Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

Cold comes and summer goes, autumn goes and winter comes.

The above sentence is meaningless, it is only the beginning of winter, and it has just snowed, and it has only been seven or eight days.

Zhu Jianshen ate a simple breakfast, wrapped in furs and wearing Hailong's hat, and went to the court slowly: "Sister Wan, prepare to make the Xia offering at noon~"

"Okay." Wan Zhen'er sent him to the gate of the palace, straightened his clothes, and tugged at his hem: "I won't send you out, it's too cold outside."

"Well, it's suddenly cold. Hey, you stay indoors, don't go out, and recover steadily." Zhu Jianshen hugged her: "Why did you catch a cold, you are so strong."

Wan Zhen'er pursed her mouth, a little aggrieved: "You insisted on dragging me to watch the snow and cook wine last night, and I froze." Because she knew she was pregnant in advance, she didn't dare to drink too much, so she caught a cold.

"Blame me, blame me." Zhu Jian said with a deep smile, "If there is any tribute today, I will bring it to you."

"Yeah. Be careful, don't take off your clothes when it's hot, it's no joke to be blown by the cold wind." Wan Zhen'er also smiled: "If you insist on staying with me, the medicine to cure the wind and cold will be cooked later. I'll send someone to bring you a bowl, don't forget to drink."

Zhu Jian curled his lips with a bitter face, and sighed: "Zhen's life is hard enough..."

Wan Zhen'er kept laughing, covered her face and sneezed again, and blew her nose with a handkerchief: "Go now~"

After the emperor left, she took out a book from under the pillow, a book "Gourmet Encyclopedia" that suddenly appeared on her bed for some reason, turned to the chapter on dipping sauce, and began to study the method of making dipping sauce.He also ordered: "Let them slaughter a sheep and send some of the freshest lamb over."

Zhu Jianshen had just walked to the Qianqing Palace—yes, he had to walk, because he was going to hold a winter ceremony to worship the heavens tomorrow, and he had to walk more in the last ten days.

Uh, and ah, on the first day of the first lunar month, we also have to go to sacrifice to heaven.

"Long live!" Jin Yiwei reported: "Qin Zhongbin has escorted Zhang Yuanji to Beijing, and Zhang Yuanji and his grandmother have been imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Qin Zhongbin is waiting for orders outside the afternoon."

Zhu Jian was stunned: "Send him in." Then he picked up an apple and ate it. The breakfast was a bit dry, fried vegetables and cakes, and the soup was a little salty.

Kacha Kacha ate an apple, then picked up an orange: "Peel off."

The emperor would not peel the oranges and eat them himself. He would make people laugh if he dyed his fingers yellow and got the color of orange peels under his nails.

The eunuch hurried forward, peeled the oranges, and put them on the plate one by one.

"The oranges are so sweet." The emperor pulled a piece of paper and wrote, "Why are you so kind, Chenglu is auspicious."

The eunuch next to him had a great eye for price, and immediately brought a box over. Zhu Jianshen picked and picked from the large plate of pastels, and picked two particularly round and beautiful oranges, put them in the box, and added this piece of paper: "Send past."

Qin Zhongbin was summoned, and ran all the way from the Meridian Gate to the Qianqing Palace, patted the snow on his body at the door, entered the house, and prostrated himself on the ground: "My minister Qin Zhongbin kowtows to Long Live."

Zhu Jianshen was a little unhappy: "I arrived in Tianjin seven days ago, why did I arrive in the capital today?" I anxiously wrote the Qing Ci and the sacrificial oration!The Qing Ci is written to God Haotian, and the sacrificial text is written to my own father. If my father sees me as the master of Jian Jianji, he will die of anger, right?hee hee hee~

Qin Zhongbin was suffering in his heart. He fought wits and bravery along the way, and worked so hard. Just because he came a few days late, the emperor didn't call him.He hastened to explain: "People from Tianshi Mansion followed all the way to Beijing. We encountered heavy rain and heavy snow in Tianjin Wei, and the road was icy. I was afraid that the road was too slippery and would be taken advantage of by the thieves who followed us, so we hesitated. Please forgive me. .”

"Well, get up." Zhu Jianshen waited for him to stand up, looked down, he was a fair and energetic young man when he went out, and after half a year, he turned dark, thin and vigilant. Easy: "Give me a seat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Tell me in detail what you saw and heard along the way."

