But he met a swollen and unfamiliar dead face.
Even if it's swollen, she can tell that it's not Rong Ting.
Not Rong Ting...
It was the eunuch beside Rong Ting whom she bribed, Si Ying.
Jia and Empress staggered back a step, shook their bodies heavily, and almost fell to the ground.
Her eyes darkened, she lowered her head, her hairpin was shaking, and her bun became messy.
She walked step by step to where she is today, with a lot of blood on her hands, and she has seen many people die before her eyes.
To her, there is no difference between the death of a person and the death of an ant.
But this time is different.
This time, it was Rong Ting who was protesting against her.
He wanted her to know that not only did he know that she wanted to kill him, but he also had the ability to kill her people over and over again.
Just like when he was a child, she asked the maid to put poisonous snacks in his palace, pretending to poison the rats, trying to lure him to take the poison and die.
But the boy who was only six or seven years old did not die.
On the contrary, in front of her window, there were several dead mice hanging out to dry.
It was a dead rat before.
This time it was dead.
He has escaped her schemes time and time again, no matter how old or young he is, he has the ability to survive, which made her terrified, and when his wings gradually matured, all the methods she used against him would be retaliated by him in every way. return.
Life is better than death.
Empress Jiahe's eyes dimmed, and suddenly she heard a deep voice, like a blade breaking through the ice, coming from outside the palace gate, "You started calling my name before the coffin was opened, why is the empress so sure that it was me who had the accident, huh? "
There was a shock behind her ears.
The nails dug into the palm of the hand, looked up, and said coldly, "I didn't ask the palace man to inform me, I just broke in, don't you remember the rules?"
No one stopped him anyway!
But when she raised her eyes and saw the figure beside Rong Ting, she was startled.
There was a clear smile on the young man's thin lips, and a bright yellow figure stood beside him, "I came with Xiao Jiu."
The man's face was gloomy, he was not angry and arrogant, he was Emperor Zhaowu.
…
Rong Ting can win Yan Nanxun's favor, and Emperor Zhaowu's face is also bright.
Yan Nanxun's temper was too stubborn, he wanted to make him a grand teacher and teach his sons, Yan was not afraid of beheading, and said that his sons were mediocre in learning and talent, they didn't want to teach, they were too lazy to teach.
If he hadn't cherished talents like his life, and knew that Yan Nanxun's profound attainments in learning were unparalleled, otherwise, he really wanted to take off the head of this Yan Nanxun on the spot.
Among so many princes, there is finally one who can be Yan Nanxun's personal disciple.
It can be regarded as a slap in the face of that surnamed Yan.
Emperor Zhaowu felt complacent, as soon as Rong Ting invited him, he came to see who was going to kill his proud ninth son.
Unexpectedly, when he approached the Jinxiu Palace, he heard Empress Jiahe shouting "Little Nine", crying so loudly that he could hear it even if he was walking outside the palace.
Wailing, like mourning.
If it wasn't for Rong Ting being right beside him, he could really think that something happened to his son.
Emperor Zhaowu frowned and looked at Empress Jiahe.
Seeing her lowered head, disheveled temple hair, tear-stained face, and disheveled appearance, there was a little strangeness in her sight.
Rong Ting's words just now amplified the strange feeling in his heart to the extreme.
He also saw with his own eyes that before the coffin was opened, Empress Jia and Empress were calling Rong Ting's name.
The accidental death of the prince is a major event, and it is impossible for the palace people to spread the wrong news.
Continuing to think about it, Emperor Zhaowu was a little startled and a little unbelievable.
Why his queen acted like she already knew.
Just now, Rong Ting coldly questioned Rong Ting's well-behaved appearance, which is also a little different from the usual soft-shou who doesn't get angry
…
The coldness and questioning in Emperor Zhaowu's eyes made Jiahe Empress feel chilled.
Even if she wasn't really pure and gentle by nature, she had learned to be pure and gentle in the queen's seat for nearly twenty years.
