Rebirth of Naihe Junwan

In the Daliang Palace thousands of miles away, Liang Xijin was sitting at the table in a white robe trimmed with gold silk, looking down at the unfolded memorial, her brows furrowed.He put down his pen, pressed his forehead, and Defu, who had been silently bowing his head behind him, offered a cup of tea.After drinking tea, Liang Xijin felt a little better, so she asked Defu, "How about that?"

"His Royal Highness, the Emperor has already found Mr. Pei, but he was stuck in the Northern Territory because of something, and he will come back after a while." Considering that Liang Xijin was still young, Liang Jingyun did not spread the news of his injury to Daliang.

"Really?" Liang Xijin thought that Pei Huaiwen would be back soon, and joy appeared in his eyes, but when he thought that he had to wait and correct these annoying memorials, his face sank again.

Defu looked at his face carefully, and then he interrupted respectfully, "Master Qi Huan just made a report outside, saying that he wants to report something."

"Didn't you say it earlier?" Liang Xijin glanced at him, and Defu quickly lowered his head.Liang Xijin sneered, after all, it was the celebrity beside her father, Liang Xijin didn't dare to go too far, just shook her sleeves and walked out of the study.

Defu has been following behind Liang Xijin step by step. Looking at the young but steady back of the prince, he is both amazed and relieved. Thinking of the autistic, timid, gloomy and indifferent child who was abandoned by Liang Jingyun, he can't help feeling sorry for Pei Huaiwen in his heart. Gratitude and admiration arose.It is really not easy to teach the prince to look like this. Although he is too precocious, it is only natural that Liang Jingyun is also precocious since he was a child. Presumably, His Highness the prince will be able to inherit the throne well in the future.

After all, with the personality of the emperor, it is impossible to have another prince.Every time Defu looks at Liang Xijin's admiration for Pei Huaiwen, he will have the illusion that this is a family of three.

Suddenly, there was a sharp and harsh reprimand, and Liang Xijin, who was walking on the road, paused slightly, and Telford said softly: "Xiyuan is the queen's bedroom."

Hearing that, Liang Xijin turned her head slowly, looked at Defu with a half-smile, her eyes were cold, "I still need you to tell me?"

Defu closed his mouth, and saw Liang Xijin immediately lifted his foot and left. He hurried to follow, but there was still a faint shrill female voice behind him, and Defu sighed in his heart.It's because he's getting old, and he's thinking too much.How could the prince who stayed in the queen's bedroom when he was a child and was almost strangled to death before moving out could forget where the queen lived, and it seemed that the prince had a bad relationship with the queen.Defu thought of Liang Jingyun's indifference with Concubine Li when he was a child, and couldn't help thinking seriously, could this be the real fate?

Liang Jingyun also had a plan to leave Daliang. He arranged for Qi Huan and General Pei Ling to stay in the capital to assist Liang Xijin. No one else knew about Liang Jingyun's going out.During this period of time, military affairs were all handled by Pei Ling, and all affairs in the court were reviewed by Qi Huan and then handed over to Liang Xijin for decision. This could be regarded as trust in Qi Huan and Pei Ling.Especially Qi Huan, since the faction of the three princes was uprooted, the left minister was naturally cut off as a big accomplice, and the right minister also resigned and returned to his hometown soon, Liang Jingyun promoted Qi Huan, although Qi Huan's real name had not yet been given , but almost mastered the real power of the prime minister.

And this time, handing over all the affairs of the court to Qi Huan is a huge test. Naturally, Qi Huan did not dare to neglect, and came to the palace almost every day to report to Liang Xijin and inquire about his intentions. Being able to refuse is, after all, a state matter.He wanted to let go, but Qi Huan and the others would never agree, Liang Jingyun would beat him up when he came back, and Pei Huaiwen might reprimand him when he came back.Liang Xijin didn't care about anything else, she was afraid that Pei Huaiwen would be disappointed with him.