Qin Zhongbin was a little hesitant. He didn't know which part the emperor wanted to hear. It was a rare opportunity to face the saint, so he simply told everything he had heard. From the time he went across the state and across the government, the officials were conscientious about the customs and customs he saw. Some are dereliction of duty, some are extravagant and dissipated, some are kind-hearted gentry and wealthy households, some are local tyrants and evil gentry, some are hard-working poor, and some are stealing, raping and playing tricks. flesh and blood.

The emperor was engrossed in listening, and sighed quietly: "The world is so big, you continue to talk."

Qin Zhongbin went on to say that when he arrived at Longhu Mountain, he saw that they were full of clean morals on the surface, full of male thieves and female prostitutes, and how Zhang Liujie made up lies to deceive himself, how hypocritical he was, how he secretly inquired about the situation, and how he got Yu Taifu's dream, In the end, how did he surprise Zhang Tianshi and arrest the thief and his mother in one fell swoop, and told them all in detail.

After I finished speaking, I thought about it carefully, and I didn't say enough about Taifu Tuomeng, but I also said in detail that the village girl beat three hundred family members, fighting in and out all the way, comparable to Zhao Zilong riding the savior alone.

After talking for half an hour, Qin Zhongbin's mouth was dry and his spirit was lifted.

Zhu Jianshen was shocked, the plot of this story had twists and turns, it was better than Pingshu, and it was more real than Pingshu!My Daming is indeed full of talents!Looking at the hourglass next to her, it's too late: "Come here, take Qin Aiqing to rest and give a banquet. Go and invite King Tan to the palace. Aiqing, I'm going to court, and I'll talk to you when I come back."

Qin Zhongbin got up quickly: "Long live farewell."

Zhu Jianshen almost ran towards Fengtianmen at the speed of jumping over the threshold and floating down the steps, and ran groaningly. This was a little later than the time of going to court, and the ministers waited for a long time. time.Goodness, sister Wan started to have a runny nose last night, and slept until midnight with a fever, but I didn't do anything.

When the emperor ran to Fengtianmen panting, the civil and military officials had already lined up and had been waiting here for a long time.

Accompanied by the singing of bells and drums from the Shang Dynasty and other soundtracks, Zhu Jianshen walked to the back of the Long Shuan with square steps, in front of the throne, and sat down upright.

Only then did the ministers heave a sigh of relief, this was the first time since the emperor came to the throne that he was late!Although... Master Hong Wu and Master Yong Le ruled once a day, while the emperor of this dynasty ruled once every three to five days, but he was still diligent in government, and he was a good emperor if he could make do, but he came late today!

The officials danced and said goodbye.

"The Qing family is safe." Zhu Jianshen was about to speak, and sighed faintly: "Dear dears, I was very worried about the occasional blizzard last night. Can the refugees in the city be resettled?"

The emperor pre-empted, gagged the mouths of the ministers, and sat here panting and making excuses.Am I getting up late?No!I got up very early, and I came late to the court. I was meeting the ministers!

The ministers hurriedly started to play the emperor, and talked about the routines to deal with the heavy snow, saying that they would open a porridge field to relieve the refugees and build a straw shed.

Zhu Jianshen thought clearly in his heart, and became more confident: "My dear friends, you need to put on more clothes. Alas, the concubine felt cold yesterday. I... hugged Youzhen by my side to comfort him. He made trouble for me all night."

etc!What I want to say is that the noble concubine is sick and I have no business with her. I came late to meet Qin Zhongbin, why did I mention Dabao again?What's the matter with Guan Dabao!

The ministers had no choice but to listen to the emperor's speech, keep their mouths full of what they wanted to say, wait for their turn to speak, and then spit it out quickly.

But the emperor said again: "Qin Lu, Qin Zhongbin is about to commit Zhang Yuanji and plunder him to Beijing, and he has already been thrown into prison, do you know?"

Lu Yu, Minister of the Ministry of Punishments, wiped his cold sweat wildly, and said to himself that fortunately I have been taking care of this matter, and I have always personally asked about it, otherwise it would be really numb: "Report to the emperor, I know."

Zhu Jianshen said: "I just heard Qin Zhongbin tell about his experience in the past few months. It was really ups and downs and moving. The Longhu Mountain line is no longer the clean place it used to be. It has become a place where bandits gather and violate etiquette. Killing people, robbing wealth, seizing first daughters, dear friends, discuss what should be done with this piece of Yuanji, and his grandmother."

The ministers were quiet for a while, and then began to argue about the matter, arguing endlessly.

Lu Yu said in a loud voice: "In the first year of Chenghua, I was given the title Chongxu Shousuzhaozu, who respected the law, An Tian Le Jing Xuan Tong, the Dazheng, whose mother is kind and gentle, Jingshu Taiyuan Lord, should stop the attack and go to the real name!"

