"The evil queen is finally dead."

In the third year of Yuande, the Empress Dowager Jiang collapsed, the streets and alleys were full of joy, and the streets were full of people wearing bright new clothes, and even the literati who had never followed the trend also changed the deep and sad style of words in the past, and made a simple poem of "I heard that the soul of the beauty was gone, and thousands of families smiled".

On the third day after the collapse of the Empress Dowager Jiang, the sun is thousands of miles, the blue sky and white clouds reflect the prosperous and lively scene on the street, the goods are dazzling, the sound of the vendors is endless, there are juggling troupes not far away, the mouth swallows the fire, the chest is broken and the big stone is staged in turn, and the bursts of cheers emerge in endlessly.

The whole country celebrates and participates in the grand event.

Luoyang City is located at the foot of the Son of Heaven and is lined with markets. A woman with a plain face sat in a hundred-year-old noodle shop, sixteen or seventeen years old, with upright facial features, a white hosta hairpin, and a plain snow lily skirt wearing a blue shirt with a blue cloud and a white skirt.

The woman ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and the crystal strong ramen lay smoothly in the porcelain bowl, dotted with green chives, without a little oil but made people appetite.

Just when she was about to move her chopsticks, the voice of a table of people behind her came into her ears, and when she looked back, she saw a dozen or so people sitting around the round table, which should be a big family, old and young, all dressed in silk and gold, and the table was covered with chicken, duck, fish, fat crab and wine, toasting and celebrating. Accompanied by the sound of firecrackers, people can suddenly perceive the smell of the New Year in this early autumn season.

"The grandmother in the palace said that the evil queen died in bed, and it was really a touch of red lips and a few people tasted it!" It was a woman who spoke, and the contempt between her eyebrows was obvious, and the voice was deliberately lowered in the presence of a child, but the woman still heard it clearly.

"After the evil, the Jiang family framed the favorite concubine, supported the young emperor, hung the curtain to listen to the government, and killed the founding ministers. I heard that she fell in love with Gu Xiang, and a man like Gu Xiang naturally didn't look down on her! ”

Hearing the word "Gu Xiang", the woman's hand holding the noodles shook, and the noodle soup splashed on the collar without paying attention.

The person at the table continued to discuss, "But this evil queen is also a poor person, and the emperor favored her not because she was like the emperor's childhood sweetheart. The first emperor was too old to be humane at that time, and she was still perfect when she became the queen mother! ”

"At that time, it was perfect, but now it may not be, the evil medicine in the spring breeze is made by her."

The woman put down her chopsticks and chewed her spring noodles carefully, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

Yes, this girl in plain clothes lives in the shell of the evil queen Jiang and Jiang Cailing in their mouths.

Three years ago, when Emperor Zhaohong was about to die, he dismissed the princess and princess, the concubine and the imperial doctor, and left Jiang Cailing alone, and handed her the talisman that could mobilize 100,000 forbidden soldiers, and said: "You have always been the person I trust the most, and the Great Zhou Jiangshan has your assistance, I can rest assured." It's just that everyone in the government and the opposition is eyeing the throne, and the eldest emperor is the one I have the most high hopes for, but although he is down-to-earth and steady, generous and benevolent, his heart is not firm enough, and his wrist is not ruthless enough......"

Looking at the Son of Heaven who used to be a deterrent to all directions, now lying on the couch like firewood, Jiang Cailing couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, her apricot eyes were flushed, she knelt on the ground on her knees, and said sincerely, "Your Majesty, Cai Ling's life was saved by you from the Huanyi Bureau, and your request Cai Ling will die even if she goes to the soup and fire." ”

Emperor Zhaohong's originally cloudy eyes became clear, flashed the emperor's unique shrewdness, and his complexion also returned to ruddy, Jiang Cailing knew that this was a return to the light.

"After my death, you intend to make your son the emperor, and send the eldest emperor to the bitter cold land for three years to hone his mind, and ...... There is not a single old minister on this list. When the emperor returns in three years, you have removed all obstacles for him, and there will be no worries! ”

This sentence seemed to have exhausted all the strength of this emperor, and after seeing Jiang Cailing nodding, he slowly closed his eyes with confidence and passed away suddenly.

