female concubine

Chapter 305 The humble king's bow, Hu Wei is in the mud

——The early years of Wuzong’s great cause——

"Mother, who is this?" The little girl with the horns tied took out a dusty picture scroll from the box.

The woman was embroidering a delicate crabapple flower with a needle and thread in her hand. After hearing her daughter's question, she put the needle and thread back into the basket, stepped forward and took the painting away from her little hand, and knelt down to touch her little hand. The head said softly: "It's nothing important, Xi'er is good."

The little girl scratched her head, "I think I've seen it before, is it the person Mother called in her dream?"

The little girl's words touched the woman, and she immediately held her daughter tightly in her arms with red eyes, "Promise mother, forget the painting you saw today, okay?"

The little girl seemed to understand what her mother meant, and immediately nodded in her arms. After that, the painting was thrown into the charcoal basin, and she watched it turn into ashes.

Until a few years later, the little girl grew to be as tall as a table, followed her mother into the palace, saw a certain person in her mother's eyes, and at the same time saw endless hatred.

——Lund’s Founding Duke——

When Jiang was dying, he held the little girl's hand and begged: "Don't blame you, Weng, and don't blame your father, and everyone. Mother doesn't want you to live with hatred. Mother only hopes that Xi'er can be a forever A happy and sensible child."

The little girl nodded in response to her mother, but Jiang became more and more sad, sad for the girl's maturity and understanding, "I know you understand everything, and you can understand the quarrel between mother and your father. Your eldest brother and Shiro are not here. Now you and your second brother are the only ones that make mother feel at ease," Jiang Shi held her daughter's hand tightly, "Don't turn yourself into an indifferent person, don't resent Xiao Shi and Jiang Shi."

"Mother, don't worry, my daughter won't, she will follow my uncle back to Jinling."

Until the mother passed away, the seeds of resentment were deeply buried in the heart of an eight-year-old girl. The little girl was taken to Jinling by her uncle, and the seeds buried in her heart germinated because of the arrival of an old friend.

——Jiangning Mansion——

After the death of the Minister of the Ministry of Justice Xiao Xianrong's wife, his daughter was taken away by the Jiang family in Jinling. In the family temple of Jinling's ancestral house, a spiritual tablet was set up for the daughter of Jiang's family and next to the spiritual seat of Duke Wenmu who had just passed away. During the filial piety in Jinling, he was accompanied by his younger cousin who was a few years younger.

Jiang Luochuan was loved by his grandfather and father when he was young because his eldest brother died young, and was often brought into the capital by his aunt, almost responding to everything he asked for.

"Sister!" The man with the horns pierced

Tong carried a box of pastries into Xiao Youqing's room, "Look, sister." The boy tiptoed to open the box.

The aroma of cakes and pastry came rushing towards his face, Xiao Youqing stared into his round eyes, "Is this pastry from Wang's shop in Tokyo City?" There are two pancake and pastry shops in Tokyo City. The noodles made have their own characteristics.

"Yes, Brother Kuiguang is here, and he sent it. He said that my sister likes to eat it. There is no meat in it, and it is all sour jujube cake."

Xiao Youqing patted his younger brother on the head lightly, "Is brother Kui Guang still there?"

"Yes, he is waiting for sister in the pavilion in the outer courtyard."

Xiao Youqing breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped out of the inner courtyard like a little adult. In the courtyard stood a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with a handsome demeanor.

"Brother Kui Guang."

"Sanniang." Jiang Kuiguang walked out of the pavilion, "Seeing that you are doing well, I am also happy for the eldest lady."

"Brother Kui Guang came here from Tokyo, could it be that brother got into trouble again?"

Jiang Kuiguang shook his head, "I've thought about some things for a long time, and I don't know if I should tell San Niang."

Xiao Youqing stared at the flooded eyes, "Youqing guess that the things that Brother Kuiguang can miss and think about must be related to his mother."

A trace of hesitation flashed in Jiang Kui's eyes, then he lowered his head, "Yes."

"Brother Kui Guang, tell me." Seeing that he was silent, "I order you to tell me as a daughter of the Jiang family."

