I know I was wrong

Yan Shirong woke up in the Jiaofang Palace where Empress Deming lived before.

Seeing that he woke up, the palace people wept with joy.

Yan Shirong glanced around, and found that the palace people were still the same as before, and the scenery was still the same as before.

The palace people here all watched him grow up, seeing him become so sick, they all cried silently for several times.

There was a rumbling sound from outside, it turned out that Chunhui, the eldest maid in the palace, pushed a wheelchair.Just as Yan Shirong wanted to say that it was not the case, she supported the bed with both hands, but her legs did not keep up.Only then did he realize that after the poison was released this time, the poison had entered all limbs and bones, and his legs could no longer exert strength.

The faces of the palace people were very depressed, Yan Shirong was bright and lively when he was young, who in the palace would not boast or love him, he was not only the darling of the empress, but also the treasure of the whole palace.Such a good person has become like this, and everyone is crying.

Yan Shirong got into the Limu wheelchair and asked them, "Where's Chenggui?"

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Gui entered the hall with the soup in his hands: "Master, I'm here, I'm here!"

Yan Shirong glanced at them, the palace people scattered and retreated, and Chenggui accompanied Yan Shirong to talk.

"Where is Xue Cuo?"

Chenggui glanced at Yan Shirong and sighed: "Commander Xue has been dismissed and imprisoned in Wusheng Prison."

Yan Shirong's mind went blank, he didn't care much, he hurriedly pushed the wheel and said, "I'm going to find him!"

Seeing that Yan Shirong was about to struggle to get out of the wheelchair, Cheng Gui hurriedly pushed him down, "Master, you can't go."

"Why?"

Chenggui hesitated and dared not answer, but after glancing at Yan Shirong's face, he had no choice but to say truthfully: "Commander Xue made great efforts to cut down the vassals, and the emperor agreed. Who would have thought that all the vassals joined forces to rebel and proposed to take the side of the Qing emperor, and the courtiers all joined hands to participate in his tyranny and injustice. Killing Zhongliang... Now everyone is looking forward to the execution of the emperor's commander Xue!"

Yan Shirong's face was pale, and he leaned heavily on the back of the chair as if he had lost his center of gravity.

This is Yan Qing's plan.

Threatening Xue Cuo to cut down the feudal clan, but the feudal king's foundation is entrenched. He knew that cutting the feudal clan would not succeed at this time, but this time he can explore their reality.

Someone has to do this kind of thing, and Xue Cuo is Yan Qing's knife.

Xue Cuo didn't just propose, he also deployed military defenses, thinking that he would be able to fight against him in a few days, but he didn't realize that this was just a touchstone for Yan Qing.The failure of cutting down the vassals this time, the morale of the vassal kings is high, and they will be less vigilant, thinking that the temples are just useless straw bags. The Qing Dynasty was full of wings, and no longer looked down on those feudal kings, and flattening the feudal clan was just as easy as pie.

And the vassal kings didn't know the strength of the army in Beijing for a while. The so-called Qing emperor's side was just unable to swallow his breath and wanted to kill the majesty of the court.What they were sure of was that Yan Qing would execute Xue Cuo, so it could be regarded as the emperor's compromise to them.

Biansheng Manchao couldn't see the reason, but no one spoke for Xue Cuo and helped the feudal king to impeach him.

Xue Cuo alone will not cause public anger, but he is the commander of Zuo Zhengsi.Since Zuo Zhengsi was established by Emperor Taizu, countless bloody storms have been caused, and he, Xue Cuo, is the instigator of the bloody storms in the eyes of everyone.

It should not be left alone, because he is the commander of Zuo Zhengsi and the leader of the organization that is full of fear.

So he can only die.

Yan Shirong's hand hit Li Mu on the wheelchair heavily, making a muffled sound, but he couldn't help it.

He didn't know why Yan Qing had such deep hatred for Xue Cuo. He obviously supported and used him, but in a blink of an eye he pushed him down the mire, into the fire pit, and sent him to die.

Although his feet were inconvenient after being poisoned this time, his chest was not as tight as before, probably because Yan Qing sent someone to treat him.Not letting him die shows that there are other uses for keeping him.

