The hall was silent, Zhao Zhen leaned on the stool and said nothing, Jingshu didn't dare to speak, just stared at him silently. Only then did she gradually understand that although the man in front of her was her husband and could give her the phoenix position that all women in the world coveted, he had never belonged to herself, and he would never belong to herself. Now he can treat Shang Lindong like this, and he can treat himself like this in the future, thinking about it slightly, he only feels cold and infiltrating.

The palace people looked at this battle, and they were even more frightened, and they didn't even dare to breathe too hard, so they only stood quietly. Su Wenjun was anxious about Moran's injury and asked to return to the museum to take care of it.

Zhao Zhen did not stop her and ordered her to retreat.

However, after a long time, there were attendants outside the hall who returned and knelt under the corridor, "Doctor Zhang's daughter woke up when she was in Shen, took the decoction prescribed by Imperial Doctor Lin, and now she has fallen asleep." ”

Zhao Zhen fell into the big stone in his heart, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, before he said, "Queen." ”

Jing Shu was still in a daze, and suddenly heard Zhao Zhen speak, and hurriedly said, "Yes." ”

The ice on Zhao Zhen's face gradually melted, and his tone softened a lot, "I will leave this matter to you to investigate thoroughly, and you are not allowed to be thin." No matter who is involved, it must be investigated to the end. ”

Jing Shu hurriedly got up and said respectfully: "The concubine will definitely live up to the expectations of the officials." ”

Zhao Zhen helped her and said in a deep voice: "You are the master of the harem, I shouldn't interfere, but this matter is related to the rules and regulations in the palace, if you don't punish it severely, it will be difficult to clear the palace." After a pause, he said softly: "You are weak, there are many things in the harem, I don't want you to be too tired, I want Concubine Yang De to assist you in the harem, although she is young, she is also dignified and sensitive, what do you think?" ”

The hall was obviously as warm as spring, but Jingshu shivered like a cold water pour. Her heart tightened, her legs went limp, and she almost stood still.

Zhao Zhen saw it clearly under the lamp, how could he not understand, but said lightly: "Such a big event happened in Huifuyuan, you are in the back, and you have not heard of it." If the harem concubines are a little favored, they can control the six bureaus and twenty-four divisions, so what's the use of the palace rule system? You must know that you are the head of the harem, and only if you are strict, my harem will be stable. ”

She almost wanted to cry, and said in a low voice: "The concubine didn't clean up the harem well, so she made such a big mistake, please forgive the official." ”

Zhao Zhen nodded, got up and walked outside the hall, "It's getting late, you're tired, go back to the palace and sleep peacefully." "See

Zhao Zhen lifted the curtain and came out, and Yan Wen hurriedly stepped forward, "Which palace does the official family want to go to?" ”

Zhao Zhen didn't stop at his feet, walked straight forward, and said, "Go back to Funing Palace." ”

Passing by Lin Dong's side, he stopped, squinted at her, crossed a trace of unbearable color, and said in a deep voice: "You can get up too, I know that you are afraid of the cold." ”

When Lin Dong heard this, tears came out of his eyes, and he heard Zhao Zhen whisper: "I'm gone." ”

Lin Dong endured his sorrow, kowtowed to the ground, and said hoarsely: "Congratulations to the holy driver." “

Early in the morning of the second day, the decree was issued to the six palaces, Shang Lindong was demoted to a woman, and Concubine Yang De gave the right to assist in the harem. The palace people are accustomed to seeing the wind make the rudder, the wall falls down and everyone pushes, for a time, the front door of the Concubine De Palace is like a city, and the people who congratulate one after another. And the door of Huifu Garden can be full of birds, cold and deserted, and it is not good to get rid of the body in winter, and avoid customers.

Zifei heard that the palace people were talking about Mo Lan in the morning, and after asking, he learned about last night. From Mo Lan's miscarriage to being relegated to the dyeing workshop, Zifei has never asked her about the official family, but just pretended not to know, and sometimes when she said that she showed her mouth, she would look at her face carefully, for fear that she would be sad.

