Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

Li Degui rubbed his face with his hands and covered his eyes. After a while, he suddenly raised his head. His eyes were red, and the shadow of a candle flickered in his eyes, like a mass of murderous knife light. I'm afraid there will be a change if it is too late. When the ministers discussed the restoration of the prince, it was delayed."

Wan Zhen'er's expression changed slightly, she seemed to be hesitant, and there was a trace of shrinking on her face.

She hoped that Li Degui would not get his hands dirty when he killed people, and that if someone came after the emperor's death, he would not implicate me.She was planning to bring a bag of soil over here, and that was also for Li Degui to do it. Now... I have never killed anyone.

This killing the king is different from killing ordinary people.

Yu Qian's heart arose. Although he has no reverence for the emperor and is not loyal to him now, he can't just watch Wan Zhen'er kill the king.Seeing the unpredictable expression on her face, the flickering candlelight reflected the uncertainty on her face.

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Suddenly a small fireman knocked on the door outside the house: "Grandpa, are you okay? What's your order?"

Li Degui woke up, and said loudly: "It's nothing, you guys light up the lanterns and send Miss Wan back."

"Yes!"

Li Degui rubbed his head, blowing air out of his nose: "I am confused, the emperor is resting in Liu Niangniang's palace, there is no way, we can discuss this matter. Sister Wan, our family knows that you are a smart person, and you are so smart in the palace. For a long time, I don't know how many great eunuchs have died, and the two Shanggongs don't have your connections. Who in the whole palace doesn't miss your benefits? It's not too much less than that of Timely Rain and Hei Song San, otherwise, Our family doesn’t dare to ask you to conspire with us.”

People who spend money like dirt and donate money for righteousness must want to do bad things.He was not afraid that Wan Zhen'er would tell the emperor that her honor and disgrace followed the crown prince, and if someone murdered the emperor, it must be the crown prince, not himself, who was in charge of the palace.

"Master Li really knows heroes with eyes." Wan Zhen'er was calm and composed, clasped her hands, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that you are not the prime minister, otherwise, how many talents you can discover for our Daming Jiangshan."

Li Degui knew she was lying, but he was so happy to hear it: "If someone asks, just say that Master Zhang has something to tell you."

"Hey, good! Take care of yourself."

A little fireman sent Wan Zhen'er back with a lantern. On the way back, he saw two rows of big and bright lanterns from a distance, and heard whistles and clapping.

This is the little fireman who opened the way in front of the emperor's dragon chariot. No matter day or night, as long as the emperor is sitting in the chariot, they will open the way, let people prepare to salute, and let the ghosts and gods in the empty imperial garden avoid them, so as not to collide with the emperor.

Wan Zhen'er hurriedly leaned against the wall and stood with her head bowed, and Xiao Huo Zhe also stood beside her, with her head bowed.

Zhu Qizhen planned to have a good time with sister Liu Yan, but unexpectedly she was depressed, lost her appetite when having dinner together, and had a headache at night.After coaxing him for a while, Imperial Physician Xuan came to see him and made some medicine.

Sister Liu was unwell, so he couldn't rest there, so he had to go back to his room to sleep at night.

Xia Tian's dragon chariot is surrounded by tulle curtains, and it is ventilated on all sides. He is sleepy and disappointed, sitting with dangling eyes, worried about Sister Liu's condition, and suddenly sees a lantern in the corner. Under the moonlight, he can see There were two people, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin. The tall and fat one was wearing a dark shirt whose color could not be seen clearly, standing facing the wall, like a bear, a big black bear.

Zhu Qizhen was startled, and immediately frowned: "Stop, who is that over there?"

The eunuch Jin Rong ran over and said loudly: "Hey, who are you? Huh?"

Wan Zhen'er turned around, still without looking up, she whispered, "Brother Jin doesn't recognize me? It's me, Wan Zhen'er."

Jin Rong immediately suppressed his voice: "Oh, why is it you! The emperor is in a bad mood, so be careful." Turning his head back: "The emperor is Wan Zhen'er from Chengqian Palace."

