See wise thoughts and continue the front line

Chapter 22

Wang Ying and others were put into a prison cart by the imperial guards at noon on the 21st of the twelfth lunar month, and dragged to Beijing Xicaichang like a circus wandering the streets to kill them.

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, it was a rare sunny day since the beginning of winter. There was no howling north wind, and there was no heavy snow falling like goose feathers.Warm and harmonious, the sky in the capital is azure and blue, with countless clear white clouds floating.The sun is giving full play to its remaining power and exuding its heat.

Wang Ying and the others have done a lot of evil, and they are already angry and resentful. Therefore, when they saw their prison car passing by, the people did not care about the environmental protection of the capital, and smashed the prison car with rotten eggs and leaves, cursing : "The damn dog officer is finally going to die!"

"Isn't it? I heard from one of my cousins ​​who worked in the government that in the 13th year of Zhengtong, the Yellow River burst its embankment at Yingchuan, and the flood flooded a hundred acres of wheat fields. It was Wang Ying who sent people to do it! Later, Lord Long Live issued an edict to distribute money and food to Yingchuan for disaster relief. However, the money was embezzled by Wang Ying before it arrived, causing thousands of people in the disaster area to starve to death. My parents were washed away in that flood!"

"Really! Tsk tsk, brother, you are really pitiful."

"Wang Ying did that because he wanted to unite with the Queen Mother to abolish the Lord Long Live and let King Yi replace him. Then he secretly sent people to tear down the embankment and cause the Yellow River to flood. He wanted the Lord Long Live to lose God's will!"

"Damn, they're scheming and scrambling for power and profit, but we, the common people, suffer bad luck. Huh, it's not a good thing, and there is that king. Huh, what kind of good thing can an emperor supported by a bad guy be? Fortunately, he was short-lived." Retribution, otherwise, we will not survive!"

"It's not that the time has not come, but now the time has come, and Wang Ying's retribution has come!"

"So, people are doing what the sky is watching, and the sky is watching!"

As the prison van left West Chang'an Avenue, the voices of people's discussions became smaller and smaller...

Cao Jixiang, the eunuch who was in charge of the script, ran from Caishikou to the Qianqing Palace in the Forbidden City in a hurry. He was panting, sweating profusely, and his fair, fat face was flushed with heat.As soon as he entered the door, he gasped and said, "Wan, Wan, Long Live!"

At this time, Zhu Qizhen was sitting in front of the imperial case under the plaque of Huipu Guichun, bowing his head while reviewing the memorial, while waiting for news from the execution ground.Empress Tan Yunxian stood quietly beside him, her hands dyed with medicinal fragrance, carefully grinding the cinnabar used for reviewing memorials for him.Dressed in grass green jacquard cotton trousers, with a dark green pleated skirt embroidered with a unicorn pattern on the lower body

She was grinding under her hand, with a pair of almond-like eyes, she stared intently at Zhu Qizhen who was sitting on the golden dragon throne, with the corners of her mouth raised, and a sweet smile flowed from the bottom of her eyes.Today, she has been pregnant for more than four months.Under the wide brocade wide-sleeved shirt, the slightly protruding lower abdomen was covered.

Hearing the sound, Zhu Qizhen raised his head from the mountain-like memorial and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Reporting to Long Live Lord, the execution at Caishikou has been completed. Xu Youzhen ordered the heads of Wang Ying and the others to be hung on bamboo poles. It has been more than an hour, and no one has collected the corpses for them. Hehe, enough It can be seen that the people in the whole capital hate Wang Ying to death."

When he said this, Cao Jixiang beamed with joy, not hiding the joy in his heart.Seeing this, the corners of Zhu Qizhen's mouth raised slightly, outlining an imperceptible sneer.He seemed to be joking and asked: "Cao Jixiang, do you hate Wang Ying so much? If I remember correctly, Cheng Shisan, a general under Wang Ying's command, was sentenced by the Supreme Hospital to abscond to Wala, but you helped Busy!"

