"Mother, don't be sad!"

Facing her son's childish questioning and clear eyes, Cui felt heartbroken, hugged her son's small body into her arms, and burst into tears.Why did it end up in such a field?It has been almost 11 years since I was married to Tu Wenshen, did I ever feel sorry for him?Now, because of him, even a pair of children will suffer!

Elder sister Tu Yueshu is already a ten-year-old girl. Because of her bright, intelligent and kind-hearted nature, she won the honor of her grandfather Tu Gaocheng. She was named Princess Lekang early on; Tears were filled with grief, but Tu Yueshu was very calm, and turned to An Fu who came to pass on the message: "Director An, did the imperial grandfather say anything else that we need to pay attention to?"

"Reporting to the princess", An Fu bowed to Tuyue Shu in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, without any intention of overbearing: "Your Majesty said, this is just to ensure the safety of the mansion, and in addition, all expenses in the mansion are from the government. The Royal Secretary in the palace has been allocated, please rest assured the Crown Princess, Princess and Emperor's grandson!"

Hearing this, Tu Yueshu pursed his lips, safe?Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at her younger brother Tu Xichen who was being held in her arms by her mother, and she nodded, "There's the chief of labor and security! There's a bit of a fuss in the house, so I won't let you drink tea!"

Looking at Tu Yueshu's demeanor, An Fu nodded in his heart, no wonder even a woman is the most favored by His Majesty among his grandchildren; it is simple to say, but not everyone can do it!

Ordering the maid outside to send An Fu away, Tu Yueshu hurriedly helped Mrs. Cui up while smoothing out the wrinkles on Tu Xichen's clothes: "Mother, tell me, what's going on?" No matter how calm and thoughtful she is, she is still an inexperienced girl after all. At this moment, the only thing that this pair of immature siblings can rely on is their mother.

Cui turned around from her grief and complaints, took out the handkerchief in her sleeve and wiped her face. Hearing this, she sneered and said, "What else could it be? Your father must have done something to make your imperial grandfather angry! "Thinking about what Anfu just conveyed, she stroked a white giant clam coral bracelet on her wrist, fiddled with the beads one by one, as if this could calm her fluctuating mood: "Our mother My son will stay here in this mansion, since your grandpa said to let us feel at ease, there must be room for maneuver in your father's matter—"

She paused for a moment, then recruited Madam Hu who was standing by her side, this nun was her wet nurse, her husband died on the battlefield, her son also died of illness, and now she is living with Cui in the prince's mansion, yes She is loyal: "Nurse, go and see, is there any news at home? Be careful—"

Madam Hu replied in a deep voice, and turned around lightly.

Cui Xichen was hugged by Cui Shi, and he broke free uncomfortably, standing side by side with Tu Yueshu. Although he was only eight years old, the education he received in the study room was different from that of the girls in his boudoir. At this moment, his expression was very serious. : "Mother, father was imprisoned by the emperor's grandfather, what about the second and third emperor uncles?"

In the study room was not only Tu Xichen, the fifth prince Tu Wenjing who was seven years old, a concubine son of the second prince Tu Wenfu, the concubine son and concubine son of the third prince Tu Wenhuai, but also the children of the clan. All read in it.The children studying here are all human beings, and they have a clear and clear account of who they should get close to and who they should stay away from. Therefore, Tu Xichen hit the nail on the head right away.

Hearing this, Cui frowned. After all, she was brought up by Cui Yuzhang, and she has been a princess for many years, so she still has political sensitivity: "I'm afraid these two will make trouble..."

Tu Xichen's expression also darkened.

It was only a cup of tea, and Mammy Hu came back, Tu Yueshu watched carefully, there seemed to be some mud on the toe of her shoes, and the dignified red five blessing pattern originally embroidered was blurred.

"Your Majesty, here—" Nanny Hu and Mrs. Cui quickly exchanged hands, and the sharp-eyed Tu Yueshu looked at what vaguely looked like a small milky white pill. She was a little puzzled, but seemed to have guessed it What.

Cui looked at the puzzlement on her daughter's face, shook her head, and Madam Hu withdrew without hesitation, and stood guard at the open door.

"Yueshu, Xichen, you two, look, this is the Cui family's secret way of delivering messages—" Cui Shi squeezed the white pill, for some reason, when the pill got close, it smelled of sulfur, which was slightly pungent. Both Tu Yueshu and Tu Xichen watched with wide eyes.

Cui's skillful hand saw that the small pill, which was less than an inch in diameter, was divided into two, and some powdery dregs fell from the middle, but the rest was nothing.Cui smiled and crushed the two halves separately.

She picked out two small balls of paper from the pile of white debris, and after opening one of them bit by bit, she found that there was no word on it, so Tu Yueshu unfolded the other one in the same way. , also the same result.

Facing the puzzled eyes of her daughter and son, Cui smiled and said nothing, and threw the two notes into the cup of tea that had already cooled down beside her hand. In the blink of an eye, she saw a faint Occasionally, strange patterns appeared.

Fishing out the note from the tea, Cui spread the wet paper flat on the table, Tu Yueshu and Tu Xichen looked at it carefully, no wonder the pattern looked a little weird, it turned out to be a line of seal script.

But at this time, Cui's complexion changed drastically, she was as pale as a paper, and she was as decayed as a dead leaf about to wither in the autumn wind. With trembling hands, she threw the two pieces of paper back into the tea.

"Mother, father has been imprisoned in the Chengde Hall—what does this mean?" Tu Yueshu had already read that line clearly, seeing that Cui's body was suddenly filled with despair, she came out very worried. asked aloud.

