Imperial City

Chapter 70 The heart is like a rock

In the inner study, Zhao Taifu's face was ashen, and he finally bowed his head and begged for mercy.

The emperor toasted and smashed it, causing Zhao Yuan's back to bend.

"I believe in Taifu, but Taifu disappoints me."

The fold was thrown, and the corner knocked on Zhao Yuan's head, the feather on his top fell off, his black hair was mixed with white, and he was in a terrible state of distress.

"The guards are here."

"The little one is here." The guard entered.

"Put Zhao Yuan in the prison."

"Whoo."

"My lord, my lord.

The minister is Taifu and the father of Zhonggong. "

These were the last words Zhao Yuan said to the emperor, his eyes were shining brightly, a dying man was brave, he looked straight at the emperor without fear, no longer the respect he usually showed on the surface.

He is the Grand Tutor above ten thousand people. At the beginning, he took advantage of the instability of the new dynasty to expand his power, but now he has grown into a big tree with tangled roots. If he is moved, the whole dynasty will be in chaos.

The emperor smashed something, and he has calmed down, now holding a pen and looking back indifferently.

So what about the Taifu, what about peaches and plums all over the world, what about raising the middle palace, even if you are above ten thousand people, you can still be under one person.

The king wants his subjects to die.

I am the Son of Heaven, since I am the Son of Heaven, how can I be afraid.

His will will not be withdrawn.

"The dynasty will open tomorrow." The emperor made another decree.

"Hey." An Xi responded.

Wei Qiwo witnessed everything from the corner, deeply aware of the horror of the emperor, and also rejoiced that he was able to escape the disaster at the beginning, if it were him now, he might not have the guts.

Since he is a ruler, he is a wise ruler, with a literary and military strategy, this person is born to be extraordinary, his father is too stupid, he has thought about this countless times in the past nine years, and now he is much more peaceful and will become numb.

Before Zhao Yuan left the palace, the queen took off her hairpin and knelt outside the gate of Qianqing Palace.

After shouting for a moment, the emperor said: "Drag back to Kunning Palace and tell her that I will go to see her at night." The words were all flat, unable to figure out the affection, which made people feel cold.

"Hey." An Xi stepped back and went to help the person himself.

At the beginning of the new year, there will be a lot of fun, and the concubines in the harem will be dazzled, some are in danger, and some are lucky.

In ten days at the latest, the harem will have to change a group of beauties.

In Yanxi Palace, Nanny Hua said to Concubine Shu: "Master, your good day has come."

Concubine Shu picks her crimson nails and chuckles softly, "When will I have a hard time?"

"What you said is very true. Master, you are a blessed person. Not long after you were born, my wife went to Chongsheng Temple to find a monk to tell your fortune. The monk said that you are the fate of the phoenix, and you should be the mother of the world."

"It's only natural. I should be in charge of the phoenix seal, and my mother will honor the world."

In the west side hall of Yonghe Palace, the maid next to Concubine Ning whispered the same sentence in her ear: "Master, our good days are coming."

Concubine Ning looked at the snow-white face in the bronze mirror, lowered her eyes and said, "If the Lord of Yanxi Palace becomes the queen, can we still have a good life?"

The maid was silent.

Women have different thoughts, but Wei Qi didn't think much about it, and he didn't care who was promoted or demoted.

The only thing he can look forward to is the general election in March, if there are more beauties in the new master of the harem, the Holy Majesty can favor them more.

It seems that everyone is looking forward to the middle palace to give up the back seat, but in the Kunning Palace, which is approaching at [-] o'clock in the evening ([-] o'clock in the evening), the emperor who put the head of the country into prison a few hours ago bent down and knelt down. Nakamiya in front of him said:

"You will always be my queen."

Zhao Tianxian suddenly raised her eyes, her eyes were blurred by tears, making it impossible for her to see the emperor's expression when he said this.

