Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

At night, the harem of the imperial city was quiet and peaceful. Several palace guards yawned so sleepy, leaning against the gateposts, drowsy.

A court lady walked quickly along the corridor with a palace lantern, heading towards Yuyou Palace.

Currently living in Yuyou Palace is the beauty Concubine Yan who was presented to Emperor Yuan'an by the Southern Tribe on New Year's Eve. In the past two months, Emperor Yuan'an loved her and stayed in Yuyou Palace almost every day.

I didn't come today.

The palace maid lightly knocked on the palace door three times.

There were no lights in the hall, but the rustling sound of getting up could be heard.

After a while, the door opened, and a hand was stretched out to pull the maid in.

The gate of the palace was closed tightly, and the beautiful woman's face was reflected in the moonlight. She looked tight, she only wore a coat casually, and inside was a thin and clear inner garment, which outlined an exquisite figure. Her skin was delicate and fair, and she looked like a beauty. Jade.

Qing Yan asked the maid, "Is Your Highness finally planning to do something?"

The maid was a dumb woman and could not read. She nodded and took out a letter and a few packs of medicine powder from her sleeve pocket.

The envelope was sealed with wax and had not been opened.

Seeing that Qingyan took the things, the maid went to light the lamp on the table, found a copper basin, put it beside Qingyan, and stood there with her hands down, waiting for instructions.

Qing Yan sat in front of the table, opened the letter, read it carefully, memorized it silently, then lit it, put it in the copper basin, and asked the maid to take it out until she saw the paper turned into ashes with her own eyes.

Yuyou Palace returned to peace.

Except for the palace examination, Han Shiqing only entered the palace once with Han Jingyu when he was 12 years old, and was beaten with a board for insulting the prince.

Now that time has passed, he entered the palace again as the prince and grand teacher, but those princes from the past are gone, only the blood of Emperor Yuan'an remains.

In February, the weather has warmed up, and the winter jasmine flowers that can be seen along the road in the palace have emerged in clusters of small flower buds, just about to bloom.

The palaces and pavilions are resplendent and resplendent. Looking up, even the tops of the corridors are carved with fine and repeated patterns, and the green plants in the palace are also trimmed neatly, looking thriving.

But Han Shiqing knew that just seven years ago, a purge incident turned the entire palace into a hell on earth, the soil was soaked in blood, and wailing spread throughout the corridors. It was a record erased by history books, but it was the entire Jiang family. A fact that everyone in the dynasty understands.

Put yourself in the shoes of Jiang Yu, if he were Jiang Yu, he would hate him, and he would be unwilling.

How could he blame him?

Therefore, in the end, it was a retaliation for a retaliation. Emperor Yuan'an was unwilling to let go of his compatriot brother, and what he faced would not be a smiling face, but a butcher's knife.

"Grand Master Han, please." Fudehai brought Han Shiqing to the East Palace and respectfully invited him in.

Fudehai is now a popular person around Emperor Yuan'an, and almost all the requests of Emperor Yuan'an are conveyed by this great eunuch. Even if he didn't go to the early court, the ministers' papers were collected by Fudehai and handed over to Emperor Yuan'an .

And this Fude Hai is kind on the outside, but in fact has a deep scheming heart, greets people with a smile, and has done a lot of stabbing in the back.

Han Shiqing entered the Prince's Hall and met with the Prince.

Seeing the handsome young prince, I felt a little dazed for a moment.

In his previous life, he had nothing to do with the prince. He only knew that when Jiang Yu proclaimed himself emperor, he put all the sons of Emperor Yuan'an under house arrest. Later, the prince died of illness and was only 21 years old when he died.

Knowing the ending of the other party, Han Shiqing pursed his lips, somewhat feeling sorry for the little boy who was only ten years old in front of him.

Although Han Shiqing had never taught anyone, he was also a student of Lu Deshen, a famous teacher in Yong'an City, so it didn't take much effort to speak.

After about one hour of lessons for the little prince, it was time for the prince to have lunch.

Han Shiqing didn't intend to stay, so he resigned.

He didn't want to have too much interaction with the prince, lest he would be unbearable in the future.

Fudehai saw these things in his eyes, and probably had an idea in his heart.

The next few months passed safely, Emperor Yuan'an didn't take the initiative to find him, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

Han Shiqing breathed a sigh of relief.

It just seems that Jiang Yu has become more busy during this period, thinking that it is a matter of military status, and Han Shiqing still wants to help him.

Jiang Yu refused with a smile, saying that Lin Shicheng had already arranged everything for him.

Han Shiqing felt strange. After all, he didn't think that Lin Shicheng, a fifth-rank official, could solve the affairs of the household department and the military department without the eyes of the right minister and the left minister.

However, in September, after his father Han Jingyu received the wedding invitation from Liu Wanghai, Minister of the Household Department, he understood everything.

Lin Shicheng and Liu Yao are engaged.

Thinking of what Lin Shicheng said to him half a year ago, Han Shiqing felt a little cold in his heart.

At the engagement banquet, he pulled Lin Shicheng aside and asked him if he wanted to treat Liu Yao sincerely.

Lin Shicheng's eyes flickered, he sipped his drink, but he replied, "Maybe."

This is a feeling that even he himself doesn't know.

