Raiders of the Villainous Emperor[Transmigration Book]

"Have you heard, the emperor has thrown a concubine into limbo again!"

"Another one was fined? How many times is this?"

"The seventh? The eighth? There won't be more than ten anyway."

"No, what I mean is that so many concubines have been thrown into the cold palace before, how could there be someone who would risk their life, bah, I mean to seduce the emperor."

"There is no other way but to take the risk. Since the death of the Concubine Hong, the emperor has not favored anyone in the harem. It makes no difference to those concubines whether they go to the cold palace or not."

"That's true. I didn't expect our emperor to be a lover."

"That's right, those emperors in the history books, even if they like someone, they will be with other women and have children. Our emperor is good. The red concubine is gone, and the harem will directly become a cold palace. .”

"Oh, it's a pity, I heard that the red concubine is still a stunning beauty."

"So what about the stunning beauty? Isn't she a man? According to me, that is, he is dead. If he is still alive, the emperor will definitely have children with other women."

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't it mean that the Concubine Hong was also the only favorite when she was alive?"

"You don't understand, men, how normal is it to like the new and dislike the old? Besides, men are also human, and there will be times when they get old and look bad. When they get old, young concubines will naturally enter the palace. Since ancient times, only newcomers laugh and have always been favored." How many more?"

"Hey, what's the use of saying this now, everyone is gone, I heard that Prime Minister Zhang has already knelt at the gate of Weiyang Palace for the fifth time, begging the emperor to give birth to an heir, so as to extend the royal bloodline."

"How long can Prime Minister Gambling Zhang last this time?"

"At least sixteen hours, last time I knelt for eighteen hours!"

"Then I bet seventeen hours!"

"Aren't you cheating?"

"Gamble or not?"

"Bet, bet, I'm afraid you won't succeed?!"

Weiyang Palace.

"Prime Minister Zhang, why don't you go back, the emperor will not agree to your request."

"Ugh."

……

"Prime Minister Zhang? Prime Minister Zhang has passed out again! Come on, hurry up and carry Prime Minister Zhang to the imperial hospital, and let the imperial doctor send Prime Minister Zhang back to the prime minister's mansion as soon as possible after diagnosis and treatment!"

……

"Father, you know the emperor won't agree, why do you keep going?" Zhang Zhihui sat by the bed and asked helplessly.

Prime Minister Zhang sighed, and looked at Lu Xiuran who was standing on the other side: "What do you think?"

Lu Xiuran cupped his hands: "Father-in-law, you did this to set an example for all officials. Regardless of whether the emperor agrees or not, as a prime minister, you should set an example, so that all officials can be convinced."

Prime Minister Zhang nodded, then looked back at Zhang Zhihui: "Hui'er, do you understand now?"

Zhang Zhihui sighed: "If the Concubine Hong was still here, it wouldn't be what it is now."

Prime Minister Zhang coughed violently, managed to recover, and sighed again: "Hui'er, why is your brain getting worse and worse? The Red Concubine is a man, and whether he is there or not, there is a matter of heirs." What's the difference?"

Lu Xiuran blushed: "Father-in-law, Hui'er is pregnant, and the imperial doctor said that the child will have some impact on the mother during pregnancy, so it's okay."

Prime Minister Zhang shook his head and looked at Lu Xiuran earnestly: "Xiu Ran, we are a family now, there are some things that we don't need to hide. Before that, Hui'er was interested in Prince Ping's son, and you knew it. Three years ago, King Ping rebelled and the emperor was furious. , Immediately beheaded King Ping, logically speaking, the crime of treason should be implicated, but after questioning, King Ping's son knew nothing about it, so he was sentenced to exile in the frontier."

"Afterwards, Hui'er and Ji must refer to a marriage, but Prince Ping's feelings for Hui'er are known to many people in Beijing, and Hui'er's marriage is not easy to deal with. At that time, you took the initiative to come to the door and ask for a marriage."

"Now that Hui'er is pregnant, let me ask you again, what are your feelings for Hui'er?"

