Buddhist son [Quick Transmigration]

"Your Highness, please come in."

The expressions of King Qi and the Ninth Prince were so obvious that Concubine Shu didn't even need to ask why she came.

"Okay, the concubine has conveyed His Majesty's will, and the rest will be handed over to the two Highnesses."

Concubine Shu's teasing eyes rolled around these three people several times.

hey~

If it wasn't for time, she really wanted to stay and watch the show.

But, forget it, Fu Yuer is their biological mother after all, and she will not deliberately destroy their mother and son's last meeting.

Or leave the space open for them.

"The concubine will leave first."

Concubine Shu smiled, led Shi Shiran to turn around and leave, and walked in the direction of Sanssouci Palace.

"Concubine Shu, please stay."

As soon as she left the imperial concubine's hall, before she had gone far, Concubine Shu heard someone calling her from behind.

Let her stay again?

The last time Chen Mo saw it too clearly, it almost caused Concubine Shu to have a stress reaction to this sentence.

Heart skipping a beat, Concubine Shu looked back.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"His Royal Highness King Qi?! Why are you here?"

Shouldn't they be warmly affectionate with Fu Yu'er in the hall now?It is rare that His Majesty spared her life by extrajudicial grace.

Could it be that the Ninth Prince accompanied Fu Guifei inside, and then asked King Qi to come over and explain something to him?

Or is that woman Fu Guifei still wanting to demonstrate like herself?

Concubine Shu, who was full of conspiracy theories, was thinking.

As a result, in the next second, the figure of the Ninth Prince also appeared from around the corner.

Hey? ? ?

are all out?

"...You guys are this?"

Puzzled, but Concubine Shu still stopped and waited in place, looking at the two Highnesses who seemed to have something to say to her.

The appearance of the adult King Qi is somewhat similar to that of the emperor and the crown prince, except that he lacks Qing Yuze's aggressiveness and Chen Mo's indifference, but he also has his own characteristics.

"Concubine Shu."

"His Royal Highness, there is no need to be too polite." Concubine Shu raised her hand.

After getting up, the King of Qi didn't hold back, and said straight to the point: "Is your empress going to Wuyou Palace to meet the emperor brother?"

"Yes." Concubine Shu turned her gaze.

"What? Are you going too?"

The Ninth Prince stepped forward: "That's exactly what I mean, would your empress mind walking with us?"

Concubine Shu's eyes turned on the two of them, but she didn't say anything.

Just gestured to the palace behind them.

"there……"

You don't care about Fu Yu'er anymore?

"My lady, please."

King Qi showed a polite smile, and stretched out his hand to lead.

The characteristic of King Qi is that when he smiles without saying a word, he has an arrogance that is hard to be disgusted by. That kind of arrogance that is taken for granted makes many people willing to listen to him and follow him.

Although King Qi's answer was not what he asked, but seeing his action, everyone present already knew his answer.

Looking at King Qi, Concubine Shu, who saw his seriousness, smiled and praised without hesitation: "His Royal Highness King Qi is capable of great things."

It's nothing like that stupid woman.

The Ninth Prince next to him curled his lips in disdain.

"Let's go quickly! Time is running out!"

So, a group of people walked towards Sanssouci Palace.

……

Prison prison.

Qi Anyan and Zhai Yitian came over to make an inspection hand in hand. They nodded to the two guards who saluted them stiffly, and then walked into the door of the cell one after the other.

As soon as he walked in, Qi Anyan frowned as if seeing something dirty.

After walking a few steps, he saw the scene in the prison and said to the people beside him: "Mr. Zhai, are you breaking the rules?"

Zhai Yitian was holding up the hem of his clothes, carefully staring at the ground.

These are the clothes that he desperately sold and finally borrowed from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so they must not be soiled.

Hearing what Qi Anyan said about him, Zhai Yitian, who was pinching his coat, straightened up instantly, and retorted: "Nonsense! I am the most law-abiding person in Dasheng! Qi Langzhong presents evidence, don't lie!"

As a genius with a photographic memory, he memorized all the laws of Dasheng backwards, how could he break the rules? !

Qi Anyan pointed to the prisoners in the prison who retreated to the wall in panic when they saw Zhai Yitian coming.

"you sure?"

It was almost like seeing the devil coming.

It's hard for him to pretend he didn't see it.

