Remembrance Hibiscus GL

The Ministry of Rituals followed the old system and respectfully held the funeral ceremony of the concubine. Everything was in order. The emperor only sent people to the Shouan Palace to perform sacrifices every day, without even showing his face. There were many speculations in the palace and court, but after the incident of the nine princesses, The emperor especially avoided rumors, and there were spies all over the capital, so no one dared to discuss this matter in private, and many princes and ministers were afraid of hurting themselves, so they kept silent.However, once the Queen Mother's posthumous title was announced, the Manchu Dynasty couldn't help being in an uproar. When Zong Mou learned about this before the Queen Mother's death, he almost fainted from anger. He was half dead, and then went straight to the Changle Palace alone, and was stopped by the guards just outside the palace gate. Even though he was powerful, he was no match for those extraordinary imperial guards. Even though he was a prince, he didn't dare to move him easily. In his anger and despair, he knelt down straight on the white marble platform outside Changle Palace, and threatened that he would not leave without seeing the emperor.

The scorching sun outside seemed to fall into the fire, Zong Mou knelt there, his face was pale, and his clothes were soaked in sweat. Liang Quan stood on the porch and watched from a distance, muttering in his mouth: "This is a body made of iron. I can't stand such exposure!"

An inner eunuch next to him said worriedly: "Director Liang, although the emperor does not want to see the prince, if the prince has something good or bad, we can't afford it."

Liang Quan hesitated for a while, then ordered: "Go, hurry up and bring a bowl of herbal tea to the prince to relieve the heat."

"Yes."

Liang Quan watched from a distance, and saw that the eunuch took the tea and brought it over, bent down with a smile on his face, and brought the tea to Zong Mou, but Zong Mou raised his hand, overturned the tea bowl, and the porcelain shattered on the ground The crisp voice could be heard from both sides of the room. He shook his head and had no choice but to sigh and go in.

The memorials on the imperial case were piled up as high as a hill, and those memorials to admonish the concubine's posthumous title were all put aside by the emperor. Seeing that his expression became calmer, Zhao Chengen winked and told the little eunuch to push it down, and left by himself When he was rubbing ink on the edge, the emperor suddenly paused the pen in his hand and asked, "Is Zongmou still kneeling outside?"

Zhao Chengen replied: "Yes."

"You didn't ask him if he wasn't going to keep a vigil for his biological mother?"

Zhao Chengen didn't dare to answer for a moment, hesitated slightly, and said: "My lord said, if the emperor doesn't see him, he will kneel and die there."

Before the words were finished, there was a soft "pa", the emperor had put down the pen, Zhao Chengen lowered his head, not daring to vent his breath, for a long while, the emperor said: "Let him in."

Hearing the summons, Zong Mou immediately got up and strode into the main hall, he did not kneel down and bowed his head slightly, holding back his breath: "Your brother has seen the emperor."

"That's all." The emperor's eyes were dark, but he was not angry: "You are my brother, if you want to see me, why don't you allow me to do this?"

Zong Mou suddenly raised his head and looked straight at him: "I want to ask the emperor, what is wrong with my mother and concubine, and the emperor gave her the evil posthumous title of 'Miao Ling'?"

The emperor raised his chin slightly, and said lightly: "She has nothing to do with herself, the fault is that she gave birth to a son who is incompetent."

The veins on Zong Mou's forehead popped out, his fists were clenched tightly, but he couldn't speak.

"What? Are you not convinced?" The emperor said coldly: "When the late emperor was here, he blamed you for not thinking of making progress and for displaying the courage of ordinary people. You are an unworthy son. Since I succeeded to the throne, I have entrusted you with a heavy responsibility because of my brotherhood. But you can't handle any errands properly. After being fired from your post, you stay in the mansion all day, indulging in drinking and sex. It is said that while you are having fun, you have a lot of resentment towards me, and today you openly despise me Imperial power, beating the court officials, do you really think that I will not punish you!"

When it came to the end, Zong Mou was so angry that he suddenly let out a wild laugh: "Haha! Hahahaha!"

