the queen killed herself in the main hall. Before he died, he told his father and all the civil and military officials about the plot that happened in the Cloud Hall 16 years ago. Only my mother knows how to embroider brocade. She once sewed many small clothes embroidered with brocade for me before I was born. The queen took advantage of her mother's hospitality and her carelessness to anyone, easily stole a trivial piece from her mother's many unfinished fabrics, cut it into a man's belt, and then put it back in the same way, and let her father discover it dramatically that night. Then, the tragedy began ...
The Queen didn't say anything about the abrupt behavior of the prince sneaking into the Liuyun Temple, but only took all the evil deeds on herself, including the killing in the Imperial Garden in the suburbs of Beijing and the use of the prince's seal six years ago to prevent Song Shixun from reinforcing the trapped nine uncles.
Her father fulfilled her wish to protect the calf and ordered her to be put in the cold palace. Unexpectedly, however, the queen, who has always been quiet and gentle, bumped into the scarlet palace column, and the hard way made her red and white brains flow all over the floor.
Later, I heard that it took 2 cars of water to wash the floor with brains stuck, but the dragon carpet stained with blood was simply burned.
A mother can be so chaste for her son.
The ministers have nothing to say anymore, and the father's will has finally been carried out.
An abandoned queen can be buried in the imperial tomb, but not with the emperor. Abandon the prince, change the title to the prince of Germany, grant Surabaya our time, and not leave the fief without a letter.
Chasing Princess Feng Yun as the Empress of Filial Piety, my son, that is, I, became the first son, and I had the birth and right to become Chu Jun. Therefore, the father who originally wanted to seal the "Regent" as a stopgap measure simply waved a pen and said, "The Prince of the Seventeen Treasures of the Emperor is the Crown Prince".
because of "meritorious investigation", the Oriental Bright Moon was greatly pleased by her father and emperor, and was awarded a first-class uncle and a poinsettia belt.
The members of the royal family in Jinlong Dynasty usually wear belts of two colors, one is bright yellow, which is usually worn by the emperor himself or the prince of a nearby branch, and the other is burgundy, which is usually worn by the prince of a nearby branch, but sometimes it is given to meritorious ministers as a very high favor, just like the "yellow jacket" or "double-eyed flower feather" awarded by the Qing emperor.
The people in the Ritual Department are busy as a whirlwind, busy with the autumn inaugural ceremony, the coronation ceremony of the new prince, and the coronation ceremony of the new prince.
The ready-to-wear department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs is also very busy, because the autumn inaugural ceremony is just around the corner, but they only prepared the crown of the Regent, and the crown of the new prince needs to be tailored again.
No matter whether they are in a hurry or not, the small path keeps people out, because I am still lying in bed in a coma at this time.
it should be two or three days before I wake up.
Xiao Lu told me cheerfully that the queen died, the prince was abolished, and the ministers were busy. I only felt as if there was a little wind blowing through my empty chest, and then I felt nothing, just a vast expanse. It was not until later, when I heard that my mother was posthumously named as the filial piety queen, that I recovered from a daze and barely let out a cry.
Although I have not been crowned, the imperial edict has been issued, so now everyone calls me "His Royal Highness the Prince". I don't feel like a country in Chu Jun at all. I usually react after being called many times. The frequent "His Royal Highness the Prince" originally called me.
Xiao Lu was very excited. He told me how swaggering he is in front of people now, and how he speaks well, because he has a master who is a prince. He said that heaven has eyes, which is the blessing of Bodhisattva to Empress Yunfei and the new prince.
"It turns out that those people who live in the East Palace have taken over the nest and should have been driven out a long time ago!"
sitting on the warm couch, I was absent-minded, and suddenly I shot out like an arrow.
I ran to the East Palace in one breath, and sure enough, I saw the family of the Prince's brother being escorted into a carriage under the supervision of the imperial guards in ouchi, ready to go somewhere.
Suddenly, there was a riot in the crowd, and two white figures took the opportunity to break free from the shackles of adults' palms and rushed out with great efforts.
"I'm not leaving here ... Father, save me ..."
The two children were finally caught by the vigorous imperial guards, and they were kicked and bitten anyway.
A girl suddenly bowed her head and gave the bodyguard a hard bite on the wrist. The bodyguard let go of the pain, and the little figure fell to the ground and got up and tried to escape.
The bitten bodyguard became angry from embarrassment, holding the child's shoulder with one hand and chopping at the child's back with the other hand.
"Stop it, who dares to hit her!"
The child broke away from the guards and jumped into my arms, and I protected her behind me.
"who dares to do it? You ... or you? " I trembled with anger and glared at the imperial guards: "Did you slaves move the princess of Prince Brother?"
the imperial guards argued that they had come to send the families of the abandoned prince to live in other palaces on orders, and they had to take "the next step" if they didn't cooperate.
"living in another palace", what kind of other palace and what kind of treatment?
