The conversation between the emperor and the empress was not a big deal.
And in the harem, sending away a Zhou family didn't seem to be a big deal.
However, the emperor's visits to the harem became less and less.
In the harem, since Chen Baolin gave birth to the fifteenth prince in the twenty-sixth year of Qingyuan and became a talented person, no more children have been born.
The young concubine refused to give up and told the queen about this matter, but the queen naturally ignored her.
It’s not like there isn’t.
From the 30th year of Qingyuan, the emperor could basically enter the harem three times a month.
Now even the queen can't guarantee the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.
But the Queen doesn't care.
The queen has developed a lot of wrinkles, but she is no longer as cold as she was when she was young, and her life is becoming more and more comfortable.
In the imperial garden, Concubine Ning met Concubine Yan.
Nowadays, Concubine Ning's children have already moved into Ruiqing Palace, and Concubine Yan's children have also been sent away this year.
When two people met, they had nothing to say before. Now that they are both out of favor, they can say a few words.
"Why don't you sit down together?" Concubine Ning invited.
Concubine Yan nodded, and the two of them sat in the pavilion together.
In April, the wind blew, carrying the fragrance of unknown flowers.
"I never thought that Concubine Yan would fall out of favor so quickly." Concubine Ning suddenly laughed.
Concubine Yan was not angry either: "Who doesn't fall out of favor now?"
"Yes, in Beigong Garden, the Liu family is dead, do you know?" Concubine Ning asked.
"She is alive enough. After so many years." Yan Fei said.
"Yes, but she is only about the same age as me." Concubine Ning smiled and shook her head: "Those of us who came out of the dormitory are already lucky to be alive and in high positions. I am, Concubine Shun is, Concubine Hui is.”
"Sister Concubine Ning is much more peaceful now." Concubine Yan said.
"Really? In the past half of my life, I have actually been very cowardly. I dare not do anything. I am not as powerful as you, but you are just struggling, and in the end it is nothing more than this." Concubine Ning said.
"No. From the beginning of the gang fight, I was most afraid of entering Cheng'an Temple. So I could only give birth to a child or climb up." Concubine Yan took a deep breath: "Not everyone in this harem is like Concubine Jing. Many people can’t do it without going to Cheng’an Temple.”
Concubine Ning stopped talking.
Yes, she was also afraid when she didn't raise the twelve princes in the past.
"How many people really... love the emperor? It's just that they don't want to suffer." Concubine Yan also smiled: "Now you and I are the same. The past things, why don't he just disappear? The days are long, you and my body It’s not bad, and I still have many more years to live.”
Concubine Ning chuckled after a while: "You are right."
Yes, the days are long and they will live for many more years.
In Beigong Garden, Mrs. Liu breathed her last.
She already has white hair, so how can she still tell that she is the Concubine Kande from back then
Before she died, she thought, after all, there are no winners in the harem.
No one wins, and she can't see the end.
The third prince already had several children and was living a good life.
She had nothing to worry about.
She misses her child so much now.
Maybe you can see it this time, or maybe you can't.
The child was clean, but she was covered in sin.
Who knows, anyway, she left.
In the thirty-third year of Qingyuan, it was the middle of winter in the ninth year of Concubine Jing's death.
Qingyuan Emperor Qi Yixiu came to the end of his life. He is only fifty-six years old this year.
In the last two years, due to poor health, he had let go and asked the prince to supervise the country. Prince Qi Yan is already very familiar with this.
He is a good emperor, he governs the officials clearly, knows people well and makes good use of them, treats his senior ministers kindly, and is tolerant to the literati.
To quell chaos, control floods, bring luck, and mint coins. Reopen the cabinet.
He also had many heirs, and during his thirty-three years in office, the treasury was the most abundant since the founding of the Yi Dynasty.
Together with the later Emperor Qifeng, he was called the Second Saint King.
In the thirty-third year of Qingyuan and the fifty-first year of Qifeng, due to the prosperous times, the coins minted became the best coins in the following dynasties.
It is the most valuable coin after a thousand years.
At this time, Qi Yixiu was lying on the dragon collapse, with many people kneeling below.
"I... am about to go."
Everyone below is crying.
"After I leave, Yan'er should respect your mother as the queen mother. Your mother has worked hard all her life, so you must know how to be filial." Qi Yi cultivated.
"Yes, father, don't worry." Qi Yan cried.
"I know that you will treat your brothers well, so there is no need to give orders. I have written to you all your mother's posthumous titles. I can rest assured. I have taught you enough about national affairs, and you are better than me now."
"A father will always be a father and can always teach his son." Qi Yan said.
"Good boy. The people in my harem are also arranged by you and the queen. They have all served me before, so don't treat them harshly. Minister of the court, you are also a good manager, I don't worry. Your teacher Mr. Pei is now If you are seriously ill and unfortunately die, just use the imperial master's ceremony to bury your mother, so as not to make the world think too much."
He favored Shen Chuliu because of Shen Chuliu.
Pei Jiancheng is what he is today because of himself.
Taken together, it was an insult to both of them.
"Yes, Father."
"I will leave you with one last word. In the future, when you establish a prince, you should do your best as I did." Qi Yi cultivated the Taoism.
"Yes." Qi Yan wiped away tears: "Dad, don't worry. I dare not say anything else, but when I become emperor, I will definitely not let down your hard work over the years."
"Good boy, give me that box. I want to take it into the coffin." Qi Yixiu said with a smile.
On the fourth day of the lunar month, he opened a flat box and handed it to him.
Inside is a necklace made of gold, inlaid with rubies and agate.
"Look, your mother. She likes flashy things like this. But it looks so good on her." Qi Yixiu closed the box with great effort and put it on his chest.
He slowly closed his eyes and chuckled: "My beloved, she is really beautiful like this. However, there is some space on this neck, so I will put a collar on you. Gold is very good and cannot hold you back." Style.”
He spoke so quietly that no one else could hear him clearly except the prince, queen and second princess who were closest to him.
In front of Qi Yixiu was Shen Chuliu, who was in his twenties.
Wearing a red dress and combing her hair in a high bun, she was holding her sleeves with one hand and polishing his ink with the other.
There is a light fragrance on the body.
Her eyebrows are curved, and she has very few jewelry. A pair of bracelets are placed on the table to avoid polishing the ink.
The neck is empty.
Qi Yixiu looked up from the desk and saw only a section of snow-white neck.
After hearing what he said, the man laughed: "Okay, the emperor will give me the collar, and I will work for the emperor. We don't owe each other anything."
At the end, Qi Yan heard the people on Longtan say: "How can we not owe each other? You have deceived me for a lifetime, but you must pay me back for a lifetime. Only in this way can we not owe each other."
The north wind howls outside the window, Emperor Qingyuan has passed away.
The modern extra is at the back. Once again, if you don’t want to watch the extra, you can withdraw it. If you leave it, don’t worry about what I masturbate. Don't say I cheated money.
(End of chapter)