"Oh, you mean them?" Zhai Yitian glanced at the prisoners, continued to pay attention to the bottom of his feet, and said nonchalantly, "I didn't torture them to extract confessions. If you are worried, you can check them. There is absolutely nothing I made out of them. wound."

Qi Anyan: "...That's unnecessary. But, you must have done something, right?"

"What can I do?" Zhai Yitian didn't know why, "I'm just the same as usual."

When they were talking, the two were just about to turn a corner. Qi Anyan glanced at him, and suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched, and he raised his hand: "Okay, you don't need to talk! I know why they are so afraid of you!"

I saw that the wall at the end was covered with torture props, some of which were still mottled and dark red.

Seeing these various and grotesque instruments of torture covering a wall, even Qi Anyan, who was armed with force, couldn't help but feel horrified for a moment.

These things really make people a little instinctively uncomfortable.

Without squinting, Qi Anyan quickly passed the terrifying wall of props.

Just pretend you didn't see it.

"By the way, have you had someone dispose of Prince Zhende's body? Be careful, Daichi has a habit of snatching corpses."

Zhai Yitian raised the corners of his mouth: "Why snatch the corpse? Are you going to tell me that the sun god they believe in can bring him back to life?"

Qi Anyan shrugged: "Who knows! I have never understood the thoughts of those nobles who flew up to the sky and stood shoulder to shoulder with the sun."

"The last time Yin Tianshu led the Dingbei Army to Dari, it should be considered a success?" Zhai Yitian asked.

"That's natural. After all, His Royal Highness is in charge. However, when I first heard the people's uprising in the Great Sun, I was a little surprised. I thought their people had finally awakened. As a result..." Qi Anyan shook his head.

"It's not easy to awaken? Isn't it enough to include them in my Dasheng territory?"

Zhai Yitian said something in an extremely natural tone.

His Dasheng people are the best in the world!

"...I'm really curious, why can His Majesty resist banishing you from the capital?"

Qi Anyan looked at the number one scholar who often uttered shocking words.

"Eh? You don't even know?"

Hearing his question, Zhai Yitian turned his head, looking very surprised.

"Your Majesty's mother's family is the Zhai family."

Although their Zhai family is very poor, it is naturally incomparable with big families like the Qi family and the Yan family.

but.

"In terms of seniority, I can even brazenly call Your Majesty Brother."

Of course, after the call is over, life may be gone.

What happened to Qing Yuze's brother, everyone in the world knows very well.

Qi Anyan's eyelids twitched immediately.

...he was offended!

Because His Majesty has forcibly ascended to power by killing all the way, so when he ascended to power, all relevant information was blocked.

Not to mention Qing Yuze's mother's surname, young people nowadays don't even know the titles of those princes back then.

But Qi Xiang, as an aide who followed His Majesty all the way, could not have known about it, but Qi Anyan never asked.

Qi Anyan coughed dryly and decided to skip this topic.

"Okay, let's get down to business, His Royal Highness is still waiting for our report!"

As he said that, he walked forward quickly with a serious face.

……

The weather is getting colder, the autumn is rustling, and the surrounding trees can be seen withered.

But there were many people outside the gate of the Worriless Palace.

There are many people with extremely special status, and the status of ordinary waiters is not enough, so Ming Yu can only come out to explain to them, and politely refuse their visit.

This is because the Sanssouci Palace is located in the imperial palace, after all, only a small number of people can enter the palace, otherwise it would have been crowded long ago.

Outside the palace was bustling and noisy, but inside the palace was as quiet as ever.

As soon as I looked up and saw the familiar Liujiao Pavilion, the smoky sound of Guqin quietly climbed to my ears and lingered all over my body. People couldn't help but stop and close their eyes to listen, to cleanse the body and mind, and cleanse the lead.

Ming Yu, who was still a little hesitant, sighed silently.

In the end, he still carried a plate and led the people to the gazebo.

"His Royal Highness."

The music paused.

Chen Mo stretched out his hand and pulled the cloak that Ming Yu put on him before.

It was the color that made him a little strange.

Why is it yellow?

Is this nice?

Why do people in the palace have such earthy aesthetics?

"What's the matter, Ming Yu?"

Chen Mo raised his head with a smile, and then the smile disappeared.

He saw the imperial decree on the tray in Ming Yu's hand.

Ming Yu had already stood in front of his master, it was too late to back away now.

So, she read without emotion: "The imperial decree has arrived, and the prince is invited to accept the decree——"

Chen Mo: ...he doesn't want to hear it.

