Xinbi sighed faintly, "Your Highness, aren't slaves and maids human witnesses?" The slave maid and Queen Zhen grew up together in the palace, and later the king of Beihai and the emperor were in love with her, and many people in the palace knew that His Royal Highness could casually find an elderly old palace person to ask

She turned her gaze to the tombstone, "Originally, the King of Beihai had promised to marry her as a concubine, and the two of them had made a private agreement for life, but the emperor forcibly married her as a concubine." When Empress Zhen gave birth to you in the Chang'an Palace, the slave maid was by her side, and she saw the mother in great pain......"

Yuan Sui took two steps back in a daze, "So...... Am I really not my father's biological son? No wonder my father hates me so much, he can't wait for me to die, right? He raised his head suddenly, grabbed Xinbi's neck and asked, "Then why did my father still make me the crown prince?" Didn't you say that my father liked my mother very much, why did he leave me and treat me so indifferently? ”

Xinbi was pinched by him and her face turned white, her hands involuntarily wanted to break his fingers, and she spat out the difficult words "Your Highness...... At that time, there was still the Empress Dowager in the palace...... Fung ...... Feng has no children......"

Yuan Sui was like being struck by thunder, his palm loosened weakly, Xinbi was right, he was indeed taken by the Empress Dowager to Fengyi Hall to raise him when he was a child, and after the Empress Dowager died, he recognized Feng Qing as his mother. It turned out that his position as the crown prince was not what his father wanted to give him, so now that the empress dowager and Feng Qing are no longer in the palace, and Feng Zhaoyi is raising the two young princes, his father will abolish him sooner or later.

Xinbi stroked the pinch marks on her neck with her hand, and coughed incessantly while holding the tombstone with her hand, and it took a long time to catch her breath.

Yuan Sui asked in a hoarse voice, "What about the North Sea King...... Does he know? ”

"Niangniang has never told the prince, because Niangniang doesn't want to embarrass the prince," Xinbi stroked the texture on the tombstone with her hand, "But the prince has loved Niangniang deeply since he was a teenager, and he won't be completely unguessed." The slave maid once said to the prince that on the little toes of His Royal Highness the Prince, the nails are divided into two pieces. The slave maid used to serve the prince to change clothes and take off his boots, and the prince's feet were like this...... In any case, the prince must not have a grudge against Niangniang for being the emperor's concubine, and the prince will come here every year on horseback to say a few words to Niangniang. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Sui no longer had the slightest doubt, such a secret feature as a toenail can only be seen by those who serve closely, Xinbi must have taken care of her palace maid back then, and there will be no mistake. The secret she told shocked Yuan Sui even more, he turned out to be the son of the King of the North Sea. All the words and words spelled out a story of the emperor snatching love with a knife in his mind, it was the person he called his father all these years that made him forever separated from his biological mother and his biological father.

He squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Queen Mother...... Isn't it beautiful? ”

The corners of Xinbi's mouth turned up slightly, and her gaze staring at the tombstone became blurred, as if she was recalling the previous situation, "Of course, although Queen Zhen is only the daughter of a nurse in the palace, her appearance is not necessarily bad for any master, she is not only born with good looks, but also has a good temperament, gentle as water, and never treats anyone harshly......"

Yuan Sui shook his head as he listened, stepped back with his feet, and finally turned around and ran down the stone steps quickly. He believed in the things of more than ten years, and it turned out to be all fake, and he was a pathetic illegitimate child. But God didn't even give him the last trace of mercy, and he didn't inherit his mother's stunning beauty at all. His face will only make his father feel disgusted, no wonder his father will be merciless when he scolds him, it is not at all what a father looks like when he scolds his son.

Seeing that Yuan Sui ran away, Xin Bicai's feet softened and fell in front of the tombstone. "Lin Lang, don't blame me," tears had already swirled in her eyes, rolling down with her movements, "I didn't lie, the crown prince is indeed the son of the king of Beihai, and his appearance and the characteristics on his toes will not be wrong......"

She hugged the cold and hard tombstone, and tears fell on the place where Yuan Sui wiped it with her cuffs just now, "They forced me to say this to the prince, otherwise they will kill me...... I don't want to die, I'm already a person who has died once, and the feeling of being left on a mass grave waiting for wild dogs to bite and crush my body is so terrible that I don't want to try again......" I don't know if it's because of the cold on the tombstone, or because of the fear of remembering the horrible past, her shoulders can't stop shaking.

At that time, the empress dowager only used a little trick, and asked the eldest son of the emperor to be raised by her side, and the rest of the people in the Chang'an Palace were killed in that cane, only she was quietly rescued by Aunt Cui and sent here to guard the tomb of Queen Zhen.

originally thought that she could survive like this, but a few days ago, someone found her and asked her to perform such a scene in front of the prince. She was afraid of death, and she was even more afraid of being lonely and desperate to die, so she couldn't refuse.

"Lin Lang, you can help me again, I just want to live......" Xinbi murmured, she used to be just a little palace maid, and now she is just a lonely half-old woman, she can't reverse anything, she can only obey. It has been several years since the death of the Empress Dowager, and the situation laid out by her old man during her lifetime has just begun......