Only Emperor Zhaohong, the eldest prince Guo Yao and the three of her knew about this matter.

She was scolded by the world as an "evil queen", and was looked at by the little emperor with hatred every day, and was charged with killing the old ministers, and the old ministers on the list were removed one by one, and the people around her were afraid of her on the surface, and the most they said in private was how vicious she was.

Every night, when the deep palace is silent, she always hopes that the three-year period will end early.

Emperor Zhaohong calculated everything, but he didn't calculate, Jiang Cailing didn't live to three years......

At this time, Xiao Er approached with a jar, interrupted Jiang Cailing's memories, and said with a smile: "After the evil is atrocious, everyone will be punished." The sky has eyes, the Jiang family died, and Luoyang was overjoyed. Our store has a big reward for three days, and each table is given altar meat, girl, this is your share. ”

Jiang Cailing waved her hand and refused, her first seven years have not passed, no matter how jubilant others are, she can't follow the trouble, just wait for her first seven years to pass before eating meat.

After eating, Jiang Cailing returned to He's house according to the original way.

Walking out of the noodle shop, you will see a sedan chair embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns passing by, the pear wood on the top of the sedan chair is carved with the hollow pattern of pine, bamboo and cypress, and there is a small silver card hanging from each of the four corners, which is written with the word "Gu", which matches the delicate and low-key sedan body very well.

Pedestrians on both sides couldn't help but stop, and many young women stopped to look at them, their faces scarlet.

The curtain of the sedan chair was blown by the wind, only revealing a pair of slender and clean hands of the owner of the sedan chair, and the crowd on both sides of the road sounded exclamations.

This is the sedan chair of the Gu family, and the person sitting in it is Gu Ye, the prime minister of the Great Zhou.

Gu Ye, the words are clear.

Jiang Cailing's eyes moved, she was sold into the palace by her adoptive parents at the age of sixteen, and in the past ten years, the only person who was moved was Gu Jiming.

Love him for his world-class talent, love him for his appearance, and love him for being cold in the world.

It was also him, who killed her with a sword, without hesitation.

Gu Jiming's face is good-looking, he used to travel on horseback, and there were more onlookers than now, and she personally issued a decree saying that Gu was beautiful and beautiful, and he would affect the order by showing his face, and he was afraid of a stampede accident, so that he could only take a sedan chair when he walked around the city in the future.

Gu Jiming's three words are like a sword, every time she hears it, the position in her chest hurts faintly, and she turns around and wants to leave quickly, but the sound of people talking next to her gets into her ears.

"Mo Shangren is like jade, Gu Xiangshi is unparalleled, and I don't know which daughter will be lucky enough to marry such a man from Zhilan Yushu?"

"You are a foreigner, Gu Xiang has already ordered a baby parent, and she is He Mingshan's only daughter. I heard from the descendants of their family that He Ling'er has been pampered since she was a child, her talent is shallow, and her appearance is barely delicate. ”

The outsiders felt sorry for Gu Jiming, and sighed angrily, "How can such a rude woman be worthy of Gu Xiang?" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Cailing also sighed lowly.

Yes, this is also the most annoying thing after she was reborn, He Linger is Gu Jiming's fiancée. Rather than marrying Gu Jiming after being reborn, she would rather choose to go to Abi Hell to repent and repent.

In her previous life, in order to survive in the palace, she worked hard to climb up, and jumped from the Huanyi Bureau to Emperor Zhaohong's henchman, cautiously, walking on thin ice, staining her hands with blood all the way, and willing to bear a vicious reputation.

The only thing that indulges himself is his feelings for Gu Jiming.

And he is the prime minister of a country, and killing her is his moral elimination of evil and promotion of good, for the country and the people, which coincides with what she wants to do.

She didn't resent him, but she didn't want to see him again.

