In the second year of Sheng'an, Zhou Shiren returned to his hometown, and rushed to Suzhou with his wife for several days to live in Huangzhuang.

Shi Xia walked to the main courtyard and bowed to Xie Tanyuan.

It was only at this time that Zhou Shiren realized that something was wrong, and couldn't help but reach out to caress it, and said with a headache: "Madam, even if you want Madam to think so much, you don't have to make such a big gift as soon as you meet?" ”

"Leave me alone." Shi Xia glanced at him, knelt without moving, and said in a cool voice: "What should you do, don't pestle here." ”

Zhou Shiren: "......"

Heartache is so bad that I can't breathe.

In normal times, he would definitely have to fight with Shi Xia, but at this time, when Zhou Shiren saw Shi Xia's slightly red eyes, he only felt a stalk in his throat, and suddenly he couldn't say anything.

After a moment's hesitation, he left.

As soon as the person left, Shi Xia's tears immediately flowed out: "Why did the master leave without saying hello to the slave?" ”

Seeing her like this, her eyes swollen from crying instantly, Qi Changrong was very helpless: "A little thing, it's worth your crying?" It's not that you said that I need to recuperate, but I found such a beautiful place, aren't you happy? ”

Speaking of this, Qi Changrong sighed: "You are all a handful of old people, you are not a slave of the palace anymore, you still kneel at every turn, and you have something to say." ”

"Slave no." Shi Xia knelt down and didn't want to get up: "The master can let go of the affairs of Shangjing, and the slave is naturally happy, but the master should bring the slave." ”

"Get up." When the words fell, Qi Changrong glanced at her and smiled lightly: "I've been taking your medicine,"

"You're still too impulsive."

Shi Xia immediately wiped his tears, stood up and walked to Qi Changrong's side to take his pulse.

For a long time, she frowned tightly, and the beads of sweat on her forehead were dripping.

Seeing her like this, Qi Changrong grabbed her hand: "Don't do it, it's almost enough." ”

"How so?"

Shi Xia didn't believe it, and quickly changed his other hand.

After breaking free with his hands, Qi Changrong shook his head, and his smile was still the same: "I said, it's okay, is it possible that if I abdicate, you will be disobedient?" ”

"Naturally, you have to listen."

"Then be obedient." Qi Changrong patted the back of her hand and asked casually, "Yuan Zheng, have you returned to Beijing?" ”

"Not yet, I heard it's been two months."

Shi Xia thought about it, thought of the rumors he heard in Shangjing, and hesitated and said: "I heard that Your Majesty is choosing a wife for Yuan Zheng, it seems that he has chosen the eldest daughter of Master Pei, but I don't know if it's true or ......not."

"Pei Ran's daughter?" Qi Changrong frowned, and suddenly remembered the child who was almost crooked many years ago, but was forcibly reversed by her.

At that time, Pei Ran was so bold, he didn't know how thick the sky was, as long as it didn't go his way, no matter who the other party was, he could bump into it.

I don't look back when it hurts.

Nowadays, Master Pei is very stable, and his statement in the Hanlin Academy is also better, and he is a well-known official who loves his wife and daughter.

In an instant, Qi Changrong almost thought that it was two people.

"Yes." Shi Xia pondered and said: "For this girl of the Pei family, the slave has asked people about it, and the temperament and the second son are one south and one north, but I am afraid that it is inappropriate." ”

One elegant, the other noisy.

One is water and the other is fire.

How can fire and water be combined?

Thinking of this, Shi Xia felt a headache.

Seeing that she was so distressed, her brows furrowed as if she could trap mosquitoes, Qi Changrong was very calm, and commented faintly: "I've seen that child, it's pretty good." ”

"You've seen it?" Shixia was surprised.

"Well, Pei Ran once took his daughter into the palace to meet me." Qi Changrong took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Although many years have passed, I still have some impressions." ”

"It's been many years, no matter how good it was then, I don't count it now......" Shi Xia paused, still distressed: "According to the slave, this matter will not be successful, it is better not to waste your efforts from the beginning, you also know that the second son is not very well-behaved, or you will write a letter to Your Majesty?" ”

"Not necessarily." Qi Changrong shook his head and smiled, as if he saw the scene when Qi Zeyu and Jun Yuanzheng were young when they were children: "Zeyu is measured." ”

Shi Xia smiled bitterly: "Of course Your Majesty is measured, but Your Majesty's only fun is to tease the second son, this time when the second son returns to Beijing, he will definitely be detained in Beijing." ”

"Unless Zeyu personally guards him for twelve hours, who can really keep him?"

"That's what you said." Shi Xia nodded, and suddenly he wasn't too worried: "The second son's light skills were learned from Yu Lao since he was a child, he wants to leave, but no one can really stop him except His Majesty." ”

Speaking of this, Shi Xia couldn't help but laugh out loud.

When I think about it, I also think of interesting things.

At this moment, after they finished speaking, Junchen walked in from outside.

The general in his fifties has gone through countless ups and downs, his temples are gray, and the furrows left by the wind and sand on his face are especially obvious, only his body is still upright, and he can still see the shadow of his fearless and lazy temperament when he was a teenager between his eyebrows.

"Get out."

As soon as the faint tone came out, Shi Xia glanced at the two of them, and left after saluting.

