The identity of the direct son - Xu I's prosperous world

Yang Xin'er thought that Yang Qi'er's heart was too soft. The Crown Princess had done so many wrong things, but he came back and took the Crown Princess from the East Palace of the capital to the East Palace of Henglan Palace in a few days.

Although Yang Xin'er thought it was probably because of the Chinese New Year, he still thought that the prince was too soft-hearted towards the princess. If his princess was always doing these messy things, he would definitely let her go to the mountain to practice Buddhism.

In fact, the queen also asked Yang Xiner to bring the princess back to Henglan Palace. After all, the Chinese New Year is coming, and the family should be together. It is inconvenient for Yang Xiner and the princess to live in Yuwang Mansion in the capital, but Yang Xiner refused. Ji Heng's suggestion is that he is still working now, and that the Prince Yu's Mansion in the capital city is close to Lantai and Taixue where he is doing editing, so it is convenient for him to work.

When talking about this matter, the crown prince was also there, and Yang Qi'er was not stupid, so he didn't know that as they grew up, everyone's identities needed to be clarified and attention needed, Yang Xiner was just trying to avoid suspicion.

Yang Qi'er was not in a good mood after that. He and Yang Xin'er used to be so good. They slept in the same bed and grew up. They were together in everything. They were so good that they were like one person. The estrangement, the distance is getting farther and farther.

The 36th year of Zhaoyuan is coming soon.

This year, there was a snowstorm in some places in the north. To relieve the disaster, the imperial court did not seal the New Year until the 27th of the New Year. Naturally, the emperor's family was very busy, and the whole Spring Festival was not good.

Yang Qi'er even got out of the sedan chair when he went to sacrifice on the first day of the new year. Because his legs were too stiff and too cold, he fell directly. Although the servants and guards came to help him in time, The back of his hand still rubbed on the ground, so that a piece of skin was scratched.

Yang Qi'er resisted not making a sound, and didn't go back until the sacrifice was over, so she put on the medicine bag and gauze.

I thought it was not a serious injury and it would recover soon, but because the injury was on the right hand, it was inconvenient to do various things, and it was always easy to touch the injury. Unexpectedly, the injury continued to be bad, and then inflammation appeared symptoms.

Ji Heng discovered the injury on his hand the second day after he was injured. When asked, he said that he just wiped it on the ground and it was not serious.

Seeing that he is so old, Ji Heng knows how to take care of his body, and the injury has been seen by the imperial doctor, and after the medicine has been applied, he can't ask any more questions.

The wound on Yang Qi'er's hand was not good all the time, and then it even appeared red, swollen and festered. It changed from a scrape to a festering chilblain. When the weather got warmer, it was painful and itchy, but it was still not good .

When Ji Heng found out later, he blamed him for not taking good care of himself, so he asked several imperial doctors to look at him seriously, and used a lot of medicine, but he didn't expect that the injury was always bad for some reason, which made the imperial doctors think Strange, and trembling, after all, even the wound on the prince's hand can't be cured, it is already a sin.

Ji Heng didn't know what to do with his injury, so he discussed the matter with the emperor, who also frowned and said, "Can't the imperial hospital even cure frostbite? Besides, the weather is getting warmer now, Qi'er Why is your hand always bad?"

Ji Heng sighed, "The Imperial Hospital has used several methods, but there is no way to cure it. Or, please ask the master of Zhenguo Temple to go to the East Palace."

The emperor also had to agree to this method, but the master of Zhenguo Temple went to the East Palace to perform rituals, and Yang Qier's hands were still not healed.

Now the frostbite on Yang Qi'er's hand has attracted the attention of everyone in the royal family.

Yang Xin'er also asked a private doctor to show him, and Yang Sheng'er rubbed his hands personally according to the folk prescription, but Yang Qi'er was just painful and had no effect after being rubbed by him.

However, because of the injury on his hand, Yang Qi'er saw through the Crown Princess and thought she was a very cold-hearted person. His hands looked like that. Although he himself felt that he didn't need to care too much, the Crown Princess really cared about him. He didn't care much about the injury on his hand, but it still gave him a chill in his heart.

Because Liangdi Guan's body was relatively weak after giving birth to her daughter, Yang Qi'er spent more time with her after that. Guan followed the method prescribed by the imperial physician and used medicine to massage Yang Qi'er's hands, doing this every night. Ordinary massage, her hands are small and soft, with little strength, more comfortable than the imperial doctor's massage, so Yang Qi'er is more willing to come to her.