Jiang Kuiguang raised his head, "The reason why the eldest lady married into Xiao's family is not only related to Lord Longde's request to the first emperor, but also... It is also related to the current emperor. When the emperor was King Qi, he married Cui for the throne. Xiao Xiao The family chose King Qi, but the Jiang family has always been in a neutral state. Duke Wenmu is the first trinity in the country, and he was highly valued by the late emperor. So King Qi and Duke Longde..." Jiang Kuiguang knelt down immediately, "You know what happened next, girl, since the eldest lady married into the Duke's mansion, she has never been happy for a day, most of them just forced a smile in front of the girl. "

"Weng Weng..." It's really hard to imagine that Weng Weng, who held her on his lap since she was a child, taught her the art of war, and often talked to her about the dangers of every expedition, was actually a greedy person, and he could be born into this world, but It's all driven by those in power because of their interests.

Jiang Kuiguang kowtowed to Xiao Youqing, "Kui Guang is leaving, I don't know if I can see the girl again in this life."

"Brother Kuiguang is going to take the imperial examination, why do you say that?"

"The emperor's selection of subjects depends on the time. If the courtiers of foreign courts want to get close to the emperor, they have no money to back

Scenery, it is as difficult as climbing the sky. "

"Close to the emperor?"

Jiang Kuiguang did not reply to Xiao Youqing's question, "Please take care, young master."

After Wen Mugong died of illness, his son resigned from office to observe filial piety. After the filial piety period, Jiang Fuping became the general judge of Yangzhou.

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In the early years of Jianping, there was a great change in Beijing. The king of Yan and his uncle conspired against each other and led their troops into the forbidden area. The two armies fought in the imperial city. All the upper and lower officials were punished, and the three jurisprudences were summoned to the three divisions of Dali Temple for a joint trial. The emperor kissed him, and the king of Yan confessed.

From then on, the emperor concentrated all his favor on the already favored third son King Zhao, and promoted the Shen family to join the Sanya. In the same year, Jiang Fuping was also recalled to the capital to join the Third Division.

--half year later--

The young man took off the horns and wore the headdress, his features were clear and bright, his face was like a jade crown, he looked like a little adult and approached the courtyard with his hands behind his back, there was a sound of sword gesturing in the courtyard, and immediately with a stride, his neck was slashed open "My good sister, you don't even want to kill such a cute little brother, do you?"

"Cute?" Xiao Youqing withdrew the sword, "I don't think you are cute at all."

"Look, you beat me every time..."

The young man's words made Xiao Youqing laugh, and the young man smiled heartily along with her, "Sister still looks good when she smiles."

"Tell me, what's the matter with me, let's talk about it first, if you get into trouble, I won't intercede for you."

"Daddy wrote in a letter saying that he would take me to Beijing to study in the Imperial College."

"How many people dream of being admitted to the Imperial College. If you can be admitted to Shangshe and become a top student in Shangshe, you can directly avoid the imperial examination and become an official."

"The Guozijian is full of rich and powerful children. I don't want to compare with them. I want to take the imperial examination."

"Then read first."

"Sister, come back to Beijing with me."

"..." Xiao Youqing's sword-holding hand stopped suddenly.

"Girl, girl!"

Xiao Youqing put the sword back into the scabbard, and the young man smiled and said: "Xichun's face is so anxious, it must be that someone from the Xiao family has come to ask sister to go back."

"If I don't want to go back, I won't go back. Anyone who comes..."

"Girl, it's the founding father of Longde." The female envoy reported.

Xiao Youqing frowned suddenly.

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— two years later —

After Xiao Youqing returned to Beijing, he often went in and out of the forbidden center with his uncle.

Fu was in charge of the guards of the Imperial City Division, and was also responsible for teaching Zhao Wang's riding and shooting. After coming and going, Xiao Youqing got acquainted with Zhao Wang, and then fell in love with him.

In a huge painting boat on the Bianhe River, several painters were selling their paintings loudly, and many rich and noble families boarded the painting boat in small boats.

"Today's painting is from the middle of Sichuan." The merchant wearing a soft-footed headband beckoned to Chuanfang, and the attendant took out a painting.