It was just a moment of inattention today, but the eyes of this man who has shared the bed with her for nearly twenty years actually revealed pickiness and suspicion
There was a chill of ridicule in her heart, but it was sad, but the moment she saw Emperor Zhaowu, her body immediately saluted impeccably as if she had a memory.
The face also seemed to have a memory, showing a gentle smile, and said softly and generously, "Why did the emperor come, and I didn't tell my concubine, my concubine was far away."
"I'm here with Xiao Jiu today, and I came in a hurry."
Emperor Zhaowu frowned, "Why did I hear you crying and calling Xiao Jiu outside the palace?"
But when they first stepped into the palace gate, they just saw the scene where the coffin was opened.
"Why do you think this is Xiao Jiu?" Emperor Zhaowu asked again.
Empress Jiahe's heart skipped a beat, uneasiness spread all over her body, there was hatred in her heart but she couldn't let it out, she was still in tears just now, she looked at Rong Ting, like a loving mother who finally found her child, "It's the palace man who passed the wrong news .”
Under the sleeves, his fingers were clenched quietly, and he took a look at Yuying.
Yuying received her gaze, and hastily knelt down in front of the emperor and empress, accepting her fault, "It's all the fault of the servant, it's the servant, I heard that something happened in Shouhuai Palace, so I thought it was His Highness the Ninth Prince .”
Emperor Zhaowu still had a good face towards his empress, but when facing a court lady, his face immediately collapsed, and he said in a solemn voice: "A child of the Tian family, whether he is alive or dead, how can you make unreasonable arguments?"
There was deep displeasure in the voice, "This court lady, get kicked out of the palace."
Emperor Zhaowu's gaze was so calm that it was almost heartless.
As far as he is concerned, the person sitting in the queen's seat must be dignified and decent at all times.
Born in a famous family, with a gentle and virtuous disposition, able to take care of the harem for him, and able to have the dignity and momentum of a mother of a country on large and small occasions, so that he will not lose face of Dazhao.
Fortunately, in this small Fairview Palace, not many people saw Caijia and the Queen's gaffe. If other people see it, it will make people question the majesty of his royal family.
Emperor Zhaowu couldn't tolerate this erroneous court lady by the queen's side anymore.
Empress Jiahe trembled.
Suddenly the news of the dead man heading to Yecheng was unknown, and Mammy Ji didn't dare to use it any more. She had worked so hard to train Yuying for many days, and the things that were originally entrusted to Nanny Ji had almost been transferred.
Breaking Yuying is like breaking off half of her wings.
She pinched her palm, endured it, and said: "The concubine knows."
Seeing that Emperor Zhaowu was angry at the moment, she shut up wisely.
Wrong Yuying to go out of the palace first, and wait until the day when Emperor Zhaowu is happy, she will be wronged again, beg Emperor Zhaowu to let go, say a few good words for Yuying, explain what happened today, and then let Yuying come back.
It's just that Emperor Zhaowu has always been a king who rarely set foot in the harem. In recent years, when I came to the harem, I often went to Yun Guifei's place, and coming to her place was more like dealing with it. When can she wait for the chance to bring Yuying back
I thought that Xiao Shiqi's entry into Bailu Academy would please Emperor Zhaowu, but who would have killed Rong Ting halfway, and it seemed that Xiao Shiqi's entry into Bailu Academy was not so powerful...
Thinking of this, she simply hated Rong Ting so much!
…
Rong Ting is sitting quietly in his wheelchair at the moment.
There are a little cinnabar red grains on the forehead, as red as weeping blood.
Since stepping into Jinxiu Palace, he has never spoken a single word, and he is so quiet that people will almost forget his existence.
He was also so quiet that people would forget that he was the one who disturbed the situation between the emperor and empress.
Holding the small cinnabar box in his hand, he looked at his nominal father and mother.
Even though what Emperor Zhaowu is doing now is to support him, his heart is still desolate and desolate.
If it was still before, his father would not even come with him.
Even though he was the one under the white coffin today, he was the most unknown among the many sons who died.
After a few days, his father would no longer think of having such a son as him.