Fortunately, she is Moran, the Moran of Hui Lan's heart.

Even in a place as difficult as the dyeing workshop, she can still find a way to make a delicious sour plum soup for everyone to taste. Even if she is the lowest-level maid in the palace, she can neither be humble nor arrogant, and treat people with her original intention. She is like the bouquet of wildflowers placed in the doctor's room, although she is in a damp and gloomy situation, the air clearly has the tenacity and fragrance of flowers.

The Cuihe Pavilion is close to the Renming Palace, and Zifei wants to rush to see Mo Lan before he is on duty. I didn't want to know when I arrived at the Cuihe Pavilion that the doors and windows of Moran's room were closed, surrounded by attendants on the third floor and the outer three floors, and the imperial guard of honor was standing under the corridor, and everyone was silent, as if no one was there.

The room was not spacious, a large room with a window, and a large wooden plank was laid horizontally, and the doctors and women each placed their futon on it, even if it was a bed. Zhou Huaizheng brought Mo Lan over yesterday and hurriedly moved the others out, and at this time he only laid a thick silk quilt on the wooden board and temporarily placed Mo Lan.

Zhao Zhen couldn't let go of his heart, and he got up before dawn to drive to the Cuihe Pavilion, and almost didn't sleep all night. He pulled everyone back, leaving only a palace maid who was still Zhou Huaizheng who had been transferred from the front of the palace to serve Mo Lan. Moran frowned, and large tears kept sliding from the corners of his eyes and disappearing into his sideburns.

The palace maid poured boiling water and wrung the hot towel, and was about to help Mo Lan wipe her tears, when she suddenly saw Zhao Zhen stretch out her hand, take the towel, and said, "You can go out too." The palace maid knew in her heart, and hurriedly bowed and retreated, and the moment she closed the door, she saw Zhao Zhen caressing the towel on Mo Lan's face, and her movements were gentle and pitying.

Seeing that Moran was in pain, he unconsciously took the handkerchief and wanted to help her wipe her tears. But he has been practicing martial arts all year round to strengthen his body, he has a lot of strength in his hands, and he has never served anyone, where can he get the essentials, for fear that he will make her hurt with his rough hands, so he carefully collected nine points of strength, leaving only one point to fall lightly on her face. After being busy for half an hour, she stopped crying, Zhao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and joked: "If you still cry, my hand will be broken." ”

The windows are already simple, and the sunlight comes in through the cracks, sprinkled on the daisies in the jar, and the flower bones are quietly stretched, with an indescribable beauty.

Zhao Zhen got up and pushed the window open, the sunlight shone into the house, and he said softly: "Today's autumn light is very good." ”

As soon as the words fell, a soft voice came from behind him, "If you can enjoy chrysanthemums and eat crabs, it would be even better to fight tea." Zhao Zhen turned around and saw Mo Lan open his eyes, looking at him with a smile on his pale face.

His heart warmed, he strode to her side, sat against the bed, reached out to hold her face, and said, "My face is not hot." ”

Moran wondered, "How could Rokuro be here?" ”

Zhao Zhen saw that she was still in good spirits, and her mood suddenly brightened, swept away the haze of yesterday, and said warmly: "You were in a coma all night yesterday, but you frightened me." ”

Moran wanted to turn sideways so that he could talk to him face to face, but he felt that his thighs didn't seem like his own, and he couldn't move anyway. Zhao Zhen knew what she meant, and hurriedly said: "The doctor girl smeared herbs on you, although it stopped the pain, but you will also lose consciousness." You bear with it first, don't move and hurt your muscles and bones. ”

He asked softly, "Are you hungry?" ”

Mo Lan didn't have any appetite, but thinking that Zhao Zhen must not have breakfast, if he didn't eat it, he wouldn't eat it. So he nodded with a smile and said, "I really want to eat fried tongs." ”

Zhao Zhen said: "You are injured, how can you eat those things, it is better to eat some porridge." ”

Mo Lan deliberately showed displeasure and said coquettishly: "Don't." ”

