Chapter 217: I'm Sick Now

Ruoshui temporarily settled in the Biwu Courtyard in Mengledu, and she had to wait for the moment, waiting for the moment when the ruby was lit.

The stars are changing, and the people of Borneo are still looking forward to autumn in the middle of summer.

I hope that the autumn wind can blow away all the gloom of summer, including the sorrow caused by the plague, including the ban on folk banquets and marriages brought about by the death of the concubine, and the news of the military disaster brought by Bai Zhiguo.

Even the Baizhi Kingdom, which was far away from Maolong, was still a problem for the Hongyin Dynasty.

Concubine Yun defeated Bai Zhi through a trade war, which was originally a good thing, but she didn't expect that the neighboring Hujing Kingdom would actually win without force, and take advantage of Bai Zhi's domestic turmoil to enter the royal city.

This is really taking advantage of the danger of others, this is really incorruptible and shameful, a country, adjacent to each other, but can take advantage of the internal strife of the other side to do the thing of annexation.

The envoys kneeling outside the gate and the prince weeping blood are all pitiful.

One has no country to back it up, and the other has lost the news of his father and relatives.

The so-called prince is just an ordinary Bai Zhi person at the moment, and he can only use the most humble and weak way to pray for the Hongyin Dynasty to help.

Originally, the court was still arguing over Concubine Shu's mausoleum, but this time, everyone's focus was shifted.

No one cares about whether the mausoleum of Concubine Shu should continue to be built in Fengming Mountain, after all, it is just a matter related to etiquette.

But everything that happened in Bai Zhiguo shows that if the country is in danger, no one can stay out of it.

In peacetime, whether a piece of clothing is worn correctly or not, whether a piece of music is written collegial or not, can be discussed as a major event, but when war strikes.

The so-called etiquette is nothing more than a joke.

Only strength can determine your life and death, and maybe the ministers are also well versed in this, so under the stimulation of the war in Bai Zhiguo, they suddenly realized that they are just chess pieces in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor.

If you are obedient, you can use it well, and if you are not obedient, you can erase it at any time.

Historians are also life-sparing, and no one will write a good word for you.

After all, only the victors are worthy of being written into the history books, and the poems are praised.

And ordinary people can only slowly understand in the ups and downs of the Huan Sea, what is good to welcome the will, what is flattery, and what is loyal to the monarchy.

There is no single standard for this, but everyone understands that if at this time, it is extremely inappropriate to jump out and say that the matter of repairing the mausoleum is extremely inappropriate.

Only by unanimously thinking about how to deal with the dispute of Bai Zhi, how to make the Hujing country withdraw from the border of Bai Zhi, and let the two countries be safe and sound in the future, this is the top priority.

When the emperor heard this, he was not in a hurry, after all, whether it was the Hongyin Dynasty and the Baizhi Kingdom, or the Hujing Kingdom, they were still separated from Maolong.

Mauron is an archipelago of loose confederations without a strong empire, but it is located on a major transportation route and borders on all sides, and no one can easily occupy it.

Moreover, precisely because there is no strong empire to rule her, and there are no high taxes.

As a result, Maulon became a truly free trading port.

Across Maolong, if the Hongyin Dynasty intervened directly, it would seem to be unknown.

If it weren't for the pot mirror country to make the first move, you could really only watch, no matter how anxious you were, you couldn't help.

Otherwise, it will lose its reputation as virtuous, just like now, as soon as the country of Hujing makes a move, it is considered by everyone to be arbitrary, ruthless and unrighteous.

Bixiao Palace also got the news early, but on this day, Concubine Yun was not very comfortable.

Ever since the plague had been put to rest, her memory had not been very good.

At first, I just forgot where I put my books, or whether my clothes were incense.

Although she is still not used to smoking incense in the house, her clothes still have to be carefully smoked with her favorite incense layer by layer before she is willing to wear them.

After going through several procedures, it was left for two days before he was willing to get on. Sands Chinese

In the middle of this, there are always times when the painting can't be watched, and occasionally I forget if there is still a program that has not been completed.

At this time, she usually brought the clothes to Concubine Yun, and when she sniffed it, she knew that there was something missing, or that there was not enough time for display.

Lately, however, her nose seems to have failed, and she just doesn't care about these things.

When Huaxin went to ask for instructions once, she also sniffed, but gently put it down and didn't say anything.

This is unthinkable on weekdays, and Huaxin is also worried that something will happen to the young lady.

However, she was only silent for a moment, and then she was normal again.

But Huaxin always felt that something was wrong with her, but she couldn't say it.

When it came to Bai Zhiguo, Concubine Yun seemed to have expected it a long time ago, but it happened that she was dizzy and couldn't get up, so no one dared to disturb her again.

Father-in-law Jingyun heard the news, but smiled slightly.

"This disease came at a really good time."

Xiao Shengzi, the apprentice next to him, couldn't help but be stunned, "Master, how can this disease still be divided into time and time?"

Could it be that Concubine Yun has become a god, and she can't control it herself. ”

"It's not really, it's just that at this juncture, it's a good thing that she's sick.

The provincial governors want to say that she interferes in the government. ”

Xiao Shengzi saw that the master used the title "she" instead of the Yun Concubine Niangniang, who had always been honorific, and he faintly felt that the master had changed.

Originally, the eunuch who was cautious in his words and deeds and always couldn't find fault with the Shang Shufang case, now he can make mistakes in his title.

He wanted to remind the master, but seeing that the master was not confused, he himself was confused.

"Here, send this to her."

Xiao Shengzi took it and saw that it was a copy of "Maolong Strange Stories".

"Master, this is not appropriate, Concubine Yun is sick, and you still let me send this over.

Where does she have the spirit to look, isn't this a blockage?

Other palace concubines, if they give gifts, I am afraid they will give bird's nest and ginseng. ”

"You don't understand, you said I sent it, she naturally understood what I meant."

Xiao Shengzi couldn't help it, "Master, that's Concubine Yun, you call her directly, it's very inappropriate."

It's just in front of me, and if I say it in front of others, I'm afraid something big will happen. ”

Jing Yun was stunned for a moment, he didn't seem to realize the problem of his title.

"Got it, go ahead."

Xiao Shengzi wondered while thinking, "Don't it's not that Concubine Yun is sick, but her master is sick, and she looks ill." ”

When I arrived at Bixiao Palace, I saw that the other palace concubines had sent all kinds of condolences and items.

If you look closely, there are really people holding bird's nests, ginseng, and delicate snacks.

The guard at the door didn't say anything, only said that everyone was asked to leave something, but no one was allowed to enter.

Xiao Shengzi also wanted to put down his things and leave, but the guard recognized him, "Come from the imperial study, Niangniang confessed, let you in." ”