Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Poor parents

Qi Yan and Nangong Jingnv went to the treasury to choose the gifts for each government. Nangong Jingnv was very generous and said to Qi Yan: "Do you want to choose a few? Pick whatever you want!"

Qi Yan smiled lightly: "No need, when the mansion was established, His Highness rewarded a lot, and the treasury of the consort's mansion is almost out of capacity."

Nangong Jingnv curled her lips: "Don't just keep yourself bored in the study every day, you should also walk around occasionally~. The end of the year is approaching, take some decent things and go to the old friend's place for a walk."

"Your Highness is interested. I don't have many friends in Beijing, and the gift has been prepared."

"What is it?" Nangong Jingnu asked curiously.

Qi Yan took a step forward, lowered her voice and replied: "I wrote a few words." After speaking, she blinked playfully.

Nangong Jingnv couldn't help laughing: "You are a shameless person, but Layman Shepherd's words are hard to come by, so it is a good gift."

Qi Yan: "If your Highness needs it, can I write a few pictures and keep them as gifts in return so as to save some money?"

"I don't want it~ When did this palace get reduced to selling your words to maintain it!? Besides, why would I give away your things randomly..." Nangong Jingnu realized after she finished speaking: she accidentally said what was in her heart, Blushed.

Qi Yan's eyes became more gentle, and he took Nangong Jingnv's hand: "Your Highness, let's go back."

"it is good."

Qi Yan stayed overnight at the Princess Mansion, and in the morning of the next day, he took the opportunity to ask Nangong Jingnu if she had thought about her speech about entering the palace to face the saint.

Nangong Jingnv seemed a little confused, but Qi Yan didn't say anything.

After all, her reminder was too cryptic, and it was indeed difficult for her who had never been involved in politics.

She had lunch with Nangong Jingnv and forced her to play a game of chess, anyway, she left after the time to enter the palace.

Qi Yan returned to his private house and first wrote a call letter for Qian Yuan to send to Gongyang Mansion, agreeing to call on him tomorrow.Then he took a painting and calligraphy and rushed to Xie An's mansion without stopping.

When they arrived at Xie's mansion, they exchanged some greetings with Xie An in front of the servants, and the two came to the study.

"Brother Yuanshan, long time no see."

"Brother, come here today, just to give a New Year's gift?"

"No, there is an urgent matter, brother Yuan Shan, please notify His Highness immediately, the Second Highness can no longer be preempted by such an important matter."

Xie An immediately raised his spirits: "Brother, please tell me, I will do it myself."

Therefore, Qi Yan told Xie An the news that the peasants in Shiyi did not pay all the offerings and were imprisoned in large numbers, waiting to be punished, and said: "This year's poor harvest is caused by natural disasters and man-made disasters. The area affected by the disaster is very large, and the farmers involved are unprecedented. This is the perfect time for Your Highness to win the hearts of the people!"

Xie An pondered for a moment, then asked cautiously: "But... is it convenient for His Royal Highness to speak out about the relationship between farm income and taxation?"

Qi Yan frowned, and replied firmly: "Brother Yuan Shan just go, if His Highness has the same suspicion, please tell him: With His Majesty's style of loving the people like a son, he will find a reason to pardon these farmers in the end." , if His Highness doesn’t go, the second prince will go too, so I’m leaving.”

Qi Yan left, Xie An had long admired Qi Yan's mind, even though he had doubts, he didn't dare to delay, changed a set of clothes and hurried to Nangongrang's mansion.

Sitting on the carriage back home, Qi Yan lifted the curtain and looked out...

She gave Nangong Jingnv a night, but the other party didn't understand the mystery inside, so Qi Yan made up her mind to "deprive" Nangong Jingnv of the right to intercede for the common people this time.

This matter involves too much. If Nangong Jingnv can't fundamentally discuss this matter with Nangong Rang and transfer the conflict to the national policy of the imperial court, once the news spreads, she will become a thorn in the eyes of the entire imperial power class.

