From this day on, Han Lingguan, King of Shunjun, formally supervised the country on behalf of his father, exercising the power of the Son of Heaven, and handling the state affairs of the court.
Due to the emperor's serious illness, the early court was temporarily canceled. From the next day, that is, the second day of September, for the time being, Han Lingguan, the cabinet ministers and several important ministers discussed the court affairs in the imperial study.
Early in the morning, Han Lingguan spoke righteously about the emperor's stroke to the officials. He first expressed his concern about the emperor's illness as a son of man, and then angrily reprimanded the fifth prince for being unfilial and disrespectful, and made the emperor sick. The prince wrote a letter of guilt to atone for his crime.
Everyone present knew the weight of the three words "Letter to Oneself", and the imperial study room was silent for a moment, and all the ministers had different thoughts.
En Guogong's expression froze, and he quickly objected: "My lord, your majesty's dragon body has not healed. It's hard to say where this happened! Your lord may not be too impatient!"
En Guogong knew in his heart that Han Lingguan was clearly trying to make trouble, and he intended to take this opportunity to completely suppress the fifth prince, and he absolutely could not let Han Lingguan succeed. Once the fifth prince writes a letter of guilt, his name of unfilial piety will be considered a crime, then he will have no chance of turning over in the future, and he will never have a chance to be on the throne...
"Grandpa Guo is right. Only the emperor knows about it. It won't be too late to discuss everything after the emperor recovers." Another adult also echoed.
"Master Wu, what you said is wrong." The Minister of the Ministry of Industry took a quick look at Han Lingguan, and raised his objection forcefully, "Under the eyes of everyone the day before yesterday, it was His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince who personally admitted that the Emperor fainted in the study room. At the scene, another servant proved that His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince was mad at the Emperor, the evidence is convincing, there is nothing to argue about..."
The minister of the Ministry of Industry stated with reason and evidence, and many other ministers also nodded repeatedly.
In the face of such clear evidence, no matter how much En Guogong's faction argues, it seems powerless. En Guogong can only insist that the fifth prince is a prince, and that only the emperor can decide the guilt...
What happened in the imperial study room spread to the harem in no time.
After listening to the little servant's report, the queen's expression was gloomy, her brows were tangled together, and her brows were frowning. Last night, the queen could not sleep almost all night, and suddenly had a lot of gray hair.
After the queen waved her hand, the little servant retreated, only the queen mother and son were left in the hall, and the air was very dull.
"Mother's Queen," Han Lingfan looked more clear, with deep guilt in his eyes, and said awkwardly, "It's my son who fell ill with my father, even if I wrote a letter of guilt..."
"Fan'er, don't do stupid things!" The queen urged anxiously, "Your second brother doesn't want you to sin against yourself at all, he just wants you to never turn over!" The queen clenched her fists tightly, Gritting teeth.
Han Lingfan smiled wryly, and said slowly: "Mother, I understand what you said. I just don't like fighting..." He was not stupid, and he didn't know what tricks the second emperor was playing.
Han Lingfan took a deep breath and clenched his fists unconsciously. He raised his eyes to look at the Queen, and said firmly, "Queen Mother, I can sin against myself, but if the Second Emperor wants to use this as a means to make my son Yield, my son will not plead guilty."
Looking at Han Lingfan's firm eyes, a thin layer of mist appeared in front of the queen's eyes, and she felt even heavier in her heart...
She knew that it would only become more and more difficult for Han Lingfan in the future!
The autumn wind is rustling, rustling the leaves outside, the leaves are gradually turning yellow, and the weather is getting cooler...
Another two days passed in the blink of an eye, and the emperor was still unconscious on the sickbed. The imperial physicians had a collective consultation in the emperor's bedroom, but they were helpless and did not dare to take the risk of prescribing strong medicine to the emperor.
That night, the Empress Dowager who had gone out to worship the Buddha came back in a hurry after hearing the news, and stayed overnight in front of the emperor's bed, until the Empress invited Princess Yuncheng to persuade her, and the Empress Dowager returned to the palace to rest.
A few days passed, and the emperor's health showed no signs of getting better, and the situation in the court became more and more unfavorable to the fifth prince...
King Han Lingguan of Shunjun took advantage of the opportunity to supervise the country, and began to suppress the faction that supported the fifth prince, and removed many officials from his posts. The DPRK and China take on important tasks.
Han Lingguan's actions are so big, Gu Mo, Li Heng and other people from Gongjun Wang's lineage naturally also noticed it, but thinking that since Shunjun Wang didn't target them, he just chose to stand by and watch with nothing to do , Let the two factions fight, so that they can buy some time for King Gong who is far away in the western border.
