Chapter 353: Bad Intentions, Supplement 2 (July 14)
Everyone's expressions were complicated, and because of the emperor's handsome face and gloomy face, they did not dare to speak for a moment.
Haiyin thought, that's right. The empress is in charge of the keys to the treasury, and the tokens have been burned. The empress is so cold that she doesn't dare to entrust them to her anymore. The emperor has no choice. He doesn't even have to wear any suitable clothes. He still has to go to court tomorrow morning.
I hurriedly went to the garment bureau to pick it up. The clothes have been made by my mother for many years. The garment bureau found some at the last moment that fit...it's hard to say.
When Emperor Qianao saw that everyone was silent, he tightened his voice and urged: "All the dear friends have a life-long friendship with me. It is private time now. Don't be afraid of the courtesy of monarchs and ministers. Speak boldly. The imperial edict will forgive you and come out for me."
Come up with an idea, I have... been alone in an empty room for six days and seven hours!"
The fire burned so fiercely that not even a step was left, the characters disappeared, and all my own marks were gone. Thirteen years of hard work were in vain...Thanks to my evil hands! I actually destroyed the fire.
The most precious woman is heartbroken. She broke up with her daughter-in-law just because of Mr. Xiao. It’s so worthless!
Haiyin was really afraid that the emperor would cry pitifully at the scene.
Kang Zhuang was a rough man, and he was the first to sincerely demonstrate to everyone: "Knock the woman unconscious, tie her home! When she wakes up and run away, knock her out again! Until she can no longer run away!"
Lao Qing said: "Lock her to a pillar with an iron chain and she will be imprisoned! If she doesn't obey, tie two iron chains on her! Increase it day by day until she obeys!"
Cang Miao said: "I'll give her medicine for you and make her obey your words! Enough medicine!"
Prince Rong said: "Threaten her, divorce her if she doesn't obey! She is not allowed to remarry after divorce, let her face the wall!"
After listening to these suggestions, Di Qianao became more and more worried. He rubbed his brows and said, "These methods are not very effective... not only are they useless, but they will make the situation worse... Don't force it."
Everyone: "!"
What's wrong with the emperor? Isn't it his nature to take the initiative to attack... The way he said he couldn't force it made him feel... helpless.
Qiu Yan cutely offered advice: "Squatting in the corner with your head in your hands and singing the national anthem of Dongming Kingdom: "Full of Loyalty"?"
Nighthawk said: "Perform dance! Acrobatic tightrope walking or chest crushing of boulders! Otherwise, poetry recitation!"
A young official who was weak in culture and relatively experienced said: "Otherwise, I would like to lend you a washboard... I have two or three with different sharpness... I will give you the hardest one..."
Di Qianao: "..."
This intense discussion lasted until dawn in the morning and did not stop. The emperor and his ministers did not leave. Although they stayed up all night, they directly started to greet the morning court. They switched from private time to the status of emperor and ministers, and they immediately became silent and did not dare to say anything.
The rest of the peripheral officials who rushed early thought that I would be here at the fifth watch today, and the emperor would be so moved that he couldn't help but promote me!
Then when I entered the hall, I saw, oh, there were twenty or thirty people here!
Emperor Han is also here!
I can't stand it, the competition among colleagues in the court is too fierce!
The morning starts at chen shi, and the fifth watch is still late?!
It's two hours earlier than Chenshi!
Looks like it will be here at midnight tomorrow!
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When Luo Changan returned to Changchun Palace from Haitian Villa, he caught wind and cold and coughed for several days.
Cangmiao had a cold war with the emperor for eight days because of this, saying that the emperor had increased his workload. It was clear that Luo Changan could not have contracted the wind and cold because he went to the beach to play in the water. Playing in the water until he reconciled was considered his ability.
, the key point is that when the game breaks down, it becomes even more hateful.
These days, Luo Changan lives in seclusion, and the emperor does not come to Changchun Palace. Occasionally, he hears some romantic rumors about him, which Luo Changan also thinks is normal.
Sometimes I also think about what it would be like if there were still little girls coming to my door when I was thirty-seven or forty-seven. It turns out that marrying the emperor means that your life will be unstable, and there are so many people around him.
There can be no bees and butterflies.
It would be better to live a leisurely and stable life in Changchun Palace.
When Luo Changan had time to raise her two sons in Changchun Palace, she picked up the crafts her father taught her. When she had no time to spare, she made clothes for many people around her, including Mei Guan, Xiao Tao, Qiu Yan, Night Eagle, etc.
