RNP Chapter 1466 Emperor Chongping: Next 1
Chapter 1466 Emperor Chongping: Next 1
Chapter 1466 Emperor Chongping: Next letter...
Shenjing, Ningguo Mansion, Grand View Garden
In the early morning hours of winter, you can see golden-red rays of sunlight penetrating the thin mist in the cloudy eastern sky.
At this moment, Xiren and Zijuan were sitting in front of a dressing table with a diamond-shaped bronze mirror. Her plump face was rosy and charming. In the bright mirror, the light was as clear as water, and her eyebrows and eyes were filled with beautiful spring charm.
When Xiren thought about the struggle that took place last night, she couldn't help but feel inexplicably happy.
Xiren got up, took a pair of scissors, walked closer to the bed, looked at the bright red plum blossom on the snow-white sheet, moved closer, and started cutting it, her heart filled with joy and excitement.
After a while, a branch of red plum blossom can be seen, as red as blood, extremely eye-catching, almost dazzling the eyes.
Seeing her beautiful eyebrows as dark as spring mountains and her bright eyes as clear as water, she couldn't help but feel an inexplicable joy in her heart.
Zijuan also turned around slowly, holding a pair of scissors in her hand. Her face, which was a little chubby, was also blushing like a rosy cloud, and her eyes were as bright as water.
Xiren turned around and handed over a piece of cloth with bright red blood stains, saying, "Zijuan, this is yours."
Zijuan: “…”
What is this word?
However, Zijuan also reached out to take the silk scarf handed to her by Xiren, and was dazed for a moment.
At this moment, Xiren had also finished her work carefully. Her face, which was full of shrewdness, was bright and rosy, with a strand of hair hanging down from her temples. She said in a voice with a hint of cuteness and charm, "We will be the prince's people from now on."
Compared to Zijuan who still addressed him as "Master", Xiren had now changed her address to "Prince", perhaps she had already imagined herself becoming a lady of honor.
Zijuan hummed softly, her eyes a little dazed.
Thinking of Jia Heng's love for her last night, Zijuan's heart trembled slightly, and she felt her body was still a little hot.
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Ningguo Mansion
While Jia Heng was speaking, he and Daiyu got on an octagonal carriage with a high shaft and covered with square light yellow curtains.
At this moment, in the carriage, there was a copper basin with a blazing fire placed under the carriage. When the hot steam rose, it dispelled the winter chill and brought a sense of warmth.
Ning'anfang, Lin's House
Lin Ruhai had already received a message from Jia Heng, who had been sent by someone to deliver it, saying that Jia Heng was coming to visit his relatives, so he sat in the hall early to drink tea and wait.
After a while, a servant from the outside quickly walked into the hall and said, "Master, Prince Wei and the young lady are here."
Upon hearing this, Lin Ruhai put down the blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand, and said with a look of joy, "I'll go and greet her."
As he spoke, Lin Ruhai stood up and walked to the ceremonial gate. He stood still and looked at the young man in python clothes who came in from the outside with his daughter. He said, "Zi Yu, Yu'er, they are here."
Jia Heng looked at Lin Ruhai intently and said softly, "Hello, uncle."
Daiyu was standing aside, wearing a scarlet dress, with a beautiful bun on her head, looking dignified and beautiful. From a distance, her manners were elegant, like a lady from a noble family.
And that beautiful, fair face, with a rosy complexion, was bright and charming.
Hearing Jia Heng's self-introduction, he couldn't help but glare at the young man in the python robe, thinking, what kind of title is that? Shouldn't he be called father-in-law?
Lin Ruhai's eyes were as warm as the rising sun, and his face was full of smiles. He said, "Zi Yu, there is no need to be polite. Let's go inside first and talk."
As he spoke, he extended his hand and called Jia Heng to the hall to sit down.
At this moment, the servant brought a cup of fragrant tea, then bowed and left.
Jia Heng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and looked at Lin Ruhai with warm eyes.
Lin Ruhai smiled and said, "Zi Yu, it's rare for you and Xi'er to come over this time. I just asked the kitchen to prepare a large table of dishes. Let's have a few drinks together later."
At this moment, Jia Heng's expression paused slightly, he looked up at Lin Ruhai and said, "Uncle, have you seen the recent memorials from the capital?"
While the two were talking, they went into the study and sat down.
At this moment, Daiyu was serving tea on the side, her slender hands were white, tender and soft.
Lin Ruhai asked gently, "What did Ziyu want just now?"
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then asked, "What is the cabinet's current opinion?"
