In the 26th year of Yuantai's longevity banquet, it started with the celebration of the longevity of hundreds of officials and the joy of the people, and ended with the emperor fainting and the queen having a miscarriage.
Yan Xiaohan was in a hurry to go back to deal with the case, so he could only send Fu Shen to Dongshengmen. He asked the little eunuch to go out and ask the Yan family to wait at the gate of the palace, and while no one was around, he bowed and hugged him, and warned: "I don't know when this case will be tried, don't wait for me at night, you Go to bed early."
Fu Shen was probably still thinking about what happened just now, the expression on his face was not relaxed, he nodded when he heard the words.
Yan Xiaohan said again, "I see that you didn't eat well at the palace banquet. Go back and eat something. Don't be hungry, and don't forget to take your medicine."
Fu Shen finally pulled away from his thoughts, pulled Yan Xiaohan's collar and pulled him in front of his eyes, rather than kissing him, he bumped him on the lips, and said arrogantly, "You're young, it's hard to learn anything. Mom, shut it up for me, don't talk about it."
It's a wink for the blind. Yan Xiaohan couldn't help laughing and laughing. He thought that if he kept it in his mouth, he was afraid that it would melt if he held it in his hand, and he was afraid of falling. This precious Marquis didn't appreciate it. Next time, he should be kept from getting out of bed for three days, so that he could appreciate the value of an old mother. Learn to be content.
The two of them only had time to say a few words, and the little eunuch over there came back to resume his life. Yan Xiaohan watched the two of them disappear outside the palace gate. The smile on his face gradually turned cold. He put on a pair of iron hearts, and when he turned back to the Northern Prison, he became the ruthless Lord Kipchap again.
As soon as Fu Shen returned to the Yan Mansion, he locked himself in the house and told him not to disturb him. The servants noticed that he was in a bad mood, and no one dared to persuade him. Even Du Leng was blocked from the door. Until the evening, someone dared to knock on the door to invite him to eat, and tremblingly said that if he did not eat, the master would definitely be angry when he found out.
As soon as these words came out, Du Leng felt bad. A high-ranking person like Fu Shen hated others to threaten him the most, not to mention Yan Xiaohan, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came, he would not be able to do anything.
Sure enough, Fu Shen said coldly in the room, "I gave you face, didn't I?"
The maid who was carrying the meal was about to kneel in fear, with tears in her eyes. Du Leng couldn't bear it, and was about to send him away when he suddenly heard Fu Shen say, "...Forget it, bring it in."
Huh? !
As Beiyan's military doctor, Du Leng knew too much what kind of virtue Fu Shen was. He said one thing in the army, once he got angry, it would be thunderous and angry, and his six relatives would not recognize him. Under the prestige, few people dare to directly attack his front. This temper is fine when it comes to business affairs, but in daily life it seems extraordinarily insufferable. Du Leng once was thrown out of the tent by his collar for forcing him to take medicine. He really couldn't imagine that the person who gave in after only a word was the Jingning Hou he knew.
Fu Shen actually had no appetite, but as soon as he heard the maid say "Master will be angry", he remembered that Yan Xiaohan said to him that day, "This is the first time I like someone so much".
He already likes himself so much, what's the point of backing off a step or two for him? A manly man, when he encounters unpleasant things outside, and comes back to his family, his wife and children, is he still a man
Heroes from ancient times have been saddened by the Beauty Pass, but that is the case.
The palace was busy until late at night, the emperor woke up in the afternoon, and dragged the sick body to the queen and Yang Xu. What exactly caused the emperor to be so angry, the secret is not known to outsiders, but Yan Xiaohan heard it clearly, and even a little regret that he didn't clean up the prince.
However, after this battle, the grace on the prince is afraid that it will completely decline.
