Chapter 134
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The moon moved a little more to the west, and the green shirt gently brushed the dusty jade steps like a floating cloud, and Chu Qiao watched him gradually move away, but his heart became cold inch by inch. γFengyun Reading Network. γ
King Luo?
Luo Wang ......
When she returned to the palace, Qiu Sui was waiting for her with her eyelids on, obviously this girl knew when Li Ce came over.
"Girl, you're back!" Seeing Chu Qiao, the little maid was overjoyed, jumped up, and said, "The slave has prepared lotus seed soup, and the girl will drink a bowl and then go to sleep." β
Holding the warm white jade soup bowl in his hand, Chu Qiao suddenly lost interest in tasting the food, and raised his head and asked, "Qiu Sui, do you know King Luo?" β
Qiu Sui was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, and said, "Girl, why do you ask about this?" β
"It's nothing, just ask casually, and if it's inconvenient, you don't have to say it."
"Alas, there's nothing inconvenient, it's just ......" There was obviously no one in the hall, but the little maid still glanced left and right, and then attached to Chu Qiao's ear and said, "This is an ugly thing in the palace, and everyone generally doesn't dare to talk about it." β
Chu Qiao raised his eyebrows, "Ugly thing? β
"Yes, Lord Luo's father, King Lushan, is the emperor's uncle. When the emperor ascended the throne, the king of Lushan died of illness for unknown reasons. It is said that when the emperor was young, he was even more foolish than the current prince, he ignored the dissuasion of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military, risked the world's disapproval, and forcibly married his aunt, two years later, the princess gave birth to a son to the emperor, that is, the current prince, and the emperor made the princess the queen. I heard that on the day of the canonization of the queen, eight of the old ministers in the court died together and died on the Fengming platform, so the emperor did not change his mind. For more than 20 years, the emperor has favored the queen alone, and the position of the middle palace is solid, and no one can shake it. β
"That is to say......"
In other words, King Luo is not only the prince's uncle, but also the prince's half-brother. King Lushan died early, when the queen was married, King Luo was just 100 days old, and he followed the queen into the palace, and before the age of twenty, he had been growing up with the prince in the palace. β
"Oh my God!" Chu Qiao lowered his head and sighed softly, thinking of the plainly dressed lady, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Did the crown prince and King Luo grow up together in this palace back then?"
"No," Qiu Sui bit her lower lip slightly and said, "The crown prince and King Luo both lived with the queen in the lead hall, and this Mi He residence was Princess Fu's bedroom. β
Chu Qiao's eyebrows raised slightly, "Princess Fu?" β
"Well, Princess Fu is not a real princess, she is the granddaughter of the old general Murong of Zhenguo. The Murong family is a military clan in our country, and the old general Murong has served the country all his life, and the four sons born to him have sacrificed their lives for the country on the battlefield, and the old general Murong also stained the battlefield with blood in the last Northern Expedition. At that time, the traitors rebelled, the army of Great Xia broke through the Baizhi Pass, and the Mongolian Khotan who led the troops of Great Xia ordered to kill the 30,000 troops of our country, in order to protect the fathers and elders of the city, the old lady Murong who was already sixty years old and took her four daughters-in-law to lead the Murong clan army to confront the enemy, delaying time, and finally waiting for the reinforcements from the border town, but the Murong clan was wiped out in this battle. The children of the family were escorting the young masters of the eleven families to flee at that time, and when they saw the gate of the imperial capital, only Princess Fu, who was only four years old, was left. The emperor praised the loyalty and courage of the Murong family, and posthumously named the old general Murong as the prince of Zhenguo, the old lady Murong as the first-class Mrs. Huarong, and all the sons were made marquis, and Princess Fu was also canonized as Princess Zhangyi, raised in the palace, and enjoyed the same worship as the prince and King Luo. β
This passage was short, but Chu Qiao was secretly shocked when he heard it, this Murong family can also be said to be the contemporary Great Song Yangmen. She listened attentively and asked, "What about then?" β
"Later......" Qiusui bit her lower lip and meditated for a while before whispering, "Then Princess Fu died." β
Chu Qiao was taken aback, "Dead? β
"Princess Fu and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the same year, since childhood, the emperor and the queen intended to give the Murong family the honor, regardless of the decline of her family, so when His Royal Highness the Prince and Princess Fu were seventeen years old, they personally gave them marriage, and Princess Fu was crowned the crown princess, and the family was enshrined in the royal temple."
Chu Qiao listened quietly, but he didn't think so. The Murong family is loyal and brave, although the whole family has declined, but it has irreplaceable influence and appeal in the army, and Princess Fu marrying into the royal family can be regarded as a consolidation of the royal family.
"But later, on the day of the wedding, Princess Fu hanged herself."
