The emperor carefully interrogated Nanny Jin and found out that the person who used some donkeys to deceive the ninth princess was Deng Caiming, Deng Zhaoyi's nephew and daughter, who is now the companion of the seventh princess.
Although this incident was not considered serious, it reflected Deng Caiming's audacity and greed from the side, and such inferior behaviors were most disliked by the emperor. Because Deng Zhaoyi also gave birth to the third prince, now he is in charge of the government and has done several beautiful errands. The emperor was very satisfied, and wanted to take advantage of the Queen Mother's birthday to lift her status. The prince's birth mother, no matter what, she has to be promoted to the concubine position to look good.
However, after this incident, the emperor simply and neatly crossed Deng Zhaoyi's name from the Jinfeng list. It is obviously not the first time that Deng Caiming deceived Xiao Jiu'er, and it is impossible for the Seventh Princess not to know. Not only did she not stop her, but she watched the play from the sidelines. Could it be that Deng Caiming got Jiuer's things and turned around and gave them all to her
While they were playing with Jiu'er's jewelry, they still laughed at her for being stupid, right? Is there any superiority or inferiority? Is there any sisterhood? Majestic princess, how can the eyelids be so shallow
The emperor couldn't stop thinking about it, and he became disgusted with Deng Zhaoyi, who was not well educated. He ordered someone to send a box of jewels to her palace, and said that he would also like to change some donkeys to roll around.
The second monk Deng Zhaoyi couldn't figure it out. He caught a glimpse of his daughter's sudden pale complexion before he felt it. He caught her and questioned her for a long time, and finally her beautiful face was deformed with anger.
When this incident happened at the most critical moment of promotion, not only was she unlucky, but her son's position in the emperor's heart also declined. These two unsatisfactory things have more success than failure!
Early the next morning, Deng Caiming was sent out of the palace gate by two old mothers, saying that he would never come in again in this life.
After everything was properly arranged, the queen took the newly released list of promotions to read. The third prince is extremely capable and sophisticated in his actions. He has often been in the limelight in recent days. As the saying goes, a mother is more valuable than a child, and the emperor conferred the title of Deng Zhaoyi in order to promote the third prince, which was already expected by the empress. The mother and son are a huge threat to Donggong.
I was thinking about how to deal with it, but I didn't expect my opponent to fall because of a few donkeys rolling, and he fell at the door. Thinking of this, the empress smiled unkindly, and sighed to her confidant, "Yu Xiang is indeed a good person, he should have been brought into the palace to accompany Jiu'er a long time ago."
Mammy echoed.
Yu Xiang didn't know that her behavior of instructing Qiu'er to report crimes caused a lot of trouble in the court. After returning home, she went straight to the old lady's main courtyard and chanted scriptures with her.
Both grandparents and grandchildren are very anxious now, and they can only calm down when they chant sutras. Eating, drinking and having fun together can't cultivate feelings, but going through difficulties together can quickly cherish each other. Because of Yu Xiang's sincere feelings for her grandson, the old lady liked this cheap granddaughter more and more.
"I'm back." Hearing the sound of the wheelchair turning, the old lady stopped chanting and turned her head to look.
"I'm back, did my brother send a message today?" Yu Xiang opened his mouth and asked.
"No," the old lady shook her head and sighed.
Yu Xiang's expectant expression immediately collapsed, and Tao Hong Liu Lu hugged her onto the futon, put her in a kneeling posture, took out a rusty ancient coin from her purse, put her palms together and began to recite sutras.
"What are you doing with a copper coin?" The old lady gave her a strange look.
"Ancient coins can drive away evil spirits, avoid disasters and ensure safety. I held them and recited the "Mahaparinirvana Sutra" for seventy-seven forty-nine days, and then let my brother take them to the northwest. My brother took all the miraculous medicines that Godly Doctor Pu gave me. " Yu Xiang explained in a low voice.
