The group took a carriage back to Bishui Hutong.
"I don't know something." As he got out of the car, Gu Changqing suddenly said.
"What's the matter?" the old sacrificial wine asked.
Gu Changqing pondered: "Since the late emperor's Dragon Shadow Guard is loyal to His Majesty, it should be clear that His Majesty values Jiaojiao very much, why would he help Zhou Wei to hurt Jiaojiao?"
The old sacrificial wine replied: "This is the difference between Long Yingwei and ordinary dead men. They are tools for killing people. They have no ideas of their own and will only obey orders. His Majesty asked them to be loyal to Concubine Jing. It is their imperial decree, unless His Majesty takes them back in person."
"So..." Gu Changqing suddenly realized that he had been in the barracks for so long and thought he was familiar with the field of Zhao Kingdom's masters, but unexpectedly, he only understood the tip of the iceberg, and there was such a terrifying power hidden beneath the surface.
"I'm still too young."
he murmured.
The old sacrifice wine patted him on the shoulder: "It's not too late to know now, your grandfather is His Majesty's confidant, he must have known about the existence of the Dragon Shadow Guard, but the time has not come, so he never told you. The Dragon Shadow Guard in the early years was very powerful. It's a pity that the dead and wounded are the only ones left in this generation. His Majesty himself has never seen the horror of Long Yingwei, and he has no idea what he gave to Princess Jing. What kind of murder weapon."
Gu Changqing nodded: "No wonder Eunuch Wei said that His Majesty recently sent a few more secret guards to Concubine Jing's side."
The old sacrificial wine said: "With the Dragon Shadow Guard, where is the need for the Dark Guard? Your Majesty is too young."
"Wait." Gu Changqing suddenly remembered something, "Your Majesty has been assassinated once. Could it be that there is Long Yingwei among those people? Did Long Yingwei even kill His Majesty?"
"That's not true." The old sacrificial wine shook his head, "Long Yingwei will not assassinate His Majesty. This is the first order given to them by the late emperor, and the second order is to obey His Majesty. Even if His Majesty asks them to kill himself , Long Yingwei will also follow the first order first. The person who assassinated His Majesty last time was Proton Chen, but it is impossible for Proton Chen to know His Majesty's whereabouts so well, he has an internal response in the palace."
Gu Changqing said, "Is that person who should be Concubine Jing's wife?"
Lao Jijiu touched his beard and fell into contemplation: "There is currently no evidence that it was her. If it was her, why did she assassinate His Majesty? What good would killing His Majesty do to her?"
Gu Changqing thought for a while: "What if her purpose is not to kill His Majesty, but to stab His Majesty and blame it on Empress Dowager Zhuang?"
In fact, His Majesty did place the assassination on Empress Dowager Zhuang's head.
The old sacrificial wine looked solemn: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."
If this is the case, then Concubine Jing is too scary. She can still take revenge against Empress Dowager Zhuang, or compete for the position of Empress Dowager, but Her Majesty respects her so much, she can also do it—
"Hopefully we guessed wrong." Gu Changqing said.
His Majesty respected Concubine Jing so much, except that it was not born in her stomach, it was almost the same as her own flesh and blood.
Gu Changqing understands His Majesty's feelings for Concubine Jing very well, and Gu Chenglin and Gu Chengfeng once did the same to Aunt Ling.
The difference is that Concubine Ling is just a concubine. Gu Chenglin and Gu Chengfeng knew from a young age that they had a biological mother, and in their hearts, a biological mother is more important.
When His Majesty was born, he was carried into the palace of Concubine Jing, and adopted the name of Concubine Jing. The mother and son have been close to each other for many years. It was not until he grew up that His Majesty learned that his biological mother was a palace maid.
At that time, he had long been unable to have any feelings for his biological mother.
The late emperor would not allow him to have a mother-son relationship with a lowly court lady.
If His Majesty was hurt by Concubine Jing, the blow would be devastating.
While the two were talking, the carriage arrived at the door of the house.
The carriage stopped, and the surroundings were silent.
Only then did the two hear a small, even snoring sound coming from around them, but it turned out that Gu Jiao had fallen asleep holding the pillow at some point.
The little girl slept soundly, her cheeks pressed against the pillow, making her flesh chirp, and she was roasted red by the sultry weather.
The two couldn't help but laugh.
This girl, she really doesn't have the slightest interest in these things, so she just went to sleep without putting on a sack.
I go down first.
The old sacrificial wine said silently.
Gu Changqing nodded, and bowed to the old sacrificial wine as a junior salute.
Neither of them woke Gu Jiao.
