Accumulate Wealth in Life

Qing Chuan Story (113)

No matter how Hong Hui looked at it, no matter how he calculated the distance, he felt that it was impossible to hurt Concubine Liang.

The emperor looked at the child Honghui's baffled look, and then looked at the good concubine with blood coming out of his heart as if the old eight had lost his mind. He suddenly said, "I don't know where this temperament came from. I don't know where this temperament came from. Now, it seems that it's all from your mother. It doesn't look like a boy from my Ai Xinjueluo family. What? If you take the initiative to jump on the sharp blade, you will save the driver? Do you take me for a fool, or do you take the people in the hall as a blind man?"

A sentence, like a heavy hammer, hit the eighth master's heart. Ba Fujin could no longer remain indifferent, "Your Majesty, the maiden didn't mean this, she was in a hurry. She was afraid that this person would not die and would hurt the dragon's body. Your Majesty, madam's heart is for the emperor, and she has no such intention." She fluttered. In the past, I took my own handkerchief to stop the blood on Concubine Liang's body, but it was injured in the heart, and the blood slowly flowed down, and Ba Fu Jin was only shocked. "Master..." She turned her head and called to the eighth master, "Come here quickly and look at the maiden." Then she turned her head and shouted to the emperor, "I beg the emperor for mercy, Xuan imperial doctor!"

But outside at this time, the sound of swords is still in the ears, where can I go to the doctor?

Honghui turned around and tapped twice on Concubine Liang's aorta, "I can only do this. Let's see the good fortune of the goddess. Call the eighth uncle and tell the goddess..." Saying goodbye.

He didn't finish his words, but that's what he meant.

Not his Virgin, to be tolerant to this eighth uncle. But the emperor just praised Ama, then Ama must be tolerant to his brothers. Others will see the shadow of Ama Kuanhe in themselves.

In the past, those who gathered around Uncle Eight, everyone praised Uncle Eight for being merciful and said that Ama was mean and unkind. Such a reputation can't be asked for again.

The emperor's eyes softened a lot when he looked at Hong Hui.

The eighth master only looked at the corners of Ba Fujin's mouth opening and closing, but he couldn't hear what she was saying or was anxious about.

He looked at E Niang lying there with blood all over her clothes. He wanted to go there, but he couldn't move.

Jiuye saw the strangeness of the eighth master, stood up, and without saying a word, dragged the eighth master to the front. If you don't talk to the empress at this time, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

The Eighth Master staggered under his feet, and was finally pushed in front of Concubine Liang.

Concubine Liang smiled at the Eighth Master, then stretched out her hand, trying to hold the Eighth Master's hand.

Ba Fu Jin whimpered, took Ba Ye's hand in one hand, and Liang Fei's hand in the other, and put them together.

The hands of the mother and son are equally cold.

Ba Fujin lowered her head, she saw the corners of Concubine Liang's mouth move, saying the word 'alive'.

Her last words were to tell Yinsi to live well and live.

In a trance, she seemed to have seen the little girl who was starving and being bullied in Xinzheku at a young age. How did she endure and work hard to live like this.

Therefore, death is not difficult. The hard part is living in humiliation.

Then, she felt that Concubine Liang turned around, grabbed her hand, and put Yinsi's hand in hers. She looked towards Concubine Liang, and saw Concubine Liang looking at her full of expectation and pleading. She understands, this is handing Yinsi into her own hands. No matter what happens or what you will face, you must guard him by yourself, accompany him, and never give up.

She nodded solemnly, and Concubine Liang suddenly smiled.

Ba Fu Jin has never seen Liang Fei smile so beautifully. Presumably over the years, even in the deep palace, she has never laughed like this. Even when Yinsi was complacent in the spring breeze, she had never seen her so cheerful.

In fact, she has suffered all her life. In the early years it was physical, and later it was spiritual.

Now that it is finally free, so happy and happy?

Ba Fujin thinks it must be like this.

Lin Yutong watched from a distance, but did not step forward. Not to say that her medical skills cannot be revealed, but to say that Concubine Liang herself is simply begging for death. Even the Daluo Immortal can't save people who want to die.

Concubine Liang smiled and slowly closed her eyes.

At this time, the eighth master seemed to understand something, and made a roaring sound like a beast. It makes people panic when they hear it.

"Bury the good concubine according to the ceremony of concubines and concubines. After the funeral, let's talk about the old eighth." The emperor's voice was light, not sad. As if to say a very common thing.

But Lin Yutong felt that the emperor was still showing mercy. After all, it was the woman who served him, kept him decent, and allowed her son to send him the last ride.

The voices outside gradually stopped. The sound of a report came from outside the door.

Seeing the emperor nodded, and then Li Dequan waved his hand, the **** opened the door from inside.

A general in the thirties came in outside the door, and Lin Yutong felt the fourth master's hand tighten instantly.

She was puzzled when she heard the emperor say, "Nian Aiqing, get up."

Could it be Nian Genyao?

She looked at the fourth master, and the fourth master nodded slightly to Lin Yutong, then lowered his eyelids.

Lin Yutong was really shocked. Not only was Lin Yutong startled, but everyone in the hall was also startled.

Isn't Nian's family from the old eighty? When did you turn to the emperor again?