"I will not open this painting today, but according to a certain description, the one with the highest price will get it, and the buyer will go back and disassemble it by himself."

"Isn't this a gamble?"

"Hey, gambling is Guanpu," the businessman denied, pointing to the person who spoke, "Guanpu is beheaded in this kind of day. This is business, it's business. With the appearance of you nobles, you must be able to afford it." of."

The merchant put the rolled-up painting on Sheng Jian's wooden stand, "This painting depicts a royal family member. Do you know which of the princes of the official family is the most like an official?"

"Three kings?"

"Of course it is the crown prince of the country, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The merchants denied one by one, and everyone wondered, "There are only a few princes in this official family, this is not that?"

The merchant said with a smile: "There is one more, all the nobles have forgotten."

"But the six kings of the official family?"

"Exactly." The merchant picked up the painting, "A few years ago, the six kings were ordered to enter Shu, and before that, many people must have seen it. Now that the boy has grown up, it is widely rumored in Shu that he looks exactly like a young official. At that time, it was the best in Tokyo.”

"The image of the Chengdu County King is not groundless, but how can we be sure that this painting must be the County King? Have you seen the real face?"

"Hey, I've actually seen someone from Sichuan."

The tone of the merchants did not seem to be bragging, and soon some wealthy merchants who were not short of money asked the price, "How much is your starting price?"

The merchant sized up the person who asked the price, then rolled his eyes, "100 taels."

The merchant's words immediately made Huafang explode, "100 taels."

"What painting costs 100 taels." Many people were curious about this painting, but no one bid.

A woman wearing a veiled hat on the seat greeted the house boy beside her sideways, and the house boy said, "100 taels."

Everyone searched for the voice to find the speaker. Before the family boy finished speaking, seeing the eyes of everyone, he said with more confidence: "Gold."

"But you have to assure my girl that this painting is about the six kings, otherwise the prison of the Ministry of Justice will prepare one for you."

The merchant immediately held the painting in both hands and brought it to Lady Dai, "It turns out that the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment

My son-in-law, disrespect and disrespect. "

Because of the merchant's words, everyone turned their attention to the master and servant again, "He is the grandson of Duke Longde."

"How could the daughter of the Xiao family's prostitute appear here?"

The family boy took the painting and stopped the merchant, "My girl will send the money in a while. Now that you know your identity, you can rest assured."

"Yes, yes, no one in Tokyo City knows the girl's reputation and family background."

A few servants then escorted the mistress with a veiled hat and boarded a small boat to leave. The carriage stopped between the two town hall stone lions in the Duke's mansion, and the two maids went out to greet her.

"Girl bought only one painting for 1000 taels?" The female envoy asked suspiciously one after another, "It can be worth 1000 taels. Could it be the painting of some famous ancient sage?"

The woman went back to the inner courtyard and took off the veiled hat, sat at the table and hesitated for a long time before stretching out her hand and slowly unfolding the painting.

Only a personal maid followed her into the room, "Is this King Zhao?"

"Six Kings." The woman stared at the portraits in the scroll, "It's clean and thorough, but..." The painting in front of her was surprisingly similar to the one she opened when she was young.

Xiao Youqing turned the female envoy's screen back and touched the ink on the painting, which seemed to be a work that hadn't dried for a long time, "Recently, the painted boats have been on sale. Is it for profit or for profit?"

Then the woman sent people around to inquire about the affairs of the Chengdu county king. Regarding the emperor's six kings, in addition to not being welcomed by the emperor, they also had the reputation of being a drunk, sensual, and money-losing dude. The great Adou was also a prince who was recognized by the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty as having no chance of being on the throne since he was born.

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A few drops of tears slid down his cheeks onto the paper, some words still had obvious trembling marks, and his writing power was much weaker. Xiao Youqing knelt in front of the couch and tightly held the emperor's stiff hand.

