"Sister, cry if you want to." An Lingrong raised his hand to let the people who served retreat, and he also got up to leave.

There was a suppressed cry behind her, like a blunt knife, hitting An Lingrong's heart one by one, she closed the door, raised her head, looked at the boxy sky in the courtyard, and suddenly felt that time was so cruel, it swept away their stories and memories little by little, everyone was slowly leaving, and everything that had happened would be annihilated in the torrent of history, until no one remembered.

Prince Guo died in the midsummer of the second year of Qianlong, and the Fujin Niu Hulu clan was grief-stricken and died in the coffin.

This year, the lotus flowers in the palace bloomed very well, pink and white complemented each other, clustered on the lake, so that Zhen Huan once remembered the scene of that year's birthday, the white lotus full of lake floated in the blue water, such as a lamp of mutton fat white jade floating on the water, mixed with a few pink red lotus, like a shy flush on the woman's face, the morning sun, the green leaves and fields, and their figures were reflected in the sparkling shadows.

"The prince was killed by the current saint." Concubine Ning stood behind Zhen Huan with a gloomy face, and said in a low voice, "This is the emperor you chose after thousands of choices?" The prince is such a good person, he actually wants to kill them all! ”

Zhen Huan only felt that her breathing had become a little difficult.

Today, Concubine Ning uncharacteristically invited her out to meet, only saying that she had something important to say, but she didn't say what it was, and now when she heard this, Zhen Huan suddenly felt that her heart was broken, and the pain was unbearable: "Why?" The Emperor had no reason to do this, he clearly ...... Obviously, Prince Guo is very heavy. ”

"I heard that every time the prince enters the palace to meet the emperor, he will ask if the Queen Mother of Shoukang Palace is well." A deep pain crossed Concubine Ning's eyes, "It's hard to ensure that the emperor is not suspicious of this, he guessed the matter between you and the prince, and in order to protect the face of the royal family, he let people kill the prince - Zhen Huan, and because of you!" She reached out and took Zhen Huan's hand, revealing the coral bracelet on her wrist, and thin tears appeared in her eyes, "Since you still took the prince to ask for your beloved things from the South China Sea, you should remember his kindness to you, don't let him die so wronged." ”

Zhen Huan cried sadly, she didn't know at all, it turned out that he was still thinking about her so much.

"If it is inconvenient for the Queen Mother to do it, the concubine can serve on her behalf." Concubine Ning approached Zhen Huan, her voice trembling with ruthlessness, "I will never let him go, even if he is already the emperor." ”

Concubine Ning left like a gust of wind, leaving Zhen Huan alone in place.

She stood against the wind for a long time, until the tears in her eyes disappeared little by little, and she muttered in a low voice: "Naturally, I can't let him go." She said it so softly that before it could reach anyone's ears, it was blown away by a gust of wind.

The wind rustles the leaves, the sky is clear and translucent, the fine dust in the air is slowly precipitating, time seems to stand still, the sun falls like gold, and then sinks to the surface, like a bloody sunset, the sky suddenly darkens, like a little thick ink dripping into the clear water, and the ink engulfs the sunset little by little.

In the distance, there seemed to be a crow fluttering away, and the sound gradually became very distant.

An Lingrong looked at Honghao, who was standing not far from him, soothed the turbulent waves in his heart a little, and called softly: "Honghao, what are you doing?" ”

Honghao hands up, holding a round of mirrors, but what is surprising is that the mirror is suspended in the void an inch away from his palm, the mirror is glowing with shallow golden light, constantly overflowing from the inside A little bit of broken gold, reflecting Honghao's face as if bathed in the sun, at first hearing An Lingrong's voice, he slowly raised his head, looked back, his eyes were calm like a pool of stagnant water in the abyss, strange with a little familiarity.

An Lingrong looked at those eyes and inexplicably calmed down: "It's not the first time we've met, right?" She raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "Is there anything important for Xianjun to come this time?" ”

Seeing that she recognized herself, Honghao nodded, and said straight to the point: "The luck of the Qing Dynasty is about to disperse, Benjun will come and take a look." ”

An Lingrong's eyes widened involuntarily: "What? ”

"The cycle of cause and effect, the reincarnation of heaven." Honghao said in a deep voice, "There are laws for everything in the world, but there are always variables, and you are one of them." You are reborn alone, what changes the fate of countless people, in order to end this cause and effect, you pay the price of your own reincarnation in the next life, and then you have a family to give you good karma and accumulate merits, so it can be regarded as offset. He raised his hand and turned into a golden booklet, turned one of the pages, and continued, "And Li Xiang smuggled through the rift of time after his death, not only borrowing the corpse to revive the soul, but also affecting the people who are carrying the fortune of the country. ”

"Who is Li Xiang?" An Lingrong was a little puzzled.

