldest princess and the old ministers are busy evading the pursuit of the imperial court, so how can they have time to do it. I think it is the eyes and ears of the foreign countries, the troubled times came out of the Middle Dynasty and the Northern Kingdom, and did not affect the eastern countries, and two years ago there was internal strife in Wu. The former prince fled and sneaked into my territory, but no trace has been found so far. Our dynasty coincided with a change of regime, the situation was turbulent, and it was not impossible for King Wu, who sat firmly on the throne, to take the opportunity to install one or two meticulous works. ”

It also makes sense. Fu Piao nodded. I admired Childe more and more.

Qu Yi put down his pen and walked to the bottom of the corridor. Standing in front of the trunk with his hands in front of him, his sleeves brushing over the grass and trees, dyed with fragrance. August osmanthus, full of golden osmanthus fragrance, Yingying fragrant floating in the nose, a little hot and dry.

Fu Piao followed, and a group of people came over at the end of the corridor, led by the crown prince Liu Ciqing. Fan Guifei's close minister. He was just about to speak, when Liu Ciqing stepped forward. "Your Highness, General Cen Miao of Dingyuan is here to see you."

Liu Ciqing turned sideways to the side, and a young man was revealed. Wearing a large crown, a hakama, and a sword at his waist, the military attache court uniform wore an elegant and gentle temperament on him, which was a young military attache who coexisted with poetry and bravery.

"Chencen Miao greets His Highness." He bowed his head and bowed, his demeanor was gentle, his eyes were brighter than the light of the sun and the moon, and his facial features were not very handsome, but they were unforgettable.

No wonder Ling Jun praised him as a beauty, beauty in shape, but also in temperament, not all determined by the skin.

Qu Yi picked him up and laughed: "Pegasus Hongying, General Nantang." It's better to see than to hear. ”

The prince fell ill again, this time with a sudden rash, the cause of which is currently unknown. Before Yuan Lingjun entered the purple platform, Kunjiao rushed to the palace gate to make a report. Hearing that his young son was sick, Yuan Lingjun was anxious and hurried to Zitai.

Nurse was waiting outside the door of the main hall, and as soon as she came, Nurse Lady greeted her with a frightened face, "Your Majesty, it's not good, they snatched His Highness away!" ”

The maids of the Changji Hall all ran out in a panic, and one by one they fell to the ground silently.

"Who, who took it?" Yuan Lingjun looked around, but Fan Xin was nowhere to be seen, and asked in a difficult manner, "Where is Fan Xin?" Is he dead? I can't even look at a baby. ”

The older palace maid couldn't cry, "It's the middle lady of Zhaotai Palace, she said that Her Royal Highness was sick and I couldn't take care of her, and your concubine ordered her to take His Royal Highness to Zhaotai Palace to raise, they are so powerful that we can't stop ...... at all."

The worst fears finally happened. The child gave Fan Jiang undoubtedly poking holes in her.

"Fan Xin, Fan Xin!" She really shouldn't believe him, he even betrayed his own son for the Fan family. Yuan Lingjun's eyes turned black, and she stumbled a few steps and fell on Kunjiao's arm, she held her forehead, her mind was blank, the palace maid's next words were not clear, she reacted, and ran to Zhaotai Palace.

She caught up with the Gong family and several middle-aged palace people halfway. One of the grandmothers was holding swaddling clothes in her arms, and the baby was crying hoarsely because she was sick and unwell, and her whole face was red and purple and swollen, and no one cared.

"Do you want to rebel? Give me back the child, I gave birth to the child, and I know how to take care of it best, so I don't have to worry about it. Yuan Lingjun's lips turned white and reached for swaddling clothes.

Gong blocked it with his body, saluted, and said, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger." The prince suddenly fell ill, as a grandmother, the concubine was very uneasy, and she had to take care of it herself, and she ordered the concubine to take her to Zhaotai Palace. ”

The blood on Yuan Lingjun's face faded, and the hand hidden in his sleeve slowly turned into a fist, "Heh, I see who of you dares to take my son away today." ”

"Whoever I say dare will dare!" Fan Jiang walked through the atrium, with a phoenix crown and a high bun, and his eyebrows were as cold as the frost of the wax moon. She slowly approached, staring at Yuan Lingjun's angry and distorted facial features, "I asked them to do this, Your Majesty is dissatisfied with me, although she is looking for me to vent, but child, I must take it away today." ”

Yuan Lingjun was depressed in his chest, he lost most of the courage he had saved, and watched Fan Jiang take the crying baby from his grandmother's arms, but his feet were like nails to the ground, and he couldn't move half a step.

The child was tired of crying, and gradually stopped crying, staring at Fan Jiang with his eyes open. Fan Jiang stroked the baby's light hair, "In Changshan, I once dreamed of a spotted tiger saving my life, at that time Fan Xin also had this strange dream, and soon you were pregnant, and now you gave birth to a little prince safely. ”

"It was just a dream for my mother......" she choked. Speaking of dreams, the anti-dream she had before the Hongjia coup came true.

Fan Jiang's attention was on the child, and she didn't find any abnormality in Yuan Lingjun, she shook the baby in the crook of her arm, "I heard that the midwife said that the prince was born backwards, and in history, Zheng Zhuang Gongji Kou was also born in reverse, and his biological mother was disgusted because of this, and she always wanted to make her youngest son the monarch ......" (to be continued.) )