The first favorite of rebirth

At the end of the night, Guan Yue was still walking in front with a small lamp. Not far from the dungeon, a gorgeous palace suddenly appeared. A team of palace people filed in to clean up the waste and garbage, and prepared to transport them out of the palace along the narrow road. .When they saw Guan Yue and Pei Jiqing, they all stopped and saluted.

Pei Jiqing suddenly felt a little strange, he stopped slowly, and asked in a daze, "What place is this?"

"Fuxi Hall." Guan Yue replied in a low voice, "The Regent thought this place was too old, so he renovated it. The place is too remote, so there is no master and empress living here, but there are too many good things. Sweeping every day, don’t dare to neglect.”

Pei Jiqing sighed slightly, raised her eyes and looked towards the high place. The sun was just rising, and a tinge of orange was covering the blazing red glazed tiles, and the white snow was piled on it thickly and flatly, corresponding to the red tiles in the distance.At this time, a group of white doves flapped their wings and touched the golden bell with horned animal head, and there were several deep and long echoes.

When Guan Yue was young, he only knew that Fu Congjin was imprisoned in a dungeon, but he didn't know that Fuxi Hall, not far away, was the place where Fu Congjin grew up. It was close to the corner gate of the Forbidden City. The place is far from being as prosperous as it is today.

Palaces and pavilions can be refurbished, mourning can be repeated after death, but there is no way to make up for the regrets in life. Fu Congjin always smiles with a low eyebrow and doesn't care, but firmly engraves that paper title in his heart. Even if he becomes the regent, He was still privately called "the son of a lowly maidservant" by King Huai.Lowly people always look forward to being born in the emperor's family, but they don't know that the blood of the emperor's family is even colder.

When he died in his previous life, he had thought of cutting Fu Congjin's body countless times, but today he saw Fu Congjin imprisoned in the dungeon of the palace where no one was near, and he still felt a little regretful for no reason.

Although Mo bully young people are poor, but they have been forced to the end of the road all year round, how can they get out easily.

The two of them didn't speak, they just walked forward silently, and they walked near the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the sky was already bright.Guan Yue blew out the lantern in her hand, Pei Jiqing stopped and said in a low voice, "I'm going to see the emperor."

"Your Majesty?" Guan Yue looked up in surprise, a hint of alertness flashed in her big eyes, "What do you want to see the Emperor for?"

"The emperor's health is not good because he has been taking medicine all the time." Pei Jiqing gathered up the collar of his cloak to cover up the blood that was rubbed on him before, "I went to see the regent earlier and advised him to give me the antidote, which can cure him." The emperor's illness."

"But..." Pei Jiqing's words were well-founded, and Guan Yue began to wring her fingers and hesitate.

"I would like to see him."

Before Guan Yue could think of what to say, Fu Yunhui had already walked out of the middle door coughing, Wan Qing was still supporting him by his side, he was wearing a white sable fur cloak, but the huge clothes couldn't cover his weakness.On the contrary, the young face was vain and pale, almost without a trace of blood.

Pei Jiqing hurriedly knelt down and said in a low voice: "See the emperor."

"Get up." Fu Yunhui raised his hand, "Master Rong, come in and talk."

Guan Yue knelt behind Pei Jiqing, pressed her fingers slightly on the edge of her sleeve, Wan Qing said: "Gui Yue, go to the ear room to rest."

Guan Yue raised her eyes, stood up and nodded slightly.

Fu Yunhui walked very slowly, and the air was quiet for a long time before the two entered the warm pavilion in the main hall. Fu Yunhui asked Pei Jiqing to sit opposite him, and poured him a cup of bitter tea. A shallow scar.

Fu Yunhui squinted his eyes, and said in a low voice: "The antidote you mentioned, but are you serious?"

Although he is weak, his eyes are very focused, and his desire to survive is extremely heavy, even if he grabs a thin line, he still wants to keep climbing.

"There is no antidote from Fu Congjin." Pei Jiqing said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it is not Fu Congjin who gave the medicine."

Wan Qing's eyes sank, she was still not sure what Pei Jiqing was going to say, Fu Yunhui was a little dazed, she could barely put down the teacup in her hand, "Young Master Rong, it's not Fu Congjin who gave me the medicine, who else?"

"Don't the emperor know?" Pei Jiqing ordered tea by himself.

"My father and I have taken poison all the year round, so the poison penetrated into the bones. Mr. Rong found out this himself." Fu Yunhui raised his head slowly, "Isn't it Fu Congjin who poisoned, who else could it be?"

