Nangong Yue sat by the window blankly, holding an unfinished purse in her hand, and she hadn't seen her move a needle for a long time. A few servant girls wanted to make her happy, but even if they broke their mouths, she would at best answer absent-mindedly, as if her whole heart followed Xiao Yi to the battle.
Why.
Baihui was helpless, every time Shi Ziye went far away, Shi Zifei would be out of her mind for a long time.
But there is no other way, the only way is for the concubine to recover by herself, or, if she is in the mansion, Xiaobai and Xiaoju can come over and have a kiss in Caiyi...
Thinking of the two cat owners at home, Baihui glanced out of the window thoughtfully. She was just looking casually, but she didn't want to catch a glimpse of Xiaohui standing on the stone table in the yard, with her back to the window. , seemed to be pecking at the gray feathers on his chest.
Huamei followed Baihui's gaze and saw Xiao Hui, and the two maids looked at each other, both thinking of leaving for a while.
Just leave this difficult task to Xiao Hui.
"Xiao Hui!" Huamei skillfully took out a pack of jerky, intending to lure Xiao Hui over to make the Crown Princess happy.
Xiao Hui moved on the stone table, and turned around slowly. Only after it turned around did Baihui and Thrush realize that there was another basket behind it. The problem was—
How does this basket look familiar
The two maids immediately thought of it, and their brows twitched. Isn't this the same basket that Xiao Si always carries in his hand
Sure enough, the next moment, they saw a young eagle with white fluff poking its head out of the bamboo basket, looking up at Xiao Hui with watery eyes, and making a tender cry...
Xiao Hui flapped its wings and flew up, grabbed the basket neatly, and flew towards the window...
Baihui and Huamei were already dumbfounded, and the same thought came to mind: Does Xiao Si know that Han Yu is here
However, this is a good opportunity to make the imperial concubine happy!
Thinking of this, Huamei turned her head and said excitedly: "Concubine Shi Zi, Xiao Hui stole Han Yu here."
Sure enough, the absent-minded Nangong Yue was slightly startled, and looked over at the sound, and the next moment, she saw Xiao Hui gliding into the room from the window with its huge wings spread out, and then put the basket in the room where Nangong Yue was. Arhat on the bed.
Nangong Yue blinked in surprise, looked at Xiao Hui, then at the little eagle in the basket, she couldn't help touching her forehead, she was really angry and funny.
Little Hui, it really behaves like A Yi!
As expected of A Yi who picked it up!
After putting down the basket, Xiao Hui flew half a circle around the room, and stopped beside the basket, looked down at the little guy in the basket, and lightly pecked its fluff.
Nangong Yue looked at the big and the young with some amusing lips, and thoughtfully expressed the feelings of the two maids: "I'm afraid Xiaosi doesn't know..." If he knew, he would definitely not be quiet, I'm afraid they have already come to the door.
They all knew that Xiao Si had to follow Guan Yubai on weekdays and couldn't take care of Han Yu all the time, so Feng Xing took care of her most of the time during the day, and in all likelihood, Xiao Hui brought the basket here while Feng Xing wasn't paying attention. coming.
The three of them looked at each other, and they couldn't help laughing. This little gray is really too clever.
"Elder Concubine."
Lily's voice broke the silence in the room, and she happily ran in through the curtain.
Xiao Hui's body is so big, and this bamboo basket is so eye-catching, it's impossible for her not to see it, a doubtful light flashed in her eyes, but she was still thinking about business, so she didn't ask any further questions.
"Concubine Shizi," Baihe said quickly as she bent her knees, "...they have already left."
The "they" in Lily's mouth refers to the generals who were summoned to the Garrison Mansion.
Although Nangong Yue didn't let them watch Guan Yubai's side, but Guan Yubai summoned the crowd to guard the mansion, but most of them disobeyed and refused to obey, and she heard to some extent.
Nangong Yue was not worried that Guan Yubai would not be able to hold back the scene, as expected, all the generals had arrived in just half an hour. But now... Nangong Yue took a look at the sky, and it was already past Shen Shi.
Since they were talking about military affairs, they naturally couldn't disturb them at will. Except for the first round of tea, they didn't even ask for tea, let alone lunch. Others are fine, anyway, in extraordinary times, it is common to be hungry and full, but Guan Yubai's body is much weaker than ordinary people.
Nangong Yue asked someone to prepare lunch early, and when she heard that they had finished their business, she asked, "Baihui, is lunch hot?"
"Yes." Baihui said, "I cooked some porridge as you ordered, and it has been hot on the stove."
Nangong Yue nodded, "Send it to Mr. Guan." After a pause, she added, "And Han Yu."
Amid Xiao Hui's dissatisfied cries, Baihui and Baihe carried the food box and Hanyu's basket to Guan Yubai's residence.
