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Concubine Zhao spent three days introspecting in Tai'an Palace, and finally made a choice.

She still has a lot of backbone. It is true that returning to the Zhao family as a commoner for the elderly is definitely much more comfortable than going to the nunnery to practice, but in order to keep her status as a concubine, she still chose to practice.

Before leaving, the only condition she put forward to Jiang Zhao was that she hoped that all the sins she committed could be washed away in the future cleaning, and that Jiang Zhao would allow her to enter the imperial mausoleum and be buried with the late emperor after a hundred years.

Regarding this condition, Jiang Zhao readily agreed without even thinking about it.

She didn't care whether Concubine Zhao's real purpose was to remain affectionate with the late emperor, or whether she still couldn't let go of her status as the late emperor's favored concubine. Anyway, there were many empty coffins in the late emperor's tomb, and a few more concubines could fit them.

After the negotiation was settled, Jiang Zhao still had a good conscience and beautified Zhao Taifei's departure from the palace. She didn't say that she was going to practice atonement, but said that she missed the late emperor and was depressed. She invited her to the nunnery to pray for the late emperor. Pray for Dameng Jiangshan.

After sending Concubine Zhao away, Jiang Zhao issued two more imperial edicts.

One was to reprimand Jiang Xi, the fifth princess, for being disrespectful, bullying her sisters, and tarnishing the royal family's reputation. Her mother, Concubine Jin, was charged with lax discipline and ordered the mother and daughter to contemplate their mistakes behind closed doors.

The second is to give the fourth princess Jiang Yin the title An Yi, and bestow it on Chuyun Palace. Because Jiang Yin is still awake, she just issued a verbal edict ordering the House of Internal Affairs to make new clothes, and the canonization ceremony will be held after Jiang Yin recovers from her illness.

Because Qian Chengye, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, was sent to prison, the preparation of the ceremony was entrusted to the assistant minister, and by the way, some routine transfers were made to the officials of the Ministry of Rites, including the transfer of Xie Hui from Dali Temple to the Ministry of Rites as a member of the Ministry of Rites. class.

His Majesty's trust and respect for Xie's family is well known throughout the court, and her actions did not surprise anyone. Even the left minister did not show dissatisfaction on the surface, and these transfers are considered solid.

After going to court, Jiang Zhao asked Yuan Xiang to stay with Lu Cangyu, who had "recovered from illness" and returned to the court, to talk in the imperial study.

She also didn't mean to be hypocritical, seeing Lu Cangyu enter the hall, she directly asked: "Uncle, have you made up your mind?"

"What have you thought about?" Lu Cangyu bowed his hands to her and asked back.

Jiang Zhaodao: "It's been half a month now, when does uncle plan to return her to me?"

Lu Cangyu lowered her eyebrows and said calmly: "I don't know what your majesty is talking about. If it's still about that talented person, I made it clear early on that I didn't leave her at home, and I don't know where she has gone now." .”

"Why do you have to pretend to be stupid with me, uncle?"

Jiang Zhao waved his hand, Gao Sheng'an and Yuan Xiang retreated together, and closed the hall door.

She got up and came out from behind the case, and stood in front of Lu Cangyu, staring into his eyes with a half-smile, "Now there are only us uncle and nephew, there are some things, it's better to speak clearly as soon as possible."

Lu Cangyu looked at her peacefully, without the slightest evasion, "Since His Majesty believes that she is in my hands, I will no longer deny it, but I think His Majesty understands what I mean, there will be no result between you and her." .”

"The result?" Jiang Zhao smiled, stretched out his hand and clenched a fist in front of him, "The result is in my hands."

She turned around and found a chair to sit down, motioned for Lu Cangyu to sit next to her, and tapped her forehead with two fingers, "Does uncle think that there is probably no real love between the two women, and that I will not do anything for her?" too much?"

Lu Cangyu said: "I don't dare to guess His Majesty's intentions without authorization, and I don't want to interfere too much with His Majesty's private affairs. What I do is just to let His Majesty get back on the right track and give the world an explanation."

"Uncle is so good-sounding."