Zhao Zhen smiled: "How can you be like a child, when you are well, whatever you want to eat, I will let them make it for you." But today, shall we eat porridge? ”

Seeing him looking at him earnestly, Mo Lan was happy in his heart, nodded and said, "Listen to you, eat porridge." Zhao Zhen hurriedly called the waiter in, instructed carefully, and said: "Just make a few kinds of sweet white porridge, you don't need to bother." ”

It didn't take long for the food bureau to present a bowl full of chestnut rice gruel in a food box, accompanied by a few sour pickles, which could also arouse the appetite. Mo Lan couldn't sit up, he could only tilt his head slightly, and was fed by the palace people.

Zhao Zhen saw that she had finished eating, and saw that there was still half a bowl left in the bowl, so he said, "I'm hungry too." ”

When the palace people heard this, they didn't dare to give him the leftover porridge, so they bowed down and said, "The slave will go and call the imperial dining room to do it." ”

Zhao Zhen said: "No need, just eat half a bowl in the bowl." ”

The palace people didn't dare to disobey, so they filled the porridge and handed it to Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen only felt extremely hungry at this time, so he ate the porridge with the leftover pickles from Mo Lan, "You lie down and rest, I will go to Funing Hall to deal with government affairs first, and then come to see you in the evening." ”

Mo Lan smiled lightly: "You can go, the state affairs are important." I've studied medicine anyway, so I'm not afraid. ”

A palace person brought a bathtub towel and other things into the house to wash Zhao Zhen, Zhao Zhen wiped his face casually, rinsed his mouth, and walked outside the house. When he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around again, and saw that Mo Lan had eaten a few mouthfuls of porridge, his face was slightly ruddy, and he was about to sleep with his eyes slightly closed, so he reluctantly said, "You have a good rest." ”

When Moran heard him speak, he hurriedly opened his eyes, raised a thin smile, and said, "You can go with confidence." ”

Zhao Zhen saw that she was weak and docile, panting slightly, and the corners of her lips were also lazy, so she couldn't help but stride in front of her, ignoring the many attendants on her side, leaning over and kissing her on the lips. She didn't care about others, she only closed her eyes and responded to him.

The two kissed deeply in front of everyone.

The people in the palace on the side had never seen such a situation, so they hurriedly turned their backs and didn't look at it. Zhou Huaizheng looked at it, his heart was anxious, but he didn't dare to be alarmed, so he only gently called the palace people in the house to go out, and gently closed the door.

A few days later, Zhao Zhen listened to the government in the west chamber of the Chongzheng Palace, and Lu Yijian neglected eight things: plugging the evil path, prohibiting bribery, distinguishing between the people, cutting off the woman, sparse Xi, striking hard labor, saving redundant expenses, and his words were very sincere. When Zhao Zhen heard about it, he adopted it all and took it as a court. After retreating from the court, he returned to the Funing Palace, Zhao Zhen changed into court clothes, wore a green shirt and civilian robe, and only brought Yan Wenying, who wanted to go to the Cuihe Hall to see Mo Lan, before he went to the palace street, and happened to bump into the queen's sedan chair.

Jingshu unexpectedly met Zhao Zhen on the palace street, and before she could think about it, she hurriedly got off the sedan chair and bowed down to say goodbye.

Zhao Zhen was in a very good mood, personally helped her up, saw her sickly, held her hand and said: "I heard that the palace people said that you are not in good health, and the old disease has been committed again, and the autumn cold has been very severe recently, so you should take care of it more." If you have something, just ask someone to tell you, and you don't have to force yourself to come. ”

A few days ago, Zhao Zhen was furious, and asked Concubine Yang Defei to assist in the sixth palace, Jing Shu was faintly worried that he would not treat him, and he was timid and afraid. Now seeing that he was smiling and his tone was gentle and easy-going, the intricate emotions in his heart came to his heart, and he also breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "The matter of Qianhua's sudden death, there are some eyebrows, and the concubines dare not punish them without authorization, so I have come to ask the official family to decide." ”

The autumn sun poured on Jingshu's body, she was afraid of being bloated, so she deliberately reduced a few clothes when she came out, and only wrapped in a rouge begonia spring sleep light gauze skirt. It was quite warm to sit in the soft sedan chair before, but now when he got off the sedan chair, he was blown by the wind, and Fang Jue felt cold.