The old lady was very relieved, and took off her five blessing bag and handed it over, "Put the copper coins in it after reading the scriptures so that you can keep it, and take it with you when someone delivers the medicine later. We, grandparents and grandchildren, have nothing to help him. And pray a lot."
Yu Xiang nodded very seriously.
Yu Pinyan left very suddenly, it was just the beginning of spring, and he hadn't had time to go home yet. Yu Xiang and the old lady could only hide behind the door, wiping away tears while listening to the sound of horseshoes marching. Lin didn't even show his face, let alone send letters or things, as if he didn't have this son.
The old lady was already sad, seeing her being so ruthless, she couldn't help being furious, she ran to her yard and burned all the relics left by her son. If she hadn't retained some sense, she might even have burned her son's memorial tablet.
Mrs. Lin knelt at the gate of the main courtyard and cried all night. Yu Xiang wore a thick cloak and watched for half the night, and had many dreams in the second half of the night, and the dreams were full of Yu Pinyan.
Generations of ancestors died on the battlefield. Yu Pinyan knew the cruelty of war, but never thought it would be so cruel. It is completely different from the intrigues and intrigues in the court. There are only blood and fire, life and death, sword light and sword shadow here. The sky and the ground were crimson, and even the sun was stained with blood. No, maybe it was the blood from his forehead soaking into his eye sockets.
While Yu Pinyan was distracted thinking, he harvested his life neatly. The leader of the enemy army is approaching, three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters, murderous intent burst out in his eyes, and he raises the butcher knife to the horrified person who saw his sudden appearance, the blade is embedded in the flesh at the same time , he seemed to hear someone shouting in his ear, "Brother, get out of here!"
The head fell from the neck, and the gushing blood made a sizzling sound, spraying everywhere, Yu Pinyan turned the horse's head, and saw an arrow whizzing towards it wrapped in a strong wind, at an extremely fast speed. He only had time to move slightly to the left when he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
"The general has been hit by an arrow, protect the general! Hurry up!" Several soldiers shouted loudly, and then ran towards him. An enemy soldier who was trying to sneak attack was cut off by the soldiers who arrived in time.
The blood-stained general on his armor was still lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. The arrows fired by the powerful sleeve crossbow could pierce even the iron plate. Someone stepped forward to help the general, but he didn't dare to pull out the sharp arrow stuck in his chest. In addition to the sour feeling of losing his comrades, there was also a bloody smell that couldn't be washed away no matter what.
Death happens every day.
"Why are you crying? I can't die!" Yu Pinyan pushed away the soldiers who were supporting him, stood up tremblingly, raised his hand and pulled out the arrow from his chest.
"General, general, are you okay?" The soldier was incoherent in surprise.
Yu Pinyan took out a copper coin that was deformed by the arrow from his close-fitting pocket, and the murderous look in his eyes restrained as he spoke, "It's okay, this coin saved me from catastrophe. Get on the horse and continue to kill the enemy!"
He turned over and jumped on the horseback, and continued to rush forward. At this moment, all the blood in the world faded away, and the fear and confusion buried in the bottom of my heart about depriving others of their lives all turned into a strong desire to go back alive. He lives, only those he loves can live, and all those who stand in his way must die. This is war, which has nothing to do with benevolence and morality, but only with life and death.
The soldiers were very excited and rushed towards the enemy camp while shouting. Many vultures flew over following the smell of flesh and blood, covering the scorching sun above their heads, and from time to time issued a long, creepy howl.
The sky and the ground were red, and the chest seemed to have been gouged out with a piece of flesh and blood, and the pain was unbearable. Yu Xiang woke up screaming, looking around, there were still broken limbs and bodies, billowing gunpowder smoke, this place was clearly the bedroom of the ancestor.