"That's right! Grab the title! There is no need to pass down the lineage of the Celestial Master!"

Some people think: "Zhang Tianshi's dharma lineage has been spread widely, and he has been blessed for thousands of years. Although Zhang Yuanji, the eldest son, is unworthy, he can just choose someone from the side branch who has the Tao. How can he stop attacking?"

"Hehe! Is it useful for Zhang's family to hold a big ceremony every year to protect the country and quell disasters? Today's peaceful and prosperous age relies on today's long live virtuous and benevolent, and colleagues work hard. What does it have to do with their stinky Taoist priests who cheat food and drink!"

"That's right, monks and Taoists are all gangsters who steal the sky and change the world. It is clear that the king and ministers are loyal to the peace and prosperity. They dare to come to fight for merit! Think about the Sakyamuni, but the barbarians of the Western Regions, think about the Huang Lao's art of death destroyed the Han Dynasty! Taoist alchemy destroyed the Song Dynasty! Your Majesty, we must guard against the lessons learned from the past!"

"Nonsense! It's true that Taoists have harmed the country and the people. How can I get involved in Buddhism? Buddhism is a pure place, teaching people to be kind and compassionate."

"Bah! My Taoist sect is all about quietness and inaction. How dare you fake compassionate bald donkeys compare with my Taoist sect!"

Yes, just outside the Fengtian Gate, an atheist minister sparked a religious war between a Buddhist minister and a Faithful minister. At first, the two scolded each other from a distance, but then they got closer and closer. We are about to fight.

Zhu Jianshen was a little drowsy at first, but he regained his energy when he saw a fight.

When he was a child, he heard that a Jinyiwei commander was killed in Fengtian Temple, so he was really curious!

Lu Yu bitterly persuaded the two of them to go aside: "You two, since you two are so devout, why don't you make an appointment for a day, and each have a high table discussion, how about it?"

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

"Whether the attack is stopped or not, I think that Zhang Yuanji needs to know the canonical punishment, so as to set the record straight."

Someone else singled out objections, not against this suggestion, but the person who spoke: "What counts as a canonical punishment? Beheading? Bah! Zhang Yuanji is not worthy of the Holy Grace, so he should be cut into pieces as a warning to others!"

"Yes! It should be cut in half!"

Yes, various types of death penalty have different supporters, and they started to discuss how Zhang Yuanji should die, and they yelled for a long time.

The emperor had already quietly written a note, and sent someone to send it to the back, asking how he was, whether he had eaten the orange, and came to listen to Qin Zhongbin tell a story later.

Concubine Wan Gui is studying hard, and she is still reading the food encyclopedia. She loses her appetite when she is sick, but after reading the book for a while, she only feels that her appetite has increased. There are many dishes on it that are worth trying, and most of them look delicious. , there is a part that looks strange, and it is said to be delicious.

The oranges sent by the emperor had turned into orange peels. She ate one and a half, but Dabao snatched a few petals.

Dabao was sitting next to him, holding a book with very large characters, and vaguely recognized the characters: "Mother, it's so difficult."

Wan Zhen'er coaxed him slowly: "Do you like listening to stories?"

"Like it!"

"If you can read, you will be able to read a lot of very long and wonderful stories. Those stories written on paper are more interesting than those told by mother and mother."

"Oh oh oh oh oh!" Dabao was fooled, and began to try his best: "One, two, three,...people, from,"

"Children Learning Qionglin", "Li Weng's Rhyme", "Longwen Whip Shadow", "Three Hundred Tang Poems", and "The Book of Songs" are placed beside him, and they are used to teach him to recognize characters.

Wan Zhen'er held him in her arms and read poems to him when she was free, as a mentor, but today she was sick and couldn't hold him.

At noon on the day of hoeing, the sweat dripped down to the soil.Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey.

Around the two galaxies of Niu and Nv, participate in the business of Liang Yao to fight west and east.

In October, on the frontier of the Fortress, the garrison is frightened by the whistling frost; on the river in three winters, it is long and snowy, and the fisherman is cold.

What a beautiful sentence!If you listen to it more, you will probably be nurtured into a wit, right?

The little eunuch entered the door and saluted: "Good luck, your majesty, the emperor sent a villain to deliver the letter."

"Excuse me, bring it." Wan Zhen'er looked at the densely written note and sniffled: "Is the emperor still in court?"

"Hui Niangniang, yes."