Haiyin, Laoqing, Cangmiao, these good subordinates and good friends who were kind and helpful to her, she all made the clothes with her own hands with love.
Du Du did not make clothes for the emperor.
This day is the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the forty-sixth year of Taihe, and it is his thirty-second birthday. Luo Changan got up early.
Aunt Mei came in and joked: "Why do you get up so early?"
Luo Changan smiled, "Today is the emperor's birthday, and the birthday banquet will be held in Linghua Palace, which is the farthest place from Changchun Palace. Get up early so that you won't be rude if you are late."
Aunt Mei said seriously: "Hey, we are not favored. If we are favored, you can't keep it. In three days, you will be completely heartbroken. Why not get a good sleep."
"...You are really my aunt." Luo Changan was helpless.
"You also know that it is placed in the Linghua Palace, which is the farthest place from the Changchun Palace, a place chosen by the emperor himself." Aunt Mei sighed, "When you are so pampered, you wish your birthday banquet could be placed in the Changchun Palace.
Yeah, now I wish I was thousands of miles away from you. That's the difference. I won't advise you to fight for favor anymore. Anyway, you are the only one who has fallen out of favor. I don't know what you are trying to do. It's really interesting.
"
Luo Changan said softly: "It's very subtle. It's a matter of dignity."
"That's the emperor. If you ask me, he's ready. Why don't you just give him some thin noodles and he'll be fine?" Aunt Mei advised.
Luo Changan smiled and said: "Aunt Mei, I discovered that the most suitable person in the harem to be the queen is you."
Aunt Mei was almost frightened to death, "Stop talking about this kid! Be careful that the emperor thinks that I also have evil intentions, so he made me move out of the palace in the snow overnight. He is so scary. There are other women in the harem besides you. I will think of you when I see one."
If one of them is cleared, I'll be worried all the time."
Luo Changan: "..."
After Luo Changan washed up, he was about to go out, but he saw a little light under the eaves, shining against the sun, so Luo Changan bent down and picked up the thing.
Holding it in my hand for a moment, I felt it was hot and my heart was suffocating.
It’s actually a baby hairpin!
A baby hairpin made from the biological flesh and blood of Song Panyan and Murong Jue.
Luo Changan was trapped by Murong Jue in his secret base near the Xichong River two years ago. In the chaos, the baby hairpin disappeared. He really did not expect to see it again under the eaves of Changchun Palace. "Aunt Mei, are you there?"
Have you seen anyone here?"
Aunt Mei replied: "There aren't many people here. There are very few visitors to Changchun Palace. Without the emperor coming, it's like a cold palace with not many people coming. Usually, there are orders, and the wives of high-ranking officials come to talk, but there are fewer coming these days."
Luo Changan held the baby hairpin in her hand. Could it be that she had left it here? She suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her fingertips, so she looked towards the baby hairpin and found a string of small words in the groove behind the baby's ear.
, this was something she hadn’t noticed in the past, or maybe she never dared to look squarely at the baby hairpin.
She looked at the words carefully and saw threatening words: It's cold in hell, put on some clothes when you come, I'll wait for you.
Luo Changan's hair stood on end immediately, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. The memory of her family being wiped out instantly flooded into her mind, and the name that she didn't want to remember again appeared in her mind. She quickly ordered: "Aunt Mei, take it."
Wrap this hairpin in red silk and place it on the Buddhist altar."
Seeing Luo Changan's face pale, Aunt Mei knew that the empress was remembering the past, so she quickly took the red silk and wrapped the baby's hairpin, placed it in the palm of the Buddha statue, lit the incense, and prayed, "Buddha bless you, Amitabha!"
Luo Changan also clasped her hands together, feeling very uneasy. She couldn't think deeply about who the cross threat came from, but the word "Murong" kept appearing in her mind, and she thought of the story about the emperor being beheaded a few days ago.
In the dream of killing, he only said: "I...Yong Le'er has fallen. I don't owe any of you, you are responsible for it!"
After a while, Luo Changan asked Aunt Mei to rush to Linghua Palace to attend today's birthday banquet. When she arrived, it was still early.
But the Governor of Wu Shuye has already arrived, and the Governor is wearing a yellow mandarin jacket given by the late Emperor, and hanging on his waist is the Zhan Mang Sword given by the late Emperor. From this, we can get a glimpse of the late emperor's overwhelming love for Wu Taifei and her family.
, except for dragons, this sword can kill everyone.
Today, Wu Shuye wears a yellow mandarin jacket and has a sword hanging from his waist. He came with bad intentions.