It's just that Yan Shirong didn't know how long he could live.

A long time ago, the genius doctor of rejuvenation had told her not to leave the medicine for too long.His medicine is his life-extending pill. Under the careful conditioning of the rejuvenation doctor these years, he will be cured after taking the medicine for a year and a half.Even if the body is poor, it is better than being tortured by illness.

However, rejuvenation fell into the hands of Yan Qing, and the pills he left behind were probably running out, and Yan Qing would not give them to him so easily.What's more, he didn't know whether the rejuvenation medicine would still work for him after nearly a year of delay.The poison has been sent out four times, and his poison has penetrated into the veins of his body. I don't know if he can open his eyes again when he closes his eyes next time.

Just as he was thinking, Yan Qing opened the door and came in.

Warm coals were lit in the palace, and the room was filled with warmth.It was only when he came in that he lifted up the thick fur curtain, and the north wind slammed into it fiercely, so he knew how cold it was outside.

Yan Qing drank a cup of hot tea brought by the palace servants, the heating scalded his stomach, and only then did he slightly drive away the cold air outside.Yan Qing looked at Yan Shirong with a gentle face and said, "I'm afraid it will snow, but Jiaofang Palace is still as warm as before."

This is about their childhood.

Because of the death of Yan Qing and Zhuo Ling's biological mother, they were sent to Empress Deming's palace to be raised together.

The emperor didn't have much affection for his wife, on the contrary he doted on Empress Deming deeply and made a virtuous couple.

Empress Deming didn't live here originally, but because she was afraid of the cold, the emperor built a more expansive and gorgeous greenhouse hall for her here, imitating the Jiaofang Hall of Han Dynasty. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, and the concubines are very envious.

Jiaofang Palace is like spring all the year round, and Empress Deming's favorite peach tree is planted in the backyard.Every year when the first branch of peach blossom comes out, it must have fallen into the Jiaofang Palace. Empress Deming took her three children to pray for the prosperity of the peach blossom in the future.

The three children are Zhuo Ling, Yan Qing and Xue Cuo.

As for Yan Shirong... She didn't make any plans.

Empress Deming looked at his delicate and protruding eyebrows and eyes, and only hoped that he would be an upright son. In the future, he would not use his identity to do some gossip, and the preschool education should be strictly controlled.

Every winter, she takes good care of the inside and outside of the Jiaofang palace. The palace is already warm enough, but she thinks it is not enough. She is afraid that the children will catch cold, so the brazier and stove are placed tightly.If anyone sneezes in front of her, she will pinch his nose and pour warm soup for the next three days.

Not long after Empress Deming died of illness, the emperor also died. Yan Shirong remembered that his father finally came to Jiaofang Palace, and ordered Yan Shirong to pick a peach blossom from a peach branch to share with him.

It's a pity that the peach blossoms were not yet in bloom at that time, and there was only one flower bone on the peach branch, so the emperor held the peach branch and closed his eyes contentedly.

When the near minister announced the emperor's death, the peach branch was so smoked by the heating that its petals bloomed.But there was only that one flower, which was buried alone with the emperor.

The past events appeared in front of Yan Shirong's eyes one by one. He closed his eyes and thought that he was actually just a peach branch that was randomly folded in the hands of the emperor. In the cold wind.

"What are you thinking?" He heard Yan Qing ask softly.

Yan Shirong opened his eyes, looked at Yan Qing, and shook his head slowly.

I don't know if he heard it wrong, but Yan Qing's words contained some grievances and reproaches, mixed in the warm wind, but it was hard to tell: "You always don't want to say anything to me."

Yan Shirong pushed the wheelchair two steps forward, looked up at Yan Qing: "Then I have something to say to Brother Huang."

Yan Qing looked down at him, at the small mole between his eyebrows, at his full eyebrows, at his delicate and small lips that should have been bright red but turned white due to serious illness, Yan Qing said in a deep voice: "You explain."

"I beg the emperor to let Xue Cuo go."

"It's absolutely impossible."

"Why?"