These words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, making Cao Jixiang dizzy.At this moment, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.In the twelfth lunar month of winter, cold sweat the size of soybeans was oozing from his forehead, and it fell to the ground crackling.There was also a gust of cold wind, chilling into the back of his neck, as if it was about to hit his Fengfu acupoint, as if it wanted to completely wipe out all his vitality. With a "plop", Cao Jixiang's obese body fell heavily on the bluestone floor tiles of Qianqing Palace.He didn't care about the insignificant pain on his body, and his mind was full of thoughts, this matter has passed for more than ten years, and the only people who know the secret are him and Cheng 13, even the old and cunning Wang Zhen in Dongchang, Wang Ying and the others were kept ignorant, let alone a pure and kind emperor?Strange, where did the emperor learn about this?Could it be that someone secretly eavesdropped on their conversation back then?

No, if that's the case, whether it's Wang Zhenhe, the emperor, Queen Mother Sun, or Wang Ying, if any one of them knows this secret, neither he nor Cheng Shisan can live!

However, if no one had overheard their conspiracy back then, who would have known the inside story and told the emperor?Jin Yiwei Commander Yuan Bin?Li Xian, Minister of the Ministry of Officials?Still... Lie down on the ground thinking hard, Cao Jixiang's brows became more and more wrinkled, thinking that his brain was swollen and sore for a while, and he was as uncomfortable as a cramp.

Long live him, why did he suddenly mention this old thing at this moment?He, what does he want to do?Could it be that he was thinking about crossing the river and demolishing bridges to destroy the people who returned home?

If that's the case, it's really "the cunning rabbit is dead and the running dog cooks, and the birds do their best to hide"!

What Wang Ying said is right, Zhu Qizhen is no longer what it used to be.If you continue to coax him like a child like in the past, thinking that he is simple, ignorant and kind, wouldn't you be asking for your own death?

As for Wang Ying's case, he handled it decisively and harshly.Not only has he punished the thorn in the side and former enemy who had been domineering in the court for many years, he has rectified the administration of officials, and he has won a good reputation as a benevolent king.

And me?What should I do?It is a felony to accept bribes in private and let important prisoners go. Even if they are not beheaded, they will be thrown into imperial prison and sentenced to exile.Thinking about the worst, the tree fell and everyone pushed it. There are a lot of people in the court who hate Cao Jixiang.Especially for a vicious and vicious person like Xu Youzhen, he will definitely send someone to assassinate me on the way I was exiled...

The more he thought about it, the more frightened Cao Jixiang became.

He rolled his eyes, thinking about how to deal with Zhu Qizhen's words.Unexpectedly, Zhu Qizhen's lazy voice came from my ear: "I'm tired, you should step back first!"

Amitabha... Cao Jixiang closed his eyes lightly, the heart in his chest finally fell into his stomach, silently recited a Buddha's name in his heart, stood up from the ground as if he was about to be amnesty, and answered "Yes", as if he was worried about Zhu Qizhen Suddenly repenting, he hurriedly exited the Qianqing Palace in embarrassment.

Most of the memorials piled up on the desk had been reviewed by Zhu Qizhen, and he was indeed too tired to bear it.Putting down the vermilion pen and closing the memorial, he stretched comfortably and leaned on the cotton cushion of the throne.At this time, Tan Yunxian stepped into the threshold, and smiled softly: "Yuanbao is exhausted."

Zhu Qizhen stood up and asked in a "oh" voice, "Where did you go?"

"I'm making soup for you!" Tan Yunxian said with a smile.

"Stew soup?" Only then did Zhu Qizhen notice that Mo Yu, who was following Tan Yunxian, was holding a white porcelain jar with landscapes painted on it.But their master and servant still stood under the altar, as if they didn't intend to bring up the jar, and asked with a smile: "Why didn't you bring it up?"

Tan Yunxian pouted and said: "The main hall is the place where His Majesty handles the affairs of the court! If the concubine brings up the soup, should she stand in front of His Majesty and serve her, or should she sit beside His Majesty? Even though the concubine is the Queen of the main palace, she has no power and qualification to sit It's on the emperor's dragon chair. If you want to serve the soup in a big way, sit next to your majesty, and spread the word, it's time to get you into trouble again.

"Okay, let's try something new in the Nuan Pavilion!" After finishing speaking, Zhu Qizhen stood up from the golden-yellow Panlong throne, and slowly walked down Danchi and came in front of Tan Yunxian.But Tan Yunxian turned around, took the jar from Mo Yu, and softly ordered: "Mo Yu, there is no need to wait here, you can go down!"

