Chapter 132: The Rising Sun

"It's ...... to be guilty"

If you really love each other, how can you know where the poison in Ning Zhiyuan's body comes from without thorough investigation, and try your best to bury the emperor in the past, you should feel guilty about Ning Zhiyuan.

"It's all old things, now it's been twenty years, if my Jinhe is still alive, I'm afraid it's the same as Zhiyuan, Yiyi, I'm not indisputable, it's indisputable, you must persuade Zhiyuan well, don't let him go on the wrong path, even if it's not for him and for yourself, you have to persuade him well, this road in the harem is too difficult! Three thousand beauties in the three palaces and six courtyards, entering this palace, even you are no longer yourself! ”

The burning charcoal fire burst out a few sparks, but the blue flames swaying from side to side exuded a scorching temperature, and the smell of coal wafted in the air, making this already cramped and closed and irritating space even more anxious.

Concubine Chen looked at the spark that went up with the heat in a daze, her expression was focused and did not see joy and sorrow, her deep gaze exuded the vicissitudes of life she had accumulated for nearly forty years, the sudden silence made Du Yiyi a little uncomfortable, she rubbed her hands and put it on the stove, and the scorching temperature calmed the restlessness in her heart.

In the end, she asked about Concubine Chen's son Jinhe a little inappropriately and unruly.

Jinhe is Concubine Chen's only child, she died after only two months of birth, and then Concubine Chen has nothing to do, this child born in October has also made Concubine Chen, who is calm about life, depressed for several years, but fortunately Concubine Chen still got out of the haze predicament, there is no shortage of children in the palace who died at birth, Concubine Chen's child is just one of them, compared to those children who were murdered by conspiracy, Concubine Chen's child who died of illness did not make much waves in the harem, if it weren't for Concubine Chen's current status, I won't remember that there was a little prince named Jin and the little prince in the palace at the beginning.

"If Jinhe hadn't left, Zhiyuan would have called him a brother now, but unfortunately, he was blessed."

Concubine Chen's calm face suddenly dimmed, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more bitter, such a woman who doesn't have to work hard for her family or fight for the future for her son, this dead child can be said to be the only trauma in her heart.

How did Jinhe die...... This sentence was swallowed back into Du Yiyi's throat, and it was really disrespectful to Concubine Chen to ask such words at this time.

"Zhiyuan is now in the cabinet, Lu Shoufu is a respected literary champion, Zhiyuan can learn a lot of things with him, it will not hurt, Lu Shoufu is also the father-in-law of your brother-in-law Shen Ke, I heard that Zhiyuan also said to the emperor that he wanted to worship Lu Shoufu as a teacher, it is a good thing to be studious, and he can indeed learn a lot of things in the cabinet, but Zhiyuan's body is not easy to work, and when the court stabilizes, you should persuade him to let him resign from this official position! Now that the prince has gone to Shaanxi to supervise the army, King Chao and King Su are taking the opportunity to work together to deal with the prince, and Zhiyuan has come in, I am afraid that it will be a defeat for both sides, why bother? I saw the emperor's efforts to sit on this throne in my eyes, and it is not easy to be a king. ”

"Well, Yiyi understands!"

The subsequent conversations were all Concubine Chen's chatter and confession and imparting some compulsory knowledge of getting along between husband and wife, the night was very long, and when Concubine Chen finally felt that her mouth was dry and her stomach was empty, and there was nothing to say in her mind, the black curtain was still the same black, and the cold wind outside the lobby could still be heard.

There is no soft couch to rest in this warm pavilion, Concubine Chen asked Liangyan to listen to the rain palace and took the paper, ink, pen and inkstone and a few Buddhist scriptures, and copied the Buddhist scriptures with the pineapple wooden table and dim light.

The obscure words and astringent sentences make it difficult for Du Yiyi to understand the compassion of the Buddhists, Concubine Chen is calm and tireless, and she is very devoted, Du Yiyi's movements are slow, Concubine Chen's movements are also very slow, looking out the window or the dark night, Du Yiyi learned from Concubine Chen's general concentration, and devoted herself to this Buddhist scripture, except for the middle who was really tired and got up to walk in the yard, Du Yiyi was sitting face to face with Concubine Chen and writing with full attention, time passed quickly, In exchange for the soreness of the neck and wrist and the stack of Buddhist scriptures in exchange for one night, even an impetuous person like Du Yiyi actually settled down.