"Give him a cup of hot tea to warm him up... Oh, Zhang Yuanji is here!" Wan Zhen'er was startled: "Bring a pen and ink here."

Xiaomai and Xiaosu hurriedly brought pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and waited for the empress to write.

Wan Zhen'er picked up the pen and thought about it, and wrote: "My mother is addicted to taking elixir, and she believes in Zhang Tianshi. I am afraid that my mother will intercede for him.Please the emperor make a quick decision, and the concubines try to control the news as much as possible so that the queen mother does not know. ]kill

It's over!

Writing such a small piece of paper should not be signed, but there is only one concubine in the harem... What difference does it make if it is signed or not...

The little eunuch drank a cup of hot tea, then ran back to deliver the letter.

Wan Zhen'er was a little dizzy, she blew her nose, propped herself up on the table dizzy, and thought for a long time: "Mai, take a basket of oranges and send them to the Compassionate Ning Palace, and tell Xihong, hurry up and make your mother sick for a while, Even if it's a diet conflict, or giving her more fried fish, she'll be a little sick for a few days. These few days must not be suitable for seeing outsiders."

"Yes, ma'am."

Wan Zhen'er knocked on the table angrily, always feeling that something was wrong, as if there was something else she should order, but she just couldn't think of it.After thinking for a long time, she became more and more annoyed, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration: "Nurse Gao, go and inform the guards at Donghua Gate, Xihua Gate and Meridian Gate, and tell the emperor that the Marquis of Changning is not allowed to enter the palace."

Hey, I should tell the emperor about this!Are you writing a note?

After Dabao read two words, he rushed over impatiently and fell into her arms: "Mother~hug~hug baby~"

Wan Zhen'er laughed and said, "Are you talking about a tongue twister? I can't hug you today, I'm sick."

"I'm sick... ah! Mom, are you feeling bad?"

"Well, if I hug you and get angry with you, you will feel bad too. You have a headache and your body is sore."

Dabao sat on the bed chubbyly, blinking his big black eyes: "In that case, mother, will you be okay?"

"Huh?" Wan Zhen'er has never been a delicate, soft and sensitive woman, but she was still attracted by her son. He is so cute, with a face full of innocence and worry: "No, my mother will feel sad when she sees you feeling uncomfortable. Yes. Just bear with it for a day or two, and mother will be fine soon."

"Oh." Dabao scratched the bed with his short hands, tilted his head and thought for a while, as if he didn't think it was worthwhile, he crawled back.

Wan Zhen'er's eye circles were red, and she looked at her son with a dazed look. This chubby figure was very similar to the chubby little prince many years ago, he was such a gentle, considerate and gentle man!I don't know which girl will have the good luck to marry my son in the future.

I hope she is a very wise and interesting girl, don't be too rigid and polite, and joke with the prince in private, I hope my son will not accept concubines and become a wise king. ...Oh, I'm going to have a grandson in another ten years...

Holding a note in his hand, the little eunuch hurried over.

The quarreling ministers looked around and listened to all directions, and they all found this little eunuch. Their voices of arguing couldn't help but lowered a little bit. They looked at the man secretly, and secretly speculated: "Is it Wan Guifei?" ]

[It must be the imperial concubine, there is no one else in the palace]

[What is this for?Intercede with Zhang Tianshi?are you crazy? ]

[Morning hen!unacceptable! ]

[The emperor actually looked forward to it!This is definitely not a note from the Queen Mother! ]

The emperor opened his eyes wide in anticipation, and the expression of anger and frustration was replaced by a vigorous and happy expression. Only then did the ministers know that the emperor was very happy when facing the concubine, and he was not so depressed all day long.

Zhu Jianshen took the note, unfolded it, his expression changed drastically, he looked up at the ministers, and then looked down at the note: "My dear friends have been discussing for a long time, and I have heard it all." Actually, no, the emperor has been sitting Thinking wildly here, and looking forward to seeing who can fight with whom.

"Zhang Yuanji will be executed, and his grandmother will give him death." Zhu Jianshen squeezed the note, a little hurriedly: "Lu Yuyu draws up the decree, oh, forget it, you don't need to draft the decree. Use official documents, the three law divisions are all here, report quickly Come up, I will use it, use the seal."

Everyone was surprised, it was different from what they had imagined!

Why is the emperor so anxious after reading the note?

Could it be that Concubine Wan Gui urged him to immediately sentence Zhang Yuanji to death, and he would not be allowed to return to the palace if he did not?

The emperor was so anxious that he stuttered!

