The world before the storm is the most peaceful, even silent.
No one would have thought that Emperor Qing, who was unknown, benevolent, filial, righteous, loyal and honest, did not know when he controlled Kyoto to this point, and even knew everything.
After that day, everyone involved in the important event closed their doors and thanked guests. Some people were even separating their families and property and dealing with funeral arrangements.
Waiting is sometimes the most torturous thing. Some people even hope that he will be the first to be operated on.
The worst case scenario is a single stabbing, but the anticipation, fear, and fear all day and night. Many people suddenly wake up from nightmares countless times, and they are just a little bit away from going crazy.
They had completely misjudged this Emperor Qing, who turned out to be such a cunning and cruel person!
On this day, news suddenly came from the palace.
In the early spring of the Jia family, Concubine Xiande entered Fengzao Palace with a grand ceremony. She was pregnant, her body gained weight, and her daily movements gradually became a little laborious.
Even on ordinary days, if you are overworked in the early spring, you will still cough. But the day before yesterday, when I returned to the palace from a banquet, I occasionally caught cold air, which aroused my old illness.
Unexpectedly, the illness of the imperial concubine this time was extremely severe, causing congestion of phlegm and Qi and cold limbs.
The chamberlain hurriedly reported to the Holy One and summoned the imperial doctor to treat her. Unexpectedly, Xian De Fei could not drink the decoction and even used the prescription to clear the qi orifices, but it did not work.
The internal officials were worried and asked to prepare arrangements for the future.
After receiving this news, King Beijing and others finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the guillotine finally started. Very good, starting with the Jia family first, and then everyone started to take action.
If the hair is gone, the skin will remain. If they don't work together to save the Jia family, then the fate of the Jia family will be their future.
Together vertically and horizontally, we must protect the Jia family!
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Lin Mansion, entrance.
Jia Zheng stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the couplets at the door, nodding and shaking his head.
【Looking far away from the mountains and having no worries, I only wish to become a fairy and stay in the clouds.】
The nod was because the word was elegant and elegant, and the look was good. The one who shook the head was that my niece seemed to have the mind to practice Taoism. This was not good.
Wouldn't it be too lonely to be accompanied by Qingdeng Daozu?
With a sigh, Jia Zheng went directly to the door, ready to have a good chat with his niece.
Since the eldest brother Jia She fell into coma, the Jia family knew nothing about the news in the court. Jia Zheng had no choice but to often go to the Jia family's family friends and friends to inquire.
But recently, for some unknown reason, all of his former close friends, including the King of Beijing, closed their doors to thank guests. Even when he visited today, a few people gave him some money.
What does this mean? Could it be that he saw that he was wearing shabby clothes, so he gave him some money?
As the saying goes, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, just a drink of water, so Jia Zheng casually put the money into the pocket in his sleeve.
Don't waste it, you can just go to the restaurant and have a good drink with the house guests.
After letting the guard at the door announce, Jia Zheng slowly stepped into the small courtyard of Lin Mansion. He felt that the courtyard was graceful and harmonious with rockery and flowing water. Even after taking a few breaths, his body seemed lighter.
After entering the middle of the yard, the niece stood quietly in the middle of the road. The little yellow cat was like a golden fur ball, crawling around on her body, its tail swaying from time to time, brushing against the girl's face, making it look as delicate as a flower.
"Uncle!" Lin Daiyu squatted slightly and saluted.
Jia Zheng nodded and praised: "This small courtyard is really nice. I have been a little bored recently. I heard Feng Yatou said that your tea is a tribute. I have the nerve to come and have a drink."
As an uncle, he would not be polite when he came to his niece's house for tea.
Lin Daiyu covered her mouth and chuckled: "Okay, let's make tea for uncle."
In the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, Jia Zheng sat carelessly on a chair. The girl opposite him moved gracefully and smoothly, and soon she brought a tea cup to him.
"Uncle, this is the West Lake Longjing gifted by Your Majesty. Please taste it." After Lin Daiyu finished speaking, she sat down quietly and served Lele to drink tea.
Jia Zheng didn't take it seriously. This cat was a royal cat. He, a dignified man from the Ministry of Industry, was not afraid of any royal cat. He was just arguing with a cat, which made people laugh.
Pick up the tea cup, look closely at the green leaves and clear water in the cup, and observe the changing leaves. Then, put the cup to your nose, take a deep sniff of the tender fragrance of Longjing tea, and feel refreshed and refreshed.
Look at it, smell it, then put it in your mouth and taste it slowly.
"Fragrance, sweet and mellow."
After a while, Jia Zheng opened his eyes, nodded and praised: "The real Longjing tea is as sweet and fragrant as orchid, quiet but not harsh. It seems tasteless when you sip it."
After drinking it, I felt a peaceful aura that lingered between my teeth and cheeks, this tasteless taste, even tasteless."
The little yellow cat nodded: "Meow~"
Great tea!