"Fu Congjin never thought of killing the late emperor. If he wants to do it, he doesn't need to wait for the virtuous king to return." Pei Jiqing said slowly: "From the very beginning, Fu Congjin never poisoned the emperor. The emperor has been poisoned for a long time. It's all because of the Wanqing girl next to you, if I'm not mistaken, she should also be the one who created the 'Ci Plaque Name' in the palace."

"presumptuous--"

Fu Yunhui was startled for a moment, then got up angrily, reached out and brushed off the neat tea set on the table, Pei Jiqing and Wan Qing got up and backed up together, kneeling on the ground together.

Wan Qing turned her head to look at Pei Jiqing, she could not bear it, Pei Jiqing was a little puzzled, why didn't she tell Fu Yunhui the truth after Wan Qing hinted that she helped Fu Yunhui out of trouble.

Fu Yunhui trembled all over, and his face became whiter and whiter. Wan Qing got up quickly, and took out the pill from her sleeve. Fu Yunhui grabbed her hand, but kept his eyes on the pill, and didn't take it for a long time.

"Fu Congjin didn't want Miss Wanqing to get pregnant, so he kept giving her contraceptive pills, but now Fu Congjin has been imprisoned and locked in the dungeon in the inner courtyard of the palace, and he can't get out of here at all." Pei Jiqing lowered her voice, determined Said: "Then why Fu Congjin is in prison, and someone will still send contraceptives."

Pei Jiqing's voice was very soft, but compared to Fu Yunhui, it was like a bolt from the blue.Now that the evidence is conclusive, Fu Yunhui's expression suddenly fell, like an old man Fengzhu, he was still holding Wan Qing's hand firmly, Wan Qing felt pain for a while, and the pill suddenly fell to the ground.

"Wan Qing..." Fu Yunhui's eyes were bloodshot, "What he said is the truth?"

Wan Qing remained silent, nodded but shook her head.Fu Yunhui suddenly recalled the past, Fu Congjin was always pressing, and when he made up his mind to cooperate with Fu Congsi to bring down the regent, the people around him who encouraged him were Wan Qing.

Ten years ago, he was obsessed with ghosts and forced his biological father to retire together with Fu Congjin. At that time, he thought he could kill Fu Congjin to take charge of the government, but after many years, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of the countless eyeliners inside and outside the palace.

Fu Congling has a weak temperament, knowledgeable and reasonable, and treats Fu Yunhui very well. Since Fu Congling's death, he wakes up from nightmares every day, as if seeing his father in white clothes and hats, asking him why he is so heartless.

He thought that Wan Qing was the last ray of warmth in his long life.

But she was a raging fire, not only warming his icy body, but also burning him to death.

"Miss Wanqing, it was you who sent me the letter, asking me to report to the emperor." Pei Jiqing asked puzzledly: "Then why don't you want to admit it even today."

Fu Yunhui turned his head slowly, staring at Wan Qing with red eyes, as if he wanted to pluck out a piece of flesh from her body.

He quickly got up, turned over several cups of tea soup on the table, then grabbed Wan Qing by the collar, forcing her to look at him.

"My servant once received the life-saving grace of the King of Shou, so I can't repay you with all my heart, so I can't say it." Wan Qing knelt on the ground, her eyes were very firm, without any look of pity, "The reason why I told you is because this servant has a dragon seed. If the little prince knows, this child will definitely not be kept."

Fu Yunhui's skinny hand was suddenly put down, and after waiting for a long time, he slowly turned his head and heard Wan Qing's overtones.

"What do you mean, I'm... not done anymore?"

"If you take care of it, the emperor can still..." Wan Qing lowered her brows, trying her best to avoid Fu Yunhui's sight, "The emperor treated the servants very well, so the servants stopped using medicine a long time ago... When the child is born, the servants are at the disposal of the emperor." .”

Fu Yunhui slumped down on the back of the chair, his brows and eyes were blue and white, he had been ill for a long time, and he knew in his heart that his time was short, but now that he was confirmed, he really had no business.

"When the emperor forced the empress dowager back, did you ever think that this day will come? If you seek skin from a tiger, you will only die." Pei Jiqing slowly got up, and looked at him with some ridiculous looks, "to this day, the only way the emperor can cooperate with the virtuous king To save this prince, the young prince’s heart of disobedience is clearly revealed, he has promised the emperor that he will let you take charge of the government after the queen of cooking, but think about it for yourself, who is in a hurry to take the throne now?”