Turning around the imperial garden, Liang Xijin returned to the conference hall. He didn't like correcting memorials in the conference hall where Liang Jingyun often stayed, but preferred the study room. Of course, it was not Liang Jingyun's imperial study room, but Pei Huaiwen once taught him to read and be a man. The place of the way of the king.

Qi Huan had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Liang Xijin coming, he saluted and began to talk about the day's affairs. Both of them were busy with their affairs, and it was dusk after they finished speaking. He bid farewell and left the palace.Liang Xijin thought about going back to her study to continue correcting the memorial, and felt restless in her heart.

Telford went to get him the evening cloak and lantern, Liang Xijin walked aimlessly along the corridor, thinking about the inquiry written in the memorial that he saw today.Liang Xijin didn't know what to do with Jiang Zhiming, who had been imprisoned for five years. Liang Jingyun hated Jiang Zhiming deeply. After all, Jiang Zhiming had a hand in Pei Huaiwen's disappearance, but In the end, he still spared his life.It is also difficult to close it. Just a year ago, Master Jiang, the head of the Jiang family, could not bear to touch the pillar and died. First, the shame of betraying the master of the family overwhelmed him. A son actually wanted to rebel. Although the emperor pardoned the crimes of the Jiang family except Jiang Zhiming, the others didn't know what to think behind their backs!The second is that he has no heirs. His only son was sentenced to life imprisonment, and Mr. Jiang has no heirs.

After Mr. Jiang committed suicide, Liang Jingyun also held a funeral for him, but Jiang Zhiming was forbidden to attend the worship.Some veterans sympathized with the declining Jiang family, and couldn't bear the fact that Mr. Jiang had really cut off the incense and no successor came to ask for forgiveness of Jiang Zhiming.If the emperor saw it, he would definitely be furious again.Liang Xijin thought to herself, is there any room for pardon for such a person?

The wind at night was a bit chilly, Liang Xijin suddenly felt strange, why Telford hasn't come yet?He frowned and looked at the faint light in the distance, a gust of wind blew by again, the light in the distance faltered and finally went out.Liang Xijin thought for a while, pushed open a nearby door, groped for the oil lamp by the moonlight, and lit the lamp.The room suddenly lit up, Liang Xijin squinted her eyes to get used to it, and then took a look at the room. It was simple, dignified, low-key and luxurious, always in the style of the royal family. Liang Xijin glanced at the imperial case again, the seat trimmed with golden dragons.

He actually went to the Imperial Study Room?Liang Xijin was not worried that someone would say that he was trespassing, so he picked up the oil lamp and wanted to see what happened to Defu.But as soon as he walked to the edge of the table, the small characters on one side of the scroll caught his attention.

Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said.

This is Liang Jingyun's study, it's really weird that this kind of thing appears.Liang Xijin took a closer look and found that the picture scroll was pressed at the bottom, but it was well preserved. A side was exposed, and these four characters were written on it, and it was vertically decorated on the right side of the picture.

Liang Xijin put down the oil lamp, and carefully spread out the scroll. When he saw the person on the painting clearly, Liang Xijin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost held his breath.This is?Liang Xijin frowned. At first glance, he thought it was Pei Huaiwen, because they looked alike, but they didn't look alike, which made him unable to make a decision.

But no matter which one it is, his father is really affectionate, Liang Xijin slowly rolled up the painting with a complicated expression.He was about to put the painting back when suddenly a voice came from behind, "Did you see it?"

Liang Xijin turned his head abruptly, and he took a step back vigilantly, looking at Yang Shi who appeared behind him inexplicably.He frowned and said coldly, "Why are you here?"

Yang shi laughed, looking at the child born in October, the emotion in her eyes was obscure, "Huaijin."

Liang Xijin frowned, "Don't call me Ben Gong."

"Why? Is this the nickname I gave you? Isn't it good?" Yang said with a faint smile, "Your father said the same thing when he heard the name, but I just don't want to change it."

"Huaijin, you don't like this name just because you don't like me, so do you know why your father doesn't like it?"