As long as the system of "exchanging banknotes for salt and quotations" still exists, things that fail to pay the offerings will definitely happen again. Every time the royal family will think: it is this high-ranking princess who touched their core interests, and it is inevitable that there will be some troubles. The insane people are not good for her.

Qi Yan's gaze froze: Nangong Jingnv's life, except for herself...no one else can touch her!

Three days later, Nangong made an decree to pardon the peasants who did not pay in full. The reason was that the second prince and the third prince advised at the same time, and I will be kind and generous.

This surprised Qi Yan, she thought Gu Feng shouldn't be so stupid...

For this reason, Nangong Jingnv also specially invited Qi Yan to tell her the "good news": "I knew that the father would definitely show mercy outside the law! But it's not my credit. When I mentioned this matter with the father, , Father said that the second brother and the third brother have already made admonishment."

Looking at Nangong Jingnv's expression of regret and relief, Qi Yan said: "Why don't your highness return the rations needed for the New Year's Eve to the farmers who leased the land in the princess mansion?"

Nangong Jingnv raised her chin, and replied proudly: "What do you need to say? I have already told Qiu Ju to do it!"

……

Jingjia Ten Years New Year's Eve.

The year number falls on "Ten", so according to common sense, the scale of the palace banquet this year should be unprecedented, but the entire inner court is shrouded in a cloud of cloud.

The 52-year-old Nan Gongrang fell ill again, and this time he fell on the court.

In Jingjia's last court meeting in nine years, Sijiu presented a sealed memorial.

After reading it, Nangong Rang's old face was flushed and his eyes were wide open. He pinched the silk cloth tightly in his hand, coughed violently for a while and passed out on the dragon chair.

The court meeting immediately went into chaos, civil and military officials scrambled to escort him, but the father-in-law stood in front of the imperial steps with his arms open, and shouted: "Let's see who dares to move!"

All the officials were overwhelmed by the courage of a servant, and they all confessed their crimes and knelt on the ground.

More than a dozen imperial doctors came, but the chief medical officer of the imperial hospital did not say anything after the diagnosis, and ordered people to carry Nangong Rang back to Ganquan Palace with a dragon chariot...

What happened after that, Your Majesty?What disease?Do you have any explanation?no one knows……

The Chief of the Royal Hospital was very puzzled: Why did His Majesty faint in such a panic?

He told Sijiu the reason, and the latter ordered him to keep silent.

The chief of the imperial hospital prescribed a prescription to decoct medicine, and left behind four imperial physicians with the most superb medical skills, waiting for twelve hours. The youngest imperial physician among the four: surnamed Ding, surnamed You .

The officials were still waiting in the main hall, none of them dared to leave.

Sijiu entered the inner hall and knelt down beside Nangongrang's bed and called several times, "Your Majesty." There was no answer.

He noticed that Nangong Rang's tightly clenched fist revealed a corner of the cloth...

After pondering for a long time, he broke Nangong Rang's fist and took out the silk cloth.

This is extremely disrespectful, even if Nangong Jingnv came, she might not dare, but forty-nine can.

Just because he has only been with such a master in his life, and this silk report must be related to Nangong Rang's fainting, he is thinking just in case...

In case His Majesty has something, he can figure it out, and he will avenge His Majesty if he tries his best!

On April [-], he opened the crumpled silk newspaper, and on it was a paragraph of small characters carved like a knife: Your Majesty's lesson, minister Meng Yanwen risked his life to remonstrate.

In November of the ninth year of Jingjia, the minister was ordered to investigate in Luobei, and found that there was a ballad circulating among the local people.

I have visited more than [-] counties and counties in Kyushu, and people all over the country have spread it.

The minister felt that something was wrong, so he presented the ballad to His Majesty.

A pair of golden crows hang in the sky, the east is not bright and the west is bright.In the future, Jinwu will enter Qiongbao, and his reputation will spread far and wide.

