Sleeve the world, mourning melody

Isn't that too long?

Ling Cheng suppressed his anger, pushed open the door of the hall, strode in, searched all the way to the inner hall, calling "Yi'er" in a voice.

The vast palace has no trace of popularity.

There are a few wisps of incense in the incense burner, the tea is icy cold, and the candle wick hangs down from the candlestick...

People should be gone for a long time...

The emperor was furious, and summoned all the palace servants in Lingyu Palace to question them about Xiao Jingyi's whereabouts.

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When Sima Zi heard the news and rushed over, the emperor took the first place, and dozens of servants in the hall fell to the ground in two rows, begging for mercy.

In such a situation, it is unnecessary to ask again, Sima Zi knelt down to pay his respects.

If it wasn't for a specific occasion, the queen didn't need to perform this big gift to pay respects to the emperor.

Ling Cheng knew that she had something to say, and even more that she had something to do with this matter, so he sent everyone to retreat outside the hall.

The door was closed, Sima Zi raised his head, without any fear, "Your Majesty Rong Bing, my concubine knew about Sister Xiao's departure from the palace in advance."

"Oh?" Ling Cheng sneered, and said angrily, "I really want to hear what the empress has to say."

"How is the power of the Xiao Pavilion under His Majesty's control? Sister Xiao received the news about the incident in Yuzhou a month ago... After entering the palace, I have been in touch with her a lot. Seeing her sad face, I have asked about the inside story, and I have to tell her all about it." She has righteousness in her heart and is unable to run because of her illness. I am inferior to her and feel ashamed, but I can't help. In a few days, there was a discussion in the court. His Majesty sent General Mo to assist Mr. Jiang in coordinating... General Mo is a man and we are waiting I've heard a lot, and I've just made up my mind..." Sima Zi sighed with deep eyebrows, and said again: "It's just that I haven't seen the good news coming back to the capital. When I came to visit her a few days ago, she recovered and told me There is still no good news from Zhouzhou, so I insist on going to investigate personally... I admire my sister's righteousness, and I promise to hide it from Your Majesty for her..."

"Enough!" Ling Cheng got up angrily, "It's a bunch of nonsense!"

Sima Zi was silent, looking back at him, "I know that the concubine deceived the king, lost morals and manners, and has no face to beg for forgiveness for herself, but I beg your Majesty to remember my sister's ice-hearted heart, and don't hurt her with anger."

Ling Cheng gritted his teeth angrily, "What a righteous cause, what a heart of ice! Sima Zi, how eloquent you are! You should know better than me who she is this time!" Walking around her and walking to the front of the palace, Ling Sheng pulled Opening the door of the palace, ignoring the crowds of people in the palace, he spoke loudly, without resting a single step, "Declaration of my will, Empress Sima's words and deeds are shameless, arbitrarily exerting power, deceiving the emperor, and ordering her to be confined in the palace for half a month."

The emperor didn't specify the place of claustrophobia, Li An who came after hearing the news ordered the palace guards to close the gate of the Feather Hall, and then chased after the holy driver with a flick of a whisk.

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The gate of Qinzheng Palace was closed for one night, and news of the emperor's illness came out the next day.For a time, Tai Hospital attracted much attention.There were crowds of people inside and outside the courtyard, most of them had their eyes and ears stuck to the rich gate, just to seek any news from the palace.

No matter how capable they are, it is impossible for foreign ministers to inquire in detail about the affairs inside the high walls of the Forbidden Palace, let alone the secret affairs before the imperial court.

Except for the medical officers of the Imperial Hospital who were too busy to touch the ground, most of the attention inside and outside the palace fell on one person.

Li An, the chief servant of the imperial court.

This Director Li is "the dragon sees the head but does not see the end". Except for the early court, he appeared in the Xuanzheng Hall and hurriedly passed on the emperor's oral order, announcing the end of the court on his behalf, and then led the people from the three and five palaces to hide behind the palace.

Tuliu's hoarse voice and tired face make people daydream, teaching people to complete a picture of the love between master and servant before the sick bed.

Shi Yan was still recuperating from his illness, Zhou Hang, Minister of the Ministry of Officials under his command, and Ren Ming, Marquis of Cheng'an exchanged glances with each other, unable to make up their minds. Shi Hong.

Shi Hong straightened his clothes in front of the sedan chair, as if he was waiting for someone on purpose, and when the sound of several footsteps approached behind him, he turned around, pulled out a note from his cuff, and secretly stuffed it into Zhou Hang's palm while helping the two of them get up. Down.

Zhou Hang understood it and put it away immediately.

Shi Hong extended his outstretched hand to Zhou Hang's shoulder and patted it lightly, seemingly unintentionally said: "The emperor's feet are not as cold as in the south, and the weather is getting colder. Mr. Zhou's clothes are thin, just to keep out the cold."

"Master Xiang..." Zhou Hang wanted to say something, but Shi Hong stopped him with a wave of his hand.

Shi Hong twirled his beard, and then said slowly: "The Empress Dowager's birthday is approaching. I remember that Mr. Zhou and Mr. Xu from the Ministry of Rites entered office in the same year. Those two should walk around a lot to support each other and share their worries with one heart, so that we can live up to the emperor's grace." .” As he said so, he raised his hand and bowed to the palace gate.

