Legend of Zhen Huan: Zhen Huan is reborn

085 Flowers bloom, the moon is full, and people live long

(Smashed Jade Pavilion)

Zhen Huan was instructing Liu Zhu to hang a painting at the moment. She whispered softly, "Adjust it a little more to the right."

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhu held the scroll and moved a little to the right.

Then, Zhen Huan instructed again: "You need to get closer, continue, get closer."

"Do you want to move it a little to the left?" Liu Zhu looked a little puzzled, then followed Zhen Huan's instructions and slowly moved the painting to the left.

"On the left side, just a little bit is enough." Zhen Huan gave detailed instructions.

"Is this okay?" Liu Zhu stopped and asked Zhen Huan for her opinion.

Zhen Huan examined it for a moment and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, this is just right." A satisfied smile spread across her face.

Huanbi couldn't help laughing when she saw this. She joked, "This painting is tailor-made for our Suiyuxuan. It would be out of place if placed anywhere else."

Liu Zhu heard this, rubbing his neck which was a little sore from hanging the painting, and said with a smile: "Oh, Amitabha, it's okay for Your Majesty to write once, but if you write like this often, my neck will protest. Fortunately, it's only occasionally."

The three of them smiled at each other, and the room was filled with a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

At this time, Xiao Xiazi hurriedly walked into the room and bowed, saying, "Greetings to Concubine Xi. May the queen be blessed with good health."

Zhen Huan glanced to the side and saw that Xiao Xiazi looked strange, so she asked, "What's the hurry that made you rush in?"

Xiao Xiazi bowed and replied, "Your Highness, it was the master who ordered me to come here immediately. Please move to the Yangxin Palace. It seems that there is something important to discuss with you."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan had some guesses in her mind, and she thought it was related to Prince Dun's request for a title.

She nodded gently, then slowly stood up and instructed Huanbi beside her: "Huanbi, go and prepare the sedan chair. I need to go to the Yangxin Palace immediately."

"Yes, your majesty." Huanbi stepped back and went briskly to make arrangements.

Under the guidance of Xiao Xia Zi, Zhen Huan tidied her clothes and prepared to go to the Yangxin Palace to deal with what was about to happen.

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The sedan trembled slightly, but it was moving steadily. When it finally arrived in front of the Yangxin Palace, Xiao Xiazi announced loudly: "Stop the sedan!"

With Huanbi's careful support, Zhen Huan slowly stepped out of the sedan chair.

Su Peisheng was quick to respond and hurried over, saying with a worried look on his face, "Oh, Madam, you are finally here. The Emperor is furious and has dismissed all the servants. I am really helpless, so I dared to ask you to come. Madam, you are pregnant with a dragon descendant. If it weren't for the situation, how could I dare to disturb you so easily?"

"What's the important matter? Please tell me in detail." Zhen Huan asked with concern as they walked.

"It seems to be about the memorial submitted by Prince Yindun." Su Peisheng replied respectfully.

"I already understand it." After saying this, Zhen Huan walked into the Palace of Tranquil Longevity at a leisurely pace.

(Hall of Mental Cultivation)

Following a burst of shouts - "How dare you!", the harsh sound of bowls and dishes breaking suddenly rang out in the Yangxin Palace.

Zhen Huan walked in leisurely, holding a cup of fragrant tea, and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, please have a cup of tea, maybe it can soothe your restlessness."

"Why don't you ask me why I am angry first?" Yinzhen asked with a hint of questioning in his tone.

"When the emperor is calm and willing to share with me, he will naturally know the reason." Zhen Huan responded gently, her eyes revealing understanding and consideration.

Yinzhen handed over a memorial and said in a deep voice, "Please read it yourself."

Zhen Huan took it, and Yin Zhen continued: "Yun? How dare you be so bold."

After reading it carefully for a while, Zhen Huan said slowly, "He wants to ask the emperor to recognize his mother, the Imperial Concubine Wenxi, as the Imperial Concubine Dowager, and hopes to move his mother's mausoleum to the mausoleum of the previous emperor's concubines."

"As the concubine of the late emperor, although Consort Wenxi died young, it is reasonable to posthumously confer a title on her. However, her death was an embarrassing scene, and the late emperor once issued an edict, explicitly ordering that she should not be buried in the concubine's tomb." Yinzhen explained the reason in detail.

"If Your Majesty really follows Prince Dun's wishes, then where will the dignity of the late emperor be placed? How will Your Majesty justify your own position?" Zhen Huan said worriedly.

"He has simply put me in an unfilial and unjust situation, and has completely disregarded the reputation of the late emperor. What's more hateful is that as soon as Yun?'s memorial arrived, Nian Gengyao immediately proposed to me to appease the harem, posthumously confer the title of Concubine Dowager, and rebuild the concubine's tomb." Yinzhen stated angrily.

