Reverse Junhou

Jingyang Zhaoyi gave birth to the ninth son of the emperor in Yongping 27, but died of dystocia.Emperor Jingyang thought that she was gentle and comfortable during her lifetime, and this time she conceived a son for her merits, so she was conferred the title of Zhengyixian Concubine and bestowed a burial in the imperial mausoleum.

Before Jingyang Zhaoyi died, he intended to adopt his youngest son to Yuegui. Yuegui was Jingyang Zhaoyi's sister in the palace. His father was the deputy general of General Jingyang.Emperor Jingyang originally wanted to hand over the old man to the empress to raise him himself, but seeing Jingyang Zhaoyi begging so hard, he couldn't bear it, so he agreed.Considering the residence environment of the nine sons of the emperor, Emperor Jinyang promoted Mrs. Yue to the position of concubine not long after, and a lot of equipment in the palace was also added.

When Emperor Jingyang took General Jingyang's daughter as his concubine, he considered using her as a hostage to guard against the self-respect of Zhenbei soldiers.The second is because I heard that Miss Jingyang looks elegant and elegant, which is very different from the beauty in the palace who is shy and beautiful, so I am quite curious.When Jingyang Zhaoyi first entered the palace, she was favored by the emperor, and she gave birth to the fifth son within a year after entering the palace.It's a pity that Jingyang Zhaoyi has been in and out since then, putting away her once cheerful and lively temperament.Emperor Jingyang gradually felt bored, and the empress put pressure on him, so he didn't go to Renming Palace often.

However, because of General Jingyang's repeated victories, the voices of the people to ask for credit and rewards for the Zhenbei Army are getting louder and louder.General Jingyang wrote several times to ask the emperor to issue an order to expand the Zhenbei Army.Emperor Jingyang was apprehensive in his heart, and suppressed the memorials from the Zhenbei Mansion, but repeatedly promoted Jingyang Zhaoyi to the position of the first of the nine concubines before his death, to show the emperor's favor.

After Jingyang Zhaoyi passed away, the imperial court sent an obituary to the Zhenbei General's Mansion.Half a month later, the palace received a reply from Zhenbei Prefecture, saying that General Jingyang had invited him to Beijing to mourn his daughter.

It is normal for a father to mourn for a daughter, not to mention that General Jingyang is a white-haired man sending a black-haired man, how can people not be moved by it.But the ministers of the DPRK and China quarreled violently in the early court because of this matter.

"I don't think it's appropriate," Chang Shenguan said. "Although there has been no fighting in the north of the town for many days, if the general leaves Yandang Pass, the Yanqu Department may take advantage of the relaxation of the border defenses in the north of the town and send spies to infiltrate Dafu. This is no longer the case. For the first time, I’m afraid we need to think carefully.”

Chang Shenguan turned blue when he heard a disdainful chuckle from behind him.Liu Yanzhong, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, saw that the emperor was staring at him, so he slowly withdrew his smile, stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Comrades, you may wish to think carefully about how strict the internal military discipline of the Zhenbei Army is. If the general goes south for a few days, he will relax his defenses." , the Zhenbei Army would not be known as the 'Tongbi Army'. I believe that if the general goes south, it is not the Zhenbei Army that is lax, but the Yanqu Department. If the general makes good arrangements, the Zhenbei will be built. It may be a good time to lure the snake out of the hole by giving the false impression that the leader's departure from the country is unstable."

Emperor Jingyang stroked his beard and pondered, he seemed to think that Liu Yanzhi's words were justified.

Seeing Liu Yanzhong's speech, the rest of the ministers did not step forward to argue.This Mr. Liu is the number one scholar in the 20th year of Yongping, and His Majesty prefers to be the next scholar of the Imperial Academy.Moreover, this person is very good at reasoning, if he stands up to argue with him, I am afraid that he will be refuted to pieces.

Seeing that no one answered, Emperor Jingyang asked the person standing at the front of the crowd in a gentle voice, "What's your opinion?"

It was only then that everyone realized that Wen Xiang was the most influential person in the court.His Majesty listened to them talking about the last round, but it was not worth a word from this brother-in-law.

Seeing Emperor Jingyang questioning herself, Wen Shizhen just cupped her hands slightly, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "I don't have much advice. However, I have a concern. Years ago, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was overjoyed. His Majesty had not yet summoned General Yandong to the capital. Now he summoned General Jingyang to the capital because of a funeral. , will there be grudges over there in Yandong?"

