[Red House] Men's clothing

Situ Yue wore a scarlet thin cotton cloak, combed a golden crown, and wore a plain suit with a jade belt around his waist. He covered his nose and mouth and coughed for a while in the Zongfu prison.The jailer opened the gate, and there were three iron gates inside. The jailer verified Situ Yue's identity before letting her in. After walking a few steps, she stepped into cages filled with refined steel, where men in brocade clothes were imprisoned in embarrassment.

"Big Brother Bigger, Big Brother Bigger, I beg you, please help my younger brother, my younger brother has a fever, Bigger Brother Bigger, woohoo..."

A seven or eight-year-old boy at the prison door stretched out his hand, trying to grab Situ Yue, but the guards of Prince Rong's Mansion blocked him early on.

After all, this is Situ Yue's cousin, the kind who lives across the room.

"Look for a reliable imperial physician. Speaking of which, it is also Taizong's bloodline. Before the emperor makes an order, don't let them die if you want to live. Don't let them die if you want to die. You can't control them."

The cell boss bowed and retreated.The guard put down a chair and retreated far away.Situ Yue was sitting on a chair. In front of her was a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, sitting on a straw mat in a cage. This was Situ Chengyan who was born on the same day as Situ Yue.

The two of them were relatively silent. In the surrounding cages, there were some descendants of King Qing's line sitting or lying down, because all the sons of King Qing committed suicide, and the men here were all young. According to the law, even rebellion is very difficult Rarely can the death penalty be imposed.

Situ Yue coughed again, his face was flushed, and he looked seriously ill. Situ Chengyan, who was opposite him, smiled happily, "Why, doesn't it feel good?"

"Tai Shiling once said that a person's mortal death is either lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai. Compared with you and me, I am dead, the world is nothing, you are dead, everyone can rest assured. Brother Yan, what do you think?"

"Successful and defeated are just four words. If I become a major event, you will be the one lingering here now."

"You're right, but you didn't succeed, Brother Yan, you are a man who knows the times. If you want your son to live a good life, you know what to do."

Situ Chengyan laughed wildly, "No matter what I do, he won't feel better. If you coax those bastards over there, they still believe it. You coax me, Situ Yue, you should rest earlier, haha Ha ha......"

"You and I were born in the royal family, so we naturally know the honor and disgrace behind us. That's right, how your son, especially your son-in-law, will live in the future will naturally depend on the king's face. Even if the king doesn't say anything, the people under him will grind him. If he can go on, he will live on. If he can't bear it, he just kills himself." Situ Yue began to cough again, "I have this self-knowledge, you see, I don't have a son, if you succeed, I will learn from you Lao Tzu wiped his neck with a sword. How nice it is to come and go without worries."

"That's not necessarily true, Situ Yue. Others don't know, but of course I know. As for you, it's not certain whether you are the seed of the royal family. How could you be allowed to stay behind?"

Situ Yue looked at Situ Chengyan with great interest, "What you said seems like you know something, hehe...cough cough...cough cough..."

"You can tell just by looking at your name. The royal family, especially the one you call grandfather every day, values ​​concubines the most. As for the sons of the crown prince, the eldest son is the concubine called Chengyan, the second son is called promise, and the son of the crown prince is the son of the concubine." Although the son of the eldest son does not have a name, it also begins with the word Cheng. The only seedling in the Liuwang family is called Cheng Yue. As for you, you are not even ranked in the word "Cheng."

Situ Yue nodded, "The name is nothing. This king is the eldest son of the crown prince clearly written in the genealogy. Even if he is a sacrificial priest, this king is also ranked ahead of all uncles. He is a serious and important grandson."

"Situ Yue, when I was young, I remember clearly that there were three boys and four girls in the East Palace. The eldest daughter was born by Concubine Xu, who was arrogant and domineering. Next was the eldest son born by Zhao Liangdi, who was dull in qualifications. Then came Liu Meiren. The second daughter of the princess, who was born weak, is the third son and third daughter of the crown princess, the second son of Cha Meiren, and the fourth daughter of an unnamed court lady. Tell me, you are that No. [-] person? Who is your biological mother?"

Situ Yue remained silent.

"Falsely, you Xibei really think that you are the eldest son of the crown prince if you can enter the Taimiao? Hehe, the eldest son of the crown prince has long been turned into ashes."

"You're right, he turned into ashes, just like his parents, mixed together, don't know which one belongs to him and which one belongs to the crown prince, Cheng Yan, what happened back then made you proud, right?" Right? Unknowingly, the crown prince has disappeared like this, very proud and happy, now you can’t wait any longer, right?”

Cheng Yan's mouth was closed.

"Chengyan, it was right for your father and uncle to commit suicide. Unfortunately, you don't have this chance. Come and bring him out. The king will torture him severely."

Situ Yue came to the lobby of the General Mansion. Because of King Qing's rebellion, the cowardly King Chu handed over the position of Zong Ling, and the emperor changed hands and gave the genealogy to Situ Yue. Now that she is weak, she turned over in the lobby. Looking through the genealogy, I saw that the name "Situ Qiao, the owner of Xihe County" was appended under my name, and I looked at the ranking of the family, and it was frighteningly thin.Situ Yue laughed, closed the family tree, and returned to the palace in a sedan chair.

