Wearing a pheromone to become a fool

It's a pity that she is too soft-hearted, she can't say that killing people can kill people.

Hey, this imperial courage still needs a lot of training.

Unable to make up his mind for a long time, Wei Yansi was looking forward to someone who could speak his mind to help him out.

Who to look for?

Looking for Fenghe?This person has a wooden head and is seriously injured, so it is inconvenient to disturb him.Looking for Yi Dongpo?This person is full of bad ideas, more than success than failure.Looking for Chunlai, the little servant is timid and fearful, even a cat meowing can scare him to pee his pants.

It's all unreliable.

It would be great if... I could meet Qu Jinying. This girl is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and she is thoughtful. She must be a wise man who can advise her.

I just don't know if her injury has healed?Did you take your medicine and sleep on time?Did he dream of her mother every night?Did you guess... I miss her very much.

Wei Yansi walked leisurely, stepped out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, looked up at the moon, only felt that the moonlight was so desolate and sad, no wonder those literary poets like to use the moonlight to express their thoughts.

The Empress Dowager did leave the palace last night. Every year on the Ghost Festival, she would go to the Shuiyue River to offer a handmade lotus lantern to the Eldest Princess.

But she was old and didn't like to be lively, so she set off before sunset, and as usual, she settled down at an inn called "Hu Bugui" by the river to rest.

She likes the phrase "If you are in decline, you will not return", and she hopes that one day her old friend will return.

The inn is spacious and tidy, and the store owner has long guessed her unusual identity from her graceful demeanor and extraordinary attendants.Every year on this day, the store will consciously vacate the second floor and vacate the best rooms.

The Queen Mother did not have strict requirements, and told Mother Lan to wake her up after sunset, and then sleep alone in the room, holding a lotus lantern and clothes.

She slept deeply and had a dream.

In her dream, she saw Princess Duanyang, who had the same long hair as before, a white jade-like face, clear and calm eyes, and a thick sable fur wrapped around her shoulders, walking peacefully on the white snow. .

Still so beautiful, so clean.

In the dream, Duanyang sat high on the throne of the Hall of Martial Arts, raised his eyebrows from the memorial, and softly called her to be lingering, over and over again.

When the dream changed, Duanyang led her to run desperately in the sea of ​​flames.

Turning around again, it was a dark hut, Duanyang was curled up sickly on the wet and cold wooden couch, and was dying, and there was heavy snow outside the window.

The queen mother understood that this was a dream, a short dream like Duanyang's short life, brilliant and desolate.

"Qiu Sheng... Qiu Sheng... it's me..."

Qiusheng is Duanyang's boudoir name.

Crying so hard, tears slipped into the pillow.

The window was not covered tightly, and mixed voices squeezed in. She woke up suddenly, put on her clothes in a hurry, went to the window and looked out, and witnessed the bloody crime.

With the sound of the door hinge, Sister Lan rushed in with a group of maidservants: "Queen Mother!"

They closed the doors and windows on all sides, and blew out all the flickering candles.

"What happened?" asked the Queen Mother.

"There was a big mess. I don't know who did it? I don't know if it came for us?"

The tears on the Empress Dowager's face were dried by the wind and became sticky, and her face felt tense, so she asked Lan Nanny to twist the veil in the copper basin and wipe her face.

The house was pitch black, and the chaos outside the window continued. She calmed down and decided to stay in the inn, and sent plainclothes guards downstairs to guard the front and rear exits of the inn.It is not allowed to go out and not to enter, and those who violate it will be killed.

Danger came and went quickly, they were anxious all night but they also ushered in the dawn safely, and when the dawn was about to break, they set off for the palace non-stop.

The sky was cloudy, the blood was cloudy, and it was a mess.

She seemed to have a premonition, her heart hung high all the way, and she embraced the lotus lantern that had never been sacrificed to her bosom.

After entering the Donghua Gate, she sent Mother Lan to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to ask if the emperor is still okay?

