Prince loves to pick up trash

In the hot summer, people are also prone to impetuousness.

Qi Wenliang had a big dream, he was not as mature and steady as before, he was a little impatient.

But it's not a bad thing either.

He was anxious to pay more attention to himself, he was anxious to deal with the relationship with Qi Zian, he was anxious to get rid of all the things that made him unhappy, he was anxious to bring the years of planning to a perfect conclusion.

Now, now, it's time for the dust to settle.

Fortunately, everything has been prepared, and if we do it now, there will be no mistakes.

However, before doing anything, he still had to visit the queen.

This matter will involve the Queen.

Fangzhu led him into Fengyi Palace, only then did he realize that his long sleep this time had a great influence on the Queen.

At this time the queen was painting.

In the past, every time he entered the palace, the empress would receive him very formally, and there was always a little relationship between mother and child.

The queen abides by the rules of the queen, and the queen upholds the dignity of the mother of the country. Even if she wants to get close to her son, she always can't get close.

In order to prevent the prince from getting too close with his mother and family, Qi Chao would always move the young prince to the prince's office, and also called it to let the prince study wholeheartedly.

Qi Wenliang moved into the inner palace when he was less than ten years old, and when he grew up, he moved into the eastern palace.

Actually speaking, he didn't spend much time with the queen.

In his memory, the queen is not like a mother, and even less like an ordinary woman. She has no hobbies, and she doesn't often do certain things.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter when he came to see the queen, the queen would meet him according to the rules—go to the main hall or the side hall, and sit in their respective seats. The only thing that can be regarded as breaking the rules is Qi Wenliang's voice "Mother".

Today when he came to see the empress, the empress was neither in the main hall nor in the side hall, but in the small garden of Fengyi Palace.

She spread out the drawing paper, picked up the brush and put it down. She didn't draw flowers, but the clouds in the sky.

"Here?" the Queen said casually, "Find a seat for yourself."

To Qi Wenliang's surprise, she also said a few insignificant words.

She said while painting, "In the past, before entering the palace, I loved doing this to pass the time."

"Later, I should do more and more things, and the things I like are not important. Whether it's female workers, calligraphy or piano and chess, I should dabble in something."

"Everything has to be practiced for several hours every day, and there is not much time left for myself."

"Later, the intrigues in the palace were even more time-consuming and labor-intensive, and I lost even more energy."

Qi Wenliang listened to the queen's words, but did not sit down, but stood not far behind the queen, looking seriously.

He praised without hesitation: "Mother's painting skills are exquisite, with both form and meaning. The queen mother should practice less."

When the queen turned around suspiciously, he continued, "My mother draws so well even if she doesn't practice. If she practiced often, wouldn't it be a way for those masters in the art gallery to survive?"

After this wave of rainbow farts, he smiled slightly, and showed the queen that he was sincere with his eyes.

"I'll try to pick up some nice things to say," the queen inspected her own paintings, "You've blown up the unsatisfactory things."

Although she is modest, she smiles at the corners of her eyes when she speaks, and her voice is relaxed. She must be very satisfied with her paintings and Qi Wenliang's flattery.

But Qi Wenliang's words can always speak to her heart, so she just listened to it, and didn't have any unnecessary reactions.

Qi Wenliang looked at her ink plate and found that there was not much ink and it was almost dry, so he offered to help grind the ink, not thinking such a trivial matter at all.

While studying ink, he said, "Mother has seven openings in her heart, and it's common to multitask. Even if you want to learn something else, it's not difficult to make time for it."

"As long as my mother has the heart, it shouldn't be a problem if she wants to paint often. Why have I not discovered that my mother has hobbies after all these years? Could it be that the son doesn't care enough for his mother?"

He could actually guess the reason, but it was rare to chat with the Queen, so he asked on purpose.

The queen shook her head and denied his statement, dipped in the ink and continued to draw, "The palace is a place that penetrates everywhere, as long as people find out what they like, they will always be taken advantage of."