Jiang Cailing's sigh was heard by the outsider, so he asked her, "Girl, do you also think that Gu Xiangbei is too condescending to Miss He?" ”

Jiang Cailing showed a look of approval on her face, "It's really rude." ”

"If you see Miss Nahe in person, you must teach her a good lesson, it's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat. By the way, I see that the girl has an extraordinary bearing, but which family's daughter? ”

The corners of Jiang Cailing's lips outlined a quiet smile, and she slowly spoke, "Little woman He Ling'er, father He Mingshan." ”

The faces of the two people who were discussing just now changed, looking at the noble woman in front of them, a pair of good-looking apricot eyes flowing aura, how could they feel half rude, completely forgetting what they just said to teach Miss He a lesson, and left in embarrassment.

The backs of the two were hurried, and the corners of Jiang Cailing's lips raised a smile.

The wind lifted the curtain, the curtain of the auspicious cloud pattern was raised, and Gu Jiming's cool eyes swept away, and he saw a familiar smiling face, with smart eyebrows and eyes, and a shallow smile with a mischievous playfulness, like a cat stealing fish to eat.

The wind passed through the curtain and fell, and the hand that wanted to lift the curtain froze in the air, and then slowly fell back to his lap. Gu Jiming closed his eyes, swept away the emotions surging in his eyes, and his heart was lonely like never before.

Somehow, he looks at everyone like one person today, like an old person, and she always snickers like that......

Jiang Cailing left the noisy crowd, crossed Suzaku Street, and arrived at Hefu.

The He family is a typical southerner, and the houses on one side are all blue bricks and tiles, surrounded by willow trees, and the buildings are clearly layered. As soon as you enter the gate, it is the photo wall of the magpie Dengmei, and the words next to it are pine and vigorous, which is engraved by He Mingshan himself.

Go inside through a long hall, through the hall to connect the front yard and the backyard, the masters of the yard are in the front yard, rockery garden, flowing water and old vines have everything, is Meng Yun personally designed, because the scenery is quiet, the He family garden is also known as the He garden by outsiders.

In the early autumn day, it is very hot and dry, He Garden is shaded all the way, listening to the tinkling sound of the rockery flowing water, the bursts of water vapor are full, but I don't feel hot.

Jiang Cailing walked through the verandah and turned into her yard, He Linger likes flowers and plants, and the yard is full of the smell of flowers and plants, with a little wet smell of earth, Jiang Cailing likes it very much.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw a woman in a dark shirt with narrow sleeves walking briskly towards her, and said, "Girl, where have you been?" Could it be that you are going to find Young Master Su again? Although Bai He knows that you have Young Master Su in your heart, Gu Xiang is also good, how many women in Luoyang dream of becoming Gu Xiang's wife. ”

It was He Ling'er's maid Bai He who spoke, and the young master Su in her mouth was the man He Ling'er liked, Su Qingcheng.

Su Qingcheng is the son of Jin Xing, who is very talented in business, but he does not have the philistine atmosphere of a businessman, but has the unruly and unruly spirit of a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes.

Jiang Cailing re-examined the experience of the two of them meeting and falling in love, and always felt that the progress of the two was indescribably weird, the first time she saw the hero saving the beauty, He Linger fell in love at first sight; Goodbye to the temple encounter, the two sheltered from the rain together; Seeing each other's expressions, Su Qingcheng had the heart to marry.

In this way, it was exactly according to the words of a book she had read.

She has been in the palace for ten years, and she is used to seeing calculations and routines, and when she thinks about things, she is used to thinking of people's hearts as the darkest appearance.

Xu was suspicious, so she said, "No, it's just that my chest is stuffy, go outside and take a turn." ”

"Girl, are you unwell, do you want to go and talk to the old lady, Miss Jiang's funeral this afternoon is unwell and can't attend?"

"Empress Dowager Jiang's funeral ......" Although Jiang Cailing is notorious, she is still the queen mother after all, she is dead, and those ministers will pretend to worship her even if they hate her.

Attending her own funeral, Jiang Cailing felt a little fresh.