Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

In late winter and early spring, the weather is warm but still cold.

After the snow cleared, the sky became clear and blue, and the wintersweets with the snow-covered branches looked even more charming.

The sun was shining brightly, and Liang Qian took a small basket and went to pick wintersweets in the woods with Gu Ya.

I haven't made incense for some time. Since I don't have anything urgent to do in the next two days, I might as well pick it up.

Gu Ya was pulling the flower buds when he suddenly remembered something. His grip loosened and the wintersweet branch flew out.

She said in a low voice: "Empress Dowager, yesterday the palace maids came to deliver the monthly allowance. They were talking as they walked. I happened to be picking plum blossoms in the snow and overheard their conversation. It was said that at the Laba banquet two days ago, the emperor got drunk and slapped the Prince of Nanyang in public, just because the Prince of Nanyang accidentally knocked over the wine cup."

Liang Qian looked at the little yellow flower picked up between her fingertips, pursed her lips, and her eyes were as cold as ice and snow.

Just two days after the fall of Fuyang, a mysterious person secretly presented to the emperor several private letters between Prince Ande Gao Yongsheng and Zhou Jun.

Everyone in the world knows that King Ande was a traitor to the country, but the key point is that these important letters were found on King Nanyang's confidant, who was about to destroy the secret letters when they were discovered.

Fortunately, the mysterious man appeared in time and not only snatched the secret letter from the confidant, but also arrested the confidant. The confidant knew that he could not escape death, so he took poison and committed suicide on the way to see the emperor.

This is where things get tricky.

Gao Hao still didn't know what to think.

This so-called drunken slap was not a big deal, but it was not a small deal either.

No matter what the considerations were, Gao Hao would not easily touch Gao Jun. He could only pretend to be drunk to test Gao Jun. Of course, it was also a warning to him.

As for Gao Jun, even if he endured it for the moment, he was still holding a grudge in his heart.

Three feet frozen, not a cold day.

Take your time.

Liang Qian weighed the small basket of wintersweet flowers in her hand and said with a smile, "These are enough. Let's go back."

After saying that, he walked on the snow-covered bluestone path.

Gu Ya followed Liang Qian and stepped on the road to stomp the snow off her shoes before saying, "I heard from them that the family of King Ande openly appeared with Lord Zhou in front of the two armies. Those who had doubts in the court before have now shut up."

Liang Qian walked forward with her eyes lowered.

This matter concerns the lives of many people. They did not agree on anything in advance, fearing that something might go wrong. They can only do one thing at a time, and I will watch and take another step...

Gu Ya took the small basket from Liang Qian and said with a smile, "I listened to them. The one who talked the most was Zhou Jun. I don't know where they heard it from, but they said Zhou Jun was a scary-looking cold-faced devil. Otherwise, why would he be so warlike?"

"Warrior?" Liang Qian laughed and sighed softly, "Have you ever heard that war-loving people will perish, and forgetting war will lead to danger? A country will always perish because it is weak?"

Gu Ya was stunned, not quite understanding.

*

In Hanguang Palace, the child has been crying non-stop since noon. Although the crying has become softer now, the hoarse voice is even more irritating.

Lu Wanying rubbed his temples irritably and shouted impatiently behind the curtain.

"Are you dead? Are you just standing there and watching? Do something about it! If you don't shut him up, I'll make you shut up forever!"

This shout caused silence in the hall for a moment, and then the child cried out and burst into even louder tears.

The palace servants and eunuchs had pale faces and knelt on the ground, trying to coax the children. However, the children surrounded in the middle seemed to be singing a different tune and howled at the top of their lungs.

Ruizhu just came in from outside and couldn't help but frowned. She looked at the trembling little palace maid beside her. After a few glances, she understood.

It was the third prince again who was crying and making a fuss about looking for Wei.

The palace maids in Hanguang Palace were already used to it, but Puyang, who was following behind, had no idea what was going on and was frightened for a moment.

Ruizhu turned around, gave him a soothing look, smiled and whispered, "The Third Prince has always been spoiled. Even though he has been here for a while, he still feels uncomfortable. Don't scare Madam."

Puyang lowered her head and said, "How could that be? I have given birth to a child, how could I not know the temper of a child? Besides, the Third Prince is even more precious."

Ruizhu smiled and asked her to wait while she went to report first.

Lu Wanying was annoyed by the crying and stood up with a flick of her sleeves.

"Why don't you take him to the side hall? From now on, he is not allowed to appear in front of me without my permission!"

The palace maid shuddered and quickly covered Gao Zihong's mouth, then hurriedly picked up the crying child and went straight to the side hall.

The crying sound faded away, but Lu Wanying still felt upset.

Ruizhu came forward and said, "Your Majesty, Puyang wants to see you."

Lu Wanying frowned, not in a good mood, and sat down on the cushion beside her.

"Let her in."

Lu Wanying had just sat down when Ruizhu led Puyang in.

Puyang bowed respectfully and said, "I, Puyang, pay my respects to the queen. I wish you good health."

Lu Wanying squinted her eyes and glanced lazily at the ground: "Get up."

Puyang smiled and sat down properly.

Lu Wanying then looked at him seriously: "You are a little fatter than before, and your complexion is much better. It seems that the groom treats you well."

Upon hearing this, Puyang blushed immediately and lowered her head shyly.

She originally married into the Zhou family, but later her husband died, and she lived as an orphan and a widow until she remarried a while ago. Her new husband works under Lu Mingye.

Lu Mingye is Lu Wanying's elder brother, so naturally he is very attentive to Concubine Shu.

Ruizhu presented the things that Puyang brought, but Lu Wanying didn't even look at them and just waved her hand.

No matter how capable this Puyang man is, they are just from a small family. If she had not had other intentions that day, why would she have the time to care about him?

Puyang knew that she was humble, so while she tried to please others, she also kept her distance at all times and did not dare to be too attentive for fear of annoying others. Every time she came, she only said some flattering words and left on her own after not sitting for long.

Lu Wanying glanced at Puyang's belly and asked, "How many months?"

Puyang was stunned and sweating in her heart. Everyone knew that it was Wei who caused Concubine Shu to have a miscarriage, so the emperor transferred the third prince to Concubine Shu's name.

She deliberately lowered her tone and said respectfully, "Thanks to the queen, it's been less than two months."

Lu Wanying glanced at Puyang from the corner of her eye while fiddling with the tea can on the table. "You are a fertile woman."

Puyang had previously had a son.

She lowered her head again: "If it weren't for you, my lady, I wouldn't have such a good life."

Lu Wanying snorted and grabbed some tea leaves and scattered them on the table.

"Whether you can give birth is your business. What does it have to do with me?"

Puyang lowered her head even more, not daring to respond casually.

Lu Wanying was too lazy to play dumb and glared at her: "What do you want from me this time?"

Puyang lowered her eyes and said, "I am not entering the palace this time to ask for anything, but to report something important to Her Majesty."

Lu Wanying smiled disdainfully, scratching the tea leaves on the table with her nails painted with nail polish. "Go ahead."

Puyang raised her head slightly and said, "Yesterday, I received a letter from the former Grand Commandant's wife, Mrs. Cao."

Lu Wanying frowned: "Who?"

Puyang explained: "It is Cao Danqing."