"Later generations will call her a time-traveler, but we usually call her a time trespasser." Honghao said lightly, "The cause and effect she provoked was too much, and even if she died, she couldn't offset it, so she could only use Aixinjue Luo Hongli's luck to offset it." There seemed to be a hint of resentment on his expressionless face, "But in this way, the fate of the Great Qing Dynasty will be greatly shortened, and if this gap cannot be filled, the impact on future generations will only be greater......

An Lingrong heard it in a fog, but she still asked, "Why do you say that?" ”

"Hongli should have reigned for sixty years and lived to be eighty-eight years old before dying, but now, I'm afraid he won't live for three years......"

An Lingrong woke up suddenly, almost scaring Zhen Huan, who wanted to call her.

"Nightmare?" Zhen Huan wiped the cold sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief, and said in a low voice, "Why did you fall asleep sitting under the porch?" At this time, it was the time when the sun was hot, and I was careful to get into the heat and enter the house. Her face was sad that had not yet faded, so she didn't notice An Lingrong's strange look.

An Lingrong's hands and feet were a little weak, and she finally barely stood still, she looked at the empty courtyard, and asked casually: "What about Honghao?" ”

"Rebelle is still taking a nap at this time, does the Queen Mother have anything to explain?" It was Ju Qing who replied, and over the years, she has been serving Honghao closely.

"It's fine." An Lingrong shook his head and slowly walked into the dormitory. For a moment, she couldn't tell which one was true, and after a long time, she slowly came back to her senses, and when she was about to speak, she heard a small seal outside.

"The Queen Mother, the Queen Mother, Lord Zhang Tingyu asks to see you."

Zhang Tingyu walked in with a solemn expression, and bowed respectfully to An Lingrong and Zhen Huan: "Weichen respectfully invites the Empress Dowager Sheng'an, and respectfully invites the Empress Dowager Jin'an." Then he said, "Weichen came to see him this time to ask the Queen Mother for a decree." ”

An Lingrong and Zhen Huan glanced at each other in unison, but they thought about it for a moment.

"Master Zhang, let's get up and speak first." An Lingrong raised his hand and motioned for him to get up, "Dill, give him a seat." ”

Zhang Tingyu, as a veteran of the Three Dynasties, has always been rigid, and the most intolerable thing is to interfere in the harem, that is, An Lingrong's decree to temporarily stay in Beijing was also repeatedly refuted by him in the court, and finally had to comply with the edict of the first emperor. Today, he uncharacteristically asked for Shoukang Palace, which is indeed a very tricky thing to think about.

"The emperor insisted on attacking Jinchuan, but the ministers tried to persuade him to no avail, so he had no choice but to ask for the two queen mothers." Zhang Tingyu's face was purple, and he seemed to feel that it was a very embarrassing thing to ask for help from a harem woman because of the affairs of the imperial court, but the situation was urgent, and he had no choice but to let go of this old face, "The big and small Jinchuan are originally two tributaries of the upper reaches of the Dadu River in northwest Sichuan, and there are gold mines in the mountains along the river, and there are many golden sands in the river, so it is named." These two tributaries are located at key points, leading to Chengdu in the east, Kangzang in the west, Qinghai in the north, and Yunnan and Guizhou in the south. During the reign of the first emperor, he widely promoted the reform of the land and returned to the stream, abolished the local Tusi system, reduced the rebellion factor, and strengthened the rule over the frontier. But since Sharopun became the pacification department of Dajinchuan, he gradually became restless, and constantly sent troops to invade the neighboring tribes, but this is just a vendetta between the tribes. But the emperor didn't listen to anything. ”

Zhang Tingyu sighed heavily: "If you really want to fight, it shouldn't be now." Just after the drought, the treasury is mostly empty, not to mention, there are no available generals, although Yue Zhongqi is brave and strategic, but in the end it is much worse than Nian Qianyao back then, if he waits for a few years, the queen's younger brother Fu Heng can lead the army to fight. He got up and bowed his hand to An Lingrong, and said, "The Empress Dowager, the first emperor's edict has said, if there is a decision, you have the right to decide, and the minister will ask the Empress Dowager to draw up a decree and suppress this matter for the time being." ”

An Lingrong took a sip of tea slowly, and was silent without speaking.

