Lin Ruhai had been away for nearly ten years, and when he stood in front of the Rongguo Mansion again, he was in a trance and returned to March of the 36th year of Zhaowu.
That year, he was granted the title of Saint in the Heavenly Palace, paraded through the streets astride a horse, and then entered the Hanlin Academy and married a noble daughter of the prince's family. It was a wonderful time for him.
"The Rongguo Mansion was built..."
Lin Ruhai felt bitter in his heart, and he was a little scared.
It was through this important door that he entered the Rongguo Mansion and married his beloved back home. But today, ten years later, he cannot bring the Jia family's daughter back from Jiangnan.
"Brother-in-law!"
"Ruhai!"
Lin Ruhai was ordered to go to Beijing for an audience, so Jia She and Jia Zheng took leave early and stayed at home. When the young man came to report that the master had entered the gate of Yongfang in Dashi, he immediately left the house to greet him.
As soon as the two of them walked out of the door, they saw Lin Ruhai looking at the plaque on the eaves of the door in a daze with a sad look on his face.
Jia She knew that Lin Ruhai was remembering old things, so he put aside the sorrow in his heart and said, "Brother-in-law, come into the house quickly, the old lady is still waiting for you at home..."
Jia Zheng also stepped forward and said, "It's very true. As soon as Baoyu came back, he said that you had been assassinated, which made the old lady and the niece worried for a while."
Lin Ruhai finally had a smile on his face, bowed to the two of them and said, "I have met my two uncles. It's my fault that makes my mother-in-law worried."
The three of them exchanged pleasantries and then entered the mansion together, heading straight to Rongxi Hall.
When he came to the door of Rongxi Hall, Master Pardon remembered his good son and asked doubtfully: "Hey, where is Brother Cong? Didn't he enter the palace with you?"
"Your Majesty sent Brother Cong to the Huangji Palace to pay homage to the saint. Later, someone from Longshou Palace invited Your Majesty to come over. I left the palace early. I guess Brother Cong will still be in Longshou Palace at this moment...Brother-in-law might as well send someone there. Ask at the palace gate?"
Hearing Lin Ruhai's explanation, Jia She didn't even have a trace of worry. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "Since he went to Longshou Palace, nothing will happen. The saint treated him much better than me, a father. It's just that he was in Longshou Palace." Even if the first palace beats the prince, nothing will happen."
Lin Ruhai finally understood why his little son-in-law was so comfortable in the palace, with the support of a saint behind his feelings.
Listen, if you hit the prince, nothing will happen. This requires great grace.
"Daddy..."
Lin Ruhai heard a cry that sounded like a dream, raised her eyes and saw her daughter standing pretty at the door of Rongxi Hall, her eyes were reddish, and she bowed her head.
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The crying in the Hall of Rongxi finally stopped. After talking about her daughter for a long time, Jia Mu stopped crying with the comfort of everyone.
"I'm very happy today, I must celebrate it well."
The son-in-law came to Beijing for an audience according to the order, and the emperor made it clear that he wanted to be promoted. Seeing that her son-in-law is about to be promoted to the Ministry, how can Mother Jia be unhappy?
When the old lady was happy, she forgot about the sainted lady. She ordered: "Boss, go and invite a theater troupe, let's have a good time."
Jia She was about to speak out to dissuade him when he heard a noise coming from the door. Yuanyang went to check, and after a moment he sent a note with a pale face.
"Master, the third master sent this from the palace..."
Jia She took it and looked at it, and there was only one line written on it: The saint is ill, his son is well, he will return in the evening, and he will be careful in everything at home.
Is the saint sick?
….
Jia She felt as if there was a heavy hammer blow in his mind, and he suddenly fell into a daze and almost fell to the ground. Lin Ruhai gave him a hand, took the note, glanced at it, and frowned.
The old lady also noticed something was wrong and asked quickly: "What happened? But brother Cong got into trouble again?"
Lin Ruhai replaced Jia She who was still in a daze and handed the note to the old lady.
Then he saw his daughter looking at him anxiously, so he smiled and said, "Anxin, Brother Cong is fine. He is still in the palace talking to the saint and will be back in the evening."
The old lady finally became alert this time, calmed down and said to the eldest daughter-in-law: "Take the girls down first..."
"Girl Feng, please arrange for someone to book a few tables at the restaurant. Madam Feng Sheng is seriously ill, and it's not easy for our family to have a grand banquet, but your aunt
It is a great joy for my father to return to Beijing, and he must be able to catch up with the wind and wash away the dust. "
"Zheng'er, go to Dongfu and ask Jing'er to come over."
