Chapter 241: The pinnacle stands at one end
"Yes, you're right, we have to start getting ready, then mother, you wait for me, I'll come to accompany you when I bring something."
Saying that, Su Jiao returned to the carriage weakly with her hands and feet under the support of several people from Hibiscus, and rushed back non-stop, bringing all the things that were rainproof and cold.
Yang Ruopei waited for them to go away, but looked at the back of the wooden sleeper stream meaningfully, then lowered his eyes, and turned back without saying anything.
In the palace, the emperor was originally in the upper study to approve the folds, everything went very smoothly, and the incriminating evidence that was found from the Yang family was also put aside by him, but the box was locked tightly and never seemed to have been opened.
Suddenly, a thunderclap fell from the sky, and although no houses or trees were heard, no damage was heard, but such a loud sound still made people panic.
Although the emperor had seen the big scene, the cinnabar pen in his hand involuntarily turned to the side, and asked his subordinates to draw the word extraordinarily long.
"Your Majesty, all the dark clouds outside have gathered, presumably there will be a heavy rain tonight, the thunder just now startled you, it is better to drink a soothing soup to moisten your throat."
Dequan offered his body, even at such an old age, he still insisted on serving the emperor in person. His loyalty to the emperor can be said to be visible, in addition to liking the matter of the prince, he has his own opinions, but he is still very dedicated to the emperor, or in other words, he has an inexplicable admiration for His Majesty.
The emperor suppressed his brows, looked at the broken word written by his subordinates, put down the cinnabar pen sullenly, closed the fold again, casually threw it aside, and took the soothing soup handed by Dequan and drank it.
"It's just thunder, what's there to be afraid of, it's just that such a gloomy weather, but before the Mid-Autumn Festival, is really a bit unlucky." As he spoke, the emperor suddenly remembered something, and put down the soothing soup again.
"By the way, isn't it the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow?"
"Your Majesty has been worried about the chaos of the party for many days, but I forgot that the Mid-Autumn Festival is still the day after tomorrow, and the Ministry of Rites has already sent the Mid-Autumn Festival festival and banquet invitations to the mansions of your lords, and after the rain has fallen tonight, it will be sunny for the next two days."
Dequan lowered his head and smiled, turned around to help the emperor massage his shoulder, the emperor's eyes rolled, he didn't know what he was thinking, and muttered softly, "The day after tomorrow." β
"The queen has arrived, and the virtuous concubine has arrived."
The emperor was thinking, and suddenly there were two announcements outside, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw the queen and the concubine entering the door one after the other, and the maids behind the two of them were holding a cup of soup that seemed to have just been made and was steaming.
"The thunder just now was really terrifying, Your Majesty was not frightened, the concubine specially made a cup of Snow Lotus and Snow Clam Soup to calm your Majesty's mind."
The queen's actions must bear in mind this noble and elegant criterion, so when she walked up to the main hall, she had just saluted the emperor, and the virtuous concubine behind her had already finished it first, and took the initiative to walk to the emperor with the soup.
A delicate and contrived soft voice, Concubine Xian is only a few years younger than the queen, but she still speaks in such a solemn tone, which really makes the queen very disdainful.
The queen glanced at her lightly, and told the magpie to follow her to bring the soup up, and also stood on the other side of the emperor.
"Concubine Xian has always been unrestrained, how can she be so rude in front of His Majesty, she is also an old man who has lived in the palace for more than ten years, and she has not grown at all, so it is the dereliction of duty of the concubine, she did not teach Concubine Xian well, and I hope that Your Majesty will forgive her sins. This cup of ginseng black chicken soup is afraid that His Majesty will use less at noon, so he specially nourishes His Majesty's stomach, and invites His Majesty to appreciate it. β
A deposit, a maintenance, in the end, the queen knows more about the emperor? knew that his character never showed weakness, so he changed his way of saying it.
The emperor listened, glanced at the queen attentively, reached out and shook it on the back of the queen's well-maintained white hand, and then withdrew his hand, the queen smiled proudly, but he did not move the two cups of soup on both sides.
Above the court, it is the children of these two who are now eyeing the position of the prince. But the emperor is now in his prime, and there has never been a clear meaning as to who will sit on the throne of the crown prince.
What's more, the emperor controls power so strictly, and the ministers above the court want to help seize the throne, but they don't have the courage and confidence at all.
"It's a coincidence that you two are here today, don't you have anything else to do except deliver soup?"
The emperor casually took a table, and the books on it were quickly swept over the books, and he didn't know how much he looked in. As soon as these words came out, Concubine Xian and the empress were silent for a moment, and neither dared to speak first, lest they touch the emperor's brows.
