Chapter 52: Starry Sky
Sitting on the main seat, Ye Tingfeng's gaze kept sweeping between Mrs. Wen, Mrs. Miao, Qing Xiuyi, and Wen Chongyuan, and received their expressions of truth or falsehood, joy or annoyance, in their eyes, so that they knew it in their hearts.
After seeing Zhen Ronghua nodding lightly to her, the corners of Ye Tingfeng's mouth provoked a hint of a nonchalant smile.
Emperor Jianning sat beside Ye Tingfeng and saw Ye Tingfeng's expression in his eyes. He picked up the wine cup and touched the wine cup in Ye Tingfeng's hand, and asked with a smile, "Why are you so happy?" ”
Ye Tingfeng smiled brightly, and replied with bright eyes after drinking the wine, "I won't tell you." ”
Emperor Jianning didn't ask deeply, and personally poured wine for the wine cup that Ye Tingfeng had drunk. After pouring a full glass, he shook the wine jug and asked Lu Shi to refill the wine.
Ye Tingfeng didn't remember how much wine she drank at the palace banquet, but remembered that in the bright candlelight, the palace banquet was over.
Emperor Jianning hugged her and carried her all the way back to Guanju Palace.
She put her arms around Emperor Jianning's neck, opened her drunken and hazy eyes, and watched the stars in the sky swaying in front of her.
The starry sky in spring is free of impurities, and the sparkling stars seem to be right in front of you.
Ye Tingfeng raised his tender white hand to grab it, and he couldn't catch the star in his hand even after grabbing it a few times.
Emperor Jianning laughed loudly and asked Ye Tingfeng, who was full of alcohol, "Mu'er, what are you doing?" ”
Although I heard that Feng was drunk, he was embarrassed to say that he was picking stars. She buried her face in Emperor Jianning's arms and said coquettishly, "Wanyan Zhe, I'm drunk." ”
"You want stars?" Emperor Jianning lowered his head and asked.
Ye Tingfeng hugged Emperor Jianning's neck and smiled stupidly, "It's good-looking." ”
"I'll pick it for you."
"Liar, you can't go to heaven."
Emperor Jianning couldn't go to the sky, but he still picked up the stars for Ye Tingfeng.
In the dormitory of the Guan Ju Palace, the dark incense lingers.
After bathing, the drunken Ye Tingfeng nested in the arms of Emperor Jianning, looking at the glass bowl full of water in front of him, which was two feet in circumference.
"Wan Yan Zhe, where are your stars?"
Emperor Jianning chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll show you right away." ”
Wen Qing and Zhiliu walked in with a small box, put it on the table on the side of the phoenix couch, extinguished all the candlesticks and retreated.
The dormitory was plunged into pure black.
Emperor Jianning took Ye Tingfeng into his arms and opened a small box with exquisite carving.
As soon as the lid was opened, the box immediately shone brightly.
Ye Tingfeng raised his arm to cover his eyes, and after burping, he asked, "Night Pearl?" ”
"Well, the broken pearl of the night." Emperor Jianning poured all the broken particles of the Night Pearl in the box into the glass bowl, and said with a smile, "You broke it, do you remember?" ”
Ye Tingfeng covered her eyes and nodded, the night pearl was given by Emperor Jianning when she married Mrs. Zhaoyue to Dayue, and she threw it out because she lost her temper with Emperor Jianning.
"Mu'er, you see the stars moving." Emperor Jianning laughed softly, "If you don't look at it, you won't move." ”
Hearing this, Ye Feng opened his eyes and looked at the glass bowl.
In the glass bowl, the sparkling fragments of the night pearl thrown into by Emperor Jianning slowly fell in the water, and fell on the bottom of the ink-colored bowl and emitted a bright light, like the stars in the sky.
Ye Tingfeng sat up slightly straight, looked at the glass bowl and smiled, "It's so beautiful, if you take it farther away, it will be more like the starry sky." ”
Emperor Jianning sat in the innermost part of the bed with Ye Tingfeng in his arms, and said with a smile, "So what? ”
Ye Tingfeng nodded again and again, and his eyes were like the brightest stars under the illumination of the night pearl, shining brightly.
