I was reborn by the emperor

Chapter 67

The inn has three floors, and it is the most well-equipped within a few miles. The store's receptionist was full of trepidation, and for half a month, he stopped all business to decorate the storefront and express his heart.

Rows of vermilion lanterns hung in the corridor, and the halo of light crimson dots scattered on the ground was destroyed by the scabbards protruding from the waists of the guards, and the scabbards were also covered with a layer of red, like day and night The outstretched claws of the evil spirits.

The Naihe Inn has been around for a long time, and the exquisitely carved windows are closed tightly, only for decoration, but there are still traces of cold wind rushing in, and a single candle is lit on the desk, dimly illuminating the emperor's pair of eyes. Creates gully's eyes.

Wang Fulu quietly entered with a pear wooden tray. On the tray was a small bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup, which was already half cold. He added some sugar to it, which was the emperor's favorite taste.

The indoor light is very dim, and there are scattered lamps, but they are not lit. Wang Fulu tries to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

Lord Long Live loves to deal with government affairs in this kind of semi-dark environment. When his eyes are dark, he can concentrate more. Today is also the case. The brush is pressed on the letter paper, and the ink flows smoothly with his wrist.

Wang Fulu put the white fungus and lotus seed soup where the emperor could see it, and was about to withdraw when the emperor said, "Let's go and see it? How about it?"

Wang Fulu froze for a rare moment, and grabbed the edge of the pear wood tray with his fingers, "Look, the imperial doctor has already seen it, His Highness the Seventh Prince is young after all, the wound has recovered well, and all the scabs have scabbed over, the maidservant scrubbed the body, now The candles have been extinguished, and the old slave probably fell asleep."

He answered fluently, arched his back, and waited for the emperor's order. After waiting for a long time, he could only catch a glimpse of the crooked hook rope at the end of the writing brush wandering in circles in the darkness.

The emperor is still writing secret letters.

Keeping his duty, Wang Fulu took another step back. After an unknown amount of time, he heard the sound of the letter paper being folded. The emperor let out a "huh", and Wang Fulu immediately understood. With a glance, I already knew where I was going to send it.

He guessed that it must be related to the prince, or the former prince.

That's right, this is a secret letter to depose the crown prince. The direction of the secret letter is sent to the princes of all parties trusted by the emperor. The abolition of the crown prince is of great importance. The court is strong, and has supported the prince for so long. Seeing that the big thing is about to happen, how can he be willing to give up all his previous efforts and will definitely obstruct him in every possible way.

The empress's mother's family had been domineering and domineering for so long in the previous dynasty, and it had long been a thorn in the side of the emperor. Wang Fulu didn't believe that the emperor didn't realize that the prince was involved with the Six Highnesses.

In the eyes of the superiors, they only believe what they are willing to believe, and only believe what is good for their own interests.

Every superior is extremely egoistic.

No matter what role His Highness the Sixth Prince played in this matter, the emperor would not delve into it. He would only use this to revive the court, and annihilate those courtiers who repeatedly ignored the dignity of the emperor and ministers and relied on the old to sell the old.

The downfall of the prince was not just a matter of the prince and queen's family, the insinuations and warnings behind it were enough to clear the court and select more obedient courtiers.

Wang Fulu put away the secret letter, and frowned calmly. Under the thunderous means, he was only paving the way for the new monarch, and paving a smoother and reasonable road for His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince.

That being the case, why are you so targeting Xu Lianlang, whom His Royal Highness cared about so much?

After all, Wang Fulu was just a eunuch, a slave after all, he could figure out the emperor's mind, but he still couldn't figure it out.

The emperor had no intention of concealing it, perhaps the moonlight tonight was really good, and the bright and white moon seemed to be able to tolerate all the filth. He got up and moved his neck, which was sore from handling government affairs for a long time, and said with a smile: "It's rare that you also feel distressed." That little girl is nice, but Jie Ming puts her in his heart too much."

The emperor's back was broad, his shoulders were bent, and under the moonlight, the well-tucked white hair between his temples had nowhere to hide. He was really old, and several muffled coughs came from deep in his chest.

"Jieming should be the lord of the world, how can the lord of the world care about something? Once there is a weakness, a person has a weakness, and snakes and rats can easily take advantage of him."

A fishy sweetness rose up in his throat, the emperor picked up the bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup, and ate slowly.

"He can't learn from me." The emperor's eyes suddenly revealed an unstoppable and cold killing intent, "I was coaxed by that woman, so I have been inhuman for so long, and did such inappropriate things in front of my son. .”

Wang Fulu knew that the woman the emperor mentioned was Concubine Rong.

Wang Fulu had been by the emperor's side all his life, the emperor was naturally indifferent, but he had some affection for Concubine Rong, that is, this affection was completely hurt, and the outrageous things he did were the only stain in the emperor's life.

The soup was clear and sweet, but his words were cold and gloomy, "If Bai Ri Jieming couldn't help but talk back to me because of that girl, I'm afraid you will cry at that girl's corpse tonight. "

Wang Fulu's whole body trembled, he had killed thousands of people, everyone said he was the king of hell, but in fact he was just a lackey, a dog who could only obey orders.

His master is the real heartless.