Yang took a step forward and glanced at the painting in Liang Xijin's hand. Seeing that Liang Xijin's hand was holding the painting tightly, she smiled lightly and said, "Don't be nervous, put the painting down."

Liang Xijin remained motionless.

"I put that painting in. What do you think I'll do?"

Hearing what Yang said, Liang Xijin pursed her lips, and put the painting under the table, but in the next second, she saw Yang step forward to pick up the painting and spread it out. There was a strange smile on the corner of her mouth, and she pointed at the painting with her white fingers. Draw a handsome figure among the mountains and rivers, "Do you know who this is?"

Liang Xijin looked at her coldly.

Yang Shi didn't mind his silence, and said with a smile alone: ​​"This is your father's sweetheart."

Liang Xijin was stunned, "Impossible!" His father clearly liked Pei Huaiwen.

"How could you believe it? That's right, it's unbelievable that your indifferent father would actually like a man," Yang smiled, and when she pressed her white fingertips hard, the fragile paper pricked It shattered, Liang Xijin was startled, and saw that the painting was split in two.

If his father was present, he must have gone crazy.

Yang threw the painting on the ground, "He is Qi Yun, the eldest son of the Qi family who was famous in Kyoto many years ago, the late young master of the Qi family, Huai Jin is his nickname."

Liang Xijin's eyes turned cold, "You deliberately gave me this nickname?"

"Yeah, since your father doesn't like you, I'd rather he dislike you even more. It's best to think of his dead lover when he sees you."

It's a pity that Emperor Father likes Pei Huaiwen now, Liang Xijin thought in her heart.He looked at Yang Shi who was full of hatred in front of him, and suddenly felt bored in his heart. After all, he never thought about doing anything to Yang Shi, even though Yang Shi abused him and even wanted to kill him when he was young, But after all, she gave birth to him, so Liang Xijin tried not to get in touch with her, and it would be best if she didn't have to meet her for the rest of her life.That was a wise idea, as he was already bored now, seeing Yang's face was annoying.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Liang Xijin said coldly, his eyes seemed to glance out of the window.Seeing his action, Yang only smiled and said, "Don't wait, Defu won't come."

Liang Xijin was taken aback, Yang kept smiling at his expression, and seeing that he was just stern and silent, she turned around and walked out the door, "I originally wanted to kill the weeds, but it's a pity... I didn't expect that... Your father is protecting you after all."

"What did you do? What happened to Telford?"

"Don't worry about him, Defu is an old man, and I won't abuse him. As for what I'm going to do, you must have seen it clearly, do you need me to say it?" Yang stepped out of the room, Liang Xijin looked at From her back, when Yang walked out of the room, Liang Xijin saw a cyan figure appearing beside her, with thin and fair cheeks, and a cold and deep expression. The man's face was clearly Jiang Zhiming who pleaded for pardon in the memorial!This is a blatant coercion!

Liang Xijin's heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and the wide-open door was closed by the guards on the left and right. Liang Xijin knew that he was already under house arrest at this moment.

The oil lamp flickered on and off, Liang Xijin gritted her teeth, and said coldly to the air, "Aren't you coming out?"

After a moment of silence, a gust of wind blew, and the oil lamp was almost extinguished for a moment, and then a black figure appeared kneeling in front of Liang Xijin. "His Royal Highness."

"Are you left by the emperor?"

"Yes."

Thinking that this person hadn't made a move just now, Liang Xijin paused and asked, "Is there not enough manpower left by Father?"

The dark guard was silent for a while, and replied: "There are too many people in the palace and outside the palace. I can't guarantee a smooth escape. I just hope that His Highness the Crown Prince will not be impulsive. This subordinate is ordered by the Emperor to keep His Highness the Crown Prince safe." .”

"Damn it!" Liang Xijin couldn't help saying angrily. He thought of Pei Huaiwen's words that the emperor should keep calm at all times and endure humiliation, so he had no choice but to suppress his inner irritability and worry.