Just like the tenth prince drowned, his mother and concubine went crazy after being stimulated.
In the end, at his father's place, he ended up disturbing the dragon body and being imprisoned in the cold palace.
…
He looked at Emperor Zhaowu as if he was looking at a puppet for his own use.
There is no father-son relationship.
His expression was gentle, but his heart was full of sarcasm.
Wrapping the small and exquisite cinnabar box with her fingers, she held the only obsession tightly.
…
At this time, Emperor Zhaowu gave Si Ying a cold look, "Today's matter must be thoroughly investigated, together with the last autumn hunting incident, we must thoroughly investigate."
The last autumn hunt did not come to fruition, and Emperor Zhaowu almost forgot about it. What happened today reminded him, and he had a vague guess in his heart that the two incidents were probably done by one person.
Compared with Rong Ting, he cares more about his own country.
If the results are not thoroughly investigated, wouldn't it make people think that he can't even protect the child.
If the emperor's heir is killed, who will inherit his country, and how will it be passed down from generation to generation
Empress Jiahe felt a little relieved when she thought of Yuying telling her that no one saw her and Si Ying meeting last night.
But she was afraid that her deeds would be exposed, and immediately wanted to take this matter on herself.
Rong Ting opened his mouth slowly, and said slowly: "The mother has been worrying about the seventeenth brother's studies in the past few months, her eyes are dark and blue, and my son is very worried."
He looked at Empress Jiahe, who was blessed with the advantage of being as beautiful as ice and snow, and the situation of sitting in a wheelchair, which made people feel love and sympathy unconsciously.
Kejia and the Queen's heads were buzzing with pain.
Rong Ting's words, no matter who listens to them, they will not be filled with filial piety and sincerity.
But she is not!
Worrying about Xiao Shiqi's studies to the point of darkening his eyes, but he could only watch Rong Ting become Yan Nanxun's pro-disciple. Isn't this a mocking joke
The words were nice, but they stabbed at the most painful place in her heart like a knife.
"Now that the seventeenth brother has entered the Bailu Academy, his studies must be even more arduous. I can't bear my mother to worry about my son's affairs. Father, this case should be investigated by the Ministry of Criminal Justice. My son will follow me personally, and I won't bother my mother."
Empress Jiahe had a dignified face, but she was going crazy with anger in her heart.
Why didn't he sue in front of Emperor Zhaowu!
He has no evidence, he dare not.
Today, Rong Ting is only fledgling, and he has not met Emperor Zhaowu a few times in total, and the relationship is not far or close. In front of Emperor Zhaowu, he still needs to talk about evidence. But when the two of them became close, Emperor Zhaowu would believe what Rong Ting said, and she would be finished.
"The concubine is not tired."
Empress Jiahe didn't want to make any mistakes, she wanted to take the matter on herself, and said to Emperor Zhaowu, "Your concubine can start investigating this case."
"The case of Qiu Lie was investigated by the concubine. The two cases may be investigated together faster."
Rong Ting narrowed his eyes, "It's been a year and a half since Qiu Lie's case, and it hasn't been clarified yet, so it's very tricky."
"It's no wonder the queen mother has so many white hairs on her sideburns, and she looks haggard by description."
Jia and Queen were choked to death.
With white hair and haggard description, isn't this calling her old in a corner, to make Emperor Zhaowu think that she is already an old woman
If things go on like this, Emperor Zhaowu treats her more and more like a courtier, rather than a woman who wants to be favored.
But no matter how angry she was, she couldn't beat and scold Rong Ting in front of Emperor Zhaowu.
Gritting his teeth, he couldn't attack, and hated secretly in his heart.
Rong Ting continued: "If today's case takes another year or two to find out, what should I do if I tell my mother to have gray hair again?"
These words reminded Emperor Zhaowu immediately.
At the beginning, Qiu Lie's case would be handed over to Empress Jiahe for investigation, and it was she who pleaded so hard that the murderer who killed her child must be caught and severely punished.
But a year and a half later, even the murderer was not found...