I heard Zhao Zhen say: "You can say it." Jing Shu slowly moved forward with Zhao Zhen's steps, Feng Yi followed the attendant ten steps away, and only Yan Wenying followed by her to wait.

Jing Shu said: "The imperial doctor found out that Qianhua's decoction was broken by someone, and the palace people who picked up the medicine, decocted the medicine, and sent the medicine for her were suspected. ”

Zhao Zhen paused, turned to look at her, and said coldly: "Who is it?" ”

Jing Shu bowed down and said: "It's the concubine who is incompetent, although the little palace maid recruited, but she refused to tell the name of the person behind her, because she couldn't stand the punishment, she hit her head on the wall pillar and hanged herself while people were not paying attention." ”

She looked down at Zhao Zhen's corner of the brocade robe, although the green shirt is the usual Confucian robe style, but it is cut with the tribute treasure Shu brocade, and the edge of the robe is also embroidered with the queen's five-clawed dragon pattern, the stitches are fine and traceless, it is a rare high-grade embroidery. Seeing Jing Shu saluting, the attendants around him also stopped and bowed, Zhao Zhen was silent, Jing Shu couldn't see his expression, and became more and more panicked.

After a long time, Zhao Zhen said: "You get up, that palace person dares to hang himself regardless of the lives of his family, it can be seen that the commander must be an extremely thoughtful person, and he has already paved the back road, so he dares to make such a storm." ”

Jing Shu straightened up and asked carefully: "There are rules in the palace, if the palace people hang themselves, they will be punished by their families." The concubine looked at the person who had hanged the palace at the age of seventeen or eighteen, who had never seen such a battle, and couldn't think about it for a while to do such a stupid thing, the concubine took pity on her young, and she had already resisted her fate, but wanted to intercede for her family. ”

Zhao Zhen raised his feet and continued to walk forward, "Rules are rules, and they cannot be broken." But if the queen can't bear it, she can punish her lightly, and the matter will be left to you to deal with. ”

A smile crossed Jing Shu's face, and she said quietly, "Xie Guan's family trusts." ”

After the palace street, go to the side of the royal river, the water is shining, and the famous flower Jiamu is lush. Zhao Zhen looked at a few green lotus chrysanthemums planted under the shade of the trees, the flowers were huge, and the greenery was thick, so he called Yan Wenying over and said, "You go and fold a few bunches of green chrysanthemums!" ”

Yan Wenying smiled and said: "If the official family likes it, just ask Si Yuansi to send a few pots to Funing Palace......" Zhao Zhen annoyed him and said verbosity, and only said: "Get out." Yan Wenying saw that the official family was angry, and he was suddenly silent like a cicada, and trotted away.

Jingshu rarely walked with Zhao Zhen like this, and gradually overflowed with joy from the bottom of her heart, only to feel that the forest path that had been walked hundreds of times seemed to be more winding and secluded, and the flowers and trees were deeper than before.

Zhao Zhen said lightly: "Some time ago, I degraded Zhang Qi, Xia Zhu, Chen Yaozuo and others out of Beijing. Hearing this, Jing Shu's heart moved slightly, she knew that those people had been used by the Queen Mother, and now the official family said so to herself, naturally because she was the queen selected by the Queen Mother.