After a lot of fighting, the sect of protecting the heirs suffered heavy losses. In just four or five days, Duke En Guo was already several years old, and he felt that he was about to lose control of the situation...
In today's court, the only one who can have this prestige to overwhelm the court is probably only Princess Yongyang.
However, Yong Yang was disheartened because of the emperor's attitude towards Xiye last time. After Nangong Xin was removed from the fifth prince's accompanying reading, Yong Yang took his granddaughter and grandson-in-law and his wife away from the capital, and has not returned yet...
Ever since the emperor suffered a stroke, En Guogong has sent people to look for it in a hurry, but there is no news yet.
The entire king is immersed in a weird and depressing atmosphere, some people are gloomy, some are just about to move, and some are still hesitating...
On the sixth day of September, there was another wave of trouble. Headed by the Minister of Rites, nearly half of the courtiers jointly signed a letter, asking the fifth prince to sin against himself in the name of disloyalty and unfilial piety.
"Clatter..."
The torrential rain that had been brewing for several days finally hit the capital.
The royal capital was shrouded in a torrential rain, but the southern border was sunny and sunny. The weather was warm and comfortable, and it was most suitable for a nap.
Two cats, one orange and one white, are close to each other, forming a picture of Taiji with their chubby bodies. They are sleeping comfortably on the desk by the window and basking in the sun. The golden sunlight is shining on them. Their sleek fur seems to be glowing.
"Yi Yi!"
A childish voice screamed excitedly, and the little guy in a cute tiger suit nimbly crawled towards the cat, while Juanniang carefully followed behind him, keeping a certain distance from him.
The little guy crawled under the table in twos and threes, grabbed the table and stood up unsteadily, staring at the two cats sleeping together with a pair of black jade-like eyes.
The cats, who were sleeping soundly, finally reacted. Mao Xiaobai raised his head, yawned lazily, and showed his sharp canine teeth.
"Yi—" Xiao Xiaoyu looked directly at the white cat and waved a small fleshy hand at it excitedly.
The proud white cat didn't show any face at all, and yawned again, then lowered its head again, and affectionately licked the orange cat's neck twice...
The orange cat, which was sleeping deeply, was motionless from head to tail, only making a "cuckoo" sound when it was licked comfortably.
"Yeah!" The little guy who was ignored still didn't give up, grabbed the edge of the table with his right hand, and tried his best to touch the orange cat with his left hand...
Seeing that his white and tender fingertips were about to touch the orange cat's fluffy tail, suddenly a white tail accurately swung over and smacked the little guy's fleshy paw in disgust.
"Giggle..."
Xiao Xiaoyu let out a crisp laugh, tried to stand on tiptoe, and continued to stretch out his little hands towards the cats...
"Little Grandson!" Juan Niang was in a hurry, and wanted to pick up Xiao Yu, but she was a step too late.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
This time, the white cat stretched out its right front paw, and slapped the little guy's hand at least a dozen times quickly, the white cat's paw was so fast that it almost turned into a phantom...
The series of paws of the white cat looked rough, but it retracted its paws, not hurting the little guy's delicate skin at all.
"Hee hee hee… "
Xiao Yu only felt that the cat was playing with him, and laughed even more happily, but the servants in the room were all frightened, and fell silent for a moment, and Miss Juan was so frightened that she knelt down and hurried to hug the little master .
However, the little guy refused to give in, and stretched out his little meaty claws towards the two cats...
"Meow—" Mao Xiaobai stared at the little guy with his teeth bared, as if he wanted to scare him away, but Xiao Yu was still at an age where he didn't know how to be afraid, twisting his body between Juanniang's arms, and he didn't want to be hugged at all. Walk.
Not far away, Nangong Yue, who was embroidering on the Luohan bed, put down the embroidery work in her hands and looked over. Knowing that the little guy would not be reconciled if she didn't touch the cat, she ordered: "Thrush, go and take the little white and the little orange." Take it elsewhere."
Huamei responded, and went towards the two cats. Little Xiaoyu yelled "Wow" as if he knew that his playmate was about to be snatched away.
The room was noisy, and Xiao Yi, who came back from the barracks, walked in through the curtain.
Seeing the chickens and dogs jumping around in the room, he raised his eyebrows with interest and asked, "What's wrong?"
Seeing Xiao Yi came back, the maids backed out tactfully, and Juan Niang also hugged Xiao Yu under Nangong Yue's gesture.
Nangong Yue circled the little guy, patted him on the back and tried to coax him, but the little guy still stared in the direction of the two cats, his big eyes were misty with grievance, as if to say, why can't I go find them Play
Nangong Yue was a little funny, so she told Xiao Yi about Mao Xiaobai punching Xiao Xiaoyu several times just now.