"Well, I suddenly have a headache..."

Chen Mo couldn't imagine that he would use such a small trick to escape one day.

"Eh!!!"

The hand sank.

Ming Yu shoved the imperial decree into his hands with lightning speed.

"The manager specifically instructed that His Highness doesn't need to bow down, as long as you accept it."

OK, accepted.

Chen Mo looked down at the imperial decree in his hand, then looked up at Ming Yu who was smiling brightly.

"…………"

Seeing that His Royal Highness seemed to be moving, Ming Yu said again with a smile on his face: "The imperial decree is backed up, even if His Highness throws it into the lotus pond, it will be useless."

Chen Mo paused: ...It's not always a good thing to have a maid who is too caring.

The ancients said it well, misfortune and good fortune depend on each other.

Then maybe, it might be a good thing for him to accept this imperial decree?

——It's strange!

"Snapped!"

Chen Mo, who just opened it for a glance, immediately closed it expressionlessly, threw it aside, and let the imperial decree roll to the side of the piano stand, and spread out a section, revealing the beautiful and correct font on it.

He just saw nothing!

Escape is shameful, but useful.

"Qi Xiang's handwriting is still so beautiful." Ming Yu, who had served the emperor before, only took a glance and knew who was the one who drafted the imperial decree.

As for the content...

"Ah! Your Majesty is going to conduct the Zen Conferring Ceremony?!"

Ming Yu suddenly covered her mouth with a horrified expression.

Sealing is "sacrificing heaven", and Zen is "sacrificing land", which is a very, very grand etiquette in the sacrifice.

Many emperors never had a chance in their lifetime.

Chen Mo supported his forehead.

It would have been fine if Qing Yuze was the only one who sealed the Chan by himself, but the other party wanted to take him too.

There must be something in it!

Unknown!

It's too unknown!

Putting down his hands, Chen Mo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, calming down his turbulent heart.

There must be a way to the front of the mountain.

Not urgent.

Very good, let's play another song.

Putting the imperial decree behind him, smelling the clear sandalwood, Chen Mo straightened his posture, and solemnly pressed his hands on the strings.

"Zheng~"

As soon as the fingers picked out a musical sound, a faint sound came from outside the courtyard.

Then, accompanied by gurgling music, everyone walked in with smiles.

"His Royal Highness."

Chen Mo swept away from the corner of his eye.

next moment.

"Zheng..."

The lingering sound of the wrong play gradually faded away.

For the first time in so many years, Chen Mo slipped his hands.

Maybe instead of playing "High Mountain and Flowing Water", he should play "House of Flying Daggers" for himself.

……

Ming Yu, who prepared the tea set for everyone, was cute on the surface, but in fact, he had secretly glanced at it several times.

I really didn't expect that besides the Ninth Prince, King Qi also came this time?

Concubine Shu is still as elegant as ever, I really don't know when she will have this kind of temperament.

Master Qi still cares about His Highness so much, this is a brother.

But the number one scholar, still so...

"Ming Yu, add some more to me when you make tea! If you have any extra, sneak it to me later." After his salary was deducted, Zhai Yitian, who had no money for tea, came to Ming Yu's side and whispered road.

Ming Yu's face was full of helplessness, she knew it.

Can only nod resignedly.

Zhai Yitian sat up straight in satisfaction.

Chen Mo saw it and asked, "If you don't have any money, can't you borrow some from someone else?"

Qi Anyan squinted: "That's right, they are so poor that they rob foreign envoys of their clothes."

He was almost regarded as a traitor by the Dingbei Army and killed with one shot.

Dasheng is the only one.

Because it was so funny, Concubine Shu had no choice but to use a round fan to cover the overly presumptuous smile on her face.

"It's a loan! It's not a robbery!"

Seeing that everyone was laughing, Zhai Yitian emphasized.

"Hehe!" Qi Anyan sneered.

The people in the Ministry of Criminal Affairs said that there were enemies among the foreign envoys, and he believed them, but the friends were foreign envoys?

Qi Anyan drank his tea with his head down, not bothering to pay attention to his sophistry.

King Qi didn't serve tea, but just sat with his back straight and listened to their chat. After a while, he looked at Chen Mo and said tentatively, "Brother Huang, the atmosphere here is so good, I really envy my subjects."

Chen Mo smiled lightly: "What are you envious of?"

