Involuntarily leave again
Gongyanghuai was horrified. Why didn't he think of this level? In his mind, Qi Yan's admonition to him not long ago flashed: What if the fifth prince is not a good master? It's better to get out as soon as possible to get out of the body.
Gongyanghuai raised his eyes and saw that his father seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and asked in a low voice, "Father, is there still a chance for Gongyangfu to withdraw?"
Gongyangzhong was silent for a long time, then shook his head: "Zongzheng Temple Minister is a typical one of the nine ministers who is not high and powerful. If the winner is not the fifth prince... The new emperor will definitely find a way to take care of us, so that this position can be taken care of. Arrange for your confidant."
Gongyanghuai: "Then... how about we retreat bravely?"
Gong Yangzhong sighed deeply: "I have only two sons under my father's knees. Your eldest brother is immersed in academics and does not care about political affairs. Although you are now in the Ministry of Rites, you should know in your heart that your ability is not enough. If it weren't for Master Qi Generous help, and the help of the middle-level book, not to belittle you for your father, but to be a fifth-rank official with your current ability, and maybe three or five years of experience may be similar."
Gongyanghuai lowered his head, unwilling to say, "Father taught me the right thing."
How could Gongyangzhong not know that his son was not convinced, but this time he did not care about Gongyanghuai's self-esteem, and continued: "It is impossible to retreat now, the fifth prince has not lost power, if we act rashly, he will not They will let us go, even if they turn to the Third Prince to seek protection, they are nothing but family slaves."
Gongyanghuai: "Is it the only way to sit and wait?"
Gong Yangzhong: "For today's plan... I can only think about it from a long-term perspective. Fortunately, the third prince is not there, and there is one less person who fell into trouble. Maybe I didn't think so seriously for my father."
Gongyanghuai: "My son, go to the palace and see if I can persuade His Royal Highness to come back."
Gongyangzhong: "Forget it, this is the end of the matter, let's wait and see what happens. You go back first."
Gongyanghuai: "Yes."
After Gongyanghuai left, Gongyangzhong leaned back wearily: a feeling of powerlessness and despair rose in his heart. I am old, but my two sons can't stand up. To say something outrageous: Isn't this the case in the palace? His Majesty is ambitious, but several sons are not successful, otherwise he will not delay the establishment of the crown prince.
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In order to allow Shaoshang's younger brother to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, Nangongda knelt at the gate of Ganquan Palace for a day and a night, causing the morning court to stop the next day.
Forty-nine personally came to preach the decree, saying: My youngest son died early, and the grief was uncontrollable, and he stopped for a day.
That afternoon, after Nangongda passed out, the closed gate of Ganquan Palace finally opened, and Sijiu directed several servants to send Nangongda back to the mansion, and then issued a second imperial decree: the fifth prince, Nangongda, failed to supervise the country, During the period of his supervision of the country, he missed the inspection, causing the prince to die early, and ordered him to stay behind closed doors in the mansion for a month, and transcribe the scriptures for the nine princes to escape.
In addition, the ninth prince, King Jing, was enfeoffed and buried on Jingshan Mountain in Gyeonggi. Mrs. Zhang, the biological mother of the ninth prince of Jin, was Concubine Jing. Because King Jing had no children, he was worried about his uneasy soul. He ordered the Ministry of Works to build a temple next to King Jing's tomb. Concubine Jing and King Jing's coffin left Beijing together to pray for King Jing in the temple. .
Although it looked like an imperial decree, it actually sent Concubine Jing out of the palace.
No wonder, King Jing is the only son of Concubine Jing, King Jing is Shaoshang, Concubine Jing has no more support in the palace, and when the new emperor ascends the throne, the brothers of the same clan will be distributed to various places to be vassal kings, and concubines with children can follow him. When the fiefs go, most of those concubines who have no children will go to the imperial mausoleum to guard the tomb.
And those with a lower rank might be buried in accordance with the late emperor's will.
Concubine Jing received the imperial decree without the slightest objection, went to the Ganquan Palace three times to kneel and kowtowed, and left Beijing with the coffin.
After Nangong Da was imprisoned, Nangong Jingnu found a way to quickly elevate Qi Yan to Zhongshu Right Pushe. The official rank was still higher than Zuo Pushe Lu Boyan. The third and fifth princes were not there. No one objected.
At this point, Qi Yan was firmly seated at the second position in the ranks of the civil servants, only one Zhongshu decree away from one person and more than ten thousand people.
In her spare time, Nangong Jingnu would also feel sad: as Qi Yan expected, she became the most direct beneficiary of King Jing's death.
Immediately afterwards, Nangong Jingnu issued an decree in the tone of Nangong Rang, saying that she was unwell, but the government could not stop for a day.
Nangong Jingnu didn't mean to drink because she was drunk: she went around in circles just to push Qi Yan up.
In the fifteenth year of Jingjia, in May.
The palace examination is about to begin, and this palace examination will be presided over by Nangong Rang himself.
Nangong Jingnv and Qi Yan revealed: Nangong Rang raised him for a long time for this palace test, and asked the imperial doctor to administer acupuncture for him every day to ensure that he would not get sick on the day of the palace test.
Xiaodie has been in Zhuohua Princess Mansion for some time, but Qi Yan has never mentioned bringing people back.
The death of King Jing made Qi Yan fall into a new round of worries: the masked man, who had been silent for many years, was by his side.