Xiao Hui chased after him unwillingly, his hovering figure seemed to be complaining: Hey, what are you doing? I finally brought Han Yu back, why did you return it? !
Nangong Yue helplessly looked at Xiao Huifei's figure fading away in mid-air through the window, and shook her head, the expression on her face became much lighter. The imperial concubine smiled happily, um, give it an extra meal tonight.
Baihui and Baihe walked hurriedly, and soon arrived outside Guan Yubai's courtyard. Before entering the courtyard, they heard Xiaosi's questioning voice: "Didn't you promise me that you would take good care of Han Yu?" In his voice It's almost like falling out of ice.
"I really just went to the latrine for a while! When I come back, the basket will be gone." Fengxing defended himself helplessly, feeling wronged in his heart, he can't let him carry Han Yu to the latrine, right? ...Even if he was willing, Xiao Si wouldn't be happy, right
Xiao Si said coldly: "Then you won't send Han Yu to me, and then go to the latrine?"
Baihui and Lily looked at each other amusedly, and walked into the yard side by side, and not far away, Xiao Si was angrily staring at Feng Xing.
Feng Xing touched his nose with a guilty look on his face.
Seeing this scene, Lily burst out laughing unceremoniously, attracting Feng Xing and Xiao Si to look over.
As soon as he saw the basket in Lily's hand, Fengxing's eyes lit up, and then he looked at Xiao Hui hovering above Lily's head, and suddenly realized: "It turns out that Xiao Hui stole Han Yu!"
Feng Xing stared at Xiao Hui fiercely, if Xiao Hui was alone, he would go up and give him a good lesson, but it was an eagle, how could he reason with an eagle!
This time it's really a big loss!
Lily laughed unceremoniously, "You still say that you can't even look at Han Yu!" She puffed out her chest triumphantly, "When I was raising Xiao Hui, I never lost it! "
Feng Xing rubbed his nose and thought: That's because there is no other eagle coveting your Xiao Hui, unlike their Han Yu who is so popular! Not only everyone loves everyone, but also the eagle sees the eagle loves!
Xiao Si hurriedly took the basket, seeing that the little eaglet inside was sleeping soundly, he finally felt relieved.
Baihui laughed and lifted the food box in her hand, and got down to business: "Where is your son? The concubine ordered us to deliver lunch to you..."
Xiao Si glanced in the direction of the main room, and said: "My lord is seeing a guest."
Baihui followed Xiao Si's gaze, and saw a young captain standing in the main room, with his back to the door and clasped his fists to report.
Baihui raised her eyebrows and immediately recognized the figure from behind.
That is-
Mo Xiuyu!
At this moment, the person who was talking to Guan Yubai in the room was none other than Mo Xiuyu. He looked dusty, his face was covered with fine scum, and his eyes couldn't hide the tiredness. Obviously, as soon as he arrived in Yanding City, he ran to see Guan Yubai without washing and changing clothes.
However, Mo Xiuyu's expression seemed a little stiff. Before he set off, the Shizi had told him to report the result of the trip directly to Marquis An Yi when he came back. At that time, he felt strange, but the order of the Shizi was a military order. , Mo Xiuyu didn't ask any more questions, but he was just guessing in his heart whether the son would go to war soon.
Thinking of this, Mo Xiuyu became very anxious, knowing that the mission of his trip was of great importance, so he hurried away and returned day and night. When he came back just now, he learned that the son had gone out early in the morning, and secretly regretted that he still One step late. Afterwards, he heard that Marquis An Yi was in charge of the affairs of the three cities, and his heart became more complicated: I'm afraid that the son of the world had planned this long ago, so he ordered himself like that? ... I don't know what An Yihou did to the elder son to force the elder son to give such an order!
The more Mo Xiuyu thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became, but he understood that now that his son was away on a campaign, it was definitely not the time to turn against this An Yihou.
He barely suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and told the truth: "...Master Hou, all the people who will be brought back at the end of this trip have returned safely, without any casualties, but four or five people have dizzy symptoms, and two others have symptoms of dizziness." Vomiting, diarrhea, but nothing serious."
"Lieutenant Mo, you have worked hard on this trip." Guan Yu said with a smile, the words came from the bottom of his heart, he calculated the time needed to go back and forth, and of course he understood how much effort Mo Xiuyu and his party had put in to get there early When I came back today, I also brought back this crucial good news.
Mo Xiuyu only took Guan Yubai's words as a courtesy, so he also responded politely: "Master Hou, this is the duty of the last general."
Guan Yubai half-cast his eyes and pondered for a moment, it seems that the direction of this concoction should be right... He pondered and said: "This prescription should still need to be adjusted slightly, and I still have to ask Mrs. Lin and Shi Zifei for this matter." Helped..."
