Coming out of the long pine hall, the song music continued, Yuan Lingjun panted and walked on the path of the garden covered by the thick night, and the white begonias beside the road were blooming lively, swaying emotionally in the night.

Her steps were a little messy and she tripped over her earthen skirt several times, but she disguised it well, and the fire that followed her noticed nothing unusual.

"陛xià." The lagging 90,000 chased after him, grabbed Yuan Lingjun's upper arm quickly, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty is in poor health, but you want to return to the palace immediately?" ”

Lu Yaoxue was slowly pacing towards them, except for 90,000, no one noticed that Yuan Lingjun was sweating profusely at the moment.

She didn't answer, she subconsciously touched her waist, and turned her head to look at Huo Min, "Waist fan." ”

Huomin stood still and didn't react for a long time.

"The waist fan is not there." She said it again.

It turned out that the waist fan forgot to take it away, and His Majesty asked him to go back and get it, "The minister, the minister, this is for His Majesty." After speaking, he pulled his legs and ran in the direction of Changsongtang.

It wasn't until he couldn't see his figure that Yuan Lingjun said: "Inform Fu Piao, if he wants to try to get in touch with the Emperor Taishang, I will do my best...... Do your best to understand the current situation of the monarch. ”

"Yes." Jiuwan nodded, helped her to the stone bench next to her and sat down, "Your Majesty is sick, why do you want to hide Huomin?" ”

Yuan Lingjun said: "He is his mother's person, but whenever there is a little trouble, my mother will be the first to know, if she learns that I am sick, she will immediately take me back to the palace." ”

"Your Majesty is afraid that your life is in danger...... "Jiuwan didn't understand.

Lu Yaoxue walked up to the two of them leisurely, shaking her tail in her hand. Seeing that the two of them looked stern, they looked at Yuan Lingjun strangely, "The face is a little scary." Sick? ”

He brushed aside his tail and raised his hand to put it on her forehead, seeing through the 90,000 of his wolf claws that blocked his wolf claws.

"I can't go back to the palace yet, I can't ...... yet," she wiped her sweat and gasped, the smell of dry blades of grass between her breaths.

Ninety thousand don't ask, although Lu Yaoxue is curious. didn't ask, and kindly shook the wind for her.

In silence, I heard Yuan Lingjun say: "Today's symptoms are really strange. Breathing is getting harder and harder, there is a shadow in front of my eyes, I can't see clearly, and there are always fantasies. ”

Lu Yaoxue realized that Yan zhòng sexuality. "Has there ever been a similar situation in the past?"

"There are always so. But not so strict, I'm afraid...... I'm afraid it's getting worse. ”

She closed her eyes, her fingers brushing her forehead, and when she opened them again, her eyes were clear and clear, and her breathing gradually flattened.

Lu Yaoxue still has something to say, but Huo Min has already taken the waist fan back.

After Yuan Lingjun left, Yue Fuling flipped through the bamboo slips one by one. Turning to the last volume, I was dumbfounded.

This volume is no different from the rest. The first part is "Mulan Song", which describes the life and deeds of Shi Guifei, and the weirdness appears in the last few sentences.

If you don't look carefully, you can't find it.,The last few sentences of the second half were deliberately scraped off with a knife.,Generally speaking, in this case, Jian Ce is regarded as invalid.,Ready to be burned.,Now instead of being disposed of.,It also appeared in the Yuefu poetry collection.,In the hands of His Majesty.。

The pen clerk can't even handle this little thing properly, and he is embarrassed to mention it, no wonder His Majesty is angry.

Yuefu Ling looked at it with a false eye, identifying the words that had not been completely cleared, "separate...... Three thousand miles, who ...... Be a messenger! ”

"Whoever is so white, you can copy it into a female character." Yue Fu Ling snorted angrily and threw Jian Ce aside, intending to have the pen scribe copy it again.

"The prince of the mansion doesn't think it's strange, "Song of Chung" is a song composed by Mrs. Qi in Yongxiang, the content involves blinding the public, and the concubine has been strictly sealed." Yue Fu Cheng said.

