Mama Fang: "......"

Qiao Zhaolan: "......"

Qiao Zhaoyi: "......"

Mama Fang was reprimanded by the Lin family, "You will say what the girls tell you to say?" Can you grow your brains? They are stupid, and so are you? Is official gossip so easy to say? ”

Qiao Zhaolan and Qiao Zhaoyi were also reprimanded subsequently.

Since the Lin family knew that Qiao Zhaoyi had taken a fancy to the Cen family's son, how could they be upset.

Now that he saw Qiao Zhaoyi and inquired about Cen Yu's affairs, he was even more disturbed, and caught the two of them talking about it, and they were dry-mouthed, and when the front yard steward came to reconcile the accounts, he was directly out of sight and out of mind, and sent the two to the Buddhist hall to meditate.

The Buddhist hall is set up in the courtyard of the Lin family, next to the warm pavilion.

As soon as I entered, a curtain was lifted, and it was a pungent sandalwood.

In the middle is a Buddhist shrine made of rosewood, about six feet long and two feet wide, which has just been repainted a few days ago, and has a faint smell of tung oil.

Qiao Zhaoyi found three sticks of incense and lit them, stretched out his fingers to brush away the half-old banner hanging from the top of the Buddha shrine, and firmly inserted the incense in the brass incense burner bowl, and secretly chattered in his heart, "The believer wishes to offer melons and fruits every day, but ask the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas to manifest their spirits and bless the disciples to marry into the Cen family as soon as possible." ”

Qiao Zhaolan followed beside her, listening to Qiao Zhaoyi's mouth keep moving, leaning sideways to listen, and after a while, she finally heard what she was saying.

Qiao Zhaolan: "......"

This is probably going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing? In the past, I didn't see Qiao Zhaoyi so enthusiastic about Panxiang, and even went to the temple to push back.

……

Wen Yuanbo and the prince's personal father-in-law were executed outside the Qianqing Gate early the next morning.

The ministers listened through the wooden door in the court meeting, while the prince stood outside.

In early autumn, it is cooler, and there is a sun in the daytime, but it is not obvious, but now it is just the right time, the sky is just dawn, the night dew has not yet dispersed, and when the morning breeze blows, it will stick to the sleeves and drill into the muscles.

The prince stood outside the hall, silently listening to the sound of the wooden plank knocking on the two of them, and his face turned pale.

The two-inch-thick board was knocked on the waist by two old men who were always in charge of the punishment in the palace.

This is what Lord Cen specially advised, saying that it was His Majesty's intention, and if he was not satisfied with a hundred times, people could not swallow their breath.

If the tortured person is not a strong person, only 30 strokes will be used, and if the tortured person is in excellent health, there is a 60% chance that he will not survive for three days.

Wen Yuanbo is pampered all the year round, and he prefers women, his body has long been empty, only thirty rods are needed, he can be killed in front of the palace, and although the other little father-in-law is old, he is not a master who has suffered hardships, with fine skin and tender meat, two boards down, the skin and flesh will explode, and blood gushes out.

The two of them had cloths stuffed in their mouths, and they couldn't shout, and there was only the silent and sticky sound of boards in the empty field.

It was the old palace people who carried out the execution, and the board used was also an old object, and the paint on the top that was held by hand was worn off, but the bottom was still black, it was greasy on the blood stain on the top, a thick layer, it looked uneven, and I don't know how many unjust souls were sent away.

If you want to carry out a hundred executions, you have to use skill.

In the first half of the journey, he injured his flesh and blood, but he kept his muscles and bones, and his crying weakened, and his breath gradually decreased, and then he broke his muscles and bones from the waist down.

When the person saw that it was not done, he would slap the part above the waist again, until the person had more air out and less air in, and a hundred strokes were coming, and then the most ruthless board fell and knocked on the spine.

Listening to the board hitting the pile of flesh and blood, accompanied by an inaudible sound of bones breaking, the person did not move again, and the flesh and bones were rotten, because of the severe pain, the fingertips clutched tightly on the wooden stool under him, and the nails were turned over.

