Nai Niang nodded and said firmly: "The prince will definitely do his best to push Niangniang to the position of queen." ”

Concubine Xian pouted, and said angrily: "However, the crown prince is the son of the imperial concubine, and the mother is more expensive than the son, and the son is more expensive than the mother, it's not that easy, right?" ”

Nai Niang smiled treacherously, and said in a weird manner: "The daughter of a criminal minister, it is not so easy to sit on the throne of the queen. Even if the position of queen is vacant, it will not be given to the Shi family. Someone didn't agree. ”

"Who?"

"Niangniang will understand when the time comes."

The depression in Concubine Xian's heart disappeared, and she said simply: "The emperor only let the palace go home to save his relatives, and the queen and the concubine don't have such a favor, could it be that the emperor really has other plans in his heart?" ”

Seeing that Concubine Xian was relieved, Nai Niang also breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "We can't speculate on the emperor's thoughts, but now at this juncture, the emperor only lets Niangniang go home alone to save her relatives, and this exclusive favor is in the eyes of the world." Our palace starts from the lunar month, and it is like a city every day. Everyone didn't say anything, but they all tacitly agreed that Niangniang was the best choice for the new queen. ”

Concubine Xian's simple joy was completely ignited, and she hugged Nai Niang and said excitedly: "Really? ”

Nai Niang said meaningfully: "The prince himself said that the holy will sometimes has to follow the will of the people, and when the time is ripe, the prince will contact the old ministry and ask the ministers of the court to recommend Niangniang as the new queen." ”

"When?"

Nai Niang looked at Concubine Xian dotingly, and said happily: "The prince said that on the day of the mother's marriage, the prince will inevitably let the ministers go to the book." ”

Concubine Xian almost jumped up happily, pinching her fingers and calculating the days, "It's the first month now, and there are still four months." At this point, he suddenly jumped out of bed and threw himself in front of the bookcase.

"Mother, what kind of book are you reading in the middle of the night?"

"This palace is not to read books, this palace wants to write a letter to my father, urging the family project, and I must let my father repair the provincial villa to be magnificent and beautiful."

Nai Niang was happy to see Concubine Xian, and she was also happy to grind and lay paper.

The master and servant were busy until dawn, and they were finally tired of tossing, Nai Niang was originally tired and dim, but Concubine Xian insisted on sending the family letter to the palace, and she didn't care about the dizziness, so she had to cheer up in the cold dawn and step out of the Ziwei Shrine with the waterwheel that went out of the palace to get water.

Since vomiting blood on the day of the winter solstice, the Queen Mother has been sick for nearly a month.

This year's heavy snowfall, like the illness of the Queen Mother, sometimes lingers and sorrows, and sometimes the snow does not stop.

Since the cold winter of the tenth year of Yong'an, the Celestial Empire has once again encountered severe cold.

At first, the Queen Mother could still be awake for an hour or two every day, and every time she would call the emperor to the bedside, retreat everyone, and tell the emperor everything that happened during the day of sleep.

Sometimes Princess Feng Jue is also asked to accompany her, Wanying has come a few times, but it is still not a coincidence. You can only look through the curtain. Then leave in a warm car.

Now in the wax moon, a few solid thick snows make people who are anxious for the New Year simply throw away their busy work all year round and prepare for the New Year's goods wholeheartedly.

In the capital where the cold wind is howling, the sky is not yet dawn, and the small merchants and hawkers, beating gongs and drums, shouting along the streets, and setting up stalls extravagantly, are full of dragons and tigers, and are not afraid of the severe cold.

New Year's painting door god, curtain red blessing, killing pigs and selling fish, green vegetables and tofu...... The silk village also put down its body and put the old goods that had accumulated in the year between several stalls selling cabbage.

"The best Hangzhou silk was sold at a ...... price of cabbage"

The cabbage sellers were unwilling to be robbed, and they all shouted with all their might: "The royal cabbage melts in the mouth, like eating silk......"

Between you and me, each of them turns the land into a boundary, teasing each other, just for amusement,

The new daughter-in-law, who returned home to Ning, wore a red turban shyly, and shyly bargained with the market vendors for the sake of two copper plates, and after some discussion, she was satisfied and instructed the new aunt to put a pig's leg on her back and leave the temple fair happily.

As soon as the stall was paved, a pork leg was sold, and the butcher was overjoyed, looking at the sky, disdainful of chatting with the fishmonger next to him, and greeting the vegetable seller across the road.

"It's as cold as if he didn't wear pants, and the wind went straight to his waist."

On the shelf cart where I bought groceries, there were a few pieces of dirty and broken quilts. Hearing the butcher greeting him, he happily took out a white and green radish from the torn cotton wool, pinched the head of the radish with his left hand, pinched the tail of the radish with his right hand, raised his knees, and knocked the radish down on his knees with both hands, breaking it in half.

Then he threw the head of the radish across the street to the butcher, grinned with yellow teeth, and bit off the radish in his hand with a 'click', and boasted about it while chewing.

"The radish grown at home is watery and sweet, and it also dispels phlegm, so try it."

The butcher took the radish and took a bite without saying anything, and in the ice and snow, the refreshing radish juice drove away the residual sleepiness on his face at once.

Crisp with sweetness, sweetness with a little spicy.

Sure enough, it is a good radish in the suburbs of Beijing, a first-class radish in the water.

"This radish, if the weather is good, ten cars will not be sold."

When the turnip seller heard that the butcher knew the goods, he ignored the instigation of his mother-in-law's eyes, and pulled out a large bundle of round radishes from the torn cotton wool, strode across the street, and threw it directly on the meat case of the butcher.

"With this to you, this radish should be a greeting to the family."

