Chapter Twenty-Eight

Looking at Li Lan who walked to his side, the crown prince Zhu Youxiao's heart was slightly warm, he smiled bitterly at the woman, and said weakly: "Lan'er, you are here." โ€

Nodding slightly, he shook the prince's hand, which had become rough from carpentry, and stood with the prince. "Your Highness has something on your mind?" Gently resting her head on the man's shoulder, the woman whispered.

"Yes! Hongu felt so tired, and thought that he could change everything, but he found that he was not so outstanding, and he couldn't even change the reality at all. Zhu Youxiao's heart was a little depressed, after coming to this world, he used to be so confident and ambitious, but now he can't even decide when he will ascend the throne.

"Your Highness, Lan'er's parents died when she was very young, and although she was later adopted by her uncle, Lan'er also wandered on the streets. That kind of upheaval life, Lan'er will never forget in her life, she eats the last meal every day and never eats the next. The first thing I do when I open my eyes every day is to look for food, thinking about how to survive, and the children who are with me are either taken away or stolen and beaten to death. Except for these two roads, there is no way to live, at that time, Lan'er knew that there is nothing in this world that you deserve, you have to take it, take it by any means, so that you can survive. Feeling the man's hand around him tightened a little, Li Lan looked up and smiled.

"His Royal Highness inherited the country from his ancestors, and it can be said that Emperor Taizu fought through a lot of hardships, and this is the foundation left by Taizu to His Highness. Just like Lan'er said, nothing comes for nothing, and now His Highness has to defend his own things and not let others snatch his things away. No matter what happens, Lan'er will stand by His Highness's side, Lan'er is a person of His Highness in life and a ghost in death. The woman's words were very resolute, as if the man in front of her was his lifelong reliance and lifelong hope.

As the sun set, the moon hung in the air again, the breeze was gentle, the insects chirped, and the entire Forbidden City seemed to be no different from before.

Qianqing Palace, Chongde Palace, which used to be the dormitory of Emperor Taichang, is still brightly lit at this time. Huge white paper flowers are hung in front of the plaque, and rows of eunuchs and palace maids in mourning clothes are kneeling in the main hall, and the flames in the huge copper basin are constantly beating.

Crown Prince Zhu Youxiao was reluctant to return here, because Li Xuanzhi was here, that ill-intentioned woman. But he had to return here, because the coffin of his father, Emperor Taichang, who died on the woman's belly, was here.

took Li Lan's hand, walked into the hall slowly, came to the front of the coffin, took the incense handed over by the eunuch, and respectfully inserted it into the incense basin.

"This palace is going to stay here tonight, you can go back!" Glancing at Li Lan behind him with pity, the prince said softly.

Shaking his head slightly, Li Lan smiled and said, "No matter what His Highness wants to do!" Where His Highness is, Lan'er is there! โ€

"Alright then!" Gently touching the woman's hair, the prince smiled, turned back to the eunuch behind him and said: "This palace wants to be here to guard filial piety for my father, and no one in this palace has been seen for three days, you command to go down." "Since I can't change anything, then I can't do anything, maybe this is also a good way.

At this time, there was still a gentle breeze outside the main hall, and the moonlight was bright, but suddenly a black cloud floated from nowhere, blocking the originally bright moon, and the heaven and earth seemed to be shrouded in a thick black curtain.

From this day on, it was as if everything had returned to its previous state, there were no quarrels, no fights, everything was harmonious. Outside the palace, there seems to be nothing going on, the civil officials are silent, and the military generals restrain their subordinates. The people of Jinyiwei and Dongchang swaggered through the street from time to time, but they didn't cause trouble, they didn't make trouble, and even when they saw the businessmen who had been bullied in Pingri, they would smile kindly. Of course, only they themselves will think that it is a kind smile, and the whole city of Bฤ›ijing seems to usher in a peaceful and prosperous era, and the thieves and hooligans on the street have disappeared without a trace, and they have truly achieved the road without leaving any stone unturned, and not closing the door at night.

The crown prince Zhu Youxiao retreated for the first emperor to guard filial piety, and such news quickly came out, and a thought flashed in everyone's minds, that is, the mountain rain and the wind were all over the building.

On the morning of the third day of the ninth lunar month, it seemed that it was no different from yesterday, everything was normal, but some people finally couldn't help it. The first to stand up were two people, they were Zhou Jiamo, the secretary of the ministry, and Zuo Guangdou, the imperial historian of the Imperial Palace.

On this day, the two of them were placed on the table of the cabinet at the same time, but these two pieces did not stop, and were directly sent to the table of the eunuch Wang An, the master of ceremonies. What is surprising is that these two folds did not stop here, but arrived at Li Xuanzhi's table in an instant.

Looking at the wrinkles in front of him, Li Xuanzhi frowned slightly, picked up the wrinkle gently, opened it slowly, lowered his head and looked at it slowly.

"There is a Qianqing Palace in the inner court, and there is an imperial palace in the outer court, but the Son of Heaven has to live in the sky, but the queen has to live with the sky. Although the other concubines entered the palace in the second place, they were not allowed to live forever, not only to avoid suspicion, but also to respect and humble. The selection of the waiter is neither the mother-in-law nor the biological mother, as if he lives in the main palace, and His Royal Highness is a retreat to the Ciqing, not to keep a few feasts, to make a big gift, what is the name? The emperor has no virtue of taking off the hairpin and precept in advance, and he has no grace to raise him in His Royal Highness, how can this person be entrusted with the holy bow? And His Royal Highness is sixteen years old, supplemented by loyal and old, and supplemented by Gong Gu Qing Er, why worry about the lack of people, and still have to be fed and swaddled? The situation is just beginning, and it is appropriate to see it, so why entrust it to the hands of women and women? If you don't make a decision today, you will do it in the name of support. The disaster of the Wu clan will be seen again now, and there will be those who cannot bear to speak in the future. โ€

After reading it, Li Xuanzhi stood up abruptly and threw the fold in his hand hard, his whole body was trembling constantly, and his face was pale and terrible. I wanted to pick up the tea on the table, but before it could be brought to my mouth, there was not much tea left.

Li Xuanzhi really didn't expect that these so-called literati and scholars, ministers who had read the books of sages and sages, would actually write such things. At this time, she felt a deep helplessness, that kind of helplessness from the heart, these people simply did everything to move to herself. Li Xuanzhi believes that these people must have more unbearable tricks waiting for them, and they must find some way, otherwise they will really be doomed.

Walking down the steps slowly, picking up the fold, Li Xuanzhi looked down again.

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