Chapter 42: Settled

Ming Fang Zhenren smiled slightly, as if the wind was not aimed at him. "It's okay for you to just say that you're a liar, you don't need to be so cynical. A few years of life as a prince have made you wear off a lot of edges and corners, and I think back then, what Poor Dao saw was a pair of clear eyes, not the eyes full of sophistication and suspicion now. He sat down on a chair to himself, "Well, that's all your choice, there is no reason to talk nonsense, this time I used the secret method to summon you, just for one thing." ”

As soon as he said those words, Feng Wuxian felt regretful, not to mention the emperor's trust in this old man, just based on the time he had taught himself, it was too much to talk about it. However, Ming Fang Zhenren's later words made him forget everything, what made him use this method to summon him?

"The emperor once asked whether Poor Dao was a long or a young, and Poor Dao rejected this question because he couldn't interfere in the government, thinking that this is the most difficult thing for the emperor now." Ming Fang Zhenren sighed, his expression suddenly became extremely serious, "Although the emperor is still in good health now, but the longevity of Yang is not long, within five years, there will be a hurdle, if you can get through it safely, you can add another five years of Yang Shou, if not, I am afraid that you will return to the West." ”

Feng Wuxian listened to these words that could not be passed on, and suddenly felt frightened, he really didn't understand why this old man just talked about this matter to himself, under the nervousness, his palms were already pierced with blood by his nails, and his lips had been bitten. If these news are known by others, what will be the unimaginable consequences, and what does Ming Fang Zhenren want to do?

"Once the emperor dies, Poor Dao will also be forced to be martyred, which is a predestined thing. However, there is one thing that Poor Dao has never told the truth to the emperor, and it is not only the prince who covets the throne, but there are other people who are also eyeing him in the dark. As long as the new monarch ascends the throne, all conflicts will break out in an instant, and that is also the most dangerous moment for you. "Ming Fang real people talk eloquently, it seems that they are talking about small things.

"Without a trace, the poor Dao has not passed on many ways to save your life, but the Nine Refining Yin and Yang Gang will definitely be able to save you once in the future, and now it is just to make you less troubled by illness. Lingyun's society has been passed down for hundreds of years, but this time the catastrophe did not come from foreign enemies, but from the court, and I am afraid that you will have a hard time dealing with it. Maybe the emperor will give you power before he dies, but you have to be careful, everything is hidden behind the darkness, and there is only so much that the poor Dao can tell you. ”

This time, Feng Wuxian really left the palace in a groggy state, and the words he heard today were so many and chaotic that he almost couldn't sort out his thoughts. Although the four-person official sedan chair was stable, he still had a feeling of dizziness. Compared with the words behind Ming Fang Zhenren, it is just a trivial matter for the origin to be discovered, if the old man had the heart to expose it, he would not wait until today. It's really like that kind of fortune teller! Feng Wuxian couldn't help but think of the experience that Shi Jingqi had relayed, could it be that the world was really such a coincidence?

Although the matter of the emperor's concubine was rumored, He Xueming's action of entering the palace was not publicized. Although it also went through a series of ceremonies, compared to the grand scene when the emperor canonized Concubine Yu, this time the concubine can only be said to be very aggrieved. He Furong knew that it was because of his official position that he had not recovered, and he couldn't help but feel very sorry for his daughter, the usually pampered girl had to deal with the open guns and arrows in the harem in an instant, and there was not even a reliable person who could be trusted, how could he not worry? However, this is the only way to revive the He family, so in the face of his daughter's tears, his attitude has always been tough and cold.

The ninth day of December in the twenty-second year of Wanlie, an auspicious day. He Xueming stepped into the palace on this day and was named Concubine Hui. If He Furong is still in her position, she can at least get the title of a concubine, but at this time, the He family has not yet recovered, and the emperor has named her a concubine to look at the weight behind that family. In order to appease the group of courtiers, the emperor specially gave Zhonghe Palace as the concubine's bedroom, and he was lucky to be there for three days, which made the harem talk for a while.

He Xueming is also a smart person in Bingxue, she knows that her position is not as good as others, and her time in the palace is short, and she went to visit other concubines in the palace for a few days, hoping to make a friendship. Helplessly, the concubines in the palace are all people with eyes above the top, and there are few people who know how to do it, and now seeing that the He family is losing power, they all treat each other coldly, and the Degui Concubine Lan family simply blocked He Xueming from the door. However, Concubine Yun was a person, so she left her to talk for a while, and then instructed the palace maid to send a return gift, but He Xueming still noticed the loneliness of this concubine.

Only Concubine Yu Xiao really received this Concubine Hui with hospitality, she knew very well the reason why He Xueming entered the palace, so she didn't put that set of shelves on the face, and she didn't shy away from asking questions about Concubine Hui's hand. Concubine Hui had heard about Xiao's power from her father, and she never dared to talk too much, and her expression was mostly respectful. After a conversation, He Xueming really understood the power of Xiao, whether it was speech and demeanor or physical appearance, Xiao's was far better than her cousin, no wonder she had been favored for more than ten years, so she became more and more careful.