It was the ballad written by the third prince Nangongwang himself according to Qi Yan's plan. Sijiu read too little and couldn't see through it. The names of the second prince Nangong Wei and the fourth prince Nangong Zhen were hidden in it, but he also knew that there was only one Golden Crow in the sky. The so-called sky has no two suns, and the country has no two monarchs.

Sijiu read the silk newspaper several times over and over again, raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, smoothed and folded the silk newspaper and kicked it into his sleeve.

After thinking about it, he took out the silk newspaper and put it in his arms.

He kowtowed to Nangong Rang a few times: "Your Majesty, master, you must be fine. This old slave is willing to give you the rest of his life..."

Sijiu looked at Nangong Rang's gray hair, even a well-maintained emperor could not survive the baptism of time, his gray hair became more and more day by day in the past two years.

Sijiu raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears, picked up his whisk and walked towards the main hall...

"Your Majesty has a decree: I am ill today, and all the ministers can return home on their own!"

"According to the order!"

Some courtiers were relieved, while others were dubious: Your Majesty seems to be very ill, why did he wake up in such a short time?

Sijiu left, and Zhongshu ordered Xing Jingfu to follow.

Taiwei Lu Quan put his fist to his lips and coughed weakly twice. His eldest son, Lu Boyan, looked at his father. Lu Quan squinted his eyes and turned his head towards the place where Sijiu disappeared. The latter understood and quickly chased after him. go out……

Xing Jingfu: "Fourty-ninth father-in-law, please stay behind!"

Lu Boyan picked up the hem of his clothes, and stood beside Xing Jingfu before Sijiu could speak.

Xing Jingfu brushed off his sleeves and took a step aside, letting out a cold snort.

Lu Boyan's face was a bit uneasy, but the other party usually opposed the Taiwei Party, and even his own father was afraid of him, so he could only bear it.

Si Jiuyi flicked the whisk in his hand, raised his clean chin, half-closed his muddy old eyes, and had a fair skin and drooping old skin. He was always respectful to these adults on weekdays, but today he picked up the chief servant Putting on airs, he asked in a sharp voice: "Your Majesty's dragon is in trouble, and the miscellaneous family has to rush back to serve. What's the matter with the two adults?"

Xing Jingfu smiled charmingly and bowed his hands to Sijiu: "Dare to ask my father-in-law, does your majesty have any special instructions?"

Sijiu: "No!"

Xing Jingfu: "Who will handle the court affairs during these days when Your Majesty is resting? If there is an emergency, who should make the decision?"

Sijiu pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands towards the sky: "Although your majesty's illness came on a bit urgently, the imperial doctor said it was caused by overwork, and it can be cured after ten and a half months of rest. It will be New Year's Eve in two days, until After the Shangyuan Festival, the court will be suspended, and His Majesty has not specifically explained."

When Xing Jingfu heard it, he thought it made sense, so he cupped his hands and left.

Sijiu looked at Lu Boyan again, and the latter's smile froze: "Is it really all right, Your Majesty? Can I go..."

"Ah!" Lu Boyan yelled while covering his face, before he finished speaking, the whisk swept his face in a round circle.

"Presumptuous! The son of Taiwei's mansion is really different, dare to curse His Majesty?!"

Lu Boyan's knees softened in fright, but the pride of the eldest son of the Taiwei's mansion did not allow him to crawl at the feet of an eunuch. He took a step back and took off the hand covering his face, his nose was already red from the whisk.

Lu Boyan: "I definitely don't mean that, I'm just worried that His Majesty wants to visit with your father-in-law. After all, my father is His Majesty's brother of the opposite sex, and he is also the relative of the son and daughter. At this time, Zheng Zhinian should visit him because of love and reason."

Lu Boyan thought that he had brought out his father, and the relationship between his in-laws would make the other party a little bit jealous, even if he was not allowed to visit, he should say a few polite words and let him go.

