"Boom!"

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However, for the people standing in a small courtyard in the side hall of the Dragon Head Palace, the thunder and lightning in the sky were not as powerful as Jia Huan's words.

This Liu Zhaorong is the queen mother's confidant and palace maid!

Scratch...... Catch her?

"Jia Huan, you dare! I am the person next to the Queen Mother, who dares to touch me? ”

Liu Zhaorong's face was even more hideous, angry and angry, pointing at Jia Huan and shouting.

"Jia Huan, do you want to rebel?"

King Chungshun, who was locked in the house, also roared angrily.

Jia Huan didn't pay attention to them, just turned his head to look at Ye Chu on the side, his eyes were calm.

Somehow, after seeing this gaze, Ye Chu's heart suddenly twitched, and he became a little nervous.

It was as if he had seen Emperor Longzheng's gaze before.

He took a deep breath and said in his heart, anyway, this order was given by Jia Huan, and he was just the executor.

Therefore, as soon as he waved his hand, several black-armored royal forest soldiers behind him stepped forward and took down Liu Zhaorong, who was fluttering wildly, and several palace people behind her.

Seeing that Jia Huan didn't say anything more, the corners of Ye Chu's mouth twitched, gritted his teeth, and said, "Shut up, press down, and lock up in the dungeon!" ”

In the palace, there is also a dungeon for the palace people who have made mistakes.

After the Imperial Forest Army pressed down Liu Zhaorong and other palace people in the Empress Dowager's palace, Jia Huan slowly turned around, looked at the door lock, and looked at the pale and inward-looking Zhongshun Wang, and said lightly: "For the sake of Xing'er's face, persuade the prince......

If the prince still wants to spend the rest of his life in peace, it is better to be stable.

Now, it's not the same as it used to be......"

After that, Jia Huan tightened the clothes on his body, and on this thunderstorm day, he actually felt a little chilly.

Then, ignoring all kinds of eyes, he held a white palace umbrella and turned away.

……

After coming out of Longshou Palace, Jia Huan originally wanted to go directly to the Fengxian Hall on the west side of the imperial court of Daming Palace.

Emperor Daxing died, and he had to stop for at least 7749 days.

During this period, the Manchu Dynasty's civil ministers and military officials, the emperor's relatives and relatives, all came here to cry for three days, cry for five days, and cry for seven days.

Moreover, it is not allowed to ask for leave, and the internal relatives can be ordered to report illness, but the foreign ministers who are deeply favored by the emperor are not allowed.

According to the rites, he also has to weep for the spirit.

Today's outbreak made Jia Huan really feel cold.

Behind that kind of warmth and affection, there is such a cold and even dirty calculation.

This made Jia Huan extremely disappointed.

Therefore, he didn't dare to take Emperor Longzheng's kindness seriously, and he resisted a little......

"Ninghou, Ninghou ......"

Before Jia Huan reached the Daming Palace, he suddenly heard someone chasing behind him.

He looked back and saw that it was Su Peisheng, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Su Peisheng was also covered in white, and after he came, although he didn't smile, his eyes were full of kindness when he looked at Jia Huan.

Seeing this, Jia Huan nodded, and said Mu Ran: "Father-in-law Su, but what is Your Majesty's will?" ”

Su Peisheng looked at Jia Huan Muran's appearance, hesitated, and then moved closer and said in a low voice: "Ning Hou, the festival is good."

Although the Emperor Taishang has returned to the sky, His Majesty is still there.

Although Your Majesty is a little stricter, he is no worse than the Emperor Taishang to you......

You are still as unrestrained in front of Your Majesty as before, and Your Majesty also likes you and feels close.

If you keep being like this, if someone takes the opportunity to slander you, saying that you have resentment, even if Your Majesty believes you, it will inevitably ...... after a long time."

When Jia Huan heard this, he looked at the old man in front of him with some emotion.

It is said that these people who have gone to their roots are pickled freaks with a deformed mentality, who only recognize money and power.

But the father-in-law Su in front of him made Jia Huan take a special look.

You must know that these words should never come from the mouth of an internal prisoner.

As long as these words were spread out in a sentence and a half, even Emperor Longzheng couldn't spare him.

As a slave of the Son of Heaven, he dared to figure out the holy will, make friends with foreign ministers, eat inside and out, and have to peel off his skin if he doesn't die.

However, Su Peisheng was able to say this to him.

Looking at the humble and concerned gaze in the eyes of this old man, Jia Huan, who had been cold for a day, suddenly had a sour eye, hurriedly lowered his head, nodded heavily, and said, "Thank you Gonggong Su for your guidance, I wrote it down." ”

Su Peisheng is the best at reading people, how can he not know that Jia Huan understands his good intentions?

He smiled with relief and said, "It's best if Ning Hou can understand nature, as for Xie Nuwen?" Ha ha! Ning Hou, you will still call the slave Lao Su in the future, and the slave and maid will listen more kindly.

After living in this palace for so many years, the slave maid has seen the only one who even has a human touch to the slave maid, and you are the first one. ”

Hearing this, Jia Huan nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

After saying this, Su Peisheng slapped his head again and said, "I almost forgot, Ning Hou, Your Majesty appreciated it greatly after knowing your disposition." Coincidentally, His Majesty wants Ning Hou to deal with the case of Huang Choufu, the head of Cining Palace. ”

Jia Huan was stunned when he heard this, frowned slightly, and said, "Now? ”

Su Peisheng nodded and said in a deep voice: "Ning Hou, there are too many villains in the palace, and I really have to guard against it!" The Emperor, His Majesty, and the Emperor's grandson, all three of them were murdered by the internal supervisors.

This shows that there are indeed traitors in the palace who are trying to rebel and persecute the nobles.