As he said that, Guan Yubai raised his eyes to look outside the house, and was about to summon Xiao Si, but found two familiar figures beside Xiao Si.
It was a coincidence.
Guan Yubai and Baihui met each other's eyes and gestured to her.
Baihui and Baihe entered the house together, and greeted Guan Yubai together.
Guan Yubai asked Mo Xiuyu to repeat the report just now, Baihui looked cautious, and asked those people how long the symptoms of dizziness and vomiting lasted, their complexions, whether there was any abnormality in the vomit, etc. Mo Xiuyu knew that Baihui was the concubine's personal servant girl, so of course he knew everything and said everything, but on the other hand, he was also grateful: Fortunately, the concubine was in Yanding City. In case the Marquis of An Yi has any selfish intentions to seize power, there is also the Shi Zi Concubine who can raise her arms and preside over the overall situation.
After Baihui took a pen to write down carefully, she left immediately and went back to her life with Baihe.
Nangong Yue originally thought that it would take at least a day or two for Mo Xiuyu to come back, but he didn't expect him to come back earlier. She couldn't wait to take the paper written by Baihui, and then ordered Baihui to get the prescription, and compared the two papers to think carefully.
Perhaps one more point can be subtracted from the Silver Snake Root Grass, one point more from the Ring Root Grass, and...
Nangong Yue was concentrating on scribbling and correcting the formula, carefully adjusting the formula.
The maids on the side were also busy, thinking: the eldest son is not here, the imperial concubine can have something to do, and it is good to be distracted, so as not to worry about the eldest son all day long and lose her mind.
After a stick of incense, Nangong Yue finally put down the pen in hand and said, "Let's go to my grandfather's place."
Only Lin Jingchen has the most complete herbal medicines in Nuo Da Garrison.
Lin Jingchen and Han Qixia were not here today. There was a soldier in the wounded barracks whose wounded leg was festered. The military doctor judged that the leg might need to be amputated.
However, Nangong Yue was very familiar with this place, so she went to the small pharmacy without anyone leading the way. I thought, when she finished trial-making the concoction, it would be about time for my grandfather to come back, so I just showed it to my grandfather.
Nangong Yue thought that cooking medicine in the pharmacy was boring, so she asked someone to move the small red clay stove to the yard.
After picking out the herbs, she boiled the juice herself. After a while, the air was filled with a strong aroma of herbs and steaming white smoke...
While observing the fire, Nangong Yue casually asked Baihui: "How is Miss Sun these days?"
Baihui had been sending someone to keep an eye on Sun Xinyi, and quickly replied: "Concubine Shizi, Miss Sun has been doing well recently, but she goes to the wounded barracks to help every day..." After a pause, she added with a subtle expression, "When Mr. Fu went to pick up Miss Han, he had already met that Miss Sun several times..."
Nangong Yue was not surprised, she raised her lips and smiled, and said, "If she comes to pay her respects in a few days, you should be warm to her..." The next good show is waiting for her.
Nangong Yue said "if so", but her tone was very firm, as if she was sure that Sun Xinyi would come to her again in the next few days.
Baihui has never had any objection to Nangong Yue's orders, and immediately bowed her knees to comply.
"Hey, it seems to be raining?"
In the sky, drizzle was falling, and it was cool on Nangong Yue's face.
Nangong Yue remembered the last time Xiao Yi said that it hadn't rained in the capital for two months, and it seemed that someone was using it to frame the Fifth Prince, but now she doesn't know what to do...
Speaking of the capital, it still hasn't rained yet, but the people in the entire capital already know that the fifth prince will personally go up to the roof to pray for rain, and they are all looking forward to it.
On the auspicious day set by the Qin Tianjian, the emperor, empress, and all the princes and civil and military officials went to the Tiantai in the royal garden.
In the king's capital in November, the rising sun in the sky can no longer suppress the howling cold wind. In the royal garden, most of the trees and vegetation have been eclipsed with the advent of winter. Only the ancient pines around the majestic Altar of Sacrifice to Heaven are still lush. .
At that time, all civil and military officials knelt down under the platform, only the empress stood in front, looking up at the jade steps above.
The fifth prince Han Lingfan, who was wearing the prince's python robe, walked on the jade steps, and walked towards the high altar above at a leisurely pace. Every step was so calm and firm.
The atmosphere around the Temple of Heaven is solemn and dignified.
Everything was carried out in an orderly manner according to the procedure of offering sacrifices to the heavens. Han Lingfan held up three sticks of incense, stepped up to the highest point of the altar with three steps, and knelt down to offer incense to the tablet of the emperor of heaven.
Once, twice, three times...
While Han Lingfan was kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, the officials on the ground also kowtowed, each of them seemed devout and respectful, but in fact, everyone had no idea in their hearts, and some acquainted ministers secretly exchanged glances , communicating silently:
"Will the fifth prince's prayer for rain work?"
