Yongzheng period

It is the "Wanzi Brocade" in the pattern of carved windows, engraved with a rich red peony, emerald as leaves, and green garnet butterflies.

But who would have thought that this delicate and elegant ornament would become a reminder overnight?

The sachet carrying the disease had been disinfected and cleaned long ago, and it was confirmed that it was safe before it was dared to present it to the empress.Yongzheng checked the pattern on the sachet over and over again, and said intently, "This style is supposed to be worn by the prince, how can it be worn by a little eunuch?"

Shunying said respectfully, "The brocade used in this sachet was given by the Empress Dowager some time ago, so she took it and sent it to the House of Internal Affairs to make a sachet. But after getting it back, brother Jiu didn't like the smell of agarwood, so he rewarded it The inner eunuch who waits by your side."

Daiyu listened patiently, clutching the hem of her skirt with her right hand, her expression was a little pale due to days of exhaustion.Her eyes were burning, and she said coldly, "The sachet contains the seeds of the epidemic disease, no matter whether it is carried by the ninth elder brother or handed over to the inner prison for safekeeping, it is impossible to escape the infection of the epidemic—the epidemic is raging, and it is often empty in ten rooms. Let alone in the Forbidden Palace? It can be seen that the people behind the scenes have sinister intentions."

Fortunately, the scope of the epidemic is still small, but if a large-scale epidemic breaks out in the palace, once Yongzheng is infected, his sons are still young, and the two elder brothers who have grown up have not yet matured. I am afraid that the foundation of the royal family will be shaken.

Yongzheng's eyes were slightly closed, his face was as calm as water, and the turmoil was faintly hidden. After a moment of contemplation, he said to Daiyu, "Do you see that the stitches on the edge of this sachet are special?"

Daiyu's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard the words, and she looked at Yongzheng with a slight gleam in her eyes, "There are only a handful of people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs who have such special embroidery techniques. As long as we investigate carefully, we will be able to find out who is behind the scenes."

"That's not the case, it doesn't need to be so cumbersome." Shunying gritted her teeth, and said very slowly, "It's just because the special stitches are just a cover-up, and it is the brocade gifted by the empress dowager that really infiltrated the epidemic. !"

Shunying's words were astonishing, and the eunuch of the Palace of Mental Cultivation was so frightened that she fell to her knees.The sound of "tick-tock-tick" copper leaks in the hall seems to hit the heart, listening to the time flow by the ear little by little.Silence.

The emperor looked angry, and made a gesture to throw the tea bowl on the table to the ground, but after thinking about it, he held back and put the tea bowl on the table heavily, causing the tea to splash out.

Yongzheng laughed back angrily, and said in a repeated voice, "Very good! My dear mother!"

Daiyu took a deep breath, her heart was desolate with deep grievance and anger, but she also had a pathetic and clear look of determination, "The concubine has entered the palace since the third year of Yongzheng, and I have never slacked off in the affairs of the harem. It is more and more cautious to serve the Empress Dowager in front of the bed, rain or shine, without any complaints."

The queen stubbornly straightened her spine, like a beautiful but tough Xiangzhu, and said in a cool tone, "My concubine dares to say a fair word, she Wuya Chengbi, how can He De be shy as the Queen Mother! "

【95】

The summer sun is warm, and the bright light leaking from the screen window is beautiful, reflecting the silk and pearls on Daiyu's body and the array of treasures in the house.

Although Daiyu's words seem to be presumptuous, but the lioness still protects her cubs, let alone human beings?

Moreover, Xiaojiu is now his only legitimate son, and the anger in Yongzheng's heart is constantly fermenting, and his teeth can't stop being cold-how can you be a child?Xiao Jiu is only four years old this year!He thought of the indelible tenderness of his blood, and he did his best to the empress dowager, but now the person who wants to harm his heir is also the person who is really connected with his blood, how absurd!

Yongzheng helped her up, his face was gloomy, "You and I are husband and wife, you are sad in your heart, and so am I." The emperor stroked Daiyu's thin wrist and sighed, "I have already repaid the Queen Mother's life, and the past has been wrong. It's time to settle the grievances."

The past is reflected like a tide, vividly rushing to my heart, and the murderous intention is fully revealed in the words.

It seems that people who feel guilty are more convinced of gods and Buddhas. When the queen mother was a concubine, she had self-interest and desire for power in her heart; Codo.The Sandalwood in the Palace of Compassion and Ning is always on and off, she looks at the Buddhas in her eyes, but she is full of greed in her heart.Even if you have copied the Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures thousands of times, if you can't get rid of greed, anger, and ignorance, you are still at a loss.

Treating the people like a son is called kindness, loving and nurturing must be called kindness, caressing the soft and gentle is called kindness;

One hundred and eight Muni present a solemn and precious appearance; three thousand succulents smell the pure and wonderful fragrance-the word "compassion" is really disqualified for the Queen Mother.Just like this epidemic disease rampant in the palace, the queen mother knew that her time was numbered, and in exchange for greater benefits, she would fight with her life.

Hearing this, Daiyu knew that he was still willing to tolerate her even when he was in a dilemma, a touch of warmth flooded her heart, and she put her hand on the back of his hand sadly and tiredly.

Yongzheng's tightly clenched hands stiffened for a moment, his nails sank deep into his flesh, and he sighed almost silently, "I only returned to Erniang's Yonghe Palace after my wedding, and I often felt indebted, so I tolerated everything, but today, I... What a disappointment.

Daiyu mourned in her heart, bowed her head silently, and softly comforted her for a moment, "I also understand."

