Chapter 332 Try Again
Chunjia of the former court heard the news of Yan Yin's report, and frowned slightly: "The details of the soldier are sure to be found out? Is it true that he made it up on his own, and was not instructed by others?"
No wonder he was so skeptical. Over the past few years, the harem gradually calmed down because of the concubine's retreat, from words to actions, which showed her determination to change her mind for the sake of her own fifteenth prince.
The two empress dowagers who were in trouble fled far away to Fuyang County, the beloved concubine calmed down, and the empress, who was not likable but whose ability and family background met the interests of the Gongxiang family, lived in peace... This is the most comfortable time for the emperor. Who knows that only a few days have passed, the situation in the north has changed suddenly, the noble concubine's family has been almost ignored, and now the empress's father has even indirect revenge against the noble concubine's father, it is hard to prevent the emperor from suspecting that someone deliberately did it, The purpose is to make the noble concubine fight the queen.
He didn't forget about Ji Minggan either, "Didn't you say that the remnants of the Ji family ran northward? What happened later?"
Yan cited doubts: "After Ji Minggan and his party escaped from Yanling Mansion, the Secretary of the Imperial City originally planned to pursue them closely. But later, accidents happened one after another in the harem of the previous dynasty, and they were all urgent matters. Many people were temporarily transferred, so At once……"
It's really not that the Imperial City Secretary couldn't do it, but that after Ji Minggan and others were blocked at that time, they saw that it was difficult to fly with their wings. As a result, on the side of the imperial capital, there was another palace change, another drowning of the empress dowager and the first prince, and another birth of the eighth prince. The world was complicated and confusing, and it was the queen who murdered the king of Chu... Not long after, smallpox happened again. As the eyes and ears of the emperor, their number was not small. However, after the turmoil of the two generations of masters, Xiaozong and the Regent, in the hands of Chunjia, the power of the Imperial City Department had already shrunk a lot. In addition, the emperor certainly could not trust those who had done things for the Regent, so he had to do some cleaning up. .
Then catch up with frequent incidents, isn't it a shortage of manpower?
Before, Sun Yu, the envoy of the imperial city, was even gone.
Such an inexhaustible response, no matter how sharp the ears and eyes are, the organization must be exhausted, otherwise Ji Minggan would not be allowed to escape.
Chunjia knew it well, and didn't blame him at the moment, she just said: "What about the soldiers? Uncle Zhaowu and Marquis Jingning are both in the north, after what happened, didn't you investigate?"
"Check it out." Yan Yin reported in a low voice, "The soldier lived in Huizhou for generations, and it is said that he has a distant relationship with Xie's branch. His wife is indeed famous for being virtuous and filial. All the survivors covered their faces and sighed... Looking at it in the open, it was indeed reasonable. But... Uncle Zhao Wu didn't dare to say anything, he only went to the secret paper to plead guilty, saying that he was incompetent to lead the army. Jingninghou went up He made a letter to intercede for Uncle Zhaowu, saying that he had observed in Yanzhou these days that Uncle Zhaowu had a very high prestige in the army. Normally speaking, even if the soldier was not angry that Uncle Zhaowu would compromise because of Xie Jian, he should argue with the commander first. After the failure, it was possible to take a risky shot just now... There is something wrong with such a direct and blatant shot."
The emperor pondered: "I also feel that something is wrong..."
After all, even Yun Fenghuang knew that the most important thing in the army was to enforce orders and prohibit them.
Gu Fangshu has led the army for many years, so it is impossible for him not to understand this truth. How could he not spend a lot of effort in training his troops?
The soldiers who come out under such circumstances, as Jing Ninghou said, are unlikely to directly defy the commander's order without even saying hello.
The problem is, right now... there's no evidence.
"The soldiers and civilians in Huizhou suffered heavy casualties, and almost none of the soldiers' relatives, neighbors, and other close people survived." Yan Yin said helplessly, "Occasionally, those who survived by chance are all innocent children, and I really can't ask anything... Jingninghou said that when his subordinates hunted down Wei He, he caught several remnants of the Ji clan, and asked His Majesty if they should be escorted to the Imperial Capital together?"