Hearing this, Xiao Yi burst out laughing unceremoniously, looked at the little guy in Nangong Yue's arms with contempt, put his finger on his brow, and jokingly said: "Stinky boy, you really didn't Use! Even a cat can bully you! Thinking back to your father, I was invincible all over the world since I was a child. Take a detour!"
He stroked his chin triumphantly, as if he still had a bit of nostalgia.
Nangong Yue couldn't help but twitched the corner of her mouth, she really didn't know what to say. Did Ah Yi forget that their brother Yu is not yet one year old...
Xiao Yi poked his son's cheek again, and said: "Stinky boy, where you lost it, you have to find it from there! Just wait, dad will catch the cat for you!" What about this boy? , you should wrestle and beat, don't be too squeamish, and it's not raising a girl!
As he said that, Xiao Yi stood up abruptly and walked towards the two cats by the window.
Sensing the dangerous aura, Mao Xiaobai's tail instantly stood on end, and his hair exploded. It looked at Xiaoju, who was sleeping soundly, and jumped over the window sill and ran away with a "meow".
Xiaoju seemed to feel that there was something missing beside her, and lazily opened her eyes, her pupils shrunk into a thin black line in the golden cat's eyes, she was about to look left and right, but found that her body was suddenly lifted into the air...
"Yeah!" The little guy burst into laughter when he saw his father hugging his playmate, and kept screaming excitedly.
But Xiaoju looked at the little guy who was getting closer and closer to it with disgust, showing a loveless expression, "Miwu", it groaned aggrievedly.
When the warm cat was put into the little guy's arms, he was finally satisfied, he hugged the cat's soft belly and giggled, and Xiaoju made a "whoop" sound from time to time, as pitiful as an encounter The girl who killed the flower picker...
Xiao Yi let the two little guys play by themselves on Luohan's bed, and casually talked to Nangong Yue about the letter from Feige that he had just received from Wangdu...
The more Nangong Yue heard it, the more surprised she became. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, the situation in the capital has undergone earth-shaking changes!
The emperor clearly loves the fifth prince so much, how did he get to this point...
"Ayi, the emperor seems to have become more confused these years..." Nangong Yue murmured.
Back when she and Xiao Yi were still in the royal capital, the emperor was suspicious and sick, but he was not so... The emperor is indeed not a wise king, but as long as the country is not in chaos, he is good enough to deal with political affairs. It's crazy!
Could it be that this is the sequelae left by the emperor's previous stroke? !
The so-called "stroke" is caused by blood overflow in the brain due to the disorder of Qi and blood, blockage of cerebral arteries.
A few years ago, after the emperor recovered from a stroke, his body was not as good as before. He should have a good rest, cultivate his energy and calm his mind, and not be angry or sympathetic. However, the emperor was busy with government affairs, so how could he rest? Too many dreams and easy to wake up, after a long time, it will only make him qi deficiency and blood stasis, stagnation in the heart...
In such a vicious cycle, it is inevitable to be entangled in emotions, worried about gains and losses, and easy to get into a dead end...
But even so, would the emperor make himself sick because the fifth prince had different political views from him
Nangong Yue frowned slightly, looked up at Xiao Yi, and asked, "Ah Yi, Your Majesty... Is he really having a stroke?"
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, and a faint sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "I don't know the inside story... But judging from the emperor's stroke, King Shunjun took control of the court so quickly, this matter is very likely* *It's not that simple..." Except for the fifth prince, the emperor's sons are all doing whatever it takes to achieve their goals...
Hearing this, Nangong Yue's eyebrows and eyes inevitably showed worry, and said: "What will happen to the emperor? And the fifth prince..." Grandmother Yongyang and elder brother are not in the capital now, and the life of the fifth prince may be very difficult. better than...
Xiao Yi held Nangong Yue's Weiliang plain hand, looked into her eyes, and said slowly: "Xiaobai also said that with the current situation of Dayu, the emperor's princes may not be able to support it. I'm afraid it will be more chaotic..."
According to the official language, among the emperor's several princes, the fifth prince is indeed pure in nature, but he lacks the means to be a ruler. Not only is it difficult to gain a foothold in this chaotic court situation, but he is also unable to suppress the barbarians everywhere.
Nangong Yue's expression was more complicated, her eyes were half-drowned, and the eyes were dim, and the room was silent for a moment.
"Hehehe..." Unlike his mother, the chubby little guy didn't have any troubles at all. He was rocking Xiaoju on the Arhat bed with his arms in his arms, smiling very happily.