She is no longer the Zhao Tianxian of six years ago, but she is still giving birth to somewhat vague hopes in a desperate situation.

Maybe, maybe her husband can spare the Zhao family because of the love of the married couple.

"Your Majesty, you, you, are you willing to forgive my concubine's father?" This question made her feel very confident.

The emperor rubbed the jade finger on his finger, "You will always be the queen, but Zhao Yuan is not worthy to be the head of the country anymore."

Finally gave up, six years was enough for her to see the cold-bloodedness of her predecessors.

She was disheartened, "Your Majesty, you are really hard-hearted and no one can warm you up."

The emperor replied: "No one really wants to cover it, and there is no need for someone to cover it. Since I am the emperor, I can enjoy this supreme loneliness in peace, and I don't need to bother the queen."

Zhao Tianxian really wanted to refute, she wanted to say, why no one is willing to cover up, I really want to cover up, but I have always kept myself cold, you have been on guard all the time for six years.

But it's meaningless to say these things now, because her perseverance is not enough, and her father married her to the prince for the sake of power and the glory of the Zhao family.

She didn't stand by her husband all the time, the emperor was cold-hearted, and after only one year, he lost all his girlish feelings, and his love was exhausted, so he finally chose his mother's house.

Although her heart was cold, she was resentful and unwilling, and said with a sneer: "Really, Your Majesty.

That being the case, my concubine would like to say one last word to you, that Wei Qi next to you, why not get rid of him now.

If you don't kill him, I'm afraid that you won't be able to enjoy the loneliness of the emperor in the future. "

The emperor glanced at her gloomyly, and the last bit of pity dissipated, and he walked away, leaving only a cold sentence: I can do it myself.

Good for yourself, good for yourself.

Hahahahahaha.

The queen fell to the ground, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, her hair scattered around her temples, and she was no longer as dignified as before.

She was crying and laughing like crazy.

To marry as the emperor's wife!

Watch with your own eyes how he becomes colder and harder day by day, ruining his great youth.

Exactly who was wrong.

Finally finished laughing, wiped away the tears, propped up and adjusted his appearance.

I have to live well, and live to see how this cold-hearted and high-ranking emperor falls into the mundane world, tainted with worldly love and cannot escape.

She looked out of the dark door, sighing with joy.

It's a pity that you don't listen to my concubine's kind words.

When the imperial driver left the Kunning Palace, Anxi accompanied him empty-handed when he came, but when he returned to the Qianqing Palace, he held a phoenix seal in his hand.

When the people who received him from Qianqing Palace saw Feng Yin, they sighed for a while.

Wei Qi was also depressed for some reason, probably because he was hurt by things, although he was just a eunuch, not worthy of being in the same category as Zhonggong.

But Zhonggong and Shengshang have been husband and wife for six years, and in the end, only the name of the queen is left, and Zhonggong is like this. What about me in the future?Can she really leave the palace safely?

He remembered the dignified and flamboyant appearance of the Queen's master in the Kunning Palace two months ago, such a noble person would fall down overnight.

Thinking further, I recalled six years ago, when I was 11 years old, the prince got married.

The whole palace is hung with red, and the ground is full of flowers. It is rare for palace maids and eunuchs to wear bright red silk clothes in spring.

At that time, he was standing behind the servants of Shoukang Palace, a little far away, but still caught a glimpse of the smile on the prince's face through the layers of bright red horseshoe sleeves when the prince and his wife saluted their ancestors.

The Holy Majesty's smile was much more genuine six years ago than it is now. Maybe it was because the late emperor was still there at that time, and he had to look a bit childish when he got married, or because the late emperor was the wife of the lord, He must show all kinds of joyful reasons.

During the whole day of auspicious days in spring, the smile on his face never disappeared. Whenever Wei Qi caught a glimpse of him, he always smiled. Thinking about it now, the Holy Majesty probably spent all his smiles in his life on that day.

