The rebirth of revenge as the prince of Hongshi

Unexpectedly, the sound of "dong dong" sounded all around at this time, and several ministers walked up to Hongshi and knelt down, begging the emperor to let his relatives go.Looking at the scene in front of him, Yinzhen recalled that all the officials had recommended Yunsi to be the crown prince, so he stood up angrily and scolded Hongshi: "Good Hongshi, you really have the style of being a father! You actually learned what Yunsi did. Come to blackmail me?" Yinzhen turned his head and told Su Peisheng: "I told you that Yunsi is not good at teaching children, and the crime should be degraded. Since Hongshi has adopted him as his son, he should be deposed as a commoner together. Yunsi's wife is endless. As a mother, I will divorce my wife on behalf of Yun today, and send Guo Luoluo back to her mother's house tomorrow. There is no need to thank you." After Su Peisheng retired, everyone's focus fell on Hongshi, who gritted his teeth, stared at Yinzhen and shouted : "Son... Grassman, thank you Lord Ron!"

The sky above the Forbidden City began to turn gray.

The author has something to say: the next chapter is the finale.

It was found at the sticky pole that the guard was killed by Yunsi. Yinzhen wanted to let Yunsi go, but Yunsi didn't understand Yinzhen's heart at the time, thinking that Yinzhen wanted to blame the eight blessings together, and Yinzhen was misunderstood by Yunsi. Angry, so at the end of the article, Yinzhen wanted to sacrifice Guo Luoluo on behalf of Yun.

☆, (ending) ignorance

Yinzhen's birthday this year was very unhappy.

His son, Hong Shi, who was adopted by the eighth brother, has now learned what the eighth brother did!This brat wanted to make such a big show in front of civil and military officials at my birthday banquet, and he deliberately made things difficult for me!Yinzhen looked at this son who didn't let him go his way in everything, and said with a stubborn face that Xie En is a nephew who is full of dissatisfaction. !However, when Yinzhen looked at the civil and military officials kneeling on the ground in front of him, the group of officials who kowtowed and cried and pleaded for Hongshi again, he suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.

It was like the eighth younger brother who was chained in shackles inexplicably when the election of the prince failed.

For some reason, there was a trace of sadness in my heart.

"I beg the emperor to take it back!"

"God is willing to be punished on behalf of the third elder brother!"

"I beg the emperor to spare the third elder brother!"

The voices of pleading came one after another, and Yinzhen's anger gradually subsided. Finally, with a big wave of his hand, he asked Prince Cheng to personally send Hongshi back to Prince Lian's mansion, and asked this unworthy son to close the door and think about his mistakes.

Yunzhi pressed Hongshi's head, asking this nephew, who was staring at his biological father, to kowtow to the emperor to thank him.After Hongshi managed to kowtow, he was escorted into the carriage by several guards, and then Yunzhi also walked into the carriage, and the carriage slowly drove towards the palace gate.

"Hongshi, you did too much tonight." In the carriage, Yunzhi sat opposite Hongshi, planning to preach to his nephew.

But Hongshi looked sideways at the scenery outside the car, ignoring the former third brother and today's third uncle.

In the dark night, there were not many stars in the sky, and there were only a few households lit up in the street, but this level of light was enough for Hongshi to notice that the carriage passed the former Suo'etu Mansion.

In the long-unpopulated mansion, only mottled paint remains on the exterior walls.A brass lock was hung on the rotten wooden door, locking the old glory of my uncle's house.

Where did Gu go too far?

Hongshi turned his head and looked at Yunzhi, trying to suppress the coldness in his eyes.He opened his mouth, his throat was a little dry, and asked Yunzhi in a hoarse voice: "Sanbo, do you remember Hui Mama telling Huang Mafa that your uncle was unfilial and asking Huang Mafa to kill him?"

Yunzhi nodded, he didn't know why Hongshi suddenly brought up this matter, so he didn't say much, and waited for Hongshi to continue.

"Hui Mamo told me that when she heard that her uncle wanted to murder the prince, she was so frightened that she lost her legs. But she only has this son! No matter how much trouble this son caused, she will keep him. And the emperor Mafa is also a person who cares about face, so she proposed to kill uncle before Huang Mafa, and Huang Mafa didn't dare to really ask to kill uncle."

Yun Zhi took a slow breath, trying to avoid the atmosphere of the past.

Hongshi continued: "You can also see how the emperor has treated the eighth uncle in the past two years, third uncle. If the situation continues to deteriorate." Hongshi paused, and asked Yunzhi with longing eyes: "Can the third uncle Can you help Uncle Ba?"

help!Will definitely help.Yun Zhi thought of how his elder brother dragged him to Zhongcui Palace to see that little one, when he stretched out his hand to pick up his eighth younger brother, how could he not help?

Tears rolled half a circle under Yunzhi's eyes, Yunzhi closed his eyes and nodded.

Therefore, he couldn't see the smug smile at the corner of Hongshi's mouth.

The wheels of the carriage kept turning with time. Four years later, in the palace of Qianqing, Yinzhen was holding a book in his hand and muttering words.