The old lady was old and had a light sleep. She only took a quarter of an hour at noon and felt it was enough. She was sitting outside looking through the accounts when she heard Yu Xiang's scream and the Buddhist beads in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter. If her ears were still sharp, what Yu Xiang called seemed to be "Brother, run away"
The old lady threw away the ledger, walked in with a cane, and asked, "Did you have a nightmare? Did you dream about your brother?" Ever since the landslide, she had paid special attention to Yu Xiang's dreams.
"No, I didn't dream about anything." It's okay for Yu Xiang to be frightened, but she doesn't want the old lady to suffer along with her.
"Don't lie to me! I heard it all! Did you dream that Yan'er had an accident?" The old lady vowed to break the casserole and ask the end.
"Where, I just dreamed of the scene on the battlefield. There was blood everywhere, and vultures were screaming in the sky. It was terrifying. That's why I screamed. Ancestor, it's just a dream." Yu Xiang reluctantly pulled it out. A smile. Only she knew that her heart was about to burst out of her throat.
"Other people's dreams are just dreams, but yours may not be." The old lady sat on the edge of the couch and stared at her. This child is very spiritual, and the first time she recited sutras, it gave her a sense of mystery like gods and Buddhas singing in her ears, making her forget whether she was in the sky or the mortal world.
Yu Xiang didn't want to recall the scene in her dream at all, and she couldn't even sense whether Yu Pinyan was alive or dead. In order to avoid the old lady's questioning, she covered her chest and cried out in pain.
"What's the matter, it was fine just now. Come on, find a doctor quickly! Hurry up!" Seeing her pale face, dripping with cold sweat, and in pain, the old lady wished she could roll on the bed, and immediately threw away the dream After reaching the back of the head, he ran out and urged one after another.
The doctor came to check the pulse carefully, but after repeated several times, he still couldn't find the cause, so he had to prescribe a few medicines to calm the nerves and calm the mind.
It was only when Yu Xiang put her hand on her chest that she realized that the sharp pain was not an illusion in a dream, but real. She knew very well that she was not sick or injured, so something happened to Yu Pinyan. She forced herself to kneel in front of the Buddha and prayed in pain, praying non-stop, and recited all the scriptures that she could remember in her mind one by one, kneeling for a whole day and night.
The old lady stayed with her at first, but after three or four hours, she couldn't hold on anymore, and went back to the house to rest under Mama Mama's repeated persuasion.
"This child is sincere. He is clearly not a sibling, but he is closer than a sibling!" The old lady shook her head and sighed.
"Look at what you said, in Miss's mind, Lord Hou is her real brother, after all, because of the love she grew up with." Mammy Ma gently pinched the old lady's legs.
"What has she been doing these days?" The old lady pointed to the east wing.
"It made people buy a lot of satin and embroidery thread, saying that they wanted to embroider the portrait of the deceased Hou Ye and also cut clothes for the young lady living outside." Mama Mama unconsciously lowered her voice.
The old lady was silent for a long time before letting out a turbid breath, her voice impersonal, "Yan'er was fighting on the battlefield, but she has embroidered a portrait, she thinks Yan'er's life is too hard, she can't die, right!"
Suddenly realizing that the last sentence was quite unlucky, she hurriedly recited a sentence of Amitabha, and then sighed, "I can see through it, what is blood and not blood, flesh and blood, who has no heart, is worse than a stranger! This person is like a stranger!" People are far or near, relatives or estranged, just look at the word 'fate'. She and Yan'er have no mother-child relationship, but Xiang'er has a deep relationship with our Marquis Mansion, it's all God's will!"
The old lady finally let go of Yu Xiang's life experience, and sat on the couch in a daze for a while, then waved impatiently, "Go, burn all her embroidered portraits, embroidered threads, and embroidered frames! Tell me She said that before returning home, she is not allowed to be a demon again, otherwise she will take the divorce papers and go home."
Mother Ma promised in a low voice, and sighed that Madam did a good job. If she hadn't cared about the face of the young master, she would have been dismissed hundreds of times because of her ignorance!