Eighty-sixth bowl of soup (twelve)
Three major events happened recently, which left the courtiers and common people in the whole country stunned.
The emperor was seriously ill, and the government and the public were shocked.
This is the first.
In the fifth month when the emperor was ill, the empress dowager, who was in charge of the government, suddenly became seriously ill, and the regent, who had never been concerned with political affairs, replaced the emperor and the empress dowager as the person in charge.
This is the second.
What
You ask the third thing
The third one is a fantasy... I'm afraid your jaw will drop if you say it.
After more than a month of being in charge of the regent, the emperor's illness suddenly healed for no reason, and he didn't know where to bring out a fat little baby to show them when he went to court, saying that it was his legacy!
Regardless of whether this idiom is used properly or not, where did the emperor, who was empty in the harem and had never even had a draft, come up with such a "relict gem"
But then again, in all fairness, this little doll does look very similar to His Majesty, and there is some shadow of the regent in his eyebrows and eyes, which is normal. After all, they are members of the royal family, and they have the same blood. It's not surprising.
Anyway, look at what His Majesty means, this little baby will be the prince in the future, and the old man doesn't seem to have any intention of drafting to enrich the harem. The matter was a foregone conclusion, and everyone soon forgot about the sick Empress Dowager, and focused on the emperor. After countless times of courtiers begging His Majesty to choose a concubine, the regent, who had never interfered in the affairs of state, spoke up.
He moved his lips and asked, "Are you the emperor or is your majesty the emperor?"
Well, just this one sentence made them dare not say more in the name of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism. The regent is strong, and His Majesty is even stronger. Who will take pity on their weak ministers? Anyway, the little prince has already been born, so they will do their best to take care of this little guy.
Occasionally, they would also miss His Majesty who watched them fight back and forth in the hall a long, long time ago, and was occasionally sprayed back by his colleagues when he said a word. The current Majesty... Hehe, try spraying him
At this moment, His Majesty, who is more powerful than the Regent, is lying on one thigh of the Regent, while on the other thigh of His Highness the Regent lies a soft, plump, tender baby.
The regent worked hard to peel the grapes and put them into His Majesty's mouth. As long as His Majesty opened his mouth to eat, a big hand stretched out for her to spit the grape seeds into his palm. It can be said that it was very rotten. The little baby was spitting bubbles, and everyone in the hall bowed their heads and dared not say much—I'm sorry, the palace people wish they were blind or deaf, it would be even better if they were fools!
What the hell, His Majesty went with the Regent and somehow got an extra milk baby, how do they know what's going on? When they saw this scene for the first time, they wished they could die, okay? Every day since then, whether the court ladies or the eunuchs, everyone lives in fear of being silenced by the regent or His Majesty, and until now... they are also used to it.
But they were still too scared to look down. As for what His Majesty was talking to the Regent, of course they didn't dare to listen!
I don't want to die!
This head on the neck is more dangerous than the wind blowing!
ah! Your Majesty, he has spoken!
"...I'm going to visit the Queen Mother later." His Majesty suddenly laughed, as if very filial, "After all, she's not dead yet, so I'm not at ease."
His Majesty…
"Your Majesty has a heart, and the Queen Mother should be grateful for it."
Your Highness the Regent... Please... can you please stop spoiling Your Majesty?
"She won't be grateful. She would like to use you and me to blackmail me. I think it's funny when I think of how she thought she had a chance to win, but she was even exposed in the end. I have to laugh again later. Smile."
…
"It doesn't matter, what kind of excuse is this, that is, this king is not born of the father, and the blood of the royal family is not shed. The country that this king built for you is true, and everything I have done for you is also true."
"Little uncle can really talk, I want to kiss you."
His Majesty! Minions don't want to hear about these court secrets! Please stop talking! Hurry up and ban you!
His Royal Highness the Regent! Please don't do this in front of your minions! Do you think you can send the slaves back? ? ?
Qing Huan glanced sideways at the palace people present, saw their legs trembling and trembling all over, waved lazily: "You all step back."
The palace people quickly saluted and retreated as if they were receiving an amnesty.
After waiting until there was no one else around, Qing Huan pulled the little milk baby's short legs: "Look how scared they are, I can still eat them."
The regent laughed lightly, now that he no longer harbors grievances, he was already used to her, and now he let her ride on his head to be domineering and domineering. With his left hand, he scooped up the milk baby who was about to roll away, and with his right hand, he pinched Qing Huan's face: "You take care of her three meals a day to anger her, and you made her sick."
Qing Huan laughed more happily: "When I gave birth, she wanted to kill me. Now I'm just repaying her in the same way, and reducing the amount of medicine she gave me. It's just her. Although she was paralyzed on the bed, she managed to save her life, and she has no worries about food and clothing every day. Where can I find such a good thing?"