"You failed to find anything in the last case for a year and a half. This time, you don't want to interfere." Emperor Zhaowu looked at Empress Jiahe's begging expression, ruthlessly refused, "It's rare that Xiao Jiu With filial piety, I allow him."
Emperor Zhaowu saw that Jiahe's description was indeed as haggard and ugly as Rong Ting said, and comforted him, "I am as impatient as you, and I hate the murderer as much. When we find out who the murderer of our child is, I will definitely face you." face, cramping and peeling, and severely punished.”
The smiles of Jiahe Empress suddenly became stiffer.
There was a hint of shock in the bitter smile.
Cramp skinned...
severely punished...
No, she will definitely not let the emperor find out that it is her.
"Thank you, Father." Rong Ting thanked Emperor Zhaowu, looked at Empress Jiahe, and smiled gracefully, "Empress Mother, take care of yourself."
There is deep meaning in the words, and there are sporadic smiles in the long eyes.
Seeing that Jia and the Queen wanted to step forward and strangle him to death!
…
Once in front of Emperor Zhaowu, she acted like a loving mother and filial son, and won Emperor Zhaowu's favor and a good reputation, and she was secretly happy.
But today I found out that the way of mother's kindness and filial piety has bound her like a shackle.
Rong Ting earned the reputation of being a filial son, and she became the one who couldn't express the hatred in her heart.
…
Although Empress Jiahe ordered Yuying to be dismissed from the palace, she was sent back to her natal home—Xu's mansion.
As the queen's confidant, Yuying couldn't help being wronged for Jia and the queen when she spoke for her family.
The Patriarch of the Xu family was dressed plainly, but he was wiping the seals given to him by other officials with fine silk.
Hearing that her daughter had been wronged in the palace, dissatisfaction immediately arose in her expression.
Of course I dare not be dissatisfied with Emperor Zhaowu.
Just dissatisfied with his daughter's performance.
He knew that his daughter was flamboyant and jealous by nature, and she couldn't learn to be patient.
So he reminded her over and over again to know how to be gentle, to understand the general situation, for fear that she would make a mistake, and to carefully plan behind her. When she became the empress of Dazhao, she thought she would be at ease, but he didn't want her to almost make Emperor Zhaowu angry
Does she understand that her status is closely related to the Xu family, so she can't be careless
…
The letter from the Patriarch of the Xu family was sent to the Queen's Palace.
The queen opened the letter, thinking that her father would give her some ideas and help her.
As a result, it was a curse at the head.
After reading the whole article, there is only cursing.
Rouge and lead powder were also sent along with the letter.
Tell her to take good care of her appearance.
Empress Jiahe looked at herself in the bronze mirror.
After several months of sleepless nights, plus all kinds of recent incidents.
She touched her cheek, and she couldn't find the pretty and tender feeling when she was young.
She is indeed not beautiful.
She took a deep breath.
I was so restless and bored as hell.
There was only one thought that kept her going.
When Xiao Shiqi ascends the throne, she will be the Empress Dowager, the emperor's mother. Then the grievance she is suffering now is worth it.
…
After that day, when Huai Qing was alone in Shouhuai Palace, she felt a little scared.
Although Rong Ting never let him serve close to him, sometimes he looked at him from afar and was quite afraid.
Fortunately, not long after, there were more palace people in the palace.
There are those who know martial arts and those who know medicine.
Huai Qing looked at it and just sighed.
Miss Jiang Si not only found servants who were not single-minded, but also found the most capable servants.
As for loyalty... Two eunuchs died one after another in Shouhuai Palace, and the maids and eunuchs outside secretly spread the rumor that the Ninth Prince was cold-blooded and ruthless. .
Rong Ting was under the window, knocking. The new palace man was curious, so he asked Huai Qing, an old man, "What is His Highness the Ninth Prince doing?"
Huai Qing glanced at it.
On the case, the cinnabar box was wiped as new and placed in the most conspicuous position.
The congratulatory gifts sent by others, no matter how precious or rare, ended up being piled up in the corner of the wall to collect dust.
And Rong Ting is tapping now, as if making hairpins and jewelry for girls.