There were voices of chorus one after another in the hall, and they all said that the prime minister was thoughtful.Liu Yanzhong frowned.This Wen Shizhen was not complaining about Yan Dong, but just reminding the emperor to treat everyone equally.

The implication of Wen Shizhen's words was that his nephew didn't call his in-laws to Beijing when he got married, and now he shouldn't have called General Zhenbei back for the funeral of a concubine in the harem.

Liu Yan watched the Emperor Jingyang above him without any trace, and saw that the emperor also frowned, and the jade wrench on his knuckles struck the dragon chair, making crisp and clear sounds.

Except for Wen Shizhen, everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to make a sound.

After a while, Emperor Jingyang said slowly, "Miao'er, that is a great joy, and the future will be long. The Jingyang incident is a separation between heaven and man. Let them meet father and daughter for the last time."

All the ministers bowed their heads and said "Yes", and then someone shouted "Your Majesty's great kindness", and all the ministers knelt down and kowtowed one after another.

There was no expression on Wen Shizhen's face, she just cupped her hands slightly: "Your Majesty is very kind."

The crown prince was overjoyed to accept his concubine, and Guangyang is forbidden to do funeral affairs for half a year.After the death of Zhaoyi in Jingyang, Wenxue Zhaori accompanied the prince to study in the prince's mansion, and he hadn't entered the palace for a long time, so he didn't know how Zhao Fengci was doing now.I only heard that Jingyang Zhaoyi's coffin was still parked in Renming Palace, and His Highness the Fifth Highness kept vigil for his mother and concubine every day at night.

"By the way, the court lady from Jingyang Zhaoyi, named Si Lu, how is she doing now?" Wen Xuechao asked Wen Lan.

That grand maid applied medicine to herself every day, and told herself a lot of interesting stories about His Royal Highness, Wen Xuechao didn't want to hear news of her accident.

"That Silu is doing well now. The little eunuch told me that she was transferred to work in Concubine Yue's Palace, and she was responsible for taking care of His Highness Ninth Prince. Now she is still the eldest palace maid." Wen Lan said hastily.

Wen Xuechao nodded. On a scorching summer day, Wen Xuechao was lying lazily in the yard and served by servants, looking at ease.He sat on the cool chair in the backyard of Wenfu, eating iced grapes brought in from the Western Regions one by one, and let Wenlan pinch his shoulders and beat his back.Besides Wen Lan, there was also a little maid massaging his ankle.

Wen Xuechao originally felt that this move was too dandy, but Wen Lang said that this was a prostitute he had specially found among the people, and he had passed down a set of superb massage skills from his ancestors.Wen Xuechao tried it, and it was indeed extremely comfortable, so she let the little maid fiddle with it.

Wen Lan was called to do something by the housekeeper halfway, so Wen Xuechao waved her hand and let Wen Lan go out.

The little maid was gently pressing her ankle with her hand, with moderate strength and skillful technique.Wen Xuechao closed her eyes and enjoyed it comfortably.

Suddenly, the figure of Zhao Fengci riding a horse appeared in Wen Xuechao's mind.It was an autumn day a year ago. When he and His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince were running horses, he felt chest tightness and discomfort. After getting off the horse, he vomited. Later, he was sent back to the mansion in a daze. After waking up, the memory of that day at the racecourse was blurred. .

At this moment, that vague memory became clear.

He finally remembered that day when he was drunk and let go of the rope, His Highness the Fifth Prince turned over and jumped onto his horse, stabilizing the fast-moving Bing Tao, and stretched out his hands to support his precarious body.

He leaned on Zhao Fengci's shoulder, and Zhao Fengci held his waist, for fear that he would fall off the horse if he was not careful.He felt the warm chest and beating heart under the clothes of His Highness the Fifth Highness.He opened his mouth to say something, His Highness then bent down to listen carefully.He moved his mouth to Zhao Fengci's ear, and murmured to Zhao Fengci.

He saw His Highness Fifth's earlobe reddened, and heard His Highness Fifth's forbearance and rapid breathing.

A faint musky smell emanated from Zhao Fengci's body, and he was dizzy from the smell. When his blood surged, he wanted to raise his head and bite Zhao Fengci's earlobe.

The smell of musk, musk... Wen Xuechao, who was drowsy, suddenly realized that something was wrong. Why did Zhao Fengci smell musk on his body?

He shook his head, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that the little maid who was massaging his ankle was lying on his chest with half-failed clothes, and most of his robe had been untied.

