The return of the late emperor

There are five great families in this dynasty, the eldest grandson, Kang, Kong, Song, and Qu, in no particular order.

The emperor and Yuan Jun all came from the eldest grandson's family, the Kang family held a heavy army, the Kong family did not enter the court because they were noble, the Song family was full of peaches and plums, and the Qu family was relatively mysterious. There were only a few rumors in unofficial history, so ordinary people only I know the four great aristocratic families of Changsun, Kang, Kong and Song.

The late emperor's sudden death was beyond the expectation of several big families.Especially the eldest grandson's family.

Everyone in the world knows that the young emperor who is now on the throne is not born of the former emperor Yuanjun, but from the belly of the one in the West Palace.The Ren family used to be just a small surname in the imperial capital, but one person gained the Tao and ascended to heaven, but now they have firmly entered the center circle of power.

How many people are secretly laughing, but they have to be held high in the open, the Ren family's limelight is the same for a while.

This kind of situation won't last for too long. It's not that the aristocratic family likes to exercise power, it's just that the situation of one family's dominance definitely can't protect itself wisely, and it will inevitably bring disaster to Chi Yu.

Changsun Qiyi walked alone in the dark tunnel with a candlestick in his hand.

The light in the dark passage is not good, and the candlelight is dancing, reflecting the thin shadow on the wall flickering, as if it will be blown away by the wind in the next second.

"You are the eldest son of our family, you should know your duty, Ayi, you are not the first Yuanjun from the eldest grandson's family, and naturally you will not be the last. Who is sitting on the throne does not matter." It doesn't matter, why don't you understand?"

Recalling the previous conversation, the vision became more and more dim.

"But, father..." His words were interrupted.

"You are my most proud son, a jewel of our eldest grandson's family, but you have become like this now. All these years, a lowly bastard from a poor family can dominate your palace, and now you are even more powerful than me. Above you, it is the first emperor who chilled our clan first, and suppressed us in various ways over the years. This is no longer something that our eldest grandson clan can pass by with closed eyes. What's more, the one sitting on the throne now, and us The eldest grandson's family has nothing to do with it. Don't worry about it, just go with Weifu now."

Changsun Qiyi lowered her head, clenched her fists and then released them, closed her eyes and raised her head again, finally making up her mind.

He knelt down slowly, "You have always doted on my son. Now that he is gone, my son also knows that this is no longer a situation that the eldest grandson's family can control. I just ask you to promise me that I am his Yuanjun. It is for the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha to observe festivals for him and to be buried with him after his death, not only for the dignity of his king, but also for my actions, and also for my dignity as the last Yuanjun of the eldest grandson family."

He kowtowed again, "I beg my father to help me."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade the eldest son to leave the palace with him, the eldest grandson Shu sighed, "Forget it, Ah Yi, this is your fate, I don't care about you anymore, you can do it yourself." Knowing that this might be the last time they met, he couldn't help but step forward. After a few steps, he gently patted his head like he did to his son who was a child many years ago.

Then, he turned around and left the basement.

Although you know that growing up is accompanied by parting, but Ayi, do you still remember that you are not only the most dazzling pearl of the eldest grandson's family, but also the son who is loved by the father like an eyeball.

Changsun Qiyi also had tears in his eyes, but he can't stay here for too long, now it's not the same as before, the palace is not full of his people, if a little rumor spreads, it's hard to guarantee that no one with a heart will make some noise.

Although he is already a prince, he is also a young and childless prince. He must be cautious to stay in this palace for a long time. His greatest wish in this life is nothing more than this, and it is sad to think about it.

The secret passage was very long, and it took about half of the harem, and it took some effort to go back.

However, as soon as he got out of the secret passage, he saw Su Yi standing at the door of the inner room stomping his feet anxiously, Changsun Qiyi felt bad.

Going out of the inner room and looking at the outer room, sure enough, the former Lord Ren and now the Holy Father Huang Taijun are sitting on the chair he usually sits drinking tea.I don't know how long I waited, but the good ones don't come, and the bad ones come, so let's just deal with it.

It has been less than half a year since His Majesty passed away, Ren Ming has already put on brand new clothes, not bright colors, but the embroidery on the corners of the bottom robe is exquisite in every way.

Changsun Qiyi felt a little sour in her heart, the person who should remember that person the most is just so indifferent, if he knows, I'm afraid it will be so sad if he doesn't know.

"My palace is deserted. It's not as lively as the palace of Ren Taijun, but it's better to be quiet." Changsun Qiyi chose a seat far away from Ren Ming and sat down.

Ren Ming pretended not to understand the meaning, but stopped drinking tea. He put the teacup on the small table next to him, curled up his jade-like fingers slightly, stared at his chin, and leaned back in the chair. Leaning up slightly, the side is full of coquettishness.

He just heard him say unhurriedly: "This Fengwu Palace is really not suitable for me. If it is suitable for me, maybe I asked my brother for it back then. My brother is the most generous, and the late emperor would agree if he wanted to. But now My younger brother is reluctant to part with my Zhaoping Palace, which is why I came to pay a visit today."

Changsun Qiyi's pupils narrowed slightly, and she wanted to avoid the next words, but she just looked at Ren Ming quietly.

Those words flowed out from Ren Ming's beautiful lips that kept opening and closing: "I think the late Emperor also loved my Zhaoping Palace. For two days in a row, I dreamed that he came to my palace, and he didn't speak. Get along with me as before. I don’t know if there is any unfulfilled wish.”

Ren Ming also knew that these words were a bit too vicious for the eldest grandson Qiyi, but it was uncomfortable to have someone to accompany him, how refreshing.

Sikong Mingke never entered Ren Ming's dream, he was deceiving his eldest grandson Qiyi.

In this way, Ren Ming should feel relaxed, but no one knows that in the Zhaoping Palace where there is no one in the middle of the night, he often cannot sleep all night, tossing and turning, even during the day, some old things can remind him of that person.

Ren Ming didn't regret it, he didn't think there was anything wrong, but occasionally he felt a little sad.He didn't come here today on purpose to make his grandson Qiyi jealous, but he vaguely felt that there was something wrong inside and outside the palace, and he came here for business.

After the words were spoken, there was a brief silence in the hall, and the moods of both of them were a bit complicated.

"He hasn't come to see me, but I want him to come." Changsun Qiyi said leisurely.

"You know, I'm not someone who would come to you for such a trivial matter." Ren Ming sat up straight, "There has been a lot of movement outside recently, and everyone is staring at this palace. I know His Highness has a grudge against me in his heart. But Min'er is the only heir of the late emperor after all, so you don't want this country to be changed to his surname."

Changsun Qiyi also felt slightly bitter: "If it is said that that day will come, I will try my best to protect you father and son. If it is something else, I can only say that today's me is not yesterday's me."

Smart people don't need to talk too much, just stop when they want to. Ren Mingyuan doesn't expect the eldest grandson Qiyi to do anything. The biggest purpose of this time is to find out. He has always been prepared.

Here, the two sat and drank tea far away, silent on the eve of the coming rain.

There are also two people in the outskirts of the mountains, enjoying a rare peaceful time.

Of course, there are little episodes that disrupt the calm.