"I told you not to call me such strange names all the time..." Princess Jingrong muttered in a low voice, and then said: "Please also tell General Xu for me that the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and he wants to use it all day long.
When you go out to fight, you must be careful when calling him."
Are you reminding her?
Xu Mingyi thought subconsciously, and then heard Princess Jingrong say: "Not only me, but also my father don't want General Xu to be injured and get into trouble. We all want General Xu to be safe."
"Yes, thank you very much for your concern, girl. I will tell my grandfather at home." Xu Mingyi changed his name. When he met the eldest princess' eyes, she seemed to vaguely understand something.
In the memory of the eldest princess, the late emperor did not want anything to happen to her grandfather, right?
And this memory may not be from before the age of six or seven...
"Okay, I know you have grown up and can speak." Princess Yufeng patted the eldest princess on the head with praise.
The eldest princess snorted at her, as if she wanted to appear more sensible. She blessed Xu Mingyi and said, "Miss Xu, go slowly."
Xu Mingyi couldn't help but feel a little complicated after receiving this gift for no reason.
I didn't know whether the eldest princess's illness was real or fake before, but now I'm sure it's fake. Now that I see the eldest princess looking like this, I can't help but admire her - she can act so flawlessly that even her closest relatives don't notice.
If she can be ranked second in this kind of acting, I'm afraid no one can be ranked first.
But I couldn't help but sigh in my heart - who was not forced out? Look at what this dog emperor forced people to do.
Shi Shi sent Xu Mingyi's master and servant out of the eldest princess's mansion.
There are no more palace cars outside the mansion.
Emperor Qingming never returned to the palace directly.
In the Northern Town Fusi, Town Fusi Liu Shizheng summoned his subordinates to explain their errands. Suddenly he heard that the imperial commander was coming, so he quickly dropped the official document in his hand and went out immediately to welcome him.
But...how could His Majesty come here in person?
Could it be that some big case happened?!
Liu Shi was nervous and uneasy, so he invited Emperor Qingming, who was dressed in plain clothes and obviously did not want to attract attention, to the outer hall.
"Your Majesty condescends to come in person. I wonder if you have any important errands?" Liu Shi asked in a respectful and careful tone from the side.
"I'm going to invite Xia Shoufu to come here to see me." Emperor Qingming ordered, "There's no need to alarm others."
"Yes, Wei Chen accepts the order."
Liu Shi suppressed his doubts, withdrew and handed over the matter to a close subordinate.
Xia Tingzhen came quickly.
As soon as he arrived at the hall to perform the ceremony, everyone in the hall retreated. The door of the hall was tightly closed from the outside, and his vision became much darker for a while.
Xia Tingzhen naturally noticed something strange.
Just the fact that the emperor came here in person was completely strange.
But after all, he is the chief minister of the dynasty. He still looks calm now and only asks: "I wonder why your majesty left the palace and came here?"
"Jingrong was frightened and made a big fuss, so I came out of the palace to see her." There was a smile in Emperor Qingming's tone, which was filled with sarcasm, but also with contradictory joy: "But...
I never thought that there would be unexpected gains——"
As he spoke, he slowly took out an object from his sleeve and placed it on the small table beside him: "Xia Aiqing might as well help me see if this thing is real or fake."
Xia Tingzhen stepped forward, picked up the things, and slowly unfolded them in front of her eyes.
In the dimly lit hall, the lines of writing on it are still clearly visible...
Xia Tingzhen's chest felt like the sound of beating drums, and her eyes, which had always been serious, changed again and again - the late emperor... actually left a legacy!
Sure enough, he guessed right!
And if this edict, which does not seem to be very heavy in the hand, is released, it will definitely cause chaos in all directions...!
"This thing... Your Majesty found it from the eldest princess's house?" Xia Tingzhen asked in a low voice.
"Yes, it was Jingrong's confusion that led me to the place where I hid this thing."
Xia Tingzhen frowned quickly: "Does Your Majesty think this is too coincidental?"
"That's why I asked Xia Aiqing to see if it was true or not -"
If Jing Rong really dares to pretend to be crazy and resort to stupid tricks, then he will have to leave her no matter what...
Xia Tingzhen's eyes returned to the silk fabric.
When I suddenly saw this thing, I couldn't help but feel shocked, so I couldn't say how to take a closer look.
Looking at it carefully now, after a long while, he said truthfully: "In my opinion, it is indeed the late emperor's handwriting. There is no trace of forgery."
The late emperor was of ordinary origin, and his calligraphy skills were mediocre, and he had even been instructed by him, so he would never make a mistake.