Unexpectedly, Sijiu sneered, took a big step forward, picked up the orchid finger and almost touched Lu Boyan's nose, and shouted sharply: "What kind of a dog are you! This old slave was born in Nangong Mansion, since His Majesty was still a son At that time, you didn’t know which old woman’s calf was spinning around! Don’t say it was you, even if the Taiwei came, you wouldn’t dare to talk to the miscellaneous family like this. Visiting? Don’t take a pee According to your status, His Majesty is unwell, are you qualified to visit as a third-rank foreign minister?"

At Lu Boyan's age, no one dared to talk to him like that, let alone a eunuch!

His face turned red and then turned pale, and he wanted to make trouble but didn't have the courage to say "you" for a long time without uttering a complete sentence.

Sijiu snorted coldly with a half-smile, shook his sleeves and turned to leave.

Normally, he would never talk much, but his master, whom he had served loyally for more than 40 years, suddenly collapsed, and Sijiu felt that his own sky had also collapsed.

But he can't fall down, His Majesty once said: I am the person he trusts most.

That sentence: A pair of golden crows hanging in the sky, is it alluding to the two generals of the country?

Although Sijiu didn't read many books, he firmly remembered every sentence of his master. He remembered that Nangong Rang was very disgusted and jealous of the Taiwei's Mansion, so he imagined "a pair of golden crows" as the Taiwei's Mansion The right to land...

Not to mention Lu Boyan came to test him today, even if Lu Quan came in person, he would try his best to fight him!

……

Nangongrang was unconscious, Sijiu was like an ant on a hot pot not knowing what to do.

The servant came to report: "The concubine Ya is here."

Sijiu thought about it, and ordered the servant to invite Jiya in.

"This old slave sees Empress Yafei."

Ji Yayan smiled sweetly, and she always treated Sijiu kindly: "Why bother Sijiu to pick him up in person? I can just go in by myself. Yesterday I made an appointment with His Majesty to have lunch today, and His Majesty will not see you for a long time. Biography, I'll come over and have a look. Your Majesty is approving the memorial?"

Sijiu raised his hand in a gesture of "please": "Miss Yafei, let me take a step to speak."

The two came to a secluded place. Seeing Sijiu looking around nervously, and smelling a medicinal fragrance in the hall, Ji Ya already had the answer in her heart.

Sijiu: "To tell you the truth, Concubine Ya, Your Majesty, he fell ill in the court hall. Now he is in a coma!"

Sijiu didn't tell Ji Ya the reason for Nan Gongrang's illness, and naturally he didn't mention Juanbao, he only said that the imperial doctor diagnosed him as overworked, and he would recover after a while.

Jiya restrained her smile, and said seriously: "Take me to see."

Sijiu thought for a while, but still moved away: "Ms. Yafei please."

When Ji Ya saw Nangong Rang, she looked like an old man in old age, lying on the bed with a pale face and motionless. If it wasn't for the rising and falling of her chest, she would have thought that Nangong Rang was dead.

Seeing that Nangong Rang's lips were blue, Ji Ya frowned: Could it be that he was poisoned?But he quickly denied this guess. Nangong Rang had to taste every dish before every meal. Even the tableware used by Nangong Rang was handled by Sijiu...

Jiya: "Your Majesty, this is..."

Sijiu: "As the empress can see, she is overworked and has been asleep for almost two hours."

Jiya: "What about the medicine?"

Sijiu's nose was sour, and he said with restraint, "I fed it twice, but I can't get it in!"

Jiya: "Take a bamboo tube and bring the medicine."

……

In a blink of an eye, Nangong Rang had been ill for two days, even though the courtiers tacitly "shut up" the matter, it still spread.

The emperor's heirs did not receive the order of the palace banquet, and they also went to the palace to inquire about the reason, and they had no choice but to say it when they couldn't hide it.

Nangong Rang woke up a few times in the middle, but his condition has not been good, the main performance is slurred speech.