Mo Yu put both hands on the right side, slightly bent her legs back and forth, and bowed to the backs of the two in a half-squat, obediently answered "Yes" and exited the Qianqing Palace.

As soon as the door of the warm pavilion was closed, there were only the two of them in the hall. Tan Yunxian also let go of his restraint, and evoked the intimate address between them.In the words, he asked with a smile: "Yuanbao, I just caught Cao Jixiang walking out of the palace, looking quite embarrassed. What's going on?"

Zhu Qizhen turned to look at her, grinned, protracted the ending, and said, "Well! I said it, don't blame me for imitating Han Gaozu!"

Hearing this, Tan Yunxian bit his lower lip, couldn't help but lock Liu Yemei, looked at him worriedly and asked: "Are you ready...are you going to pack up the homecoming group? Are you sure of winning?"

Zhu Qizhen restrained his jokes and asked seriously, "Yes, do you believe me?"

Tan Yunxian stared at him and said firmly: "I believe in you! Because my ingots are no longer what they used to be. Now Zhu Qizhen is a wise and courageous generation of Mingjun!"

"Isn't that enough? Sit down, you don't feel tired standing up with a big belly!" Zhu Qizhen smiled triumphantly, raising his eyebrows. After speaking, he carefully sat down at the table with Tan Yunxian's body in his arms.

Tan Yunxian put the white porcelain jar painted with ink and wash landscapes in his arms on the mahogany round table, and opened the lid of the jar himself.A strong fragrance came out as the lid of the altar was lifted.

Zhu Qizhen sniffed his nose, and said intoxicatedly, "It smells so good!"

Tan Yunxian smiled, picked up the soup spoon, and scooped the thick and fragrant soup with goji berries for Zhu Qizhen, spoon by spoonful, into the emperor's special yellow bowl, and put it in front of him, needless to say, he was considerate and gentle.She smiled and said, "Try it quickly, this is crucian carp and wolfberry soup, it is the most nourishing yin and kidney to eat in winter!

Zhu Qizhen took a sip with a spoon, nodded frequently, and applauded repeatedly: "You should try it too. You have worked so hard to prepare such a good nourishing soup. Why don't you take a sip yourself? I heard from Lao Liu that your problem of morning sickness will be cured." , now you can use some meat. If you want to drink some crucian carp soup, you can’t go wrong!”

Tan Yunxian looked sweet as a new mother, and said with a smile: "Master said, my fetal appearance has stabilized! Hehe, I don't know who this little thing is because of his temperament. Yesterday he took a nap, and he just punched me for a while. Kicking, tossing, I didn't sleep well all afternoon!"

Apart from Zhu Qizhen's heartache, he is more relieved, as long as the fetus is stable, I will let go of most of my heart.Thinking of this, he hugged Tan Yunxian who was sitting beside him, and put his broad palm on her swollen belly, feeling the little life that was being bred inside.This child truly belongs to him and Yunxian!When Zhu Qizhen thought of this, he could laugh out loud in his dreams.

"So active and naughty, he must be a big fat boy! I remember, Mrs. Jingci once told me that when my biological mother, Mrs. Qian, was pregnant with me, my situation was exactly the same as yours now! Hehe."

After finishing speaking, he bent down and put his ear on Tan Yunxian's stomach.Tan Yunxian caressed his neatly combed hair, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, stroking his stomach with the other hand and muttering: "Jianxian, Jianxian, please say hello to your father, you don't even know your father How much the emperor loves you, you are still in the womb, the father personally made a lot of toys for you, there are small wooden horses, leather kicks, rattles, and even cut a small wooden sword for you! Do you like it?"

After the words fell, the little guy in his stomach made a movement, whether it was stretching his arms or kicking his legs, he announced his existence in a high-profile manner, and the kick made Tan Yunxian frowned and cried "Ouch", although it was a little painful, The heart seems to have fallen into a honeypot.

Zhu Qizhen was even more excited, he suddenly raised his head, opened his eyes wide and looked at Tan Yunxian, with a pleasant smile on his handsome face: "He really moved! Jianxian greeted me!"

"Hehe, it seems that he is still showing face to his father!"

Zhu Qizhen smiled triumphantly and said, "That is!"