In fact, this is a tactful question to Chunjia, whether he should frame the incident on these Ji family remnants, so as to divert the wrath of the noble concubine and avoid chaos in the harem.
The most important thing is to avoid provoking Yun Fenghuang and starting to meddle in the East Palace dispute!
"..." Chunjia fell silent.
In terms of interests, he should actually agree.
After all, in his mind, the possibility of Uncle Zhao Wu being cheated is very high.
Besides, this is also for the benefit of the noble concubine, since the emperor does not intend to let her replace the queen, what good is there for her to go against the queen and the Gu family? Even a little suicidal.
When Chunjia is here, can they keep their mothers rich and safe, and after Chunjia is gone, can Xuanqing Palace still have a good life?
Yun Fenghuang was nearly ten years younger than him, and the emperor always felt that if he was not surprised, he must be walking ahead of the imperial concubine, and he might even walk ahead for several years. He was really worried that after he went, the noble concubine would end badly. The successor of Sejong back then was the Queen of the Palace who was formally registered, offered sacrifices to the Taimiao, and entered the genealogy. Sejong was not dead at the time, but he was old and weak. Together with the emperor's brother, if you say kill, you can kill, or you can abolish? After that, the heads of the clan members who were killed were rolling in, and the main branch of the Gongxiang family, which was originally a thriving and flourishing branch, was killed abruptly and became thin, so that after Xiaozong, he needed to pass on his heirs from the side branch to continue incense.
After thinking for a long time, the emperor finally sighed, and said, "The noble concubine is shrewd, and the Marquis of Jingning's move can be hidden for a while, but it is difficult to hide it for a lifetime... Don't forget that Huizhou is the hometown of the noble concubine. There may not be any survivors, and if anyone misses a word and spreads it to the noble concubine's ears, I'm afraid it will become more and more uncontrollable. Forget it, let Jing Ninghou don't need to worry about it. Later, I will talk to the noble concubine after I go. "
He said, "The imperial concubine has become more sensible and considerate since King Jin came to power. I think she will understand."
Of course Yun Fenghuang could understand. After Chunjia was busy with government affairs for a paragraph, she came to the back, and saw the imperial concubine who had already calmed down and watched Zhaoqing and Xie Meng's three nieces kicking shuttlecock with her back as if nothing had happened.
For this reason, many utensils were removed from the hall to make an open space.
The four girls are all at the age of flower bones, and they are well-dressed, and they are pleasing to the eye in everything they do.
Even though Zhao Qing was limping, he still refused to admit defeat and competed with the three cousins. Perhaps because he was afraid that she would fall, the pole on the ground was temporarily replaced with the one used in winter. It was an inch thick and fell It doesn't matter.
The servants stood around with the serving objects and cheered and cheered for their masters from time to time. Yun Fenghuang seemed to be fascinated by it, and the corners of his mouth twitched into a smile, looking at the juniors with tender love in their eyes.
When the emperor entered the door, he noticed through the carvings on the screen that his chest felt tight, so he walked in and said softly, "It's very lively at the moment."
Seeing this, Xie Meng and others hurried up to salute.
Zhaoqing rushed over joyfully, shouting "Father Emperor" loudly.
Chunjia was happy just looking at it, he just liked the fact that the eldest daughter didn't hold grudges.
Before that, he wiped his tears and stomped his feet angrily and walked away in front of him, but now he rushed forward as if nothing had happened.
Seeing this, he quickly helped him up, and said with a smile: "Look at the sweat on your head, why don't you ask your wet nurse to wipe it for you?"
"My son can wipe it by himself." Zhao Qing said, taking advantage of the situation, he quietly wiped the sweat from his palms on his royal robe, and retreated as if nothing had happened, "Is the father coming to see the mother concubine? There, the minister will leave first." .”
How could such a small gesture of hers have been hidden from Chunjia's eyes and ears, she couldn't help but laugh when she saw this, just now she praised the child in her heart, but then turned around and slapped her in the face?