"The elders of the cabinet, Elder Li has no opinion. Elder Gao and Elder Lu still want to establish the legitimate heir. But the King of Wei has no son. For the sake of the Han Dynasty, it is better to establish a vassal state of Chu than to establish a vassal state of Wei." Lin Ruhai said with a solemn expression, shaking his head.
Jia Heng said: "I'm afraid the emperor in the palace is also wavering."
Lin Ruhai shook his head slightly, his eyes looking far away, and said, "Outsiders don't know what the Holy Heart is like. I think it's what is circulated outside."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, his eyes shining brightly under his sword-like brows, and asked, "What do you think, uncle?"
Lin Ruhai said worriedly, "The King of Wei is kind and honest, but he has no children. The King of Chu is resolute and resolute, but his foundation is shallow. If we rashly establish a virtuous heir, the government may be unstable."
This is the current political dilemma of the Han Dynasty, or rather, it is a dilemma created by King Chen Ran of Wei himself because he has no children.
Jia Heng nodded and said in a gentle voice: "My uncle is right. I don't have much to say about the establishment of the East Palace."
"Given Zi Yu's identity, it is indeed not appropriate for him to come out and support any party, otherwise it will be the final word." Lin Ruhai reminded.
Jia Heng smiled and said, "My uncle thinks too highly of me. I'm afraid I'll get myself into more trouble."
Lin Ruhai couldn't help but smile.
Jia Heng's eyes were filled with mystery as he spoke, "No matter who is appointed as the Crown Prince, they will inevitably... be wary of me, but also rely on me."
Hearing this, Lin Ruhai nodded and said, "Zi Yu is right. We should be on guard against him and rely on him. Zi Yu has the talent to govern the country. The new king will have to rely on Zi Yu's wisdom and strategy, but he can't lead the army anymore."
He was probably a minister of the Grand Council, serving as an advisor.
Jia Heng said: "Now we can only lie dormant for the time being."
Lin Ruhai nodded, then changed the subject, looked at Daiyu beside him, and said: "Yu'er, Ziyu is back this time, he probably won't lead the troops to fight again, so he will have more time to accompany you."
Daiyu's eyes were as bright as water, and her eyebrows were as round and round as smoke. She said, "Daddy, he has so many people he wants to be with. He doesn't have to be with me."
Lin Ruhai: “…”
Jia Heng looked a little embarrassed and asked, "Uncle, the food should be ready. I'm a little hungry now."
Daiyu's beautiful jade-like white face was clearly blushing like clouds, and her rosy red aura was all around her. Her sparkling eyes seemed to glare at the young man in the python costume and said, "You only know how to eat."
Lin Ruhai turned to look at Jia Heng and said, "These days, Lu Jiang has repeatedly instigated Li Gelao and Gao Gelao to take back the post of the governor of the Beijing camp from Zi Yu."
Jia Heng said: "The follow-up of Liaodong affairs has not yet been settled. In addition, the Mongolian tribes outside the Great Wall still need the cavalry and soldiers of the Beijing Camp to suppress them. As for the post of the Beijing Camp Jiedushi, it is dispensable to me."
Lin Ruhai said: "But those civil officials don't think so."
As the saying goes, one should help relatives rather than the law. Even though Lin Ruhai was a typical scholar-official, he couldn't help but have some opinions when he saw his son-in-law being excluded.
The two chatted, talking about everything from the current political situation to maritime trade.
Lin Ruhai nodded and said, "Now that maritime trade is booming, the imperial treasury has a lot of tax surplus. We should have a navy to show off our power abroad and intimidate the barbarians."
Jia Heng's eyes were piercing under his sword-like brows, and he said, "What my uncle said makes sense."
Lin Ruhai nodded and said loudly: "What Lord Li meant is that after the New Year, when spring comes and flowers bloom, and everything goes smoothly in Liaodong, we can gradually withdraw the troops."
Just like that, in the evening, in the cold winter, the fiery red sunset spread across the western sky, as bright as fire.
On the other side, Jia Heng and Daiyu left the Lin residence and got on the carriage. In the middle of the carriage, the two sat together, leaning against each other.
Daiyu leaned her beautiful head against Jia Heng's shoulder and said with a worried tone, "Brother Heng, are things in the court getting more sinister?"
Jia Heng nodded and said, "That's about right. The capital has been in turmoil lately, so I can only stay at home and bide my time for a while."
Daiyu said, "Then Brother Heng should rest a little longer in the mansion."
As they were talking, Jia Heng took Daiyu in a carriage and returned to Ningguo Mansion.
