when! when! when! …
The wooden bumper made of red sandalwood was large and heavy, and it was hung high. Jia Cong had to use all his strength every time. Finally, he brought a chair and sat on the wooden bumper to swing. It was a lot of fun. Very happy.
As for the two chamberlains guarding outside the palace, they were already kneeling on the ground begging Jia Cong to come down. It's not that they didn't think about taking the young man down by force, but Jia Cong just carried out one person, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a step forward.
Prince Zhongshun Liu Ke is so famous that who is not afraid of those who make a living in the palace?
Yuan Delu took Jia Yuanchun to the Zhen family, hurried back and rushed into the side hall. The scene in the hall almost made him suffocate.
He kicked the two chamberlains who were kneeling on the ground and cursed angrily: "What's going on? Didn't I tell you to keep him under guard?"
One of the chamberlains replied aggrievedly: "Eunuch Yuan, there is nothing we can do about it. Jia Qianhu has the jade plaque of Prince Zhongshun in his hand..."
hiss! Why is this man involved again?
Yuan Delu had a headache. Looking at Jia Cong sitting on the bumper and swinging around, he didn't know what to do.
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Not far from the Fengxian Hall is the Yanxi Palace where Zhen lives. After Yuanchun was brought here, he was called by Zhen.
Although something went wrong along the way, in Zhen's eyes, whether Jia Yuanchun or Jia Cong, as long as they want to survive, they must agree to the conditions given by them.
But what Zhen didn't expect was that the seemingly weak Jia Yuanchun always kept her mouth shut. No matter how she tried to coerce and induce, she just refused to speak.
In fact, Yuanchun's heart was shaken, but whenever she wanted to agree to Zhen's conditions, the ringing in her ears reminded her of her little cousin's words: "Remember, don't agree to anything. Otherwise, we, brother and sister, will never have peace!"
Yes, agreeing is just a matter of delaying death for a while, so it is better to fight for it once. At least, the Feiyu suit on his little cousin represents that Jane is in the emperor's heart.
Since the little cousin has this confidence, she, as a sister, cannot hold him back!
Seeing the passage of time, Mrs. Zhen could no longer hold back the anger in her heart and wanted to take action. At this time, the palace maid outside the door suddenly reported: "Your Majesty, Eunuch He who is beside the Queen Mother is here!"
There was a hint of disdain in Zhen's eyes. The current Queen Mother was only named the Queen Mother because she raised the emperor, but she had never been favored by the Emperor.
Even the power of the harem is basically in the hands of herself, the doting concubine of the Sixth Palace, so what about the Queen Mother? I can't just stay in Cining Palace and read her scriptures.
"Slave He Mang, please pay your respects to the concubine!"
He Mang was young, in his twenties. After entering, he bowed to Mrs. Zhen and glanced at Jia Yuanchun who was kneeling on the ground.
Mrs. Zhen responded with a hum, sat lazily on the chair, and said slowly: "What's the matter?"
He Mang didn't seem to care about Zhen's attitude. He still smiled and replied respectfully: "Back to your Majesty, the Queen Mother talked about Mrs. Rongguo with Her Royal Highness Princess Yan today, and she wanted to ask Jia Nushi to go to Cixi. Ning Gong, I have something to ask Jia Nu Shi."
If it were just the Queen Mother, Zhen wouldn't be able to just find an excuse and get over it. But since Princess Liu Ying of Yan Kingdom was involved, she had to be afraid.
There was no way, the Emperor doted on this little daughter very much, even more so than her son, King Zhongshun Liu Wei.
She picked up the tea cup to cover up her hesitation and said calmly: "You should go back to Cining Palace first. After I finish handling the matters here, I will send Jia Yuanchun to visit the Queen Mother..."
Mrs. Zhen wanted to use the dragging technique, but unexpectedly He Mang bowed and said: "Mother, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess asked Jia Nushi to go over immediately. After meeting Jia Nushi, Your Highness also wanted to pay respects to the saint and accompany him for lunch. "
At this time, a palace maid came in from outside the door and whispered something in Zhen's ear, which made her expression change slightly.
Then he pretended to be calm and waved his hand: "In that case, just take her there!"
Although Yuanchun was surprised and worried about her cousin who was still banging the bell, she was just a young female historian, so naturally she could only bow respectfully to Zhen and exit the main hall of Yanxi Palace.
