The two generations of emperors above Chen Jianjun both died at the age of thirty-eight, that is to say, the question he asked was whether he could live past the age of thirty-eight.

By deciphering the hexagrams, Zhang Weizhao gave him a very clear answer, he would live longer than his grandfather and father.

He should be happy. As soon as he heard this answer, he did have a knot in his heart that had been in his heart for many years and suddenly opened, and he felt relaxed all over his body.

But at the same time, he also has the irritation that his inner selfishness has been spied on.

After he turned 30, he lived in fear and worry. This year, however, his fears and worries have intensified.

He was ashamed of these fears and worries, but he could not shake them off.

He was an emperor who was afraid of death. He did not make outstanding political achievements, and in terms of strategy, he was inferior to his imperial grandfather; In terms of diligence, he is not as good as his father. But he wanted to outlive them and enjoy a longer life than them.

He tried his best to act like a qualified emperor, but he always felt that there was a panicked child living inside, wearing a dragon robe far beyond his size, stumbling and stumbling, trying not to let others find out.

He can't settle the concubines in the harem well, and he always avoids asking for his father's love from his children. He felt that he was still a child, and he didn't know how to be a husband and a father to others.

How many times, he couldn't help but think, maybe his uncle was right, he was cowardly and clumsy, and he couldn't bear the great responsibility of the world at all.

It turned out that when he was young, he could still hope for the future, thinking that he was just inexperienced now, and that he would naturally become a good emperor when he became a city in the future. But at the age of thirty-seven, he must admit that he is not an outstanding emperor.

He suspected that Zhang Weizhao knew all these unbearable things he had.

Chen Jianjun couldn't tolerate being seen so clearly, so he took the killing move. Even a split second before, he had imagined several scenarios to kill her in different ways, as if he had suddenly become enchanted. If it weren't for the sudden lightning and thunder, he might have fallen deeper and deeper into these fantasies.

Even now, Zhang Weizhao has left, he is standing by the window, facing the cool breeze with rain in his face, and the killing intent in his heart has not completely disappeared, like an echo in the chest cavity constantly whirling and impacting.

Feeling this long-lost killing intent, he suddenly discovered one thing, why did such a little girl with no foundation provoke her killing intent several times, but she never really did it? It stands to reason that she angered the emperor like this and punished her with a great crime of disrespect, and it was no problem to push her out and behead a hundred times. But so many times she spoke disrespectfully, and sometimes she even wanted to kill her, but she didn't really put it into action once.

Not only did he not take action, but just after turning the idea of how he wanted to kill her, the next thought that came to mind was: When will you recruit her next time? What kind of methods will she propose to help her "practice"?

Is it such a process of practice? Could it be that the murderous thoughts I have so many times are the demons that I constantly have to face in my cultivation?

Chen Jianjun couldn't figure it out. He took out a Book of Changes from the bookshelf, flipped to the Tun Hexagram and the Need Hexagram and read it repeatedly, hoping to get a glimpse of more mysteries about his life.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly heard Huai'en's voice outside the door saying, "Your Majesty, it's three o'clock in the morning, and it's time for Your Majesty to settle down." Wang Zhi is still waiting in the ear room, do you want him to go back first? ”

Chen Jianjun suddenly came back to his senses, thought for a while and said, "Let him go back." Come tomorrow morning. He really didn't want to talk straight now, he just wanted to continue to immerse himself in the subtle hexagrams.

"Yes."

Wynne went for a while and came back again, stood outside the door and said, "The old slave is in." ”

"Come in." Chen Jianjun said.

Wynn walked in and asked Chen Jianjun to show down, "May I ask where Your Majesty is placed tonight?" ”

Chen Jianjun said: "It's in the East Warm Pavilion." You take this book, along with the book "Zhou Yi Justice" on the case, to the Dongnuan Pavilion. "He was going to study the I Ching again before going to bed.

"Yes!" Wynne replied.

Chen Jianjun walked out of the Maoqin Hall and was served by a few little eunuchs to bathe.

Huai En took the "Book of Changes" that Chen Jianjun had just handed over, picked up "Zhou Yi Justice" from the imperial case, thought about it, and took out "Zhou Yi Notes" and "Zhou Yi Zheng Notes" from the bookshelf, and took them to Dongnuan Pavilion to be read.

The corner door of Anxi Palace quietly opened, and a dark shadow quietly flashed in.

In the brightly lit room, Jin Guifei sat on a luxurious rosewood chair, and stood aside.

"You mean, tonight Your Majesty summoned that girl into the Maoqin Hall for about half an hour, and after she left, you waited in the ear room for half an hour, and Your Majesty still didn't see you?" Although it was late, the golden concubine, still dressed in fine clothes, sat on the chair, her fingers with the ruby ring tightly gripping the handle of the chair.

"Yes. Your Majesty asked me to report to him tomorrow morning. Wang replied respectfully.

"What has Your Majesty been doing in the Maoqin Hall in the past half an hour since that girl left?"