His Majesty said that in order to prevent thieves from fishing in troubled waters, there is no need for the palace guards to prevent such investigations.

Therefore, His Majesty ordered Ning Hou to transfer the innocent soldiers and horses of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division into the palace to eliminate such thieves.

In particular, it is important to ensure the safety of the Queen Mother's palace first.

Ning Hou, do you understand? ”

When Jia Huan heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked softly: "Now?" ”

Su Peisheng's face changed when he heard this, and he whispered: "Ning Hou only needs to guarantee that the thief can't get out of the palace......

For the rest, wait until Emperor Daxing enters the mausoleum......"

When Jia Huan heard this, he understood in his heart.

Emperor Longzheng, this is afraid that the Queen Mother will send people to attack everywhere again to promote the good things that Emperor Longzheng has done.

According to common sense, the emperor dies, and the emperor is about to reign in the world, and the queen mother should be wiser.

But it's really hard to say what this old lady who has been shrewd for most of her life, but who can't be seen by Emperor Longzheng, will do......

Once she seriously sent people around to promote Emperor Longzheng's "good name", then Emperor Longzheng would have a headache.

If someone really wants to come up with a version of the Queen Mother's "Clothes and Belt Edict", Emperor Longzheng will really sit on wax......

I don't know how many people outside are eager to get rid of him, but he only lacks such a name......

Thinking of this, Jia Huan nodded and said, "Then I'll go out of the palace to gather soldiers and horses first." ”

When Su Peisheng heard this, he laughed dryly and said, "The Ning Hou family will always be waiting outside the palace, loyal, why don't Ning Hou let them go and gather quickly?" ”

Hearing this, Jia Huan twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at Su Peisheng.

What you said just now is better than singing, and now you don't even dare to let Lao Tzu out of the palace gate?

Su Peisheng smiled bitterly and lowered his voice: "Ning Hou, it's not a slave...... Really, at this time, I have to ......"

"Alright."

Seeing that Su Peisheng was entangled and half dead, Jia Huan didn't force him anymore, took out a pair of cards from his arms, engraved a black cloud on it, and a Jia word, handed it to Su Peisheng and said: "You hold this token and let people go outside the palace to spread the word to Uncle Yuan, he knows how to do it, and I won't leave the palace." ”

When Su Peisheng heard this, he was grateful, and after taking the token, he handed it to a yellow door behind him and asked him to go quickly.

Then he turned around and said, "Ning Hou, Your Majesty's grace, said that since it is a national funeral, then Princess Mingzhu does not need to pray for the Emperor Taishang in Ganye Temple, cough ......

Ning Hou, you can take the time to go to Ganye Temple now and pick up Princess Mingzhu out. ”

When Jia Huan heard this, his eyes changed......

Apricots.

……

A storm is shaking.

In front of the Imperial City, the Inner Court, and the Ganye Temple, Jia Huan held a big White House umbrella and stood quietly.

Through the rain curtain, my eyes are always looking at the closed gate of Ganye Temple.

Just a few months apart, but it is like a world away, and the world has changed.

"Squeak...... Yikes......"

In the sound of the rain, the sound of the door shaft turning was extremely harsh to Jia Huan.

He stared at him, took another step forward, and then saw the door slowly open.

The two hostesses held umbrellas and personally sent a slender figure to the door.

Then, he bowed in the direction of Jia Huan, and after closing the eleven times, the two hostesses turned back and entered the temple and closed the door.

Since then, between heaven and earth, in the long rain curtain, it seems that there are only two people left.

"Apricot ......"

Looking at the long green silk curled into a bun, a wooden hairpin was gently hairpinned on the head.

The wide bhikshuni is dressed in the body, but there is a kind of dusty beauty.

Ying Xing'er's eyes are still so bright and moving.

It's just a faint sadness on his face, but it makes Jia Huan feel distressed.

He slowly walked to the temple gate with an umbrella and looked at Ying Xing'er.

Ying Xing'er first looked at Jia Huan's eyes, then at his sideburns, and smiled brightly.

However, when she saw the white silk tied around Jia Huan's waist, tears fell instantly.

She was raised by the Emperor Taishang......

"Huanlang, the Emperor, really ......"

Ying Xing'er's voice was a little hoarse, and she looked at Jia Huan and asked.

Jia Huan nodded and said, "The dragon body of the Emperor Taishang is now in the Fengxian Palace. ”

Hearing this, Ying Xing'er closed her eyes tightly, her heart was like a knife, and then asked: "So, Imperial Grandfather, did he fail in his retreat?" ”

Jia Huan was silent, nodded, and said, "Yes, Emperor Tai...... Gone mad. ”

After Ying Xing'er whimpered, she asked again, "What about Grandpa Liang?" ”

When Jia Huan heard this, he moved his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.

After a while, Jia Huan didn't answer, Ying Xing'er slowly raised her head, looked at Jia Huan and said, "Grandpa Liang, are you dead too?" ”

Jia Huan's body shook slightly, and he looked at Ying Xing'er in surprise.

But when she saw Ying Xing'er in tears, she actually laughed, but her smile was so bitter......

"Huanlang, can you understand now why Liu Ziluan issued a sad sentence that he wishes to live for life and not be reborn in the emperor's family?"

"Apricot ......"

Jia Huan called bitterly, but he didn't know how to comfort Ying Xing'er.

He didn't expect Ying Xing'er to be so smart.

But also, she was far smarter than him......

But the more this happens, the more painful it becomes.

Love is deep and longevity, and wisdom will hurt.

Just thinking about it, Jia Huan can't stand this kind of blow.

Ying Xing'er shook her head, looked far away from the imperial city, and said softly: "Huanlang, my princess's mansion, have you built it for me?" ”

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Afraid or not!! (To be continued.) )