The Treacherous Concubine’s Guide To Whitewashing

And there are certain things that the high-ranking authority commits and can cover the past, and the oppressed people do it, that is a heinous crime.

Lian Yanqiu whispered: "The minister has ordered someone to urgently lock up a group of palace servants around Liu Cairen, among them the personal palace lady confessed one thing."

Lian Yanqiu's work efficiency is extremely high, and the court lady who confessed has been taken to the Zichen Palace.

"Mother, our little lord has been wronged! Since entering the palace, the little lord has abided by the rules, is gracious and courteous, and has never done anything like that. Our little lord is forced."

The little palace lady sobbed and told a frantic thing.

As the winter just entered, it coincided with the first snowfall in the capital, and the night was clear. Liu Cairen is a graceful and talented woman. On a whim, she took her personal palace maid to walk on the moon and enjoy the snow in the plum forest in the back garden.

After strolling in the woods for a while, Liu Cairen's small heater cooled down, and the little palace lady took it back to change charcoal, and she stayed alone in the woods to chant poems.

The little palace lady went back to replace the charcoal fire and returned to the forest, but Liu Cairen's trace was gone. After searching for a long time, she saw the figure of the master beside a ruined pavilion in the forest.

Liu Cairen was lying in front of the steps, his face was bruised, his clothes were torn, his skin was half exposed, and his smooth thighs were stained with blood, which made people know what was happening at a glance.

The little palace lady was horrified, and quickly returned the dying Liu Cairen to her bedroom.

Fortunately, it was getting late, the Beigong was sparsely populated, and no one was discovered all the way.

After that, Liu Cai was seriously ill, and he did not dare to explain the truth to the emperor, so he could only be treated according to the cold, and he could not get out of bed for half a month.

The days passed. Seeing this thing quietly, Liu Cairen's body gradually improved. However, just a few days ago, he suddenly began to vomit, vomiting whatever he ate, no matter what the concubine's gift, Still like porridge dishes. There are elders in Liu Cai’s family who are medical officers. They are familiar with some medical skills and know this state. They are suddenly thundered in the sky and desperate.

Waiting for the evil in the abdomen to grow bigger and bigger, things will be incapable of hiding, and the family will be bound to be hurt by that time. Liu Cairen is so cruel, he simply dives into suicide. In order to prevent his pregnancy from being exposed, he deliberately took advantage of the opportunity of the little eunuch's tea to leave the palace before he died, and asked him to bring his belongings home, creating the appearance of a slave-killer.

Because she was pushed into the lake and killed by a slave, the evidence is conclusive, and Hao Zuo would not examine her body carefully. In the case of suicide, the body will be examined very carefully in order to eliminate the poisoning of the servants and other reasons.

From this perspective, Liu Cairen is also cruel enough. In order to preserve his reputation and his family, he buckled the black pot on his loyal slaves.

It's a pity that she is a deep-bowed girl who is not so meticulous after all. Yuan Luo and the others have seen the flaws. In order to close the case, Director Zhang ordered someone to examine Liu Cairen's body in detail, and she found something wrong.

"According to you, Liu Cairen got pregnant this time because he was raped." Yuan Luo asked with a frown.

The little palace lady cried and said: "Please give me a lesson from the lady, the slave and maidservant did not say a word of falsehood."

"My palace doesn't even know, the chaos in this palace has reached this point."

Lian Yanqiu lowered his head: "The mother calmed down her anger."

Yuan Luo sneered: "Since ancient times, the palace has heard about the country's death, only when the thieves and power ministers messed up the harem and forced the concubine to force the concubine. I didn't expect my Dayu to have come this far."

Except for Lian Yanqiu, all the palace people knelt down, and everyone was panicked. This incident was indeed unheard of in the past.

From a political point of view, **** in the harem is worse than adultery. Adultery is just the sin of adulterers and women, plus the people around them at most. But the concubine in the deep palace was abused and humiliated for no reason, but it was a vicious case, and the following crimes were committed.

Lian Yanqiu persuaded: "The mother calmed down her anger, this matter is too much, it is better to call in the guards of the imperial army and strictly investigate."

Yuan Luo glanced at him and knew that at this time, summoning the commander of the guards of the Forbidden Army had two meanings, one was to blame for negligence, and the second was to question the sinner.

The palace is heavily guarded, and it is impossible for a foreigner to sneak in and commit crimes, and the men in the palace who have this condition to commit crimes are guards except for the imperial doctor. There are always records of visits at night at the Imperial Medical Office, and it is impossible to run in casually to **** and defile the imperial concubine. So the culprit of this incident, almost certainly, must be among the guards.

Yuan Luo's face was deep, "Here comes Miao Zifang and Wei Xi."