Huai Qing knew that Rong Ting wanted to give the hairpin to Miss Jiang Si.
If there is a girl who treats him so well, he must also want to give her everything she wants.
He just didn't expect that the master who treats others so harshly, once he thought of the fourth girl, the thorns all over his body seemed to disappear.
You don't need to look at people in front of your eyes, just doing things related to her, and you can't find the appearance of tyranny and madness at all.
But Huaiqing hung a six-character motto in his heart: talk less, live longer.
To put it simply, "Don't ask too much."
…
The hairpin that Yecheng didn't give away, after returning to Jinling, Rong Ting couldn't give it away.
He had never once noticed the jewelry on a woman's head before.
After returning to Jinling, seeing the ones worn by other people, he felt that the ones made by others were better than the one he wanted to give to Jiang Rao.
But he wanted the best for her, better than everyone else had.
As soon as I did it, I made a bunch of them, stubbornly competing with myself.
The table is full of beautiful things, comparable to a jewelry store outside.
But he was still unsatisfied.
After watching this battle, the new eunuch was deeply moved, "Your Highness Ninth... this must be madness."
Huaiqing continued to be a little mute, not speaking.
But I thought to myself, what do you know, it's hard to make a beauty laugh.
…
Rong Ting stayed up all night doing it for several nights.
Bailu Academy started classes at the end of April, so he didn't have much time to make jewelry.
After entering the Bailu Academy, there are more than 20 days a month to study in the academy, let alone no time.
Considering that some students from the countryside will go back to farming, Bailu Academy is only open in summer and winter in four seasons. The course schedule is extremely tight, and there is no time to go out at all.
But even after staying up late for a few days, what he made still made him dissatisfied.
Dissatisfied with the possibility that she might not like it.
He is not a woman, and he doesn't know whether women will like the things he makes.
Since he was a child, he would only scare others. The Ninth Prince, who had never been afraid of anyone, was cowardly for the first time.
They didn't dare to send the gifts in person, but put all the hairpins and jewelry that had been made during this period into a wooden box the day before the academy started, and asked the little eunuch to send them to Jiang's mansion and to Jiang's house. Rao's hands.
He also said, "If she thinks it's ugly and doesn't want to accept it, just find a place to return it."
If she didn't want it, the pile of things he made would be worthless.
…
At the end of April, the academy started classes.
On the first day of class, the front of the academy was crowded with people.
On the contrary, there are only a small number of students who come to the academy to study, and there are more people on the street, who want to see what this year's students are like.
After all, many of those who entered Bailu Academy could become high-ranking officials in the future.
Especially this time, two princes were hospitalized.
Naturally, his curiosity about the Ninth Prince who was recruited by Yan Nan as a pro-disciple far surpassed that of the Seventeenth Prince.
"I heard that the Ninth Prince is a cripple who is not good at acting."
"Even if it's a cripple, a cripple who can be accepted by Mr. Yan as his own disciple is much better than the idiot of a woman full of wine and meat."
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The queen knew that the people in Jinling would be curious about Rong Ting, so she had already found someone to mix with the crowd and say something to slander Rong Ting, lest her little Shiqi's limelight be really overwhelmed by that cripple.
"But I think the seventeenth prince is more powerful. He entered the Bailu Academy at the age of twelve. He is a child prodigy."
"Crippled or something, the legs are ugly and deformed. It looks... It always makes people feel uncomfortable and unsightly. Even if you have read the book, if you show your face in public, it will scare the children."
"I heard that this Ninth Prince has a bad temper since he was a child, and he is very vicious. He is indeed not as good as the Queen's own little Seventeen."
The common people talked about being led astray, and some people couldn't help guessing when they heard that he was disabled and had a bad personality, "The Ninth Prince, can't he look like a vicious ghost? Why did Mr. Yan accept him as his own disciple?"
Amidst the discussions, I saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in a white shirt and scarf, sitting on a wooden wheelchair, slowly passing by here.
His black hair was pulled up high, and when he passed through the crowd, his eyes as deep as a pool only looked forward, without distinguishing the passers-by on both sides.