Gu Changqing stayed on the carriage, took a palm fan from under the table, and fanned it gently for Gu Jiao.
It's cool now, and Gu Jiao's frowning brows are stretched.
Seeing this scene, Yao shi, who was picking vegetables in the front yard, touched his slightly bulging belly, and his eyes flashed with a hint of softness.
Gu Jiao slept directly until Xiao Jingkong came back from Guozijian.
As soon as the little trumpet jing arrived home, she began to babble tirelessly, and it was difficult for Gu Jiao not to wake up.
Fortunately, I slept well.
Gu Changqing still has something to do in the barracks, so he won't stay for dinner.
In the evening, the smoke from the cooking in the alley was curling up, and Xiao Liulang also returned from the Hanlin Academy.
He went to Laojijiu and talked about some things. When he returned home, he found Gu Jiao sitting in the east room, dazed.
She slept all afternoon, and it stands to reason that she should be in good spirits.
But her small sighing appearance really sighed the essence of Xiao Qingkong's imitation of the next door Uncle Zhao.
Xiao Liulang couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips.
After eating, Gu Jiao went back to the house listlessly and continued to be dazed.
Xiao Liulang knocked on the door: "It's me."
Gu Jiao sat up and said, "Come in."
Xiao Liulang pushed open the door and entered.
Gu Jiao thought that he was here to bring her mung bean soup again. Although she was not hungry, she sat down at the table very cooperatively.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Liulang didn't hand her a bowl of mung bean soup, but just looked at her like that.
Gu Jiao gradually noticed something was wrong.
She raised her head to meet Xiao Liulang's eyes, and asked strangely, "Why?"
Xiao Liulang's bottomless eyes shone brightly, with a helpless smile that he didn't even notice: "Don't you want to wear a sack?"
"Huh?" Gu Jiao pricked up her ears! Then she blinked, looked out the window, and said solemnly, "I'm not that kind of person."
Xiao Liulang almost believed it, and he helped a person out of bed. You are indeed not that kind of person.
Xiao Liulang held back his smile and asked with a serious face, "Then... enter the palace to see if my aunt is going?"
Gu Jiao sat up straight: "This... of course!"
"Put this on." Xiao Liulang brought a set of little eunuch's clothes like a conjuration.
After he went out, Gu Jiao put on her clothes and put on her hat.
The door was opened, and a playful little eunuch came out.
Xiao Liulang was caught off guard, his eyes straightened.
He never expected that a woman would look so playful and cute when she wore the eunuch's clothes, her big eyes were twinkling, the water was sparkling, her face was the size of a palm, her facial features were so exquisite, even the head The red birthmark that was criticized also seemed to have a different kind of spiritual energy.
If all the little eunuchs in the palace looked like this, what kind of concubine would they accept and what kind of show would they choose
"Does it look good?" Gu Jiao asked.
"It's okay." Someone said coldly, "Get in the car."
The two got into the carriage.
Today, Nan Xiang personally went to Qinghe Academy to pick up Gu Xiaoshun and Gu Yan. Liu Quan was free, but he was no longer free now. He was going to send them to the palace.
Gu Jiao sat obediently in the carriage, straightened her legs, and stretched her little toes all at once, she could see that she was in a good mood.
The carriage came to the gate of the palace, and Xiao Liulang generously showed his Renshou Palace token.
"Excuse me to see if there are others in the carriage?" the guard said politely.
Xiao Liulang opened the curtain and let the guards look at it generously, but in fact he blocked most of Gu Jiao and could only see the little eunuch's clothes.
Xiao Liulang said without changing his expression: "It's the little father-in-law of Renshou Palace."
"Ah, so that's the case, Xiao Xiu wrote the request." The guard turned sideways and let go.
The carriage drove all the way through the Golden Throne Hall, and when it was near the harem, it couldn't go any further.
Xiao Liulang said: "Okay, stop here, Uncle Liu, go back first, and we will go back by ourselves later."
Liu Quandao: "I'll wait for you!"
Xiao Liulang said: "No, my aunt will send someone to send us."
"Yes." Liu Quan smiled, "Then I'll go first!"
After Liu Quan left, Xiao Liulang and Gu Jiao went to the vicinity of Huaqing Palace.
In summer, the days are long and the nights are short. It is getting late, but the twilight is still boundless.
Concubine Jing had the habit of taking a walk to digest food after dinner. After dinner, she went to the Imperial Garden with Madam Cai and others.
What happened in the Huaqing Palace in the morning affected her somewhat, and her face was not very good-looking.
Madam Cai supported her, and a few little palace maids followed behind and dared not speak.
"Go and sit in the pavilion." Concubine Jing said to Madam Cai.