Jiang Zhao glanced at Lu Cangyu who was sitting next to him, habitually reached out and touched the sachet hanging on his waist, rubbed it with his fingertips a few times, and then continued: "Since uncle doesn't want to speculate, then I will tell uncle truthfully , I probably won't have a middle palace in my life, but Xie Jinhui is my only wife, even my uncle can't make me compromise."

Although her voice is weak, her words are firm.

Lu Cangyu touched his cuffs, recalled the conversation with Xie Jin in the small courtyard that day, and said in a low voice: "I said before that I will not interfere too much with your Majesty's private affairs. You have to pamper the female officer and give her the gift of concubine. relationship, but as the king of a country, you should always remember your responsibilities, she can be your only wife, but she cannot be your only bedside person."

Although I thought about starting from Xie Jin's side, Lu Cangyu had seen her attitude before. The two conversations later ended with Lu Cangyu returning with regrets. For that side, Lu Cangyu really didn't have any hope. up.

Since Jiang Zhao took the initiative to bring up this matter, he thought of another person to persuade him.

After all, in his opinion, the initiative between the two of them is indeed in Jiang Zhao's hands. Even if she can disregard her reputation before and after her life, she can't let Dameng Jiangshan have no successors.

So Lu Cangyu followed the temptation carefully, and said to Jiang Zhao: "You saved Xie's family back to the capital for her, and you gave her preferential treatment. You didn't owe her anything at first, but now you are even more favored by the emperor. She knows books and rituals, so she will definitely not It's a jealous nature, just let her stay by your side, and uncle won't say anything, just don't be too capricious."

He persuaded Jiang Zhao: "In addition to Zhao Chengming, there are many young talents in Beijing. You can choose good people to enter the palace, even if you don't set up the middle palace, you can give them a place at will. If you give birth to an heir in the future, it will be regarded as a gift." Isn’t it the account of the ancestors?”

"What nonsense is uncle talking about?" Jiang Zhao said without changing his expression, "I only have one person in my heart, and I can't have children with others. I have made my own arrangements for the crown prince, so I don't need to worry about uncle."

Lu Cangyu froze, and said in disbelief, "What do you mean?"

He stood up, walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, and asked with a cold face: "Don't tell me, you don't even want any children because of Xie Jin, so who do you want to give this majestic country? The royal family? Or just anyone on the street?" Looking for someone to inherit the throne?"

Jiang Zhao didn't hide from him, and said bluntly: "I fell in love with Uncle Kang's daughter, Jiang Han."

Lu Cangyu was obviously stunned, and it took a long time before she spoke again: "Is this the reason why you kept that little girl?"

Seeing that Jiang Zhao nodded, Lu Cangyu couldn't help breathing heavily, gritted her teeth and forcefully suppressed the violence of hating iron but not steel, and asked: "You would rather hand over the throne to others than give birth to your own blood?" ?"

"Blood? What is a blood?"

Jiang Zhao laughed, resting his elbows on the armrest of the chair to prop up his chin, looking at Lu Cangyu indifferently.

"I am the flesh and blood of the late emperor, so he can still drive me into the abyss in an instant, ignore me and let others bully me.

And Jinniang, who had never met me before, was able to shelter me from the wind and rain, warm porridge and food, and stayed with me for six years. "

Speaking of Xie Jin, Jiang Zhao recalled the past, couldn't help lowering his brows and eyes, and there was a little nostalgic look on his face.

She said softly to Lu Cangyu: "I don't care what bloodline or throne, I only want Xie Jin alone.

Uncle, how can a person walk in this world without being stained with dust? If I am destined not to be an emperor who will satisfy my uncle and everyone in the world, then I beg my uncle to abolish me and establish a new king. "

"Bastard!"

Lu Cangyu was finally so angry that he slapped the sandalwood tabletop with a slap. Jiang Zhao was frightened by his sudden movement and deafening voice, but his heart beat like a drum, but he still forced himself to remain calm and just looked at him with vacant eyes. .

Gao Sheng'an heard the movement and pushed the door in, calling out: "Your Majesty!"

"Go out." Jiang Zhao didn't change his expression, but he tightly held the sachet around his waist in his hand, and quickly ordered: "No one is allowed to come in without my order, and those who disobey the order will not be forgiven."