As soon as I arrived at the house, I saw lights and decorations everywhere, and red double happiness characters pasted on the beams, pillars and windows, creating a festive atmosphere.
Daiyu raised her willow-like eyebrows, and said with a hint of jealousy, "This is for Sister Xiuyan and the others."
Jia Heng nodded and said in a gentle voice: "Sister Lin, the day after tomorrow is a good day, and Sister Lin will have a glass of wedding wine then."
Daiyu was overwhelmed with shame when she heard this. She couldn't help but hit Jia Heng with her clenched fist and said, "You are so ungrateful after getting the advantage."
Jia Heng said, "Okay, sister, let's go back to Xiaoxiang Pavilion."
Daiyu's jade-white face blushed as if she had replied softly, and her sparkling eyes showed an inexplicable joy as she said, "Brother Heng."
While the two were talking, they walked back along the corridor with lacquered wooden railings and sat down on a pearwood chair in Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
Zijuan and Xiren came over and said, "Miss, you are back."
At this moment, the two maids had already combed their hair into beautiful buns, and their snow-white faces were flushed, looking bright and charming after the rain.
Daiyu nodded and whispered, "I'm very tired now. Pour me a cup of tea."
Xiren secretly glanced at the young man in the python robe, her eyes filled with shyness and joy, her voice unable to conceal her happiness, and she said, "Young lady, wait a moment."
As he said this, he came to the side.
As the girl walked away gracefully with her slender waist, her plump and round breasts seemed to be delicate and graceful, which was difficult to conceal.
Zijuan now came behind Daiyu and gently massaged the beautiful woman's shoulders. Her beautiful eyes were as bright as water under her crescent-shaped eyebrows.
Jia Heng's eyes were as bright as water under his sword-like eyebrows. He said, "Sister Lin,"
Daiyu looked at the young man in the python robe with her sparkling eyes under her smoky eyebrows and said, "Brother Heng, I haven't spoken to you yet."
After he came back, he only asked her and Sister Bao to serve him together, and he didn't spend any time with her alone.
Although she had long been accustomed to serving Jia Heng together with Baochai.
Jia Heng's clear eyes were gleaming with energy under his sword-like brows. He said, "Then let's talk after my sister and I have a bath."
At this moment, several beautiful maids walked into the room and said, "Master, the bathtub is ready with hot water."
Jia Heng held Daiyu's slender hand and entered the side room. At this moment, there was a wooden bathtub in the room, with flower petals, spices and other things placed in the hot water.
Daiyu's face was as bright as spring flowers and autumn moon, her eyes sparkling and shining, and she said, "Brother Heng, let me help you change your clothes."
Jia Heng smiled and said, "Sister, you have lived a life of luxury, how can you let Sister Lin do such a job?"
Daiyu snorted softly, her eyes sparkling, she said coquettishly, "If you don't want me to serve you, I won't serve you."
As he spoke, he gently unbuttoned his jacket, but did not help Jia Heng change his clothes.
Jia Heng smiled, turned around, looked at the beautiful woman who had already shown some plumpness, and said, "Sister."
Or, I have long been accustomed to Daiyu's jokes. Perhaps this is the meaning of life. Otherwise, being a good wife and mother would be too boring.
As he spoke, he gently took Daiyu's hand, walked along the three-section bamboo couch, and stepped into the steaming bathtub.
Daiyu said softly, "Brother Heng, let me rub your shoulders for you."
Jia Heng smiled and said, "I finally see the gentle and considerate Sister Lin."
Daiyu's fair and tender face was already blushing, and she said angrily, "When I served you, you never said you were gentle and considerate."
Thinking back to when she was a child, this guy bullied her when she was just a little older.
Jia Heng gently pinched the beautiful woman's smooth and soft chin, pressed down and held the two soft and slightly pink lips.
This sharp tongue has to be cured.
Along with the sound of water in the bathtub, it flowed along the bathtub and overflowed all over the carpet.
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Let’s not talk about how affectionate Jia Heng and Daiyu are, but let’s talk about the palace, Kunning Palace——
In the bedroom, curtains were drawn down from the vermilion beams and pillars. Immediately, a fragrance like orchid and musk filled the room, making people feel slightly relieved.
Emperor Chongping had an old, sunken face, and beneath two thin, loose eyebrows, his cold eyes were as calm as the abyss. He said, "Zitong, think about the memorials you have written in the past few days."
Queen Song's pale and delicate face, with a rosy aura, said in a gentle voice, "Your Majesty, there is nothing new, it's all clichés."