Her thoughts fluctuated, she was nervous, she turned countless thoughts, and tried her best to hold herself: "The official family is sage." ”

Zhao Zhen said again: "Now only Lu Yijian is deeply loyal and commendable in the court. ”

Jing Shu thought for a moment and said: "When the Queen Mother is here, the concubines also often see Lu Yijian going to Cining Hall to discuss matters, thinking that he is clever and very good at coping. ”

Zhao Zhen turned his head to look at her, his face was thoughtful, and he was about to say something, but he saw that Yan Wenying had already brought the green lotus chrysanthemum over. Jing Shu quietly changed her head and said, "The concubine doesn't know whether to talk about it or not. ”

Zhao Zhen took the green lotus chrysanthemum, fiddled with it in his hand, and said casually: "If you have something to say, just say it." ”

Jing Shu watched him play with the stamens, and said softly: "The concubine knows that the official family likes Zhang Yinu of the Cuihe Pavilion, and originally wanted to make a decree to seal her into the concubine register, but because the queen mother had a will first, the concubine did not dare to make the decision on her own, and asked the official family to make it clear." ”

Zhao Zhen was very relieved when he heard Jingshu say this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "This matter is not in a hurry, we will talk about it when Mo Lan's injury is healed." As he spoke, he picked out the short stalk from the bouquet in his hand, put his sideburns on Jingshu's bun, and said, "This green chrysanthemum is very suitable for the queen." His sleeve robe brushed Jingshu's face, his snort gently exhaled in her ear, her heart moved, as if stepping on the colorful clouds, floating and floating, I don't know what moon it is.

After sending Jingshu away, Zhao Zhen went to the Cuihe Pavilion.

The medical women were already waiting in the hospital to greet them, and Zhao Zhen walked straight to Moran's room. The room was replaced, the floor was newly covered with a wool blanket, there was a sandalwood table in front of the window, there was a sea beast peony bronze mirror on one side, a silver plate on the other, a few sweet pastries were placed in the plate, a pear blossom wood carved bed was placed in the middle of the room, a beaded tent was hung in front of the bed, and there were palace people waiting in front of the tent to serve Mo Lan at all times.

When Zhao Zhen entered the house, Mo Lan had already gotten out of bed and was leaning on the bed sill and slowly squirming. When the palace people saw him coming, they were busy asking for peace, but they were stopped by his boos.

Moran laughed and said, "No matter how quiet it is, I still know you're here." ”

Zhao Zhen strode towards her, waved his hand to let the palace people out, and took her into his arms, "Why did you get out of bed?" The royal doctor said it would be a few days before he could walk. ”

Mo Lan raised her head to look at him, and saw that he was really handsome, so she couldn't help but caress her hand on his face, rubbing it softly, and she smiled: "They are all afraid that you will blame, and they think that it will not be wrong to recuperate for a few more days, so they say so." I'm so stuffy in bed every day. Besides, the doctor in charge has lost my help, but she is going to be busy, so I need to get better and work quickly. ”

Zhao Zhen's face froze, "What, you still want to be a doctor?" ”

Mo Lan knew what he meant, and said deliberately: "I was originally a medical girl, not a medical girl, can I still be a queen?" There was a wind blowing the bead curtain on the door, making a series of small sounds, Zhao Zhen stretched out the green lotus chrysanthemum hidden behind him to Mo Lan's eyes, his eyes were hot, and said, "Do you want the phoenix position?" If you want, I will give it to you no matter what. ”

Mo Lan didn't want him to say such a thing, so he was stunned, and then said with a smile: "What does the phoenix position have to do with me, I only need Liulang is enough." As he spoke, he took the bouquet in his hand, buried his face among the flowers, sniffed it vigorously, and said brightly: "It's really fragrant, but you picked it by the river?" ”

Zhao Zhen nodded, didn't speak, and Mo Lan said again: "I remember when I was in Hangzhou, I once saw a green chrysanthemum on the hair bun of the county Cheng family, I don't know how envious I am, green chrysanthemums are rare in Hangzhou." So every time I pass by the Royal River, I want to pick one, but I am afraid that Shanggong will blame me, so I have never dared to do it. As he spoke, he took Zhao Zhen's hand, slowly walked to the table, took out the matillian on the table from the white porcelain thin-necked bottle, and inserted the green lotus chrysanthemum into it.

Although she was injured, her posture was light, her hand movements were elegant and crisp, her face was smiling, her eyes were shining, her mouth was chattering and chattering casually, and the sun was shining obliquely on her outside the window, she seemed to be able to shine, and she was surrounded by a halo of sun, like an immortal descending to earth, and Zhao Zhen was stunned for a while.