"Then it seems to be true." Emperor Qingming laughed and said in a teasing tone: "Look at what the heart of my father is like? I gave everything good to my second brother.
Even in the end, I still kept such a trick behind my back. If I hadn't been lucky enough, I don't know what my end would have been."
Xia Tingzhen was silent for a moment and said: "Your Majesty is a man of destiny, and your luck is also destiny."
Emperor Qingming stood up with a smile.
"Let's go, follow me to see someone - whether this thing was given to Jingrong by my father, I need to confirm it carefully."
He couldn't help but be a hundred times more cautious about things like this.
Xia Tingzhen had already guessed who the person she wanted to see was. After agreeing, she lowered her eyes and rolled up the silk in her hand.
The most frightening place in the capital is the imperial prison in Fusi, Beizhen.
This is a place where the sun cannot shine all year round, but everyone who enters here is looking forward to leaving this devil's cave every day - even if they are destined to leave as dead people.
Emperor Qingming and Xia Tingzhen stopped outside a cell.
Their shoes were as clean as new, but they looked so out of place on the smelly floor tiles whose blood stains could never be washed away.
Not to mention the old man huddled in the corner of the cell, who at first glance could no longer even be called a human being——
The cold prison door was pushed open, and Emperor Qingming walked in.
"Mr. Qi, I'm here to see you."
The man with disheveled gray hair raised his head blankly when he heard the sound. Only one eye on his old and flabby face was still intact and could see.
Seeing the person in front of him, the cloudy eye trembled.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
With a stooped figure and one missing arm, he crawled toward Emperor Qingming. He tightly grasped the corner of Emperor Qingming's robe with one hand and begged, "Please let me go. I really didn't say a word."
There is no concealment in the lie... When Your Majesty was still a prince, he was punished by the late Emperor to kneel outside the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart. This was still the old slave's request to the late Emperor... Has Your Majesty forgotten all of this..."
The voice was choked and hoarse but still had a hint of shrillness.
He was originally the great eunuch beside the late emperor, and he was very famous in public. After the late emperor's death, he was given a hundred taels of gold and good farmland and a house by Emperor Qingming, and was specially allowed to leave the palace to live in old age.
The disease "passed away".
"Qi Gong, I also want to believe you. Look at you, you have really suffered here for so many years..."
Emperor Qingming sighed pitifully, but did not kick the person away. He only sighed: "Under such torture, I thought there was nothing I couldn't ask - but I still underestimated you.
I have to say that my father has a really good eye for seeing people."
"Your Majesty... how dare I deceive your Majesty, this old slave? The legacy of the emperor to the eldest son is a matter of etiquette and law. Why should your majesty insist on insisting on something that does not exist, listening to other people's slander, and only asking for trouble!"
"It's such a tradition of etiquette... but why is my father unwilling to follow it?" Emperor Qingming said sarcastically: "Or is this edict simply forged by others, and I wrongly blamed my father?"
"Your Majesty said...what?" The old eunuch raised his head in confusion.
"Can I please take a good look at it for me? Is this thing true or false?"
Emperor Qingming dropped the silk in his hand at his feet, and his tone was still casual and relaxed: "Before the emperor left, there was only Qi Gong serving in the palace. If you want to draft a posthumous edict, I am afraid you will have to ask Qi Gong to serve you with pen and ink - this thing is really
Whether it is true or false, Mr. Qi should be very clear about it."
The old eunuch trembled and loosened his grip on the emperor's robe, pushing aside the silk fabric to look at it.
He read the words line by line, his whole body shaking uncontrollably, until he saw an ink stain the size of a fingernail in the lower left corner, and tears suddenly rolled down from his red eyes.
It is indeed this edict...
Fortunately, this is the edict...
He was worried that he wouldn't be able to survive this day——
The late emperor's instructions, today... he was finally able to fulfill them to the end!
The old eunuch clutched the edge of the silk and suddenly let out a harsh and sad laugh.
Emperor Qingming narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "What? Could it be that the edict I found from Duke Zhen was actually a fake?"
"Prince Zhenguo...?"
The old eunuch straightened up with difficulty, took the imperial edict, and stood up tremblingly. He changed his humble and pleading attitude and said in a disdainful tone: "Your Majesty has already obtained it, how can you not know about it and the country's affairs?"
It has nothing to do with you...but your majesty still returns
I am trying to test, how can someone who is so ignorant and suspicious, who cannot distinguish between loyal and sycophant, be worthy of being the king of a country! How can the emperor, who has a pair of wise eyes, really trust the country to his trust! Kill, just kill by mistake! Let's see this
How many more days can the mountains and rivers of Daqing remain stable?"