Before King Qi could answer, the Ninth Prince suddenly interjected: "He just wanted to say that he likes Sanssouci Palace and would like to ask if he can come here more often in the future. Are you tired of beating around the bush all day?"

"It seems that what the emperor brother said to you that day, you ignored it!" The Ninth Prince curled his lips and said without bothering to look at King Qi.

King Qi was taken aback.

The gentle voice appeared again in a trance.

"If you want to see your father, go directly to Zichen Palace, if you want to see your elder brother, you can come to Wuyou Palace, if you like Yan Yao, tell her, if you are dissatisfied with Jiudi, you can correct him, if you want others to praise you, you can show your ability, what is there to be unhappy about?" Don't hold back."

Say what you think...

Can he really?

King Qi silently lowered his eyes.

And that hug.

In the past few nights, when he was sleeping with the quilt in his arms, he always felt that the quilt was not soft enough, and it was not as intoxicating as the embrace that day.

"..." King Qi pursed his lips, and secretly clenched his palms.

After finally getting mentally prepared, Qi Wang just opened his mouth.

"Emperor, brother..."

"Brother Huang! Try this quickly, isn't it delicious!"

The Ninth Prince deliberately got stuck, glanced at his own brother with disdain, then turned his head and showed a big smiling face, pinched a piece of pink peach blossom pastry that Ming Yu had just served with his fingertips, and handed it to Chen Mo's mouth.

Chen Mo bent down, took a bite of the child's hand, and commented: "It's too bland, not sweet enough."

Ming Yu who was standing on the side quickly responded: "Yes, Your Highness, next time I will play a little more."

The Ninth Prince blinked and asked joyfully, "Brother Huang also likes sweets?"

He finally found what the emperor likes!

After Chen Mo swallowed what was in his mouth, he pushed the plate of peach blossom cake that the child liked in front of him: "I can make it according to your taste."

Ninth Prince: "...Oh."

He couldn't tell whether he was happy or disappointed.

The Neglected King Qi: You should take a look at him!

When the several princes were communicating, Qi Anyan and Zhai Yitian, who were courtiers, stood quietly and acted as invisible people.

Being able to watch the gossip about the royal family, Qi Anyan didn't feel bored at all, and enjoyed watching it with gusto.

Zhai Yitian was carefully observing the micro expressions of the three people.

Finally came to a conclusion.

As long as the crown prince is around, there will be basically no palace changes like His Majesty's in this generation.

It's amazing.

In front of His Highness the Crown Prince, King Qi and the Ninth Prince not only lost the appearance of confronting each other when they met before, but also got a little closer.

It's starting to look a bit like brothers in a normal family.

Zhai Yitian, who was thinking seriously, even forgot to ask Ming Yu for tea.

Among these people, Concubine Shu is the elder, she doesn't need to be an invisible person like Qi Anyan, she can intervene.

"Your Highness, Deputy General Xue who held you hostage that day has been taken away by Commander Zhong, and His Majesty sentenced Qiu Hou Wen to beheaded."

Chen Mo had no special expression: "Yes."

Since the lieutenant general who pursued power had participated in the coercion and conspiracy, he was prepared for his own outcome.

"It's just that before he was taken away, he kept begging for mercy, saying that he didn't embarrass His Highness, and begged His Majesty to forgive him." Concubine Shu smiled falsely.

She thought this man was ridiculous.

Whether it is the reason for begging for mercy or the object of begging for mercy.

Chen Mo, who thought he wouldn't make mistakes, looked at Concubine Shu suspiciously: "Begging for mercy? Is he regretting it?"

Zhai Yitian answered, "Your Highness, he regretted it because he failed and was about to die. If he succeeds in forcing the palace, he will be so proud now!"

"To put it bluntly, this kind of person just wants to have it both ways, and it's better to get nothing in the end!" Qi Anyan was also very dissatisfied that this person hurt his prince's cousin, and commented.

"People are not enough, snakes swallow elephants." King Qi said quietly.

The Ninth Prince stuffed a sweet peach cake into his mouth: "Well... if you dare to hurt Brother Huang, you deserve a good death!"

"If you want to get something, you have to lose something. Begging for mercy will only look vulgar." Concubine Shu said softly.

Chen Mo looked at the crowd with one hand on his cheek, and said with a faint smile, "Your Majesty, you have to change your words. It should be 'If you want to get something, you have to give something'."