Because of more exchanges, I found that Guan Shi is a very good woman. Although she is always hiding her clumsiness, she can still tell from some languages ​​that she is well-read, knows a lot, and has a gentle temperament. Her kindness makes Yang Qier I am willing to get to know her well, so for a period of time, I stayed with her almost every night.

Yang Qi'er's hand recovered at the end of February, but there was a scar left on the back of the hand, which looked like two finger prints scratched on it, the marks were very strange.

The imperial doctor gave me the medicine to remove the scar, but it didn't work at all in a short time.

Yang Qi'er's hand injury healed, and he started to get busy. On this day, he was returning to Henglan Palace from the capital. On the way, someone suddenly broke into the ranks of the guards. Fortunately, this person did not cause any serious consequences, and was arrested by the guards stand up.

This kind of person who broke into the prince's guards was either an assassin or a grievance. Before the guards had time to ask, this person called the name of Gui Qing who was sitting on the shaft of the carriage, "Gui Gonggong, Gui Gonggong..."

The crown prince's car is a very strong and safe carriage, which can even be used for office work, and Yang Qier is indeed looking through the booklets of the household department, so Gui Qing sits on the shaft of the carriage instead of entering the carriage to serve.

Gui Qing looked at the person who called him, and found that it was Xiao Lin, he was stunned for a moment.

The carriage stopped, and the prince asked inside, "What happened?"

Gui Qing had no choice but to go in and whisper back, "It was Xiao Lin from Mr. Yuliu who stopped the carriage."

The crown prince was stunned for a moment, then frowned, Gui Qing asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, is this servant going down to ask what's the matter?"

The prince stared at the booklet in his hand and nodded.

Gui Qing got out of the carriage, asked the guards to pass Xiao Lin, took him to the side of the road under the shade of a tree, the guards guarded the prince's carriage and started to move on again, Gui Qing said, "Why did you do such a reckless thing? "

Xiao Lin said, "I'm here to deliver a letter to His Highness. If it weren't for this method, I would have no way to send this letter to His Highness."

Gui Qing frowned and said, "What letter is it? Why didn't Master Zhao pass it on?"

Xiao Lin said, "Master Zhao is unwilling to hand it over, not only that, but Master Zhao wants someone to send me to the south, so that I won't be allowed to stay in the capital again."

Gui Qing took the box containing the letter and said in surprise, "Why did Mr. Zhao do such a thing. Where is your master?"

After half a year, Xiaolin had already lost his tears, and he just said dumbly, "My son passed away on August 27 last year, but His Highness was not in the capital, so he couldn't report the funeral. Later, when His Highness returned to Beijing, how can the villain approach you?" Your Highness is going to send a message to find the Hou Mansion, Master Zhao is not willing to pass on this news as long as someone sends me away from the capital."

Gui Qing held the letter box and was stunned for a long time, only to feel that the box in his hand was like a hot soldering iron, which made him unable to handle it.

He looked down at the box, it was a carved lacquer box, very exquisite and beautiful, he asked in a low voice, "Why is it gone, this letter..."

Xiao Lin said, "At that time, Young Master was seriously ill. He thought he knew that he would not live long, so he wrote this letter to His Highness."

Gui Qing asked again, "Where is that young master buried?"

Xiao Lin said, "Young Master said that being buried in the soil is afraid of insect bites. He has always been afraid of insects. He said before that he would use Buddhist cremation, so he was rescued by an eminent monk at Lingyin Temple. After cremation, the ashes are now in Lingyin Temple." In the temple."

Gui Qing said to Xiao Lin, "Go back."

But Xiao Lin said, "Eunuch, you have to deliver this letter to His Highness, my son died pitifully."

Gui Qing nodded after a long time, and then said, "If His Highness tells you, don't say that you have gone to see Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao is His Highness's right-hand man. If you say something about Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao will be accepted by His Highness." Complaining is not a good thing."

Xiao Lin hurriedly said, "The villain knows."

Only then did Gui Qing go and get on the horse left for him by a guard, and then quickly catch up with the prince's carriage.

The prince asked, "What's the matter?"

Gui Qing looked very heavy, but still presented the letter box to the crown prince, and said, "Xiao Lin sent this letter, which was written by Mr. Yuliu himself."

The crown prince was stunned for a moment, but he still took the letter box, opened it, and took out the letter from it. On the envelope was written "From Ji Junqi."