Cui laughed sadly in a low voice: "What do you mean? He is going to bury the entire Prince's Mansion on a dead end! Chengde Pavilion, Chengde Pavilion..." She raised her eyes and looked at the two children, the eldest daughter Yue Shu sees that there are still a few years left before marriage should be discussed. There is a rebellious and abandoned prince father, who is willing to marry?Xichen is a boy, that's all.Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling sad.

Tu Xichen turned pale when he thought of the legacy of the previous dynasty that he had read.Emperor Dezong of the previous dynasty had three sons, so he chose the eldest son with both talents and virtues as the prince; however, Emperor Dezong had been in power for a long time, and the prince had to fight with his younger brother when he was 40 years old. In the end, it was unbearable, so the army was forced to force the palace. The matter was defeated, the prince was deposed as a commoner, and the whole family was imprisoned in the Chengde Pavilion.

"Mother, how could father—" Tu Xichen still couldn't believe it.

Cui shook her head, eyes full of disappointment, she vaguely thought of something, but she couldn't say it in front of a pair of children.

……

"After you've been busy for a while, you have to spend time with your child at home—" Shi Qingwan straightened Wang Ziteng's skirts, and looked at him reproachfully: "Sheng'er asked me before going to bed last night, Daddy When can you come back? Counting it, they haven't seen you for almost seven or eight days—"

Wang Ziteng looked down at his wife's smooth forehead and a pair of white catkins fluttering on his front, and smiled helplessly: "I can't help it. I don't know how many people in Beijing have pulled out radish belts for the matter of abolishing the crown prince." The muddy ground was brought out! Those who rebelled in Long Jinwei and the Yulin Army had to be rearranged and filled, and the guards in the palace had to be strengthened; there are still shadows of civil rebel organizations here—when things pass, I will definitely take you and the children to the outskirts of Zhuangzi to have fun for two days, huh?"

Nodding, Shi Qingwan sighed: "Speaking of which, the emperor has been tolerant enough to the abolished prince these years, look at his reputation outside, although there are other people who contribute to the influence, but there is no one who spoils his concubine and kills his wife." Reason? The Crown Princess can be regarded as a first-class virtuous person, and the two children have been educated very well. It's a pity..."

Shi Qingwan is now also a very popular figure in the circle of noble ladies. Although she is outstanding in appearance, she has a dignified and virtuous temperament, a gentle temperament, and has never been biased in her dealings with others. She is likable, so those wives like to get along with her, including Cui Shi.

Thinking of that gentle and gentle woman, Shi Qingwan couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

"However, looking at His Majesty's arrangement, I'm sure I won't be harsh on the Crown Princess and the princess and grandson—after all, Mrs. Cui is still here!" Shi Qingwan sat on the brocade stool, feeling the uneasy expression on her forehead. Whether the strength was light or not, Wang Ziteng squinted his eyes comfortably, and the hard work of the past few days was completely worthless at this moment.

Seeing Wang Ziteng humming and chirping contentedly, Shi Qingwan patted him on the forehead with a smile: "Okay, enjoy it slowly, I ordered the kitchen to make eight treasure lotus seed soup for you last night. There are milk-flavored steamed buns rolled with egg yolks, side dishes are purple ginger and rouge goose breast; use a few bowls warmly, and get ready to go on errands! Don’t disturb my return home sleep here!”

Grabbing Shi Qingwan's hand, and lightly biting her onion-like fingertips, Wang Ziteng laughed and said, "Yes, yes, yes! I will follow Madam's orders, I will never dare to resign!"

"Slick tongue!" Shi Qingwan reprimanded with a smile, then turned and walked outside.

Staring at Shi Qingwan's back and turning around the screen, Wang Ziteng himself didn't know how much love was in his eyes. Turning around, he buckled the jade belt around his waist tighter by himself.During these seven or eight days of busy work, he had to get up at Yin time every day, and even Shi Qingwan had to wake up from his sweet sleep; he would return at midnight, and Shi Qingwan was waiting for him by the lamp every night.Thinking of this, Wang Ziteng ironed the post with all his heart, but his heart was flustered. Wan'er was willing to change from a good daughter who only knew academics to the current mistress who took care of the family. It was all for herself...

After sending the prince to vacate the door, it was still pitch black outside, the moon was about to set, and the moonlight was still as clear and bright as water. The wind in early spring was as sharp as a knife on his face, a little hot.Shi Qingwan looked in the direction of the imperial palace. Since ancient times, there have never been many family ruins and deaths around this center of power!

After going back to sleep and waking up again, the eastern sky outside the window was already pale as a fish belly, and the bright light of the morning glow was soft and hazy. Shi Qingwan was leaning on the bedside, holding a yellowed book in her hand. A cup of clear tea just delivered to moisten the throat, the ground dragon in the house is still burning, the air is filled with the refreshing scent of styrax, the warm fragrance melts like a spring breeze.

"Grandma, Zhou Rui's family from Jixiang Lane is here!" Shi Qingwan was fascinated by watching, but she heard Hua Jin report through the flower cover.

Lucky Lane?Why are you here again!Shi Qingwan frowned.

Ever since Wang Yuening gave birth to Jia Zhu four years ago, and Jia Zheng took the woman surnamed Zhao home as a concubine, the relationship between Jia Zheng and Wang Yuening became more and more indifferent.Miss Yiruo was pregnant at that time, and Jia Zhenghu was in severe pain, but later she gave birth to a little baby girl who cried like a cat, and died just after confinement.

Therefore, in the few years of keeping filial piety for Jia's mother, even though Jia Zheng loved Zhao Yiruo in all kinds of ways, with Jia Zhu by his side, and Jia Daishan's orders, Wang Yuening's position was also secure.

The last time she sent someone over, remember it was because Zhao Yiruo was pregnant again?Shi Qingwan recalled what happened a few months ago, calculated with her fingers, logically speaking, Zhao Yiruo's belly should be seven or eight months old...

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