Emperor Chongping said, "Read it to me and I will listen."
Queen Song's fair and smooth face seemed to be covered with a faint blush. She pursed her pink lips slightly, took a memorial and read it.
The beauty's face was flushed, and she said, "This is a memorial submitted by the Right Deputy Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate, requesting Your Majesty to establish the Crown Prince as soon as possible in order to stabilize the hearts of people at home and abroad, and to advise Wei in the memorial... The King of Wei is a man of wisdom and intelligence, and has the style of his fathers and grandfathers. He is worthy of the heavy responsibility of the country."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Chongping interrupted without further ado and said, "Next letter."
Queen Song paused for a moment while holding a memorial in her hand. She then picked up another memorial, cleared her throat, and said, "Guo Huai, the military official, has submitted a memorial to His Majesty, the King of Wei..."
"Next letter." Emperor Chongping interrupted Queen Song rudely, causing her snow-white face to change. Her beautiful eyes, beneath her curved eyebrows, were as clear as water, and seemed to be filled with inexplicable meaning.
Queen Song picked up another memorial, and this time her beautiful eyes looked at it. When she saw the name of the King of Wei, she quickly closed the memorial and took out another one, saying, "Your Majesty, Fan Wang, the director of the Imperial College, reports to Your Majesty that the King of Chu is prudent and has profound strategies, and he can be trusted with the country."
Emperor Chongping spoke indifferently, "Next one."
Queen Song's crystal-clear face paused for a moment, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, finally realizing that the emperor's attitude just now was not directed at Ran'er at all.
After letting go of her mental burden, Queen Song calmed down, took a memorial, began to read it, and then read it to Emperor Chongping.
Although Emperor Chongping had difficulty seeing, it did not mean that he had a bad memory. On the contrary, he had a clear mind. After listening to more than a dozen memorials in succession, he roughly understood the current tendency of the entire court to establish the heir.
Overall, as the eldest son of the Queen, Prince Wei was legally the eldest son and thus was well supported by the upright officials in the court.
Emperor Chongping was silent for a moment, then asked, "Has the Prince of Wei seen the imperial physician?"
Queen Song's white jade-like face seemed to show some hesitation. Her soft and rosy lips moved and she said, "Your Majesty, Ran'er has seen the imperial physician. He said that he has been busy in the wars these years. He just needs to take care of himself and he will be fine."
Emperor Chongping did not comment, but asked, "Where is Prince Liang now?"
Queen Song was surprised and said, "Your Majesty, he was inspecting the prisons in Jiangsu and Zhejiang some time ago, and he has returned now."
Emperor Chongping was silent for a moment and sighed.
Among the current candidates for the Eastern Palace, there is indeed someone that Emperor Chongping is quite dissatisfied with.
The King of Chu has a shallow foundation, the King of Wei has no children, and the King of Liang does not look like a good ruler. Although the eighth prince Chen Ze is intelligent, he is not born to the Queen but to the Imperial Concubine.
Under Queen Song's beautiful curved eyebrows, her charming eyes were as clear as water. She stared at Emperor Chongping who had suddenly fallen silent, and a feeling of anxiety surged in her heart.
Earlier, I was so absorbed in being obsessed with that little fox that I forgot to ask him for advice. How could Ran'er avoid Wu Zi's criticism?
Emperor Chongping's dark, thin face was sunken, and he coughed a few times. His voice was obviously a little short of breath, and he said, "Zitong, I'm tired, I'll sleep for a while."
Queen Song's jade-like face was slightly rosy. She pursed her pink lips and said softly, "Then I will take my leave."
As she was speaking, the beautiful lady left the hall with a heavy heart.
Emperor Chongping couldn't help but sigh as he heard the familiar footsteps of the beauty gradually fading away.
If he did not establish the King of Wei but chose the King of Chu instead, what impact would it have on the political situation?
First of all, we need to select good ministers to assist us. Li Gao and the other two in the cabinet are both capable ministers who can take on the responsibility.
Zi Yu was already a prince, and had a good relationship with the King of Chu because they were brothers-in-law.
In essence, there will be no imbalance in the political situation.
And if King Chen Ran of Wei remained childless, it would also pose many risks to the country.
But thinking about their long-lasting relationship as husband and wife, Emperor Chongping began to hesitate again.
If Chen Ze is appointed, the ruler is young and the country is in doubt, what should be done?
Emperor Chongping thought for a while, and felt an inexplicable sleepiness coming over him. Soon his eyelids became heavy and drooped, and he gradually fell into a deep sleep.
(End of this chapter)