In the Chengyang Hall of the Luoyang Imperial Palace, Yuan Hong was facing the mountains of newspapers, and looked carefully at them line by line. In recent years, there have been large and small tribes in the north, except for the Gaoche tribe under the leadership of the Gaoche King Afu Zhiluo, all moved westward, the leaders of most of the tribes did not have too far-sighted plans, but settled down in the border towns of the Great Wei as they encountered, ending the days of chasing the pasture.

As the number of tribes attached to them increased, problems gradually arose. Sometimes other nomadic tribes still come to the border to plunder their property, and once the herders settle, they are much less flexible in warfare and unable to defend themselves against the tribes who will rush away. The tribes that belonged to each other went their own way, refusing to help each other, coming and going, and the crops that had been planted so hard at the beginning of the year were left with not a grain of rice left at the end of the year.

Between these tribes, some were originally of the same clan and the same clan, and some intermarried for generations, to put it bluntly, they were relatives at all, and if they really had to send troops to suppress it, the Huairou situation that had been painstakingly managed for several years would be in vain.

No one in the prince of the clan was willing to take care of this unclear housework, and the Han ministers were not familiar with the customs of the north, so after thinking about it, Yuan Hong could only send Wang Xuanzhi to the north. He has traveled around all these years and is very familiar with the customs and customs of various places, and he has always been full of wisdom, even if he can't solve the current problem, at least he won't let the conflict intensify.

Wang Xuanzhi has been gone for more than two months, but the report sent back was greatly unexpected by Yuan Hong. He used cloth of different colors to make battle flags for each tribe, and hung cowhide drums at the entrance of each tribe's village. Half of what was captured went to the original owner, and the other half was distributed to other ministries as appropriate, depending on the amount of effort and the severity of casualties. Because the battle flag was brightly colored, the actions of each department could be seen clearly, and Wang Xuanzhi's distribution was concise and fair, at first the various departments were still a little suspicious, but then they slowly became the same enemy, and when they heard the sound of drums, they immediately assembled.

Yuan Hong closed the report and bowed his head in contemplation. Wang Xuanzhi is indeed a once-in-a-century talent, reading through poetry and books is secondary, what is really rare is that he has been an official in the Southern Dynasty, and has traveled everywhere and done business, insisting on doing things but not pedantic, flexible but not slippery.

It's a pity that because of his status as a member of the Southern Dynasty and the ambiguous rumors between him and Zuo Zhaoyi, the Xianbei nobles have never really accepted him. Fortunately, Wang Xuanzhi was very anxious and wise, so he could resolve it repeatedly.

Yuan Hongye once thought about giving him a title and title, but Wang Xuanzhi didn't care at all, no matter how much reward the emperor gave, he insisted on refusing and only took the share he deserved.

Yuan Hong rubbed the corners of his forehead, only then did he realize that he hadn't slept all night, the sky was already bright, but the lights were still lit in the hall. The dancing flames were dazzling, and in the hazy halo, he seemed to see Feng Miao's tearful eyes again. He can understand how cruel it is to not let a mother see her son, but he is a man, a husband, and an emperor, not because he loves power, but only power is the weapon he can use to protect his wife and children. He wants to create a peaceful and prosperous world to share with her. Yuan Hong took the copper cover and put it on the wick of the candle, and when he opened it again, the dancing flame was gone, and only a wisp of green smoke curled up.

The smell of smoke rushed into his nose, and he suddenly felt that his brain was about to explode, and he used to have headaches from time to time, and he had a good sleep every time, but in the past few days, the attacks have become more and more frequent, especially when he thinks of Feng Miao, as if the pain in her heart is being doubled in this way.

Because of this, he hadn't been to Huayin Palace for several days, and Feng Miao hadn't been to Chengyang Palace either. Yuan Hong took the peppermint cream and put it under his nose to sniff it to relieve the increasingly severe headache. He believes that one day, when he hands over his most precious things to Miao'er, she will definitely understand that she has never changed her mind.

Yuan Hong was about to call the inner eunuch to come in and change his clothes, and was about to go directly to the Taiji Hall to discuss matters later, but the inner eunuch walked in directly, knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, the sixth princess has something to ask to see." ”

The genealogy of the entire royal family has been changed, and the name of the sixth princess has naturally become Yuan Yao. It was still early before the time of the discussion, Yuan Hong remembered that he hadn't seen Yuan Yao for a long time, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Sister Yao got up early, asked her to come in, and then went to pass the meal, I want to have breakfast with the sixth princess." ”

The inner eunuch answered, but when Yuan Yao came in, he was full of shame and anger, and he hurriedly saluted, even ignoring the fact that the inner eunuch had not withdrawn, and asked directly at Yuan Hong, "Brother Huang, do you treat me as a person or a thing?" In the past, you gave me to the stupid son of King Danyang, and I also admitted it, why did you give me to Feng Shu's straw bag now? ”

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