Fu Yunhui was silent for a long time, picked up the teacup tremblingly, and took a sip halfway through, "If I cooperate with King Xian, can I save this child?"

"The child is innocent, and the virtuous king will not kill innocent people indiscriminately." Pei Jiqing said firmly: "Not to mention the virtuous king, at least the little prince still sent contraceptives. He didn't want to keep the emperor's flesh and blood, so how could he keep the emperor's flesh and blood?" Your Majesty?"

"Okay." Fu Yunhui nodded heavily, "What do you want me to do."

"Caomin is the son of a scholar, Rong Ting. Rong Ting was wronged and died, and Caomin was also forced to resign and go to prison." Pei Jiqing cupped his hands and smiled, "Caomin wants to be an official."

Fu Congsi went to the foreign labor force in the capital, and King Shou, who was nearly seventy years old, also went in person, although he didn't know why he was going.

The weather has gradually warmed up, but the old prince is still wearing a thick and heavy cloak, and he sneezes every step of the way.

"Father." Fu Congsi said softly, "This is General Zhao Deqin, do you still recognize him?"

"What's light? He's so big, how can he look light?" The old prince muttered and rubbed his nose, took a deep breath of snuff, and then sneezed again and again.

Fu Congsi smiled, and repeated in a good temper, "Father, that's Zhao..."

"Little prince!"

Before Fu Congsi finished speaking, a sergeant came quickly and got up to whisper a few words.

Fu Congsi frowned tightly, clenched his right hand into a fist, almost pinching his veins, then he turned around quickly, with a gust of wind blowing from his wide sleeve.

There was a red wall inside the Meridian Gate of the imperial city. Fu Congsi's sedan chair was parked in front of the gate, and the imperial guards knelt in front of the sedan chair and raised their heads, "Please take off your sword, my little prince, and the guards stay outside the imperial city."

"The little prince is a hero, how can you..." Zhao Deqin was extremely angry, halfway through his sentence, he saw a person coming out of the six yamen, the person was thin and thin, and he was dressed neatly in a crimson robe, dark black gauze Below, a pair of peach blossom eyes drooped slightly, infinitely sparkling and luxuriant.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, Huode became the king of the world, civil servants from the first rank to the fourth rank all wore crimson robes, Pei Jiqing's face was snow-white, and at this moment, it was set off by the crimson color like a rosy glow, which really echoed the old saying that she looks like a spring flower.

Zhao Deqin's eyes widened, "It's you?!"

"Shangshu Rong Luan of the Ministry of Military Affairs." Pei Jiqing lifted up his robe and knelt down slowly, with a smug smile, "See Prince Shou's son, guards and weapons are not allowed in the imperial city, please forgive me, little prince."

"Shangshu of the Ministry of War is already the second-rank official, why bother to dismiss one by one." Fu Congsi frowned, and handed the sword to Zhao Deqin, with a calm expression, "Master Rong, you can do it now."

"Of course the little prince can enter the palace." Pei Jiqing got up from the ground, then took half a step back, and bowed his hands respectfully, "It's just that the emperor is not in the palace. Yesterday, the emperor stayed up all night and missed the emperor, so he has already left for the Taimiao. The emperor is not in the palace, and the little prince is entering the palace now, I am afraid it is not in accordance with the etiquette..."

"You!" Zhao Deqin intended to draw his sword, seven or eight soldiers rushed out of the palace wall and surrounded the two of them, Fu Congsi raised his eyes and saw that the guards at the palace gate were all new faces, his heart sank secretly.

"What is the little prince looking at?" Pei Jiqing smiled, and stood beside the guard with her hands in her hands, "It's the fault of the lower official, I forgot to report to the little prince, Li Gui's ineffectiveness in governing the army caused the imperial army to mutiny, and the lower official has arrested him." The position of commander has been withdrawn, and the little prince has been outside the city, so he must not be aware of it."

Fu Congsi's expression changed slightly, the capital changed drastically, and the emperor left the palace but no one reported back. It turned out that the imperial army had been removed.

Those eyes are so soft but contain killing intent, just like the sentence just now, they have skipped countless bloody storms.

"Master Rong." Fu Congsi stretched out his hand, signaling Zhao Deqin to put away his sword, "What you did today is really threatening the emperor to order the princes."

