[Seventy-five] Cat control the rivers and lakes

Heart disease is a knot in the heart that cannot be untied, and I heard from Su Gonggong that Concubine Pang had a fake pregnancy. According to her diagnosis and treatment, Concubine Pang had signs of miscarriage. He was found out and imprisoned in this palace where he had no worries about food or clothing, and seemed to have everything, but was actually as cold as a prison.

She didn't want to ask too much about Concubine Pang's fake pregnancy. There are many women in the deep palace who have deep grievances, and the emperor's feelings will not be tied to any woman. Marriage is more of a political transaction than a real love between men and women for the emperor. There are too many interests in it.Which woman the king treats well means that the woman or the father's family behind her has a place to use, but there is nothing, and there are many beautiful women who serve the king.Therefore, old age is the last thing concubines in the palace want to experience. The emperor can have three thousand beauties in the harem, but the women in the deep palace can only have one husband in their lifetime, and that husband does not love themselves alone, let alone the deep palace. There will be new young and beautiful beauties coming in one after another.

Concubine Pang was imprisoned here, and her father, Grand Master Pang, was probably not much better.

A father's official career has much to do with his daughter's lack of favor in front of the emperor. It can even be said that the daughter's promotion is the glory of the father's family, but if the daughter is mediocre and incompetent in the palace, the father's family will not be able to get it. Opportunity to rise to the top.And often the beauty of a woman is the one that can confuse you the most.

In terms of wisdom, Concubine Pang is not as scheming as her father. She has been favored for so many years because of her beauty.It's just that her appearance is easy to grow old, not to mention that she still tampered with her children. Song Renzong didn't have many children, so he finally hoped for a child, but in the end he got a false pregnancy. How could he not be angry?

After giving Concubine Pang a few orders to replenish her body, Gongsun Junruo received the news that the emperor wanted to see her, so he went to the meeting place without stopping before he had time to rest.

It is still the quiet pavilion, but now it is surrounded by peonies in full bloom.

The peonies are really beautiful. Compared with the peonies in Luoyang, the peonies in Tokyo are a little less expensive. Maybe it has something to do with the geology. Luoyang, a famous city through the ages, is suitable for the cultivation of peonies.

"You're here, sit down." Seeing Gongsun Junruo coming, Zhao Zhen pointed to the opposite seat and made tea for her himself.

Gongsun Junruo hurriedly stopped him, saying: "How can a woman let the emperor do this?"

Zhao Zhen smiled, pushed her hand away and said, "You forgot, I am no longer a monarch and minister, but a friend." The hot tea was poured into the cup, and the water rushed up to the rim of the cup under force , rolled the tea leaves and galloped past, he sighed, with a faint sense of loss between his brows, "Jun Ruo, can't you treat me like you did on the Qixi Festival that year? I also need someone who can relax me, not every day It's just a posturing."

She raised her eyes, stared at his tired expression for a while, then slowly withdrew her eyes, "Maybe it's the wrong place."

Zhao Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud, "This reason is valid. I heard that you have become Min Ziqian's closed disciple, and I'm so happy for you." He raised the teacup and stretched it towards Gongsun Junruo, "Congratulations with tea instead of wine! It's just that you left in a hurry, so you have to drink three cups as a penalty."

Amused by his words, Gongsun Junruo picked up the teacup and touched his.

The sun is shining brightly, butterflies are flying, and the mellow aroma of Longjing tea is lingering on the lips and teeth for a long time.Along the way, Gongsun Junruo was indeed a little thirsty, and she didn't drink a sip of water from Concubine Pang, so when the tea entered her throat, she felt that the dry land met the rain, which instantly moistened her thirsty throat. Unknowingly, I also drank three or four cups.

On the way, the maid kept coming up to refill her tea, and chatted with Zhao Zhen about her study with Min Ziqian, and also about the humanities in Luoyang.

"Aren't you going to ask me about that woman?" Zhao Zhen took the initiative to mention it while enjoying the flowers in the middle, "Aren't you curious about asking you to see a doctor but not telling you what happened recently?"

Gongsun Junruo looked up into his dark eyes, and said after a while: "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. As a bystander, I should not be qualified to ask about it?"

Zhao Zhen was stunned, obviously he didn't expect her to say that.Until the corners of his mouth curled up again, it was just that the smile at this moment was obviously more helpless, "Yeah, every family has hard-to-read scriptures... Sometimes, I also want to live the life of an ordinary person. A wife, A pair of sons and daughters, the man plows and the woman weaves, rises from day to day and returns to sunset."

Gongsun Junruo lowered his head and did not speak.She felt his helplessness and deep exhaustion, and what she was carrying on his shoulders was beyond her imagination, and what she saw now was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Is Concubine Pang getting better?"