"And this." Emperor Jianning opened another box, grabbed a bead and threw it into the glass bowl.
With a 'bang', the jade beads that do not shine fall into the water, slowly sink to the bottom of the bowl and become the farthest dark star in the sky.
Every time Emperor Jianning threw one, Ye Tingfeng would silently count it in his heart. When Emperor Jianning threw away a box of beads, she smiled, "One hundred." ”
"Well, a hundred." Emperor Jianning smiled back, "This is a birthday gift for you." ”
Ye Tingfeng put his arm around Emperor Jianning, burped, and sneered, "Not satisfied." ”
"Not satisfied?" Emperor Jianning raised his eyebrows, "Then what do you want?" ”
Ye Tingfeng raised his head and kissed Emperor Jianning's lips, and grinned, "Wan Yan Zhe, I want a princess, you give me a princess." ”
In order to show the royal family's attention to this sacrifice, the day of the sacrifice is set on the annual Wanshou Festival, which is the birthday of Emperor Jianning.
At that time, the former harem will not hold a banquet to celebrate, and all civil and military officials will participate in the sacrifice.
Emperor Jianning not only decreed that all the celebrations of the Wanshou Festival would be canceled, but also that the draft would be canceled, and all the silver taels saved would be used for the reconstruction of Zhangcheng and Yuandong.
On April 17, the eighth year of Jianning, Emperor Jianning's holy car was supported by hundreds of officials and went straight to the temple on the outskirts of Beijing.
In the Jongmyo Temple, Emperor Jianning had to bathe and abstain from meat for three days, set off from the Jongmyo in the early morning of April 21, and arrived at the altar seven minutes before sunrise to carry out the ritual of sacrificing to the sky.
Worshipping the heavens is a major event for the whole country. But this major event does not have much significance for the concubines who live in the harem.
On the afternoon of April 18, the eighth year of Jianning, after listening to Feng's lunch, he nested in the inner hall of Guanju Palace to read the excerpts.
As the drowsiness became stronger and stronger, the fold in her hand suddenly fell on the low couch.
Listening to Feng Yi's excitement at night, he picked up the fold after a long breath, and wanted to go back to the dormitory to take a nap.
Before she could make any moves, Zhiliu pursed her lips tightly, lifted the bamboo curtain and walked in softly from outside.
Ye Tingfeng raised his eyebrows and asked softly, "Today?" ”
Zhiliu nodded, "Zhen Ronghua just sent someone, saying that it was today." ”
Ye Tingfeng raised his right hand to cover Sakura's lips and yawned, and smiled at Zhiliu, "Let Shi Rui keep an eye on the prince, and don't let him go out of the Guan Ju Palace." Tell the outside that the palace is sick, so close the palace door. ”
Zhiliu had a smile on his face, and said after Fu, "Yes, the slave maid will order it." ”
"Let Yao Yuan watch it closely, and if there is any trouble, he will come back and say it." Ye Tingfeng yawned again, lying on the low couch, his consciousness slowly became confused, "I want to see what Zhen Ronghua can do." ”
There is nothing new in what Zhen Ronghua has done, it is all done by others.
She groveled to Wen Chongyuan and pretended to flatter her for a month, all she did was at this moment today.
In the jasmine garden of the Imperial Garden, Wen Chongyuan fell to the ground holding her high bulging lower abdomen, and her pale pink skirt was stained red with blood.
Behind the jasmine bushes on one side, standing was the little palace maid Ju Xiang who was holding a cat, and the second prince who was hiding behind her with a frightened face and at a loss.
Seeing that the blood on Wen Chongyuan's lower body was flowing more and more, and gradually soaking the stone road under her, the second prince burst into tears.
After hearing Wen Chongyuan's cry of pain, the palace maids who were on a errand in the jasmine garden all put down their errands and came around.