It was easy to stay up until the end of the visit, and He Xueming already felt a cold sweat. Although she was born in a family and has seen a lot of intrigue scenes, this is the first time she has experienced this kind of confrontation between harem ladies. Xiao's words and kind but hidden look made her shudder. Thinking of her father's earnest instructions before entering the palace, she even had a ridiculous feeling, why did she, a fledgling chick, fight with others?

He Xueming grabbed the handkerchief in her hand, held back the tears in her eyes, and tried her best to control her emotions. She is a tool for the revitalization of the He family, and at the same time, the only hope for the family, if she falls easily, then the transaction between the emperor and his father will be in vain. She did not want the emperor's favor, the supreme who had shown his old state was not a good match in the girl's heart, however, she had to accept his caresses, his favor, and every drop of his rain and dew, because the family needed a new prince to inherit the hope.

The New Year is approaching again, however, compared to the joy of the people, the decorations in the palace are gorgeous, but there is no festive atmosphere. Although he was in the deep palace, the concubines all knew that Feng Wuzhao had been escorted back to Beijing. The favored concubines such as the Xiao family and the Lan family were all paying close attention to the emperor's every move, and the disposal of Feng Wuzhao directly involved the position of the harem concubines, as well as the future belonging of Kunning Palace, and they had to cheer up their spirits.

Ever since he was imprisoned in the Zongren Mansion, Feng Wuzhao has been waiting for the arrival of the emperor. He has made such a rebellious event, presumably his father will not be easily guilty without asking to understand, he holds this last hope. Only the two of them were present when he handed over to Feng Wufang, he thought that he could get some words out of Feng Wufang's mouth, but who expected that this King of Anjun had an extremely tight mouth, except for a few words of comfort that were useless at all, there was not a single word of truth. As soon as Zhan Pohan "escorted" him into the capital, he disappeared, but he, the prince, could only look up at the sky in the courtyard of the Zongren Mansion.

The emperor did not come after all, but ordered someone to send a cold will, to remove the prince of Feng Wuzhaosheng, and ban him forever in the Zongren Mansion, and he will not be pardoned in case of forgiveness. This ruthless edict suddenly plunged Feng Wuzhao into despair, and he intended to commit suicide that night, and if it weren't for the guards guarding the guards, a noble prince would have died quietly. After the news reached the palace, the emperor was extremely angry, and strictly ordered the Zongren Mansion to prevent the wind from seeking death, and even sent additional henchmen to guard it.

That night, when the Empress He in the Kunning Palace finally fell into her dying, the emperor hesitated again and again, and finally stepped into the queen's bedroom again. What appeared in front of him was an unrecognizable body that was so emaciated that its sallow face seemed to show all the misery that He had suffered before, and the breath was faint.

"How many hours does the queen have?" The Emperor turned his head and asked, "How did she become like this?" Haven't you ever used medicine? He asked exasperatedly. Although the relationship between husband and wife has been broken, the He family, as the lord of the six palaces, has fallen into such a state, which is intolerable to this supreme.

Shen Ruhai's heart jumped, "If you go back to the emperor, the queen mother refused to eat since a month ago, and it was the palace maids who forced herself to pour some food, and this time it has been maintained until now." Weichen has been using ginseng soup to nourish the vitality of the mother. If it weren't for that, I'm afraid that the mother wouldn't even be able to celebrate the New Year. "He is most afraid of the emperor's anger, although the emperor and queen are not known to the Manchu Dynasty, but of course the emperor has to act on the surface, just ask not to really embarrass him.

"Well, you all step aside, and I want to be alone with the queen for a while." The emperor's face changed several times, and finally he commanded in a deep voice. Shen Ruhai was pardoned and hurriedly retired, and a group of eunuchs and palace maids tiptoed back at night, although no one could guess the emperor's intentions.

The emperor looked at He wordlessly, and the only trace of warmth gradually emerged, from the affection when the hair was knotted to the strangeness after that, she changed a lot, but how could she not be wrong? If this woman marries an ordinary man, she may be able to spend this life plainly, but she is the mother of a country, jealous and immoral, these two alone doom her to be unable to live in peace and honor, maybe this is also fate.

"No Zhao, no Zhao......" He suddenly muttered to himself, his voice almost unrecognizable. The emperor smiled bitterly, and he was still thinking about his son when he was dying, which was really the nature of a woman to protect her calf. "Don't kill him, brother, don't kill him, I beg you, don't kill him......" He whispered again, his voice getting lower and lower.

One sentence reminded the emperor of his past affection, so he shook his head helplessly. He leaned down lightly and said softly, "I will never kill him, you can leave with confidence." ”

The queen's body shook, her eyes opened a little, and she looked at her husband for the last time with that extremely gloomy look, and the last trace of brilliance appeared on her face.

On January 29, the twenty-third year of Wanlie, Queen He swallowed her last breath in Kunning Palace, saying "filial piety, benevolence and respect".