After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

In the 23rd year of Yongxi, the fifth day of the first month.

The trial of Yuxiu Palace's old case was completed.

Emperor Yongxi Gu Hong didn't give the imperial concubine Han any chance to defend himself, so he deprived her of all titles and courtesy on the grounds of harming the emperor's heir, and directly demoted her to a commoner, sent all the palace people around her, and made her live alone. In the Yuxiu Palace that was almost burned down by herself, the inner palace supervisor was ordered to slap forty forty times a day, so as to regulate the law of the country.

After everything was dealt with, the king decreed that the eldest son of the emperor should be named Prince Fuhui, and the fifth son of the emperor should be named Prince Xiaocheng.And went to Jinghua Temple to pray for peace with the eldest son of the emperor and the fifth son of the emperor,

Behind Jinghua Temple, in Yunni Nunnery.

Empress Meng put the old things of the eldest son Gu Chang's childhood that the party had prepared one by one in the brazier and burned them.The tongue of fire licked the rolls, pounced on those small clothes with fine stitches and exquisite workmanship, and also took away all the painstaking efforts of the clothes maker as a mother.

"Xuefu." Gu Hongxing walked behind the person and hugged the person's shoulders: "For so many years, I have wronged you."

"The concubine has nothing to be wronged." Meng Xuefu still turned her back to Gu Hong, holding a small cloth tiger with a loose beard in the brazier.

18 years, exactly 18 years.

This was the first time Meng Xuefu called herself a concubine to Gu Hong, and Gu Hong thought he had heard it wrong.

"Xuefu, what did you say?"

"The concubine said that there is nothing wrong with the concubine." Meng Xuefu lowered her head, grabbed the last piece of fine gold-embroidered gown, and couldn't bear to put it in the brazier anymore. The king, the king can't help himself, this is the order of his concubines."

"Xue Fu, have you forgiven me?" Gu Hong put his arm around Empress Meng's shoulder, surprised and happy, regretful and ashamed.

"Your Majesty, in fact, my concubine has forgiven you a long time ago. I am only blaming myself. As a mother, I did not protect my own children. As a queen mother, I did not protect more children for your majesty. For so many years, my concubine has been on behalf of Yun. My sister bears the false name of the official palace, if Sister Yun is here..." Meng Xuefu turned around and handed the small Chinese dress in her hand to the king. For the first time, her face, which had been indifferent to the king for more than ten years, showed a smile. With a gentle wry smile: "Fortunately, Jin'er is saved, and Xiu'er is also saved. The child of you and Sister Yun is saved."

"Xuefu." Gu Hong stretched out his arms and held Meng Xuefu in his arms: "I'm sorry for you, and I'm even more sorry for A Yao. I will give you an explanation, and I will give A Yao an explanation..."

The king hugged Meng Xuefu until the end of the day and sat there until dusk. The two of them were like two old friends reunited after a long absence.

Let's recall the old years together, when Yunyao was still there.Together they looked forward to what would happen if Yunyao was still in the current situation.

Empress Meng even promised the king to go back to the palace with him after Empress Dowager Cizhuang's birthday sacrifice this spring.

After the king left, the sky darkened.

Empress Meng took the last small Chinese dress and slowly threw it into the brazier, muttering to herself: "Chang'er, after so many years, you can finally go there with peace of mind. You must remember that it was your brother Gu Xiu helped you avenge, if you have a spirit in heaven, please live well and bless your brother's wishes and everything goes well."

In the 23rd year of Yongxi, on the [-]th day of the first lunar month, the dynasty was restored.

Wearing a newly made purple court dress, Han Mochu ranked first among military officials, standing side by side with loyal military general Ding Quan.

Before these two, there was only Ding Run, a hereditary Fuguo general, and Meng Shao, a hereditary Dingguogong.

Yesterday at the Lantern Festival palace banquet, the king once again made an exception and rewarded Han Mochu, a member of the Zhan Palace, with a third-rank purple dress and the post of military governor.

One is to add honor to Gu Xiu and let the officials in the DPRK and China see how dignified a person who follows Gu Xiu loyally is.

The second is to make it easier for Han Mochu to serve in the army.Although Han Mochu is nominally the official of the fourth rank in the prince's mansion.But the responsibilities he has to perform in the army are already far higher than this, so with the addition of official honors and salary, he will be more convincing when he does things for Gu Xiu.

After one party was over, Gu Xiu was brought into the inner palace by Gu Hong again, not knowing what to reward him.

Han Mochu waited in the open space outside the Xuanzheng Hall, waiting for Gu Xiu to leave the palace together.

When all the officials were gone, besides Han Mochu, there was a desolate middle-aged man in a scarlet court dress waiting in the open space, who seemed to be waiting for the king to summon him.

Han Mochu took a careful look, and found that the man was Han Ming, the loyal and diligent prime minister in the past.

At this time, he has long since lost his followers.Standing alone in the cold wind and wandering, the whole person looks dejected and lonely, even the sideburns exposed from the official hat are all white.

This New Year's Eve, the prime minister Han Ming, who was over half a hundred years old, experienced a catastrophe.He was confiscated with Zaifu's seal, and his career of hard work for many years was ruined.The noble concubine in the harem was abolished due to a crime, and even Gu Yan, the king who had been counting on for many years, was banned from the palace by the king.