This reminded Han Shiqing of his third sister Han Yunchang, who had no relationship with Emperor Yuan'an, and stayed alone in the empty room for almost a long time after entering the palace.

He couldn't see happiness on Third Sister's face.

What happened to Lin Shicheng touched him a lot.

Because Han Jingyu and He Yiran are very affectionate, Han Shiqing wanted to marry a girl he loved and loved him since he was a child.

Later, when he met Jiang Yu, he felt that men were fine, as long as they liked each other.

Betrayed by Jiang Yu, he thought that he was entrusted to someone who was not human, and before he died, he felt that his life was so unfortunate.

now...

Is he right now?

In the spring of the 80th year of the old calendar, Jiang Yu was recruited into the army, packed his bags, took the bronze mirror and the picture of Wang Ba that Han Shiqing gave him, and headed for the northern border.

He didn't ask Han Shiqing why he didn't weave him a thin blanket this time.

Because he knew that the relationship between the two was not as peaceful as he thought.

He could feel that Shi Qing was still wary of him, so he tried not to advance the affairs of the past, and he didn't ask for anything. He only hoped that Han Shiqing would stand in front of the gate of Yong'an City and wait for him to come back in triumph. give him a hug.

This is enough.

After Jiang Yu successfully arrived at the northern border, he sent a letter to Han Shiqing.

It has been a month since the letter arrived in Han Shiqing's hands.

In the study, Han Shiqing folded the letter paper after reading it, put it back in the envelope, put it in a small solid wooden box, and locked it.

"Han Shan, follow me to see my father." He got up and pushed open the door of the study, took a deep breath, and said to Han Shan as if he was dying: "I will finish talking later, if he wants to beat me, remember to stop him!" Don't worry, otherwise I'm really afraid that he will murder his own son today."

"What does the young master want to tell the master?" Han Shan was surprised, "Can you make the master so angry?"

"You'll know in a while."

When Han Shiqing went to see Han Jingyu, he was reading the letter from Han Jinfeng and Han Yiming in his room, his brows loosened and tightened from time to time.

Feeling uneasy, Han Shiqing's palms were sweating.

"Father." He called Han Jingyu.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Han Jingyu saw that he looked wrong, so he accepted the letter and stared at him with tiger eyes.

Han Shiqing's heart trembled again, motioned Han Shan to follow, then strode up to Han Jingyu, grabbed his father's hand, and said in a low voice but seriously: "Father, let's rebel!"

Han Shan:!

Han Jingyu: "What?!"

Han Jingyu was furious, and slapped him, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Han Shan hurriedly stopped him, and said tremblingly, "Master, you should listen to the young master first."

He intuitively felt that this was just the beginning of Han Shiqing, since the young master asked him to stop him, he would risk his life to stop him.

Han Shiqing immediately hugged his head and took half a step back, "Father, you don't have to rebel. Your son and I have already rebelled. If someone finds out, you can't get away with it!"

"You, you! You little bastard!" Han Jingyu was anxious, "What nonsense are you talking about! Open your mouth and shut your mouth to rebel, you really don't want to live, do you?"

Han Shiqing finally restrained his playful attitude, stopped there, stared at Han Jingyu seriously, and said, "Father, I have met the Ninth Prince."

After he finished speaking, Han Jingyu suddenly stopped moving, and Han Shan also looked astonished.

"Han Shan, go and watch outside, don't let anyone come near here."

After Han Jingyu sent Han Shan out, he waved to Han Shiqing, "Come closer, let's have a good chat."

Han Shan will always remember the day when there was a scream like a pig being slaughtered in the study of General Zhenbei.

A fat beating is inevitable, but Han Jingyu did not completely deny Han Shiqing's actions, he said he needed to think about it.

After all, he bears the lives of a large family on his back, and regardless of whether the rebellion is done or not, the reputation of their general's mansion will be ruined.

There is also the Zuoxiang side, after all, it is He Yiran's natal family, if the regime is tilted because they fall to the Ninth Prince, then the Ninth Prince will not let the Zuoxiangfu go, this is their crime and regret.

More importantly, he didn't know about Jiang Yu.

In Han Jingyu's eyes, the impression of Jiang Yu was still that year when the seven-year-old boy passed through the gap in the wooden box, and the wolfish light shone in his eyes.

That was a child raised with hatred.

If he comes to power, will the Jiang Dynasty really turn around?

Han Shiqing didn't tell him about his rebirth, so Han Jingyu could only think about the problem based on his own guess.

"Give him three years." Han Shiqing looked at Han Jingyu firmly, "He is currently serving in the army in the northern border, so it is inconvenient for me to tell you his identity, but as long as you wait for three years, I believe he will make some achievements for you to see. "

Three years later will be the year of war when the barbarians aggressively attack the northern border. He will work with Jiang Yu to reverse the death situation of his elder brother and second brother, turn this crisis into an opportunity, and show it to his father and the people of the whole dynasty.

"Why are you so optimistic about him?" Han Jingyu didn't know the relationship between Han Shiqing and Jiang Yu, but he had an intuition that it shouldn't be bad for his youngest son to help him say such good things.

"Because." Han Shiqing paused before saying, "He has this ability."

Having been together for more than ten years, Han Shiqing has fully understood that some people are born to be kings, and as long as Jiang Yu wants to sit in that position, he will definitely be able to sit in it.