She continued to recuperate and avoided the disputes in the court. The emperor said not long ago that he wanted the Zen throne, but he didn't say who would be the next emperor. The princes and grandchildren looked at everyone as enemies, and the capital was strange and terrifying.

My precious daughter, Qiao Qiao, is now eating complementary food. She is round and round, holding her hands together. Mrs. Zhao can't hold her. In addition, the weather is cold, and the two of them are nestled in the house without moving. Qiao Qiao sees her every day Putting everything in her mouth, Princess Zhao watched the wet nurse feeding Qiao Qiao and eating egg custard. It was getting dark, and Situ Yue came back wobbly.

Qiao Qiao hurriedly got up, swayed her small body and threw herself into her arms.

"Our girl is heavy again, and the father can't hold her anymore."

Concubine Zhao was very distressed when she saw it, and quickly asked the nurse to bring Qiao Qiao back. Seeing Situ Yue took off his big clothes and lay on the kang, she hurriedly told what happened at home today.

"I thought, the eldest princess is an elder, so I went out to meet her. Who knows, she didn't say anything else. She just said to send you a box of things, and even said it was a relic. I didn't pick it up or not. , I finally accepted it, it’s been ups and downs outside recently, and there’s a lot to say, for a few days in a row, our family has received posts that can put several baskets, my lord, how should we deal with this in the future?”

"A family of three, except for our girl, the two adults fell ill and refused. We have to recuperate and change clothes all day long to meet guests. What do relatives and relatives matter? They may not be optimistic about us, they are just I just don't want to offend anyone."

Situ Yue's illness was not cured, so he dragged his sick body to the household department. After a busy business trip, it was already night, and he caught a cold on the way back. Situ Yue went to court in a daze. From the low-ranking people at the gate to the high-ranking people under the throne expressing their opinions, Situ Yue only felt the surroundings were buzzing, shook a few times, and passed out.

When he woke up, he was still in the Chongzheng Palace. The emperor looked at Situ Yue with a worried face, "Hey, you don't know how to take care of yourself when you are young. Now, it's not too late to mend the dead sheep. I have already ordered you to use the tonic in the future. From my private treasury, I have a few good ginseng, eating that every day is good for your health."

Some people say that the nutrition of ginseng is not as good as radish, and the nutrition of bird’s nest is not as good as vermicelli.

Sure enough, according to the imperial physician's prescription, Situ Yue's illness gradually recovered. As the year approached, Situ Yue summoned officials from the Ministry of Households for several days, but people from the Ministry of Officials often came. To come back to congratulate, Situ Yue replied one by one. The emperor planned to take the throne on the first day of the Lunar New Year. There were so many officials who applied for it, so Situ Yue was distressed for a while.

In addition, the Ministry of Officials will evaluate officials at the end of the year. This is an evaluation related to the promotion of officials. It is a matter that attracts the attention of tens of millions of people.So much so that at midnight, Situ Yue was still burning oil and wasting wax. Even though he couldn't open his eyelids, he insisted on doing what should be done today. If he had a little time, he would Do some things for tomorrow, after all, if you do today's things today, you won't have to work too hard tomorrow if you do a little more tomorrow.

Situ was so sleepy that he drank a few cups of strong tea, and an official from the household department in charge of inventory came up with a box.

"My lord, this is the item handed over by the Imperial Merchant this year."

Situ Yue put down the teacup and took a look at the box. Generally speaking, officials seldom bring things to the hall for Situ Yue to look at. After all, most things cannot be handled by a minister himself.

"What?"

"The palace flowers handed over by the Xue family in Jinling, an imperial merchant in the south of the Yangtze River. According to the rules of buying in the palace, the palace flowers are divided into the palace flowers of the masters and the palace flowers of the palace ladies. The palace flowers of the masters are mainly made of gauze of various colors, decorated with Glass, gemstones, etc., with a diameter of one inch..."

Situ Yue interrupted him, "What happened to this palace flower?"

"The size and material are wrong. It's too degrading for the masters, and it's too gorgeous for the maids."

It's just a palace flower, Situ admired him so much, "Give it to the maids, it's not a pity to make it, let them remake some for the master's ladies, hurry up, if the Xue family can't do it well, it won't be a pity in the next year." Don’t use it anymore, just get the qualifications of the Imperial Merchant directly.”

Situ Yue watched the officials take away a few boxes of womb flowers with a few clerks, the idea of ​​drowsiness completely disappeared, he used a small silver spoon to get some water on the inkstone, picked up the ink ingot and began to grind the ink, and began to think about it in his mind Seeing those people I met today and what they said, I recalled bit by bit. At the critical moment of the emperor's Zen position, even though I knew I had no chance, I had to be cautious in my words and deeds.

The author has something to say: I just got off the train, and now I am sleepy, and I like not falling asleep until I get home.