When He Mang led Yuan Chun out of the gate of Yanxi Palace, he whispered in her ear: "Jia Nu Shi Anxin, it was the emperor who invited the Queen Mother, and that's why our family came here..."
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Jia Cong was captured by people led by Dai Quan, but before leaving the Fengxian Hall, Jia Cong held on to the statue of Jia Dai enshrined in the hall.
Dai Quan did not force him to let it go, and even told him about the past when he sent Jia Dai's shrine to the Fengxian Hall for worship.
The Dragon Head Palace is very large, no worse than the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the Hall of Zhonghe and the Hall of Baohe. Among them, the main hall of Longshou Palace, Huangji Hall, is even more majestic. The roof is a veranda roof with double eaves, and its eaves and corner ridges are decorated with nine animals.
The upper eaves are single-warped dougongs with three angular and nine-beamed pedestals, and the lower eaves are single-warped and heavy-raised dougongs with seven pedestals. Four rhombus windows are installed at the end and top of the front eaves, and the turtle-back brocade glazed sill wall is installed. It is engraved with clouds and dragons, resplendent and magnificent.
"Xuan Jia Cong comes to see you!"
Before Jia Cong had finished admiring the scenery of Longshou Palace, he saw Dai Quan walking out of the hall again and calling loudly.
He cursed the Supreme Emperor's extravagant life in his heart for a while, but his face was full of respect. After walking into the gate of Huangji Hall, he knelt on the ground without hesitation.
"Jia Cong, the imperial guard of thousands of households, pays homage to the saint and wishes him a long life!"
Dong-dong-dong means three bows and nine kowtows, and the sound of kowtowing is extremely loud in the silent Huangji Hall.
"Keep your head up!"
A very majestic voice sounded in the main hall. It didn't take Jia Cong to know that this was the most powerful person in the world. His grandfather Jia Daishan was loyal to the monarch his whole life, the Great Emperor Liu Ji.
He raised his head and looked at the old man sitting in a high position on the imperial steps. The bright yellow dragon robe showed his identity and status.
He must have been standing a little further away. The gray-haired old saint's eyes were not very good. After a moment, he spoke again: "Come closer!"
After hearing this, Jia Cong stood up and took a few steps forward respectfully, stopping in front of the imperial steps.
"Closer!"
Jia Cong couldn't help but said: "Sage, the closest ministers have to go to the imperial rank!"
Liu Ji couldn't help but smile and said: "Your grandfather once said the same thing. Come on up. This is not a big court meeting. There are not so many rules."
Well, you are the Supreme Emperor and you have the final say.
Jia Cong bowed and carefully climbed up the imperial steps to the table.
Across the table full of memorials, Liu Ji carefully looked at the boy in front of him. Sure enough, he is the grandson of Jia Daishan. He is very brave and dares to look at me!
"I don't look like your grandfather, but I look a lot like your bastard father."
Jia Cong opened his mouth with a look of dissatisfaction.
Liu Ji didn't take it seriously. He didn't mean to be angry at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Not convinced? Are you not convinced that I said your father is a bastard? Is what I said wrong?"
"You are an elder and an emperor, so just say so."
Jia Cong let out a small sigh, as if whatever he said was what he said, which made Dai Quan beside him feel worried.
The Supreme Emperor has been moody and angry in recent years. The old man who has been with him all his life is no longer able to grasp his master's thoughts. He doesn't know where this boy from the Jia family got the courage to speak to the Supreme Emperor like this.
However, Liu Ji showed no signs of being angry. Instead, he found Jia Cong interesting. He cheerfully pointed to the spiritual tablet stuffed in Jia Cong's chest and asked, "I heard that you took out Daishan's spiritual tablet. Are you planning to use this to beg for mercy so that I can forgive you for your mistakes?"
But Jia Cong took out Jia Daishan's spiritual tablet from his chest, raised it high and then knelt down. With a look of grief and helplessness on his face, he said sadly: "Please ask the saint to make the decision for the bloodline of Duke Xianrong. Concubine Zhen is too bullying!"
beg for mercy? How could Mr. Cong just beg for mercy when he had been so wronged?
Of course he wanted to file an imperial complaint, so what if the Zhen family favored the Sixth Palace? The Supreme Emperor never lacked women during his military life.
The dead brother Jia Daishan of Paoze was the cinnabar mole in his heart!