"If people know that I love to dance and write, they will inevitably take my fault in this respect. Maybe one day what I draw will be misinterpreted, and then I will be convicted."

"After all, if you want to commit a crime, why don't you have nothing to say? The emperor doesn't like me very much."

"Besides, as long as someone knows that I like to touch pens and inks, the paper, pens, inks and stones I use may be tampered with. There are only those who can be thieves for a thousand days, and there is no one who can guard against thieves for a thousand days. Instead of worrying about it all the time, it is better to touch it less."

"What mother said is true." Qi Wenliang finished studying the ink, put down the ink stick, and said something else to the queen.

All unimportant words.

He has been in a coma for the past few days, and the queen has been frightened and frightened.

After all, her son is almost gone, so it's meaningless to stick to the dead rules all the time, and she doesn't want to deliberately restrain herself anymore, she's more casual.

After the last stroke was made, Qi Wenliang said: "Mom will never live such a worrying day again."

The Queen turned her head sideways, "When?"

"Just two days!"

Qi Wenliang looked up at the sky, the weather in summer was changeable, Qi Wenliang reminded: "The wind is raging, the sky is about to change, my mother's painting is not done, let someone move it into the house to dry."

"Raindrops don't recognize people. If you accidentally wet the painting, it's the day's sin."

The queen understood the meaning and waved her hand, "It's not a problem, it's just a painting. This painting, it's fine if it's gone."

"My favorite thing, my most important thing, has already been put away. Even if you don't remind me, I can still let it be bullied by Yudian."

The queen has a plan in mind, and Qi Wenliang is not worried.

He was really afraid that the queen would be involved in the next incident, but the queen had already spoken, so he didn't have to worry about anything.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he left Fengyi Palace.

Walking west of Fengyi Palace is the palace where Concubine Duan lived. Next to her palace is the place where tassel trees were planted.

That place is close to the inner palace, and the palaces of many concubines are also nearby.

After Qi Wenliang got older, he stopped going there.

This time Qi Wenliang fell into a dream, and the tassel tree was always there, and every time he woke up, he felt a little uncomfortable when thinking about it.

Now that he happened to be in the palace, he planned to revisit his old place and take a look.

After arriving at the place, he stood still beside the palace road.

To see the tree, you need to go a little further, but the tree was felled years ago, and there will be no stumps in the palace to block the eyes.

If you go any further, you can't see anything.

He just stood by the side of the palace road, silent and motionless.

The sound of footsteps could be heard next to his ear, Qi Wenliang turned his head and saw Concubine Zhen.

Concubine Zhen saluted him, and Qi Wenliang politely returned the salute, but Concubine Zhen did not leave.

Concubine Zhen not only didn't leave, but also rejected the palace servants, as if she had something to say to Qi Wenliang.

Now she is regarded as the most favored among the emperor's existing concubines, so she has a domineering temper, so she sent the palace servants away to be alone with Qi Wenliang, not afraid of being discussed.

When she opened her mouth, her tone was a little contemptuous.

"His Royal Highness is not waiting for me?"

"Your Majesty was joking. You are the imperial concubine, what am I waiting for you?" Qi Wenliang smiled gently and replied very politely.

Concubine Zhen covered her lips with a fan, but the smile on her face did not diminish.

Although half of her face was covered, with only a pair of eyes, she could see the madness on her face.

What she said was also quite outrageous: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is waiting for the concubine, the concubine can't figure it out. But this place is neither the way to the East Palace nor the way to the Queen's Palace, but it is the closest to the concubine's palace. "

"This road is the only way for my concubine to meet the emperor. It doesn't make sense to say that His Highness is not waiting for me!"

She said this as if Qi Wenliang coveted her beauty.

She is 27 or [-] now, not too old, but it would be too embarrassing to say that Qi Wenliang has a crush on her.

"Just walk around casually." Qi Wenliang explained.