Near noon, Sister Lan came back in a hurry, knocked her foot on the threshold, and almost fell off.

She knew Nanny Lan, and she might not lose her composure even if the sky fell, so she hurriedly asked, "Is something wrong with the emperor?"

Sister Lan nodded and shook her head again: "Last night, Wansui was intercepted by members of the Red Lotus Sect outside the palace. Lord Fenghe was injured, and County Lord Qinghui blocked Wansui's knife. He is now unconscious."

The queen mother swayed, showing a tendency to faint.

Sister Lan helped her lie down on the couch, and added: "Long live is fine, just a little frightened."

The Empress Dowager gritted her teeth and cursed the Red Lotus Sect for being so bold and openly stabbing and committing murder, and suddenly burst into tears, complaining that Wei Yansi was too capricious and did not feel sorry for the parents of the world.

Sister Lan patted her vest, helped her feel better, told her everything she had inquired, and continued to inquire after she finished speaking, and did not come back until Liu Shaotou on the moon, bringing back the things Wei Yansi had just kicked out. Ge Changliu of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"The Ai family naturally hopes that the emperor's son will marry the Qinghui county master. She spared her life to block the knife for the emperor's son, which is enough to prove her affection for the emperor's son. If she is not given a title, wouldn't it be provoking the world's tongue and ridiculing us? The family is heartless and ungrateful?"

Ge Changliu: "Long live...it seems that I don't want to."

"This matter is up to the family."

Therefore, Ge Changliu respected the empress dowager's wishes and drafted an imperial decree in the name of the cabinet, which stated that the head of Qinghui county should be enshrined as a concubine with the title "Ling", which means quiet and elegant, peaceful and calm,

She was sent overnight to the Palace of Compassion and Peace for the Empress Dowager to have a look at, but the Empress Dowager asked her to be changed from a concubine to a concubine, and named Qu Jinying to be Concubine Ling, one of the four concubines.

"Queen Mother, there is no precedent for becoming a concubine after entering the palace." Ge Changliu said.

"Ying'er was born in the Marquis Mansion, and she was originally the county lord, and she has made great contributions in protecting her. Of course, it is reasonable for her to be named a concubine." The Empress Dowager spoke plausibly, so she left this holy decree for the Palace of Compassion.

After dealing with the matter, Ge Changliu prepared to interrogate Geng Wangshu, the leader of the assassination king this time.

Before the interrogation, he first drove those minions to the execution ground in Xishi in a prison van and beheaded them.

The common people who came to watch all applauded. They really hated the faint king. The Red Lotus Sect, whose goal is to take the life of the faint king, has always been the existence of justice in their minds.

In the end, they killed innocent people, and they were really as hateful as a faint king.

They threw the rotten eggs prepared in advance, smashed them desperately at seven or eight headless corpses, and strongly demanded that the supervisor execute the second processing of the corpses—cut them into eight pieces.

The boiling public grievances had an outlet in this way, and the slogan of crusade against the faint king was not so enthusiastic.

Wei Yansi praised Ge Changliu for his quick work in the early morning, and handed over the case of the household department's rice and grain deficit to him for investigation.

A stone stirs up a thousand waves.There were a lot of discussions inside and outside the court. The chief judge of the major case that was originally in charge of Lu Chijing was suddenly changed.

It is estimated that Wansui really broke up with Lu Chijing, and wanted Lu Chijing to retire early, so that Ge Changliu could be promoted to be the first elder of Wenyuan Pavilion.

Hey, abolishing the emperor is risky, you need to be cautious when standing in line.

The officials who originally supported Lu Chijing have wavered, but they are still waiting and watching. After all, Lu Chijing has prestige in the court and has a deep foundation.The little emperor's hair hasn't even grown yet, the backing emperor is still confused all day long, and the queen mother is a first-class female, nothing to be afraid of.