But giving doesn't necessarily get you what you want.

Although that person will be very unwilling in the end, as long as he pursues what he wants, he will never regret it.

Chen Mo also understood.

The reason why the lieutenant begs for mercy is because he is afraid of death, not because he regrets pursuing power.

Even if he does it again, he will only choose to use a more secure method to fight for power in order to avoid failure.

Well, just don't regret it.

Chen Mo, who never thought that death was the end, let go of this matter quite naturally.

"Then... Where's Director Wen?" Ming Yu, who was at the side, squeezed his hand while listening to the discussions of several nobles, summoned up his courage, and asked in a low voice.

Concubine Shu glanced at her lightly: "Boss Wen? His motives are quite interesting."

"Oh? How interesting?" Zhai Yitian asked curiously.

"He is the eldest son of the family, and the family is not poor, but in the end he was tricked into the palace by his family to become a eunuch, so he hates the palace that invented the eunuch." Concubine Shu has no talent for storytelling, so she finished the story in one sentence.

The Ninth Prince put down the peach blossom cake in his hand, and hurriedly asked: "Since he is a legitimate son and his family is not poor, how could he be sold by his family?"

Others pricked up their ears.

This thing is really incredible.

Although the imperial palace has very high requirements for recruiting maids and eunuchs, most of them are from poor and good families. It is already the limit for a down-and-out family like the Zhai family to send concubines to be court ladies.

But sons of a good family would only choose to send their youngest son to the palace when they really had no money to support their family. After all, they could survive in the palace, and they didn't know what to eat outside.

It is impossible for a legitimate son like Director Wen to enter the palace and become a eunuch.

What are they drawing?

Figure kids resent them?

Chen Mo said lightly: "Fight in the back house? After his mother died, the stepmother who came in gave birth to a young son?"

Concubine Shu, who was about to speak, immediately covered her mouth with a round fan, and asked in surprise, "How does Your Highness know?"

"Just guess." Chen Mo smiled.

Concubine Shu didn't believe it.

Who can guess so accurately?

"Your Highness has checked his life experience, but he is indeed very miserable. Such a talented son of a family is ruined in the hands of an... ignorant woman."

Thinking of the information found, even Concubine Shu, who had always sympathized with women, was a little angry.

"My lady, don't be partial, his father is also responsible." Chen Mo reminded.

Hearing this, Concubine Shu's pupils shrank in shock, she fell into a daze just now: "Your Highness is right, everyone is responsible!"

Seeing Concubine Shu's annoyed and introspective look, Chen Mo smiled.

It is a miracle that such a woman can be born in this era.

Then he looked at the others at the table.

King Qi, Ninth Prince, Qi Anyan, Zhai Yitian.

There are also Qing Yuze, Qi Xiang, Yan Laoshangshu and others in Zichen Palace...

Chen Mo sighed in satisfaction.

This is really a star-studded era!

Dasheng is indeed a prosperous age!

Ming Yu listened to their conversation quietly, clasped his little hands, and sighed in a low voice: "I really didn't expect Mr. Wen to have such a tragic past. We only thought that he was better educated than ordinary people, but we never thought that he It should have been..."

Ming Yu glanced across Qi Anyan and Zhai Yitian present here.

She felt sorry for Mr. Wen in her heart.

He was supposed to be an important minister in the court who holds the universe in his hands and calls the wind and rain, but he turned out to be an insignificant little eunuch in the harem who can be commanded by anyone.

Chen Mo's fingers slid on the edge of the teacup: "How did His Majesty make the judgment?"

"Qiuhou asks to be cut," Concubine Shu said.

Their Majesty has never shown mercy to his enemies.

No matter how touching the motive, Director Wen participated in the rebellion after all, which is a serious crime.

"Of course, if the Crown Prince goes to intercede..." Concubine Shu paused, "Maybe he can be saved."

Qi Anyan and others also nodded in unison.

They also felt that the only one here who could persuade Qing Yuze to change his mind was Chen Mo.

"Ming Yu."

Chen Mo called out.

"Ah, ah! Mingyu is here!"

Thinking that His Highness the Crown Prince would calmly go to see the emperor to intercede with General Manager Wen, Ming Yu, who was panicked, bowed his head slowly in response.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to ask you one thing."

Chen Mo smiled gently to comfort his maid.

"You wait to see him and ask—"

"Which one will he choose between keeping his life and abolishing the eunuch system?"