"Why don't you go get the corpse, sir?"
I was taken aback for a moment, I thought that Concubine Xian would not show up again if she knew the incident was exposed, but I didn't expect him to still be plausible here.
I didn't answer, I hate feeling cheated, especially if my sympathy is used to trick me.
"Sir, do you think I'm lying to you?" Concubine Xian's tone showed a bit of sadness: "Shortly after Mr. left, several face-to-face eunuchs buried an arm by the dry well, with My son's jade pendant, the jade pendant is real, but doesn't the concubine even recognize her own child's arm?"
"You mean this arm doesn't belong to the Second Prince?" I finally spoke, because I wasn't sure if what Concubine Xian said was true.
"of course not."
"Is the corpse under the city gate yours?" I continued to ask.
Concubine Xian sobbed a few times before saying: "It's my concubine's body. The empress wants my concubine to be humiliated and trampled by thousands and tens of thousands."
I didn't speak anymore, but bent down to dig the soil, and dug out Mama Liu's buried arm. It was true that the arm belonged to a child in her teens, but I couldn't tell whether it belonged to the second prince or not.
The whole arm was gouged out, it came out, it was all bruised, and then the base of the arm was stuck in a hole in the side of the well.
"Concubine Xian, this is not the second prince's."
"Yes, it's definitely not my child's."
I smiled miserably, and said with a sad face: "Concubine Xian, there has been a saying since ancient times that the poison of a tiger does not eat its son. I don't know if this arm belongs to the second prince, but I know that this arm is stuffed out of the well wall. Yes, otherwise there wouldn't be such a fresh scrape on the arm, and besides, from what you say, I don't think anyone would risk going on the side of a well in order to frame a man who is dead and suppressed. Dig a hole."
I stood up and looked at the mouth of the dry well.
There was no more sound coming from the dry well. I stayed for a while, and seeing that Concubine Xian seemed to have nothing to say, I sighed, turned and left. People are not judged by appearances. I never thought that the queen with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks would be a good person.
Walking out of Yongshou Palace, I was at a loss again. Concubine Xian is a bad person, so it is impossible for her to be angry, but who is the ghost who set up this illusion? Everything is back to the original point.
Unknowingly, I walked to the queen's bedroom. Standing outside the bedroom, I could clearly see the thin figure of the queen squatting in the garden of the bedroom. In front of it was a bonfire with a pot on it. Cooking something, but a faint fragrance wafts over.
I couldn't help walking over curiously. There was no maid beside the queen, but he was the only one with a very focused expression. It is estimated that he would not be noticed if he walked over alone. I don't count, he couldn't see me, and he couldn't hear me.
The water in the pot has been boiled, and the ingredients are turned over from time to time. I took a look, and there are mushrooms and wild mushrooms. The closer they are, the more intense the fragrance is.
There were footsteps coming from behind me, I hurried out of the way, and saw a familiar court lady bowing and saluting, and then waiting for the queen's order, this court lady was the one who brought the soup to the emperor first.
The queen turned her head, wiped the sweat off her high forehead, and said with a smile, "The soup will take a while. Go and get that wooden tray. The soup is very hot."
The palace lady bowed and said yes, then turned around and left, and came back shortly afterwards, with a black and red wooden tray in her hand, after waiting for a while, the soup was ready, the queen squatted down and filled the soup herself, and put it in the wooden tray, Then said: "Hurry up and give it to the emperor."
The maid turned around and left the bedroom. The queen sat on the ground in a very disfigured manner, her skinny hands kept beating on her thighs, which were not as thick as my forearms.
I bowed to the queen, not because of anything else, but because of my misunderstanding. In my opinion, the queen is definitely a virtuous and virtuous queen except for her appearance.
The pace of the maid was not slow, so I followed without delay. I only knew one way in, so I planned to go back the same way. As for finding the ghost, I could only rely on luck.
The emperor is still in the side hall. After the maid handed the soup to the eunuch in brocade clothes, she quietly exited the side hall. I hesitated, but I still entered the side hall. I really want to see if the emperor will drink the soup this time. Knowing that this bowl of soup was made by the queen herself.
The situation is very similar to last time. After putting aside my prejudice against the queen, I found something different. The emperor expressed that he really wanted to drink this bowl of soup, but he didn’t dare. Yes, the feeling that the emperor gave me was that dare not. I couldn't help but wonder why the king of a country would be afraid of drinking a bowl of soup, or afraid of a general.
I remember that the general is the elder brother of Concubine Xian. Could it be that the emperor is deliberately alienating the queen to appease the general whose sister was killed? The more I think about it, the more I think this is the case.
It's a pity for the Queen's kindness. I despise the Emperor's cowardice a bit, but I also understand his suffering as the king of a country.