When the prince saw these words, he was stunned again, and took out the letter from the inside, which was only one page.

See you and believe you

As a humble person, it is my honor to be loved by you. I am a friend of you. Your words and deeds are all in front of my eyes and in my heart. I will never forget them in this life. I only look forward to meeting you in the next life. You are not too high to be reached. , I am not low in the dust, but I can continue the fate of this life.

Xia Yuliu stayed.

The prince looked at the letter in a daze. The words on the letter were written in a very vain and superficial way, and there were several places where there was a sense of powerlessness.

The prince looked at Gui Qing, "What's wrong with him?"

Gui Qing's eyes flickered for a while before he said, "Master Yuliu passed away on August 27 last year. He died of illness."

The prince stared at the letter in his hand, silent for a long time, and then said "oh" softly, then put the letter away, put it in the envelope, and then put it back into the letter box. The series of actions were done perfectly, and then he said, "You go out."

Gui Qing looked at him worriedly, but after seeing the Prince's expressionless face, she had no choice but to respond and got out of the carriage and sat on the shaft.

The prince sat there like a puppet. When he got off the carriage in the East Palace, although Gui Qing stretched out his hand to help him, for some reason, he was not supported. He fell down when he got off the stool of the carriage. The guards were startled and rushed over to help.

There was nothing wrong with the prince. After getting up, the servant wiped the hem of his clothes, and then went back to the study. He calmly locked the letter box into a cabinet.

The prince sat in the study all night, and developed a fever early the next morning, and had to take sick leave and asked the imperial doctor to see a doctor.

The crown prince has been ill for a long time. The emperor and the king of Yu and Yi Wang are very concerned about it. They have come to visit him several times. He has been in poor health, and everyone is very worried.

As for King Yi and Yin Ji's marriage, the emperor also issued a decree to grant the marriage, and asked the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Internal Affairs to organize the marriage for King Yi and Yin Ji in accordance with the specifications for the marriage of a princess.

As soon as this incident happened, not only the whole court was in an uproar, but even the whole capital was in an uproar.

This matter is only a little smaller than the wave caused by the emperor wanting to have a male queen, but because the emperor made a male queen first, there were also some men who joined the household registration in the folk, and the matter of King Yi wanting to marry Yin Ji He didn't get particularly blocked, but there are still ministers in the court who want to show their ambitions with death, and feel that the emperor's decree is very nonsense.

Yang Sheng'er didn't want the emperor to go out, so he ran to the minister who made a promise by death, and he didn't know what method he used. In the end, the minister not only didn't dare to die, but also begged bitterly, so he let Yang Sheng'er beg. he.

When preparing for Yang Sheng'er's marriage, the prince fell ill, and the empress always felt that the prince should not be left out, so the empress went to the East Palace to accompany the prince for a night.

If it was said that Yang Qi'er had contracted a cold, the queen shouldn't have gone to contact her, but Ji Heng didn't want to listen to what the imperial physician said.

Yang Qi'er was recuperating in the main courtyard, Ji Heng held his hand, the scar on Yang Qi'er's right hand was very clear, and judging from the depth of the mark, it might not be possible to remove it with medicine.

Ji Heng caressed the scar on his hand gently, and said softly, "Take care of your illness, don't think too much, you will get better soon."

Yang Qi'er looked at Ji Heng quietly, and said in a low voice, "Father, you shouldn't have come, it's good to let you get over your illness when the time comes."

Ji Heng stretched out his hand and gently stroked his forehead, "I don't listen to these principles here. You were sick when you were young, but you were raised in my arms."

Yang Qi'er held Ji Heng's hand and put it on her forehead, her eyes were slightly wet, and she called him softly, "Father, Father..."

Ji Heng leaned over, "What's the matter, you're such an adult, you still want to act like a baby to me?"

Yang Qi'er held Ji Heng's hand tightly and did not let go, and said, "I fell on the first day of the Chinese New Year this year, and I knew my luck would be bad this year."

Ji Heng said, "The master was invited to come to the East Palace to exorcise evil spirits. If you want to open some medicines, take good care of your illness, and you will recover soon. I think you are not happy recently, is it because you were too tired before?"

Yang Qi'er said, "No, it's probably just bad luck."

Ji Heng sighed, "When you grow up, you won't talk to Father about many things anymore, will you?"

Hearing what he said, Yang Qi'er's eyes became wet again, but she said, "Father, don't think about it, it's fine."