To rest in peace, Zhaoqing must be taught a lesson.
But today I have something else to do, I have no thoughts, and I dare not say anything about Zhaoqing in front of Yun Fenghuang, so I just stretched out my hand and rubbed her head, saying: "You guys go."
So Xie Mengsan, who didn't know whether to stay or not, hurriedly resigned.
"I heard that Your Majesty has been very busy these two days." Yun Fenghuang gently watched the four children and the servants who were serving them go out, and asked weakly, "I have already said it, and there is nothing wrong here. Son, with the children on the left and right, and the servants waiting on you, what is your majesty worried about? Besides, the concubine can lie down for a few days at most, and your majesty can't delay the government affairs because of the concubine's body."
The more considerate she was, the more uncomfortable Chunjia felt. She sat down on the side of the couch, hesitated for a while, and then said with difficulty: "Ah Huang, although Mrs. Xie probably died, but do you remember that your parents have never been found?" What? I came here now because... I have some news."
Yun Fenghuang's heart was like a thousand arrows being shot, but his face revealed the surprise of having practiced in front of the mirror hundreds of times, and even his eyes lit up instantly, as if naturally revealing: "Really?!"
She even sat up from the hidden pouch, stretched out her hand to grab Chunjia's sleeve, and asked joyfully, "Did Mom and Dad find it? Where are they? Were you frightened badly? Have you ever been injured?"
Chunjia choked on what he was going to say, and it was rare for him to have the urge to turn around and run away, and then send Yanyin, Queen, or even anyone else to convey it.
But he didn't move, he just looked at the imperial concubine with guilt and helplessness.
As a result, the bright color in Yun Fenghuang's eyes quickly dimmed, and she subconsciously loosened the arm holding Chunjia's sleeve, but her fingertips clenched the material even more tightly, and said very softly and slowly: "... Could it be that ...are they badly injured? Or... still disabled???"
"...only your father has been found so far." The emperor turned his head to look at the candlestick not far away, unable to bear to see the look on the imperial concubine's face, "he...is in the hands of the Weihe people. Originally...it should have been fine. But ...Wei He was blocked by Uncle Zhao Wu and couldn't get away, so he took Chulai as a hostage."
Chunjia smiled wryly in her heart, stared at the candlestick, and finished speaking in one breath, "Uncle Zhaowu wanted to save him, so he decided to negotiate. But during the negotiation, a soldier under him who lost all his family members lost control of his emotions and suddenly ...and shot Xie Jian."
After saying this, he silently counted to three numbers, and then carefully turned his head little by little to look at the imperial concubine.
Seeing that the noble concubine seemed to have petrified suddenly, she remained motionless, maintaining the posture she had just revealed with joy, staring blankly at her face.
"Uncle Zhao Wu has already submitted the confession." Chunjia felt a pain in his heart, stretched out his hand to caress her face, and said in a low voice, "He dare not say anything now, but the Marquis of Jingning came to say that he suspected the remnants of the Ji family... After all , the soldiers under Uncle Zhaowu, logically speaking, would not make such a decision on their own. I ordered the Secretary of the Imperial City to investigate thoroughly. No matter what, I will definitely find out the ins and outs of this matter, and give your father justice, okay? ?”
The emperor felt honest and honest, but he didn't understand that when he received the news early in the morning, the imperial concubine, who was full of doubts and resentment, listened, there was actually another layer of meaning to these words.
It is this matter that I have helped both of you to deal with, and I will have the final say in the future.
I will try my best to give you an explanation, and if I can't give it, I will give you compensation. In short, don't think about anything or do anything, especially don't make trouble, don't target the Gu family and the queen.
Yun Fenghuang closed her eyes and endured it for a long time, but the tears still fell slowly after all, she thought sadly, that's it.
Try again, just for the sake of the tenderness and sweetness of the past few years.
Take a risk.
Maybe he really has a different weight for her in his heart?
So she asked directly: "Your Majesty, I also feel that the soldiers under Uncle Zhaowu, logically speaking, would not make such a decision on their own. So, is it possible that this is what Uncle Zhaowu meant?!"