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for being shameless." Zong Mou stood up slowly, with resentment in his eyes: "The late emperor only praised me for my bravery, and taught me that besides practicing riding and archery, I should also study more to cultivate my character. Zong Xun, Zong Xun, you are so upside down Black and white, it can only show that you are guilty, because you know in your heart who is the real unworthy son, how did the father die, how did King Rong die, and how did you get your throne? Are you in the dark? Ah! By the way, you also killed Jiumei! Killed my mother and concubine! Why did my mother and concubine pass away as soon as you left?! My mother and concubine can spend their old age in peace, I have endured you for a long time, today I finally don't have to bear it anymore!"

Zhao Chengen's face turned pale with fright, and he couldn't help shouting: "My lord..."

"It's wrong! It's wrong!" The emperor was very angry, his face was livid, he stood up from the dragon chair, and slapped the table heavily: "Come on! Give him to me..."

Before the words were finished, Zong Mou let out a low growl from his throat: "Since there are no worries, even if I risk my life today, I will kill you, the usurper, to comfort the soul of the emperor!"

Zhao Chengen saw that he had a fierce look on his face, and rushed towards the case. In shock, he instinctively went up to stop him. Zong Mou waved his hand heavily, and Zhao Chengen's body flew a few feet away like a kite with a broken string. Another kick kicked away a young eunuch. Although the emperor was also taken aback, he remained calm in the face of danger. Seeing his menacing approach, he tilted his head and avoided his punch. He quickly took two steps back to the side, pulled out a golden-handled dragon-patterned dagger that he was carrying with him, and stabbed forward, Zong Mou's eyes were bloodshot, as if he was crazy, and he didn't dodge or dodge, desperately hurting his waist, Both hands stretched out and grabbed the emperor's neck fiercely. Before he could use any more force, a sudden sharp pain came from behind him, and he involuntarily let go of his hands slowly.

The emperor was still in shock, and wanted to raise his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, but he held back. Several iron guards with knives in front of the imperial court knelt on the ground side by side on one knee. !"

The emperor looked at the bloody sword in his hand, and finally said, "Is he dead?"

"No, I just wanted to save the emperor, and didn't hurt the prince's vitals."

"My lord?" The emperor felt his feet were a little weak, and reluctantly stood there to rest for a while, with a gleam of coldness in his eyes, and said in a hateful voice: "The decree continues, Zongmou is insane and intends to assassinate me. Clan mansion prison!"

As the army to march to the west is about to leave, the emperor's administration is even more complicated, and he has never had time to take care of the harem, so the number of visits to Xiefang Palace has been greatly reduced. On the contrary, Lianzhen is much more relaxed. , they stayed at home, played the piano for a while, read a book or something, when Hengbo and Baozhen saw that she was favored, they became more silent, very puzzled, but they couldn't think of it. For this reason, I can't know anything from her mouth, I just think that she is homesick, so there are many words of persuasion.

After lunch that day, Lianzhen was sitting under the window doing needlework. Hengbo suddenly lifted the curtain and came in, smiling, "Just now, Xiao Jiezi said that the second prince has been sent to the imperial concubine by the nanny and others. Now Qingquan Palace It's very lively, this is a great joy, you should also go to Qingquan Palace to congratulate the imperial concubine."

When Lian Zhen didn't pay attention, the needle pricked her hand. Baozhen's eyes were sharp, and she shouted: "Oh, master, you are bleeding." She hurriedly searched for medicine to bandage her.

Lian Zhen frowned slightly: "I'm fine, don't make a fuss." After being stunned for a while, she said in a low voice: "It has been said for a long time that the emperor will be raised by the second prince, but I thought this time it was just a rumor."

Hengbo laughed and said: "It's absolutely true, the person has already passed away. The imperial concubine has a noble status and has nothing to do under her knees. It is an unexpected blessing that the second prince followed her, but..." The voice paused, Some hesitated to say: "It's just Concubine Min..."

Lian Zhen was silent for a long time, then picked up the needle again: "I'll go over to have a look at night."

After sitting bored all afternoon, when it was time to light the lamps, Lian Zhen really got up and took a sedan chair to go there.The imperial concubine had just finished her meal, when she heard the news, she asked Sang Rong to come in.Lianzhen entered the door, and when she looked up, she saw the imperial concubine sitting on the kang, holding a little prince with pink make-up and jade, teaching him to practice calligraphy.As soon as she saw her, the imperial concubine smiled and stretched out her hand to pat the child lightly, then he fell to the ground and said in a childish voice: "I have seen my concubine mother."