Zhou Han still wanted to refute: "Master Xiang, there are many troubles at the moment..."

Shi Hong straightened his clothes, interrupted him, and gave him a deep look, "The eventful autumn is in the south and not in the north. Mr. Zhou should make plans for the current winter. There is an old saying: Harvest in autumn and store in winter... that's all, Yan'er is weak, old man Remember, everyone, let’s say goodbye.”

Zhou and Ren looked at each other with hesitant eyes, and when they heard the words, they both cupped their hands and bowed respectfully to bid farewell to Shi Hong.

Shi Yan was not there, and his party members gathered in a small courtyard in the suburbs to discuss the current situation.

In the secret room, Cheng'an Hou Renming, who was born as a military general, didn't care about it, he couldn't sit still, and after the servant served tea for him, he pushed away with his sleeves and rose up.

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered in response to the sound, and the original appearance could not be discerned.

"What exactly does Xiangye mean? Right now, the son-in-law is recuperating, and Yuzhou is in a hurry, so the old man wants me to wait! How can we sit still!"

"Brother Ren, don't be impatient." Zhou Hang comforted him, then turned to look at the person on the opposite seat who was holding a note and said nothing, "Brother Zhao, do you have any advice?"

Zhao Qiusheng put down the note, raised his head and said, "I don't dare to act for a high opinion, my younger brother is stupid, and I haven't figured out a strategy to deal with the enemy. I just feel selfishly that Jiang Zhan, the prefect of Yuzhou, is very comfortable."

"Oh?" Zhou Hang smiled, "How do you say that, brother?"

Zhao Qiusheng held up the note with the word "Kong" on the single page, "Look, everyone, this letter of communication is not ordinary, the paper is tough and soft, according to my younger brother, maybe it is made of ink bamboo from the deep mountains in southern Sichuan. 'Yaxuan'."

Zhou Hang's expression changed upon hearing this.

Ren Ming looked at the expressions of the two of them back and forth, waved his hands indifferently and said, "Bamboo is abundant in the south, and it is as common as pear wood in the north. What's so strange?"

Zhao Qiusheng smiled, "Master Hou doesn't know something, this black bamboo is like purple wolfberry hair, ten thousand year ginseng..." Amidst Ren Ming's gradually changing expression, Zhao Qiusheng quietly said the last sentence: "This is for the imperial use."

Ren Ming was so startled that he almost jumped up: "Queen? He Jiang Zhan is so brave! Even a tribute from the queen dares to get involved!"

Zhou Hang took a sip of tea calmly, "Brother Ren, be careful, don't forget, now, I am waiting for Yuzhou government, but we are still on the same boat."

Ren Ming bowed his head and sat down silently.No one ever noticed the clenched fist he secretly clenched when he was sitting.

Zhao Qiusheng immediately said: "So what Xiangye means is that you want me to sit on the sidelines?"

Zhou Hang nodded, "Master Xiang has repeatedly instructed us to stop at the right time in this troubled time."

Cheng'an Hou Renming lowered his brows and said impatiently: "Yuzhou and we have been in contact for a long time. Now the matter is urgent. If I withdraw my hand, how can I live in peace in the future?"

Zhao Qiusheng nodded in agreement: "That's true. The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, so we have to guard against it."

Ren Ming continued: "Beware of that old thing biting back!"

After Zhou Hang pondered, he shook his head slowly: "The Prime Minister's words are firm today, and Brother Ren and I have seen it with our own eyes. I'm afraid the old man has already predicted it... Besides, in Yuzhou, he failed several times, so he used all the power of the government. It's not enough to deal with Yi Mo who is a commoner, and Yi Mo has someone from the palace to help, Mr. Jiang is afraid that it will be difficult."

"I'm afraid it's not just that." Zhao Qiusheng got up suddenly, "Recently, there have been many changes in Beijing. The son-in-law was injured first, and now the empress is banned, and your majesty is sick. All these things may have hidden connections... The prime minister has been standing in the court for a long time, he The old man is so sure, according to the opinions of the two brothers, could it be possible that His Majesty is not...?"

Zhou Hang immediately followed up to support the case, "My brother's conjecture coincides with Brother Yu's! I'm afraid it's... I'm unfortunately right."

Zhao Qiusheng sighed, "If it's true, we should have made preparations early in the morning."

Zhou Hang agreed: "Then you and I will split up as soon as possible, and I will arrange for people who know the truth, and the correspondence will be handed over to you, brother."

Zhao Qiusheng agreed.

The two of them wanted to leave the table separately, and the people who were listening in the cloud hurriedly stopped the two of them: "Brother Zhou, brother Zhao, what do you two mean?" Ren Ming was at a loss, and said: "Just now You said Your Majesty, what happened to him, Your Majesty?"

The other two looked at each other helplessly.Zhou Hang looked back at him and said, "Brother Zhao and I guessed that maybe His Majesty is no longer in the palace."

"Not in the palace?!" Ren Ming was shocked, "Then His Majesty... has gone..." The words ended here, and Ren Ming stretched out his hand to guide the direction.

The other two nodded.