Both the young couple looked at the little guy who was enjoying himself, his big eyes smiled into a cute crescent shape, Nangong Yue couldn't help but also smiled, his expression gradually relaxed, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
With a slight effort, Xiao Yi pulled Nangong Yue into his arms, and said with a smile, "Ah Yue, I heard that there are many Gobi desert grasslands in Xiye. Although it is not suitable for long-term living in southern Xinjiang, it has a unique style. Wait. After Xiaobai and I have defeated Xiye, how about we go to play together?"
Nangong Yue also stopped thinking about the turmoil in the royal capital. No matter the past life or the present, Dayu seems to be unable to escape the established trajectory, and it is doomed to decline day by day...
It's not like their southern region is full of vitality, with a vast sea and sky!
Nangong Yue, who was leaning against Xiao Yi's arms, closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her dark pupils were full of clarity.
"Okay, Ayi, let's go together!" Nangong Yue looked up at him and nodded vigorously.
"Meow!"
At this time, Xiaoju on the side finally couldn't take it anymore, and excitedly writhed her limp body in the little guy's arms, and the little guy had already fallen asleep with the cat in his arms.
Nangong Yue was a little amused, and hurriedly took Xiao Xiao Yu's quilt from the side and stuffed it into his arms. Xiao Ju was finally able to get away, and the orange hair all over her body was rubbed limply by the little guy.
Xiaoju landed lightly on the ground, turned her head and glared at Nangong Yue with her golden cat eyes, "Meow—" Then she ran away quickly with her tail cocked, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Nangong Yue couldn't help covering her mouth, seeing Xiaoju running away, she suspected that it might not dare to come to Bixiaotang for a few days.
Afterwards, Bixiaotang did not see Xiaoju, but Xiaoyu missed Xiaoju as a playmate, and ordered the nanny and maid to take him to find Xiaoju every day. Fortunately, the palace was big enough, Xiaoju hid in Tibet, It was only found once in three days...
In the night of this day, I could hear the cat's shrill or excited screams coming from the Bixiao Hall, which added a bit of vitality to the night in the palace.
At this time, Baihua Street in the east of the city was even busier than this Bixiao Hall.
This Baihua Street is the famous Qinglou Street in Luoyue City. The streets are full of Qinlou and Chu Pavilions. It is deserted during the day, but at night it suddenly changes its appearance, decorated with lights and festoons. Lanterns illuminate the entire Baihua Street as bright as day, and the singing of "Yi Yi Ya Ya" and lingering music surround your ears, and occasionally you can see some coquettish women in bellybands and light gauze coming out Solicit customers.
There are people coming and going on the bustling street, a young man wearing a brocade robe, pale face, and thin figure rode his horse and galloped along Baihua Street, and came to the busiest three-story loft in the middle of the street with a clear goal, " "Called" to stop the horse.
"Brother Lu, isn't this Brother Lu?" A man's sharp voice suddenly came from behind.
Lu Jiu quickly got off his horse and followed the sound, only to see a middle-aged wealthy businessman with a big belly striding towards him with a smile on his face.
"Brother Huang!" Lu Jiu suddenly remembered, and cupped his hands at the other party with a smile.
At this time, the young Mr. Gui came up quickly from the inside, took the rope for Mr. Lu graciously, and ordered the handyman to carry the horse to the stable.
"Brother Lu, why haven't you come to Hongxiao Pavilion for so long?" The man surnamed Huang walked up to Mr. Lu, patted his left shoulder and said affectionately, "Brother and a group of brothers miss you so much!"
Lu Jiu sighed, and said helplessly: "Brother Huang, you don't know that my younger brother used up all his money last time, and later he had to give a jade pendant to the madam. This time, my younger brother also went home to get the silver, so I was in a hurry. I'm afraid that the madam will sell the younger brother's jade pendant, and the younger brother will cry without tears!"
"How could it be!" The Gui Gong beside him smiled and comforted him, "How dare our madam sell the things of Mr. Lu!"
"That's good! That's good!" Lu Jiulang laughed.
The man surnamed Huang raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, and asked, "Brother Lu, from your tone of voice, it seems that your jade pendant has a rather complicated history. Could it be your family's jade pendant?"
"That's not true, but it's more important than the family heirloom jade pendant!" Lu Jiu said, walking towards the gate of Hongxiao Pavilion with the man surnamed Huang, "This is a token of love from my beloved woman , the little brother will redeem whatever he says!"
"Brother Lu is so handsome, surely his sweetheart must be a celestial being, right? Brother Lu is really blessed..." the man surnamed Huang said enviously.
The conversation between the two men attracted the curious eyes of some passers-by, wanting to see what kind of romantic person would bet the token of love from his "qing ren" in a brothel...