"The regent is the one who coerces the emperor to order the princes." The imperial army retreated slowly, and Pei Jiqing stepped forward slowly, with his hands still in his sleeves, and yawned softly, "It's getting colder today, my little one." If the prince is fine, please go back and continue to take care of King Shou. If you want to ask where Li Gui is going, you can go to the guard to look for Pingnan Hou Xiao Wansheng."

Near the red wall of the Meridian Gate, Lin Chen, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, led people past. He saluted Fu Congsi very respectfully, his goatee trembling.

"Little prince, do you dare to stop me?" Lin Chen stood up panting, pretending to be angrily said: "The emperor and queen are out of the palace today, you are so unruly, hurry up and back away."

"Master Lin taught me a lesson." Pei Jiqing also waved her hands feigned anger, "Quickly back down."

After the imperial army retreated, Lin Chen tremblingly walked into the yamen. Pei Jiqing stood in front of the wooden door of the six yamen, reaching out to wipe the dew off an orchid. He looked out of the corner of his eye, and Fu Congsi was still standing there.

"Master Pei." Fu Congsi changed his address, "I respect what you said in the past, so I intend to save your life. From this point of view, do you really plan to be my enemy?"

Pei Jiqing picked up the orchid, but didn't look back, her voice was a little hoarse, "I also respect the character of the young prince, if you are willing to look back, you can withdraw General Zhao's team and welcome King Xian into the city, then we will still be friends."

Fu Congsi raised his head and looked at the golden dome of Qianqing Palace in the distance. He didn't say a word, and then walked away.

Pei Jiqing sighed in a low voice, the orchid leaf was broken, barely holding it in the palm of her hand.

After Fu Yunhui left the palace that day, Xiao Wansheng had quickly found Guan He. Although Guan He was favored by Fu Congjin, he was very famous in the imperial army. They had quietly eliminated Li Gui overnight, and Pei Jiqing issued an order in the palace to seal Xiao Wansheng For the command of the imperial army.

Fu Congjin's situation is over, and Lin Chen has to choose another backer. For the sake of Empress Lin and Lin Yan, he can only choose to help Xiao Wansheng.

The Twelve Guards of the Forbidden Army have always guarded the safety of the capital. Although the soldiers in the northern part of the country do not need to have experienced hundreds of battles, they are also carefully selected elite soldiers. Even if Zhao Deqin's army is outside, they dare not act rashly. Return with the scenery.

Jue Yun has returned to station his troops in Jinzhou. Jinzhou is located in the northeast of the capital, and it will take only two days and one night to return to Beijing at the earliest. Lin He informed Fu Congsi that Jue Yun has already formed an alliance with him and is preparing to enter Beijing to seize the throne; he asked Fu Congsi to reply quickly Determine the plan so that we can ambush Jueyun together.

At the right time and place, everything is ready.

Jueyun walked back and forth in the military tent, Wang Yue came in, put a golden jug on the table, Jueyun took out the wine glass, and the purple wine flowed out, filling both wine glasses in an instant.Wang Yue raised his wine glass absently, and toasted Jue Yun as if forced to.

"General Wang, why are you so worried?" Jue Yun filled another glass for Wang Yue, "As long as Lin He gets a reply letter, we can do it right away. Although Fu Congsi is hiding it deeply, he has no chance."

"Although the forbidden army is in the hands of Lord Hou, we also have a team here, but..." Wang Yue shook his head, stretched out his hand and pushed the wine glass away, "My lord, you have half of the tiger talisman in your hand, where did the other half go? Fu Congjin has been imprisoned, but No one has mentioned this matter, who owns the Tiger Talisman?"

Jue Yun was startled, but quickly regained his composure, "The tiger talisman is just a symbol. I have soldiers, horses and hearts in my hands, so why should I care about a piece of iron? Could it be that someone has never led an army and can use the tiger talisman to dispatch troops? ?”

"It's the general who worries too much." As Jue Yun said, Wang Yue's frown gradually widened. He picked up the wine glass and quickly drank the wine. thing."

"Forget it." Jue Yun didn't like persuading people to drink, so he waved his hand and said, "We'll meet again in the capital."

After Wang Yue left, Jueyun was the only one left in the tent. He felt happy and quickly drank a few more cups. Today he received a report from the capital saying that Rong Luan had been appointed as the Minister of the Ministry of War of the second rank. Yesterday's anger dissipated, and instead I couldn't help but smile——Uncle Pei is really brave and determined, so many times he took risks with his own life, but he was really saved by him.