Rubbing the rim of the cup with her fingers, she replied truthfully: "Your Majesty has a heart disease."

Heart disease needs to be healed by heart medicine, otherwise, no matter how good or expensive herbal medicine is, it will not help. Even if the body is healed, it will only be an empty shell, a walking corpse.

"I know."

She wouldn't say comforting words like "one day, one hundred days of grace", she said that it was his family business, she had no right to interfere, and all she could do was what he told her.

"Jun Ruo, since you're back, come and sit here if you have time."

She raised the corners of her mouth and said, "If it's a heart-to-heart talk, this isn't the best place, and there are plenty of people who love Hui Zhi Lan Xin, Jun Ruo is just superior in medical skills."

Just as he was talking, Eunuch Su came over to report that Concubine Hui had asked for an audience, the young emperor nodded and asked Eunuch Su to go back and deliver the message.Knowing that he had something to do, Gongsun Junruo got up and took his leave first. After walking back for a certain distance, seeing the woman's familiar face, he couldn't help but let out a "huh".

Concubine Hui nodded to her, and before she had time to say anything, she walked into the pavilion.Looking back at the departing figure, she felt that compared to the first time they met, her gestures were more confident and magnanimous.

Back in Kaifeng Mansion, before entering the courtyard, Zhao Hu told that Zhan Zhao was in a bad mood and was locked in the room alone and didn't come out for lunch.She looked at him in surprise, sure that what he said was true, she went to the kitchen to order a bowl of noodles before going back to her room.

The windows and the door were tightly closed, she pushed the door open, and saw the high-spirited knight sitting on the edge of the bed, with his chin resting on the back of his crossed hands, staring at the ground without saying a word, and he didn't know what he was looking at .And she felt that around him, there was a layer of sadness, a very thick sadness.

She walked over, stood in front of him, held the bowl and chopsticks and said, "Brother Zhao said you didn't have lunch, so I ordered a bowl of noodles for you, eat it while it's hot."

"...I can't eat it." It took him a long time to answer sullenly.

It seemed that he had cried before she came back.

Putting the bowls and chopsticks on the table, she sat beside him, watching him silently.When a person is in a bad mood, comfort may not be useful, but silent company can make the other person feel better.

The sun's shadow is skewed, and the sunlight passing through the wooden window lattice is scattered all over the place. As the sun moves westward, the spots of light scattered on the ground are elongated and distorted one by one.No one spoke, and there was only the sound of each other's breathing in the air. Such silence seemed to make words superfluous.

She knew he would speak eventually, so she didn't force him, but waited for him to.What she does now is accompany.

"Master, he... is gone."

It took a long time for Zhan Zhao's hoarse voice to reverberate in the room, so fragmented, so sad, as if he had spent a lot of effort to express this matter.

His master is gone, the master who regarded him as his own, the master who was willing to teach him decades of skills to help him persecute him not long after he died of severe poison died.To him, Meng Ruoxu is not only a master, but more like a father.Teach him martial arts, teach him the principles of life, teach him that he would rather act righteously than be fooled by power...

His master is gone, gone as a defenseless old man.

"Bai Yutang said that I forced him to hang himself." Zhan Zhao tried his best to speak in the calmest voice, but in the end, he found that he was trembling badly.

Gongsun Junruo leaned over, hugged him sideways and hugged his neck, still didn't say a word, just hugged him quietly.

"Actually, I would also wonder if it was really me who forced Master to death... His only wish was Chunni, but I failed him... He saved me twice, but I... didn't have time to repay him... …I……"

Warm liquid dripped down his neck and he cried.

This was the second time he cried, the first time was for her, and the second time was for his master.

A knight's tears are very precious, because he may only cry once or twice in his life.She couldn't see him crying, but her heart was sore, and she seemed to be able to empathize with him.She can feel his sadness, his pain, his despair, his self-blame, his regret and so on.

She hugged him even tighter, and the two of them were almost stuck together.He was shivering in her arms, even though the sun was shining outside, she felt that the light could not penetrate into his heart at the moment, and he was like being in an ice cellar, except for the bone-chilling cold, and she could only hug him Warm his people and his heart.

"Junruo...Junruo..." He held her arm tightly, holding her with both hands like iron tongs.

"Well, I'm here." The arm was pulled very painfully, he was a martial arts practitioner, and he was so strong, such a pinch was like crushing her arm.She frowned in pain, but didn't cry out.If this appearance would make him feel better, the pain was nothing, not to mention that compared to his pain, her pain was nothing to worry about.

"Jun Ruo...Jun Ruo..."

Zhan Zhao called her name over and over again, as if a drowning person suddenly grabbed a floating board, and he only had this floating board to rely on to maintain his collapsed life.