When he woke up for the first time, he seemed to want to say something, but he uttered the words "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whom he stared wide-eyed in fear and couldn't believe it, his face turned red and he didn't say anything After uttering a complete sentence, I was so shocked and angry that I passed out again...

Sijiu was terrified, hurriedly called for the imperial doctor, dismissed all the servants, closed the palace door and shouted in a low voice, "How did you show your majesty, your majesty woke up just now, but he passed out again without being able to utter a word!"

The imperial doctor was horrified, and knelt down beside the bed to diagnose Nangong's pulse. He took out silver needles and placed them on various acupoints on the top of his head. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied, "Yes...my minister, I don't dare to make a decision yet, but Your Majesty's symptoms are somewhat similar to the disease of the epidemic in medicine."

"How to treat it?"

"Chen... I will change the prescription for Your Majesty first, and then I will take a look at it. Maybe it will be fine when Your Majesty wakes up."

At night, Nangong Rang woke up again, lying on the ground in front of Nangong Rang's bed, crying loudly, a trace of sadness flashed across Nan Gong Rang's face, he moved his mouth and shouted hard: "Guilty..." Hearing what he said , Nangong Rang closed his eyes in despair.

But Sijiu understood, and wiped away tears: "The slave is here, master~ you order."

Nangong Rang waited for a long time before uttering two words: "Zhibi!"

Sijiu, who was rolling and crawling, took the pen and paper and handed it to Nangongrang.

Nangong Rang's hands were shaking like sifting chaff when holding the pen, but he was also unwilling to admit defeat. He pressed his right wrist with the other hand and wrote a paragraph: "The Xing Jingfu was passed on to the palace..."

"It's a slave, let's go."

But Nangong Rang caught Sijiu at the last moment...

Sijiu: "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

Nangong Rang shook his head, obliterated what he had written, and wrote another line in a crooked manner: "Call Jingnv."

Sijiu: "Yes, the servant will do it now."

Today is New Year's Eve, Nangong Jingnu and Qi Yan are supposed to sleep together, but the third watch has passed but neither of them slept.

Ever since Nangong Rang fell ill, Nangong Jingnu's tears have not stopped, Qi Yan has been by her side and said some comforting words, but with little effect.

After attending the funeral of the eldest prince Nangong Ping, Nangong Jingnv seemed to have grown up a lot overnight. She had personally witnessed the fragility and impermanence of life, and she cherished the people around her even more.

Especially her father, who is over fifty years old, she remembered that she used to be angry with her father, and when she was angry, she would hold back her anger for several days and wait for her father to coax her.

Later Yafei entered the palace, and she felt that the emperor "betrayed" her mother and rarely entered the palace again. Nangong let this disease bring back all the "unfilial" memories of Nangong Jingnv.

She was very scared, even if Qi Yan hugged her, coaxed her, or even kissed her, the fear of losing her loved one could not be dispelled.

"Your Highness!" Qiu Ju's voice came from outside the hall.

Nangong Jingnv felt that her heartbeat was about to stop. She got up and walked towards the entrance of the hall, but she was overly sad because she hadn't had rice water for a day, and almost fell down.

Fortunately, Qi Yan embraced her in his arms, and she looked down at Nangong Jingnv Lihua's rainy face and red eyes, feeling a pang of pain in her heart.

"His Royal Highness, please sit down, and I will go and have a look."

Nangong Jingnv nodded, although she sat on Ba Bu's bed, her eyes kept following Qi Yan's background.

Qi Yan opened the palace door and asked: "What's the matter?"

Qiu Ju slapped a blessing: "There are people in the palace, and His Majesty has an order to invite His Highness to enter the palace immediately."

Nangong Jingnv ran over despite the dizziness when she heard the voice: "I'm going right away!"

But Qi Yan grabbed her arm, his eyes were full of pity: "I will go with Your Highness."

"it is good."