The person was obviously out of breath, and his body was as soft as mud, but his eyes were always open.

A pair of eyes with dark eyes and bloody whites looked at the front of the hall in a daze.

The prince's face was pale miserably, cold sweat poured from inside and out, and after a meal, his underwear was soaked with cold sweat.

He couldn't help but think of the scene yesterday when the emperor announced his entry into the palace.

It was also a pair of eyes, a pair of imperial eyes, cold and ruthless, with a bit of side emotions, thick like an abyss.

He didn't dare to look closely, for fear of seeing the anger and disappointment inside.

I don't know how long it took for Fang to hear the emperor speak, and his tone was calm: "You have raised a good slave, and since there are people who are willing to serve you, you will be able to watch it tomorrow." ”

The emperor walked past him with a string of beads, and did not look back, but only said in a deep tone: "I and you both know that when a loyal servant is gone, there will be a second and third servant who will follow. ”

"Prince, don't let me down." Before the emperor left, he stood at the curtain and looked at him coldly.

The crown prince has countless loyal servants, and he also has other princes.

Even if he didn't want to get rid of the children he had with the empress, there were six princes and seven princes to choose from.

Yesterday's words coincided with today's scene, the prince stood outside the hall, his heart collapsed, and there was a cold wind constantly pouring inward.

He doesn't understand, the sixth brother collects more things than him, why does his father always only talk about him?

After the cane punishment, the palace people stepped forward and carried away the broken corpse, and the prince was also taken down indifferently, only to clear the bloody gas in front of the door, and it was not clean.

After the ministers retreated, they looked at the blood all over the ground in front of them, and there was only silence.

Everyone remembered the scene when the emperor first ascended the throne and almost killed half of the court.

The prince's party was frustrated, and the six princes were overjoyed, and the news that His Majesty gave the house to live was passed down at noon, and the six princes were named Prince Yong, and they moved to live in the house.

The prince knelt in the Chunhui Hall that night, and his mind was still repeating the scenes of the day.

He ordered the execution of people, but he had never seen his father-in-law, who had grown up with him, being killed with a rod in front of his eyes.

The blood was too thick and too thick, and the coolness of early autumn drowned him inch by inch.

"Mother...... After. The prince said hoarsely, "The son is guilty, and he hopes that the queen mother will punish him." ”

He didn't expect that Zhou Qiyao would know about such a hidden encounter between himself and the Yan family.

He didn't expect that his mother would be so ruthless.

Zhou Qiyan was still reviewing the folds, and did not raise his head, only lightly, "What are you guilty of?" Your Majesty's will is clear, you are only being deceived by the villain this time. ”

"But the people around you are always disobedient, and your ears are soft, and you are reluctant to be punished for committing crimes, so you can withdraw them, and this palace will assign you a few good ones."

The prince was silent, responded for a long time, and then lowered his body inch by inch, until his forehead touched the ground: "Queen Mother, the son is willing to marry the four girls of the Imperial Historian of the Imperial Historian of the Metropolitan Procuratorate as the side concubines." ”

The queen mentioned it to him a few days ago, but he wanted to marry the daughter of a courtier, so he pushed it.

But His Majesty is now too suspicious of him, and the warning is self-evident.

And the previous nonsense with Uncle Wen's family, Zhou Qiyao also snubbed him.

He regretted it, and didn't know how to be good.

If he is willing to bow his head, according to Zhou Qiyan's previous intentions, marry Qiao's daughter as a side concubine, and then settle down for a few months, and remember the principle of being a minister and a son, can he make His Majesty feel at ease?

His mind was in turmoil.

Zhou Qiyan didn't respond, he didn't answer, he just said: "People come together by fate, let's say it." ”

"The fourth girl you said is a good child, and there are naturally many people who like it, and this palace is not a moon old, how can she promise a marriage to someone."

She should also be cold to the prince, this foolish thing is more and more blinded by power.