The regent didn't think she was ruthless, but rather agreed with her approach: "It's cheaper for her."
Qing Huan got up with a smile, and poked Naiwa's tender face: "Little uncle, I'm going now, you have to take care of the little villain."
"You are the little villain." The regent corrected her first, then nodded, "Go."
She immediately put on her shoes and walked away happily. She had been sitting for more than a month before, and now she can walk around with her feet on the ground, which is more comfortable than doing anything.
The people in the Empress Dowager's Palace were very moved when they saw her coming: "Your Majesty has come to see the Empress Dowager again. If the Empress Dowager can speak, she must be very pleased."
"This is what a son of man should do." Qing Huan smiled, and sat down beside the empress dowager's bed. The empress dowager, who was so beautiful, suddenly seemed to have aged decades. Qing Huan looked at her with a smile, and held her hand and said : "Queen Mother, I'm here to visit you. I'm doing well today. I didn't have any troubles in the previous court. The ministers understand my thoughts very well. The regent is taking care of me and the little prince very carefully. By the way , the little guy looks great, he is white and fat, what a pity, your mother is seriously ill, so you can't hug him in person, I will ask someone to bring him here for the mother to see, it can be regarded as letting the mother I have a thought."
The Empress Dowager could not speak or move, and she had to be cheered up like this every day, and now her eyes were red.
Obviously everything is in her plan! The emperor said that she was sick in bed, and on the day of delivery, she was ready to leave her mother and keep her son, but who knew that the regent suddenly appeared, killed all her people, and poisoned her dumb, and fed her poison so that she could only lie down on the bed! He needs someone to take care of him when he eats, drinks, and sleeps, and he can't move anywhere except his eyelids. Such a humiliation!
The emperor came every day, seemingly to visit, but actually to stimulate her!
Sure enough, the surrounding palace people praised again: "Your Majesty really bothered you. Look, the eyes of the old lady are red. Empress Dowager, it is really touching that Your Majesty respects you so much!"
fart! Aijia is angry!
After Qing Huan stimulated the Empress Dowager, he stood up and patted his sleeves: "I still have to be busy with political affairs, and I will come to visit my mother tomorrow. The mother must be well, otherwise I will be worried. You haven't seen the little prince enthroned as emperor yet." , there must be no mistakes."
The queen mother's eyes widened, she kept holding her breath, Qing Huan left in her sight, and when she reached the door, she heard a mess inside: "Come on! Come on! The empress dowager is vomiting blood!"
"Emperor Physician! Call the Imperial Physician! Quick!"
Qing Huanxiao's shoulders kept shrugging, and before she reached her bedroom, she saw the regent standing in the corridor outside the bedroom, looking up at the sunset sky. He was dressed in a green robe, with a detached aura, and Qing Huan liked him very much when he saw him from a distance.
He didn't care if there was anyone nearby, so he jumped on him and covered his eyes from behind: "Guess who I am?"
A deep laugh came from the regent's chest: "Little villain."
Qing Huan giggled, bit his ear, and then rubbed it with her hands, "Little uncle is cold, but you have been waiting for me outside for a long time?"
"Just came out." Actually, as soon as she left, he was very worried, and when the little milk babies on the left and right were asleep, he came out and waited.
Now, I can't live without her for a second.
Qing Huan asked him to recite it, "The Queen Mother vomited blood when I left."
Sooner or later, he will be pissed off to death. The regent has no doubts about the little villain's ability to piss people off. He smiled, "It's too cheap for her to die like this. She needs to live a few more years to achieve this kind of life." Not getting what she wants, but not being able to fight for it, is the punishment for the Queen Mother.
"Little uncle, do you still blame me for stabbing you?"
The regent stopped abruptly. They hadn't talked about it for a long time. He put Qing Huan off his back, and held her soft little hand instead, "I don't love that you anymore, I love you now."
"Um?"
"For me, you are my love now, and I don't want to mention the past." The regent smiled slightly. He was sure that he didn't love her, but the subsequent heartbeat was not fake, so he was sure, What he fell in love with was her now, and had nothing to do with her in the past.
What he said was ambiguous, but Qing Huan understood, so she hugged his arm and suddenly smiled cunningly: "Then if this is the case, should little uncle make it up to me?"
"What do you want?" She always acted like a baby, and he was very useful.
Qing Huan chuckled, but didn't speak.
Until three days later, the regent stared at the piece of paper left on the table in the imperial study, sighed helplessly, and then ordered someone to prepare money for the horse.
What kind of boredom is it like? I was afraid that he would not go out to play with him, so I would kill him first and play later, and even go to the south of the Yangtze River-it would take at least a month to go back and forth like that!
but.
never mind.
As long as she is happy.