Sensing that Jun Chen's face was tense, the smile on Qi Changrong's face gradually disappeared, and when his eyes fell on the letter in Jun Chen's hand, the coldness in his eyes was also very obvious.

"Did she write to you again, complaining to you, or asking you for help?"

Hearing this, Jun Chen moved his lips, walked to Qi Changrong and squatted down, holding her cold hand and only feeling weak.

After a long time, he said, "Ah Rong, she is our daughter in the end." ”

Since they got married, there have only been a handful of blushes, which is ridiculous, and there have only been a few-for-tat confrontations in the past few decades, but it is because of their eldest daughter.

An endricious to the extreme, narrow-minded, and vicious - the eldest princess.

"You're soft-hearted?" Qi Changrong looked at Jun Chen's eyes quietly, and objectively said a fact: "Her temperament is too poisonous, you feel sorry for her, can you also feel sorry for Zeyu and Yuanzheng?" ”

"At that time, she was still young, maybe she was just misled by the wicked."

Jun Chen didn't know how many times he had said this sentence, as if to convince himself or others, and said urgently: "You have locked her up for five years, she may already know that she is wrong, she is a child after all......"

Looking at Junchen in front of him, looking at himself in Junchen's eyes, they vaguely showed the same sadness on their faces.

After a moment of silence, Qi Changrong shook his head and felt pity: "General, she is already twenty-two years old, and when she poisoned Ze Yu and Yuan Zheng, she was also seventeen years old, and she should be sensible at that age." ”

"But ......"

"No, but." Qi Changrong's voice was indifferent, and he said firmly: "Since you have done something wrong, you should pay the price, in the end, it is better to lock her up than to kill her." ”

Hearing the word 'kill', Jun Chen was shocked, and his hand holding Qi Changrong was trembling: "Ah Rong! ”

"This matter, there is no room for negotiation, General, she is the meat that fell from my body, I am her mother, I know our daughter better than you."

Qi Changrong broke free from Junchen's hand, and the indifference between his eyebrows became deeper and deeper: "Let her guard the imperial mausoleum, it is already my greatest kindness to her." ”

Jun Chen was depressed and stretched out his hand to support his forehead.

I don't know how long it took, he finally accepted the fact that Qi Changrong would not be soft-hearted, and sighed: "I know, then this letter ......"

"Show me." Qi Changrong raised his eyebrows and pretended to be relaxed: "Let me see, what did our daughter, who has guarded the imperial tomb for five years, say in the letter, which can make the general feel compassion." ”

Intuition told Junchen that after reading this letter, maybe the people in front of him would be more ruthless, and it was not too much to lock people up in the imperial tomb for fifty years.

However, he had to hand the letter over.

A stick of incense passed.

Jun Chen's heart became more and more worried, obviously there was very little content on the letter, although most of the content was complaining about Ah Rong, but it would not be so long?

After a while, Qi Changrong sneered: "Sure enough, it's our good daughter, and she can play such a low-level trick." ”

The cold words were mixed with ice ballast, as if they could directly freeze people in place.

Under the anger, Qi Changrong pursed the corners of his lips, and suddenly slapped the letter on the table, and the anger in his heart was indescribable.

Seeing her like this, Junchen was shocked, and couldn't help but grab the letter and look at it carefully.

“…… Why can't I understand it? ”

Qi Changrong was angry and silent, walked to the bookcase, picked up the pen and circled some words on the letter paper in turn, and then suddenly threw the pen aside, and the ink stain infected the desktop.

As a result of this prompt, the contents of the letter were drastically changed.

The strong resentment and killing intent seemed to rush out of the paper directly, and without preparation, Junchen was hit hard, and he stumbled under his feet, so he had to do his best to support the table in order not to fall.

'Zeyuan and the two, they should be killed, I don't accept it. ’

In each column, there is a word hidden, and such a sentence can be connected into a diagonal line.

Qi Changrong took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the bell on the bookcase.

Soon, a dark guard leaped in from the window.

Qi Changrong ordered in a cold voice: "Strengthen the guards at the imperial mausoleum, keep an eye on the eldest princess, and do not allow her to step out of the imperial mausoleum, if she doesn't listen, as long as she is spared, necessary measures can be taken when necessary." ”

The secret guard took the order and left, and Jun Chen couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

He seemed to be muttering to himself, "How did Wan'er become like this?" ”

Hearing the pain between Jun Chen's words, Qi Changrong slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, closed his eyes with difficulty, and said word by word: "General, this kid has gone crazy." ”

"Ah Rong, I ......"

Choked up for a while, Junchen showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and the dignified veteran also shed a few tears when it came to his children: "Wan'er, she ......"

"General, why do you have to do this?"

For the person in front of him, Qi Changrong was distressed in the end, bypassed the bookcase and wiped away his tears with his fingertips, and compromised: "That's it, since you and I can't rest assured, let's drag this old bone and go to the imperial tomb to take a look at her." ”

……

Half a month later, the carriage left Suzhou Huangzhuang.

At the end of June, the two finally stepped into the imperial tomb hidden in the mountains.

The sound of heavy wheels echoed in the mountains, and after walking through several curves, he came to the most solemn place of the Qi royal family.

According to the regulations, this is a mausoleum prepared by Qi Changrong for himself that took several years, or more accurately, this is a tomb prepared for Emperor Shengping.