"Yes." Grandma Cai helped her up the steps and sat down on the stone bench of the pavilion. Then she instructed a little palace maid, "Come and make a pot of flower tea."
"Yes!" The little palace maid went to a nearby tea room to make tea.
The evening breeze is swaying, the weeping willows are Yiyi, and the Royal Garden is bathed in tranquility and peace.
The little palace maid brought tea and poured a cup with both hands and presented it to Concubine Jing.
Grandma Cai stretched out her hand to pick it up, touched it, gasped for breath, and said sternly, "Bold! Do you want to burn the concubine to death?!"
"Ah! The servants don't dare!" The little palace maid was so frightened that she threw herself down on her knees, and because of the too much movement, the tea in the cup swayed out and splashed all over her hands, and the back of her hands turned red in an instant.
Concubine Jing said softly: "Forget it, she didn't do it on purpose. She is young, just teach her more. You get up."
"Many thanks to the concubine! Many thanks to the concubine!" The little palace maid was grateful and stood up tremblingly.
"Put it down." Concubine Jing said looking at the tea in her hand.
"Yes!" The little palace maid put the tea on the stone table.
Concubine Jing said again: "Let me see your hand."
The little palace maid shrugged her hands behind her back: "Don't dare to insult the noble eyes of the goddess!"
"Just show me." Concubine Jing's tone was kind.
"...Yes." The little palace maid lowered her head and stretched out her hands nervously.
Concubine Jing looked at the back of her hand and said, "It's all red, you don't have to wait in front of me, go back and apply some ointment." She said, paused, and said, "I almost forgot that this is not a nunnery, You little girls have no ointment in your hands. Mammy Cai, take her to my room and give her a bottle of scalding ointment."
Mama Cai smiled and said, "The lady is really kind and kind."
"Thank you, Empress Dowager!" The little palace maid knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.
The maid and eunuch who saw this scene on the side thought that Concubine Jing was really a kind-hearted master. She had eaten fast and chanted Buddha for many years, and she had a bodhisattva heart and was much easier to get along with than the one from Renshou Palace.
Doing things in Renshou Palace, always put your head on your waist, I don't know when to offend that person, and it's unreasonable to be beaten to death.
Mama Cai led the little palace maid to retreat.
Xiao Liulang who was not far away withdrew his gaze and said to Gu Jiao, "I feel sick in my stomach, I suddenly want to go to Gongfang, you wait for me here... Forget it, don't wait, you go to Renshou Palace first, and I will wait a while. Go by yourself."
Gu Jiao looked at Concubine Jing, who was not far away, and then at Xiao Liulang, nodding like garlic!
Xiao Liulang's lips curled slightly, and he pursed his lips: "Then I'll go."
Gu Jiao: Hurry up, hurry up!
Xiao Liulang, who was disliked by his daughter-in-law: "..."
Xiao Liulang walked to Gong's room, naturally he didn't really want to go out.
He walked as far as possible, and after the rockery that no one passed by, he took out a bamboo flute from his wide sleeve.
He just went to see the old sacrificial wine, and he has learned from the other party's mouth about Gu Jiao's assassination and what happened in the Huaqing Palace, and that Concubine Jing has the death of the emperor in the hands.
There is one thing that even Lao Jijiu and His Majesty may not know, that is, Princess Xinyang also has dead soldiers left by the late emperor.
Xiao Liulang calmed down and blew the bamboo flute in his hand.
On the lush tree, a black figure holding a long sword, leaning against the tree and closing his eyes suddenly moved his ears and opened his eyes. Skip away!
Madam Cai left with the little palace maid whose back was red-hot. Only Concubine Jing and the rest of the palace servants were left in the pavilion.
"The slaves, go and pick some flowers for the goddess," said a little palace maid.
"Alright."
Concubine Jing nodded, "You all go, finish picking soon, it's getting dark."
"Yes!"
The four palace maids and eunuchs went down the steps and picked flowers among the flowers.
There are several dark guards ambushed around.
call out!
A dark guard is missing.
call out!
Another dark guard is gone.
shhhhhh!
All the dark guards are gone!
Concubine Jing faintly noticed something, frowned, and turned around, but she was sacked by someone before she could see it clearly!
After all, she is good at martial arts, no better than the Crown Princess, she turned her fingertips, and a poison needle shot at Gu Jiao!
Yo ho!
Poisonous scorpion!
Fortunately, Gu Jiao was prepared, she turned to the side, grabbed the needle and stabbed it towards her thigh and arm!
Concubine Jing didn't even have time to call, so she was poured out of medicine!
The explosion begins.
(End of this chapter)