Chapter 565 Is it really one heart? Not necessarily

The pale sunshine in February shines into the long corridor, and the light and shadow shaking on the red wall are like frozen pond water, a little lazy and trance. The mottled traces left at the root of the wall are unknown and desolate in the still cold wind. About the nine palaces, the world imagines endless prosperity and honor, flowers and clusters. Even if there are many emotional literati in various miscellaneous stories to write down the sadness of beauty and white bones, it is also hidden under the brocade and jade, which is a deep palace complaint. The sad spring and autumn in the world, but I don't know that on this golden tile red wall, some dilapidated and difficult to describe and decorate, revealing that there is little reach in the eyes.

Even if you are in it, you rarely pay attention to the need to bend down and look down to see the cracks in this prosperity.

A rapid pace sounded from the other end of the corner, and there was no one, and I was already anxious.

The woman's golden embroidered clothes, clouds and pearls, painted exquisite makeup with solid frost, her hands caged in fur sleeves, and walked without squinting. Her eyes were burning unwillingness, and even ignored the obviously easy-to-see wealth around her, let alone pay attention to the dilapid gap at the bottom of the wall.

She is Liang Zhaoyi, the seventh prince, and her biological mother is Queen Kong's aunt.

Although according to the system of Dalong Palace, her rank is under the nine concubines, Liang Zhaoyi doesn't even look at the noble concubine because of the queen's "special care".

However, she has never been favored. Although she has a dragon heir, she has never been promoted to another level.

She came to complain today. She just entered the West Warm Pavilion of Kunren Palace. She will straighten her knees and can't hold back her angry tone: "Sister, An's concubine is getting more and more rampant. Where is the appendix? The Holy Order can't get involved! She found out where the holy driver was and went to deliver the ginseng soup..." The delicate makeup was ferocious because of gritting her teeth and the frost disintegrating: "The emperor actually allowed her to enter! This is beyond. How can my sister allow her to bully her face!"

Liang Zhaoyi's complaint did not arouse the queen's jealousy, but she frowned slightly when she heard the three words "anshan" and slowly scraped the carvings on the stove.

"You live with her in Chuxiu Palace. Over the years, the conflict has become more and more intense."

"Sister, my concubine is not for you!"

"Hit!" The queen raised her eyebrows and said sharply, "Don't use your little thought on me."

Liang Zhaoyi bit the corners of her lips angrily, and the bottom of her eyes were wet and red: "My Qilang's life is bitter, and there are Liulang in front of him. What is Li's concubine? It's just three or two points..." But after all, she didn't dare to spit out the man. Liang Zhaoyi took a deep breath: "Even if Qilang is not more knowledgeable than Balang, it's better than Liulang. The bonus points are the most unpopular... Even a hairy child dares to bully him. Who let me be just Zhaoyi.

The queen looked at her nails and the corners of her lips were cold: "If you hadn't been busy fighting for jealousy with Concubine Li and An, how could you have been pinched? You had already been promoted to the position of Concubine and wasted my pains... Who can be blamed by Qilang? It was you who instigated him, but when he got the opportunity, he asked for the title for you in front of the emperor and slandered Liulang and Halang ignorantly. What the emperor hates most is that the prince is involved in the trouble between the harem concubines. How many times have I warned you, say it yourself!"

"How can it be instigated by a concubine, Qilang is also out of filial piety..."

The queen couldn't stand it and put the heater in her hand on several cases: "I tried my best to convince the emperor to finally be moved. He wanted to set the niece of the new subject list for Qilang... He was fine. He disliked that he was not beautiful enough and came from a poor family. He went to the saint toss around, which made Longyan angry. This time, he settled Cao Shi, are your mother and son finally satisfied?

Liang Zhaoyi finally felt a little embarrassed: "The Cao family and the empress dowager are married, and Qilang married the daughter of the Cao family, which will also be helpful to the prince in the future."

"Narrow!" The queen slapped the case: "Even if there is no marriage of the Cao family, the Empress Dowager will protect the throne. Don't do this!"

"There is no way to be a concubine. Qilang didn't know where to inquire about the daughter of the Jiang family. She said that she was fat and looked very ordinary... Several young men don't like beauty, not to mention that Qilang is the emperor."

The queen smiled bitterly and shook her head repeatedly: "Marrying a wife is to help the door. Will there be less beautiful concubines around Qilang in the future? Fortunately, I still have high expectations for Qilang and hope that he can become the right arm of the prince in the future... You are only jealous of An Concubine, and you don't learn from other people's wisdom. Your heart is on the emperor. You never make your own decisions and teach your son to be easy to learn and have good.