"What?" Chu Qiao's color suddenly changed, and he frowned and asked, "Suicide?" β
"Yes," Qiu Sui's face was also a little pale, and he whispered, "The royal edict says that Princess Fu died of illness, but Qiu Sui has seen everything since she was a child in the palace. His Royal Highness the Prince, wearing a red brocade robe and holding a rose ball, happily followed the ceremonial official and entered the dormitory, but he didn't see Princess Fu. Everyone panicked and looked around, and in the end, His Royal Highness the Prince was the first to find Princess Fu, and everyone ran to the apse, and saw Princess Fu wearing a wedding dress, with a three-foot white silk hanging on her head, hanging on the plane tree outside the window. β
The night wind blew, and it was bitterly cold.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince screamed and fainted. I followed my mother, the little flower girl in the welcoming team, and my mother and the other aunts from the palace hurriedly ran to put Princess Fu down. I stepped back in fear, and at once I stumbled on a stone, fell to the ground, and cried and cried, but at a glance I saw under the pomegranate tree under the stone steps, King Luo, dressed in a blue-purple robe, and his face as white as a ghost, standing quietly behind the crowd, looking at the plane tree with red eyes, without saying a word, his fists clenched, as if he were about to pinch out the water. Qiu Sui's eyes were red, and she sniffled slightly, "Later, all the courtesy, palace maids, and aunts of the welcoming party were secretly executed, because I was not yet nine years old at the time, and I was spared. After my mother died, I have been serving in the palace, but since then, I have not seen King Luo, only every year on the queen's birthday, he will return to the palace once, and rarely go out. I heard that he was sent to Meishan, saying that he was guarding the tomb on behalf of the Son of Heaven, and it was more than six years in a blink of an eye. β
Chu Qiao nodded slowly, only to feel a burst of depression in her heart, it was another secret history of the palace, she had seen too much.
"Actually, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was not like this before, it was only after Princess Fu died that she became more and more depressed. The girl has never seen Princess Fu, she is really a fairy-like person, not only noble, but also very good to people, and her personality is very gentle. Back then, none of us little female officials in the palace had not received her favor. It's just that I didn't expect that such a gentle person would finally have the courage to take such a road. β
Chu Qiao shook his head lightly, "How can such a famous family full of loyal martyrs be as gentle as water?" I'm afraid that the blood in my bones is boiling and hot. She is a person who would rather be broken than broken, but unfortunately, she did not have the ability to protect herself back then, and she did not entrust herself to someone who had the ability to protect her. β
Qiu Sui didn't seem to understand it.
Chu Qiao patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Qiu Sui, do you like the palace?" β
The little maid was confused for a moment, and muttered: "I don't know, my mother is a female official in the court, and she was pointed out by the Queen Mother to the father of the Pavilion of Culture and History, and later gave birth to me." I was born here, I have never been out, I am used to seeing the ladies and ladies of various palaces competing for favor and fraud, and the two masters I have seen in my life are different from them, that is, the girl and the master. Slaves and maids can't say whether they like it or not, but whether they like it or not, don't they all have to live like this? β
Chu Qiao was slightly stunned, and then chuckled: "You're right, whether you accept it or not, life has to be like this." Because I haven't seen it, I can only choose to be content with the status quo. β
She lowered her head, stroked the little girl's head, and said: "Qiusui, the outside is different from here, you can talk loudly, you can walk in stride, you can go wherever you want, as long as you work, you can get paid, you can live the life you want to live, outside, even the wind is free." β
The little maid was a little confused and muttered, "That'...... I don't want to get up in the morning, I want to sleep in, and no one cares? β
Chu Qiao smiled, "Of course, but you will be deducted from your salary." β
"Wow!" Qiu Sui suddenly became excited, grabbed Chu Qiao's hand, and asked, "Girl, is this how Yanbei is?" Is it? β
Chu Qiao looked at her, his eyes were so distant, far from being like a seventeen-year-old girl. Through the autumn spike, she seemed to see a far away, saw the green pasture grass in Yanbei, saw the white sheep, and saw the holy snow-capped mountains......
"I don't know if that's the case now, because I haven't been there either, but I promise you that one day, everything will come true, so you have to live well."
Chu Qiao stood up, looked at the densely foliage plane tree in front of the window, and thought of the lonely man in a green shirt.
"Tonghua thousands of miles away, even the Korean language is endless. In the next life, don't be born in the emperor's family. Early the next morning, the sound of the carriage shattered the good dreams of the morning, Chu Qiao did not alarm anyone, packed his simple bags, and got into the carriage.
Tie You smiled at Chu Qiao and said, "Miss Chu, it's cold, there is dry food in the carriage, you haven't eaten yet." β
Chu Qiao nodded, "Thank you." β
Tie You obviously knew her true identity, smiled innocently, and said: "The battles that Miss Chu did in Great Xia have become a model for Shangwutang classes, and my son likes you very much and talks about it all day long. β
Chu Qiao looked at the man, was slightly stunned, and asked, "Your son?" How old are you this year? β
Tie You smiled: "I am twenty-five this year, my son is twelve, I got married at the age of thirteen, and I just had another daughter. β
Chu Qiao was secretly speechless, thirteen years old......
Li Luo is right, the wind here is really strong. Chu Qiao wore a hood and opened the curtain of the carriage, only to feel the wind whistling, like a windmill. The early morning sun with the warmth of golden yellow, sprinkled in the entire Jinwu Palace, the distant towers and water pavilions, the towering palace, like a prosperous dream, gradually faded away. Floating clouds, shallow and shallow, full of crimson and willow green, embracing a pool of clear blue water. The marble square was quiet, except for this carriage, which moved slowly in the morning light, revealing mottled shadows.
Chu Qiao raised his head, looked up at the floating clouds in the sky, and remembered the appearance of Li Ce's eyebrows and eyes reclining under the begonia tree, and his eyes gradually became foggy.
"Happy in the heart of the day, facing east and twilight, I hope you can really do this."
The carriage faded away, and finally disappeared in the palace. Li Ce, who couldn't get up early, was standing on a rockery in Lanque Palace at the moment. The rockery is extremely high, and it is full of green bamboo, and the breeze blows, moving slowly. There is a bamboo pavilion on the mountain, which is ingenious and very exquisitely made. Li Ce was dressed in a blue-green robe, wearing a golden crown, holding a purple flute, horizontal to his mouth, and wanted to play it several times, but it couldn't be heard.
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