Sitting on the sedan chair, Nangong Jingnv urged her several times, and the sedan chair was jolted, so Qi Yan hugged Nangong Jingnv in his arms.

Nangong Jingnv wanted to vomit, but she couldn't vomit anything.

When they arrived at the gate of Ganquan Palace, the two were stopped by Sijiu who was waiting outside the main hall, he put the whisk in front of Qi Yan: "Your Majesty has an order, only His Royal Highness Zhen Zhen is invited to enter."

Nangong Jingnv glanced at Qi Yan guiltily and was about to say something, but Qi Yan snapped back and said, "I'm waiting for you here."

Nangong Jingnv nodded, she was worried in the end, and asked Sijiu in a begging tone: "Eunuch, the son-in-law is weak, can you let him in and wait in the middle of the night? Just stand at the door..."

After hearing this sentence, Qi Yan couldn't express what was in her heart: "Your Highness..."

Sijiu looked at Qi Yan, then at Nangong Jingnv, and put down the whisk in his hand: "Okay."

Nangong Jingnv picked up the hem of her palace dress and ran towards the inner hall, even though on the way Qi Yanqian reminded her: Today is New Year's Eve and His Majesty is sick again, don't cry when you see His Majesty...

But Nangong Jingnv saw her father, who had always loved her so much, leaning on the dragon bed with a pale face, and burst into tears.

She ran a few steps, threw herself in front of the dragon bed, and cried out, "Father!"

Nangong Rang's lips trembled, his eyes turned red, and he raised his hand to caress the top of Fu Nangong Jingnv's head. It was a married woman's hair style, with three thousand black hair coiled on top of her head.

Nangong Rang was in a trance again: Time really is not forgiving, and the daughter who I took care of and grew up has been married for two years...

Nangong Jingnv's eyes were full of tears: "Father, how are you? My son is very worried about you. Did the imperial doctor tell you the cause? When will you recover?"

Nangong Rang just raised his hand, as if he had already expected what Nangong Jingnu wanted to ask, took a stack of rice paper from the pillow, and the first piece of paper that was spread out was crooked words: I am fine, my son has nothing to worry about.The imperial doctor performed an injection for me, so I can't speak for a few days.

Nangong Jingnv sniffed and looked up at her father: "Really?"

Nangong Rang raised the corners of his mouth and nodded, patted the place beside him.

Nangong Jingnu sat on the dragon bed, Nangong asked to take away the first rice paper, and saw on the second rice paper it was written: How does the son-in-law treat you?

Nangong Jingnv's tears just stopped were about to burst again, she always felt that the scene in front of her was like a final confession, she didn't want it like this.

But he still said: "Father, don't worry, Qi Yan treats my son very well. He is obedient and doting, and I am very happy with him every day. Thank you, father, for pointing out this good marriage for my son. "

Nangong Rang sighed softly, the guilt in his eyes had just dissipated, he pushed aside this piece of rice paper, and the third piece was revealed again: I have decreed that my son's food town will be raised to [-] households, hereditary.

Nangong Jingnv was shocked: "Father? This is absolutely impossible!" The princess's family can only be passed on to three generations at most, and hereditary succession violates the etiquette system.

Nangong Rang shook his head resolutely, and took out the fourth piece of rice paper, and saw that it said: I am afraid that I will rest for a while, in my opinion, which brother of the emperor can be the supervisor of the country?

Nangong Jingnv got up and was about to kneel down, but Nangong Rang held his arm, coughed a few times, and clicked the above words with great effort.

Nangong Rang has no legitimate son, and he is dissatisfied with any of the princes. If he could choose one who stands out, he would have been established a long time ago. Why wait until today?

Before Nangong Jingnv came, he thought for a long time, and finally decided to listen to his wife's opinion.

At least she can tell which royal brother her daughter has a good relationship with. If she really has such a day, I hope that the royal brother she recommends will not forget the kindness of the past and protect her daughter well forever.