The next day, the Palace of Mercy.

Gu Yunjin bypassed the shadow wall, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Gonggong Han, who was talking to Gonggong Xiao Zeng.

Gonggong Han easily did not leave the saint, at this hour, why did the saint come to the queen mother?

The carriage also saw Gu Yunjin, and Xiao Zeng's father-in-law greeted him with a smile and said, "The saint is inside, and the lady will go to the side hall first and so on?" In the morning, the imperial dining room sent osmanthus cakes, and the queen mother ate well, knowing that you were going to enter the palace in the morning, so she asked to leave a few pieces for you to taste. ”

Gu Yunjin understood, so he didn't bother the queen mother and the saint to talk about important matters, so he went to the side hall first.

After sitting for almost half an hour, the Holy Lord drove back to the imperial study.

Gu Yunjin walked out of the side hall, greeted the saint and sent the saint away.

The saint only glanced at her and didn't say much.

Gu Yunjin secretly glanced at the saint a few times, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: The saint's complexion doesn't look good, compared to the Mid-Autumn Festival last month, the blue seal under the eyes seems to be more and more obvious.

It is said that the battle of Nanling ended in victory, which is a period of heart disease of the saint, why......

Zhu Niang came to invite, Gu Yunjin didn't have time to think about it, and followed to the queen mother.

The queen mother's eyebrows were also tired, she leaned on the pillow, half-closed her eyes, and said: "The mourning family hasn't seen Brother You for ten years, and Gai Ming'er brought it to the mourning family to hug it." ”

Gu Yunjin responded naturally, took the beauty and gently knocked her legs on behalf of the queen mother.

For a while, no one said anything funny, the inner hall was quiet, and the queen mother slowed down for a while, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already much more energetic.

"The saint and the mourning family said that the king of Nanling." The Queen Mother said.

King Nanling, that is, Sun Bi's father, not to discuss Sun Bi's disposition.

Gu Yunjin bowed slightly, waiting for the Queen Mother to continue.

The queen mother was also bored, and said: "The clan wants to protect the title and temple enjoyment of the king of Nanling, but the saint has not made up his mind to ask the meaning of the mourning family." ”

It is a matter of the clan, that is, Jiang Muyuan has to consider and consider here, Gu Yunjin is more and more difficult to speak casually, of course, the queen mother does not want to ask her thoughts.

The stakes are big, and there is no reason to let a junior take responsibility.

is connected with blood, Jiang Muyuan is also surnamed Jiang, and the queen mother really loves their young husband and wife, how can they be exposed to unpleasant things here.

"The mourning family thought that Sun Bi's rebellion was true, but there is no evidence of rebellion against King Nanling at the moment, unless empirical evidence is found later," the empress dowager sighed, "Just back then, he would rather hide in the cellar for three days than be used to seize imperial power, so he should not withdraw his title and enjoy the temple." ”

Gu Yunjin understood the queen mother's thoughts, only listened carefully, and did not speak, but he had some calculations in his heart.

It seems that the Holy One wants to withdraw.

If their mother and son have the same idea, or if they have talked, the Holy Lord will not leave with a gloomy face, and the Queen Mother will not be so tired.

After all, the king of Nanling was sealed by the first emperor, and the clan relatives tried their best to protect it, whether it was to thank the first emperor or not to have a dispute with the clan relatives at this time, the queen mother chose to keep it for the time being, but the saint seemed to be on fire, Sun Bi had not yet set off from Nanling, he wanted to withdraw the temple of the king of Nanling first.

The queen mother just looked for someone to talk to, and it was much more comfortable to say it, so she put it aside and didn't mention it again.

In the imperial study, the saint's mood was still very bad, and his idea was refuted by the queen mother, not that he couldn't go his own way, but in his eyes, this matter was not worth calling him unhappy with the queen mother.

If it weren't for the aggressiveness of the clan relatives, the saint would not have been implicated in the head of King Nanling.

After all, people have been dead for so many years, and if the temple is removed, wouldn't it be necessary to dig people out of the imperial tomb?

But the clan relatives shouted the title of King Liunanling a few days ago, and yesterday they even attracted a few imperial histories, and privately discussed trying to protect Sun Bi's life, only to be demoted to a concubine and exiled for thousands of miles, how can the saint endure it?

Xiao Nei sent a new fold in, and the saint suppressed his anger and opened a copy to read.

The regulations for escorting Sun Bi were renegotiated at the bottom, and the Wenying Hall was discussed again and again, and it fell on paper.

The saint swept his eyes twice, took the zhu pen for approval, and explained to Han Gonggong: "Tell them to hurry up and do this." ”

At the Cixin Palace, Gu Yunjin went out of the palace when the Queen Mother took a nap, and after returning home, he asked Fudong to prepare paper and ink and write a letter to Jiang Muyuan.

Fu Dong smiled and said, "The letter sent back before, the little grandfather may not have received it yet, and you are too anxious." ”

"What's in a hurry? I hate that I didn't have wings, otherwise I would have flown myself. Gu Yunjin quipped, and laughed after speaking.

Mama Zhong laughed for a while when she heard this, and sighed again: "Jingli is in a hurry, I heard the wind, Chen San came early yesterday morning to ask for news, saying that Nanling City has been taken back for so long, how can those children not believe it." His tiger is back, and everyone else is looking forward to it. ”

After looking forward to it for so many days, the military sent back several letters, and there was nothing related to the whereabouts of the child, who could not be in a hurry?

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Seeing that it was about to reach the middle of the moon, the moon was getting rounder and fuller, but the weather was not good for the past two days, and he hid behind the clouds completely, and only in the middle of the night, he showed a little figure and covered it again.

In the dead of night, a low cough pierced the silence and soon stopped again.

Master Liu opened his eyes half-open and took a few heavy breaths.

He had just had a nightmare, and in the dream he was back in the cold, stinking cell, and he was so panicked that he woke himself up.

When he woke up, the clean bed board and comfortable bedding pulled his thoughts back all at once, and he felt it before he felt it.

He had been out of his cell for a while, and there were not many people in this village, far from the town, and it was a good place to live, and the doctor had been recuperating for him, and he had improved much better than he had been half-dead before.

It's just that the cough doesn't stop stopping, and it's not a big deal.

On the contrary, it is the third master of Suningbo Mansion, after so many days, he is still groggy, which makes people very worried.

Cheng Jinzhi's injury was serious, and he was delayed for a long time, the wound was full of rotten flesh, and it was not difficult to heal, and it was fatal to raise it in the future, to stop the ulceration, to build muscles, and not to have a fever.

It's also a good foundation, so tossing has not been skinny and bones, and I can swallow it by feeding medicine and porridge.

It's just that there are too few times to be awake, and the longest time is only half an hour awake.

The people on the side talked to him, and I don't know if he listened.

In the room on the opposite side, at this moment, Cheng Jinzhi was awake, but he was actually not awake, only faintly conscious.

His limbs were so heavy that he couldn't lift them, his eyelids were heavy, and he could only open a slit with all his strength.

The window was closed, and the light from outside came in a little, and the curtain was stopped, and it fell on the big bed, and it was cold and cold.

He closed his eyes, rested for a moment, and then opened them again, repeatedly, in order to see the light more carefully and more realistically.