The defense of the palace has always been the division of labor between Jingoi and Tianwuwei within the Forbidden Army.

Jin Wuwei is Dayu's veteran imperial army. Fifty thousand elite guards the safety of the capital.

Compared with Tianwuwei, his foundation is much shallower. When Emperor Xianning was reigning, he focused on suppressing the family of clans and promoting the unfamiliar forces. Jinwuwei was intricately intertwined, and he didn't get rid of it. He simply opened a martial arts exercise and established a new army, which is Tianwuwei. All of them were newly promoted poor students. Gu Liangyong used to be the commander of Tianwuwei before guarding the north. Today's Miao Zifang is also a leader among the rising stars.

Yuan Luo originally thought that Miao Zifang was young enough to be a third-rank general at the age of 26 or 27. After seeing Jin Wuwei commander Wei Xi, he knew what young and promising is.

Wei Xi's appearance was at most twenty or so, she was born very outstanding, with thin lips, phoenix eyes and a handsome figure, and her eyes were brilliant. Even when she was not smiling, her eyebrows naturally carried a beautiful smile. It is the image of Dayu's most sought-after family noble son.

In front of Yuan Luo, the noble concubine in power, Wei Xi was polite, but his indifferent eyes showed that he was not too respectful in his heart. After all, they are the real brother of Queen Wei, the first-born son of Prime Minister Wei, and he is very confident.

After the two arrived, Yuan Luo didn't delay any time, and ordered Yanqiu to tell the story exactly.

The two understood the whole story, and their faces turned green.

Yuan Luo looked amused at the same expressions of the two, as well as evasive words.

Almost the first time Lian Yanqiu finished speaking, the two men bowed together and said, "Niang Niang Mingjian, my Jinwuwei (Tianwuwei) army is strictly disciplined, and there is absolutely no way for this villain."

Yuan Luo put aside the tea cup and said coldly: "The palace also originally intended to believe that the guards of the imperial army are clean and self-conscious. However, if the guards are not doing evil, then there can only be a villain outside the palace sneaking in."

The two of them turned dark again, and the charge of negligence was as bad as, or even worse, that of a lewd person in the team. Today, the villain outside the palace can sneak into the palace and **** the concubines. Wouldn't it be logical to assassinate the emperor tomorrow?

"My palace does not want to hear the words of meritorious deeds, but only wants to hear the truth and results. I wonder if the two generals will be able to bring this villain to justice within a few days."

There was silence in the hall.

Miao Zifang first knelt down and said: "Niang Niang Mingjian, can you ask Liu Cairen's court lady to tell you the story and details of the incident."

Several court ladies around Liu Cairen, Lian Yanqiu, had already interrogated in detail. When they were brought in at this time, Miao Zifang and Wei Xi were not welcome and asked several key questions continuously, including details such as the time and place of the incident.

Finally, Wei Xi asked: "You have been serving the master in the past few months, but you have heard her mention only a few words at the time."

The little palace ladies fell into silence, all of them looked terrified. In fact, apart from the hapless person who served personally that night, it was the first time that the others knew about this.

Wei Xi said with a cold face: "Whoever can remember a few clues can spare her life."

The few little palace ladies originally thought that they were bound to die if they were involved in the secrets of such palaces. Hearing these words, it is like grabbing a straw, encouraging to cheer up, and trying to remember.

auzw.comYuan Luo's face darkened behind. Although she didn't want the lives of these people, Wei Xi's attitude was too rampant. The treatment of these palace ladies was the internal affairs of the palace. , When is it the turn of a foreign minister to have this right? Wei Xi looked like it was taken for granted. To him, the few little palace ladies in front of him were just ants-like things, and they could only be killed in a single thought.

One of the little palace ladies thought for a while, and suddenly said: "The little master once drew a portrait. It was two months ago. When I was bringing tea to the little master, I saw her at the desk and painting. It seemed that she was a strange man. "

portrait! Several people were surprised and delighted, if they had this thing, it would be easy to track down.

"Where is the portrait?"

"It has been burned by the little master. The slave and maid went in for the second time and saw the little master leaning on the side of the fire and burning things."

Wei Xi's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Then do you remember the person in the painting?"

"The slave and maid did not see clearly, only vaguely remembered that he was a young boy, very good-looking." The little palace lady trembled. It was already two months ago. Even if she saw a real person, she would have forgotten it, let alone shocked. Portrait of Hong Yi Glimpse.

Very good-looking young man!

Wei Xi narrowed his eyes.

Seeing that there would be no progress after asking, Yuan Luo said, "My palace will give you three days. After three days, I hope it will be clear."

Then ordered the two to retreat.

After drinking the wind cold decoction, Yuan Luo got busy the next day.