"Even the daughter of the abandoned prince is the princess of Prince De. No matter whose world this is, you can't be so presumptuous!"
I clenched my fist and trembled with anger.
The golden branches and jade leaves that were held in the palm of one's hand yesterday were trampled under one's feet as soon as they lost power today.
I left my eldest brother's two daughters with me. As an uncle, I can only prevent them from going out of the palace to suffer.
The abandoned princess, dressed in fervent filial piety, got off the bus. She is a woman with the same demure temperament as the queen. Although her face is slightly pale, it does not detract from her dignity. Cold and calm eyes hide all sadness, pain, anxiety and hesitation.
She came up to me and bowed gracefully and demurely.
I quickly bent down to return the gift. Faced with her calm elegance, I can only hide my face behind my sleeve in fear.
by the time I got up the courage to put down my sleeves, the waste princess had already left for the bus.
a tender little hand stuffed a piece of paper into my hand. I opened the note, and the extremely dignified and beautiful font jumped into my eyes: "I have always known the nature of the 17 th brother. Although I am at the palace gate, I can't bear to see the tragedy of brothers and sisters. I hope my brother will put the country first and don't kill the old minister, so I should worship your kindness again in the grave!"
If I am the new master relative to the eldest brother, then the so-called old minister is the old prince who is now in prison. To protect the old minister is to protect the eldest brother.
in the bleak evening scene, I looked at the fading motorcade and suddenly remembered that I had seen this woman.
It was in the Palace of Kunning. My eldest brother, my fifth brother and I had many aristocratic women. At that time, my eldest brother was accompanying the crown princess to enjoy flowers and fiddle, and my fifth brother was playing mahjong with the older ladies. I was dragged to play chess by Miss Ling. After I finally got rid of the entanglement of Miss Ling's family, I tried to escape from the garden in a hurry, and in a hurry I bumped into a very melancholy palace beauty, who is now the waste crown princess.
Her worries probably stem from her eldest brother. No matter where she is, even though she is in exile with a crime, her heart is always filled with her husband.
with a wife like this, what can I ask for?
On the way to Biegong, the motorcade heard the bad news, and the waste princess committed suicide ...
When I saw her the next day, the hairpin pierced her throat, and she died, and her face was even paler and quieter.
Oriental Mingyue ordered people to stand 15 feet away from Fiona Fang around the body and conduct an autopsy by themselves. His voice is so low that he can hardly hear it clearly until he is next to him.
"The elders asked to close the case by suicide ... She was pregnant for three months when she died ..."
I shivered all over, my eyes were still staring at the body, and an endless chill surged up my back, and my chest seemed to be burning up and down.
Oriental Mingyue gave me a look: "According to the date, there is no doubt that it is the flesh and blood of Prince De."
"hmm ... it should be a boy ... they always have a way to know whether the child is a boy or a girl ..." I took my eyes back and landed on the bright red belt of the Oriental Moon, which was dazzling red and dripping with blood.
that night, a secret note with a picture of a snail was conveyed to Ying Wei's hand: Be sure to stop the prince from leaving the fief.
(end of the third part)
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I don't drink, but only drink tea, which is a well-known thing.
I have a big garden in the north of the city-Meiyuan. I live in a unique courtyard in Meiyuan, and I named it "Qingmei Xiaozhu".
There are probably only two kinds of plants planted in such a huge plum garden-green and tall bamboo and green plum trees.
The green color of the garden is about to drip. Even in the cold winter and the season when the mountains are closed by heavy snow, the green and white snow complement each other.
There is warmth when there is cyan, and there is hope when there is cyan.
I prefer cyan, and I love her proudly and persistently.
every year in March and April, spring is full of flowers. The snow and ice in the mountains melt, and the cold and sweet spring water, wrapped in crushed ice that can't be melted in the mountains, flows through my garden along the channel. The land of Meiyuan warms the rushing mountain spring, and the cold mountain spring moistens the dark land of Meiyuan.
in March and April, plums are just in time. I told my family to pick all the plums that were ripe in the eighties and nineties, select a small part, wash it with clear water, drain it, add liquor and grain in a ratio of one to one, and add special auxiliary materials at the same time, and then seal it tightly in the prepared jar. It will not be opened until three months later, when there will be sweet and sour stuffed plums to eat.
However, few of those jars of stuffed plums can survive the turn of spring and summer.
I don't drink, but I have a full-fledged drinking buddy, a drunken cat.
A cat is a man, an alcoholic, a swordsman and a demon king who is addicted to martial arts.
a cat is not called a cat, but a tiger. Swallow Wan Li like a tiger, so is drinking, so is fighting. Everyone is as scared as a tiger.
disheveled hair, stubble beard, round and bright eyes.
as soon as he comes, he will eat all my stuffed plums and drink all the good wine stored in the garden.
Drunken cats are never drunk when they drink. The more they drink, the brighter they get, and the more heroic they become.