At this moment, I suddenly wanted to know the Queen's past, such as why he killed Concubine Xian with a cane, and why he treated Concubine Xian's child as his own. I'm going back to Beijing in two months, I can't help but shake my head, I can't find the ghost, probably more than two months, I may die of old age in this illusion.
The emperor still didn't drink the soup in the end. The eunuch in Jinyi didn't overturn the soup this time, but took it out carefully. I followed curiously, wondering if the eunuch would pour the soup out.
But a strange thing happened, the eunuch walked into the queen's bedroom with the soup, and the queen was sitting in the gazebo, reading a book. Seeing the eunuch passing by, there was a gloomy look in his eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Did the emperor not drink?"
The eunuch fell to his knees, and said with a hint of sadness in his tone: "Empress Empress."
The queen waved her hand to stop the eunuch's about to say: "Please, father-in-law, I'll make it up tomorrow. I just got a health-preserving soup from the imperial hospital."
The eunuch pursed his lips and kowtowed respectfully to the queen.
The soup bowl was placed in front of the queen. The queen picked it up and slowly finished the cold soup. Then she put down the bowl, picked up a book, and continued to read.
After the eunuch walked out of the bedroom, he shed tears and said to himself, "What kind of crime is this?"
I walked over strangely, this time I couldn't bear it anymore, this eunuch seems to be very loyal to both the emperor and the empress, and it seems that he should know a lot of information, so he is an excellent match.
I thought about it carefully, and felt that it was quite feasible, so I followed the eunuch to a house where he should live. The eunuch seemed to take a book when he went in, and then left in a hurry. It is to go to the side hall where the emperor is.
Instead of following, I found a pen and paper in the room and wrote a line crookedly. There was no way I could do it. I was not used to the brush, and I could recognize traditional Chinese characters, but it was very difficult to write, so I wrote on the paper. The characters are not only ugly, but also have a large part of simplified characters.
I didn't go out again, and waited for him in the eunuch's room until midnight, when the Jinyi eunuch came in with a tired face, but he didn't look at the paper on the table, but directly planned to take off his clothes and rest.
When I saw it, I quickly stopped it. I am not interested in seeing a naked eunuch. The eunuch was taking off his clothes, but found that the clothes seemed to be caught by someone, and he couldn’t take them off. He turned around strangely, but found nothing, and shook his head. Wanting to continue taking it off, I depressedly held the paper directly in front of the eunuch's eyes.
But just as I put the paper in front of the eunuch, the eunuch lowered his head and took off his belt. I could only pat him on the shoulder. There was nothing I could do. If he took off his belt, I would be blind.
The eunuch seemed to be exhausted. He raised his head unconsciously, glanced at the paper in front of him, was stunned for a moment, and then fell limply on the ground, his hands were trembling, but he still said stubbornly: "I It is Wang Bao, the head of the dignified house, who is the evildoer."
I finally knew the eunuch's name, but that's not the point. I approached Wang Bao with the paper, but Wang Bao didn't retreat. Although he was quite frightened, he still had some courage.
I saw that this was not an option, so I had no choice but to throw the paper on him. This guy finally understood. He picked up the paper in his hand and looked at it for a while, then said: "What is this?"
What's this? Could it be that I didn't write clearly enough? I grabbed the paper and read it for a while. It was strange that I knew all the words just now, but now I can't recognize many characters.
Depressedly, I put the paper aside, then took out a book on the bookshelf, picked up the writing brush, clicked under the useful words on the book, and handed it to Wang Bao.
Maybe Wang Bao saw that I didn't hurt him, and he was no longer as scared as before, so he took the book and read it: "It's me, you come to help."
Wang Bao said tremblingly, "Who are you? What do you need my help for?"
Immediately, my head was full of black lines, and I directly picked up the pen and pointed each word to Wang Bao. Wang Bao followed my pen and read out: "I am here to help you."
After Wang Bao finished reading, he said blankly, "I, I don't need any help."
I suddenly felt very tired from communicating, so I kept flipping through the book, looking for the words I wanted to use, and I replaced them with near-phonetic words if I couldn’t find them. And Wang Bao followed my movements and recited.
"The concubine asked me for help. I think the queen is a good person, so I want to understand the situation before making a decision."
After Wang Bao finished reading, he repeated it in a strange way: he disliked the concubine, and then suddenly realized, his face changed, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the front continuously: "The empress is a good person, you must not listen to Concubine Xian."
I was standing by Wang Bao's side, and seeing him kowtow to the front, I was both angry and funny, then I patted his shoulder and continued to light on the book with a brush.
"Tell me the matter in detail, and then I will make a decision."
Wang Bao repeatedly agreed, and then told me the whole story, which is of course different from the story of Concubine Xian.