Chapter 7: The Way of Deqing (1)
"Xu got the exact news a few days ago that all seventy-seven people in Lanbu Fang, Lianghong's harem, were killed. The reason is that a singer privately worships the deceased Ling Zhaoyuan. β
"What?!" I was shocked, and the voices and smiles of the old people came to my mind, and their names were on my lips, but I couldn't call them out. Lanbufang is the place of singing and dancing of Lianghong's harem, flying pavilion Liudan, Biwa Zhu eaves. My mother was one of them, and I lived there until I was ten years old. After that, even if my mother was promised, we would still go back when we were free. In the harem of indifference, for me and my mother, Lanbufang is the only place where we don't have to endure cynicism and disobedience. And the reason why I call this "mother" is also because in the years when I was nameless and shareless, I heard it with my own ears in Lanbufang, and those sisters shouted it crisply, which is the purest and truest title.
And now, Xiao Xuan has shattered my happiness at that time and my nostalgia now! andβ
"Xu also heard that Emperor Lianghong said when he ordered the execution of the people in Lanbufang, "Zong Zhengxu raised his eyes to look at me, his eyes were heavy, "It's just a play." ββ
"Huh." I really couldn't hold back a sneer, and I finally felt the corners of my eyes moisten. "I see. As far as he is concerned, from beginning to end, his mother is just a playmaker. Lingjieyu...... Heh......"
I laughed and burst into tears, and I felt that my heart was like a knife, even worse than the day my mother died. In a trance, I seemed to see that I was young at that time, and I often combed my long hair into a double flat bun style, and the hairpins on both sides of the sideburns were hairpins and peonies in spring, okra in autumn, and jasmine in summer, and I learned piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and dance at the beginning of winter. At that time, all the sisters in Lanbu Fang were happy to encourage me to surround me, but my mother didn't see the reason for her joy, and today I finally understood.
Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, and there is no one to pity the red incense. The withered red eyes are full of sorrow, and the passing water is called to stop for me. The flowers are fleeting, even if they are short-lived, the leaves are thin and the flowers are remnant, and the ending of the moon is also doomed.
There seemed to be the words muttered by my mother when I was drinking alone under the lamp, and I looked up at the tall trees in the courtyard, and intermittently read with my mother: "I can't paint a new outfit in sweat...... Silk rush festival dance clothes light. Falling flowers around the trees are suspicious, and the snow returns from the wind...... Secretly affectionate ......"
Choked up, I hung my head and wept, I didn't know who to explain to, who to complain: "I can't paint the new makeup, it's because of tears...... Silk and bamboo singing and dancing, light has always been the so-called sincerity. How can you feel secretly, and how can you talk about returning to the snow from the wind...... Why do you call me to know...... Why should I know the truth! The pain of such a thousand cuts is to rip away all the hopes, leaving nothing behind......"
Even though I was in agony at the moment, the boy who was four years older than me was standing opposite me still had no change in his face, as if he were facing nothing more than a stone, and he had to chisel with a knife: "This is only the part of what you know." From this, Emperor Lingyue can imagine who Emperor Lianghong is. Xu knew that it was not easy to ask Emperor Lingyue to help him, and to kill his father with his own hands, but Xu only wanted to ask Emperor Lingyue to ......"
"He's no longer my father." I interrupted Zong Zhengxu rudely, and my voice was a little colder than his: "And as you said, such a violent and tyrannical and unscrupulous person is embarrassing to be the emperor." What will happen if it is for the destruction of the Buddha and for the serpent? β
I looked straight at him, and for the first time he didn't hide his surprise. "Since he has abandoned me in a foreign country, and thinks that the servant and the daughter of the servant are inferior, how can I not obey my father's wishes, otherwise I will not be a villain in vain. Zongzheng Gongzi, there is no need to persuade again. Xiao Yuemu will help. β
The wind is clear and the moon is shining. I looked indifferently at the moonlight, as if I saw the dim heart at this moment.
"Just two conditions." Speaking slowly again, I moved my eyes to look at Zong Zhengxu: "First, try to minimize casualties. After the deed is completed, treat the people of Lianghong kindly; Second, "Zong Zhengxu's eyes reflected my eyes full of murderous intent, and the determination was palpitating, "Those people who are involved with me, Xiao Yue Mu Wang's sword is one by one. β
He didn't seem to expect me to say this, so he was silent for a moment before answering, and he didn't add a smile again: "Emperor Lingyue has made up her mind, and Xu will naturally respond." So ......"
"Stop calling me Emperor Queen, when we're alone." I interrupted him again, despite his surprise: "Call my name." Xiao Yuemu. β
My surname, identity, and appearance, although inherited from Xiao Xun, are also because of my mother's parents, and her smile when she called "Yue'er" sounded beautiful to me. But the title of "Lingyue", so far, has brought me only pain. In front of people, I have no choice but to use these two words to steal my life, and take revenge with these two words; But after the people, I only want every word to come out of my heart, every sentence is heartfelt, and I am willing to use the three words Xiao Yuemu to reverse this fateful journey.
Zong Zhengxu muttered the words "Xiao Yuemu" again, and then looked at me again for a long time: "Emperor...... That being said, it is better to be respectful than to obey fate. β
When they returned to the banquet, everyone's faces were different. Mundon looked displeased, but could not speak; Zong Zheng Gengfu understood everything and smiled silently; The rest of the ministers were surprised or surprised, but they didn't dare to say anything anyway, and when they looked at me, they were also glimpsed back.
When she returned to the palace that night, Lan Tang seemed to know the situation, and she smiled slightly when we looked at her, where was there still half an impetuous appearance. Thinking about the day I thought about it with Qu Zhong, she was already aware of it, but she planned it and led me to the emperor's residence and "met by chance" with Meng Yehan.
She is the palace maid in charge of Changle Palace, even if the two pools of Yiliu and Pang Liu are very similar, how can they not be distinguished? It's just that he didn't expect Zong Zhengxu to arrange people to the queen's side, according to his temperament, it should be that Lan Tang had been used when he entered the palace, and he was "lucky" to enter Changle Palace as an ordinary palace maid. In these many days and nights, Meng Deng's conversation with the queen really doesn't know how much she has listened to it.
In fact, when Lan Tang told me everything about the previous dynasty, I was already suspicious. Even if Meng Deng wants to catch me and test whether I have ulterior motives, he will not entrust me with all the deliberations and deliberations of the court all night. And how can a palace maid remember so many things clearly, unless she has heard it for a long time, or has heard it by her ears and eyes. It's just that although I had doubts at the time, I felt that I was upright and had a clear conscience no matter what; Second, I wouldn't have thought that the dark thread behind Lan Tang was tied to Zong Zhengxu.
Since that night, Lan Tang has stopped hiding in front of me, and I have been less evasive when she is there, and we are much more comfortable with each other, which is really a bit ironic. It's just that I was careless, and by the time I realized that something was wrong with the tea I was drinking, it was too late.
A second before I fell groggily on the couch, I only saw Lan Tang's soft and smiling face, and there was a sentence that seemed to be nothing-
"Emperor Ji, do you really take Lan Tang as your own?"