"You mean, there are spies in the house who are deliberately obstructing?"

Yue Fu Cheng nodded, and Yue Fu Ling suddenly shuddered, "If it's true, it's okay." ”

The noble concubine ordered her to listen to what she should listen to and see what she could see, so that she could feel that the Jin Kingdom was as peaceful as ever, and she must not be allowed to know the current situation of the Jin Kingdom, otherwise she would be held accountable. And His Majesty offered to read the rest of the brief policies......

"The rest of the simple policies are either the suspicion of the monarchs and ministers, or the suffering of the war, and some are the people who are dissatisfied with the excessive forced labor, and they wantonly sing songs that shake the hearts of the people and are not conducive to Lin'an."

Yuefu Ling was a little frightened, thinking about it, thinking about it, he felt that God had given him a big problem, which was extremely tricky, and he couldn't find a solution to break his head Yuefu Ling, so he simply threw the mess to the overly smart Yuefu Cheng, and Yuefu Cheng turned his head and threw it to You Cheng, who was troubled by him all the year round.

You Cheng surnamed Hong, when he was in the imperial court of the Emperor Taishang, he had already begun to work in Yuefu, he was a man, sincere and down-to-earth, from an inconspicuous musician to a three-man You Cheng, but in recent years, because of the Yuefu Cheng who pressed on his head, he frequently stumbled on him, and he could not be promoted.

At night, You Yicheng was still worried about this matter, sitting in the room drinking glass after glass of wine to pour out his sorrows.

If he followed his own wishes, he would inevitably offend Fan Guifei and harm the whole clan, but he was even more unwilling to deceive the king and be an unloyal and unfilial minister.

When he was in a dilemma, someone knocked on the door outside to ask, he sat up, straightened his clothes, and said, "The door is open, come in." ”

Pushing the door in, there was a pair of young men and women, the male had handsome facial features, holding a stack of bamboo slips, and the female had a dignified appearance, holding a lampstand. The two walked up to You Yicheng and sat down.

"Father."

Seeing that it was his daughter and son-in-law, "You don't have to come over to say hello so late, you and your husband and wife can rest." ”

Hong put down the candlestick, glanced at the cups on the several, and said, "Seeing that the lights are still on in my father's room, come and have a look." Why is it so troublesome for my father to drink? Is Yuefu Cheng giving his father a problem again? ”

You Yicheng nodded, looked at her husband and wife a few times, and explained the whole story.

"So what is Father going to do?" The son-in-law asked.

You Yicheng was silent. He hadn't thought of a solution yet.

Hung understands his father's personality, "Has my father ever heard the story of a resurgence? ”

Weng and his son-in-law looked at Hong and looked at each other for a while, waiting for her to speak.

"Han Anguo, the imperial historian of King Xiao of Liang, was imprisoned, and the jailer Tian Jia humiliated and bullied him in every way, and Han Anguo said to Tian Jia: 'Won't the ashes recur? Tian Jia said, 'If it burns, I'll sprinkle a soak of urine to extinguish it.' Soon after, the imperial court sent an envoy to appoint Han Anguo as the internal historian of Liang, and he started from a prisoner as a 2,000-stone official, and Tian Jia abandoned the official and fled after hearing this. ”

After Hong finished speaking, he looked up at his father's face, his eyes shining with tears, "Father is loyal to his duty and never infringes on others, my daughter admires you from the bottom of my heart, I live a lifetime, and my daughter hopes that my father can always follow her own wishes, and don't follow in the footsteps of Tian Jia." ”

Hong's words made You Yicheng stunned, and he looked at his daughter with a keen nature, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. (To be continued.) )

ps: "Yongxiang Song", that is, "Song of Mrs. Qi" and "Song of Chung". It was made by Mrs. Qi, the favorite concubine of Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty.

The lyrics say: The son is the king, the mother is the captive! All day long, twilight is often with death! Three thousand miles away, who should tell you!