Ji Heng said, "Then get well soon."

Ji Heng stayed overnight in the East Palace. The Empress was here, so he didn't let the Crown Princess and Prince Liangdi come. After Ji Heng left, because the Crown Princess wanted to take care of the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince also politely refused, and because of this he also refused. Prince Liang Di was not allowed to come.

The concubine Mrs. Zhang brought the prince back to the East Palace when the prince returned to Beijing last year. The prince just recovered from his illness and was still a little weak. He was told that Mrs. Zhang had a seizure just after returning from the yamen.

The prince waited all night outside the courtyard where Mrs. Zhang lived, only hearing the howl of a woman inside. Amidst the painful voice, he held the Buddhist beads in his hand and silently prayed for the safety of the mother and child inside.

The empress also sent someone to inquire about the situation. It is said that it was only a concubine's birth. The empress did not need to care so much, but the crown prince has no son yet. In fact, it is almost impossible to conceive a child, so the child who is about to be born is very important.

Because the prince was weak and Mrs. Zhang was not born, the prince was persuaded to go back to the front yard. He didn't go to the yamen to work that day, and Mrs. Zhang's crying and painful voice echoed in his mind. He seemed to have returned to the front yard. When Xiao was very young, he had never had this kind of memory before, but at this moment he suddenly remembered that when Yang Xin'er was born, he seemed to hear his father screaming in pain like this, and the sound made him very sad. Pain, panic, anxiety.

Yang Qi'er didn't eat breakfast or lunch that day. In the afternoon, someone came to him and told him that because the child had been in Mrs. Zhang's stomach for too long, the condition was very bad, and Mrs. Zhang also had a blood collapse. I can't keep it.

Yang Qier ran to Mrs. Zhang's yard in a daze. Everyone wanted to hold him back and not allow him to enter the delivery room, but he went in anyway. The delivery room smelled of blood. Yang Qier rushed to Mrs. Zhang's bedside. He didn't have a deep relationship with Mrs. Zhang, after all, he didn't get along with her for long, but he always remembered the gentleness of this woman.

Mrs. Zhang only had time to say "Your Highness, take good care of the baby..." before dying.

Yang Qi'er looked at her pale face, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were slightly swollen, and her lips were chapped. It was impossible for such a woman to be beautiful, but he stretched out his hand to gently touch her face, lying on her pillow and wanting to Tears were shed, but not a single tear was shed.

The empress also soon learned of the news that Mrs. Zhang died of dystocia. Mrs. Zhang gave birth to a baby boy. Although several pediatricians were sent to come, the baby boy was still accompanied by his mother in the early morning of the next day. And went.

Because Mrs. Zhang was only a concubine, and the baby boy died within a few hours after birth, so he couldn't hold a big funeral, he just had a simple funeral and went to bury him.

Yang Qier let the baby's small coffin be buried with Zhang's.

In this era, it is very dangerous for women to give birth, and the survival rate of babies is also very low. Some families have ten births and can support one or two. Zhang and the baby boy are not kept. Although it is very sad, it is not. Totally unacceptable thing.

Lanzhi Building.

The emperor held Ji Heng in his arms and advised him, "Don't be sad, it's not a big deal. If you take a few more concubines for Qi'er, he will have many children in the future."

Ji Heng wasn't sad, but an indescribable sadness.

"It's only April, Qi'er has been ill twice this year, and this incident happened again, Qi'er still doesn't know how to be sad, and Zhen'er is also in poor health, always sick, the imperial doctor said I'm afraid he won't be able to grow up. Qi'er also suffered a lot when he was a child, why should his child be like this again." Ji Heng said in a low voice, he knew he shouldn't say this in front of the emperor, and it made him feel bad Okay, but, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he couldn't completely hide it on his face, so he didn't say anything at all, which also worried the emperor.

When the emperor was young, the children were indeed very precious to them, but as they grew up, the emperor felt that they had their own life. Bearing the pain and suffering in life, as long as they get married and start a family, the emperor feels that they are completely adults, and he will care about them as a father, but he will not be responsible for them.

But Ji Heng was not like this. The bond between mother and child made him feel that he couldn't let go of them completely. Ji Heng understood the emperor, but he couldn't change himself.

The emperor said, "Qi'er has grown up, and he should bear what he should bear. There is no way to do it. Junqing, you can't bear it for them. Besides, if such a small matter, Qi'er If you can't carry it, how can you be a prince."