The progress on Feilongwei's side was not smooth. Qingxuguan was copied upside down, and the people who had contacts with Chunyang Daoist on weekdays were investigated one by one, but the source of the poison and the motive for the assassination were still a fog. Daoist Chunyang was like a tight-fitting clam shell, coercing, enticing, beating, beating, and taking turns, but he didn't spit out a word.
Yan Xiaohan thought that if this continued, Feilongwei would become the next Jinwuwei. Just as he was thinking, Tang Guo walked out of the torture chamber and washed his hands indifferently. He carefully washed his ten pale and slender fingers one by one, raised his eyes and said to Yan Xiaohan, "You have already lost half of your life. If he doesn't speak again tomorrow, I can't do anything about it."
"I'm here today, let me think about it again," Yan Xiaohan pondered, "I always feel that there is something weird about him, it doesn't seem to be directed at the Yang family... Qingxu Guan has been passed down in Beijing for decades, and it can be considered as incense. At his peak, he is a monk, so if he doesn't act like a master of the world, what would he do with him in the court?"
Tang Guo could only peel, not analyze, and after listening to his questions blankly, he returned the same puzzled look.
Yan Xiaohan: "...Forget it, go back to rest and try again tomorrow."
It was late at night when he got home, and the whole house had already slept, and the sleepy-eyed gatekeeper came to open the door for him with a lamp. Yan Xiaohan walked into the courtyard lightly, and the maid outside the night watch heard the movement and got up to wait for him to change and wash, while whispering to him about the situation in the manor in the afternoon.
Yan Xiaohan remembered that Fu Shen was fine when he left the palace, and while wondering, he pushed open the door as silently as possible. As soon as he stepped into one foot, a question suddenly came from the darkness of the room: "Are you back?"
Yan Xiaohan loosened his tense movements, walked to the table and lit the lamp, "Why haven't you slept yet?"
He turned his head to look at the dim candlelight, and saw Fu Shen wearing a thin mid-coat leaning against the bed, the quilt only covering his legs, his eyes narrowed slightly due to the sudden light, and the thin silhouette was strange. of fragility and decadence.
"Can't sleep." Fu Shen said, "How is the palace?"
Yan Xiaohan didn't answer his question. She took off her shoes and went to bed. The first thing she did was to pull up the quilt and wrap him tightly: "Doesn't sleep here in the middle of the night to meditate, can you wear your old man to death by wearing clothes?"
The March Spring Night was still very cold, and the quilt was icy cold. Yan Xiaohan touched him and simply hugged him, shaking off the quilt to cover the two of them. Fu Shen was like a wild cat that had found a nest. He didn't return his mouth when he was reprimanded. He tilted his head and rested his head on Yan Xiaohan's shoulder.
"Tell me, is it because you can't sleep, or is there something on your mind?" Yan Xiaohan put one arm around his waist, while the other hand tucked his long messy hair behind his ear, "I heard someone say that you are in a bad mood this afternoon, who will mess with you? Not happy, eh?"
Fu Shen closed his mouth tightly. He felt that he needed a gap to talk to, but he hadn't complained to anyone for so long that he had forgotten how to speak. There are thousands of words in my heart, but I don't know where to start.
For an adult man who is accustomed to carrying responsibility, it is more difficult than opening his chest.
Yan Xiaohan didn't rush him, just flipped the lights off, darkness became the best place to hide, so he slowly let go of his guard.
After a long time, Fu Shen asked in a low voice, "How is the queen?"
"A glass of poisonous wine," Yan Xiaohan said calmly, "It's just that he lost too much blood and died."
In the dark night, Fu Shen seemed to smile: "Yes, it is impossible for the emperor to keep her alive in the world."
Yan Xiaohan: "You know?"
Fu Shen: "Yes. The queen is not carrying a dragon seed. The emperor has long stopped stepping into Kunning Palace. He could understand the situation in the palace at that time.
Yan Xiaohan's voice was astringent: "You..."
Fu Shen admitted it calmly: "I did it."