Three Jurisdictions: The top officials of Dali Temple, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Supervision Institute immediately got together to discuss. The Minister of Dali Temple, the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment, and the Zuodu Yushi of the Supervision Institute quickly confirmed the matter. One sentence is enough for the ten crimes announced.

In fact, there were only three main reasons for killing him, but the fact that he was charged with more crimes made him more deserving of killing.

The censor boldly asked: "Your Majesty, please don't let the harem interfere in the government. I dare to ask, what did Wan Niangniang write?"

Zhu Jianshen wiped his cold sweat with his sleeve, and sighed sadly: "The imperial concubine reminds me that my mother has been taking the elixir that the Tianshi mansion paid tribute to. If she hears the news that Zhang Yuanji is about to be beheaded, she will definitely try to rescue him. It's not too late If my mother doesn’t let me kill Zhang Yuanji, I won’t be able to disobey her old man. Lovers, please don’t go into details.”

Doing this kind of thing with the queen mother, you can only do it for sister Wan, but you can't do it for other things.

The palm print eunuch next to him hurriedly picked out the large seal used to execute the prisoner and held it over.

The Sanfa Division immediately handed over the draft, and Lu Yu wiped his sweat: "The emperor forgives the sin, the time is tight, and there is no time to write it in detail."

Zhu Jianshen asked: "Isn't this official document not for the common people to read?"

"No, no, it will be sealed up after being read out by the execution supervisor."

"That's good." Zhu Jianshen picked up the big seal of Bi An that was placed on the cinnabar ink pad, firmly stamped it on the official document, and then waved: "Hurry up, don't delay. I order the three of you to be the supervisor and execute the official." , Immediately execute, execute.”

The book implies: Legend has it that Bi An is not only anxious for justice and righteous, but also able to distinguish right from wrong and make decisions impartially. Therefore, in addition to adorning the prison gate, he also prostrates on both sides of the hall of the government office.

The ministers knew how messed up the queen mother was and how weak and deceitful the emperor was, so they also felt an inexplicable sense of urgency to race against time.

The imperial censor was still relentless: "My lord, the emperor, how did the imperial concubine know that Zhang Yuanji has been escorted to justice? Could it be that the imperial concubine knows all about government affairs?"

Zhu Jianshen could hear that his implication was not good, and glared at him angrily: "I just told her, why not? Qin Zhongbin's trip is very exciting, I want the noble concubine to listen to it."

It's hard for the censor to say anything, it's fine if the imperial concubine sends someone to inquire about the news, it's his business that the emperor speaks loudly.

Dali Temple Minister, Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment, and Zuodu Yushi of the Supervision Institute hurriedly received the decree, went out of the palace, set up an execution ground at Caishikou, raised criminals in the Ministry of Punishment, and ordered the executioner with the best knife skills.

When Zhang Yuanji was dragged to Caishikou, he still couldn't believe it. He believed with [-]% certainty that he would be exonerated, and even if he couldn't, he would definitely not die.

In the blink of an eye, he had just entered the prison, and after a long time of disgust, he found a clean place to sit down. Suddenly, the jailer came and dragged him out of the cell. After taking a sip of wine, he pulled to the door: "Pain!"

"Received."

Ordinary criminals are not qualified to ride in a wooden prison cart, they must have status.Zhang Yuanji is quite well-known.

Although the time for the news to spread was short, Zhang Yuanji's weight was very important. The common people came to watch with their elders and children.

The guards took him out of the wooden prison cart, put him on the platform, put his foot in the hollow of his knee from behind, and made him kneel on the ground.

Lu Yu was about to order to be cut, when suddenly he heard a shout from outside the crowd: "Keep people under the sword!"

The greasy middle-aged man who broke through the crowd and walked in was the younger brother of the Empress Dowager Zhou, Marquis of Changning Zhou Dafu. He swaggered: "You are so bold, you dare to offend the gods."

Lu Yu stood up, smiling all over his face: "Marquis Changning, this is the emperor's will."

Everyone despised him one after another.

"You wait, the master will enter the palace to ask for an order."

Lu Yu smiled and said, "Marquis Changning, go and come back quickly, the time is coming."

Zhou Dafu snorted triumphantly, led his family and servants out of the crowd, and rode into the palace.

Zuodu Censor: "Lu Shangshu, how could you be like this?"

Dali Temple Minister: "Brother Lu, why are you doing this?"

Lu Yu saw him walk to the street corner, turned around, immediately grabbed the signature and threw it on the ground: "It's time to cut him!"

He muttered: "I said go and come back quickly, but he went too slowly."