Ji Heng didn't answer, and it took him a long time to make a sound, "Qin Xian, why don't I understand, but it's one thing to understand, but another thing to be able not to think about it."

The emperor said, "I don't want you to think about it, so don't think about it."

Ji Heng looked at him, shook his head, and stopped talking.

The emperor sent some good beauties to the Crown Prince's mansion, the intention is self-evident, but the crown prince can't care about this now, he handed over several beauties to the crown prince, the crown prince dare not mess with the people sent by the emperor , They arranged the yard to live in.

Because Mrs. Zhang and the child were gone in the blink of an eye, Yang Qier was already depressed, and now he was even more sad, but he didn't have any sad time. The emperor was afraid that he would think more when he was idle, so he arranged for him to do it. For things, Yang Qier also does things, but her heart always feels empty and her energy is low.

When the East Palace was preparing for the first birthday ceremony for Yang Zhener, Yang Zhener died of a high fever three days later.

She died in Yang Qier's arms. When she had a high fever, Yang Qier lived in Guan's yard and stayed with her day and night. He hoped that he could save her little life. Yang Zhener has been in poor health. , so she is very thin, with dry hair and a dark complexion, but this is his daughter, and in his heart, she will always be the most beautiful and lovely child. Before she died, Yang Zhener was crying because she was suffering, and she cried in a low voice. "Daddy", that's all she could say.

Yang Qi'er hugged her and coaxed her to sleep well. When she woke up, her body would recover, so she fell asleep and never woke up again. Yang Qi'er kept holding her until her body became cold.

When Guan cried and hugged the baby's small body from Yang Qi'er's arms, Yang Qi'er realized it and said in a low voice, "Let her sleep well, and the pain won't hurt after she sleeps."

Guan's tears flowed even harder, and he said, "Your Highness, Zhen'er is gone."

Yang Qi'er looked up at her, "Let her have a good sleep."

Guan Shi was terrified, and immediately sent someone to call the imperial physician, and he didn't care about his daughter who had already left, so he let the wet nurse carry her down, and went to comfort Yang Qi'er, but Yang Qi'er said, "Don't let the wet nurse take her, you have to do it yourself. Take her more often, a biological mother is different from a wet nurse."

After the imperial doctor came, he said that the prince was just in a state of confusion, because the prince's condition was not good, so Guan had no choice but to send someone to invite the princess. The princess did not dare to be expert in matters such as the prince's confusion. Let people report to the empress.

The emperor and the empress rushed over together. Yang Qier sat there and noticed that there were many people in front of her, so she said, "Why are you all here? You all step back and let Zhener have a good rest."

Encountering this kind of thing, Ji Heng was very calm instead, and sent everyone else in the house away. He even let the emperor leave. Although the arrival of the empress made everyone tremble, it also made everyone feel at ease. some.

Ji Heng went forward and stood in front of Yang Qi'er and looked at him, because this was Yang Zhen'er's ward, and there was still a smell of medicine in the room.

Ji Heng stretched out his hands to hold Yang Qi'er's face, looked into his eyes, "Qi'er."

Yang Qi'er looked at him, her eyes became more flexible, and she said, "Father, you are here."

Ji Heng said, "Well, I'm here."

Yang Qi'er suddenly reached out and hugged Ji Heng's waist, and buried his face in his arms, "Father, Father, you are here."

Ji Heng said, "Well, I'm here."

Yang Qi'er said, "Father, Zhen'er is gone, Zhen'er is gone."

Yang Qi'er didn't cry, but Ji Heng burst into tears. His son knew everything, but he was unwilling to accept the reality.

Ji Heng quickly held back his tears and said, "Zhen'er is not in good health and always suffers from taking medicine, so she doesn't want to take medicine, so she went back, but it doesn't matter, she will come back, you like her so much, Love her, how can she give up on you as a father, she will come next time with a good body, and can be your daughter in a healthy way. So you have to be good, so that you can welcome her again."

Yang Qi'er looked up at Ji Heng, and then burst into tears. He hugged Ji Heng tightly, "Father, I feel so bad."

Ji Heng held him in his arms and said, "It will be all right after a while, Father will always be with you."

Yang Qi'er hugged Ji Heng tightly, Ji Heng was so strangled that he couldn't move, his bones hurt, but he didn't say a word, just patted him gently.

After a while, Yang Qi'er seemed to calm down, and said, "Father, I want to live in a monastery for a while, is that okay?"

Ji Heng said softly, "Okay."