As soon as he was punished during the day, he came to ask for a side concubine at night, and it reached the ears of the emperor, and he didn't know what kind of suspicion it was.

The prince responded a few days ago, I don't know if there are stacks of excerpts in the current imperial history, and now I want to mention marrying the imperial history, which is really stupid.

The prince was stunned, and immediately sank to the bottom.

He was different from what Zhou Qiyao thought, he thought of his sixth brother who had just been crowned King Yong.

His Majesty punished him, turned his head and sealed the position of the sixth brother's prince, Zhou Qiyan also coldly treated him, what if he turned around and promised Qiao's daughter to the sixth brother?

His sixth brother now has Yao Xiang, and then has the virtuous name brought by the noble Wenchen, what should he do?

Can he still sit in peace as the prince?

Not.

Even if Qiao Zhaoyi doesn't marry him, he must not marry to King Yong's Mansion.

The prince walked out of the Chunhui Hall in despair, the people were confused, but he shouted like crazy in his heart.

……

There is no impermeable wall in the world, especially the palace did not want to hide it, as soon as the court meeting dispersed, the tragic situation in front of the Qianqing Gate spread out in an instant.

Qiao Zhaoyi finished greeting the Lin family with the front foot, and the news came in on the back foot.

Mama Fang was just punished yesterday, and she didn't dare to say it today, it was another Mama who came, and her tongue was even more clever than Mama Fang.

Qiao Zhaoyi listened: "......"

Don't you describe it so carefully, it's disgusting.

This nausea did not follow through with time, but peaked when I saw a bowl of red bean porridge and steamed eggs with meat foam in the morning.

Qiao Zhaoyi suddenly remembered what Mama said, the scene of pea-sized blood beads and meat foam flying around.

Qiao Zhaoyi: "......"

If you want to ask for peace in the morning, the meals will be in the Lin family's courtyard, Aunt Wang and Aunt Yang will not leave food, but they will serve on the side.

However, Qiao Zhaolan and Qiao Ming also grew up, and sometimes felt awkward when they saw their biological mother serving them, so the Lin family asked the two aunts to go back to their yard after saying goodbye every day, and they didn't have to wait by the side.

Qiao Zhaoyi didn't move her chopsticks today, which caused Qiao Zhaolan to look sideways frequently, thinking that she was uncomfortable.

Lin was also suspicious, looking at the dishes, they were all Qiao Zhaoyi's favorite food, and he was immediately worried, and was about to send someone to invite Lang Zhong after dinner, so he heard Qiao Ming also ask first: "Is the fourth sister unwell?" ”

Qiao Zhaoyi: "...... Neither is it. ”

She squirmed to say the adjectives she had heard in the morning.

The news is not a secret, the Qiao family already knows it, but most of the others have heard it in the abbreviated version, only saying that the two of them were killed by the cane in Qianqingmen, and the death was extremely miserable.

Only the grandmother who was waiting beside Qiao Zhaoyi knew her master's temperament, and she did everything possible to find out the details.

Qiao Zhaoyi finished speaking.

Qiao Mingye: "......"

Qiao Zhaolan: "......"

Lin: "......"

Lin couldn't eat the second bite of the red bean porridge he had just eaten, and then looked at the dishes on the table, and finally put down the chopsticks.

It's like a signal.

Qiao Zhaolan's face was silly, "Mother, my daughter is full." ”

Qiao Ming was also silent for a long time, "My son is too." ”

"......" Lin: "Then let's leave, it's getting cold, and I don't have much appetite." ”

Lin also looked for a reason.

Qiao Zhaoyi touched the tip of his nose and showed a well-behaved sweet smile to the three of them.

Three: "......"

Meal.

Today, Qiao's Mansion didn't see meat all day long, and no one could eat it from several masters, Qiao Zhaolan ate two plates of pastries at noon, and she had a heartburn, and she didn't think about going to the small kitchen to order anything.