Is this because the old man fails to succeed, so he has to show his loyalty like the emperor again?

But the emperor's courage is really big enough. He even dared to use the old eight's left hand to counterattack the old eight's right hand.

This way of employing people is bold, unpredictable, and unparalleled.

The fourth master felt that the emperor had taught him another lesson. It turns out that an emperor is like this.

There has never been anyone in the world that is not one's own, depending on how you use it.

Fourth Master wanted to understand, but Lin Yutong didn't understand.

The palace banquet was scattered, and she was dragged back by the fourth master. Lin Yutong's expression was still a little dazed until he returned to his room, took a bath, and lay on the bed.

How dare the emperor? How dare you really use Baye's spear to attack Baye's shield. He was not afraid of joining forces with the spear and shield, and directly forced the palace to accomplish something.

Is it a little risky? This is a joke on the heads of these many people.

The fourth master also came out to wash up, and when he saw Lin Yutong's appearance, he laughed a little, and when she was frightened by today's situation, he didn't dare to bring up those topics, he just sat next to her under the covers, and said, "Today's situation. I'm not full, and my stomach is still empty now. If I want to eat something, I ask the kitchen to serve it. Grandpa saw that you didn't eat a few bites."

Lin Yutong said without thinking, "Longevity noodles."

Eat some longevity noodles and bless everyone with a long life. If you want to ask the emperor to play like this a few more times, everyone will be broken.

The fourth master was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what it meant, but he was still frightened, "Okay, just eat the longevity noodles." After speaking, the fourth master raised his voice and instructed Su Peisheng, "Call the kitchen to make longevity noodles, the longer the longer the better. Good. Do it well and send a copy to the elder brother."

Then how can you just give it to Honghui. To be a parent, you need a bowl of water. She hurriedly shouted, "Give one to the big Gege, the second elder brother, the third elder elder brother, and the fourth elder elder brother." After she finished speaking, she thought of something and said, "Use the smallest bowl, with less noodles and more soup." Mainly because she was afraid The child ate junk food at night.

Su Peisheng quickly responded outside. This Fu Jin, after today, is even more amazing. Dare to draw a knife to kill for the fourth master, with his own temperament, not sure how to feel grateful.

Seeing that Lin Yutong was involved in the child's affairs, the fourth master immediately revived with blood, and couldn't help but sigh, "Emothers all over the world have the same heart."

This is sad for Concubine Liang.

"Master, you said, if the eighth master is like the fifth master, the seventh master, and the twelfth master from the beginning to the end, it will not be mixed with anything. Will the emperor still say those ugly words?" Lin Yutong asked.

The fourth master sighed, "If he really disliked him, he would not have been born at that time? If he really disliked him, would the eighth be able to live to this day? What the emperor hated was his restlessness. In addition to the abolition of the prince and the straight On the king of the county, the old eight has a debt. While digging the corner of the king of the county, he used the power he dug to find a way to cause trouble for the abolished prince. The emperor hated him for mixing in blindly. In the end, the emperor was against the king of Zhi. The feelings of the waste prince are different."

One is the eldest son and the other is the first son.

Compared with the identities of these two people, the eighth master is indeed not enough to see.

If so, Lin Yutong felt a little more comfortable.

After a while, the food came. The kang table was placed on the bed, and there was a bowl of noodles for each person. Lin Yutong was startled. Looking down, most of them are soup, and when I pick them with chopsticks, the noodles are not much thicker than the strands of hair, so thin, they still keep going. No wonder it asks for so much soup. Without the soup to drag, this noodle would have been lumpy long ago.

Chicken soup base, very fragrant.

Lin Yutong whispered slightly uneasy: "Liang Fei, she... Is it okay for us to eat meat and fish?"

The fourth master paused, "From tomorrow, let's stop for seven days."

In fact, the concubine died. According to the etiquette, seven days would be enough?

It's just that Concubine Liang's death was disgraceful, and the fourth master could take the initiative to say that it would be good to stop for seven days.

Lin Yutong nodded and stopped asking. The soup base is delicious, the noodles are somersaults, the cold lotus root slices and the beef with red oil are eaten in the mouth, and the whole body feels comfortable.

Hong Hui felt a little nauseated at the moment. After all, it was the first time he had personally killed someone, and he felt a little tired. But seeing that E-niang asked to bring it to eat, he still insisted on eating it.

Hong Yun was next to Hong Hui, and he didn't understand what it meant. His mother-in-law asked someone to bring a bowl the size of a fist, and half of the bowl of soup with a strand of hair looked like noodles.

So he took a bowl and looked for Honghui. As a result, I came in and saw that my eldest brother was holding a sea bowl half the size of his head. This thing in his hand was compared with that one. Can this still be called a bowl? Is it a teacup?

If it wasn't for knowing that Di'e Niang wasn't that kind of person, and it wasn't that the poor family preferred which son to stutter, he really thought that this was not his own, and the difference was huge.

Hong Hui looked at Hong Yun's bowl in amazement, not knowing what to do for a while.

And Hong Zhao, who lived in the wing of the main courtyard, came to him, Ama'er, with a bowl. He skillfully picked out the only noodle with chopsticks, tilted his head and asked, "Are we out of food?"