Time flies, and it's March. Spring in the north is late, although the spring cold in March is still steep, but the river has frozen unconsciously, and the cold air in the air has unconsciously become gentle like a lover's hand, blowing on the face and sometimes warm.

One day, people suddenly found that the weeping willows on both sides of the Bianhe River seemed to turn into a faint green smoke overnight, and then they realized that spring had arrived. And once this is realized, the weather is also quickly warmer, the swallows return, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and everything changes very quickly.

The Lin family lived a peaceful and peaceful life. After Lin Jue was appointed as the third envoy, for a long time, there was no major incident in the court and at home. Spring is coming again, and all the wives and concubines are in a good mood. Get together every day to hang out, and there is no dispute when it is lively and lively. And the good news of the Lin family is here again, Xie Yingying found out that she was pregnant at the end of February, and the Lin family was happy again.

The pain of Fang Huanqiu's mother and daughter has also slowly subsided over time. Although the pain of losing a loved one cannot be completely eliminated, over time, these will slowly be transformed into warm memories, and people will always come out.

One day in early March, Lin Jue accompanied Mrs. Fang and Huanqiu to visit the tomb in Cuigu in the west of the city, and saw that a layer of green grass had grown on Fang Dunru's grave, and he was embarrassed. The gentleman's voice and smile are still in front of him, but grass has already grown on his grave. The fragility of life and the impermanence of the world can be seen.

On the way back to the city, Mrs. Fang took the initiative to talk about Lin Jue and Huanqiu's marriage, and she asked Lin Jue when she planned to officially marry Huanqiu. Lin Jue naturally didn't have any problems, but Fang Huanqiu said something that surprised Lin Jue and the others.

"After my dad died, I used to blame myself. When my father was alive, I was selfish and willful, and I often made him angry. My father was against me marrying my brother at the beginning, but later he reluctantly agreed to it. I think my father must still think that I shouldn't marry my brother as a concubine. But in this life, if I am not a senior brother and do not marry, I can only go against my father's wishes. But I had to keep filial piety for my father for three years as a sign of repentance to my father. I hope my brother and mother will agree to me about this. When I get married now, I am sorry in my heart, and I will not be happy. ”

These words were irrefutable, and Mrs. Fang tried her best to persuade Fang Huanqiu not to do this, telling her that in fact, Fang Dunqiu had already acquiesced to this matter and would not blame her, but Fang Huanqiu still refused to believe it. Lin Jue knew that in fact, the root of the problem was the pimple in Fang Huanqiu's heart, and she couldn't get over her own level. The death of her husband hit her beyond the imagination of others, so she blamed Fang Dunru's death on various reasons, including the fact that she had to get along with her father against his wishes. If this sense of guilt is not eliminated, it is indeed difficult to get out of it completely. All diseases can be cured, but the disease in the heart is the most difficult to treat.

Lin Jue is not in a hurry, Huanqiu is by his side, and it is not a problem to wait for three or five years. But this is the most youthful three years of Huanqiu. Keeping filial piety for three years means that you can't wear fancy clothes, you can't participate in feasting and drinking pleasures during these three years, and you must live in simplicity and not smile. These are unacceptable to Lin Jue. He needs Huanqiu to return to his normal life. Only a normal life can wipe away the shadow in my heart.

"Three years is too long, I don't agree. Huanqiu, I respect your filial piety, but you don't need to treat yourself like this. You don't have to frame yourself a three-year period. Mr. Quanxia knows, and he doesn't want you to live up to Shaohua's filial piety for three years. My wife is still here, if you are like this, how can my wife be worthy? Isn't your right to filial piety to your father's righteousness to your mother? Let your wife worry about you? In this way, keep filial piety for a year, with full filial piety. In a year's time, I'm going to marry you. That's it. ”

Lin Jue ended the episode by intervening strongly. It is the duty to keep filial piety for one year, and three years is too much. Lin Jue was confident that he could quickly let Fang Huanqiu come out.

In the imperial court, the situation has been quiet recently. Lin Jue himself felt a little incredible. The quietness of Lu Zhongtian, Wu Chunlai, Yang Jun and others makes people feel a little unaccustomed. Lin Jue sometimes thinks about whether he is nervous, and the quietness of his opponent has become a reason for his uneasiness, is this a bit of a masochistic tendency. But thinking about it carefully, Lin Jue understood that this was not because he was nervous, but because he knew that it was impossible for Lu Zhongtian and the others to be so willing to bow down.

The changes in the atmosphere of the DPRK are becoming more and more unfavorable to them, and their prestige is losing day by day. How could they, who were originally so powerful and unable to tolerate dissent, accept such a situation calmly? Moreover, the struggle for the throne is a matter of life and death, how could they possibly give up this competition, wouldn't that be equivalent to giving up everything?

