CHAPTER XV

The Past Rises with the Wind (3)

How Ban Jieyu was willing to be separated from her flesh and bones, but looking at her caressing the fetus in her belly, she was silent for a moment before she said, "General Duan, this may be the best way." During the Spring and Autumn Period, Jin Xiangong was very fond of his concubine Li Ji, and that Li Ji wanted to frame the prince Shensheng and the son Chong'er in order to fight for power and profit, so that the prince died tragically, and Chong'er escaped from the Jin Kingdom, so that his life was saved. Later, after many twists and turns, Chong'er returned to the Jin Kingdom and inherited the unification, which was the Duke of Jin Wen. Later, after a pause, he continued sadly: "Now Zhao Hede and Wang Mang are prosperous and favored, far better than Li Ji, who is a prince of Jin Xiangong, staying in the palace is difficult to defend against secret arrows, hiding outside the palace can find a way to survive, and I hope that the general will be successful." ”

Duan Feng wanted to wait for his mouth to persuade again, but Ban Jieyu said again: "The general doesn't have to persuade again. He picked up the book "Song of Resentment" written at night, sighed lightly, and said: "This is a little poem I wrote last night, if the emperor sees it, he may be able to take care of some old feelings, and he will not do anything to me." ”

I am often afraid that the autumn festival is coming, and the cool soars to seize the heat. In the abandonment of donations, the kindness is refused. In the Sanyou Hall, everyone heard it, but when they saw Duan Feng sighing, "When we heard Niangniang say this, we felt that she had some sense, not to mention that Niangniang insisted on doing so, so I had to agree." Turned to Cheng Hong and said: "Thanks to your father's ideas, he taught me to find a woman to give birth, and if Ban Niangniang gives birth to a prince, he will take the baby I am looking for to replace the prince, so that not only can protect the mother from being held accountable, but also protect the royal dragon heir from being tracked down by traitors." ”

Cheng Hong never expected that his father had also protected the dragon heir, and then asked, "What happened?" Duan Feng said: "Later, we found a farmer, and it happened that there was a woman in this family who was about to give birth, so we spent money to buy it." Yi Qiaoqian said: "Why do other people's children sell you?" Duan Feng said: "That farmer is almost unable to open the pot, and his mother has pulled several of them, if you don't sell the children, you will have to starve to death." ”

Cheng Hong is still young and is being served in a spacious mansion, this time when he first heard about the suffering of the people, he couldn't help but sigh and said: "There are still such poor people in the world. Qin Haoxuan sighed lightly and said: "Those small independent households can barely survive in a good year, but if they encounter a year of famine, they will easily starve all over the wilderness." Cheng Hong gradually became ignorant, and blurted out: "The rich family should set up more porridge shacks to help the people survive the disaster year." Qin Haoxuan said: "It seems that there are countless such people, if the officials can care about the people, they will be better." ”

At this moment, Yi Qiaoqian said lightly: "Oh, I still have to tell stories with a beard, the big truth of the two of you is so boring." Turning to Duan Feng, he said, "You go on." Duan Feng said: "Later, Jieyu Niangniang gave birth to a prince, and the peasant woman we were looking for also gave birth to a boy the night before. We brought the peasant woman's son into the palace and exchanged it for royal blood. When Cheng Hao heard this, he couldn't help blurting out: "We didn't take good care of the peasant woman's child••••••

Duan Feng sighed: "But there is no other way. Later, after a pause, she continued, "Niangniang saw that she was going to be separated from her own flesh and blood, and she didn't know when she would be able to see each other, so she shed tears again, and then gave the little prince a name, and called Liu Zihe, and handed over the golden phoenix hairpin given by the emperor to us, and also wrote a blood book on the Jinpa as a proof. Let's go to Chang'an this time to contact the old ministers of the Han Court, and we will also carry this piece of brocade with us, just to give you a look. Then he took out the square and passed it to the people, but it was written:

The true dragon prince fell into the mortal world,

The mother and son parted with tears.

Wait for him to be swept away by the demonic atmosphere,

Fade off the blue shirt and return to the temple.

The blood stains on the handkerchief had already been deposited with the years, and it actually showed a black and red color, Qin Haoxuan couldn't help but sigh, Cheng Hong gradually became worried, and asked: "What happened to the child of that peasant family?" Duan Feng drank and was silent, Qin Haoxuan said: "It is rumored that Emperor Xiaocheng strangled his own flesh and blood with his own hands, and it seems that the baby who was strangled to death should be the son of this peasant woman." ”

Yi Qiaoqian exclaimed when she heard this, Duan Feng slapped the table case angrily, and shouted angrily: "It's all a ghost done by Zhao Hede, and the saint will lose his mind." ”

There is a saying: self-pity spring, the fan returns to autumn. It is said that Jieyu Niangniang gave birth to a dragon heir, and Emperor Xiaocheng Liu Biao wanted to visit, but he overheard the eunuch next to him mention that the time was approaching, so he couldn't help but think to himself: "Concubine Ai always bathes in the time, and it seems that this kind of scenery is not to be missed." Thinking of this, he went straight to Zhao Hede's bedroom.

When Liu Biao arrived outside the door of the palace, he ordered his subordinates not to be summoned, and then walked into the house lightly, looking at the clear pool through the gap in the brocade tent, and saw Zhao Hede wearing a Suluo shirt, half-covering the crispy cheese peak, and leaning into the orchid soup, enchanting and independent, and feeling the qi and blood surging, and then swallowing and salivating, and revering.

