Court eunuch

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Turning a fork, I met a group of guards head-on, although those people turned around and avoided immediately, Wei Yanwan still recognized him immediately, Ling Yunche.

Her heart seemed to have touched something at this moment, soft and familiar.The two met in this narrow palace road, but it seemed as if they were separated by the world.

Knowing the rules in this palace, she naturally didn't dare to call him, let alone show anything in front of others, she just lowered her head and covered her face with a handkerchief, and coughed a few times to cover up her momentary loss of composure.

Jinzhong stood on the other side of the palace road, half of his boots stepped on the snow, as if he didn't notice it.

The anniversary of Empress Xiaoxian's death was not grandly celebrated, but as a rule, she went vegetarian for three days in the palace to show her condolences.

The date of death was getting closer, and the emperor was even more sleepy, feeling depressed, so he decided to take a walk in Changchun Palace.

"Why are you here?" On the palace road leading to Changchun Palace stood a woman who looked like a concubine. When she got close, she recognized Wei Yanwan.

"Concubine pays respects to the emperor." Wei Yanwan slightly knelt, "Concubine is here to pay respects to Empress Xiaoxian."

When the emperor heard what she said, he was a little moved, took her hand, and sighed: "In this palace, you are the only one who remembers her."

Wei Yanwan bowed her head: "Although the concubine is young and has not been taught by Empress Xiaoxian, she has been friends with her for a long time and admires Empress Xiaoxian very much."

"Huh?" The emperor became a little curious: "What do you admire?"

"Empress Xiaoxian is well-known in the harem. She has personally edited training texts to teach the harem, and advocates frugality. Her virtues are a model for concubines." Wei Yanwan followed carefully, and said: "The concubine has copied the emperor in the past few days. I am quite touched to commemorate the poems and essays written by Empress Xiaoxian." Then he took the poem book handed over by the palace man: "Please read it, Your Majesty."

The emperor was quite touched at this moment, holding the booklet tightly, he said in a trembling voice: "Okay, you did a good job

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[-]. Thunder

After the anniversary of Empress Xiaoxian's death, the green head card was hung up again, but it seems that the emperor lacked interest in the harem, and he did not see his concubines for several days.

At this time, the ceremony of kissing silkworms is approaching, but the emperor and the empress dowager never mentioned it, and the people in the harem just waited and watched.

"Your Majesty." Afterwards, she went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation in person. At this time, her figure was gradually showing, and her movements were somewhat inconvenient.

The emperor put down the scroll in his hand and clasped it on the case: "What's the matter?"

"This year's silkworm ceremony, I don't know how to handle it? I would like to ask the emperor to show me, and the concubine will be ready." She combed her hair twice, wearing only two emerald beads in the bun, her speech was well-regulated, and her simple and plain appearance was like The rebirth of Xiaoxian made the emperor stunned for a moment.

After playing with the crystal beads in his hand for a while, the emperor said in a deep voice, "You are heavy, so you don't have to do it this year."

Later, when they got closer, they could see clearly the word "Mourning Letter" written on the closed book, and their heart was blocked. Although they understood the emperor's thoughts, they still felt sore and bitter after all. Said in a deep voice: "Since the concubine is the master of the Six Palaces, how dare she break the rules. Although the concubine has no experience in this, she is willing to share the worries of the community."

"The rules can also be changed." The emperor was a little tired, "You don't have to worry about it."

"But my concubine, as a queen, should be a role model for the world. In the past, the ceremony of silkworm kissing was arranged by the empress Xiaoxian. If it is suddenly not done this year, I'm afraid it will be unreasonable." Afterwards, she insisted on her own opinion, and even moved the queen of the Yuan Dynasty out.

The emperor's hands that were turning the beads stopped suddenly, and without looking at her, he lowered his eyes and said, "That doesn't need to be a big deal, just follow the rules of the past. For the rest of the details, you can ask the Queen Mother for instructions."

After getting the promise, just as he was about to resign, he heard the emperor say, "You don't need to make silkworm silkworm clothes, Lang...you can just wear the old clothes from previous years."

After a short pause, he took a deep breath: "Yes, the concubine is retiring."

"Sister." Concubine Yu saw that her successor had been sleepy since the beginning of spring, and she was worried, so she often came to Yikun Palace to talk to her. "Even if my sister is unhappy, she should also think about the baby in her womb. Worrying blindly will only hurt her body."

Afterwards, he turned the needle of the western clock with his armored hand, recalling the conversation he had with the emperor yesterday, and his face was exhausted, "Yesterday, I went to ask about the silkworm ceremony, and saw that the emperor was holding the copy Flipping through the eulogy of Empress Xiaoxian, it seemed that she was very dissatisfied with this palace, and even said that there was no need to hold the silkworm ceremony this year. That's what the emperor did."

After hearing this, Concubine Yu became vigilant: "It seems that someone is using the name of Empress Xiaoxian to shake my sister's status."

Then nodded: "Exactly."

"A few days ago on the anniversary of Empress Xiaoxian's death, the emperor did not enter the harem, but my sister heard that concubine Concubine Cong presented to the emperor a copy of the poems written by the emperor mourning Empress Xiaoxian, and concubine Wan embroidered prayer flags. I think these two are the most suspect " Concubine Yu said angrily.

