Between the vast sea of ​​clouds

"Marriage between two surnames, a contract signed together, a good relationship will last forever..."

It turned out to be a marriage letter.

Chu Jun was about to put it back after closing it, and suddenly remembered that Jin Huan seemed to have married, she was a little puzzled immediately, could it be that the marriage certificate was originally presented, and Jin Huan sent it along with it.This seems to make sense in the past, all marriages of officials of the fourth rank and above in the court must be reported to the Ministry of Affairs, such as servants, etc., are still submitted to the imperial court, waiting for the emperor's instructions.

Thinking of Yuan Sui's dull face, Mr. Yuan was from the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and he never left the case with three words, and murders abounded wherever he went.It has been rumored that she is a strange person who visits mass graves at night and lies next to carrion corpses.Chu Jun originally thought that she would spend the rest of her life in the prison of the Ministry of Justice, but she never thought that the old iron tree would still bloom one day, so she felt a sigh of relief in her heart, reached out to take the marriage letter again, picked up the ink pen and wanted to write it in the blank space. Leave a comment.

Her eyes glanced at the signature after "I would like to make a white-headed covenant, write to Xiang Hong, and set out the mandarin score", and the familiar handwriting jumped into her eyes.

The pen in her hand landed on the table with a clatter, and the cinnabar gradually faded away, far less dazzling than the marriage book in front of her.

Shao Ming, Li Qingping.

The names of the two stand side by side, as if they are really like a pair of lovers.Chu Jun took a deep breath, and carefully identified the three characters of Li Qingping for a while, feeling a tightness in his chest and swelling of his forehead.

It really is Qingping's handwriting, she thinks so, it is not forged by someone, it is really her handwriting.

Speaking of handwriting, Qingping's handwriting was not as good as it is now when he was a child.Although she is smart and stable, she is good at her studies and learns quickly, but her handwriting is like a child in elementary school, shy and shy in one place without any rules.Back then, I taught her hand in hand, writing stroke by stroke on paper.For such a small person, even the hand is a small ball, and it is still unstable when holding the pen.Thinking about it now, it seems like it was just yesterday.If she writes a wrong word, she is not as cramped as ordinary children, and she doesn't look at people, she just goes on to write the next one.

She searched for her appearance in the hard-to-distinguish old sunlight and shadow, copying each and every word with care.Whether in those days of separation, she also sat quietly in front of the window like this, year after year.

She did miss a lot. Now that she thinks about it, those days that were only the most ordinary, but passed away suddenly, and can never be turned back.

The marriage letter was held in her hands, and the courtier's marriage proposal was just a formality. If she wanted to do it, even the emperor couldn't stop it.

That's right, Qingping should marry a husband and have a daughter now, spread out his branches and leaves, and it should be both emotional and reasonable.

Chu Jun took off the silk seal, clutched the paper marriage letter in his hand, his fingertips turned slightly white.

On her table are the dogs and dogs in the imperial court, the past affairs of the previous dynasty, the community of the world, the lives of the people, and the six states and eighteen counties.And the weight of all of these added up is no match for the thin piece of paper in front of me.

The prosperity of the world is all for profit, and the world is for profit.No matter how difficult the situation is, it is nothing but the result of greed and obsession.In the final analysis, what is complicated is always the human heart, and in a single thought, it is no longer what it used to be.

Chu Jun's complexion was as usual, she flipped the marriage certificate with her slender hands, her eyes stayed on the end again, the emotion floating in her eyes was dark and unspeakable, her fingers moved slightly, and she tore the marriage certificate in half with a snap.

The paper fell lightly on the ground, and a cluster of fires seemed to ignite in her eyes, and suddenly the table full of memorials fell to the ground.

Liu Zhen went to fetch the silver knife and came back, but was shocked when she saw the mess all over the place.

Chu Jun tapped lightly on the edge of the table, turned to her calmly and said, "Ask someone to clean up this place, have the cabinet members arrived yet?"

Liu Zhendao: "The palace man who delivered the report replied that he has already entered the palace."

Chu Jun paused his hands, and said coldly: "Let them wait in the side hall first, and now go and call Tianshu, I want to ask her, I asked her to send someone to watch Li Qingping, why did she not report something? ?Since one thing has not been reported, there must be more things to be concealed."

Several cabinet ministers were ordered to enter the palace, but for some unknown reason, they waited for a long time in the side hall before someone from the palace came to invite them.

As soon as he entered the hall, he smelled the fragrance of the bitter medicine first, and walked past several imperial physicians, all of them looked in a hurry.Then Liu Zhen walked out slowly, saluted and said: "Several elders, please, the imperial physician just gave injections to His Majesty, and His Majesty is awake now."

Incense was burned in the hall to dissipate the medicine gas, but it was still surrounded by an unspeakable dullness.The palace people pushed open the door of the palace so that the light could come in.There is a huge screen in the sleeping hall, which cuts off the sight of the cabinet ministers, only someone can be heard talking, but they can't make out what they are saying.

After a while, Prince Gong Chuxi came out from behind the screen. Her face was pale and her eye sockets were blue. She obviously hadn't rested much. When she met the cabinet ministers, she said, "Your Majesty's holy appearance is in the way. To prevent impoliteness, I set up a screen to discuss matters with you. .”

The cabinet ministers knelt down and saluted to the screen, saying: "Your Majesty, I will wait to join you."

Chu Yan looked around and said, "Where is old Shen Ge?"

A cabinet minister came out and said: "Return to Your Highness, Mrs. Shen is ill, and it is inconvenient to face the saint. Please wait and apologise to Your Majesty."

A few weak coughs came from behind the screen, Chu Yan turned around and took a look, and continued to ask, "What about Mr. Yan Ge?"

"Yan Ge is old and his legs and feet are not strong enough. Now it is difficult to go to the field, so he has already asked the official department for leave."

A faint sigh came from behind the screen, all the cabinet ministers lowered their heads and pricked up their ears to listen, only one person said: "Yan Chen and the elders of the pavilion are getting old, it's not easy for people to get old, it should be I am considerate. The same is true for all my lovers. Although the official duties are busy, you still have to take care of yourself."

The cabinet ministers were shocked, it turned out to be the voice of the emperor.

They came here to see if the emperor really woke up. If the emperor woke up, would the cabinet still have a chance to reappear?

So the biggest question now is, how ill is the emperor?

After Chu Zhe walked into the screen quickly, he came out and told the palace staff: "Your Majesty said that the screen will be removed."

The screen was removed, revealing the emperor half lying on the bed.Her complexion was extremely bad, she leaned sickly on the cushion, opened her eyes slightly, and said weakly: "I have been lingering on the sick bed lately, and I often dream, yesterday I dreamed of the late emperor... It seems that the late emperor's birthday, I and several emperors My sister was drinking at the banquet. The emperor said, 'This wine has the meaning of longevity, it is better to drink more', I only felt drunk in my dream, and when I woke up, it seemed that it had been a very long time..."

Dreaming of the dead when sick, no matter what, it is somewhat ominous.

The emperor raised his hand lightly, this action seemed to have exhausted all the strength in her body, the palace people all knelt down silently, Chu Yan also knelt in front of her bed, the emperor said slowly: "I called you here to discuss the establishment of the Empress Dowager. female thing."

The author has something to say: Auntie is sick and has a fever today, so I can only update a little bit, sorry, sorry~ Please forgive me...