"Long before His Royal Highness returned to Beijing from the border city of the town, the Empress Dowager had already concluded that it was definitely not King Xiang's original intention to kill them all."

After enduring it for many years and holding back the evil fire in his belly, Zhu Qiming didn't want to fade away the resentment in his heart. It's just that Mama Cui is an old man in Qingning Palace, and he can't afford to kneel there like this.

"Mama, please."

stepped forward and gave it a hand. After all, Mama Cui was old, knelt down for a moment, suddenly got up a little dizzy, shook a few times, and with Zhu Qiming's support, she could stand firmly.

At that time, the Warat people were also fighting His Highness's idea, and His Highness's captivity on the sixteenth day of the first month is a clear proof. On the one hand, the Tartar thieves wanted hostages, and on the other hand, there were other people who wanted to murder the royal family, all facing His Highness, and the two ends were mixed together, and no one could tell the difference for a while.

The Empress Dowager did not suspect Xining's head. Others don't know the details, but the Empress Dowager's heart is as clear as a mirror, Xining is from Xiangfu, and before His Royal Highness was assassinated and exiled, he happened to see the silk book in Qingning Palace.

Secret agents have secretly investigated twelve people, including Xining, but unfortunately there is no evidence, not to mention that Xining is a close minister of the Son of Heaven, and he is deeply rooted in the emperor's heart. So, the matter was put on hold. ”

Xining? That's it, Xining is Xining, and only Xining can be a new target to inherit the resentment in his mind.

Only when he pondered how to abuse Xining, did he not have any psychological burden. Xining is not like the master of Xiangfu, whose blood is thicker than water, and he has a deep connection.

After all, blaming the root of the suffering on one's uncle is always in the way of the heart. Crossing this door of the heart is tantamount to replacing the old pain with a new entanglement, and that's it.

I can't imagine that the imperial court will give me justice, the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment! If you want to make a break with the past, you can only rely on your own strength.

And once the idea of seeking revenge from his uncle flashes in his mind, he will subconsciously label himself as "evil" under some kind of psychological suggestion.

Sometimes when I think about it, I think it's boring to be a Chinese. Cangjie hollowed out his mind to create words, and these words themselves set a code of conduct for people, so the more literate they are, the more taboos they have.

For example, in terms of generation, looking for revenge on your uncle is equivalent to killing the following, after all, your uncle is also a "father", so the strange text of "弒" will emerge, which makes people shudder.

Of course, if the following killings are based on "goodness", and the person killed has a universally recognized "evil", the connotation of "弒" cannot be established.

However, Zhu Qiming was unable to control public opinion, and showed the world his "goodness" as an avenger and the "evil" of King Xiang as a perpetrator.

This leads to a more difficult choice, that is, after revenge, or simply before revenge, do nothing, kill more people, and lay down tens of millions of corpses, in order to ascend to the supreme position, under the rule of the historical law that the winner is king, let the halo of the king write good and evil arbitrarily.

Cut, you're a demon!

Zhu Qiming's growth environment has brought him too many insurmountable thinking confinements, and at his current age, the good thoughts in his heart have not faded. At this moment, stretching along the trajectory of "Yi", he couldn't open his brain hole even more.

He told himself that maybe Mama Cui's persuasion was right, or it was more realistic to think about Xining's evil.

However, Xining's evil is there, and it would be a waste of brainpower to think about it again!

Xiangfu wants to use Xining, and the Warat people also want to use Xining, but as everyone knows, the best at using it is Xining himself.

With a deep hatred of the sea of blood, Xining did not hesitate to harm himself, and forbearance for many years, needless to say, only by letting the Ming Dynasty destroy the country can he solve the hatred in his heart.

The malice of Xiangfu and Warat is infinitely magnified, while causing the disaster of Xiao Wall, and on the other hand, Daming and Warat are introduced into war mode.

Perhaps, Xining has dreamed of such a scene in her dreams countless times.

I can't let Xining be at ease anymore! Zhu Qiming gritted his teeth, and the words of the Holy Empress Dowager suddenly echoed in his ears, so he looked directly at Mama Cui for a long time, and said: "The thieves in Longmen River are all like the king of Hades who are asking for their lives, this should have nothing to do with Xining, right?" ”

The wrinkles on Cui's face trembled, "The Empress Dowager had a premonition, and later the slaves and maids also saw that there was more than one person who wanted to take advantage of Xiangfu. ”

That's the owner of Fu'an Palace? From Mama Cui, the correctness of the words of the Holy Empress Dowager was proven, which made Zhu Qiming inexplicably frustrated.

"If you want to use Xiangfu, you have to have chips that you can get your hands on!"

The corners of Cui's mouth twitched, and folds bulged on her face, and she was obviously going through a difficult struggle in her heart.

"Isn't there someone from Jinyun Pavilion around Your Highness, perhaps, Jinyun Pavilion has an answer that Your Highness is interested in."

Jinyun Pavilion!

In an instant, everything seemed to have returned to the original starting point, which made Zhu Qiming in a trance.

It's time for Xianxi Palace to pass the meal, it's better to go back! He slowly walked out of the East Pavilion, getting rid of the cold and darkness of the room, and under the harsh sunlight, the illusion of the appearance of the hidden person floated in his mind, and he was nostalgic for the dark room of Fang Cai.

There was a whisper from Cui Mama behind him: "Your Highness should not fight the idea of Xiangfu again, don't hide it from Your Highness, the Empress Dowager reserved a testament for Her Highness before her death, involving the old grievances between Yuefu, Weifu and Xiangfu, and I hope Your Highness will pay attention, don't force the slave maid to show that will!" ”

Walking like a fly on the road, he himself couldn't tell whether this decision was due to the lingering resentment in his brain, or from the relief after his heart was resolved.

He only knew that the Empress Dowager wanted to protect the people in a big line, and her thoughts before her death could still be used by future generations many years after her death. He even thought that the imperial grandmother's tolerance for Fu'an Palace was not because she missed anything, but because she was afraid that the delicate balance would be broken, which would hurt more people, if the owner of Fu'an Palace was really using Xiangfu in secret, as the Holy Empress Dowager said.

Zhu Qiming returned at the right time, and when he entered the main gate of Xianxi Palace, he almost bumped into Zisang.

"Please move to the dining room, the slave maid is going to Qingning Palace!"

Zisang was still smiling like a flower, which made Zhu Qiming look at her a few more times.

Sui Zisang entered the dining room on the west side, Zhu Qiming had a seat alone, and there was a burst of laughter from the larger dining room next door, and Lu Xiyao's voice naturally blended into it. Listen carefully, there seems to be a large group of concubines such as the Qian family, the Zhou family, and the Qin family, but they haven't heard the phoenix sound of the Wang family for a long time.

Yale sounded, Zhu Qiming drank alone, and the figures of several courteous palace maids shook in front of him, and for some reason, his thoughts drifted to the Qianqing Palace.

At this moment, is the emperor also drinking alone?