"Huh?" After such a stalemate, the emperor raised his head and asked again, after all, Concubine Xian couldn't hold her breath, and she was stunned to speak in front of the queen.
"Your Majesty, the concubine heard that Your Majesty is worried about the chaos in the DPRK and China, and the concubine's heart is also hurt by Your Majesty. Your Majesty has obviously let their family go, and now there is such a thing, Your Majesty can't spare them so lightly this time. β
After putting away the so-called love, all that remains is the struggle for power. In fact, Concubine Xian and the Yang family did not have any holidays, but out of consideration from all parties, they also wanted to show their faces in front of the emperor, so Concubine Xian deliberately showed a look of deep righteousness and hatred.
"Hmm." The Emperor nodded, not making his mind clear.
And because Xu Rulie had a grudge against Su Jiao, the queen still remembered the Yang family to some extent, but because Concubine Xian had already spoken in advance, it was impossible for her to stand on the same position as Concubine Xian, so she suddenly changed her mind.
"That's a good thing, but Your Majesty hasn't decided whether to eradicate the Yang family, and Concubine Xian's words are a little more serious. Your Majesty can take it slowly, and now it is approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is a day of family celebration, if there is some blood, it will inevitably make people look like it. β
Compared with Concubine Xian so blatantly, the queen does seem to know much more about advancing and retreating, the emperor listened to her words, and nodded with a little approval, so that the concubine on the other side saw it in her eyes, and clenched the handkerchief in her hand tightly in anger.
"Okay, I already know what you two mean, you go back first, I have a decision in my heart."
"Your Majestyβ" The Emperor lowered his eyes, so that people could not understand what was in his heart, but listening to this meaning, it seemed that the Empress had the upper hand today.
Concubine Xian was sullen and wanted to persuade again, but the emperor had no spirit to pay attention to it anymore, so Dequan walked in front of Concubine Xian very politely and made a gesture of invitation respectfully.
"Concubine Xian, please."
On the surface, he was polite, but secretly ridiculed, which was Dequan's move, Concubine Xian turned around sullenly, not daring to make a mistake with the queen in front of the emperor, only glared at Dequan, and then saluted with the queen, and then retreated.
"You've heard both of them, who do you think makes more sense?"
Hearing that the door of the study had been closed, and before Dequan could come to him, the emperor stood up and stretched his muscles, and just as he walked down the steps, the thunder outside fell at the same time with the sparse raindrops.
Dequan unconsciously felt a chill on his back, and he hunched over to walk beside the emperor, "How can a slave intervene casually about such a national event." β
"You know, but some people don't." The Emperor pursed his lips, straightened his back, and walked all the way to the west window. Outside, in order to avoid wetting the paper of the pasted window with water, a low canopy made of bamboo was specially weaved.
Dequan immediately stepped forward to prop up the window, and the emperor stood here, still able to enjoy the scenery of the rain hitting the sycamore leaves outside.
"Is she still kneeling outside?"
"Yes, still on your knees."
The emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and he already had the answer in his heart, but he still asked Dequan, and after listening to it, the emperor's whole face and aura became dangerous.
"She is still wearing the edict uniform given to Mrs. Yipin by the emperor, is she going to slap me in the face?"
"She's just a divorced official woman, where can she have such a big guts, Your Majesty is angry." The majesty of the emperor's body seemed to be innate, and even if Dequan served him all his life, he could not help but feel awe.
"I don't have the guts, I have already done this, in order to make up for the mistake of the emperor giving them a one-quality order uniform, I also specially asked the Ministry of Rites to modify the style of the command uniform. These crimes are combined, and I am afraid that it is enough for her to be executed several times. β
The emperor slowly retracted his gaze, listening to the attitude of tolerating Yang Ruopei and the Yang family has reached the limit, but the will of heaven is unpredictable, and Dequan did not dare to make up the emperor's thoughts, just nodded and responded, and did not dare to say more.
Then, with his hands behind his back, the Emperor walked to the desk again, and Dequan saw what he meant, and closed the last open window in the study.
At the same time, Yang Ruopei knelt here for such a long time, her body had already collapsed, and the raindrops like big peas fell down, almost making her body sway.
"Xiaolian, Xiaolian, don't knock it, you can rest for a while."
Yang Ruopei was almost speechless, and it was less than a quarter of an hour before Su Jiao went back at this moment. Although Xiaolian used to be carried up by doing rough work, she was also very tired after such a long time of beating.
She came back and knelt beside Yang Ruopei, and was afraid of damaging the command suit on her body, so she only dared to hold Yang Ruopei's shoulder loosely, and the two of them kept warm.