"Lord Zhang, you should know how difficult the situation of the mourning family and the queen mother in the palace is now, if you really make this decree according to what the lord said, I am afraid that tomorrow the lord will hear the news that the mourning family and the queen mother died of sudden illness." Zhen Huan sighed sadly and said, "This edict left by the first emperor is power, and it is a hot potato. Haoyue's matter can be said to be a matter of the previous dynasty or a matter of the harem, and it is understandable for the Queen Mother to interfere, but even so......" She paused meaningfully and did not continue.

Zhang Tingyu also realized something, and the hand he was holding slowly drooped.

An Lingrong opened his mouth at this time: "Dill, go and see if Ruibeile is awake, if he is awake, let him come over to meet Master Zhang." ”

"Wechen is terrified." Zhang Tingyu hurriedly knelt down.

"Master Zhang doesn't have to be like this." An Lingrong said with a shallow smile, "The mourning family heard that Lord Zhang has always been loyal, patriotic and loving the people, if today's matter had not reached a dead end, Lord Zhang would not have thought of mourning the family in a dilemma." As she spoke, Honghao walked in with a yawn, she beckoned him to sit beside her, and whispered, "Honghao, Master Zhang has something very difficult, can you give an idea?" ”

Zhang Tingyu was slightly stunned: "Queen Mother, Rui Beile is not ......" He suddenly realized something in Shang Honghao's bright eyes, and hurriedly said the matter again, and finally asked cautiously, "Rui Beile, what do you think of this matter?" ”

"This battle should be fought. Saroben is ambitious, if he blindly weighs the constraints and indulges their internal strife, when Saroben annexes the small tribes around him, then the Qing Dynasty will not fight Jinchuan. Honghao said categorically, and then the words changed abruptly, "But right now, the war can only be ranked second." ”

Zhang Tingyu was shocked by Honghao's words, and involuntarily followed his words and asked: "Rui Belle, what is the first important thing?" ”

"Money, of course." Honghao looked at Zhang Tingyu with a calm face, blinked suddenly, and quipped a little playfully, "How can you fight without money?" ”

"Baylor is absolutely right." Zhang Tingyu couldn't help but smile, and suddenly felt a little emotional. If he had put aside his prejudice earlier and set up the seventh elder brother as the crown prince when the first emperor was still there, maybe there would not have been such a bad thing as today, "Then in the opinion of Belle, where should this money come from?" ”

"Lord Zhang might as well go and check the list of accounts borrowed by the household department." Honghao said, "According to the laws of the Qing Dynasty, if an official has enough money, he can borrow money from the household department and return it on a certain day, but in fact, most of the people who borrow silver have some family background, but the household department borrows silver without interest, and no one recovers it. If the money can be recovered, the treasury may be full. After speaking, he covered his mouth and smiled again, "As for how to get this money back, it's an adult's business." ”

Zhang Tingyu only remembered this when he heard Honghao say this, in the early days of the first emperor's accession to the throne, he served as the head of the household department, and at that time he saw a lot of IOU-style treasury and silver details in the internal account books, and the majority of the loans were all high-powered people, as few as a few thousand, as many as tens of thousands, even if only half of them were returned, it was a large amount. The money and grain are in place, if you really want to fight, you have the confidence!

After Zhang Tingyu figured this out, his face immediately radiated, and he solemnly looked at Honghao deeply: "Weichen worships Xie Rui Belle." ”

"Lord Zhang is polite." Honghao politely sent Zhang Tingyu away, turned his head and fell into An Lingrong's arms to be coquettish, "Eniang, was what I said just now?" ”

An Lingrong looked at his well-behaved and cute appearance, compared with the young and old appearance in the dream, the gap was too big, and he couldn't help but feel a little awkward, reaching out to Honghao's face and kneading and pinching, until he begged for mercy with tears in his eyes, and then he felt more comfortable: "Well, Honghao said it very well." ”

"In this way, it saves us a lot of effort." Zhen Huan said lightly, "Looking at Zhang Tingyu's appearance just now, I'm afraid that I have already been a little moved by Honghao." ”

An Lingrong just tugged at the corners of his mouth and chuckled silently.

On this day, the dark clouds were as heavy as lead stones, dragonflies swirled and flew away against the surface of the lake, the sultry summer ushered in the end, the gray sky seemed to be brewing a rainstorm, and the previous dynasty vigorously launched the action of recovering debts, and the harem, but in the autumn and summer, ushered in bad news again.

Ah, I can't write anymore......