"That's why my sister should be careful of her concubine. She must be ambitious!" Although Liang Zhaoyi was dissatisfied with the queen's contempt for the seventh prince, she suppressed herself and resolutely aimed the spearhead at the mother and son of An.

The queen stared at her cousin for a long time, and finally became powerless: "An concubine's origin is not obvious, and the eighth prince does not have a mother's support. If it is peaceful and prosperous, the imperial power is naturally based only on the holy will and the momentum of foreign relatives, but at present... The throne is often constrained and must rely on strength. The emperor has no intention of consolidating with Hachiro, and their mother and son are not a threat. "

"Sister! That's because Halang is still young and the marriage has not been decided yet. It's hard to guarantee his future wife's strength.

"What can we do with the momentum of one door? As long as the eighth imperial concubine is not from the Yan and Su factions in the future, there is no need to worry. Instead of staring at the mother and son of An, Silang is the big trouble, and even the king of Fu is more threatening than them. The queen frowned heavily: "Although King Fu's biological mother is humble, his concubine is the eldest daughter of the Duke of Wei... I can't always feel at ease... There is no suitable-age woman in the Kong family, but your niece is about the same age as the Su family Sanlang. At this time, you should pay attention to her upbringing. If the holy intention remains, the Liang family is not hopeless to marry the Su family."

The queen's vision is far-reaching, but she doesn't know that the emperor is about to live, and all plans have become castles in the air.

In the warm pavilion, the emperor who had just passed the needle could not hide his fatigue, so he had to kneel down and pinch his shoulder for him and close his eyes to refresh his mind.

"Have you considered Hachiro's future marriage?" But he suddenly asked.

Concubine An's gentle look was condensed, and he replied to Wanrou for a moment: "But it's up to the emperor."

The emperor opened his eyelids slightly: "I want to hear what you mean." While talking, he had stroked An's hand and pointed to the case.

"Concubine... never considered." Although An was given a seat, she lowered her eyes respectfully.

"Sanlang's side concubine Ning has a sister who is two years younger than Hachiro. This year, I asked the Empress Dowager to post. Please pay attention to her." The emperor did not ask, but directly complained.

Concubine An's fingertips trembled slightly, but she got up respectfully: "My concubine obeys the order."

"Well, you go back. Hachiro is a good boy. I will plan well for him. His own princess... Regardless of his birth, he should be gentle and virtuous." The emperor's words are gentle, but his eyes are slightly opened.

Even if no one looked at her, An Concubine still made an impeccable blessing and maintained her smile.

It was not until she came out of the appary that she tightened the maid's arm.

The maid was chattering and honorably, "This is a place of appendix. The emperor strictly ordered that the concubines were not allowed to step in, and even the queen was rare to enter. Unexpectedly, she asked the Empress to send ginseng soup... but it was the first decent meal." Suddenly, the maid of honor almost did not exclaim.

"The corridor is slippery, and I almost slipped." An Concubine's palm has relaxed for a moment.

The maid looked at the water-free road inexplicably.

An Concubine looked up at the shallow sunshine leaking between the clouds.

The Ning family is not prominent. The eldest daughter is the third prince's side concubine, but the emperor intends to make the second daughter the eighth prince's concubine... Although the Ning family is the queen's relative, it is only wandering around. There was once a concubine of the Kong family who married the eldest son of the Ning family, and she is not a concubine Ning... At present, the second daughter of the Ning family will never become the imperial concubine. Qualification, unless...

Unless Concubine Ning becomes the imperial concubine in the future, the Ning family may rise.

Storage, it is going to change.

Concubine An took a deep breath. The emperor intended to make her Hachiro the arm of the new king, but she could not rely on the power of his wife.

The honor and disgrace of the Ning family depends on the will of the three princes in the future!

is the third prince...

Concubine An suddenly smiled. For Hachiro, as long as it is not the prince.

An's party had just entered the corner. In the opposite direction, the third prince bowed his head with his hands and walked unimped into the appendix without hindrance, but suddenly stopped on the edge of a pool of Lanyang. His eyes looked at the curved path opposite the pool and went deep into plum red, and there was a dark look in his eyes.

There are some memories, just like yesterday.

In a trance, there seemed to be a woman's profile under the plum tree.