Therefore, the answer given by Lin Jue in his heart was that this group of people must be holding back some bad water and some kind of ghost idea. But he didn't know what they were going to do, and this was what Lin Jue felt uncomfortable about. When the conspiracy is presented to you, it is not scary, but the scary thing is that you have no idea what kind of conspiracy it is. It's like you're standing in the light of the night, surrounded by powerful enemies in the darkness on all sides. You know they're going to do it, but you don't know where your opponent is coming from, and you can take your life with a hidden arrow or a hidden weapon. That's what frightens people.

Lin Jue didn't dare to take it lightly, the order to protect everyone in the family when they traveled was never revoked, and Lin Jue was afraid that the opponent would attack his family. Lin Jue also took the risk of sneaking into Wu Chunlai's mansion with Bai Bing again, but found nothing in the end. And the vigilance in Wu Chunlai's mansion has increased a lot, and he was almost caught by mistake last time. Lin Jue finally decided to give up this adventure. If he was really caught, it would really be a capsized boat in the gutter.

On the ninth day of March, the first flowers bloomed in the palace. In the bright spring afternoon, Guo Chong, whose condition had been basically cured by the decoction, was sitting in the spring light in the afternoon and pretending to sleep. The nose was full of the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the spring sun shone warmly on his body, which made Guo Chong's whole body feel comfortable, and he almost fell asleep.

At this moment, the sound of gentle footsteps woke Guo Chong's sweet dream. When Guo Chong opened his eyes, he saw Qian Delu's chubby body staggering from the side of the rockery, and his face seemed to be full of anxiety.

"Slaves and maids should be damned, disturbing the emperor's rest. Slaves deserve to die. "Qian Delu was a little panting, only thirty steps from the entrance to here, but Qian Delu walked very quickly, fat and his old body was a little unbearable, so he was a little out of breath.

"Didn't I tell you not to bother? Why are you here again? Guo Chong muttered dissatisfiedly.

"The emperor was angry, it was Prime Minister Lu Yang Shumi and Vice Minister Wu who came and asked to see the emperor. The slave maid said that the emperor was resting, and they had to see the emperor, saying that there was an important event to report. The slave had to come to the court. Chandlu said busily.

"Oh?" Guo Chong sat up straight, frowned, and said, "They came together?" What's the big deal? ”

"How dare this slave ask? A few adults are walking under the porch and waiting, please show the emperor if you want to see them. Chandlu said.

"See, of course. Call them here. Guo Chong straightened his clothes and stood up.

Qian Delu hurriedly turned around and left, and soon led Lu Zhongtian, Yang Jun, Wu Chunlai and others to come quickly.

"Ministers knock on the saint, long live long live!" Lu Zhongtian and the others saw Guo Chong, who was standing beside a sea of flowers with his hands in his hands, and hurriedly shouted Long live and knelt on the ground to salute.

Guo Chong waved his hand and smiled: "Flat, no need to be polite." The Prime Minister and the Privy Counsellor came to see me together, is this something serious? ”

Lu Zhongtian and the others thanked and stood up, but their expressions were a little embarrassed, and they wanted to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong with you? Isn't there something important to report? Why don't you speak? Guo Chong was a little surprised.

Lu Zhongtian and Yang Jun glanced at each other, nodded, stepped forward and bowed, "Your Majesty, this matter is ...... If it's a big deal, it's a big deal. If it's not a big deal, then it's ...... It's not a big deal. The ministers didn't know whether to report to the emperor or not. Can you ask the emperor to forgive your subordinates for the crime of disrespect? ”

Guo Chong was even more puzzled, frowning and said, "What is the matter?" Let's just say it. What is the sin of disrespect? There is something to say, what to do. ”

Lu Zhongtian hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed and said, "Lord Wu, hand over the fold." The matter has come to this point, and I can only report it to the emperor and let the emperor know. ”

Wu Chunlai hummed, bowed forward, and handed over a piece of music with both hands. Guo Chong frowned and glanced at him, reached out and snatched the piece away, unfolded it and read it.

The three of them peeked at Guo Chong's face, and saw that Guo Chong's face changed from peaceful and quiet at the beginning to frowning in an instant, then red in the next moment, and white in the next moment.

", all? No way? That's impossible? Where did you get this hearsay from you? Do you believe that? Nonsense, I don't believe it. It's disgusting, you're here to show me this? Nonsense! Guo Chong suddenly scolded and scolded, stretched out his hand and threw it, and the song flew out with a bang, spreading out in the air, like a white streamer falling on a blooming moon flower.

"The emperor is angry, the emperor is angry!" Lu Zhongtian, Yang Jun and Wu Chunlai hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said in a loud voice.

"How can you, as important ministers of the Great Zhou, believe such nonsense? What do you want to do? Say! Do you dare to repay me with such falsehoods? I'm dizzy. Ahem, cough, cough. Guo Chong pointed at the three of them excitedly and scolded, and under the emotion, Guo Chong, who had not coughed for a long time, actually coughed violently and bowed his waist like a shrimp.

"The emperor takes care of himself, the emperor is angry." Lu Zhongtian shouted.

Qian Delu walked quickly to support Guo Chong's body and said continuously: "Your Majesty, please sit down, the slave maid will make you tea." Don't get angry, don't get angry. ”