1938 Feeling aggrieved and ruining Mrs. Min's good deeds
Mrs. Min did not do anything in Dongling, at least on the surface, she did not do anything to embarrass Dongling or Uncle Jiuhuang. However, both Uncle Jiuhuang and Wang Jinling were very afraid of Mrs. Min, especially
After Su Wan escaped, Wang Jinling did not dare to take it lightly, fearing that Mrs. Min would cause something out of control while Uncle Nine Emperors was away.
After Mrs. Min moved into a small wooden house where she lived alone, Wang Jinling doubled the number of people who were called to protect Mrs. Min but actually monitored her. All the secret guards turned to light and kept an eye on Mrs. Min at all times.
Mrs. Min was naturally aware of the external situation. Although she was anxious in her heart, she did not show it on her face. She just spent all the time she spent copying scriptures chanting, just as she said, she was looking for a pure place to do it.
The late emperor chanted red.
Duoduoduo... No matter it is day or night, the sound of knocking wooden fish is always heard in Mrs. Min's house. The guards who monitor Mrs. Min don't think it's anything at first, but as time goes by, they feel strange.
"Sir, the Queen Mother has been reciting sutras for longer and longer at night recently." The guard thought of the last batch of people who were replaced, and did not dare to ignore any details. He went to Wang Jinling and reported Mrs. Min's abnormality to
he.
"The sound of Mrs. Min knocking on the wooden fish was not only getting longer and longer, but also getting louder and louder." It was as if they were trying to block out some sound, but they checked and found nothing unusual nearby.
Wang Jinling nodded slightly and asked the guards to keep an eye on Mrs. Min. As for other matters, he would take care of it.
Wang Jinling had an unusual headache for Mrs. Min. Mrs. Min was no one else. She was the Empress Dowager of Dongling and the mother of the Nine Emperors. Even though she was a princess from the previous dynasty, she might be unfavorable to the Nine Emperors without any evidence.
, Wang Jinling cannot be presumptuous and must give her enough respect.
After thinking about it, Wang Jinling finally came up with a method that was fair and upright and could prevent future problems. On the second day, after the morning court, Wang Jinling deliberately stayed behind, saying that he had something important to do and asked to see the emperor.
Queen Mother Xie was a smart person, so she naturally knew that the person Wang Jinling wanted to see was her, so she immediately held the little emperor in her arms and waited in the royal study.
"Master Wang..." Queen Mother Xie was extremely polite, implying a sense of intimacy.
Queen Mother Xie's feelings towards Wang Jinling are very complicated. She needs Wang Jinling's support and a good relationship with Wang Jinling, but she can't forget the dispute between the Wang Jinling and Xie families.
The Xie family was destroyed, so the ambition of the Xie family was there, but the suppression of the Wang family could not be ignored. However, the power struggle was like this, the winner was the king, the loser was the bandit. If the Xie family succeeded, the family would be destroyed, and the Wang family would be annihilated.
"The Queen Mother, I heard that the Queen Mother has been chanting and copying scriptures day and night recently. I am worried that the Queen Mother may not be able to bear it. I would like to ask the Queen Mother to send a medical girl to take care of her closely as a filial piety." Wang Jinling stood with his head bowed and spoke slowly.
, as for what Queen Mother Xie thinks, it is completely outside the scope of his consideration.
Even if there is a huge hatred between the Xie and Wang families, as long as Wang Jinling is still there and as long as the Wang family is still there, Queen Mother Xie can only treat him with courtesy and put away no matter how much hatred she has.
"Empress Dowager?" Empress Dowager Xie was not a fool, and she understood what Wang Jinling meant as soon as she heard it.
Being filial? What could be more filial than personally serving the Queen Mother and accompanying her in chanting sutras? But she is about to leave the palace, what should the Emperor do?
Queen Mother Xie frowned slightly and glanced at Wang Jinling. She knew that Wang Jinling had given up her mind. Even though she was dissatisfied, she could only follow the words: "Master Wang, the Queen Mother is chanting sutras and praying for the late Emperor. As the daughter-in-law, I have the responsibility to do so."
I have to serve you. Tomorrow, I will take the harem concubine to the temple to serve the Empress Dowager."
Since we are going, let’s go together. If there are more people, if something happens, there will be people to share the responsibility with.
"Your Majesty, you are wise." Wang Jinling smiled warmly and offered: "It's time for the Emperor to choose a reading companion. I see that the young prince of Feng Mansion is smart and polite, and he is about the same age as the emperor. Why don't we issue an order to summon the young prince to the palace to accompany the emperor?"
How about some good time?"
These words hit the heart of Queen Mother Xie. With Feng Jin here, there is no need to worry about the safety of the little emperor. As the emperor's companion, if anything happens to the emperor, Feng Jin will be the first to be held accountable.
Even for Feng Jin, Wang Jinling would protect the little emperor.
Queen Mother Xie smiled and nodded gently: "It will be done as Mr. Wang wishes."
Wang Jinling didn't know what Mrs. Min wanted to do, and didn't have much time or energy. He kept an eye on Mrs. Min every day, so he simply threw a bunch of women into the temple and asked them to stay with Mrs. Min until the Nine Emperors Uncle came.
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Wang Jinling didn't ask for much. He didn't ask the Queen Mother to find anything useful. As long as the Queen Mother Xie was guarding Mrs. Min, and as long as Mrs. Min was in the temple, Wang Jinling wouldn't worry about her causing trouble.
Mrs. Min never dreamed that her plan, which she thought was flawless and watertight, was about to succeed, but was disrupted by Wang Jinling at the critical moment.
Looking at this group of young concubines from the harem who were dressed simply and looked respectful, but in reality were impatient, Mrs. Min felt a severe headache and her temples were pounding, but...
She can't be angry, angry, or refuse, she has to accept it with a smile.
For many years, Mrs. Min had not been so aggrieved. Unfortunately, Wang Jinling and Feng Qingchen had no idea. Wang Jinling asked Queen Mother Xie to lead the concubines to accompany Mrs. Min. It was just a precaution. He had no idea what Mrs. Min was going to do.
Of course she didn't know that he had ruined Mrs. Min's good deeds.
As for Feng Qingchen?
As soon as their group came out of the ghost forest, they were surrounded by the living dead. They had no time to think about the imperial city. Even if they did, they were far away in the imperial mausoleum and couldn't help.
Unlike the living dead composed of poisonous insects that we encountered before, the group in front of us are real living dead. Through the weak firelight, we can see their pale but smooth faces. Although their faces are full of death, they are still alive.
Not a single worm.
Although these living dead are also stiff in limbs and slow in movement, their fighting power is obviously stronger than the living dead and ghost corpses they encountered before. Even every living dead has weapons in their hands, and there are far more of them.
many.
The most important thing is that when they came out of the ghost forest, it was already dark, and the night became the best cover for these living dead. Feng Qingchen and his party did not dare to fight hard, so they could only try to use the thunder to see if they could
Unable to blow them back, the result...
As soon as the Thunderbolt exploded, the living dead disappeared. When they moved forward, the living dead appeared again. The Thunderbolt was unable to create even a single scratch on their bodies.
"Are these real living dead, or are they our illusions?" Xuan Shaoqi looked at the living dead not far away. For a moment, he wanted to step forward and touch them to make sure whether these corpse-like guys in front of him were real.
It really exists...
"It's definitely not an illusion, look..." Feng Qingchen pointed the light at the living dead and pointed at the knife among the Eighteen Riders. Rows of shadows of the living dead were reflected on the blade...