That Ji Ren dipped the fragrance dew a little and smoothed the cream, admired Zhu Yan's slightly wide clothes, his hands were like soft clothes, and he gently brushed the clouds and temples. Liu Biao watched his clotted fat twin peaks reflect the water slightly, and he was even more anxious, and thought to himself: "When the concubine is washed to the fullest, she will always make such a loud voice, urging people to lose her soul, I really can't imagine that I haven't seen it for half a month, and this scene seems to be even more greedy••••••" Thinking of this, I couldn't help but move my index finger, and was about to step forward to meet, when I suddenly saw Zhao Hede sobbing to myself, Deng felt his heart tighten, and then stepped out from behind the brocade tent, and asked in fright: "Why is the concubine crying, if someone bullies you, I will behead him." ”

Zhao Hede wiped his cheeks, bent down slightly, and said with tears in his eyes: "The concubine didn't know that the saint had arrived, so she didn't welcome her from afar, and she hoped to forgive her sins." Liu Biao's eyebrows locked slightly, and he gasped to himself, and asked: "Concubine Ai used to always call me 'Fu Lang', why did she change her name today, and she is so angry?" Zhao Hede said: "It's nothing, since Your Majesty is here, the concubine will wait for you to freshen up." Liu Biao looked at her suddenly respectful, not as flattering as in the past, if she felt lost, she stepped into the pool at the moment, bowed down and smiled, and said: "If the concubine is still angry, hit it a few times, I will not hide." ”

The two palace maids who served and bathed couldn't help but bow their heads and endure handsomeness, Zhao Hede stroked the emperor's chest, smiled, and said: "Your Majesty is the honor of the Ninety-Five, and the concubines don't dare to beat you." The sound was ecstatic, and Liu Biao listened to it so much that his flesh and bones were crispy, and then he snorted and said: "Although I am the emperor, I love the concubine and the husband." As soon as the words fell, Zhao Hede pushed lightly, and then said angrily: "The saint is also Ban Jieyu's husband." Liu Biao smiled and said: "The concubine does not make children sexual, this time the queen mother is in a hurry to hold her grandson, and forces me to find that class of Jieyu to intermate, so as to continue the royal bloodline." Later, he couldn't help but sigh lightly, and continued: "Actually, I really want to give birth to a dragon heir with my concubine, if this is the case, the good country can pass on to him." ”

When Zhao Hede heard this, he was very grateful at the moment, and then said apologetically: "It's all because the concubine is not good, after so many years, he didn't give birth to a son and a half daughter to the saint." Liu Biao shook Hede's red crisp hand, and said comfortingly: "I can be accompanied by my concubine, I have nothing else to ask for, you must not blame yourself like this, so as not to hurt your body." Zhao Hede bowed his head and said: "The concubine hasn't seen Yu Lang for half a month, and I'm so worried about it, but now I'm not angry with you." ”

Liu Biao was overjoyed, and then smiled: "I am also so worried. After saying that, he wanted to take off his clothes, Zhao Hede smiled and said: "Wouldn't it be better for the concubine to remove his clothes for Lu Lang." As soon as the words fell, he reached out his red crisp hand, gently removed his upper clothes, and threw it at the palace maid beside him.

Liu Biao was provoked by this, and he couldn't take off his clothes, so he opened his mouth to grab it and tasted his lips. The palace maid who served from the side was about to retreat, and Zhao Hede sobbed again, and actually shed tears and touched the emperor's lips. Liu Biao's heart tightened again, and then wiped away the tears on his cheeks, and asked: "Concubine Ai, there is still something to do, you and I Luanfeng and Ming, you can't speak." ”

The two palace maids saw this situation, and immediately knelt down to persuade him, Zhao Hede said: "Your Majesty doesn't have to mind, the concubine has only suffered from her sister's jealousy because she loves Your Majesty deeply." In fact, it's nothing, it's just that I'm worried that Lu Lang will be instigated by her in the future, and at that time, the saint will dislike the concubine. ”

Liu Fufu kissed Ji Ren's forehead again, and said jokingly: "I thought there was something big, it turned out that your sister Zhao Feiyan was jealous of you, a little fool, so that you were unhappy." As a queen, she has a small belly and chicken intestines, she really shouldn't be, and tomorrow I will reprimand her and let out this evil breath for the concubine. ”

Zhao Hede sighed: "Your Majesty misunderstood, the concubine is not talking about her own sister, but Ban Jieyu Niangniang, after all, the concubine entered the palace late, so she is always treated as a sister." Even if Jieyu Niangniang wants to get rid of the concubines in the future, it is also the fate of the concubines, but it is a pity that she can no longer accompany the emperor. ”

When Liu Biao heard this, he secretly said in his heart: "Concubine Ai can treat Ban Jieyu as a sister, but that woman still wants to bully Concubine Ai." Thinking of this, he frowned, and then said: "I will definitely make the decision for you, how the woman provokes the concubine, I will tell you." ”

This is exactly what it is: the palace is barren and the ancient road, and Jieyu is an ancient incense. The ink guest inherited the sorrow and endowed each other, and did not see Ban Ji smiling. If you want to know what happens next, let's see the next breakdown.