Yan Wenying knew that as soon as Zhao Zhen entered the Cuihe Pavilion, he would not come out in an hour or two, so he secretly looked for someone to take a message to Zhongshumen to the lower province of Zhongshumen, and gave Lu Yijian, who was not yet on duty, to meet in the garden next to the Funing Palace.

Yan Wenying heard the emperor's words discussing Lu Yijian by the imperial river, and told him in 1510. Lu Yijian and Yan Wenying have been friends for a long time, so they are convinced.

When Lu Yijian heard this, he was furious and resentful, for fear that he would hinder his official road because of the queen's words. At night, he drafted a recital, and all the queen's many failures were made, and Guo Jingshu was not enough to be a mother in the world, and should be abolished.

On the second day, Zhao Zhen saw the chapter and only said: "Although the queen has improper etiquette, there is nothing wrong with it, and there is no need to mention it after the abolition." ”

Lu Yijian refused to give up, knowing that the official family wanted to eradicate the remnants of the Queen Mother, and wanted to take care of the Queen Mother's face, so as to keep the position of Guo Hou's Middle Palace, and if he wanted to weed, he must first cut the roots, so he visited the Yan Wang's Mansion at night, wanting to borrow the power of the Yan King to get rid of future troubles.

However, a few days, King Yan entered the palace, bowed down and bowed, and after greetings, Fang sat on the stool and said: "The minister has always had something to hide in his heart, and he dreamed back last night, and he was very cold." ”

Zhao Zhen said with a smile: "Uncle Eight Emperor has something to say. ”

King Yan said: "Forgive the minister's bluntness, since the queen mother was in power, the minister has always had a mustard, so he ignored the court affairs and avoided the market." It wasn't until the Queen Mother that she gradually paid attention to the government. ”

Zhao Zhen sat on the throne, knowing that King Yan had a lot of grievances and unwillingness in his heart, so he didn't interrupt, just smiled and waited for King Yan to continue. King Yan paused, and said: "Actually, you were not born to the Queen Mother, your biological mother was Concubine Li Chen, who died in Hualuotang last year, and Concubine Li Chen died unexpectedly, but the Queen Mother framed and died!" ”

The smile on the corner of Zhao Zhen's lips gradually solidified, his heart was cold, he didn't care about his face, and reprimanded: "What is the benefit of the mother-son friendship between King Yan and the Queen Mother?" ”

King Yan saw that the official family was angry, but he was unmoved, and said indifferently: "The official family is no longer the child who just ascended the throne back then, and he should be able to judge it himself." If the official family doesn't believe it, they can ask Concubine Yang Shu. ”

At this time, Xia Zhi presented tea and held it up in front of Zhao Zhen, Zhao Zhen suddenly raised his hand and threw the bowl of tea on the plate to the ground. Xia Zhi was so shocked that she couldn't bend her legs and knelt on the ground.

Zhao Zhen said: "You step back and call Zhou Huaizheng in." ”

Xia Zhi respectfully agreed, stepped back, walked to the palace gate and turned around.

Zhou Huaizheng was waiting under the corridor, he heard the sound of smashing things in the hall, and thought that Xia Zhi had lost her etiquette in front of the palace, and was about to reprimand her a few words, but saw Xia Zhi make a gesture and shouted: "The official family Xuan eunuch enters the hall, but be careful, the official family is in a bad mood, don't be angry." ”

Zhou Huaizheng's heart sank, and he walked into the hall quickly.

Zhao Zhen said: "You personally went to invite Concubine Yang Shu to go to the Funing Palace, and said that I have something to ask." ”

Zhou Huaizheng responded respectfully, and rushed to the Imperial Palace non-stop, but the concubine was infected with a cold illness and couldn't get up, so he asked Zhou Huaizheng why. Zhou Huaizheng didn't dare to talk nonsense, only said that King Yan was seen in the Funing Palace, and the official family was furious.