Wearing an official uniform, Rong Luan's expression must have become more dignified and dignified, and more charming...

Jue Yun's face turned red in an instant, he put down his glass abruptly, signaling that he could not drink any more.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion outside the camp. Before Jue Yun got up, he saw a soldier escorting a man in. The man was wearing a black cloak, with only half of his face exposed.

"This is……"

"It's me." Before Jue Yun could speak, the visitor had already taken off his black hat, and then raised his hand to salute Jue Yun, "See the wise king Qiansui."

"Little prince?" Jue Yun stood up in surprise, staring at Fu Congsi in disbelief, what is this man here for?Plead guilty?

Although Fu Congsi showed his sharpness, he did not reveal his identity. Jueyun wanted to see how long his mask could be worn, so he deliberately said: "I heard that Fu Congjin was arrested, and the emperor also ran away. This king is about to lead the army. Return to Beijing."

"Your Highness, why should you be polite to me?" Fu Congsi smiled silently, "Master Pei must have sent a letter long ago, asking His Highness to lead troops to the capital."

Jue Yun was stunned for a moment, then sat down, raised his legs and said, "Since you know, why does the little prince come here, isn't he afraid of dying here?"

"The little prince is cooperating with the Liao soldiers, and the forbidden army is in hand, and Zhao Deqin and I can't stand against each other." Fu Congsi looked cold, as if he didn't care, "But if you cooperate with the Liao soldiers, even if they don't attack me Once the soldier dies, I'm afraid it will leave an excuse for the emperor, saying that you are traitorous and seeking glory."

Jue Yun smirked, "What's your opinion, little prince?"

"I lost this battle in the end." Fu Congsi lowered his head and sighed, "If Your Highness is willing to kill Rong Luan, you can naturally put all the charges of cooperating with the Liao people on him. Successfully forced the emperor to abdicate, but Rong Luan has a bad reputation, and..."

Jue Yun drew his sword suddenly, and the sword pointed directly at Fu Congsi's heart, "Fu Congsi, I know that you have Zhao Deqin's soldiers and horses in your hand, and I can't touch you here, but if you touch a hair on him, even if I don't want the throne, I will also cut you to pieces!"

Fu Congsi's expression did not change, and he continued: "Mr. Pei has worked hard to get you to sit on the throne."

"He is him, I am me, why should I care what he thinks." Jue Yun Jianfeng approached, "Fu Congsi, everything I say is the truth."

Fu Congsi said thoughtfully, "What if he said something wrong?"

Jue Yun asked: "What do you mean?"

Fu Congsi remained silent, he took out two memorials from his jacket and handed them to Jue Yun, Jue Yun frowned and drew back his sword, hesitated for a moment, then slowly picked up the memorials.

These two memorials are half old and not new, they seem to have been placed in the book box for a long time, and they still exude a faint musty smell. The handwriting on one of them is peaceful and the strokes are honest.

Jueyun didn't know what he meant, and turned the memorial to the last page, his gentle face spread to the three words of the inscription, "Chen Rongluan."

"This is impossible!" Jue Yun's voice trembled slightly, "You are lying to me!"

The cold wind was like weeping, the candle on the table was shaking back and forth, Fu Congsi's eyes were firm, he looked into Jue Yun's eyes with a sneer, watching the veins burst out on the back of his hand, and he pinched the memorial fiercely.

The characters on the memorial are handsome and upright, and four small characters "Chen Pei Jiqing" are written on the signature.

What is even more glaring is that this memorial is almost exactly the same as the cinnabar approval below.

Fu Congsi spoke in a low voice, hitting Jueyun's eardrum word by word.

Although he has never personally led soldiers and horses, he has also learned many fighting techniques from King Shou. The supreme way is to subdue the enemy's soldiers without fighting.

Pei Jiqing's rebirth was God's will for him, and it was also God's will for himself.I have known Jueyun and Pei Jiqing for a long time, and from all aspects, I can see that the two have a deep affection. If they can use their hearts to disrupt Jueyun's position, wouldn't it be bloodless.

"Pei Jiqing used to be a servant of the Prince's Mansion, and he was greatly gracious. Every word he wrote was printed in the waste manuscript of the Supreme Emperor. This person is very fond of Meixing, but the Supreme Emperor is very favored."

"Rong Luan was less than twenty at the time, how could he know where the little prince is? How could he suddenly figure it out overnight, let go of etiquette, righteousness, shame and dormancy..."