The butcher was in a happy mood, and he also took out a pig's ear from under the meat case, and took a piece of pig's intestine, quickly carried it into the oil paper, and stuffed it into the hand of the turnip seller.

"You scolded me!"

"You're kind to me!"

"Hey, just for your temper, after buying this cart of radishes today, I have to find a place to drink with you three times."

"Find a place, wait for what to buy, right now. Let's drink! The meat plate took out a flask from his chest as if in a trick and handed it to the turnip seller.

The two of them said a few words, and after a few cups, they couldn't help but look at the sky and feel sad.

Suddenly, a fast horse with a six-hundred-mile expedited dart stuck in the back of his head roared through the city.

"Seeing that it's the New Year, the palace doesn't stop." The big man who sold radishes looked at the fast horse in the distance and sighed.

The butcher took advantage of the strength of the wine and leaned into the ear of the radish seller and said: "I heard that the Queen Mother has run out of oil and the lamp has run out, and these urgent reminders are to notify the officials from all over the country to go to Beijing for funeral. ”

"The Queen Mother hasn't returned to the West yet, what's the hurry? What kind of funeral? ”

"You don't understand this, once the Queen Mother returns to the West, is it possible to wait for the officials to arrive before mourning?"

"And all these truths?"

"Is that still fake? A few days ago, I passed by Ziweimen, and on the whole street, there were tents of all sizes in sight, all waiting outside the palace, waiting for news from the palace. ”

"It's really embarrassing for those old men this day, they are pampered all day long, and they must be frozen like a monkey knocking garlic."

"This is the time to test those big men, on weekdays, they say allegiance, and the Queen Mother is about to return to the West, can she not fulfill her filial piety? I'm afraid it won't be enough to just talk about it and not practice! ”

"Poor old lady, even God shed tears, this heavy snow day after day, who dares to say that it is not God crying for our queen mother?"

"It is this reason that the Queen Mother Lafayette wants to return to the West, and even the flowers and plants have to wear filial piety."

The more the two of them talked, the more sentimental they became, crying with sad faces, like mourning, and the fishmonger next to them looked confused.

Nonsense aside.

On the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, there are still four days before the New Year. A death knell resounded through the sky, throughout the capital. After all, the Queen Mother still failed to survive this cold winter.

For some reason, the small traders and vendors in the downtown area suddenly snowed heavily, and hurriedly cleaned up their stalls, and the snow had already covered the ground with a white layer.

In the East Warm Pavilion of Cining Palace, in the wailing cry, the Queen Mother, who ran out of oil and lamps, passed away with a longing for the prosperity of the Celestial Empire and an endless memory of the emperor.

Half an hour later, Concubine Lin, who had been in labor for two days and two nights, gave birth to the third princess.

The emperor knelt in front of the queen mother's coffin, and was stopped by the ministers and relatives several times when he hit the coffin.

On the mourning hall, the coffin of the Queen Mother is placed in the middle of the east and west.

On the east side of the main hall, headed by Prince Zhuang, kneeling there are several siblings of Emperor Wuzhao, and behind several old princes is the king of Beiping, and then Prince Gong, the king of Xining......

On the west side of the main hall, the queen knelt at the head of the team, the prince knelt half a step behind the queen, and then one step away knelt according to the dignity and humility of the emperor's harem concubines.

Under the guidance of the celebrant with great sorrow, the emperor led the concubines of the harem of hundreds of civil and military officials, knelt three times and bowed nine times, and kowtowed and wailed

Recalling the magnificent life of the Queen Mother, everyone was full of emotion.

The daughter of the Du family, who was raised by her mother by chance, was twenty-eight years old, and was to be elected to the palace.

At the beginning, she was a concubine, and the next year she gave birth to a daughter, and she was awarded the title of noble concubine, and in the eighteenth year of Wuzhao, she gave birth to the sixth son of the emperor, that is, the current emperor. Goodbye to Concubine Li.

In the nineteenth year of Wu Zhao, Queen Wang, with the dignity of a concubine, and Mrs. Baohua were in charge of harem affairs.

In the twentieth year of Wuzhao, the seventh son of the emperor was crowned crown prince, and Mrs. Baohua died.

The following year, Concubine Shu was crowned queen.

In the thirtieth year of Wu Zhao, Emperor Wu Zhao died violently in the Lanyun Hall of the Jin Palace, and Emperor Fu Yongan ascended the throne as the queen mother.

In the eleventh year of Yong'an, Emperor Yong'an died in Zichen Palace, and the Queen Mother turned the tide to quell the reactionary group coup d'état of Concubine Dong'an, and set up his only son, Prince Rong, as the new monarch, and continued to honor the world.

Wanying held her towering belly, knelt behind the queen, followed the emperor's worship, and respectfully expressed her grief to the queen mother.

After the ceremony, everyone helped the emperor to get up, and the crying that shook the sky in the hall stopped abruptly.

No one expected that in full view of everyone, the queen jumped up, hit the queen mother's coffin, and died in blood.

Bright red blood splashed on the snow-white curtain as white as ice, and the warm blood, against the lines of silk, turned into a sharp blood sword on the curtain, straight into the hearts of everyone present.

The queen of the middle palace has not been favored for many years, relying on the support of the queen mother, and survived in the harem, and now the queen mother is driving west, and the queen has ended her lonely and unknown life in her own way.

Wan Ying was standing nearby at the time, watching the blood on the queen's forehead like a poisonous core, devouring the queen's pale face little by little.

When everyone was caught off guard, Wanying clearly saw that the queen was looking at herself with resentment before she died. I closed my eyes so unwillingly.

Wanying firmly believes that the queen will never be willing to be buried.