Rong Wang
Ji Wanxin's heart suddenly tightened when she heard those two words, so she listened more carefully. I heard the fat Xiu Niang say: "I heard that the reason why the emperor dismissed Lord Lu and Lord Zhou was to suppress King Rong, so after King Rong learned about it, he returned to Beijing immediately. During this time, the emperor and King Rong It was a fierce fight in secret. Just a few days ago, the emperor issued an decree to lock up Prince Rong. The charge was that Prince Rong had committed the crime and angered the saint! But who is Prince Rong, how could he have committed the above? Yesterday, someone saw with their own eyes that Prince Rong was escorted into the Fuyang Palace, and there was still the sound of fighting. Not long after, Prince Rong came out of the palace with injuries.
No one dared to stop him, but this morning, the emperor issued three imperial decrees. Do you think it is strange? Is it strange? "
I asked twice.
Strange!
Everyone looked at each other and speculated.
"Could it be that Prince Rong said something? So the emperor let him go?"
"I think King Rong threatened the emperor."
"What you said is wrong. That's the emperor. Since Prince Rong doesn't dare to commit crimes, how can he threaten the emperor? I don't think we can guess what's wrong."
"… "
Say anything!
A mess.
The more Ji Wanxin listened, the more distracted she became, and she was also guessing the possibility in her heart! Although she has been in Jinjiang for so long, she has heard a lot of things in the capital. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that what Wei Yi has done in the past few months is to suppress Jingrong's power and expand his "soldier and horses". "Since the fight was so fierce, why did you suddenly change your mind? host
How about strangling all the "soldiers" that you have worked so hard to build
This is really weird.
Could it be that Wei Yi suddenly woke up
Or... Really threatened by Jing Rong
She thought about it... The embroidery needle in her hand accidentally poked her finger.
"Uh!"
The pain between her beautiful eyebrows tightened, and she quickly put her stabbed and bleeding fingers into her mouth and sucked a few times.
"What are you doing? Are you not doing anything?" A voice came in from the door.
The nerves of everyone were instantly tense.
I saw the black-faced Mammy Jiang coming in from outside.
Very sternly stared at the embroidered girls who were forming a group.
When the embroidered ladies who were talking about it at first saw Jiang Mama come in, they immediately bounced away, sat back on their workbenches, and immersed themselves in their work.
Concentrate on doing your own thing!
Mammy Jiang scolded the lesson: "Listen well, you are not some storytellers in a teahouse, don't open your mouth and talk nonsense, be careful to be listened to by people who have a heart, and if you get into trouble then, you will lose your head. Serious sin! Ten lives are not enough for you to pay."
"Yes!" The crowd responded in unison.
No longer dare to speak.
Mammy Jiang's anger gradually subsided. She walked to Ji Wanxin's side. Seeing her hand was injured, she quickly cared: "Why are you so careless? Does it hurt? If it hurts, go to a rest first."
She knows very well that specialization must not be done in the palace, otherwise those who originally wanted to curry favor with her will become jealous of her, and the final result is that a gun will be aimed at her in unison.
That's great
"Thank you for your concern, mama, I'm fine."
"It's fine, if you're tired, take a break."
"Yes."
When Xiu Niang on the side heard it, she all had expressions of jealousy and disgust, and her eyes were cut like knives at Ji Wanxin's body.
As Ji Wanxin thought, if Jiang Mama was so kind to herself again, everyone's flattery before might turn into jealousy, and finally kill her!
Mammy Jiang patted her thin shoulder lightly, then turned around and went out.
But at the next moment, Ji Wanxin seemed to have thought of something, and immediately got up and chased out.
"Mommy." He called out to her.
Mammy Jiang stopped: "What's wrong?"
"I have something to ask of you."
Um
Jiang mama couldn't ask for it: "You said, if I can help you, I will definitely help you."
"Actually, it's just a trivial matter. I have a cloak dyed with ink. It was dyed before entering the palace. No matter how I wash it, I can't wash it off. I heard that the washing house in the palace has something specially designed to clean ink. Send my clothes to be washed?"
"This… "
A little embarrassed.
After all, Huanxiyuan only washes the clothes of the palace servants, not private clothes.
Ji Wanxin said with a bitter face: "That cloak was given to me by my grandmother. I've been reluctant to throw it away. Now that she's dead, I only have that thing by my side to think about. Please help me."
Pleading!
"This… "
"Isn't it possible?"
Mammy Jiang thought for a while, and quickly said, "That's not true, just bring your clothes."
accepted!
Ji Wanxin brought the clothes to her, and Mammy Jiang went for it herself.
When the day goes down, the clothes will be washed, and they are sent by the people from the washing house, and the people who send the clothes are none other than Sang Lan.
The girl next to Concubine Xiao!
Ji Wanxin pulled her into the room, closed the door, and said to her, "You're finally here."
Sang Lan put down the clothes in her hand, "You just want me to come to see you on purpose? That's why you sent the cloak you wore that night to the washroom for washing."
"That's right."
"What do you see me doing?"
"I want you to do me a favor."
Sang Lan puzzled: "Me? How can I help you? And... why should I help you?"
Ji Wanxin had a gloomy face, slowly approached her, and said, "Because we are on the same boat."
Uh!
…
That night, Wei Yi sat in the Fuyang Hall, and he has been sitting in it since the three imperial decrees were issued.
Do not eat or drink!
At this time-
The palace servants brought the ginseng soup prepared by the imperial kitchen.
"Your Majesty, you haven't eaten all day, so let's eat something first."
He sat there with his head propped up, eyes closed, motionless.
The palace man had to put the ginseng soup aside and went out silently.
I do not know how long it has been-
Wei Yi just lifted his head and sighed deeply.
The eyes are dull, and the person is also haggard a lot.
Completely uninspired.
The three imperial decrees, like three knives, stabbed him fiercely.
It's like acknowledging your own mistakes and slap your face!
Hey-
His eyes wandered in the hall, and finally landed on the bowl of ginseng soup that was in his hand, or more precisely, on something under the bowl.
It's a note!
Um
Curious, he took out the note.
Take it apart!
Only four words are written on it
Civil and military can be shaken!
His palms tightened and his eyes widened.
He knows who wrote it.
I also know what the man meant by writing these four words.
After a while, the note was crumpled into a ball in his hand...
Throw it into the incense burner and burn it clean. Only a puff of smoke remains!