"I probed Wynne's tone, and heard him say that His Majesty was reading."

"Reading? What books to read? "About everything about Chen Jianjun, Jin Guifei wants to know everything.

"The ransom slave was stupid and failed to find out."

"Your Majesty stayed in the East Warm Pavilion today, and you didn't go anywhere?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I got it. Go down. Jin Guifei waved her hand.

"The minions are gone." Wang Zhi retreated quietly and quickly.

Jin Guifei sat on the chair, her hands and feet cold.

A few days ago, when Jin Guifei learned that Zhang Weizhao was taken away by Chen Jianjun from the Inner Punishment Hall for personal interrogation, and then instead of punishing her, she was named Zhaoming Zhenren, she was furious in Anxi Palace, fell several things, and attacked several palace people, so she could barely suppress her anger.

And today, she heard that Chen Jianjun summoned Zhang Weizhao to Maoqin Hall again, and the conversation was more than half an hour, and then she didn't go back to Anxi Palace, nor did she go to other concubines, but stayed alone in Dongnuan Pavilion.

Chen Jianjun rarely sleeps alone, except when government affairs are particularly busy. For example, before the New Year's Festival, or when local officials come to Beijing to report on their work, he will always be busy in the Qianqing Palace until midnight, and when he is very tired, he will go to the Dongnuan Pavilion to sleep for two hours, and go to the court as usual in the morning.

Except for times like this, he always needs to find someone to be by his side. Most of the time it was Concubine Jin, and sometimes he would stay with other concubines, but he always stayed short.

He was afraid of the dark, of being lonely, of having nightmares. He always needs a woman's embrace to warm him. He thought those young concubines were too jerky and delicate, so after occasionally trying them, he still had to return to Jin Guifei's arms to rest.

But on the night of the day when Zhang Weizhao was named Zhaoming Zhenren, Chen Jianjun didn't go anywhere and stayed alone in Dongnuan Pavilion.

Five days ago, Chen Jianjun stayed in Anxi Palace. Before settling in, Chen Jianjun chatted with Jin Guifei while drinking the soup prepared for him. Jin Guifei seemed to inadvertently mention the fact that Chen Jianjun had sealed a Zhaoming real person a few days ago, and asked him why he suddenly remembered to seal such a young girl as a real person? Chen Jianjun snorted, and he didn't want to say more at all.

This attitude made Jin Guifei very annoyed, and tried her best to ask for more reasons from Chen Jianjun's mouth. Chen Jianjun opened the topic several times, and Jin Guifei pulled the topic back again, and asked him repeatedly: It's not that he has never been close to Taoism, why is he a real person now? What is that Taoist doctor's ability?

In the end, Chen Jianjun was annoyed, threw the bowl and raised his legs and left, and went back to the Qianqing Palace that night to sleep alone in the Dongnuan Pavilion.

A few nights later, I went to two different concubines. Last night and tonight, I stayed alone in the East Warm Pavilion.

Chen Jianjun frequently stayed alone, which made Jin Guifei deeply uneasy. Jin Guifei felt that it was not that she cared about it, but that something was wrong!

Could it be that the emperor is obsessed with the Taoist doctor who pretends to be a ghost?

Could it be that girl is not satisfied with the prince's confusion, and is delusional to climb to the emperor?

No, probably not! The emperor should not take a fancy to her. Jin Guifei knew the emperor's temperament, and for so many years, the young concubines he had pampered were all so gentle that they could drip water, and the Taoist doctor was rough and self-righteous, and he was not the type that the emperor would accept.

And the emperor is in the harem, if he sees someone, he will immediately summon luck, and if he is happy, he will give him a title, and if he is unhappy, he will throw it aside, and he has no interest in playing any tricks to catch and indulge. He didn't seem to have meant to show favor to that Taoist doctor.

However, if you are not obsessed with her, why is it Feng Zhenren again, and she is summoned alone at night? Perhaps, this time the emperor did not fall in love with her appearance, but was really moved? So he is not in a hurry to summon luck, but to pay a high position and talk late at night?

Jin Guifei thought about it and was in pain.

She wanted to hold Chen Jianjun firmly in her hands. She has nothing in her life but him. With him, there is everything. Without him, everything is gone.

Every time Chen Jianjun went to other concubines, she was as bitter as drinking yellow lotus. After all these years, she still can't get used to it. It's just that she knows that he is the emperor, and she has to endure it. She would feel so much better if she told herself that no matter how his body was churning with other women, his heart was always here.

But now she has a feeling that Chen Jianjun's heart is also beginning to move, wanting to leave her and go to a place she can't follow. Where does he want to go? What exactly does he want?

How she wished he was still that young child, so attached to her, so longing. Every night, I just want to snuggle into her arms and suck on her milk-free room. He listens to whatever she says. If he doesn't listen, she will deliberately ignore him at night, and when he can't get her arms, he will cry sadly and panic, and he will agree to whatever she says.