Qiao Zhaolan rubbed her stomach: "What you said in the morning is so disgusting, I feel sick to my stomach when I think of meat now." In the morning, I thought that you were not feeling well, or that you had recently worshiped the Buddha sincerely, and you had started to become a vegetarian. ”

Qiao Zhaoyi casually picked it up: "If I can marry into the Cen family, I am willing to be a vegetarian for a month." ”

She figured it out, and she had the heart to make a joke.

Anyway, the worst plan is to find a mansion to continue the string, and the other party has a son-in-law left by the original partner, so who cares if she is born or not?

Qiao's Mansion didn't touch any meat today, and it was the same at night.

When Qiao Lang returned home that night, he saw a table full of refreshing vegetarian food, and specially asked Lin Shi which Bodhisattva's birthday was today, and the whole family needed to fast.

Lin gave him a beating of vegetables: "Do you really want to listen?" ”

She was mysterious, and Qiao Lang thought that there was a new Bodhisattva in Beijing, and said, "What kind of secret is this?" ”

Lin repeated Qiao Zhaoyi's nonsense in the morning, and said with a smile in his eyes: "Just say don't ask, why do you ask partially, now see if you can eat it?" ”

Qiao Lang looked at the table full of dishes, the evening dishes were light, three or four vegetarian dishes, in the middle was the winter melon duck rack soup that had been simmered for two hours, the soup was white and greasy, but only winter melon, no duck meat, it was the grandmother in the small kitchen who was instructed to carefully pick it out.

Qiao Lang looked at Lin's smiling appearance, put down his chopsticks obediently, and complied with the other party's wishes, and waited for Lin to pat the cucumber with a chopstick, and then held the chopsticks and said slowly: "I heard that when a person is executed, the broken spine is like a cucumber." ”

"Smack-"

Lin put down his chopsticks.

Qiao Lang laughed, turned around and found Qiao Zhaoyi and Qiao Zhaolan again, and described them as well.

Qiao Zhaolan: "......"

Qiao Zhaoyi: "......"

Dad, you're too small.

This meal, in the end, only Qiao Lang ate it, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is the impeachment of the imperial history, and it is also the three law divisions in charge of legal cases, and the daily impeachment of officials is to supervise the criminal department and the Dali Temple to handle the case, and I have seen a lot of bloody scenes, but I will not be shocked.

After the meal, Qiao Lang told the news that the secretary was about to send a letter.

Lin didn't care about being annoyed with him, and exclaimed, "So fast? Didn't you say it would be next year? ”

"How can I say that I am sick, the official department is too sick, coughing up blood every day, someone went to see it two days ago, and the whole body was bruised from nowhere, and people were even more drowsy all day long, and even wrote their resignation for two days."

Lin's heart hung in the air for a moment: "The position of the Shangshu-"

"It's almost settled." Qiao Lang took a sip of tea, and then said: "It is the Cen family, after the resignation has passed the imperial front, the Zhongshu will issue an edict and take office." ”

"So urgent?"

"Isn't it coming to the end of the year? All localities are waiting for the performance appraisal of the officials, so that it is better to have a good life. ”

After speaking, Qiao Lang went to see Qiao Zhaoyi.

Qiao Zhaoyi was thinking about the condition that Qiao Lang just said, and felt weak, quite like the leukemia he had heard of in his previous life.

She thought about it and didn't notice the silence in the room, until she saw several people staring at her, and the second monk was puzzled, "Huh? ”

Qiao Lang was helpless: "You really like a fragrant bait!" ”

Cen Wenyong took up the position of Shangshu a few years earlier than everyone thought, because the original official Shangshu was in good health, and he thought that he would have to stay up for at least seven or eight years before he had a chance, but he didn't expect that in less than three years, Shangshu fell ill suddenly.

The difference between Shilang and Shangshu is a world of difference, although Cen Yuren wants to die or not, but he is not dead after all.

I don't know how many people have moved the idea of marriage!

Qiao Zhaoyi: "......? ”

"It's not Dad, you really agree with me to marry!"

Qiao Zhaoyi picked the most tricky point, and a little light burst out in his eyes.