The New Year’s Day is just around the corner, and there will be a grand banquet in the palace for several consecutive days to entertain hundreds of civil and military officials and his wife. The festivities in the harem also continued.

This day is a family banquet in the harem, arranged in Zhaoyang Hall. Not only the concubines, but also the noble daughters of the clan, princess princess, and a number of princesses and concubines.

Yuan Luo and Queen Wei lined up on either side of Sikonglin. The imperial concubine and the empress are on the same high platform, which is not compliant with the rules, but the imperial concubine and Si Konglin have experienced the throne side by side, and naturally no one cares about this little rudeness.

The banquet on the New Year's Day was particularly lively and gorgeous. Not only did the palace teaches various vaudevilles, but also called outstanding folk artists from outside the palace to perform. Even many princesses and concubines who love to lively have prepared singing and dancing. This era is not as particular about ethics as later generations, and famous ladies are proud of being good at vocal music.

Yuan Luo was holding the wine glass and looked at the dancing figure in the center of the wide hall with interest.

Concubine Zhuo Shu in a green palace costume is performing a performance, and the fast-rotating slim figure is particularly dazzling on the red embroidered gold thread carpet.

Concubine Zhuo Shu's face was plain, she didn't expect to dance so amazing.

After Concubine Zhuo Shu, a county lord showed off his voice again and sang a song praising the prosperity of the dynasty. The weak Du Zhaoyi put on a hunting suit and showed off a sword dance. Yuan Luo was amazed to see.

Even Queen Wei couldn't hold back her eagerness to try, and ordered the female officer to fetch the long piano and play a piece on the spot.

In all fairness, Queen Wei's piano art is quite good, and when the Queen's empress comes off the court, everyone is constantly complimenting her, and she praises the sound of the pretty good piano.

Queen Wei smiled reservedly: "You are polite, everyone's singing and dancing are also excellent."

Yuan Luo, who glanced at the opposite side, smiled and said, "I don't know if the concubine is preparing for the show today? Let me open my eyes when I wait."

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and everyone knew that the queen was incompatible with the imperial concubine, and the imperial concubine's origin has always been the focus of criticism. It is said that the family has been named as a declining family, and everyone is clear in their hearts, just the name.

Yuan Luo put aside the wine glass, this dead girl liked to poke herself if she had nothing to do. At the same time, he deeply reflected on whether his temper was so good these days that many imperial concubines no longer feared themselves.

Although this was originally Yuan Luo's goal, but sometimes a little irritable.

"Since the Queen has spoken, this palace is not easy to hide. Speaking of which, the palace has been practicing painting skills recently and has made great progress. It is better to paint a picture to open your eyes."

The people in the hall were a little bit funny when they listened. What is an eye-opener? Would anyone praise themselves so much before painting?

Queen Wei said with a smile, "Then I'm looking forward to it."

Yuan Luo stood up slowly, and when she passed by Queen Wei, she lowered her voice and laughed, "Then turn your head up."

Empress Wei stiffened, her cheeks flushed with anger, and she was bulging like a pufferfish.

Liu Xiuchun has hurriedly brought the little **** to the desk and prepared pen, ink, paper, inkstone and various colors of paint.

Yuan Luo walked to the table and waved a big pen, but with a little bit of tea, she raised her head and said, "It's finished."

Everyone in the hall was shocked, and I had never seen painting so fast. Everyone is even more curious about the quality of the finished product.

Yuan Luo instructed the two eunuchs: "Show the works of the palace to all the sisters and ladies."

Everyone looked at it intently.

Those with flattering attributes, thinking of Yuan Luo's overwhelming power at this time, prepared to pinch his nose to compliment no matter how bad the painting was. At this time, he was dumbfounded when he saw this painting and couldn't export it.

Because it can't be called a painting at all. On the snow-white paper, there are only a few thick ink marks, which are messy and disorderly.

Yuan Luo laughed: "How is this painting in this palace? Please taste it."

Everyone looked at each other, and didn't know whether they should praise their conscience or remain silent. The main reason is that this painting is too far beyond their tolerance limits. It is praised, and it may become a joke in the capital in the future.

Concubine Zhuo Shu couldn't help asking, "What kind of scene does the painting of the unknown empress describe?"

Yuan Luo said lightly, "Can't you see this? Of course it's a snow scene."

Everyone:...

This vast expanse of whiteness can really be regarded as a snow scene.

Princess Yichang asked: "The black in it..."

"Those black are the houses in the snow."

Everyone is complaining, is there such an ugly house? Isn't such a house a mess of wood?

"Speaking of which, these private houses look like some messy wood." Yuan Luo came to his masterpiece and touched his chin.