Sun Zhiding and Shunying Khan, who were still kneeling at the head, listened intently to the secret words between the emperor and the empress. Both of them were old men who could be used by the emperor. rule.

Yongzheng's face darkened suddenly, and he said dryly, "Xiaojiuxiaowu is like a jewel to me, and I will never tolerate anyone being tempted by my children!" Then he said to Shunying, "This time I will make other arrangements, but about the Jubilee, is there any progress?"

Sun Zhiding thought for a moment and was about to answer when a woman's loud voice suddenly disturbed the gloomy atmosphere in the hall.Shunfu "squeaked" and pushed open the carved and vermilion lacquered gold-filled door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and said respectfully, "Reporting to the Emperor, Wan often asks for a face-to-face with Imperial Physician Wen, it seems that it is because of the epidemic."

Daiyu couldn't help but look at Yongzheng, and the emperor's eyes quickly flashed boredom and surprise. Thinking about Wen Shichu's superb medical skills, he couldn't help frowning, "Allow them to come in."

Shunfu bowed to go, and quickly brought them in. Daiyu winked at Shunying and the two, and then bowed to leave, "A lot of palace affairs have been accumulated during this period and need to be corrected by my concubine, Kun Ning The other side of the palace can’t be separated from people’s care.”

Yongzheng had already sat back at the table and flipped through the memorial, waiting for the empress to ask in a gentle voice, "The palace affairs are important, but you should also take care of your body."

Daiyu said "yes" and took Sun Zhiding and the two to leave, Zhen Huan didn't care, and smiled gently at Daiyu with a happy face.

Yongzheng ordered them to get up, still flipping through the memorial, without raising their heads, and said indifferently, "What's the matter of being so anxious to see me?"

Zhen Huan smiled, but said still reservedly, "The emperor is overjoyed, my concubine heard that Imperial Physician Wen has developed a cure for the epidemic, so I specially brought Imperial Physician Wen back and forth to report to the emperor."

Hearing this, Yongzheng couldn't help but relax, and looked at Wen Shichu.

Wen Shichu kowtowed and said, "...the yin and yang of the four seasons are the beginning and end of all things, and the root of death and life. The epidemic qi rises and falls and reverses, and the clear and turbid are mixed. The evil is transformed from heat, and the damp heat accumulates in the middle, and it is fumigated; When the evil transforms from the cold, cold and damp will arise suddenly, and the spleen and stomach will be trapped and unable to move. Spleen yang will be cut off first, and then the vitality will be dissipated, resulting in the loss of yang. If the treatment is not enough, the loss of yin and yang will result from the depletion of body fluid and qi."

Wen Shichu licked his dry lower lip, and said concisely, "The evil of the epidemic enters from the mouth and nose, and is mostly caused by unclean diet, which damages the spleen, stomach, intestines and other organs. I read countless books and developed an ancient prescription. Zhang's prescription, named Shiyao Jiji Pill. It is composed of patchouli leaves, fenugreek, sandalwood, woody incense, agarwood, clove, angelica, magnolia officinalis, papaya, poria cocos, red euphorbia, shanzi mushroom, licorice, Liushenqu, borneol, Made of lotus, realgar, and Qianjin cream. It is warm and dehumidifying, warms the liver and nourishes the kidney, and restores vitality."

The emperor said 'uh', "All the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital have read it and think it is feasible?"

Wen Shichu said, "Yes, it has been given to several sick eunuchs in Kunning Palace, and it has been proven to be effective."

Yongzheng looked secretive, and said indifferently, "Very good." He turned his face to Shunfu and thought slowly, "Wen Shichu made meritorious deeds in developing Shiyang Fangzi, and he was promoted to the right court of the Supreme Hospital to judge; and then passed on my oral order, Wan Chang will take good care of Zhen's family. Taking care of the Empress Dowager, remembering the five, and advancing to the position of 'noble person'."

Without mentioning Wen Shichu, Zhen Huan's eyes fluttered, her face was joyful, and she said shyly, "The concubine knows that she is stupid and can't bear to serve the emperor, and she is afraid of making him angry, so she can only try her best to relieve the emperor's worries."

Before he knew it, it was almost noon, and the bright sunlight outside the window made the corners of Yongzheng's eyes hurt. He closed his eyes and endured the soreness and pain at his temples, and said in a low voice with no expression on his face, "Go down."

With Wen Shichu's emergency medicine for epidemic diseases, the signs of epidemic disease spreading in the palace finally gradually disappeared.Time flies, and it is the autumn season again, but the Empress Dowager seems to have been ill for a long time, and has reached the point where she can't eat, and now she is unconscious on the bed with stiff skin, and she has not been able to take medicine for several days.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs began to prepare for the funeral, which once again cast a haze on the palace that had finally calmed down.

The newly planted sweet-scented osmanthus in the Changchun Palace is in full bloom. The warm and cool touch of autumn is not the kind of shivering cold, but a kind of lightness and comfort that has not been seen for a long time after the heat subsides. Even breathing is pleasant.The sweet and fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus is falling like rain, lingering lingeringly between breaths and breaths, making people just want to sleep lazily and drunk in the west chamber, and fall asleep soundly.

It was rare to sleep peacefully until the setting sun, when the setting sun was just right, the garden was full of flowers and the flowers had already fallen.The green leaves had already been blown to a light yellow by the wind, even dyeing the thick moss on the rocks with a layer of light gold mist.

Daiyu was lying on the cross of the front porch of the dormitory.