Mistakes in the East Wind (3)

East Wind Mistake (3)

"Did she say anything?" The Queen spoke.

"No, she hasn't woken up yet. A person beside her who looked like a palace maid, but was more luxurious than most palace maids, said.

The queen mother glanced at her and said, "The people from the Shang Palace Bureau have already written it down?" ”

"Yes, it has been noted as a miscarriage. ”

"Hmm. The queen nodded.

"Niangniang......" The palace maid seemed to hesitate about something, and asked softly: "Niangniang, although the emperor's consent has been obtained for this action, and this matter is also for the good of the four princes, but the emperor is not thin on her saintly family after all, if she wakes up and knows about it, she will cry to the emperor at that time." The emperor may be soft-hearted for a while, and order Niangniang to ...... the four princes"

"How about the fourth prince and give it back to her?" A sarcastic smile appeared on the queen's face.

"Did she think she would have that chance?"

"Niangniang, what do you mean......" The palace maid's eyes became cautious, and she glanced back at the dormitory of the Moon Palace meaningfully.

"No, doing it at this time will only make the people in the palace suspicious. The queen mother sneered and shook her head: "Moreover, it doesn't matter if she wants her life or not, the palace has already received the news that the emperor has recently obtained a stunning beauty on the battlefield in the south, and she is very favored." And the beginning of spring is the new draft, and the one in it, the glorious days have long come to an end. She glanced back at the dormitory contemptuously: "It's just a waste, if she really dares to be self-conscious." It's never too late to do it. ”

"Wise ...... Mother"

"Alas, what a wisdom, if that child hadn't given birth to such a pair of eyes, in fact, that orchid from Caiwei Palace would be a better candidate......"

……

The figures of several people gradually faded away.

I couldn't understand their words in my terror, but I could already tell that they were ominous.

Until the second half of the night, the palace people gradually dispersed. I had just crawled out of the bushes, trying to push my stiff legs. Run towards Caiwei Palace.

Maybe it was because of that scare, maybe it was because I finally realized that I would never see her there again. After that, I never ran to that garden again.

Time flies, and soon it will be the end of the year.

The palace began to rejoice, not only did the queen give birth to the long-awaited concubine of the people of Daqi, but also accompanied by the good news that my father and emperor had returned victoriously again.

In this way, the continuous connection of happy events is gathered in one place, making the originally lively court even more festive.

While the entire court is becoming more prosperous day by day. Only one place is withering at a miraculous rate.

I never saw her again until later, when I heard the news of her death.

That's when spring comes.

I didn't see the moment of her final death, nor the scene of her funeral.

Because at the same time, my mother also passed away.

And my father, the Emperor, is very busy, and he is carefully selecting the show girls he does not know how many times since he ascended the throne. Commenting on the beautiful or beautiful faces of those women, he had neither time nor mood to patronize the palaces that had long been lonely and in decline, to see the women who had long since faded from his memory. No matter what joy and enthusiasm they had brought him.

The newlyweds soon lived in the exquisite pavilions and pavilions everywhere, such as jade and beautiful red faces decorating the rich court, with the arrival of spring. It brought vitality and vitality to this dreary court, and also brought a new round of disputes.

And for the deceased concubines, no one will care, not even their husbands. For the Son of Heaven of the Ninety-Five Supreme, the living beauty is the jewel that decorates his exploits, and the dead beauty is just a rotting corpse. His last grace was to order my mother to be promoted to two ranks, and to be buried according to the etiquette of a noble concubine.

And the same is true for her disposal.

After losing her mother, the days were the same, but Xian Chen became more and more nagging.

When I was nine years old, I don't know for what. My great father, who was busy between the country and the beauty, suddenly began to remember that there was such a son as me. Thereupon. I was immediately found in the corner and given the title of the eldest son of the emperor. Like every young prince, I began to study in the study room in Changwen Garden.

The first time I stepped through the door of the study, I saw him.

In fact, it was only the two of us who wore bright yellow children, and the rest were all accompanied by navy blue robes.

Against the backdrop of a dull and simple cyan background, his delicate face is extraordinarily lovely, pink and jade, like a flower bud that has just been launched in this spring.

His facial features vaguely have the appearance of my memory, and the familiar warmth is like the brightest sunshine in winter, spreading from the bottom of my heart.

I smiled at him, and in my smile, his pouting mouth slowly fell.

He is the fourth prince, just turned five years old this year, in fact, originally according to the palace rules of Daqi, the prince began to enter the study to study with the Taifu when he was six years old, but I heard that the queen mother had high expectations for him, and when he was less than five years old, he played the emperor, and then sent him to this room.

It is also thanks to him that my busy father and emperor remember that there is a prince like me who has been completely forgotten by the entire Great Qi court.

In fact, there are two brothers among us, and the second prince, who was deeply liked by my father, accidentally fell from the castle tower in the spring of the previous year and died on the spot. However, the third prince born by Concubine Wu Shu was a sick man, and he couldn't even get out of bed for most of the year, so he could only hide in the house and drink all kinds of decoctions and medicines, of course, it was impossible to come here.

The rest of the princes are still too young, so now, there are only two of us in the entire study.

In this way, I began my childhood study time, every morning, I would go to the study at three o'clock, and then there would be different masters to teach us various subsets of scriptures and histories, and they all had long beards, and they would shake their heads when they talked about learning.

This kind of action, combined with that unhurried sound, is simply the most appropriate lullaby. So much so that every morning, I had to fight the sleepy insects constantly to try to stay awake. And what forced me to work so hard was the long ring ruler placed on the Taifu bookcase.

Ever since I first tasted what it was like to be hit on a handboard, I never dared to openly doze off in class again.

However, the one next to me, no matter what kind of course, no matter which master sat and shook his head, would sleep every morning, until his saliva ran down his pink cheeks and left on the table.

And at this time, Taifu would be furious, and then touch the long, hard ring ruler with his trembling hand with anger.

But in the end, the ring ruler will not fall on him, but only on the young people who accompany us behind us.

Why does Daqi have this rule that "if the prince makes a mistake, his attendant must bear the punishment on his behalf"?

At that time, I was always very angry, why I was also a prince, but I did not arrange a companion attendant, so I had to personally bear the strength of the ring ruler, and fight against the sleepy insects in such an early morning when I was sleepy. Especially when I saw him awakened by the cry of the attendant reading behind, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and getting up from the desk. His pink side face still bears the red marks pressed by the patterns on the bookcase.

At that time, for the first time, I understood exactly the benefits of power.

In the days that followed, he continued to sleep as he slept, and it was evident that the board on the attendant would not cause him the slightest pain, but at most he would be woken up by the crying from behind him when he was sleeping well, and then glared disapprovingly at those who had been disciplined for him, picked up a book, and continued to doze off as if he were in a good mood.

His careless attitude made him so angry that he couldn't do anything about it, and my homework improved by leaps and bounds because of such compulsory learning.

In the afternoon, our class was to go to the practice room, and there was a special master to teach us horseback archery, the art of war and martial arts. Daqi won the world on horseback, and now it is a troubled time, this part of the course is particularly important, and even our father will occasionally come to the school to check our coursework.

He would often cry out because of the fatigue of practicing, but I was surprisingly fond of this part of my studies, and I often pestered others to ask questions about martial arts after my homework.

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