"I'm a good person! How could I kill my own relatives! Hiroshi died of illness and has nothing to do with me!"

Yinzhen was right, Hongshi's death really had nothing to do with him.

Hongshi has been dead for two years, and when it comes to him, we have to start three years ago.

Three years ago, Yinzhen made the eighth brother a commoner, retired Fujin for the eighth brother, and finally took the eighth brother to Baoding for imprisonment.After all, Hongshi was his own flesh and blood, so when Hongwang was dispatched to Jehol to serve as an army, Hongshi could stay in the capital, but he had to be imprisoned in Yunxuan Mansion.

"It's the twelfth brother's fault! He can't raise his own child, even my son is raised to death!"

The twelfth brother can't do anything well, and when I sent him to the Ministry of Rites, he could even copy his surname wrong.

Your Majesty, how can Hongshi's death be blamed on the twelve younger brothers?

If you want to blame, blame Thirteenth Brother.

After the death of Hongshi's second daughter, Yunxuan's mansion was filled with sadness.Hongshi looked at Ergege's small coffin in the garden, and kept asking himself what he was doing?

The eighth brother died in Baoding Pass, his whole family died, and his uncle's vengeance was avenged, so why are you still standing here?

"Nephew!" Yunxiang held a wine jar and waved to Hongshi.

Hong Shi turned his head and smiled wryly at Yun Xiang.Yunxiang said that he would hold a banquet to sweep away the bad luck, he knew that Hongshi couldn't go out, so he specially brought food and drinks over.

Yunxuan is not in good health today, so only Yunxiang and Hongshi are drinking together at this banquet.

Perhaps because he had too many bad memories of wine in his previous life, Hongshi only picked up a few slices of meat in the whole banquet, without dipping a drop of wine.On the contrary, Yunxiang drank until he was drunk, and reached the wine jar. Yunxiang hiccupped, put one hand on Hongshi's shoulder, and took out a wine bottle with a smile.

Seeing the wine bottle, Hong Shi frowned and said, "Uncle Thirteen, stop drinking."

Yun Xiang shook the wine bottle and said, "Nephew, this bottle of wine is for you."

"Uncle Thirteen, I don't want to drink."

Yunxiang ignored Hongshi's answer, stared at the wine bottle and said, "Hongshi, this bottle of wine is a good thing. You are still weak now, so just drink it anyway." Yunxiang insisted on stuffing the bottle into Hongshi hand, then stood up, staggered away.

Since he could get away, Hongshi didn't chase after him. He told the people around him to clean up the table and go back to the room by himself with the wine bottle.

He wanted to be alone.Hiroshi put the wine bottle on the table with a "boom", and then drove away all the people in the room.

Sitting in the silent room, Hongshi caught sight of the wine bottle out of the corner of his eye, and a surge of curiosity crept into his heart.

He lifted the seal of the wine bottle, sniffed the mouth of the bottle, and a familiar smell came to his mind.

It was the wine he drank with his thirteenth brother in Mongolia.

It was the wine he drank before his blunder.

He threw away the wine bottle in a hurry, and put his head in his hands, trying to prevent the idea of ​​revenge from crawling out.

So, the wine that Gu drank back then was not the eighth brother's tricks?

Hiroshi fell to the ground, waving his hands forward.

The faces of Eighth Brother and Eight Fujin floated in the air and smiled at him.

"Don't look for me, don't look for me." Hiroshi said as he crawled to the edge of the bed. The moment he wanted to crawl to the bottom of the bed, he met the two eyeballs under the bed. "Wow!" he yelled in terror, collapsing to the ground.

When the servants in Yunxuan's mansion heard the sound, they only saw the shards of wine bottles on the ground. A courageous servant walked into the inner room, and he was so frightened that he almost lost his courage.

Hongshi was lying on the ground, his eyes wide open, his hands seemed to be holding something, and his body was still slightly warm.

As a result, the Yunyu Mansion held funerals again.

In the Qianqing Palace, Yinzhen was still trying to explain what he wanted to say, but his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Su Peisheng.

"Your Majesty, Zeng Jing is here."

"Quick pass fast pass."

Under Yinzhen's urging, Zeng Jing quickly walked to the Qianqing Palace. After he saluted Yinzhen, Yinzhen helped him up, put his hands on Zeng Jing's shoulders, looked into Zeng Jing's eyes and said, "Listen I said, you misunderstood me, I don’t have Brother Tu! It was Li Fu’s own initiative to imprison the Eighth Brother to death, and it’s none of my business.”

But what Li Fu said two years ago at the execution ground rang in Yinzhen's ears.Li Fu, who was tied to the execution ground, said righteously: "This humble minister is doing this for the sake of the emperor."

How could you imprison the eighth brother for my sake!

After Yinzhen's heartbroken roar, he shook his head, grabbed Zeng Jing's shoulders, shook his shoulders, and desperately defended himself: "I obviously didn't order the eighth brother to be killed! How can you make random guesses about me? Third brother , It’s all bad for the third brother! I asked you to plead guilty for the eighth brother, what did you say that you are willing to bear the name of killing my brother on my behalf, you bastard! I never thought of killing the eighth brother! The eighth brother is my own brother Ah! How could I want to kill him!" Yinzhen's voice became high-pitched: "It's all your fault! How can you make random guesses about me! I'm a good person!"