His expression gradually became excited, and his saliva even splashed on Emperor Qingming's face.
There was no wave on Emperor Qingming's face, but he secretly clenched his back teeth.
This person's cowardly begging for mercy before... was indeed an act!
"Your Majesty!"
The old eunuch staggered back two steps, looked at the top of his head in a daze, and said with tears: "...The old slave has advised you before that the eldest princess has a wavering temperament, a weak mind, and is not strong enough to be trusted. She cannot be trusted with anything."
ah!"
Then, he suddenly lowered his head, looked at the edict in his hand, and hurriedly hugged the edict in front of him. The old and frail man didn't know where he got the strength, and suddenly he rushed out of the cell like crazy.
He said firmly: "Your Majesty's legacy must not be buried...it must not be buried like this!"
Seeing that he was about to rush out of the cell, Xia Tingzhen raised her hand.
The detective guard outside the cell understood and stepped forward with his sword drawn.
The long knife penetrated the old and emaciated body as easily as it penetrated a layer of window paper.
Blood began to overflow from the old eunuch's mouth, and his body gradually drooped weakly. However, his thin hand still held the testament tightly.
Emperor Qingming then turned around.
He walked to the side of the old eunuch and stretched out his hand to take back the blood-stained edict.
The other party was almost breathless, but the strength holding on to the imperial edict was still great. It took a lot of effort for him to pull the thing back.
Emperor Qingming glanced at the old eunuch who was still staring at death, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi, I should thank you very much. However, it's not that I want to thank you for interceding for me in the past. But - I feel much more at ease now."
Outside the cell, next to an old table and bench where several jailers rested, a brazier was burning for heating.
The bright yellow silk was thrown into the brazier and was quickly ignited and devoured.
Seeing that the last bright color turned into ashes, Emperor Qingming's eyes overflowed with a faint smile of satisfaction.
As long as this edict disappears completely, nothing else should be feared.
Even if Jingrong recovers one day and remembers this edict, or someone else knows about the existence of this edict——
But, what does it matter?
Will they choose to speak out?
If you have the courage, it will save trouble.
——I am spreading rumors in an attempt to stir up trouble, but I actually have ulterior motives. It is obvious that I want to disrupt our country in Daqing. Such treacherous ministers and traitors should be punished.
He turned around and walked out of the cell with Xia Tingzhen.
Outside the imperial prison, the warm sun was blazing above my head.
Emperor Qingming raised his head and glanced at the dazzling sun.
"Xia Aiqing——"
"Wei Chen is here."
"Tell me...my second brother, does he know there is this edict?"
"Judging from what happened back then, with His Majesty's perfect plan, His Highness Prince Yan should have no chance of knowing."
"Yes, I don't think he knows." Emperor Qingming said with a smile: "If he knew that this edict was burned to the ground by me today, I wonder how he would feel?"
The edict has disappeared, and everything that is legitimate can only belong to him from the beginning to the end.
As for whether there would be someone who would rather not have the right name but fight with him life and death - he would not let anyone have this opportunity...
A cloud floated from nowhere, blocking the golden sunlight, and shadows quickly spread between the sky and the earth.
After a while, the darkness slowly dispersed.
…
Three days later, it rained heavily in Beijing.
There was nothing to do on a rainy day, he couldn't practice archery, and it was inconvenient to go out, so Xu Mingyi took a book and sat in front of the window in a daze.
As for why I still hold the book while I am in a daze, it is simply because my mind wanders away when I look at the book.
She is thinking of someone.
——The owner of this fat bird was squatting in the chair next to her, taking a nap.
"Tianmu, what do you think he is doing at this time?"
Xu Mingyi reached out and touched the dozing big bird, sighed and asked.
The big bird didn't even move an eyelid.
Are you really asleep?
Xu Mingyi shook its wings, but the big bird still didn't respond.
Don’t they all say that pets are their owners’ caring little cotton-padded jackets that can connect with their owners’ thoughts?
At this time, Azhu walked in from outside.
"Girl, Ah Li brought some snacks and beef jerky, saying they were made by Miss Cai herself."
As soon as he finished speaking, the big bird in the chair immediately opened his eyes and shook his head energetically.
Seeing this scene, two voices suddenly popped up in Xu Mingyi's mind - Can the bird pretending to be deaf and dumb still want it?
And - they all say that a childhood without being beaten is incomplete. Should she give her child a complete childhood?