"I can't see it..."
"There is neither wind nor a little cloud, how can it rain?!"
"..."
Most of the ministers secretly thought that it was not good. Today, after the fifth prince prayed to the sky for rain, if it didn't rain, they would have to kneel here all the time. As long as the emperor didn't say to get up, it would be fine if they knelt for an hour or two. It's light, if it doesn't work well, it will be three hours, or even four hours...
If it rained in the end, it would still be a reasonable result, but what if it just wouldn't rain
Doesn't it prove that the fifth prince is indeed not the real son
Hey, it hasn't rained for more than two months. Can you really say it will rain
The officials kneeling on the ground below had their own thoughts, but Han Lingfan on the altar of offering sacrifices to heaven knew nothing, and still kowtowed wholeheartedly to pray for rain.
After he finished his salute, a servant made a gesture to the rear, followed by thousands, no, tens of thousands of Kongming lanterns rose slowly, carrying thousands of prayers, into the sky Flying away, like the bright stars in the night sky, flying higher and higher, and disappearing into the white clouds in the sky one after another...
Han Lingfan raised his head and stared at the Kongming Lantern in the sky without blinking, and so did the empress, especially the empress who was already covered in cold sweat on her back.
She didn't know that asking for rain was a dangerous move, but the emperor also said that the thunderbolt from the blue sky would do too much damage to Xiao Wu's reputation, and only in this way could he suppress the opinions of the government and the public, and even the people of the world.
Otherwise, Xiao Wu's position as the crown prince would always be a bit insecure.
The queen's hands hidden in her sleeves were tightly clenched into fists. In fact, she did not believe that Han Lingfu would really hand over the method of praying for rain to Xiao Wu without selfishness. However, the emperor told her that praying for rain was just a process, and Qin Tianjian had already done so. After calculating the sky, it is said that there will be rain today. Even if there is no rain in the end, he has made arrangements and will not let Xiao Wu bear the blame.
After more than twenty years of husband and wife, she naturally believed in him.
The queen tried her best to calm herself down, staring intently at Han Lingfan on the altar.
Not only the empress, but even Han Lingfu was sweating profusely. Whether he could win back his father's trust depended on it.
Xiao'er said that as long as the salt powder is thrown into the clouds, it can rain. For this reason, he spared no effort in manpower and material resources, and prepared 10,000 Kongming lanterns...Since it is Xiao'er's method, it will definitely succeed. Han Lingfu convinced himself in his heart.
rumbling...
I don't know how long it took, suddenly there were bursts of thunder in the sky, followed by gusts of cold wind, pouring straight into people's necks...
But both the emperor and the empress and all the officials showed joy on their faces.
It looked like it was going to rain.
At this time, everyone raised their heads in unison and looked up at the sky.
Tick tock, tick tock...
A few drops of bean-sized raindrops fell amidst the bursts of thunder. At first, they were just a few drops, which made a crackling sound on the surrounding pine branches and leaves. Transparent water curtain.
The sounds of wind, rain and thunder are intertwined, as if the heavens are playing a vast piece of music together.
The officials below couldn't care less about kneeling any longer, and they were all overjoyed. I don't know who was the first to cheer loudly:
"It's raining, it's really raining!"
Others followed suit and shouted, one after another:
"It's raining! His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince is really the one!"
"That's right, the emperor has sharp eyes, how could he misjudge someone! I have a successor to Dayu!"
"..."
Amidst the cheers, the corners of Han Lingfu's mouth curled up, and he breathed a sigh of relief: It's done! After all my hard work, this errand was finally done!
This time it really killed two birds with one stone. First, he won back the trust of his father; second, he also showed kindness to the fifth emperor and the queen. With the fifth emperor's temperament, he must accept his love!
A sharp light flashed in Han Lingfu's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. This is the first step...
On the altar, Han Lingfan was also very happy. His robe was already wet from the rain, and it was wrapped around him wetly.
He raised his handsome face, let the rain fall on him, and showed a bright smile, "It's raining! Great, it's raining!"
"Your Highness," the little eunuch behind him reminded softly, "It's raining heavily, be careful not to get wet."
Han Lingfan responded, and the rain fell down his hair, cheeks, and neck, blurring his vision, but Han Lingfan felt that he had never felt so happy.
He couldn't wait to share the good news with his father and mother, so he hurried down the jade steps...
Suddenly, his feet seemed to slip, his body shook in mid-air, and he lost his balance.
The queen below immediately noticed this, her pupils narrowed sharply, and she shouted: "The emperor..."
Amid the queen's screams, Han Lingfan's thin body staggered down the jade steps and rolled down the cold stairs...
There was a dead silence all around.
Only the sound of wind, rain and thunder can be heard endlessly, rumbling.