Zeng Jing was so bombarded by Yinzhen's roar that he could only hear the humming sound. He looked at Yinzhen's frantic eyes, and his shoulders were bearing the weight of Yinzhen's whole body. Although he couldn't hear the sound, his body began to shiver. .

When Zeng Jing was able to hear the voice again, it was Yinzhen No.40 who asked him four times: "Do you understand that I am a good person?"

Zeng Jing swallowed her saliva and nodded vigorously.

Yinzhen let go of his shoulder in an instant, then patted his shoulder twice, and laughed loudly: "I knew it, you all misunderstood me. I am a good person! Hahaha!"

Laughter echoed in Qianqing Palace, but no one would think it was a happy laughter after hearing it.

Yinzhen knows all this.

The author has something to say: I believe that Kangxi officially passed the throne to Yinzhen, because Yinzhen is most like Kangxi.

☆、Forty-eight episodes

Long, long ago, there was a little prince who was writing very hard in his study.

After Yinzhen finished writing a Heart Sutra, he gently put down his brush and turned to look at Baotai at the next table.

Baotai wrote a few words crookedly on the white paper, which is far worse than Yinzhen's writing.

But it's not Baotai's fault, after all, he is less than four years old this year and has just learned to hold a writing brush, so please don't have too high expectations for him.

Yinzhen glanced at Baotai's words, then turned and left the study.

Baotai, who was not appreciated by Yinzhen, pouted and looked out the window.

At this moment, there is a little guy outside the study who is poking his head.

Xiaobudian waved to Baotai and asked Baotai to play outside with him.

Baotai looked at the desk, then at the little boy, and decided to go with him.

So, Yinsi took Baotai's hand and ran to Yanxi Palace to find Jiudi to play with.

Therefore, when Yinzhen looked for Baotai with a brush that he had used, he was nowhere to be found!

Feeling that I didn't take care of my second uncle's son, and lost Baotai, I was really ashamed of my ancestors, Yinzhen, and I was in a hurry.

Yinzhen looked at Baotai's desk, and suddenly many words floated in his mind.

Dead!Dead!Dead!Dead!

When he was rehearsing how to explain to his second uncle 222 times in his mind, Yin Si came back with Baotai!

"Where did you take Baotai? Don't you know I'm worried?"

Facing Yinzhen's roar, Yinsi was so frightened that his nose burst into tears and said: "I... I will take Baotai... to play with Jiudi. I... ..I..." Yinsi sniffed and wanted to continue, but he choked and his face turned red.

Seeing this situation, the nanny who followed Yinsi and was in charge of taking care of him was terrified, and immediately patted his back and wiped his nose.

And for some reason, Yinreng, who was passing by the study at this time, stopped beside Yinsi to speak for Yinsi.

"Fourth brother, please spare eighth brother."

Fourth brother, please spare eighth brother.

Fourth brother, please spare eighth brother.

Yinzhen's words echoed in Yinzhen's ears, and he was so frightened that he stumbled and woke up.

Yinzhen looked around and found himself sitting in a room in the Yuanmingyuan, and fell asleep on a chair at some point.

He stood up and walked outside the room to see the landscape of the garden he designed.

In autumn, the trees in the Old Summer Palace are covered with orange coats, and there are some fallen leaves on the ground, which shows the chill of autumn.

But Yinzhen can only stay here now.

He can no longer live in the Forbidden City behind him.

The queen is dead, the thirteenth brother is dead, and there is no need to stay in the Forbidden City anymore.

There are too many past events, full of many tears.

As for Qiandi, he couldn't stay for a moment.

After the death of his eighth brother, he once returned to the old house.

At that time, the old house had already demolished the walls of the Eighth Brother’s house.He walked to the newly merged part of the old house and came to the place where the eighth brother once lived, wanting to feel the breath left by the eighth brother.

But the more he walked away, the more stuffy his heart became. Whenever he recalled the figure of being a guest at the eighth younger brother's house, his heart ached even more.

When he revisited the old place, he could only flee in a hurry.

Not to mention Mongolia and Jiangnan.

What if he goes there and stays in a place where the eighth brother used to fly, but finds that figure can no longer be found?

Just thinking about it already hurts.

After Yinzhen ascended the throne, he never left the capital, and finally moved out of the Forbidden City.

It has been half a year since I moved into Yuanmingyuan.In the past six months, no one has ever come to ask him if he is used to living there.

A gust of wind blew by, and Yinzhen remembered the dream just now.

I really want to hug my eighth brother and say don’t cry, don’t cry, the fourth brother is not angry with you, the fourth brother is not trying to scold you, just remember to tell the fourth brother before taking Baotai away next time.

Um.The eighth brother nodded, stopped crying, then smiled through tears, held the fourth brother's face, and kissed the fourth brother big.

All gone.

The author has something to say: The ending song of this article is "Heartbeat".