But the passers-by on both sides were attracted by the young man with exquisite and superior profile.
This is so different from the evil spirits they were talking about, on the contrary, they are so beautiful that they don't dare to recognize who it is for a while.
"What a handsome young man..."
Until someone first said: "The one who just passed by is the Ninth Prince, right?"
Only then did he correspond to the Ninth Prince.
They pondered about the appearance of the Ninth Prince, which had nothing to do with viciousness at all, falling in the crowd, even if he was in a wheelchair, he still stood out from the crowd.
Not to mention scaring the children, even some parents who were holding the children pointed at Rong Ting and poked the two chubby legs of their own children, "Look at that Ninth Prince, his legs are disabled, he is not too old, he can Be a disciple of Mr. Yan. Your legs are still fine."
The child squeaked and swayed his legs in the arms of his parents, but his eyes followed Rong Ting all the time, he couldn't bear to look away and miss his good-looking brother.
The admiration gradually overwhelmed those belittling voices.
In the crowd, a prestigious old scholar said: "Speaking of which, the Ninth Prince is not yet fifteen years old. He is not only the first among the princes who are his own disciples, but also the youngest child of Mr. Yan. The seventeenth prince Although the prince is also powerful, but before him, the third prince and several other children entered Bailu Academy at the age of twelve. You can tell who is good and who is bad at a glance. Some people have healthy limbs for nothing, but there is no right and wrong brain."
Those who agreed with him nodded their heads.
Only the people that the queen had arranged earlier were left, and the queen had finished telling them, they were flustered, and they didn't know how to smear them in order to reverse the reputation.
…
Before Rong Ting entered the academy, he glanced back.
His eyes flicked across the crowd, but he couldn't see the Jiang family's carriage.
He quickly retracted his gaze, and there was no disturbance in his heart—
He and Jiang Rao mentioned that on the day when the academy started, the road was too crowded and would bump into her, preventing her from coming to see her off.
At that time, she pursed her mouth and looked reluctant, and he thought she would refuse to listen and come secretly.
Now that I don't see her around, my heart is at ease.
It's just... Feeling that she is obedient, but also thinking about seeing her once, but seeing her less once, I feel a little inexplicably sad.
But suddenly he frowned, as if he heard some sound in his ear, if he sensed it, he looked back again.
This time, he looked towards the second floor of the restaurant on the opposite side of the street.
…
On the second floor, Jiang Rao was hugging the railing, poking her head on tiptoe.
Rong Ting refused to let her come, but she sneaked here. He said there were many people on the street, so she reserved the second floor of the restaurant and took a peek.
It's such a big day to study in the academy, how could she not come and see it
This is a letter of recommendation that she asked her father to write. His success today is half of her score.
Hearing that some ugly monsters on the street called him a cripple loudly, she even asked an old scholar she knew to scold those ugly monsters.
The old man is knowledgeable and scolds really well!
…
She is enjoying herself. Unexpectedly, Rong Ting would turn around suddenly, raised his eyes, and saw her accurately.
Subconsciously, she felt a nervous feeling of being caught, and she shrank her head down, blocking herself with the railing.
But from the gap in the railing, he saw him smiling at her.
Sure enough, I got caught...
But when he saw that he didn't have a fierce expression at all, and was still smiling at her, her subconscious fear disappeared, and she poked her head out from the railing again, faceless, blinking, and laughed too .
…
She didn't listen.
But in Rong Ting's slightly curved eyes, there is a joy that cannot be concealed at all.
There was a smile on her clean and waxy face, her grin was disobedient and she looked a little naughty.
The smile on Rong Ting's face became a little doting unconsciously.
Her smile is very clean, with two deep dimples on her lips, and her eyes are curved into crescents, which makes people feel good just by looking at her.
His eyes moved to her slightly shaking little head.
See a hosta, insert it flat into the hair.
Rong Ting's gaze became slightly deeper.
What she was wearing seemed to be... the jade hairpin he made for the first time in Yecheng.