The other party can kill the prince thousands of miles away without a single soldier; he can also kidnap Xiaodie without knowing it.
Xiaodie must never have another accident, and it may be a better choice to put her in the heavily guarded Princess Mansion. Even if Qi Yan knew that the relationship between the two would inevitably deepen over time, she couldn't take care of that much anymore.
Two days before the palace exam, Nangong Jingnv received a red 800-mile emergency report from Luobei.
Nangong Jingnu opened the bamboo tube with an uneasy mood. After seeing the contents, she breathed a sigh of relief. She thought that something had happened to Luobei. I was shocked to hear that my younger brother had fallen ill early. The Jiedushi of Kitakyushu issued a decree, asking the court to send someone to bring the three princes back to the capital.
After the court, Qi Yan found Qi Yan and handed her the urgent report: "Look at it."
Qi Yan looked at the words on the silk newspaper, her eyes sank: The masked man summoned himself to start Luobei's signal!
Signed: Nagus Anujan.
This made Qi Yan extremely heavy: Is it the masked man who caught the news first and used this to lead himself to Luobei? Or has the Masked Man colluded with Anujin
Nangong Jingnu: "What do you think?"
Qi Yan suppressed the emotions in her heart and pondered: "His Royal Highness is about to take control of the court, but it will take some time."
Nangong Jingnu: "What do you mean... Why don't you pick up the third brother first?"
Qi Yan: "Since it's an emergency report of eight hundred miles, people must pick it up, but you can find a way to delay some time on the road and find a suitable time to come back."
Nangong Jingnu frowned slightly, and said embarrassingly, "Who will you send?"
Qi Yan: "... Why don't you give me a walk for His Highness in person."
Nangong Jingnv refused Qi Yan's proposal without thinking: "No, I managed to entrust you to this position. In two days, there will be a palace exam. This class of students will be dispatched soon... You can't go."
Qi Yan was silent for a moment, looked at Nangong Jingnu and asked in a low voice, "But apart from the minister, does Your Highness have someone to trust?"
Nangong Jing was at a loss for words and murmured, "You can send Chen Chuansi..."
Qi Yan: "His Royal Highness, your third highness is the prince, isn't it strange that 'Your Majesty' sent a servant by your side to pick him up? And the concubine Yagui came back together."
Nangong Jingnu: "But..."
Qi Yan took a step forward, almost standing next to Nangong Jingnu, holding her soft weed and saying softly: "I know that Your Highness is worried, and I will write a list to His Highness later to list some talents worthy of promotion, as well as their The character is clearly explained, and it should be enough to deal with the palace exam."
Nangong Jingnu lowered her head, looked at the hands they held together, and replied in a low voice, "Lubei is a long way, and I can't bear to let you go."
It seems that an invisible hand is holding Qi Yan's heart, and there is a hint of sadness in the amber eyes: "I will take care of myself, Your Highness rest assured."
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Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, and the imperial edict said: Concubine Yagui has been in the province for a long time, and she appointed Zhongshu's right servant She Qiyan as the imperial commissioner, and went to Luobei to welcome Concubine Yagui back to the palace, and set off two days later to be here.
There are still two days left, Qi Yan's heart is in a mess, and she feels like she has a lot of things to do. She shut herself in the study and sat down behind the desk to straighten her thoughts one by one.
Xiaodie is placed in Zhuohua Princess Mansion, so she can rest assured that she will not see her for the time being.
The fifth prince was grounded, and it was the best time to win the Gongyang Mansion to defect. This matter must be done.
After a while, it will be the farmland harvesting season of the year, and Qian Yuan and Gu Feng should deploy again.
Jinbang's student recommendation to write, and...
Thinking of this, Qi Yan felt a little uneasy.
And... the safety of Nangong Jingnu. Nangong Jingnu didn't know the existence of the masked person. If she was not by her side, would she be in danger
Qi Yan was a little lost, pressing one hand on the rice paper, while the other hand held a paper cutter to cut the paper mechanically.
"Tsk...!" The left thumb was cut with a paper cutter, and blood came out all of a sudden, and the rice paper below was no longer usable.
Qi Yan felt irritable in her heart, so she simply cut a piece of cloth under the hem of her clothes, wrapped her fingers indiscriminately, and cut out a few more pieces of paper to write quickly.
Qi Yan stayed awake all night, and wrote down all the students who had visited her who had entered the palace exam. She stopped and wrote, and reviewed it bit by bit. .
At dawn, I went to Zaochao again. After I came back, I had a hastily lunch and locked myself in the study again.
Qi Yan ordered Qian Tong to brew a cup of strong tea. After drinking it, he regained his spirits and wrote two letters.
One was written to Nangong Shunv, and the other was written to Nangong Jingnv.
Nangong Shunv's letter was quickly written, and Qi Yan gave it to Qian Tong, ordering him to hand it over to Nangong Shunv in person.
For the second letter, Qi Yan spent most of the day writing it, and the waste paper was piled up all over the floor, and it was finally finished.
Putting down the pen, Qi Yan rubbed against her waist, brought the water basin and threw all the waste paper balls into the basin, watching the water become cloudy.
Qi Yan was extremely tired, so she simply sat down on the ground. She didn't know how long it took her to slowly climb up while holding the desk, looking at the letter that filled three sheets of paper on the desk, she was silent for a long time.
There was a sigh in the study, Qi Yan picked up the letter and read it again, and finally threw the letter, which Fang Cheng had written many times, into the jet-black water.