Seeing this, Zhen Ronghua took out the brocade handkerchief embroidered with catkins and tried the tears in the corners of her eyes, squatted down and cried to Wen Chongyuan, who was moaning loudly and crying out in pain, "Sister Wen, Sister Wen, you must hold on, the imperial doctor will be here soon." The second prince didn't mean it, he blamed the little beast who took off the rope, if the second prince hadn't been chasing it, he wouldn't have hurt his sister by mistake. ”
Wen Chongyuan broke out in a cold sweat of pain, and after listening to Zhen Ronghua's words, he pointed his bloodless slender finger at the second prince, and shouted angrily, "Mrs. Wen! What a vicious Mrs. Wen! She couldn't get the four princes, so she teamed up with Qing Xiuyi to hit the idea on the body of the palace. This palace, this palace is a ghost, and it won't let you go! ”
Mrs. Miao, who appeared out of nowhere, grabbed Wen Chongyuan's hand and asked with teary eyes, "Good sister, where did you start with this." The second prince is just naughty for a while, how could it be involved with Mrs. Wen, Qing Xiuyi and the fourth prince? Save some effort, the Imperial Doctor will be there in ...... soon."
There was a heart-rending pain in the lower abdomen, so that Wen Chongyuan couldn't listen to Mrs. Miao's words at all, she held Mrs. Miao's hand tightly, and shouted loudly, "Mrs. Wen, Qing Xiuyi, you, you have done a means to kill Mrs. Liu, and now you want to harm this palace, and this palace will drag you to accompany you to the funeral even if you die." ”
Zhen Ronghua raised his head violently and shouted to the palace people who were surrounded more and more, "Bold minions, don't hurry up and carry Wen Chongyuan back!" ”
Tears fell from her eyes, colliding with Mrs. Miao's very satisfied gaze.
Everything that followed was repeated as what Mrs. Liu had experienced. The difference is that Mrs. Liu fought to the death and saved the immature lives of the four princes, while Wen Chongyuan died with the imperial heir in her womb, mother and son.
Wen Chongyuan died, and before his death, he set off a monstrous wave in the harem. She kept yelling and scolding Mrs. Wen and Qing Xiuyi loudly when she gave birth, revealing how the two of them made a plan to get the prince in Mrs. Liu's womb, and then how they framed the prince and let the second prince do it.
Emperor Jianning was not in the palace, and he heard Feng say that he was sick at night, and the investigation fell on Mrs. Miao.
Zhen Ronghua's means can be done so smoothly, all because Mrs. Miao secretly let it go. Now that the goal is achieved, how can she let it go so easily?
After Zhen Ronghua handed over the evidence witnesses who helped Mrs. Wen, Qing Xiuyi, and Wen Chongyuan to kill Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Miao put Qing Xiuyi under house arrest.
Mrs. Wen and Mrs. Miao are both Mrs. Niang, and the two of them do not give in to each other and are at a stalemate on this head-off matter.
On April 21, the eighth year of Jianning, when Emperor Jianning led hundreds of civil and military officials to hold a ceremony to worship the sky at the altar, praying that God would bless the wind and rain of the big moon, he listened to Feng's decree at night, and put Mrs. Wen and Mrs. Miao under house arrest.
The puppet queen is also the queen.
After listening to Feng's edict at night, the harem, which had been noisy for several days, finally quieted down, and it was like a dead silence.
On the afternoon of April 22 in the eighth year of Jianning, Zhen Ronghua went to the Guanju Palace to see the four princes.
She wept while teasing the four princes, her eyes red from crying.
Ye Tingfeng sat in the Taishi chair on the side, looking at Zhen Ronghua's eyes full of appreciation.
In just one month, Zhen Ronghua used his own way to govern others, and calculated Mrs. Wen, Qing Xiuyi, and Wen Chongyuan into it.
This person's scheming methods are deeper and more ruthless than any concubine in the harem.