Zhang Zhihui's marriage to Lu Xiuran was regarded as a low marriage, but under the circumstances at that time, if he was more picky, he might attract the emperor's attention, and Zhang Zhihui herself agreed to the marriage, so it was settled.

Now that Zhang Zhihui was pregnant, Prime Minister Zhang became vigilant again.

If Lu Xiuran had a different heart, he would rather the two reconcile and leave, leaving Zhang Zhihui to live in the prime minister's house for the rest of his life.

Lu Xiuran's face gradually became serious: "Father-in-law, my son-in-law did indeed hide something from his father-in-law."

Prime Minister Zhang looked ugly.

Lu Xiuran knew that Prime Minister Zhang might have misunderstood, and his expression became more serious: "Three years ago, my son-in-law came to Beijing for the imperial examination. Later, he ran into his wife and really fell in love with her. It's just that too many things happened at that time, and then he had no choice but to stop. connect."

Lu Xiuran started from entering Beijing to make friends with Zhang Zhihui, and talked about entering the palace.

Few people knew about the fact that Lu Xiuran almost became a concubine. This time he took the initiative to talk about it, hoping to manage the family well.

"At that time, I was able to leave the palace safely, thanks to the help of the Red Concubine Empress. After the Red Concubine Empress had an accident, I met her again by chance and mentioned the matter of the Red Concubine Empress. Only then did I get in touch again."

"When Prince Ping's son was still in Beijing, he did know his wife, and his son-in-law also knew about it. But at the same time, my wife was not yet old enough, and the relationship was extremely complicated. It couldn't be explained clearly in a few words. The only thing my son-in-law could promise Yes, only in the future, my son-in-law swears that in the future there will be only the wife in the room, and he will never take concubines, if he violates this oath, he will punish me with five thunderbolts."

Prime Minister Zhang's face gradually softened: "I hope you can keep this promise."

"It's hard for a gentleman to chase after a word, but if he breaks his oath easily, what's the difference between him and a dog?" Lu Xiuran said with a serious face.

***

original:

"My son, Miss Zhang is still waiting for you in the palace, you must not give up!"

"In the palace..." Murong Xin raised his hand to cover his eyes, "What is the palace like? Xiu Ran, you haven't been in the palace before, do you know?"

"The imperial palace is nothing but a huge cage. The emperor is arrogant and ruthless. Even concubines will be severely punished if they make mistakes accidentally. The light ones can be punished with the stick, and the most serious ones can be killed. Even the battles between the concubines will result in countless deaths and injuries. Ten, but the emperor never cares about these things, maybe in the eyes of that person, the concubines are just something to make him happy." Lu Xiuran was sullen, those days in the palace were the most painful times in his life.

"It's my incompetence. It would be great if I could bring her out together." Murong Xin said in a low voice.

"This matter has nothing to do with the son. Even if the son goes to Miss Zhang, Prime Minister Zhang will stop him. It is impossible for the son to bring Miss Zhang out no matter what." Lu Xiuran comforted softly.

Murong Xin's expression became even uglier.

"If my father hadn't rebelled back then, would there have been a different ending now? If it had been... Zhihui and I might have become a loving couple now, but now, we have nothing."

Lu Xiuran stood beside him without saying a word.

After a long time, Murong Xin said again: "Xiu Ran, I'm so tired, do I have to write a letter again? You can write a letter for me, and find someone to hand it to the palace. Without my support, I'm afraid Zhihui will persist." not go down."

"Yes, son."

***

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, let's go to bed earlier."

Murong Qi didn't let go of the pen in his hand, and didn't raise his head, he asked directly: "How long?"

"It's been eight years since I returned to the emperor." The little eunuch answered Murong Qi's question with ease.

It's not how smart he is, but that Murong Qi will ask the same question almost every other day.

How long?How long has Concubine Hong been gone?

From the first year, two or three years, to now it has been eight full years, no matter how good the relationship is, there will be times when it will be forgotten, but Murong Qi's relationship has become more and more intense.

Even the young eunuch who had just entered the palace knew that Concubine Hong was forever in Murong Qi's heart, not to mention just eight years, maybe eight years later, 18 years, 38 years, 58 years, I'm afraid he would never forget it.