"I can't see that you have the heart of Buddha at a young age, Zhiyuan is really blessed to have a vision!" Pulling out a few of the Buddhist scriptures in a stack and looking at them, Concubine Chen appreciated Du Yiyi's work this night, and asked Liangyan to take these Buddhist scriptures to the lobby and burn them in front of the mourning hall.

"When it gets a little brighter this day, the coffin will be transported out of the palace, you can wake up Ning Xiao and don't let her miss the time!"

The bright moon has only left a dim crescent moon on the horizon, the sky is hazy, the snowstorm that has been falling for half a month finally stopped last night, although the night has passed, but the day has not yet come, at dawn, it is the time when the moon will be hidden and the sun will rise, although the emperor let the Ministry of Rites bury the princess according to the funeral ceremony set by the ancestors, but in the link of setting up the mourning hall and the funeral has made its own claim, early this morning, when the rising sun has not risen and the people are sleeping, the coffin of the eldest princess will be quietly sent out of the palace to the imperial tomb, and finally the loess will be buried into the earth. Du Yiyi didn't dare to delay, and immediately went to the backyard to wake up Ning Xiao and asked her to get up and freshen up to take a last look at the coffin of the eldest princess.

At dawn, the palace door was not opened, even if someone dared to disobey the emperor's order to come to the funeral, he couldn't get out, but Ning Zhiyuan, who got up early today, stayed at the route he had heard about carrying the coffin, and guarded the alley of a street where the coffin had to pass, the relationship between their brothers and sisters was not very good, but it was also a brother and sister, so he was not surprised to meet King Chao and King Su here.

The sky was changing by the moment, but it was still too early, and there was no one to be seen on the street except for a few small shops selling breakfast.

In the princess hall, the sturdy men who carried the coffin hurried to the hall of the princess hall under the leadership of a eunuch, carefully carried the coffin and rested it on the mahogany tied with hemp rope they brought, fixed the coffin, and then inserted two thick wooden sticks into the hemp rope.

The Buddhist scriptures that were copied overnight have long been turned into ashes in the brazier, just waiting for a gust of wind to flutter up, the eunuch and the little princess Du Yiyi saluted, and the man who carried the coffin lifted the coffin in unison, and followed the eunuch out of the hall.

The fragility of life, the reality of life, is a lesson that Du Yiyi has learned under the sleepless three days, this eldest princess who once made her sigh My Fair Lady Golden Branches and Jade Leaves, just like this, gradually drifted away in their sight, towards the east where the sun began to emerge from the sky.

At the mouth of the alley, Ning Zhiyuan and Ning Chengyou looked intently at the coffin coming from a distance, the squinted eyes slowly opened and the pupils gradually dilated, the eldest princess who had quietly called them the royal brother was just a corpse lying in isolation and lying in the coffin that was about to be covered by the loess and would decay, at this moment their mood was extremely heavy, and the rampant cold wind blew into their eyes, blowing the wide eyes red.

The eunuch who led the way recognized Ning Zhiyuan and the others, and after saluting them respectfully, he acquiesced in their actions following behind.

A red coffin, followed by the three of them, step by step, they turned their backs on the palace, walked towards the rising sun, left the noisy city, and escorted the sister to the resting place.

At the east gate of the city, the hand that had been wrapped in the white cloth put down the carriage curtain, the red coffin and the shadows of the three people stretched by the rising sun gradually disappeared into the end of the curtain, and the woman with the hat sat up straight, and said lightly to the coachman outside the car: "Let's go!" ”

It has been a snowstorm for half a month, and finally, it is the old time that has become the past with the arrival of a round of rising sun, Ruixue Zhaofeng year, this has made people almost desperate for a blizzard, which should prove the harvest of the coming year, when the warm sunlight passed through the thick Korean paper and sprinkled into the house, the children who had curled up in the house for a long time in thick cotton jackets laughed and walked out of the house, and three or two playmates had a snowball fight together in the shade where the sun could not shine, and the dividing line between sunlight and darkness was gray and golden. The golden sunshine and this snow heralded a good harvest made the women who cleaned the house think of God's blessing, and let the ministers who got up from the warm quilt and the crisp breasts of the beautiful lady swept away the gloom and joyfully entered the palace for many days.

The death of the eldest princess, no one can cover the coffin, the conclusion is the end of the Fuhu military mutiny, after all, the Yang family is still on the run, it is very strange, the Qin family and the Chen family were all captured by the team of black-clothed people who made Ankong Guo Shude frightened, but this Yang family is as difficult to find as if the stone has sunk into the sea, no one knows where these people have gone, they have disappeared, the emperor will naturally not accept this result, and by the way, what was put forward with this result is another news that makes the minister frightened.