Han Mochu admired him a little bit, for things have come to this point, and he still has the mind to stand on top of the court.

Han Ming, who was also in the same open space, also saw Han Mochu beside him.That solemn and majestic purple court dress looked so dignified and generous under the dazzling winter sun.The young face under the official hat is really a jade tree facing the wind, it is outstanding.

Han Ming straightened his hair that was blown tousled by the cold wind, resumed his old ostentation, and walked towards Han Mochu.

"Master Han, do you have any orders?" Han Mochu slightly nodded towards the approaching person, and said softly, "It's going to be cold in the spring, Lord Han, please take care of yourself."

"Oh, are you proud now? You feel that you have followed the right master, so you come to mock me?" Han Ming stood beside him, sizing him up with cloudy eyes.

"No, you're wrong." Han Mochu stood up straight with a smile, letting people's eyes scan him back and forth: "According to your rank, you should call me a lower official."

"Han Mochu, you!" Han Mochu's words instantly shattered Han Mingqiang and stood up calmly: "Do you think you have won? Do you think you can show off your power in front of this official? Let me tell you, as long as I can still be here Stand in the middle of the court for a day, and I will fight you to the end!"

"Master Han, where did you start talking about this? According to your seniority, you are my senior. I really can't bear your humble words." Han Mochu smiled more and more modestly: "I just remind you kindly , today is different from the past, when you see the subordinates of the past, you can't put on the airs of the past too much."

"Han Mochu, you just care about your complacency right now. You have only been an official for a few years, do you understand Jinshang's temper? Be careful not to shoot yourself in the foot with a stone."

"Thank you for your advice, senior, but your words are off the mark. My fate is good, I don't have to be willing to be driven by others for 20 years to wear this purple robe." Han Mochu lightly shook his sleeves, tilted his head and said with a smile: "Yun Jinzhi The material is really good, better than cocoon silk, what do you think, senior?"

Han Ming suppressed the anger in his chest, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think you won by plotting against King Xuan and the imperial concubine? Do you think you can cover the sky with one hand just by following that criminal son?"

"Lord Han, I don't understand what you said. I haven't spoken to you since I went to your house for a banquet that day, and I have never had any contact with His Royal Highness King Xie, and I have never met the imperial concubine. How are you going to count them?"

"Do you think that the things you did are really so seamless and watertight? I knew it was you early on!"

"Since you knew this early in the morning, why did you let me succeed?" Han Mochu's eyes were clear and kind, like a young man without a city: "Could it be that you can't get used to the imperial concubine and His Royal Highness, and want to pamper you?" Under the frame?"

Han Ming's forehead was bulging due to Han Mochu's words, and he couldn't say a word, so he could only stare at him viciously with his old eyes that had stayed up for days and nights.

"Master Han, I know that you want to kill me right now." Han Mochu raised his hand and patted Han Ming's shoulder frivolously: "However, with your current senior, even if you were given a knife, you wouldn't dare to stab me in the heart go up."

After talking for a while, Gu Xiu walked over from the high platform holding a small square box.Wearing a python robe with a jade belt and a golden crown on the top, he is truly the proud son of heaven.

Gu Xiuxing got close, and Han Mochu and Han Ming under the high platform bowed down and bowed down: "I see His Royal Highness Zhan Wang."

Gu Xiu nodded slightly, indicating that the two of them can be excused.

Han Mochu took a step forward and took the small square box from Gu Xiu's hand: "Excuse me, Your Highness, what is this?"

"Tiger Talisman."

Gu Xiu's brief answer made Han Ming's already nervous heart feel cold again.

The Tiger Talisman is about the same size as the National Seal.

"Your Majesty personally rewarded the Tiger Talisman, but there is another war?" Han Mochu followed Gu Xiu with the wooden box in his hands.

"No. Father means that from today onwards, except for the Imperial Forest Army, all the 170 million troops of the dynasty will be dispatched by this king. In case of urgent battle, troops can be dispatched at any time, and the documents can be filled in later."

Gu Xiu's words drifted into Han Ming's ears intentionally or unintentionally, hitting his heart like a heavy hammer.

This is the real power, and this is the real nobleman.Unless Gu Xiu died now, there would no longer be any prince in the court who could compete with Gu Xiu.

When Gu Xiu and Han Mochu left, they didn't look at Han Ming the whole time, as if he didn't exist at all.

Han Ming was not reconciled. How could this wolf cub who was born in the northern wilderness be able to handle the king's heart so easily?Back then, Gu Xiu was like a wild beast who didn't know the world, with a cold face forever. The king was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and he didn't even want to take a second look.The current Gu Xiu still has that cold face, why would the king be so eccentric and doting on him?

He has followed the king for many years, and he has ended so many families of powerful officials who threatened his political situation for the king.The king is stubborn and suspicious, and what he hates and taboos the most is anyone who strikes mantale in front of him.

Why is this battle king Gu Xiu able?Why is it that the king cannot see his threat?

In the final analysis, all of this should be blamed on this Han Mochu.

Without Han Mochu, there would be no Gu Xiu today.

If it weren't for Han Mochu, he wouldn't have lost so badly.

If there is no Han Mochu.

Yes, as long as there is no Han Mochu.