Zhen Ronghua coaxed the fourth prince for a while, turned around and knelt down in the skirt of Ye Tingfeng, and her tear-wet little face was full of relief, "Queen Mother, the second princess has always been sensible, and I ask the Queen Mother to treat her well." ”
After kowtowing to Yeting Feng three times, Zhen Ronghua got up and left Guan Ju Palace.
1,000 wounded and 800 self-inflicted.
Zhen Ronghua revealed that Mrs. Wen, Qing Xiuyi, and Wen Chongyuan conspired to kill Mrs. Liu and premeditated to frame the prince. And she secretly instructed the little palace maid to bring Chong Yuan to the imperial garden, and bought the palace maid Ju Xiang on the side of the second prince to do things on the cat, which was also exposed.
Zhen Ronghua's methods are so ruthless, how could Mrs. Miao leave her alive?
Ye Tingfeng drank the tea juice in the teacup lightly, and it was not until he drank half of the cup that he blinked and said to himself, "If you don't bring your own daughter, you have to make trouble for this palace, and this palace is not a nurse." ”
Zhiliu, who was standing on the side, didn't hear clearly, and lowered his head and asked, "Queen Mother, what did you say?" ”
Ye Tingfeng put down the teacup and smiled, "The palace said that the prince's nurse should be changed." ”
"What the queen said is that Mrs. Wen and Qing Xiuyi framed His Royal Highness the Prince, and the Zhu family, who reported the news, has no reason to escape the charge." Holding up Ye Tingfeng's arm, Zhiliu said softly, "Queen Mother, go back and rest for a while." ”
Ye Tingfeng walked to the side of the fourth prince, bent down and teased the fourth prince, and raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Fourth prince, the queen mother will find you a good concubine, okay?" ”
The fourth prince kicked his calves, his bright eyes looked at the unknown place, and his mouth let out a wow-wow.
"Call the nurse and the palace maid in, and take good care of the four princes." Ye Tingfeng stood up straight and smiled at Zhiliu on the side.
On April 23 of the eighth year of Jianning, Emperor Jianning drove back to the palace.
In the study room of the Qingxin Palace, after listening to the night and listening to Feng tell all the things of the past few days, Emperor Jianning sighed, leaned back on the dragon chair and closed his eyes.
Ye Tingfeng raised his beautiful eyes, cautiously looked at Emperor Jianning's handsome face without joy or anger, and a trace of emptiness slipped in his heart.
She picked up the teacup and handed it to Emperor Jianning, holding her breath and whispering, "Wanyan Zhe, you can take a sip of tea to moisten your throat." ”
Emperor Jianning opened his eyes, looked at Ye Tingfeng and asked, "Mu'er, how much do you know about this?" ”
"I ......" put the teacup aside, listened to Feng lower his head, and replied truthfully, "I know that Mrs. Liu's affairs are related to Mrs. Wen, Mrs. Miao, Qing Xiuyi, and Wen Chongyuan. I also know that Zhen Ronghua wants to get justice for Mrs. Liu, but I don't know how to ask for it, how to ask for it. ”
Seeing that Ye Ting Feng lowered his head slightly and didn't dare to look up at him, Emperor Jianning asked again, "Then why don't you tell me?" ”
Ye listened to Feng's tender white jade hands pulling each other together, biting her cherry lips, and asked carefully, "Are you angry?" Because the child in Wen Chongyuan's womb was not saved? ”
Emperor Jianning did not deny it, stretched out his hand to remove the beads on the hair bun of Ye Tingfeng, and said with a long sigh, "Mu'er, you will not care about the affairs of the harem in the future." ”
"I haven't taken care of it either, I only take Yu'er with peace of mind in the Guan Ju Palace." Ye Tingfeng's slender fingers still pull each other, this is a habit she has done since she was a child, as long as her heart is weak, she will pull her fingers, "If it wasn't for them trying to frame Yu'er, how could I ......"
"They're really at fault." Emperor Jianning sighed again, and after picking off the red gold magnolia flower, he asked, "Then you say, what should be done with it?" ”
"The harem has always been associated with the previous dynasty, and Qing Xiuyi's father Liu Wenming has been for many years. You have always said that corrupt officials are also useful to the court, but if it continues for a long time, it will definitely make the hearts of hundreds of officials unconvinced. Nowadays......"