Afterwards, she still had that tepid look: "Wanbi has never fought or robbed, I think she is sincere. As for this concubine—" flipping through a page of chess records, she said leisurely: "Born as a court lady, she can also play in the game. To be favored when you are in trouble, you can see the means."

Concubine Yu said coldly: "Born from a lowly family background, her methods are terrible, she must be the one who gossips in front of the emperor." Pulling back the handkerchief, she asked, "What does sister want to do?"

Afterwards, he still said calmly, as if he didn't care: "It's just a matter of beating, I don't want to make too much noise."

Concubine Yu smiled coldly: "Don't worry, sister."

The sky was dark and twilight, Wei Yanwan steamed the snow collected last year in a small stove, and carefully brewed a pot of Junshan silver needles as described in "Tea Book".

"Yo, Concubine Xing is so excited." Ye Xin lifted the curtain by herself, walked into the room, and brought a burst of cold air.Seeing Wei Yanwan cooking tea for Xue with a relaxed look, she couldn't help but sneered when she thought of her situation in a while.

Wei Yanwan frowned slightly, it was the first time she cooked soup and tea herself, she was disturbed by someone, she was very upset, she simply leaned on the couch and ignored her.

At this time, Wang Chan trotted in, panting: "Master, slaves are useless, I really can't stop them. Aunt Rong Pei has come and told the queen to let the master go to Yikun Palace."

Wei Yanwan's face turned pale when she was suddenly robbed by this disaster. Although she didn't know what was going on, she vaguely knew something was wrong. She glanced at Ye Xin, who was complacent, and said coldly: "Why panic, let's go. Wang Chan and Chun Chan followed I'll go, Lan Cui will stay, and put away the tea set."

While talking, Rong Pei broke in with a straight face like a fierce god, and when she saw Wei Yanwan, she gave a little salute: "Your servant obeys the Queen's instructions to send the concubine to go to Yikun Palace for questioning."

Wei Yanwan pressed the newly made fox fur cloak: "Let's go."

After entering Yikun Palace, Wei Yanwan felt that the atmosphere was not right.It was eerily quiet here, and the whole palace seemed like a wild beast waiting for an opportunity.

Wei Yanwan was almost pushed into the door by Rong Pei, who followed closely behind as if she was afraid that she would run away.

At this time, the night was falling, and the headlights were lit in the middle of Yikun Palace, illuminating the whole room like daylight.

This is the stance of an interrogation.Wei Yanwan thought to herself,

There were two people sitting in the room, the one in the main seat was the successor, and the concubine Yu was sitting in the second seat, and there were more than ten palace people lined up on both sides, and one was kneeling on the ground, with her hair in a disheveled bun, as if she had been tortured.

Seeing her come in, he said in a deep voice, "Kneel down."

Wei Yanwan froze slightly, and was about to make a distinction when she was caught off guard by a slap in the face, followed by a kick on her knee, unable to support herself for a while, and fell forward.

Rong Pei looked solemn: "Didn't you hear what the queen said?"

Wei Yanwan was furious, and wanted to turn around and tear her apart, but was pinned down by two palace servants, looking up at her successor from a humiliating angle.

"Wei Yanwan, are you convicted?" Then he sat on the high couch, without a trace of turmoil in his eyes, like a benevolent god or Buddha.

Wei Yanwan struggled for a while: "The queen should not wrong my concubine! The concubine has never done anything!"

Then he leaned over and looked directly at her: "Wei Yanwan, the mid-autumn gift you gave to the emperor that day was mixed with incense!" As he spoke, he dropped a small box and smashed Wei Yanwan's forehead, which immediately scratched her face. took a piece.

Wei Yanwan looked at the incense ashes scattered all over the ground, her thoughts turned. Although she didn't understand the other party's intention to make things difficult for her, she also knew that she must not show any timidity in this matter. ...Besides, what can be explained by the incense ash alone..." At that time, she only made five boxes of incense sticks, and used one box at the Mid-Autumn Festival feast, and the other four boxes were presented to her soon after, and she used them one after another when she went to bed , not to mention the fact that things have been going on for a long time, it is impossible to have any evidence left.

Then he said: "Your palace has already confessed, why don't you say it?"

Only then did Wei Yanwan notice that the person kneeling next to her was a maid from her Yongshou Palace. She was not very old and seemed to be an envoy. Wei Yanwan didn't remember her name.

Concubine Yu seemed to know early on that she would not confess, so she said disgustedly: "Since you don't admit it, I will send it to the Punishment Department."

After that, the hand holding the teacup froze slightly, as if he did not agree with the torture to extract a confession, and asked again: "You really don't admit it?"

Wei Yanwan shook her head and remained silent.

Concubine Yu seemed a little impatient, and said: "What are you doing in a daze, take it to the Punishment Division for a trial, and you will understand everything."

Wei Yanwan knew where it was, and struggled: "A concubine has never done it!"

But she couldn't resist after all, and was soon wrung by her hands and dragged out of the palace gate.

Jin Zhong stood outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, holding a purse filled with incense powder in his hand. He coaxed the incense powder from her. The fragrance was faint and not obvious in the cold wind, but it made him very greedy.

He looked at the purse in his hand and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.After all, he couldn't keep her, but he still couldn't let her go.

"who!"

The guard's question woke Jin Zhong up from his contemplation, and he was slightly surprised: "Lan Cui?"

Jin Zhong's heart seemed to be thrown into the ice water, and an ominous premonition gradually emerged.he rushed to meet