There is a jar of top-grade daughter red with a weight of 1 Jin under his left arm. With his right hand, he pats open the mud seal of a jar of bamboo leaf green, lifts it up, holds his head up and holds his breath, and the fragrant and sweet liquid pours into the majestic tiger's mouth. The masculine Adam's apple slides up and down, sending the rushing nectar into the full belly.
"Good wine!" The cat broke the empty altar in her hand, opened the daughter's red seal, and lifted the jar with both hands. It was the kind of drinking method that flew down three thousands of feet.
In an instant, two jars were smashed into rubble in the heroic spirit of the cat's dry cloud, while the plum tea in my cup was still steaming in the cold air in the mountains.
The cat drank the last jar of wine on the table, and I put the last green plum in my mouth.
The plums' green color is blended into saliva, and a little bit is entangled with every taste bud, and the thick wine is fragrant. Saliva enters the throat, and the bitter taste at the root of my tongue is like the sadness of homesickness, dissolving in every nerve of mine.
"gone?" The cat stared at me with bright eyes.
I nodded.
"it's time for you to go." I said.
After drinking the wine and eating the plum, it seems that there is no need for him to stay.
The cat sniffed: "Where is your wine cellar?"
"You used to drink wine and leave after eating plums. You never asked me for such a request!"
the cat didn't answer, and the big tiger eyes shone brightly.
Meiyuan wine cellar.
this is not a place where anyone can come. Only in the season when plums are ripe every year, the housekeeper can open the dusty cellar with the permission of the owner, and move a jar of newly brewed plum wine into the cellar.
the green plum wine is fueled by bamboo in the past year, and the green plum is put into koji, steamed, and the wine is sealed in an urn for cellar storage, which will be pleasant in fragrance, sweet and sour. Drinking less can clear the heart and refresh the mind, and drinking more will not make you drunk.
I don't drink, but I brew a batch of plum wine every year. For ten years, the stacked jars can reach the top of the cellar according to the neat code of the year.
"I wonder if your so-called no drinking is fake!" "
The robe sleeves brushed the dusty wine jar, and the green wine aroma was brewing in the humid air, and the dull sound was crashing in the narrow wine cellar.
"You shouldn't keep it from me!"
"I didn't deceive you. You know better than me how many Jin of plums Meiyuan collects every year and how much wine it can brew! "
"We are brothers!"
"You are my brother, and I can share anything else with you."
except for plum wine.
The cat sighed, and her bright eyes darkened: "You are a person, I thought so ten years ago."
ten years ago, the newly-debuted cat killed thirty-six masters of Nangong family in an old teahouse, and no one dared to beat him.
The invincible blade cut through the air, and it came to my eyes in a murderous way. The cat's face was covered with blood, and its clothes were cut open by sharp swords. In some places, blood kept pouring out, but a Shuang Hu's eyes were unusually bright.
"Are you the young master of Nangong?"
I nodded.
"draw your sword!"
the cat's whole body is full of murder, which is stirring and gurgling in the air.
I definitely looked at his rare bright tiger eyes.
tousled hair, thick eyebrows, and stubble beard.
"You really look like a cat!" I said.
The cat froze, squinted slightly, and looked me up and down.
the murderous look around suddenly faded. The cat put the knife in its sheath: "You are a character!" "
so, we became friends. Appreciate each other between men doesn't need too many reasons.
"So you remember." The cat patted the jar beside him with a sigh: "Why is your garden called Meiyuan instead of Meiyuan?"
"You asked me the same question the first time you came to Meiyuan."
the cat smiled.
"You still ask, why isn't Qingmei Xiaozhu called Qingmei Xiaozhu?"
"When you say' piece' means' stick',' green piece' means' green bamboo stick', and the green piece is built by the bamboo forest, hence the name. Then what about the plum grove you planted? "
Prunus mume tastes sour and astringent. After brewing, the sour taste is sweet and the astringency is weak.
In the past, cats didn't talk much, but they weren't as gloomy as they are now. They also drank in jars, but they didn't drink so much.
At that time, when cats were full of wine and plums, they always made a wish with emotion: "I wish I were a cat in the next life, and I'd better live in a wine cellar all my life!"
"Do you know this knife?" Asked the cat.
The treasure knife in the King's Room of Shanrong, with its long and narrow blade, is glimpsed, and the flowing knife gas makes the dim wine cellar shine all over the room.
ten years ago, the cat single-handedly attacked the Qingcheng Sect with a knife, swept away 16 horses of Yanyun overnight, hunted for 3, miles, and completely killed the enemy chieftain, and the imperial family of Shanrong was different.
From then on, the cat never said anything superfluous when drinking, and never got drunk again. The more Shuang Hu drank, the brighter he became.
"What is the value of this Dao?"
"Liancheng!"
The cat put the knife in its sheath and took it to my eye.