Lin Daiyu raised the corner of her mouth and unconsciously put her little hands on the little yellow cat's back, slowly combing its golden hair, sometimes stroking two strands while he wasn't paying attention.
"Uncle, why do you have time to come to my place for tea today?"
Jia Zheng stroked his beard: "I originally wanted to go to a friend's house to recite poems and write poems, but for some reason, everyone is closing the door to thank guests today. Is today a special season?
How about Daiyu, go to the palace and ask and find out."
Why does everyone have to climb up? It’s because the top circle has access to and even formulates the latest news and strategies.
And these strategies often bring great benefits, and even affect everyone's life and death.
Lin Daiyu was startled, then raised her head to look at her uncle, who considered himself an extraordinary literary talent. He was already quite old, but his bright eyes showed pure stupidity.
Fortunately, due to this stupidity, when the people of King Beijing were doing things, not only did they not involve him, they did not even notify him at all.
Therefore, this stupidity saved him, and even saved the entire Jia family.
Is this how to know misfortunes and blessings? The cause and effect in the world is really wonderful and magical.
"Niece, what are you looking at? Uncle, is it because the new clothes I wore today make me look handsome and elegant?" Jia Zheng said proudly.
Lin Daiyu:
Miao Le:.
"Miss, Mr. Chen from the palace came over and said that there was an order from His Majesty." Xue Yan rushed in and said.
When Jia Zheng heard this, he stood up quickly and said, "Where are you? Come quickly, my niece and I will kneel down to receive the decree."
Lin Daiyu had no choice but to take her uncle to the living room.
As her cultivation improves, she will be able to receive feedback on all matters big and small in the capital, as long as others have significant emotional ups and downs.
Now, she is the master of dreams and emotions.
"Oh, Lord Lin, Your Majesty has urgently issued an order to allow you to enter the palace to treat Concubine Yuanchun." As soon as he entered the door, Manager Chen pulled Lin Daiyu out quickly without even looking at Jia Zheng.
Jia Zheng, who was just about to kneel down and worship, stood there blankly, looking at the two people leaving, feeling a little at a loss.
In the past, every time the Jia family received an edict, whether it was an oral edict or an imperial edict, they would set up a table and light incense, and a group of people would clear up for a while before kneeling down to receive the edict.
Why is it that when you come to your niece's place, it's just like eating and drinking, and it ends with a casual sentence? Isn't this person still different from other people?
After a while, Jia Zheng finally realized what Mr. Chen had just said: Yuan Chun was sick.
And looking at the situation, Yuanchun's illness is extremely serious and critical, otherwise it would be impossible that not even the imperial doctors in the palace could solve the problem, and would even have to ask their own niece to check on the condition.
Others didn't know it, but he still knew about his niece. She was good at reading and good at martial arts, but she didn't know any medical skills.
And now Yuanchun's niece is the only connection between the Jia family and the palace. If Yuanchun falls, then there will be no news from the top of the Jia family in the future. Isn't it completely ruined?
In this case, wouldn't the Jia family be defeated in his hands?
Jia Zheng stood there blankly, suddenly realizing that this terrible thing was about to happen, and was stunned.
It's not okay to lie down and enjoy it. It turns out that there are so-called unreasonable disasters in this world.
Uncomfortable, this was so uncomfortable for him. He just wanted to lie down, why was it so difficult?
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Fengzao Palace.
Emperor Qing was a little helpless. The big thing had been decided, and he really didn't want to make any more twists and turns. As a result, something happened to Yuanchun at this critical moment.
Doesn’t this force those people to share the same hatred?
If those people can't bear it anymore and force another person to rebel, then history will write about him in the future.
He was unkind and unjust, forcing his brother, the prince and his father's loyal ministers to rebel collectively?
Now that he has become an emperor, he will not be short of money, women, or any other precious items. Now the only thing he has to consider is his reputation before and after his death.
"Lord Lin has arrived."
Seeing Lin Daiyu coming with Royal Cat in her arms, Emperor Qing stepped forward and asked, "Niece Lin, do you still have the elixir?"
These days, although it was peaceful outside the palace, there was a bloodbath inside the palace. Otherwise, how could he sleep peacefully, so some things didn't need to be so secretive.
"I want to check Sister Yuanchun's body first." Lin Daiyu said calmly.
"good!"
Emperor Qing was very happy, and he did not doubt the people he hired and did not use those he doubted.
Entering the inner room, the girl saw that Yuanchun's breathing was weak, there was drool at the corner of his mouth, and he could not speak.
When Yuanchun met Lin Daiyu, she looked sad but had no tears. After a while, she couldn't look at her anymore and her face gradually turned pale.
Lin Daiyu looked at the yellow cat in her arms.
The little yellow cat was a little confused.
What are you looking at me doing? I don’t like girls who are seriously ill, they are too dirty.
Lin Daiyu:
If you only have sex and hunger all day long, can you have some noble pursuits?
"Meow~" The little yellow cat looked at the shit shovel with deep blue eyes.
I love you!
Few words are treated as vulgarly as love, but love can carry true seriousness and sublimity.