In the duel between the little emperor and Lu Chijing, each should have a half chance of winning.

In a blink of an eye, September is coming, and the weather is not so hot.

The power of gossip is still there.

There were new rumors that the emperor wanted Naqu Jinying to be Concubine Ling, and the rumors were so good that people had no choice but to believe it.

The layman watched the fun, the insider watched the doorway, and all officials knew that in this way, Wei Yansi would have the support of both the Royalist Party and the White Hart Party, greatly increasing his chances of winning.

As soon as the wind direction changed, the weeds on the wall regrouped, and suddenly they had the consciousness of "eating the king's salary, and being loyal to the king".

Wei Yansi understood that, as Ge Changliu said, if he wanted to secure the throne, he had to marry Qu Jinying.

Marry, offend the heroine, there will be no good fruit in the future.Don't marry, there is a risk of being deposed as the emperor, and the end will be miserable.

After some debating, she decided to kill Geng Wangshu first, so as to prevent him from forcing Qu Jinying to kill the king in the future, and also to prevent him from rebelling and overthrowing the Dayan Dynasty in the future.

It can be described as the best of both worlds.

She yawned lazily, opened the soft gauze curtain, and called Yi Dongpo.

"The slave is here." Yi Dongpo came over in a panic, and pushed aside the bead curtain, "What do you want to do, Long Live?"

Wei Yansi had never done anything to murder someone, so he slightly hooked his fingers twice.

Yi Dongpo understood and attached his ears.

Wei Yansi whispered: "You take a glass of the most poisonous wine, go to the death cell in Dali Temple, and poison Geng Wangshu to death."

"That... the anti-thief leader?"

"Correct."

Yi Dongpo went there with question marks all over his head, and came back in the middle of the night, because Ge Changliu was interrogating Geng Wangshu at night, and asked Geng Wangshu about the whereabouts of the remnants of the Red Lotus Sect by words and deeds, and he had no chance to do anything.

"Geng Wangshu will die sooner or later, long live, why are you in a hurry?"

Wei Yansi gave him a sharp look: "You know what!" The hero has the blessing of the protagonist's halo, so it's hard to die.

Afterwards, her lord ignored the villain and drove Yi Dongpo outside to continue the night watch.

Before leaving, Yi Dongpo expressed his loyalty anxiously, promising to go again tomorrow night, but night after night, night after night, he never got a chance to plant a killer, he only waited for the day lily to cool down, and waited. Wei Yansi's fever period has come.

When the febrile period came, Wei Yansi's instinct would be troublesome, and she couldn't stop thinking about Qu Jinying.

The shocking scene of her pushing herself away and blocking the knife for herself flashed over and over again in her mind, the blood was all over the sky, like red leaves flying in mid-air in late autumn.

Back and forth, the glands in the back of the neck became restless.

Since the Hungry Ghost Festival, every day she opened her eyes, she wanted to see Qu Jinying, but there were important things that bothered her every day. Only from Song Buning did she learn that she was gradually recovering, and no one needed to feed her medicine. Now, I can get out of bed slowly, but my appetite is poor, I can't eat a little meat, and I can't even drink a bowl of rice porridge.

She was worried and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Song Buning knelt at her feet and asked her for her safe pulse: "Long live, you must never leave the palace again. County Lord Qinghui has the dedication of his veterans, and he will recover soon."

Wei Yansi muttered: "Understood."

Every time she goes out of the palace, she always causes troubles, she just adds trouble to others, she almost gets Qu Jinying in, and she doesn't have the face to run out anymore.

The whole person suddenly became listless, his waist curled up like a shrimp.

The next day, the Empress Dowager drove to Yongyi Hou's Mansion, one to visit Qu Jinying, and the other to bring the imperial decree.

The author has something to say: tonight is double shift, every Saturday is my double shift day, I am inexplicably happy, remember to irrigate me with nutrient solution, although I don’t know what is the use of this thing