Suddenly, he hugged* and smiled slightly: "Sanlang, do you miss your father... You are so young that he has to leave Beijing. You should not remember... Your father is very good, and I miss him very much... Sanlang, do you know how happy your mother is at this time... You and your father are the mother's favorite people..."

Suddenly, Zhu Pi's beautiful girl, her eyes were full of sadness, and she was also looking forward to her return under the plum tree, and she turned a deaf ear to his light call.

Love is that kind of emotion, either happy or sad, sinking.

"Mother concubine, tell me what it's like to be so happy..." The third prince muttered to himself and suddenly turned his back.

The pace is unwavering towards the other end of Qingshi Yong Road, with more than ten servants standing in the warm pavilion.

Gradually, the bottom of the eyes is calm, and there is no sadness or joy.

In front of his son, the emperor has restrained the fatigue and laziness of facing Concubine An just now. He sat down with his feet, put his arm on the table, and held his palm slightly.

Even Grandpa Zhan bowed his waist and withdrew from the warm pavilion and waved his hand to the attendants outside the cabinet to avoid far away.

The third prince did not get a seat and stood aside.

"How's it going?" The emperor asked, gently glanced at his son's face, and saw the light outside the window paper faintly reflected in his eyes, with a slight glow, and a trance... He seemed to see a pair of very similar charming eyes and looked at him tenderly.

Lanzhu... I have never forgotten you. Soon, we will see you again. From then on, there will be no one to disturb you... Please don't resent me, don't refuse me for thousands of miles, and give me another chance.

The emperor's heart shook like this, and the solemnity of his eyebrows faded until he heard his son's quiet tone.

It is completely different from the woman in memory.

"The fourth brother has learned about the dance... My son is through Zhang Shishu and Su Tanhua's mouth." The third prince will report it once.

"Are you sure that Shiro will not doubt it?" The emperor frowned slightly.

"The fourth brother is cautious and should be suspicious, but even if he guesses that Zhang Shishu will use him to deal with the Kong family, he will go into the urn. He has begun to investigate, and the children's ministers have arranged it properly. The two prostitutes are very credible. It is true that Zhang Tai's son to invite his friends to a banquet. He was drunken that day, and what he said is unprinted. Elephant, the fourth brother didn't notice anything strange about him.

"You must have arranged the person who had a banquet with him." Only then did the emperor feel slightly relieved.

The third prince defaults.

"Next, it depends on what action Shiro does." The emperor said again, taking a look at the third prince, and his tone was slightly soft: "Sanlang, you know why I only give you a question, but let you decide to solve the problem, not in person."

"The father has ordered the Duke of Wei and Yuanyang to fully assist the children's ministers. It is already a grace and heavy faith. How can the children's ministers rely on their father for everything."

The emperor smiled gently: "So in your opinion, what will happen to Silang?"

"In order to get the target, it will inevitably worsen the matter. My ministers speculated... Before provoking the imperial history to impeach, the fourth brother will reveal the news to..." The third prince hesitated a little, but still did not directly say the word queen: "Reveal it to the Kong family in order to force people to a dead end and kill people."

"So how do you deal with it?"

"My son hasn't known my father's next question." The third prince is very cautious.

"Before scrapping the storage, first make the Qin and Chen families." The emperor said.

The third prince raised his eyebrows slightly: "In this way, it is necessary to ensure that Zhang Tai does not die, and advises the prince not to take risks and make mistakes again, and when the bottom of the pot is drawn... If it forces the fourth brother to be anxious and kills himself, it is not difficult to find evidence of guilt."

If Zhang Tai is silenced, he will not be able to implement the crime of Kong Zhishang's cover-up, and it will be useless to abolish the storage in the future.

If you can force the fourth prince to make trouble and do it yourself, you can take the lead in breaking his arm, but it's just a broken arm.

The emperor stared at the third prince: "Without the two families of Chen and Qin, Silang is no longer afraid. Sanlang, he is your brother and brother. Don't kill him all. If he is obsessed and trapped in the forbidden garden is already a hidden danger. If he can't plot a felony, you... keep his life."

"The minister obeys the order." The third prince did not hesitate, but his eyes were gloomy, especially when he heard the emperor's next words: "The same truth, as long as there is no queen and the Confucius family, and the deposed prince is no longer worry, I will personally order him to imprison him for life. You have to protect his future without freedom... The prince is incompetent, but has no evil intentions. Over the years, He is also a little sincere about your brotherhood.

The third prince's palm was loosened, and suddenly he bowed: "I remember your instructions."

A gust of wind suddenly passed outside the window, and countless red fell in the Meilin.