In this deep palace, everyone has their own sorrow and their own cruelty. Her eyes are too vicissitudes, and she has long been unable to see the ashes under the prosperity.
When he returned to Yinggeyuan, Yan Xun was drinking in Meilin's pavilion. He has always been calm these years, except for necessary occasions, he seldom drinks. Standing on the porch, Chu Qiao looked at the upright young man in blue, and suddenly felt a pang of pain in her chest. She suddenly remembered that one afternoon many years ago, the boy woke up from a nightmare, grabbed her hand, and asked weakly, "Ah Chu, when can I get drunk at ease?"
At that time, they were too weak, and they didn't even have the courage to take a sip of wine with confidence. But now, with such courage, they shouldered even more responsibilities, which weighed them down so much that they could no longer hold the gold cup with peace of mind.
Sure enough, Yan Xun stopped after only drinking two cups. The cold winter is over, the plum groves are gradually falling, the breeze blows, the sky is full of flowers and trees swaying, the plum blossoms are colorful, the man in the green shirt has black hair flying, his eyes are closed, his head is raised, and the brows are lightly frowned, letting the white plums fall on his face. When the breeze blows, the sleeves are inflated, flaring like bird wings.
Chu Qiao didn't go over, but stood quietly in the distance, looking at the person who had been side by side for many years.
There are some feelings that others can't understand, some hatred that others can't bear, even if they are as close as they are, she still can't bear the bone-destroying hatred for him.
What she can do, maybe just watch from afar, and when it rains, give him the umbrella in her hand.
The most honorable woman in the empire walked away, but what was left behind was a huge boulder, crashing into the seemingly calm lake.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Concubine Shu Gui, who is the most popular in the harem, did not take over Mu Henayun's position logically. the biggest suspect. Officials from the Secretariat, the Internal Affairs Council, and the Dasi Mansion walked into the gate of Shuyun Hall like a revolving lantern. The seven-day investigation was fruitless, but the suspicion of Concubine Shu Gui was not cleared because of this. Under the intentional connivance of some people, Concubine Shu's status in the harem plummeted. The situation is not optimistic.
At the same time, Concubine Xuan of the Lanxuan Palace gained power out of thin air, served her bed for three consecutive days, and was canonized as a noble concubine on the fourth day. , taking full power to take care of Empress Mu He's funeral ceremony, she seems to be the number one person in the harem.
Concubine Xuan is different from the original concubine Yuan, and also different from Mu Henayun whose family has declined. The favored woman with the nickname Lanxuan also has a dazzling surname. She comes from an ancient clan that has been passed down for hundreds of years and has a strong family backing. Her full name is Zhuge Lanxuan.
The wind changed, and the Zhuge family rose, and suddenly became one of the big clans that kept pace with the Wei clan.
The birthday of the Great Xia Emperor is destined not to be a peaceful one. After the funeral of Empress Mu He, his birthday is only three days away, and on the same day, the emperor will marry his most beloved daughter to the son of Yanbei, completing the ceremony. This is a marriage gift that attracts the attention of the country.
All the bows and arrows were fully drawn in an instant. In the air, there was an atmosphere of urgency.
On May 17th, the sturdy cavalry all the way shattered the tranquility of the imperial capital. The birthday emissaries of the Batuha family in the northwest arrived late. Old Batu's youngest biological brother, Barley, cried bitterly as soon as he entered the city. He threw himself on the statue of the mother of the country in Ziwei Square, crying with snot and tears. Immediately, he was summoned by the Shengjin Palace. Because of his loyalty and patriotism, His Majesty the Emperor decided to summon him in person.
That night, both Zhuge Yue and Wei Shuye, the young master of the Wei Clan who had just returned to Beijing, received letters with the Northwest Goshawk printed on them.
Zhuge Muqing looked at it for a long while, finally put it aside, slowly shook his head and said: "Just say that the young master is sick and cannot go out."
Zhuge Yue frowned, stepped forward and said, "Father, why?"
Zhuge Muqing said in a deep voice: "Our goal has been achieved, and it is not appropriate to cause extra problems. The family power is not yet secure, and Lan Xuan still needs time in the palace."
"If we facilitate this matter, the emperor will value us even more."
Zhuge Muqing frowned slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Yue'er, don't you understand? Whether the emperor values us or not depends not on how much we contribute to the country, but on the strength of Zhuge's lineage." .General Meng has ruled the country for generations, but he is still just a general. He has no fiefdom and financial resources. The aristocratic family and the imperial power are separated and irreconcilable. This father has told you many times."
"But… "
"There is no need to talk about this matter. We will thank guests behind closed doors from today. Let's wait for the results in three days."
Zhuge Yue's words were forcibly interrupted by Zhuge Muqing. In fact, he wanted to say, if that idiot Barre can't succeed, and Yan Xun really escapes the imperial capital alive and returns to Yanbei to take the throne, what will happen to the emperor? What will happen to Daxia? What will happen to the whole world? They let go of the fierce tiger for their own benefit, what kind of disaster and calamity will it cause
He wanted to say that his father was already old, his eyes could only see the gains and losses and interests of each family, but he could not see the general trend of the world. If the country is not here, will Zhuge's line survive
If he really left, what about her? Will he also leave the imperial capital and go far away to Yanbei
Fortunately, although Barley is an idiot, Wei Shuye is still there. The Wei faction has lost power. If he wants to gain a foothold, he has to seize this opportunity.
Zhuge Yue raised his head slowly and murmured, "Don't let me down."