Maybe it wasn't enough, Qi Wenliang nodded his head and said, "The last time I saw my mother, was it at the gate of Fengyi Palace? Why, after a few months, my mother seems to be sick?"

Concubine Zhen didn't want to chat with him anymore after hearing him say that she was suffering from madness.

She really felt that Qi Wenliang was waiting for her on purpose, so she went straight to the point and said: "Now I can still talk in front of His Majesty, and I am also taking care of His Majesty's daily life. Did His Highness really ask me for help?"

"Help?" Qi Wenliang pretended to be puzzled, "Why should I ask my mother for help? My mother just needs to do the things I do every day."

"Right?"

Originally Concubine Zhen didn't think that anyone knew her secret, but when Qi Wenliang asked, she felt a little guilty.

The word "right", was like a sharp needle, poking straight into her heart.

"Are you really looking for me for nothing?" Concubine Zhen asked.

After asking, without waiting for Qi Wenliang to answer, she resigned and prepared to leave.

But when she was about to leave, Qi Wenliang stopped her instead.

"It's true that I need my mother's help for nothing, but does my mother need my help?"

He looked up at the sky, and said again what he said in the Queen's Palace: "The sky is about to change."

"I heard that the father is not in good health recently. The weather is changeable, and it will be hot and cold. In two days, the father will be so sick that he will not be able to get out of bed."

"My lady, don't blame me for talking too much. Now is the time to think about the future. Otherwise, you may not only be unable to stay in the palace for the elderly, but you may not even be able to go to the temple to practice. You are ignorant and childless, and your father loves you. I am afraid that you will be buried .”

Concubine Zhen didn't want to be buried.

But she still insisted, "Then what's your business? Can you be the emperor? You can't decide whether I will stay or not. To be honest, His Majesty has even drawn up a will, so it has nothing to do with His Highness!"

"That's exactly the case, so you need to worry." Qi Wenliang's expression didn't change a bit after hearing her words, "I have a good temper, and no one will make things difficult for me. Eldest brother has a bad temper."

"Your Majesty is favored and used to being domineering. Concubine Rou has often suffered in your hands, then..."

For the remaining half, Qi Wenliang didn't say anything, but Concubine Zhen also knew about it.

Qi Wenliang promised: "No matter how bad I am, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. It can always be done to keep you safe for the rest of your life."

There is no free pie in the sky, and Qi Wenliang is not dedicated to charity. Since Qi Wenliang offered to help, then Qi Wenliang must also need help.

It's just that Qi Wenliang knows what she lacks and fears, but she doesn't know anything about Qi Wenliang.

After all, it is inferior.

However, apart from the peace of the rest of her life, she actually didn't have much to ask for.

She has almost avenged the loss of her son.

"Your Highness, tell me, I will do my best to do what you want me to do." Concubine Zhen sighed, "Your Highness is really a good negotiator."

She originally thought that Qi Wenliang wanted her to tamper with the will, but Qi Wenliang shook his head, "I have already prepared my affairs, and there is nothing I need to help."

"Your Majesty, you only need to do what you have always done, and you don't need to do anything more." Qi Wenliang looked at Concubine Zhen's guilty face, and his voice was still gentle.

"In two days, a big event will happen, and the emperor will definitely summon me. If the empress is with you at that time, it will be convenient for me to have a few words with the emperor alone."

"It's just a favor for me."

After all, Qi Wenliang took the lead to leave.

Concubine Zhen stayed where she was, feeling very confused.

She didn't believe that Qi Wenliang was just kind-hearted. She knew that the empress mother and son were not simple people.

But what Qi Wenliang wants, she really doesn't know.

She felt that she had to think about it.

She recalled what Qi Wenliang said over and over again, but felt nothing but shock.

Qi Wenliang said twice that she just needs to do what she has been doing, so... she must know what she did.

In addition, Qi Wenliang also mentioned two days later.

Two days later, what will happen in two days? .

How could she help in two days?

No, maybe she has to do something these two days.