Yan Qing walked behind Yan Shirong, put his hands on the back of the wheelchair, and gently pushed the wheelchair up, with thin lips almost cruelly said: "He is just a dog of the Yan family."

"A begging dog."

"A dog is not worthy of a master's plea."

Yan Shirong frowned, not allowing others to say a word about Xue Cuo: "He is not!"

Yan Qing didn't push anymore, Liu Yan faced the brazier with a sneer and said with a sneer: "I said he is, so he is. He is, Xue Lin is, the entire Xue family and Yan's family are nothing more than dogs."

Even facing the warmest place, Yan Shirong's body still couldn't help but feel cold. When mentioning the Xue family, Yan Shirong was still full of debts: "Obviously the Xue family did not cross the border at that time, why did the emperor insist on getting rid of them?"

"At that time, he still couldn't make up his mind. It was I who went to the Anmin Hall for three days and made the decision for him. Because he is the emperor, the vassals can't cut it, so they had to cut down the nobles of the Jingmen. Because he is a father, he knows the time There are not many, so I want to pave the way for my son." Yan Qing smiled and glanced at Yan Shirong, as if laughing at his innocence, "If you are not in a high position, you will never be able to understand the mind of the superior. Just as he is a father, he loves you deeply, Before I died, I gave you a lot of life-saving talismans, lest I will plot against you in the future!"

Pingwang brought dim sum, and he couldn't help sighing when he heard the two brothers say such things openly, the dim sum was not brought in after all.

Yan Shirong raised his head suddenly, the charcoal in the brazier was burnt scarlet, making the sound of peeling.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing still remembered this matter.

The emperor gave Yan Shirong a secret decree so that Yan Qing could not manipulate him at will; he gave Yan Shirong a jade talisman so that he could protect himself; Save your life.

Yan Qing pretended not to know, this act lasted for five years.

As if thinking of something, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile, and he said in a sinister voice: "Xue Cuo is no different from a dog at this moment, do you want to go and see him?"

Yan Shirong was trembling with anger, the tip of his nose was sore, he hurriedly said: "I'm going!"

Yan Qing glanced back at him: "Then you go, see how that dog wags its tail and begs for mercy, and see if your liking is worth it!"

Yan Shirong's eyes lit up instantly, and he recruited Cheng Gui to push the wheelchair for him. People who have hope are always in better spirits.

Because of Yan Qing's presence, Chenggui couldn't show too much joy, so he hesitated and said, "Is it okay?"

This question was asked by Yan Qing.

Yan Qing flicked his sleeves: "Just go for half an hour and show your master how the dog in prison begged for mercy!"

When leaving the palace gate, pieces of white catkins were blown by the wind, Yan Shirong stretched out his hand, and a piece of it fell lightly on his palm.

As soon as it falls down, it turns into a small trace of mottled crystal clear water.

Yan Shirong murmured: "It's snowing."

His eyes are brighter than the snow that has been easily melted by falling hands, his brows and eyes are curved, and he smiles like a child.

Chenggui nodded: "Yes, sir."

Yan Shirong was sitting in a wheelchair, watching the snowflakes falling from the four corners of the palace walls, one after another, getting bigger and bigger, spinning and spinning, and the red walls and green tiles became clear.

"Quick! Quick! It's snowing! I'm going to see Xue Cuo!"

Cheng Gui squinted at Qingtian's goose feather, and responded briskly: "Yes!"

The author has something to say: Xiao Xie came out and was beaten!

Let me tell you about her! &%￥*&%￥...

After finishing speaking, she said that she knew she was wrong, and she wrote a sweet article in the next book, and she never wanted to be beaten again! (sound of survival)

Sure enough, when I write a little bit longer, the rhythm is out of my control.Learn from the lessons in the future, one chapter abuses and three chapters are sweet, so I won’t be so sloppy at the end, I want to distinguish it carefully and hammer the author Liao!

Hey, I hope that every book will improve, just a little bit of progress will be fine.

Thanks to the little girl for the fat house water, thanks to Tiefan and Yinzhi's painting of Lei, thank you for reading the article and my silly fufu, huh!