【"I have been living in hatred, and my mother's depression has finally become my lingering shadow. The person who holds the imperial power makes every corner of this world full of his shadow. I can't forget my mother's death, nor I can't ignore his evil. After my mother left, my elder brother and the relatives who accompanied me since I was a child became my only concern. Twenty years of youth seemed to be living for my mother, until someone appeared and overturned everything in my heart. Thinking, yes, what is the meaning of life if you don’t live for yourself, so between hatred and relatives, I chose the person I care about the most and the one I can’t give up, and made myself the person I least want to be.” 】

After the meal was encoffined, the summoning flags were tied up in the palace, and the prime minister climbed up to the roof of the hall with the court clothes worn by the emperor, and all the civil and military officials faced the prime minister on the roof.

The prime minister bowed his head and stood in the palace court. Wang Wenfu raised the crimson gauze robe in his hand towards the north and called out in a mournful voice: "Gao, come back."

"Gao, reset yourself."

"Gao, reset yourself."

After raising his clothes three times, the prime minister threw it from the roof, "Soul of Emperor Song Wei Huan, please come back."

There is an old small teahouse in the mountains and forests in the western suburbs. The long flags fluttering in the wind on the wooden pillars have become very old. Passers-by on the road include those with white silk around their waists or foreheads, and officials dispatched from abroad. There are also lanterns pasted with white paper hanging on the frame, and lush grass grows on both sides of the road.

"Tigers and leopards are fighting, bears are roaring, birds and beasts are terrified, they are dead, kings and grandchildren are coming back, and they can't stay in the mountains for long." The last sentence of "Recruiting Hermits" echoed in the mountains, and it lasted more than 30 years in a flash.

The white-haired old man was lying under a tree planted 30 years ago. "Really," looking at the white silk fluttering in the wind on the branches, he tapped his four fingers and sighed. Spring grass grows luxuriantly."

The author has something to say: this chapter [voice]

(The letter is not complete, because the hostess did not expect that her illness would suddenly worsen and she would not even be able to speak.)

Let me explain, it’s slightly complicated and can be ignored (everyone has different feelings when reading the text, and my interpretation may not necessarily prevail, it’s better to follow your own subjective feelings.)

The purpose of the elder sister is actually to take power and then control the Wei family's country...then a heroine appeared (of course Yan Kong is also the same, she will not anger her son because of her father, at most she will use it) and then she did the opposite. , and fooled everyone.

With the lessons learned from her mother, it is impossible for her to like a person who wants to become an emperor from the very beginning, and she has no hope or thought about love, because what she heard was the former love between King Qi and her mother. Shen (there are often old people talking in the tea shop, and everyone knows what happened before King Qi and his sister's birth mother) and what happened afterwards is so ridiculous, so he just used it for King Zhao.

It's not who chooses who, it's probably mutual calculations, but it is written from the perspective of the heroine. In fact, the heroine may not be able to play with her sister in real play... The Xiao family is actually secondary, and what she cares about is her brother, but Xiao Huaide The last kindness also awakened her, and her second uncle and father were actually kind to her. My sister is a more rational person, in terms of emotional restraint and control.

When her brother was beheaded, she was the only brother with the same mother besides the second uncle in the family, and his brother was very protective of her at the beginning, so how painful was her heart

It's bitter, and I have some feelings for that ginger. After all, we grew up together, and Mrs. An also liked ginger when I was a child.

Of course the hostess knows what her sister cares about, so no matter whether Wenzhen Gong Lu Wei agrees or not, the imperial decree of amnesty has been prepared. (Otherwise, how could it be possible to pinch it, how can there be such a coincidence)

After more than 30 years, they know each other well, so the heroine also knows what her sister is thinking. The heroine said a word before, even if it is a dream, she doesn't want to wake up, and she hopes that her sister can keep lying, so she gave I got what my sister wanted at first.

But now she can't give what my sister wants most. Life is impossible. The heroine's body collapsed very early. The old disease left on the battlefield was not the time when she was captured by Xixia, it was the injury all over her body, and she drank alcohol since she was a child. Although it is said that the ancient wine was grain wine, it also hurt the body. Etc. These are destined not to be very long-lived.)

The ancient emperor was a high-risk occupation, and the average life expectancy was not long, and the heroine was not short-lived.

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