"… "
Yan Xiaohan almost jumped up from the bed as if his tail had been stepped on, and only then did he realize what Fu Shen meant, and slapped him on the arm in disbelief, "Why did you answer so quickly! You didn't do it, the queen was pregnant! Don't say such ambiguous words as a family member! Do you want to scare me to death?"
Fu Shen rubbed his sore arm, secretly disgusting him for being surprised, but the dark shadow in his heart was strangely dissipated by Yan Xiaohan's reaction.
"Okay, I'll repeat. The Queen's miscarriage at the Wanshou Banquet was planned by my people long ago." Fu Shen said, "There is a medicine in her daily diet, it's okay to take it alone, but it's cool when it's in harmony with wine. The effect of blood and stasis. The queen was three months pregnant, and the fetal image was unstable. She drank a few glasses of wine at the birthday banquet, and she gave birth immediately."
Yan Xiaohan never imagined that there would be such a hidden secret: "You placed a manpower beside the Queen? When did it happen?"
"It's not intentional, it's a long story," Fu Shen asked, "Do you remember when I rescued a little eunuch in that polo match a few years ago?"
"He was later assigned to the Kunning Palace as a sweeper, and he won the queen's eyes with his ability to comb his hair. After I returned to Beijing, he handed me a message from the palace, saying that it was between the queen and a certain guard. It's personal."
"He wanted to repay his kindness, and he also wanted to take revenge for me. About a month ago, he sent a letter again, saying that the queen seemed to be pregnant. But the emperor has not been lucky enough to go to Kunning Palace for several months, and this child will not be able to keep it. But the queen But he was reluctant, and even wanted to seduce the emperor to stay overnight at the Longevity Festival, so that the fake could become real."
"I thought at that time, I can't just let them go so cheap."
He once had his heart and gallbladder split in the torrential rain, and once made a vow of "will return in the future".
There was a large audience, all eyes were on, the queen put a green hat on the emperor, but Emperor Yuantai had to swallow his voice for the sake of face, pinching his nose to recognize this wild species, so that he fainted with anger. How does this taste compare to the humiliation of giving marriage that day
And once the prince's biological mother has such scandals, the prince's good days will come to an end.
A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, blood for blood, not to mention what Emperor Yuan Tai did was a thousand times more ruthless than Fu Shen. He was invited by Emperor Yuantai to watch this meticulously laid out farce, and his heart should have been filled with the pleasure of revenge. He wished that Emperor Yuantai had died sooner or later, but the world was unpredictable, and a Taoist Chunyang was killed at the longevity banquet.
At the critical moment, Fu Shen shot to save Emperor Yuantai's life.
The change came too suddenly, he didn't have time to think, all the actions were subconscious reactions in an instant, and when he finally understood what he had done, everything was a foregone conclusion.
Fu Shen suddenly realized that the biggest clown in this farce was actually himself.
The author has something to say: A little explanation about this chapter:
General Fu is actually a very disciplined person (really disciplined, not joking), and he doesn't really like to play this kind of smuggling tricks. But as soon as the truth was revealed at that time, he was so mad that he decided to unscrupulously decide to reveal the matter. But he was essentially a loyal and patriotic young man (with limitations of the times), he subconsciously saved the emperor, and then he thought why should I save him? Are you sick? Am I crazy? Stand up again? So fell into depression.
Furthermore, he felt that although the emperor, the queen and the prince were nothing, the child was actually innocent. This method of revenge was a bit too much, which was not in line with his usual principles of life, so he got into the horns of self-loathing.
The protagonist's character is like this, not completely positive, and I have been trying to restore the historical limitations of him. A non-rebirth, a native-born ancient person who has no golden fingers, no plug-ins, and no system may have a certain forward-looking, but Does not have (excessive) vision beyond the times.
So everyone, don't take this article as a cool article. Although our protagonists are tortured to extract confessions and kill people without blinking an eye, they are all like the author at heart, a Buddhist salted fish who just wants to retire.