The emperor took advantage of the mistakes of the West Palace and the scandal of the West Palace to weaken Duanmu's power, kill his only son, and evade his power. His confidant Shen Zishu intervened and replaced the pillars. Within a few years, the people would calmly accept the adopted son of the Imperial Preceptor as the next Imperial Preceptor. As the Duanmu Mansion slowly fades out of the political court, the surname Shen will take its place, and the saint will come from the Shen family in the future.
"I only have one son." Duanmu Lin burst into tears, "Can your Majesty spare his life? I am willing to bear the consequences for my evil daughter's mistakes. I have lived for more than sixty years. I am satisfied and can die without hesitation. My Zhan'er is only twenty-four, and we were originally scheduled to get married after the Battle of Lishan."
"You can't die now. The prestige of the Imperial Master is extremely high. You and Fu'er are my facade and my face. I can't bear to let you two die." Fu Jingheng said coldly.
Duanmu Lin's hands trembled, "My emperor... I have given you too much praise."
Fu Jingheng slowly explained: "Zishu, please send a secret letter to Wu Xin and ask Wu Xin to send Major General Duanmu on his way."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Shen Zishu went and sent a secret letter to Wu Xin, the head of the Ministry of War.
On the same day, Wu Xin received a secret letter and knew that the emperor wanted to secretly get rid of Major General Duanmuzhan, so he led his troops to rush into the tent while Duanmuzhan was resting on the battlefield, and directly raised his bow and arrows to shoot the man into a hornet's nest. Duanmuzhan was killed by his boss Wu Xin before he could even escape because he was unprepared for the rape of his colleagues. When he died, he was holding the keepsake sachet given by his fiancée in his hand. He didn't even know that he was the one who wanted to take his life. The devoted lord, his woman named Meng Ying, was waiting for him to win the battle and return home to marry her. Then Wu Xin, the leader, cried and said that Duanmuzhan had asked Wen Guang's soldiers to plot against him. The major general died, and the whole army was filled with sadness.
Duanmu Lin burst into tears. He had lost his son in old age. He really didn't expect that a century-old foundation would be destroyed in his daughter's hands. He also didn't expect that the emperor would seize the opportunity to seize power. He looked at his daughter and said: "Fu'er, you are satisfied, you are harming me." Your brother died. You destroyed a century-old Duanmu family. In a few years, the world will no longer remember the meaning of the word Duanmu. The building will collapse...my good daughter!"
Duanmu Lin absentmindedly handed over his official seal to Shen Zishu, the so-called adopted son given to him by the emperor who came to evade him and monitor him. Then he stood up in a daze. The sixty-year-old man suddenly looked as old as At the age of eighty or ninety, he walked out of the mahogany door frame, straightened his back, and left with the pride of many years, and went home to wait for the body of General Zhonglie to return.
When Meng Ying met her loyal and loyal general who sacrificed his life for the country, Meng Ying burst into tears.
Duanmufu looked at his father's back and shouted: "Father, father..."
Pearl also realized that the emperor did not want to help her become the queen at all, and did not even come to save her when Duanmufu attacked her. She was just an insignificant chess piece because the emperor betrayed his master through several jokes. The emperor is ruthless.
This matter was temporarily brought to an end because the emperor was able to consolidate his power through the Duanmu Gate, and the power of the queen existed in name only.
Wen Jin only took a few bites of the snacks in front of him. The occasion was so tragic that there was no appetite for it. However, the grievance that had been pent up in his heart for a long time did fade away. As he said, it was indeed better to leave after venting his bad breath.
Fu Jingheng looked at her young woman's bun, and his heart moved, and he called her in a hoarse voice, "Jin..."
Wen Jin was a little confused when he called her, and she said, "What?"
Fu Jingheng swallowed lightly and asked her cheekily: "Can you give me another chance...don't walk away...I want to reunite with you."
Before Wen Jin could speak, he saw Princess Yun Si leaning in from outside the door and said urgently: "Master Jin, your grandma is critically ill!"
"What!" Wen Jin was very worried when he heard this: "Grandma is critically ill!"
"Xue Xiangye and your mother-in-law were looking for you everywhere, but they didn't know where you were. They searched all seven or eight of your restaurants, and finally went to Jiang Mansion. Jiang Qing asked me to come to the palace quickly to tell you and tell you to rush back.
See your grandma for the last time!"
"The last time!" Wen Jin couldn't help but tremble when she heard this. She had been living with her grandma and her younger siblings since she was a child. Grandma was in her seventies and had been confused and unable to recognize people since last year. She knew that one day
Grandma would leave me. She is indeed an old person in her seventies. But I didn’t expect that this day would be June 15th, and this day would be today.