Zhu Qizhen: "Hmph, come here."

Wan Zhen'er stepped forward quickly, straightened her hair and clothes, crossed her hands and said: "My Majesty, my majesty is blessed with peace of mind."

Zhu Qizhen's face was hidden behind the gauze curtain, and the moonlight shone on the light blue gauze curtain, which had a strange color.He squinted his eyes and looked at this tall and strong court lady who hadn't seen for a long time, but couldn't see her face.She said slowly, "Wan Zhen'er, it's late at night. Why are you here?"

No one can see, a fox is lying on the top of the dragon chariot, comfortably and lazily flicking its tail that has lost its hair and thinned out in summer, resting its head on the wooden frame, (.-ω-)zzz.

Wan Zhen'er was not in a hurry: "Reporting to the emperor, Zhang Shouyi, the former steward of the Compassionate Palace, left the palace due to illness and went home to recuperate. He asked the emperor, Li Degui, the steward of the Qing Palace, to bring me a letter and a few words. Master Li sent someone to tell me to go get the letter and obey my orders."

Zhu Qizhen didn't bother to ask what words he brought, he played with a piece of cool jade in his hand, and sighed faintly: "You are a kind and righteous person. Follow me."

Wan Zhen'er was startled, thanks to the deep moonlight, she couldn't see her face clearly. "Obey." After finishing speaking, he silently followed the emperor's Luanjia and arrived at Qianqing Palace together.

Li Degui had already fallen asleep, when he heard that the emperor was coming back, he hurriedly put on his clothes and came back to serve him: "Your Majesty, you are back! Never... never expected."

Wan Zhen'er, why are you back?You, what did you say to the emperor?

What's the matter with the sad face on the emperor's face?Are you betraying our family?

Zhu Qizhen sighed, slowly sat on the throne, and took a sip of soothing soup: "Hey, Sister Liu is ill. You go and draw up a reward and give it to Sister Liu, so that she can feel relieved. I will talk to her .”

"Yes, I'll go now." Li Degui bowed respectfully and exited the house. When the cold wind blew in the night, he realized that his inner and outer layers of clothes were drenched with sweat, and the sweat in his hands seemed to be just washed. Hands, hey, our hands are shaking all the time.

"Grandpa, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay, let's go!"

Wan Zhen'er stood respectfully in front of the emperor, seemingly calm and composed, but she thought in her heart, if I pounce on him now and cut his neck, it will not be difficult.Then I will be cut alive, it sounds painful, and some people will think that Jian Shen ordered me to do it.

Alas, I'm so good at martial arts that I'm useless. I'm proficient in bow, knife, stone, horse, step and arrow.

How did Zhu Qizhen know that there were two people around him who wanted to kill him, so he pondered for a while: "How is the prince?"

"The prince concentrates on his studies and is grateful for the emperor's grace. He has given him such a good teacher. He will make new books all year round."

The emperor didn't like to hear the clichés: "Do you still ride a horse?"

"Occasionally go for a couple of laps."

"My dark cloud treading snow, you renamed it Big Black Rabbit? You also shamelessly claimed to quote the allusion of the Red Rabbit Horse"

Wan Zhen'er looked up and saw him laughing as he talked, and said with a quick smile: "I don't have much knowledge, and I don't study much. If I want to show off my knowledge, I can't think of other famous horses."

Zhu Qizhen chuckled twice: "That's right, it's good to have read the Three Kingdoms."

Wan Zhen'er said: "I haven't read the Three Kingdoms, I listened to it when I went out with the prince to listen to Mr. Yuan's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"."

Zhu Qizhen asked again: "Out of the Three Kingdoms, who do you like the most?"

Wan Zhen'er pondered seriously: "Which Immortal Zuo Ci can turn oranges into oranges?"

Zhu Qizhen also knew that her purpose must be to steal oranges, which is really a vulgar and humble dream.