The second prince, Zong Xu, is just over three years old, and since his biological mother's sudden death, he has been deeply raised in the concubine's palace, and Yi Lianzhen has never seen him much.At this moment, seeing him bowing to him like a little adult, he was both happy and uneasy at the same time, so he quickly stretched out his hand to help him up: "Second prince, get up quickly."

The imperial concubine smiled, and signaled to Sang Rong who was standing next to her: "It's getting late, you take the second prince out and let them wait for him to take a bath."

"Yes."

Seeing Lianzhen standing there blankly, the imperial concubine seemed to be thinking, and said, "Why don't you sit down?" Lianzhen leaned over and sat down opposite her. Qinzhu offered a white jade bowl and said with a smile: " Please drink tea, my lord." When Lian Zhen opened it to look at it, it was a tribute chrysanthemum from Huangshan Mountain. She took a sip and felt the fragrance filled her cheeks, and the bottom of her tongue produced fluid. Although the second prince is young, he is very polite."

"This is what the concubine taught her well since she was a child." The imperial concubine looked at her nonchalantly, and said: "When he came over in the afternoon, he looked at me with a timid expression and didn't dare to approach me. It's better now."

"The second prince was born not long ago, and he lost his biological mother, which is very pitiful."

"Yes."

Speaking of this, the two were silent for a while, the imperial concubine turned her head to Qinzhu and said: "Go down, let me and Miss Lian talk freely."

"Yes."

Qinzhu led the crowd and slipped out, Lianzhen still lowered her head, the imperial concubine couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

"No." Lian Zhen said in a low voice: "It's just that I was still telling Bao Zhen and the others a few days ago that I want to have a baby."

The imperial concubine's face changed slightly, and after a while, she said lightly: "You want to give birth to a prince for the emperor, that's very good."

"No, that's not the case!" Lian really raised her head anxiously, with tears in her beautiful eyes: "The emperor is the master of this palace and the world, so you say, there is nothing we can do, I just think, if...if One day, we might be able to..."

She stuttered, the imperial concubine listened quietly, but suddenly interrupted at this point: "You are looking forward to his death, aren't you?"

Her voice was very soft, but the weight of her words was like a thunderbolt in mid-air. Lian Zhen's body trembled, she shook her head in horror, and murmured: "I...I didn't think that way, but I just said that if one day, With a baby, at least... at least we have someone to lean on."

"Us?" An imperceptible smile appeared on the lips of the imperial concubine.

Lian Zhen blushed slightly, and said in a low voice, "Why do you suddenly want to adopt the second prince?"

"Just like you want to have a baby."

Lian Zhen's heart suddenly jumped wildly "plop plop", this was the answer she longed for most in her heart, a kind of ecstasy collided in her chest, mixed with a trace of strange pain, her beautiful eyes stared deeply at her , but his lips were trembling slightly, unable to speak.The imperial concubine looked at the burning candlestick in front of her, but her eyes gradually condensed. She slowly stretched out her hand, approached the red flame, and said in a low voice: "But, I don't think about what if, there is no what if, he is still so young, even if he is younger than You are only ten years older, the time is too long, the waiting is too difficult, and it is not certain who can survive it. Don't be nervous, thinking that his death is not a sin, you are not the only one who has such thoughts one person?"

Her words made Lian really startled, but strangely, she didn't feel rebellious or anything. The imperial concubine seemed to understand her fear, and occasionally cast a comforting look, and then smiled again: "Also, Today, the Prince of England almost turned what he wanted in his heart into reality."

"What? What did you say?" Lian Zhen was taken aback, and almost knocked over the teacup in front of her: "What's wrong with Prince Ying?"

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I suffered a little blow a while ago, so I was sluggish, and I haven't updated the article for a long time.

I understand and accept what everyone says about my faults.

I am treating my mood illness and procrastination symptomatically.

Some people may scold me in the text, but I basically don't read the messages

Since I am so glass-hearted to protect myself, don't waste that effort :)

In the end, I just want to say that I will try my best not to disappoint those who have never given up on me.