"Your Majesty means that... there may be a secret collusion between Prince Dun and Nian Gengyao?" Zhen Huan asked tentatively.

"How can this be possible!" Yinzhen was so angry that he slammed the table with his palm.

Zhen Huan hurried forward and soothed him softly, "Your Majesty, please calm down and don't get angry over such a villain, lest you hurt your body, which would be even more unworthy."

As she spoke, she gently rubbed Yinzhen's hand, and Yinzhen took the opportunity to hold Zhen Huan's hand, indignantly saying: "This kind of thing is really intolerable! Even if I am willing to bear the name of being unfilial and take a tolerant attitude towards their secret collusion, how can the Queen Mother tolerate it!"

"Regarding the posthumous title of Noble Dowager, it is indeed quite inappropriate. The biological mothers of many princes in the palace have not yet been awarded the title of Noble Dowager, so how could it be the turn of this person who was once alienated by the late emperor? If Prince Dun's intention is really followed, it may sow discord between the princes and the dowagers in the harem, and thus affect the peace of the former dynasty and the harem." Zhen Huan analyzed.

Yinzhen looked embarrassed and continued, "If I agree, I will definitely lose the support of the people in the former court and the harem; but if I refuse, he will feel resentful, and all the efforts to appease him will probably be in vain."

"Your Majesty has been tolerant of Nian Gengyao again and again. Does he need to continue to be tolerant?" Zhen Huan asked softly.

"The Nian clan has many followers. If I decide not to tolerate it any longer, I'm afraid I only have a 40% chance of winning." Yinzhen said in a deep voice, "Nian Gengyao is dissatisfied with me for neglecting Concubine Nian for so long. He is taking every step carefully and getting close to Prince Dun, just to please both sides in order to protect himself."

"As a concubine in the harem, I should not ask about the affairs of the previous dynasty unless they are closely related to the emperor. I only know how to spend time with the emperor, but I have never deeply understood the pain and helplessness in the emperor's heart." There was some heartache in Zhen Huan's tone.

"Emperors, generals, empresses, concubines, who doesn't live in helplessness? Each is subject to different constraints and restrictions." Yinzhen sighed.

"In that case, for the sake of long-term planning, Your Majesty can only be patient for the time being," Zhen Huan suggested.

"I, the emperor, have done such a cowardly thing." Yinzhen's words revealed deep helplessness and unwillingness.

"In the past, Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty quelled the Rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms and reluctantly gave up his beloved and executed Chao Cuo. Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty, in order to revive the Han Dynasty, was able to endure the murder of his brother. Moreover, due to the needs of the overall situation, he did not make his beloved Yin Lihua the queen, but canonized Guo's daughter. However, these sacrifices ultimately enabled them to achieve the great cause of pacifying the world and creating a prosperous era. A real man should be able to bend and stretch. Your Majesty's patience at this moment is for the long-term and stability of the government. It is by no means a cowardly act, but a great wisdom of humble oneself in governing the country." Every word of Zhen Huan's words was full of gems and deep feelings.

Yinzhen was relieved when he heard this and said with a smile: "Huanhuan, you always say things that make me feel comfortable."

Zhen Huan shook her head slightly, her eyes firm: "What I said is from the bottom of my heart, not to comfort the emperor, but the truth."

Yinzhen nodded slightly, acknowledging Zhen Huan's opinion, but he could not hide his resentment: "You are right, I must be patient, but how can I easily calm down this anger?"

Seeing this, although Zhen Huan felt reluctant, she also knew that the overall situation should be taken into consideration, so she suggested, "Since this is the case, Your Majesty might as well temporarily comply with Prince Dun's wishes and posthumously confer the title of Noble Consort Wenxi as Noble Dowager Consort to ease the situation."

Upon hearing this, Yinzhen became even angrier. He suddenly grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it hard. With a "crack", the teacup shattered into pieces, scattering the fragments just like his chaotic mood at the moment.

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Outside the door, Su Peisheng's voice was filled with helplessness and anxiety. He whispered to Xiao Xiazi beside him, "Empress Xi tried her best to persuade him, but she still failed to calm the emperor's anger."

Xiao Xiazi looked worried when she heard this, and asked softly, "Then what should we do next?"

Su Peisheng shook his head and sighed, "Alas, I have no idea. Even Concubine Xi is helpless, so what can we do?"

After that, he adjusted his mood, raised his voice, and shouted respectfully outside the door: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

This call was both an inquiry and a comfort, hoping to bring a little relief to the tense atmosphere inside.