Murong Qi closed his eyes, and what appeared in his mind were the eyes of that person.

He is very clear that even if that person comes back next time, he will change his identity, just like the red father-in-law and the red concubine, who have two similar faces, but they are not the same person after all.

Only the eyes don't change.

Murong Qi got up.

"Place your car in the Wu Palace."

There is a dark room next to Qiwu Palace, Murong Jue has been imprisoned here since he was still in the palace.

Afterwards, Murong Jue was sent to the Underground Palace of the Imperial Mausoleum, and the place was emptied and used as an ice cellar.

It's just that outsiders don't know that there is a coffin in this ice cellar.

Standing beside the coffin, Murong Qi looked at the body inside the coffin without even showing a single eye, sighed, and lightly placed his hand on the coffin.

Conversations from many years ago come to mind.

"Such a large roll of white cloth bandages, is your Highness binding your arms, or zongzi?"

"I heard that after a person dies, if you tie the person around with a white cloth, that person will be able to come back to life, commonly known as Zongzi."

……

Murong Qi's eyes are full of persistence: "You said, this way you can come back from the dead, I have been waiting for you, if I can't wait for you in this life, in the next life, in the next life, I will definitely wait for you, this is what you owe me of."

"I have kept all those concubines in the harem, maybe it will be you in the future."

"What I don't like, except for those who are unpardonable, I also keep them. Maybe it will be you in the future."

"I didn't play anymore. Using half of the country as a game chip will kill and injure many people. I left them all. Maybe you will be among them, maybe it will be you in the future."

"I left many people behind, why haven't you come back?"

……

***

12 years later.

"I lost, lost completely, I promise you, as long as you come back, no matter what you ask, I will promise you, no joke."

***

palace test.

"Your Majesty, these are the test papers for the candidates."

Lu Xiuran presented all the papers, and his eyes quietly fell on a person not far away.

It's really similar. After so many years, it's the first time he's seen someone who looks so similar to Concubine Hong. I hope the emperor won't be touched.

Murong Qi lowered his head to look at the test papers. After reading for a while, he took out three test papers from a pile.

"Si Jin."

"The grass people are here."

Murong Qi glanced up, only to see if the other person's face had no major blemishes, then lowered his head after seeing it.

"A champion."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, long live your Majesty!"

***

After the palace test.

"Your Majesty, the number one scholar seems to look a bit like a concubine." Lu Xiuran said in a low voice, and specially reminded her that she was afraid that something would happen later.

Although Si Jin's literary talents are indeed outstanding, and the hand-picked title of champion is indeed worthy of the name, but in fact, just looking at his face, if there is a trouble in the future, Murong Qi might be angry, so he should explain the matter clearly in advance to avoid future troubles.

Murong Qi frowned: "Does it look like it?"

Lu Xiuran nodded: "But they are seven or eight points alike."

Murong Qi shook his head: "I don't think it's anything like that, don't bring this up again in the future."

"Yes, I'm talking too much, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

***

Royal ship out.

Murong Qi was lying on the deck on the third floor, falling asleep listening to the people arguing below.

"Your Majesty, Sir Si seems to have had a quarrel with a certain adult."

"Noisy, the more noisy the better, I am very bored."

"Your Majesty, Mr. Si seems to have fallen into the water."

Murong Qi frowned: "It's really boring. Don't these civil servants always boast that they are noble, why are they imitating military officers and starting to play tricks?"

As Murong Qi said, he opened his eyes and walked outside.

The three decks of this ship are not in the same position, but are separated from top to bottom. People on the upper deck can clearly see the situation on the lower deck, while those on the lower deck cannot see the upper deck clearly.

Murong Qi stood by the deck, squinting his eyes to see the situation on the first floor.

At this moment, Si Jin was rescued.

Murong Qi watched the figure of that person disappear from the deck, and vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he never left the deck.

Until Si Jin appeared on the edge of the second deck.

Until the sharp arrow pierced through the air.

Watching him draw his sword, watching him jump up and fend off sharp arrows.

Watching him... turn over and fall...

eye contact...

Exactly the same as 12 years ago!

"Got you!"