On the second day, Wei Shuye led eighteen warriors into the old Batu's mansion in the imperial capital, but the warriors in the northwest waited for a whole day, but they did not see Zhuge Yue's shadow.
When Barley and Wei Shuye met for the first time, they were not very reserved. They had the opportunity to work together in Southwest Daying. As soon as he was seated, General Barre immediately explained his purpose. The young upstart of the empire twitched his lips and said with an evil smile: "The Zhuge family gave up the great opportunity to serve the country. It seems that this opportunity to get promoted and make a fortune is destined to fall on you and my brothers." It's on the head."
Wei Shuye's face was gloomy, as if he didn't want to entangle with Barredo, he directly cut to the point, and said in a deep voice: "I'm stupid, the general is so confident, but he has a careful plan?"
Barre smiled triumphantly, "Of course."
May 18th, late at night.
The girl stood in front of the map and deliberated over her actions the day after tomorrow, and finally said in a deep voice, "Every link has been arranged properly, but I am still worried about going to the ancestral temple in the south of the city to ask for help."
Yan Xun raised his eyebrows, motioning for her to continue.
"According to the ceremony, you need to go to the ancestral temple to worship your ancestors, and then return to the palace with the ceremony officer to marry the princess. Although the guards on this section of the road are officers and soldiers dispatched by the Ministry of Rites, they are not reliable. If someone intercepts you on this section of the road If you do, disaster will happen.”
Yan Xun looked at the map, and said in a deep voice: "The terrain here is open, close to the Southwest Township, there are mixed fish and dragons, if there is an incident, a large army will be dispatched, and the Southwest Township has a lot of connections with us, they may not have the courage."
Chu Qiao shook her head, and said slowly: "Everything must be done perfectly. The more impossible the place, the more likely it is to make mistakes. We need to be prepared for all variables. Besides, you and I know that the Southwest town government envoy did not pledge allegiance to Yanbei , and did not pledge allegiance to you, we have to guard against it."
Yan Xun nodded, picked up the map, and began to plan possible battles and countermeasures.
Chu Qiao also took out a pen and paper, leaned over the desk and began to write.
After a stick of incense, the two straightened up at the same time, exchanged papers, only glanced at each other, and immediately smiled.
burn one's boats! Fight to the last stand!
If Emperor Xia dares to make such a bad move, then the entire Emperor Zhenhuang will come to see him off!
The two days were spent calmly. On the morning of May 20th, the entire Zhenhuang City was immersed in grand joy. The bright red brocade covered Jiuwei Street all the way from the Zijin Gate to the Dongcheng Gate. The Great Xia Emperor made his public appearance. Officials, merchants, common people, and civilians of the imperial capital blocked the street. It completely presents a picture of prosperity and magnificence in the prosperous age.
On Emperor Xia's birthday, all the prisoners except those who committed homicide were granted amnesty. On Ziwei Square, there were densely packed kneeling prisoners who had been pardoned. As soon as Emperor Xia's carriage approached, these people immediately shouted long live and thanked the emperor for his kindness.
Civil and military officials and envoys from all over the place knelt in front of Zijin Gate, and then followed the convoy to parade all the way to enjoy the worship of the people.
The parade continued into the afternoon, and a grand banquet was held in the Shengjin Palace. In the evening, the sky is full of fire trees and silver flowers, colorful lights are burning brightly, countless kabuki dance gorgeously on the square, and the vocal music is vast, spreading throughout the entire imperial city. The people cheered loudly, and the momentum was astonishing.
However, when waves of people cheered from Ziwei Square, on the road to the ancestral temple in the south of the city, there was a group of gorgeously dressed people walking slowly according to the etiquette.
Different from the jubilation in the inner city, the restricted area of the ancestral temple in the south of the city is still immersed in silence. The continuous cheers from a distance make the place even more dead silent.
The moonlight was dim, and the bright red palace lanterns flickered on both sides of the road. Yan Xun was dressed in a bright red auspicious suit, sitting in the carriage, with his eyes slightly closed, quietly waiting for the opportunity.
After driving for a while, the car stopped suddenly. Yan Xun opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and the last trace of hesitation in his heart receded immediately.
There was no sound inside the carriage, and the outside was also eerily quiet. It seemed that everyone had forgotten where this carriage came from, what its purpose was, and where it was going. Of course, they would never know anything about the people in the carriage Already quietly left without anyone noticing.
Behind a tall house, the warriors' war horses all wrapped their hooves in cotton cloth, and quickly stepped forward to meet the men who were approaching at a high speed. Ah Jing got off the horse and led the horse for Yan Xun, said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, everything is ready."
Yan Xun nodded silently, got on his horse, and then galloped towards the Southwest town government envoy on the other side of the long street. There, there is a field army drawn by the empire from Yanbei, guarding the imperial capital for a long time, with more than 10,000 people.
Although they are not his own, Yan Xun has decided to drag them into the bandit because of the fact that they are also from Yanbei.
Now, he's going to call for help.
Suddenly, the knife light flickered!
Amidst the shouts of killing, the guards of the ancestral temple drew their knives in their hands. Everyone was agile and agile. Where are the guards of the ancestral temple
"Yan Xun is plotting rebellion! Rebels should be killed!" The assassins roared wildly, brandishing their sabers and rushing forward. The defensive line formed hastily by the ritual officials was as fragile as a paper wind lantern, and it was broken in an instant. The ceremony officer who led the team only reacted at this time, and shouted: "There are assassins!"