She was extremely panicked. People and things she cared about were leaving her one by one. Ah Da was gone, Changyun Changning was gone, and now Ah Nai was also critically ill. She hated separation between life and death!
Fu Jingheng held Wen Jin's hand and held her in his arms, "Don't panic, grandma will be fine. I won't let anything happen to grandma. I'll take the entire hospital with you and go home with you to treat grandma, okay?"
Wen Jin was so confused that she leaned into his arms without pushing him away. She was so moved that he wanted to go home with her to spend her most difficult moments together, instead of letting her bear it alone when she was facing separation. At this time, she was with him.
The determination to break up was diluted by the news that grandma was critically ill, "Brother Ahen, Zhang Yuanjing can definitely cure my grandma, right?"
"It can definitely be cured." Fu Jingheng wiped her eyes with his sleeve and comforted her: "His medical skills are good. His students are also trustworthy. I don't care for quacks. Don't worry."
Wen Jin nodded, "Let's go back to Xue Mansion quickly! Hurry up."
Fu Jingheng nodded, "Okay. Let's go now. I'll go back to Xue's Mansion. I'll make noodles and fish for the old man with my own hands. It's good to eat something you like when you're sick. I'll tell your father and mother, how have you been with me in the palace lately?
Together, don’t let them criticize you. Huh?”
"Okay." Wen Jin felt a sense of security that she had never had before.
Empress Dowager Xia no longer stopped the two from making friends, and only said, "Go ahead, and Heng'er will follow you to see the old man."
"Your Majesty, don't leave Fu'er!" Duanmu Fu saw that the emperor was half-hugging Wen Jin and was about to leave. She ran to the table like crazy, picked up the dagger, and suddenly inserted it into her heart, killing herself. Blood pooled from her mouth.
She pulled Fu Jingheng's sleeve and said sadly: "If you leave Fu'er, Fu'er will die immediately... Fu'er will give up his own life for you! Aren't you reluctant to let Fu'er die?
? Her grandma's life is not as important to you as Ful'er's life, right? That's just a little-known and useless old lady, Ful'er is the saint who can help you sit firmly on the throne."
Duanmu Fu's move was so sudden that no one was on guard.
"Fu'er! What are you doing! Why are you so ignorant of the overall situation! You can kill yourself, and where will you put the country?" Xia Ranshuang immediately supported Duanmu Fu and said to Fu Jingheng: "Heng'er, Hou'er
She also had to attend the flood prayer ceremony in Guangdong and Guangxi with the saint, where all the people were paying their respects. Nothing happened to Fu'er! As soon as she died, a civil war was going on in Lishan. Fu Chang and Queen Mother Lou took advantage of the situation to spread rumors that the saint would perish and the whole world would be destroyed. The Daying Nangong Palace outside
If Jue Wenfeng invades, the world will be in chaos!"
Fu Jingheng lowered his eyes and looked at Duanmu Fu's hand on his sleeve, and then at Wen Jin, who was half-hugged in his arms, full of hope. He knew that this was an opportunity for him and Wen Jin to reunite. His choice was very important. Imperial power or
Wen Jin.
Wen Jin's cheeks gradually lost color, and she said: "My grandma is critically ill, Brother Ahen... She asked you several times, and once she mistook Jiang Huaizhou for you. You haven't seen her for a long time. She
I know you and I played very well when we were kids."
"Be good..." Fu Jingheng said, "I know. Let me think about it, I'm thinking about it, don't rush me..."
Wen Jin looked deeply at Fu Jingheng. She knew that he was considering giving up on her. He had made progress. At least he did not hesitate to give up on her before, but now he is hesitant.
She said, "Let's go, come with me. Take the hospital with you and go home with me to save my grandma. Didn't you say that you would make noodles and fish for grandma with your own hands? Didn't you say that you would tell my parents?"
I was with you in the palace recently. Didn't they criticize me for hanging out outside even on moonlit nights? Didn't you say that we wanted to get back together again?"
"I said it. I just finished speaking, and I haven't finished speaking yet. But... the last one and she are going to attend a prayer ceremony for the floods in Guangdong and Guangxi, where thousands of people will pay their respects. Nothing can happen to her." Fu Jingheng touched Wen Jin.
on her cheeks, seeing her hope for him regaining gradually dim.
"Is it okay if something happens to my grandma?" Wen Jin asked unwillingly. For the first time in so many years, she didn't think about him.