After chatting for a while, Zhu Qizhen was tired and asked her to go back.

Wan Zhen'er returned to the East Palace calmly. She should be tired and sleepy, but in fact she was very energetic and didn't feel sleepy at all.

Zhu Jian was deeply moved and rushed out like a rabbit: "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"No."

"Really? The emperor is as lustful as his life, isn't it true?"

If the unscrupulous Master Wensi was here, she would laugh and speak yellow accents: What the hell, the emperor didn't do anything, you'll know if you try it.

But she is not there.

Yu Qian not only can't say such a thing, he doesn't even think about it.

Because he is not in the East Palace now, he has no time to stare at Wan Zhen'er, and has no time to persuade her not to try to assassinate the emperor.He stared at a fox demon, which was opening its mouth wide, showing sharp teeth, grinding its teeth with Zhu Qizhen's neck, and saliva dripped on his neck.

Zhu Qizhen slept soundly and deeply.

Yu Qian sighed suddenly, the eunuchs around him wanted to kill him, and there were goblins around him who wanted to kill him, even Cao Jixiang and Shi Heng were planning to rebel, but Zhu Qizhen didn't realize it, it's really...the unknown is fearless.

"Hu Shisanniang, wait a moment."

Hu Shisanniang stretched out her sharp little claws: "What do you want?"

"I, I have something to say, please listen to it."

"Oh, tell me."

Yu Qian said solemnly: "I want to entrust the emperor with a dream and force him to change his course. If you can't give it to me, build a temple first. Your imposing manner is overwhelming, and I can't get close."

Hu Shisanniang flicked her tail: "Bah! Little thing! It's cheap for you." The fox demon who didn't get the yang energy was very angry, stepped on Zhu Qizhen's stomach, and jumped to the window with his tail flicking. Blink and disappear.

Looking out of the window, I saw a white-like silver light going straight to the south.

Yu Qian chanted the spell and worked hard, finally entered Zhu Qizhen's dream.

The monarch and his subjects reunited in a dream, and the mood of both of them was extremely complicated.

Yu Qian: [Oh. ]

[Birth does not meet the Lord of the Ming Dynasty. ]

[The old man is no longer a secular person, and will no longer be a minister. ]

[How many years have passed since the gods manifested themselves?You forgot! ]

Zhu Qizhen: [Don't kill me, don't kill me! ]

[You have to calm down! ]

[Yu Tingyi, do you still remember the three cardinal principles and five constant principles! ]

[I gave you a lavish burial!Also added a good posthumous title!Forget about the past! ]

[I'm the emperor after all, don't act like this! ]

Zhu Qizhen stood trembling, like an 80-year-old man who went out to squat in the toilet for three or nine days in the northeast. After squatting for half an hour, his buttocks and legs were frozen, and he stood up tremblingly, lost. Sensation, soft tremors like snot thrown down—these two inches are the emperor's current state.

He grinned, half smiling but not crying: "Yu Tingyi, you, you still look good hahaha"

Yu Qian originally thought that he was happy and angry, but when he saw the emperor, seeing his playful and perfunctory attitude, he suddenly felt angry from his heart, and the evil turned to the gallbladder.He pursed his lips to hold back his anger, with a solemn and solemn expression: "Your Majesty has done something wrong, don't you know in your heart? We are not at odds with each other, so you should build a temple first. Where will you put the Ming Dynasty? Where will you put the country? Where are the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who put their lives into national calamity? You can laugh, but I don’t know if those innocent souls can laugh when they look up to His Majesty under the Nine Springs.”

Zhu Qizhen looked around and said to him: "Ting Yi, don't talk about this, have you ascended to heaven and become a god now?"

Yu Qian was so angry that he secretly pinched the sword in his hand, mobilized the firepower of the incense with his spiritual consciousness, and turned into a gust of wind and ghost cries.

If the emperor does not want to repent like this, there will be ghosts.

Zhu Qizhen suddenly felt that he seemed to be surrounded by warmth, so warm, so humid...