I mean, this material world is like a boulder pressing you down and looking down at the mud, but the romance of love can help you occasionally raise your head and look up at the stars.
The girl blushed, stretched out her green little finger and flicked the little yellow cat's forehead, and said softly: "Poor mouth."
Miao Le was instantly furious and bared his teeth: "Wow!"
[You are so impudent that you dare to play with my Heavenly Bodhisattva. You should be punished for your crime!]
Yuanchun:???
"Well"
I'm going to die, what are you doing?
Lin Daiyu then turned to sister Yuan Chun, thought for a while, and then took out a cloud pattern elixir from her sleeve, then pinched Yuan Chun's chin and pressed the elixir into the bottom of her tongue.
Then he took out a pack of silver needles from his waist and pricked Yuanchun's body very quickly. Undetectable by ordinary people, strands of colorful Qi were absorbed into her body from the fingertips.
The root cause of Yuanchun's illness is mainly depression.
A simple little girl was rashly placed in the harem, a place full of intrigues and intrigues. She was always on tenterhooks, fearing that she had done something wrong and that her beloved mother, younger brother and family members would be implicated.
The key is that people like Emperor Qing regard women as tools, a tool to adjust their mood, make them cry and make them laugh, they are all gifts.
How could Yuanchun endure this kind of mentality for a long time?
Moreover, in recent days, after the death of the Supreme Emperor, Emperor Qing began to kill several people, including several sisters whom Yuanchun was familiar with, and even several maids in her palace were killed, and they were killed with a stick in front of her eyes.
At night, she dreams that her sisters come to her, want to play with her, and take her with them. Then she is frightened into this state.
People are scary, and they can really scare people to death.
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Outside Fengzao Palace.
"Squeak~" Lin Daiyu pushed open the door and walked out.
"Niece Lin, how are you?" Manager Chen stepped forward and asked. Emperor Qing had already gone back to arrange follow-up matters.
As a king, you should not worry about victory but defeat first.
At this moment, Emperor Qing was already considering the worst outcome: King Beijing and others would share the same hatred and even force him to go to the palace.
He has to deal with it completely, as well as deal with other meritorious clans.
Sometimes I have to admit that this world is not a world for one family, but a world for aristocratic families, although their royal family is currently the largest family.
Lin Daiyu was very unhappy. She hated Yuan Chun's practice of completely entrusting his wealth and life to the hands of others and then living based on other people's moods.
"It's ready!" she replied coldly, and the girl left directly.
Manager Chen didn't take it seriously and didn't dare to take it seriously. After all, this was a weak girl who could hit him half or half with one punch.
"Lord Lin, please go slowly. The food has been prepared in the dining room. Do you want to eat something?"
Lin Daiyu paused and turned to the dining room.
There is no conflict between being angry and eating other people's food.
…
Yuanchun recovered, the Supreme Emperor held a funeral, granted amnesty to the world, granted enke, and tax exemptions in various places.
The King of Beijing and others breathed a sigh of relief. Then, under the leadership of Xue Mansion, everyone paid back the money owed to the treasury when the country was founded, even if they broke the pot and sold iron.
This is life money.
Money, as long as you have status, information channels, and power, is the easiest thing to earn in the world. It is also the most important thing to give up at critical moments.
If you lose your identity, you can't keep your money.
Later, Lin Daiyu was personally named the "Holy Hand of Gynecology" by the Holy Emperor. She became instantly famous in Kyoto, and ladies and gentlemen immediately came and went from Lin's house non-stop.
Most people may not know that it was fine during their teenage years, but as long as they live in life, young women will suffer from itching, erosion, pain and other symptoms to a greater or lesser extent.
However, it is difficult for men and women to find a doctor to diagnose and treat the disease. Many daughters become seriously ill and eventually die.
Moreover, these diseases can also bring various inconveniences to life.
In the small courtyard of Lin Mansion, Qin Keqing was sitting in front of the diagnosis case, restless.
Lin Daiyu grabbed Qin Keqing's eldest grandma and inspected it carefully. The big and small yellow cats next to her opened their eyes wide and were amazed.
After a while, Lin Daiyu smiled and said: "It's okay, you are lacking a man. I will give you an injection in a while to relieve the stagnation."
Qin Keqing's pretty face turned red. No wonder, if she felt physically or mentally unwell in the past, she could just find Jia Rong and give her a poke. Who knew it would have the effect of curing the disease?
"Sister Lin, you think I'm just going to treat one. Can the consultation fee be cheaper?" Qin Keqing said sheepishly.
In order to reduce the number of ladies coming to see the doctor, Lin Daiyu simply raised the consultation fee extremely high. This way she could make money and have time to fight with Lele.
But for her family members, she didn't care, and said grandly: "No problem, what is the relationship between the two of us? There are twists and turns!"
Qin Keqing:
Miao Le:.
Is this how you use this idiom? Sooner or later that idiom dictionary will become a banned book.
This volume is almost over this week, are there any holes left to be filled?
