Jia Yushuang is Jia Yinbao's granddaughter, not very old, Dan Feng's eyes are hanging eyebrows, and she is brave and knowledgeable.

When Xunyang was hit by floods last year, she suggested that her grandfather give porridge for disaster relief. When asked why she did this, she replied, "The silver has to be smashed left and right, so just smash it louder." ”

Jia Yushuang fell from the clouds to the mud when she was nine years old, and her grandmother was on death row. The mother, her elders, and her sisters were imprisoned.

Waiting for them is to be slaves, slaves, and even worse, official prostitutes.

When the house was seized, Jia Yushuang was playing a game of grass fighting with her sisters, and her carefree and happy days were interrupted by officers and soldiers who suddenly broke in.

It was as if a hundred-foot-tall building collapsed in an instant, and suddenly, without warning, the family was broken, the trees were scattered.

Jia Yushuang and her mother sat on the straw. The cell was filthy, and the ground was so stained with water that it was impossible to look at directly.

Jia Yushuang snuggled in her mother's arms. There were rats in the cells, scurrying around them openly. Her mother held her in her arms.

Some of the sisters and aunts were so frightened that they screamed and jumped up to avoid the mice. Jia Yushuang hugged her mother with her backhand, ignoring the big mouse next to her.

She couldn't figure it out, the famous Jia Mansion in Xunyang City collapsed in an instant, why?

It is this confusion, the persistence to uncover this confusion, that supports her to live no matter what kind of predicament she is. She asked for an answer.

The guard put a clay basin on the ground, and there were two bowls with openings, and the clay basin had a whooshing smell, and it was black and black because it was indistinguishable.

No one reached out and moved the chopsticks, and the food that Jiafu fed to the cats and dogs was much better than this.

The next day, the guards stuffed the clay basin in, and Jia Yushuang poured the pasty-like things into the bowl, and her mother stopped her with her eyes: "Shuang'er." ”

Jia Yushuang handed the bowl to her mother, who raised her hand to cover her mouth. Jia Yushuang closed her eyes and ate her meal.

On the third day, as soon as the tile pot landed, people rushed up. A pot of rice was quickly swept away, and those who moved more slowly could only cry at the empty basin.

Jia Yushuang was quick to grab a bowl and handed it to her mother. The mother ate half of the bowl with tears in her eyes and pushed it to her.

Creation makes people, Jia Yushuang never expected that one day she would meet Jiang Yao. Is it a karmic gathering? Or is it not that the enemies do not get together?

For a few days, people no longer covered their noses to fight against the filth and bad air in the cells; No longer frowning, swallowing the glutinous rice in the clay pot; No more tossing and turning, in order to brew sleepiness on the straw.

Their eyes were blank and numb to accept reality. The top priority is to live, what is more important than being able to live!

Their hair was like a tomp of straw, rolled together. Splendid Ayara is dirty and can't see the color, and her body is greasy and greasy.

It seems that people really have blessings that they can't enjoy, and there are no hardships that they can't endure.

Even if you live like a pig or a dog, you have to suffer day by day. Getting out of this prison door alive is the only thought.

In 837 AD, Concubine Wang De's life came to an end. She spent almost a year on her hospital bed.

Wenzong proposed to depose the crown prince, although he did so because of the minister's opposition. But here is Concubine Wang De, it has become a heart disease. If there is a stir, Concubine De will be cranky.

Concubine Wang De's heart is not steady, and she worries every day that Li Yong will get into trouble and make his father angry, and Wenzong will bring up the old things again.

Every day is like a frightened bird, depressed. He is less than thirty years old and already has gray hair.

Every time Li Yong asked his mother to say goodbye, Concubine De couldn't help but advise, "Emperor, how is your homework lately?" You should study well with the Taifu, listen to the Taifu's teachings, and don't think about feasting, drinking, and playing all day long. ”

Every time I say it, it's just those few words that go over and over. Concubine De invisibly transferred her anxiety to her son.

Li Yong's ears could hear the calluses, looking at the white hair on the sideburns of the concubine and the haggard face of the mother, he would listen patiently to the concubine.

"Mother, the child writes it down, and obeys the teachings of the mother." Li Yonggong respectfully promised to retire.

After leaving the Changning Palace and returning to the East Palace, Li Yong still went his own way.

Concubine Yang Xian couldn't wait for Li Yong to be a demon, so Liu Chucai came over to report: "Niangniang, the villain has been in the East Palace for some time, and the prince has been active recently. ”

Concubine Xian was overjoyed when she heard this, "You have done a good job, you have worked hard to serve the prince, and you will be rewarded." ”

Zhang Shishi took out two gold ingots, and Liu Chucai kowtowed to thank him. Earn two gold ingots in a few words, and follow Concubine Xian Niangniang Yes, this is a big tree that shades and shelters from the sun.

In the evening, Wenzong went to the Yilan Hall to rest. Both of them rested peacefully, and Concubine Xian wanted to speak several times and stopped.

Wenzong asked her; "What's the matter with Concubine Ai, isn't it easy to tell me?"

Concubine Xian knelt on the couch and apologized and said: "There are some things that the concubines don't know whether to say or not, and they are about the prince." ”

Wenzong sat up and straightened his face, "I love the concubine, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Concubine Xian said slowly: "Liu Chucai and other musicians and singers have been singing and dancing in the East Palace for several days. The ministers thought that the prince was young and could be advised. But the crown prince was thirteen years old and didn't know the importance of it, he didn't know how to share his worries for His Majesty, and he didn't realize that he was shouldering the heavy responsibility of state affairs. disappointed His Majesty's hard work and betrayed the minister's trust in the prince. ”

Concubine Xian's pillow wind blew Wenzong's thunder and anger, Wenzong put on his clothes and went to the ground, Concubine Xian did not fake her hands to others, and personally changed Wenzong's clothes.

Wenzong drove to the East Palace, and a small eunuch at the door was probing his brain. I saw the emperor's imperial chariot from afar, my God, the emperor drove there in person.

The little eunuch didn't kneel on the ground to meet the holy driver, you didn't see me, you didn't see me, the little eunuch deceived himself and ran inside.

The guard swooped an arrow into his leg, and the little eunuch grabbed the ground with his head and lay on the ground.

"Why did you run away when you saw me?" The little eunuch lay on the ground, hating to stick his face into the ground, so frightened that he couldn't speak.

He stammered, "Prince, Prince," the prince told him to let out the wind at the door. The guards pressed the little eunuch down.

Walking into the courtyard, I could hear the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras, as well as the sound of boiling people. Wen Zong was so angry that his legs and feet were weak, and he didn't lift his legs twice.

The main hall of the crown prince, the future son of heaven, the guards did not dare to kick the door open for Wenzong.

When they go and kick in the door, they are guilty of the following. Wen Zong was so angry that he trembled all over, and he wanted to kick the door open. It's not good for the guards to stand idly by. Hey, what a dilemma.

Ma Yuanliang bent down and stepped forward to support Wenzong, and Wenzong kicked the door of the main hall open. The situation in the main hall almost didn't make Wen Zong angry.

Is that what the future monarch is all about? Wen Zong was so angry that he couldn't take a step. It was Ma Yuanliang and the guards who helped him into the hall with a hug.

Li Yong leaned on the couch, and two bewitching women, one massaged him, and the other handed him a wine bottle to his mouth.

The door of the hall slammed open, Li Yong sat up and just wanted to scold, which one of those who didn't have long eyes dared to spread wild in the East Palace?

The person who walked into the main hall, wearing bright yellow clothes, except for his emperor Lao Tzu, who was so bold!