Chapter 632 The wedding dress is not said to be for others

The Empress Dowager's expression was cold, she was condescending, looking down at Emperor Minghe, who was lying at her feet and crying.

"Emperor, do you know what the first emperor did to the Zhan family?"

"My grandson doesn't know."

"The first emperor sent the Jinyi guard to assassinate the Duke of Fujian!"

"Huh?" Emperor Minghe raised a pair of teary eyes in surprise, his father, who was bent on becoming a Buddha, would even assassinate? And the person who assassinated was still Min Guogong?

If you kill the Duke of Min, who will fight? Zhan Chen and Zhan Huai will not give up.

"Emperor, do you know the stakes now? Zhan Chen is good at water warfare, so he will not cross the river easily, but Zhan Huai is different, he is a tiger, a tiger ready to go down the mountain at any time. ”

Emperor Minghe was stunned for a long time before he said in a trembling voice: "Imperial grandmother, what should my grandson do?" ”

He almost let Zhanhuai's evil tiger go down the mountain.

The Empress Dowager closed her eyes and recuperated, the room was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Emperor Ming He held his breath, his mind was clearer than ever, he knew what he was facing at this moment.

The Empress Dowager is going to take back his rights.

He still remembered that back then, he was helpless in the prince's office, and without the order of the empress dowager, he could not see his father and queen mother, nor could he see anyone other than his master, and the Manchu dynasty had almost forgotten that there was still him as the crown prince.

Until his father finally became in power, he thought that he would be able to become a real prince from now on, but it didn't take long for the third wife to happen, and the queen mother had to hand him over to the queen mother, this time he was sent to the palace and lost his freedom again.

But at that time, he had already understood that the reason for all this was not that his mother was not strong enough, but that his father's power was all in the hands of the Empress Dowager.

Now that his father is dead, and his mother is also dead, he thought that he had finally defeated King Qing and could sit on the dragon chair in a bright light, but in less than half a year, the Empress Dowager repeated her old tricks, like she did with her father back then, to take back the rights given to him.

He didn't want to lose, he was only eighteen years old, and he couldn't be like his father, and he couldn't sit on a real emperor until he died.

He stopped crying and looked up at the Empress Dowager.

"Imperial grandmother, who was the one who overrode public opinion and let the sixteen-year-old Zhanhuai lead the troops to the battle, Zhanhuai sent troops to proclaim the appeasement without authorization, and who accepted his prisoner on behalf of his father, if Zhanhuai is a vicious tiger waiting to go down the mountain, then the imperial grandmother and the Qing bandit are the ones who raise tigers! Imperial grandmother, now that you have put all the responsibility on your grandson, don't you feel ridiculous and generous? ”

After speaking, Emperor Minghe stood up, his eyes were still red and swollen, but there was no weakness on his face, he retreated to the door while sneering at the Queen Mother: "Imperial grandmother, you must swallow this evil fruit." ”

"Emperor, what are you going to do?" The Empress Dowager said sharply.

Emperor Minghe looked up to the sky and laughed, never looked at the Empress Dowager again, turned around and walked out of Cining Palace.

Chang Xiaogui, who was beside him, asked smartly: "Your Majesty, the slave maid will go to Xuanshou to enter the palace." ”

Emperor Minghe glanced at him and said with a smile: "Little thing, you are smart." ”

"It's not your Majesty who taught you, as the saying goes, close to Zhu Zhechi, slaves and maids are getting smarter and smarter day by day by following Your Majesty."

Emperor Ming He scolded with a smile, and Chang Xiaogui had already rushed to pass the decree.

At that time, his father was angry with the old Shouwang, which made the Shouwang Mansion separate from him, and at the critical moment, the clans headed by the Shouwang Mansion naturally stood on the side of the Queen Mother.

But now it's different, King Shou will definitely support him.

However, there is only the clan, and it can only temporarily prevent the Empress Dowager from ruling the country, which is not a long-term solution after all.

Emperor Minghe raised his head, and above his head was the blue sky surrounded by gold bricks and blue tiles, and he turned around again and looked in the direction of the Qianqing Palace in the distance.

That's where he should live, but he didn't, he still lives in the Chengqian Palace when he was the prince.

It would be great if that medicine could still be found and let the Empress Dowager die before she knew it.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a case of murdering her husband in the capital at that time, I'm afraid no one would have thought that my father was poisoned.

It's a pity that even if you find that kind of medicine, it won't work, and one method can't be used twice in a row.

To Emperor Minghe's surprise, King Shou didn't come over immediately. Last time in Jialing, King Shou fell off his horse and broke his ribs, this injury can only be recuperated, from the accident to the present, King Shou has been lying on the kang.

It wasn't until an hour later that the people of Shouwang's Mansion carried Shouwang into the palace, and he hadn't seen him for more than a month, and Shouwang seemed to be ten years old.

Emperor Ming He glanced at him in disgust, and when he turned around, he changed to a concerned expression.

......

In the sewing workshop in Suiyunling, Wu Binbin finished embroidering the last stitch and looked at the wedding dress in front of him with satisfaction, which was the wedding dress she embroidered for her sister with her own hands.

Maybe this wedding dress will not be worn on my sister after all, even if the fourth aunt doesn't say it, she won't let Wu Xinxin wear this dress to get married.

She is unclean and ominous.

But she still wanted to embroider a wedding dress for her sister by herself, she just thought, maybe in her heart, this wedding dress was not only embroidered for her cousin Wu Xinxin, but also her own sister Wu Shanshan.

Shanshan's female celebrity is better than her, and they once said at that time that no matter whether their mother agrees or not, when they get married, they will embroider a wedding dress for each other. The elder sister should wear the embroidery of the younger sister, and the younger sister should also wear the embroidered embroidery of the elder sister.

There are not so many rules in the northwest as in the capital, as long as they insist, their mothers will definitely agree.

But my sister didn't wait for the day of marriage, and my sister's life ended at the age of fourteen.

Tears blurred his eyes, and Wu Binbin was worried that he would get his wedding dress wet, so he hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

She can't remember how long she hasn't cried, she can't cry, her life is no longer hers alone, and Shanshan's, she and Shanshan have one life.

She stood up, folded the wedding dress, and was about to put it away, when a little girl ran in: "Sister Wu, Sister Wu, the fifth lady has sent someone to deliver something to us." ”

Now the fifth lady is far away in Xi'an, but as long as someone comes to Suiyunling, she will ask people to send them things.

Whenever someone delivers something comes, the children in the sewing workshop are like the New Year. They are all homeless and miserable people, and before they came here, they never knew that there was joy and happiness in the world.

Thinking of them, Wu Binbin felt that she was actually very lucky, she and her sister have always wanted the pearl of their parents' palms, and they have been clothed and fed since childhood, if it weren't for that incident, they would be the same as their cousin Wu Xinxin, at the best age, with a rich dowry, to marry the man they like.

Wu Binbin shook his head, didn't let himself think too much, straightened his clothes, walked out of the house quickly, and the person sent by the fifth lady asked if he wanted to invite someone to drink a cup of hot tea.

She had not gone far when she saw a group of children surrounding a man, tall and burly, with a stubble beard, standing out of place in the middle of the group.