Seeing that Wen Xuechao woke up suddenly, the little maid stopped her movements for a moment, and looked at Wen Xuechao in panic.

A moment later, the little maid seemed to have a sudden reaction. She hurriedly pulled up her clothes, rolled down Wen Xuechao's body, knelt on the ground and began to kowtow.

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, my servant, but my servant is just a ghost, my lord, my lord, my servant was spared." The little maid cried.

"This musk is the first-class product in Huizhou, but not everyone can get it." Wen Xuechao closed his robe, and said coldly, "Who are you instructed to bring here quickly."

The little maid just kowtowed her head and trembled all over her body.

"If you die and don't call me, I will drag the person you like in front of you, and castrate him in front of you and send him to the palace as a eunuch." Wen Xuechao said, "If you tell the truth, I will be satisfied Now, maybe I can do some beautiful things for adults.”

The little maid looked at the expressionless Wen Xuezhao in a panic, and begged bitterly: "Slave, I'll recruit you now!"

"The slave is... The slave was instructed by the third lady to do such a nasty thing to the young master. The slave was originally a prostitute of the Qingfeng Medical Center in the east of the city, and the waiter of the Tathagata Restaurant was the slave's friend. A few days ago, Master Lang In the Tathagata Restaurant, the servant was drinking and making trouble. The servant Xianghao stepped forward to persuade him, and accidentally broke Master Lang's jade wish. Master Lang took him into Wen's mansion, saying that he was going to be lynched. The servant knelt in front of the mansion for a day and a night, begging Lang The young master opened the door. Unexpectedly, I met the third lady at the door. She gave the slave a bottle of musk, saying that it was for aphrodisiac, and asked the slave to find the young master. If it is successful, she will let the slave out of the house..."

After hearing what the little maid said, Wen Xuechao couldn't help but sneered, with a bit of contempt in her tone: "Wen Lang's wine bag and rice bag would not be able to do such a twists and turns. It really was instructed by the third aunt."

Wen Xuechao knew what the three wives were thinking.Wen Lang is the concubine son of Wen Shizhen and his concubine, like the other concubine sons in the mansion, he plays with things and loses his mind on weekdays, and there is no trouble.But the son of the third wife is a little different.The children of the aristocratic family disdain to associate with him, so he uses the name of the Wen family to run rampant in the neighborhood of Guangyangdu, picking the weak and the weak to bully.Because Wen Lang is also the son of Wenfu, even though the common people in the market hate him deeply, they have been helpless.

The third lady sent someone to prescribe medicine to her today, probably because she was jealous that she was still in full swing, and she couldn't sit still.If he followed her way today, he might end up with the reputation of being a scumbag.It's not a small matter if it is spread to the father's ears, but if it is spread outside the house, even the prince's face will be lost by himself.

It seems that this time the third lady is going to be pulled down completely, to give power to those who have different opinions in the mansion.

Wen Xuechao walked up to the trembling little maid, squatted down, and whispered something in her ear.The little maid was dumbfounded after hearing this, and trembled even more: "Slave, I'm afraid that I will reveal my secrets and miss the important matter of the young master..."

"It's okay, you just need to do what I say." Wen Xuechao blinked, "After the matter is completed, I will send you and your girlfriend to the south. My nurse has some fields in Luzhou Industry, you can go and settle down together."

The little maid thanked Wen Xuechao for her kindness. She insulted Mr. Wen today, and Mr. Wen not only didn't care about it, but even pointed out a bright way for her.It is said in the public that this Mr. Wen's appearance is first-class in the world, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved.

Thinking of this, the little maid had some doubts in her heart, she asked a little timidly: "Master, why did you know that this matter is related to the slave's friendship from the beginning?"

Wen Xuechao fed himself a chilled grape: "When the girl was riding me just now, I saw a concentric knot tied around your waist. A concentric knot is a token of love, and only those who are eternally concentric can wear it. If your heart It depends on me, why did you never take off this love token when you were doing Wushan. If you have been united with others forever, why did you come to entangle with me, so this matter must be related to your forever united person .”

The little maid seemed to suddenly realize it, and blushed suddenly.She kowtowed to Wen Xuechao a few more times before leaving hastily.

When Wen Lan came back, he saw that his son was still lying on the cool chair, throwing stones into the pool in all kinds of loneliness.He looked a little annoyed, with a hint of disappointment on his face.

Wen Xuechao stared at the sinking stone, feeling a little resentful.Why did I dream of the plump, swallow-thin Meijiao Niang when I took the medicine, but the Fifth Highness who always had a serious face?