Gao Sheng'an showed a tangled face, but was dragged out by Yuan Xiang's neckline from behind, and closed the palace door smoothly.

Jiang Zhao took two slow and deep breaths, calmed down a little, and said to her uncle who was like a raging lion: "Uncle is just recovering from a serious illness, so don't be too angry, because even if you are angry, I will I won't change my mind, for the rest of my life, my pillow will only be Xie Jin."

She put down the sachet and stood up, not avoiding the raging anger in Lu Cangyu's eyes.

Lu Cangyu also looked at her, smiled back with anger, and said through gritted teeth: "You are really not afraid of disappointing the last emperor's last entrustment. I used the sword to force all the clan members to retreat back then, so that you could become a man who wants beauty and not country. Plant it?"

"I failed no one."

Jiang Zhao remained calm all the time, and said clearly: "Even if the late emperor treated mother like that, even if I let him down, he deserves it.

And since I can be the emperor, I can also take care of Jiang Han so that Dameng Jiangshan will not be destroyed.

As for the entrustment of the people of the world, I did not have a single edict that harmed the people's livelihood during my reign. In the past three years in Jiaping, I have been worthy of the people. "

After a pause, her eyes softened a little, and she murmured: "Only Jin Niang, every step I take back is a disappointment."

She confessed all her thoughts, but it was a pity that Lu Cangyu couldn't understand her affection, let alone her actions. He always felt that having children is a common thing in life, even the emperor is no exception.

And as Jiang Zhao's uncle, he was Jiang Zhao's backing, Jiang Zhao's backer, seeing her step by step to the high position, not to see her make a wedding dress for others because of her love for her son and daughter, what kind of sect is she doing? Pro store.

But he also knew that Jiang Zhao's temperament was very much like his sister Lu Yanrong, and since she had decided on something, she could not reverse it with just a few words, let alone coerce and lure her into a compromise.

She is only 19 years old, and there is still a long way to go, Lu Cangyu is not in a hurry.

He suppressed his anger, calmed down, and said to Jiang Zhao: "I can't change your majesty's determination, but your majesty can't shake my determination, so I can't let your majesty see her, let alone let her return to your majesty. I can assure Your Majesty that I will never treat her slowly, and please forgive my hard work."

After Lu Cangyu finished speaking, she knelt on the ground and bowed to Jiang Zhao, kowtowing to the end.

Jiang Zhao looked down at him with difficult eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Does Uncle have to force me like this?"

"I have no intention of persecuting Your Majesty." Lu Cangyu raised her head, her eyes were full of regret, and she said with three points of accusation: "Your Majesty, you are forcing this humble minister."

"What if I order you as a king to return Xie Jin to me?"

"Then forgive me, I can't obey orders."

Lu Cangyu stood up from the ground, her face was cold, she was not angry, she said, "Even if Your Majesty wants to punish me, I will admit it, but I can't let Your Majesty make the same mistakes again and again, I will leave."

After speaking, regardless of Jiang Zhao's reaction, he opened the door of the palace and walked away.

As soon as Lu Cangyu left the imperial study room, Gao Sheng'an hurriedly pushed Yuan Xiang into the hall. Although Yuan Xiang struggled in his heart, he still mustered up the courage to step into the hall. As soon as he entered, a cup flew over and hit him on the forehead.

He clutched his forehead and didn't dare to cry out the pain. He knelt down on the ground with a plop, bowed his head on the ground, and didn't dare to say a word.

Gao Sheng'an was also so frightened that his legs were weak, he immediately came in and knelt beside him, shouting: "Your Majesty, calm down!"

"Go back and change clothes, I'm going out of the palace."

Jiang Zhao hurriedly walked past the two of them, Gao Shengan was stunned for a moment, quickly pulled Yuan Xiang up, and said in a low voice: "Go and ask someone to call Chang Xiaowei and He Lang to go to Xihe Palace, this time I will accompany His Majesty out of the palace, and you go to the imperial doctor to treat the wound."

"Master, it's still me..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I have to follow up, you do as I say."

"Yes."

Yuan Xiang watched Gao Sheng'an trot away, let go of his hand and looked at his palm, it was already wet with blood.

He grinned, wiped the blood on his forehead a few times with his cuff, and hurriedly acted on what Master said.

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