He can still clearly recall the emperor's praise of Xu Lianlang, because of his affirmation of her temperament, he promised to let her stay in the Suoyun Pavilion. Valuable rags, wantonly discarded.

The emperor was still talking slowly, "Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. One day, Jieming will be grateful to me."

"Concubine Rong, let's continue to put that woman in the Tower of Clouds. After all, she is a woman I have loved. I will keep it for now. When Jieming ascends the throne, I will leave it to Jieming himself. He doesn't necessarily love himself too much. mother and concubine."

Wang Fulu didn't make a sound, took a step away from the emperor, and took the empty soup. On the exquisite jade dish, there were residues of tremella and lotus seeds, which flowed to the bottom of the bowl bit by bit.

The moonlight is really good today.

Wang Fulu thought numbly, is this really what the virtuous emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty should look like?He is just a dog, and he has to be a deaf and dumb dog obediently.

The night became more and more quiet, but the moonlight suddenly brightened.

In the darkness, Lu Jieming opened his eyes.

He was wearing a robe in the dark, and his eyes, more beautiful than the stars, were looking for his moon.

He opened the window, tapped his toes, and jumped down. There were patrolling guards holding lanterns and looking around, but no one noticed his movements.

He strode forward with long legs, and his robe was pinched into his waist, making it more convenient for him to move.

He didn't know about his father's temptation. Just as Zhang Cheng expected, the existence of Xu Lianlang would inevitably produce some unavoidable situations.

But the reality is always beyond expectations, and the emperor's actions are far faster than he thought.

At that time, he endured so much in the carriage that his fingers almost crushed the white jade cup on the square table. He was a man of great endurance, but this kind of endurance was not worth mentioning in front of Xu Lianlang.

The more he wanted to protect her, the more he couldn't care less.

But he didn't mind fighting with his life at all. If his father really had such a plan, he didn't mind at all doing what those assassins failed to do.

Who can compare to Xu Lianlang, who can compare to Xu Lianlang, his bad life was born for Xu Lianlang a long time ago.

He was walking quickly in the corridor, and the sound of horses grinding hay came from the stable, which became the only source of sound in the dark night.

In fact, he shouldn't be so impulsive tonight. Once he is found out, all previous efforts will be wasted, but he is not so rational. He just wants to take a look and see her sleep peacefully tonight, which is considered good.

There were many side rooms, so he screened them one by one, and he had to carefully avoid the guards' patrols during the process. When he finally saw Xu Lianlang through the leaky window, he didn't know how long it had passed.

She hadn't slept yet, and the whole ear room was illuminated by a thin, short candle.

The voices of complaints from the maidservants couldn't be suppressed one after another, and they dared not say a word in front of the eunuch. Now that the night is quiet, everyone is complaining wantonly.

Ben was complaining that the house was not good, the quilt was not good, and the pillow was not good. I don't know why he talked about his master.

Some people make a quick comment, some people almost hold their breath, and their guard is like the bed made by Chase. When they are not lying together, whoever is with you really gets into the bed, and everyone is a sister.

As for how much is real, how much is fake, and how plastic, you have to judge by yourself.

Everyone took turns saying that Xu Lianlang listened with great interest, there were so many interesting things she had never experienced before, no matter whether it was good or bad, they were even more interesting than Zhang Taifu's words.

When it was her turn, she couldn't be fooled, "My master has a weird temper."

Discussion voices suddenly rose and fell, and some people accused her of being vague and not sincere enough.

She went on to say, "If my family is older, he should be the husband-in-law that all the girls in the world yearn for."

Someone teased her, "Is it yours too?"

Xu Lianlang was stunned, the candlelight was blown a few times by the wind that came from nowhere, and the room was plunged into darkness, but fortunately the flame was very tenacious, and it slowly rekindled with the help of a little bit of firelight.

Her eyes were shining brightly because of the flames that sprang up, and she plausibly said, "They say that they are all the women in the world, and I am also a woman, and I am in the world, so naturally it is mine."

There was a burst of booing one after another.

The girl's chirping sound could be clearly transmitted through the wall, and Lu Jieming's heart pounded loudly.

Through that layer of wall, it almost passed through.

Xu Lianlang's cheeks became hot from their continuous booing, she turned sideways, rubbed her cheeks, and pressed her forehead against the cold wall, "It's a pity, it's just that I'm too young."

She muttered in a low voice, and was heard by the people next to her, who would not let her go, one after another, clearly revealing her lingering thoughts that have been smoldering for a long time.

"Oh! How small is it? As the saying goes, female juniors hold gold bricks."

In fact, they don't know who Xu Lianlang's master is. In the whisper of such a girl, everyone tacitly doesn't guess, don't think about it, and even treat it as a daydream that can't be vented, waiting for tomorrow When you wake up, you have to go back into the shell of Shouli.

Xu Lianlang thought seriously for the first time, as if she had drunk honey wine, and became confused. She even snapped her fingers, "Six years away, I can hold two gold bricks."

In a daze, the noisy voice gradually subsided, and light snoring sounded everywhere.

Xu Lianlang also had a charming dream.

In the dream, the lights and shadows were perfect, and Lu Jieming still looked like that little dumpling.

Lu Jieming outside the room was caught by someone, his handsome face was red, his lips and teeth were visible and silent, "Why are you here?"

The author has something to say: There won’t be many scenes in the palace