"Liu Wenming is the position of a third-grade waiter, and his daughter has to be severely punished for framing the prince and murdering the concubine in the harem." The Liu family is useless to Emperor Jianning, "Jianqing Xiuyi is the fifth good lady, and his father Liu Wenmingge went to his official position and handed it over to the Criminal Department for investigation." ”
"As for Mrs. Wen...... Ye Tingfeng looked up at Emperor Jianning and said, "Mrs. Wen's maternal grandfather is Yu Lang...... You tell me? ”
"You say, I'll listen." Scattering the hair bun of Ye Tingfeng, Emperor Jianning finally had a smile on his face.
"Mrs. Liu's matter, although Mrs. Wen is the mastermind, Mrs. Wen is the most unmoving. Even if you don't take into account Yu Lang's layer, you have to consider Wen Bo'an, who is helping Zhou Shiyang in Zhangcheng to help the disaster, that is Mrs. Wen's own brother. Leaning his head on Emperor Jianning's arms, Ye Tingfeng looked at Duobaoge on the side, and whispered, "It's better to lower Mrs. Wen's position and give Yu Lang and the Wen family some beatings, so that they can be more restrained in the previous dynasty." As for the things in the Liang Palace, I handed it over to Le Chongrong to take care of. Mrs. Miao couldn't move, and her brother Lu Boyun was of great use...... But Mrs. Wen and Qing Xiuyi fell, and with the means of being happy, they were not Mrs. Miao's opponents at all......"
"Don't mention the harem." Emperor Jianning picked up the fold from the side and asked Ye Tingfeng, "I've been here for the past few days, what do you think of those folds?" ”
Listening to the maple's eyes lit up, and he was interested. When Emperor Jianning left, he left her a task, asking her to read all the controversial excerpts in the court in recent years, and she studied it for a few days, and it was the time to find someone to talk about.
On April 26 of the eighth year of Jianning, Emperor Jianning issued an order to demote Mrs. Wen of the second grade to the third grade Wen Zhaorong, and punished her for one year.
The second rank of the Qing Xiuyi is the fifth grade of the Qing lady, and the second prince who is not disciplined under his knees is confined in the Izumo Pavilion.
Izumo Pavilion is the most remote palace located in the Ryo Palace, and during the first period, there were not even concubines to live.
Emperor Jianning ordered that Qing Niangzi and the second prince be imprisoned there, which is no different from sending Qing Niangzi into the cold palace.
Wen Chongyuan's victim was eventually killed, Emperor Jianning did not redress her grievances, nor did he anger her maiden family because of what she did, and only ordered the eldest princess under her knees to be taken to Le Chongrong to raise.
In addition to severely punishing Wen Zhaorong and Qing Niangzi, Emperor Jianning also issued a holy decree to be promoted.
Jin Zheng Sipin Zhen Ronghua is Zheng Sanpin Zhen Xiuyuan, takes care of the affairs of Yijing Palace, and holds the four princes to Zhen Xiuyuan's knees to raise.
At the will of Emperor Jianning, the harem was reshuffled, and Le Chongrong and Zhen Xiuyuan inadvertently became the biggest winners in this open and secret battle.
Mrs. Miao hated it so much, although she held the evidence in her hand that Zhen Xiuyuan had murdered Wen Chongyuan, it didn't play a role.
Such a result is what Ye Tingfeng wants to see the most. With Zhen Xiuyuan in control of one-third of the harem, looking at Mrs. Miao for her, she has to worry less than half of her heart.
After the matter of Mrs. Liu and Wen Chongyuan came to an end, before Ye Tingfeng had time to rest, he was caught by Emperor Jianning in the Qingxin Palace, and he was with Song all day long.
After Emperor Jianning dismissed Liu Wenming from his position as a third-grade waiter, he promoted Wu Fengtian the next day.