How did you think in your heart at that time?

That's right, he felt that the prince was very young and good-looking. The body under the crimson auspicious clothes was even more slender and strong, and he smiled kindly, not as harsh as others said, but very elegant. There is no trace of the general's recklessness.

This was the second time he saw the prince, years passed, and he spent a very comfortable year in Shoukang Palace, his hatred was no longer as strong as it was the first time they met by chance.

He thought: The reason why the dog thief can succeed is not without a reason. If Emperor Ming of the previous dynasty had such a son, how could the country change hands.

At that time, I was just a little eunuch at the age of 11, and my stature was not as tall as now. I still yearned for the good union of the two surnames, and couldn't help standing on tiptoe, wanting to see more.

So he was lucky enough to see the crown princess with her head covered by a dragon and a phoenix and her body slender.

The Crown Princess behaved dignifiedly and politely, and her voice of greetings was gentle and soft. She was exactly the ideal wife in his heart, but the husband standing beside her was something he could never compare to in this life.

After all, it's just a wish.

He was born with envy and jealousy that he didn't want to admit, probably because the young and handsome prince was the kind of man he wanted to be when he was young, a strong opponent who could retreat from martial arts, a man with high spirits who could calm down the world.

Moreover, the East Palace will not only have a splendid country in the future, but now it is accompanied by a lovely wife.

He always wanted to grow up like this in the future.

The 23rd emperor and the [-]th queen are so well matched, they are like a pair of gods.

He heard the old ancestor's hearty laughter, and the old ancestor said that he was waiting to embrace his great-grandson.

It's just a pity that Zhonggong has been childless for six years.

Things are different now.

Not only did Zhonggong become blurred, even his little eunuch,

Even he, a little eunuch, became the emperor's couch.

How absurd and ridiculous, Wei Qisheng has a sense of confusion, if the self six years ago knew what happened to him one day in the future, would he still yearn for the prince at that time?

He fell into the past and gradually became fascinated.

Little did he know that the emperor was looking at him secretly.

Just now the words of the Lord of the Central Palace disturbed the Sacred Heart, the Emperor was decisive when he was in the Kunning Palace, but now he couldn't help but think about it.

Kill or stay?The queen's words were not all false, at least he knew in his heart that he was too lenient towards Wei Qi.

But in return for the Lantern Festival, a silly and pleasing pomegranate is placed on the table, with "An" engraved on the bottom of the thing.

The emperor lowered his eyes, flexed his knuckles, and tapped slowly on the table.

Everyone thought that he was mourning the break with the middle palace, and no one knew that the emperor was thinking about the fate of a slave, and even an emperor like Anxi couldn't guess him.

The emperor thought for a while between the boredom after killing and the comfort of not killing, but he didn't think for too long.

Because he is the emperor, and he is also an emperor who has just lost his powerful ministers.

He thought: How much trouble can an eunuch make, and how long I can like it, just save it to relieve boredom.Going to court tomorrow, that is a battle worth worrying about.

So Wei Qi, who was in a daze, relied on his pomegranate and his security, and escaped in a daze again.

In fact, the emperor couldn't kill Wei Qi, at least at the moment he couldn't bear it.

If Anxi knew what was going on in his heart, he would have to laugh secretly again, even though he was so bold recently, he couldn't be ruthless enough to kick, let alone kill.

If he could be ruthless and cut off the head, with Wei Qi's stubbornness, he would have died countless times.

Always wanted to conquer, but never really cared about it, always looked down on this slave, treated it like a plaything, and didn't care if it gave birth to pity.

In the next five years, the emperor also had the idea of ​​killing a few times, but every time he raised it lightly, it was just a deception, to prop up his own face, and to deceive himself and others.

This time he kept someone behind, and he never imagined that one day in the future, he would also taste the love|love that he had dismissed at first, and he was trapped in it and couldn't get out, so he called Zhong Gongyi. Words become prophecies.

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