"Yuanyang, go guard the door and don't let anyone get close!"
When everything was arranged, Jia Shiyi finally sent the latest information from the palace.
Jia Cong obtained the emperor's permission and sent a letter of safety to leave the palace. Lin Ruhai finished reading the letter, and Jia She finally felt relieved.
"This brat, come back and see if I don't beat him!"
Master Pardon really wanted to hang the little fat man up and give him a good beating. That note really scared him.
The Supreme Emperor held an extraordinary status in Jia She's heart. The moment he saw the note, all the previous events flashed through his mind.
The emperor who bestowed upon him the grace and honor was old after all!
The old lady rarely scolded her eldest son because of Jia Cong: "Why are you beating me? Brother Cong is always cautious and will not send that note without any reason. There must be other reasons for this."
At this time, Lin Ruhai also frowned and said: "Mother-in-law is right. I didn't pay attention before. Now that I think about it, Longshou Palace suddenly sent someone to invite your majesty. This is indeed very unusual. Your majesty was anxious at the time. I want to come. It’s because the saint is ill.”
Jia Jing always remained calm and composed, and said in a deep voice: "Wait, since brother Cong said he will be back in the evening, then just wait."
The old lady nodded in agreement and said, "What Jing'er said is that it's better to be still than to move. Everything about this matter is unknown, so let's wait for now."
Because of the news from Jia Cong, the reception banquet in Rongguo Mansion was tasteless. Both elders and juniors are a little absent-minded.
It wasn't until it was getting dark that Jia Cong dragged his tired body back home. The Rongxi Hall was still brightly lit, and the elders from both houses were there.
Jia Cong told a complete story about his experience in Huangji Palace. Jia She punched the table next to him, and the huge sound startled everyone.
Just listen to Jia She scolding: "This piece of shit Liu Wei was warned repeatedly by the imperial doctor back then. If he and his old lady dare to make the saint angry, I will kill him now!"
"father!"
"Brother pardon!"
Jia Cong almost stopped the furious Jia She, but Jia Jing glared at him and scolded him in a deep voice: "What are you making a fuss about? Your Majesty has the final say in everything. Just stay quiet and don't cause trouble!"
"Dad, the saint is fine for the time being. Although there is some inconvenience on the left side of the body, it is not a problem for his life. The imperial doctor said that if he takes good care of himself, he may be able to recover."
….
Jia Cong could understand his father's anger. Even the emperor almost picked up a knife and chopped down Liu Wei.
The old lady interrupted and asked: "Brother Cong, you said that the saint asked you to take over the palace confinement of Longshou Palace. Why is that?"
Hearing the old lady's question, Jia Cong was also confused. He shook his head and looked at Jia Jing.
"The saint doesn't want others to know about his current situation. Brother Cong has a lawless father. It would be best for him to block others."
After Jia Jing finished speaking about his guess, Lin Ruhai nodded in agreement. He also added: "Since the saint doesn't want others to know what happened in the Dragon Head Palace today, then let's pretend we don't know anything. But paper can't cover up the fire. Yes, I am afraid that the capital city will not be peaceful recently, so brother-in-law, please be careful about changes in the capital camp."
"Since this is the case, the saint sent the imperial mausoleum guards into the city to guard against those who would take the opportunity to cause trouble."
Jia She looked at his youngest son with some worry. The storm in the palace was probably much worse than outside the palace.
Can you handle this trouble-loving son?
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The storm in the palace was really nothing to Jia Cong, who hugged the Second Saint's thigh tightly.
He has been on duty at Longshou Palace since the end of March, making a symbolic inspection of the palace every day, and then having fun in Huangji Palace.
Either bask in the sun with the sage, or be walked by the big cat. Finally, I was bored, so I put on the barbecue grill and set up a fishing rod in Taiye Pond, and all kinds of koi fish followed him.
As for those who wanted to come to Longshou Palace to find out the truth for various reasons, they were all
Jia Cong blocked the outside.
Want to enter the Dragon Head Palace? Okay, let's go and ask for His Majesty's imperial edict.
All concubines, concubines, and princes, please get out of here.
Jia Cong was covered in glittering golden gifts. No matter who he saw, he was not afraid of anyone. He just hit all the old man's ladies, princes and nobles.
Many people hit a wall in Longshou Palace and turned around and went to Rongguo Mansion to seek bad luck. This time, the old lady also knew that the matter was very important, so she "fainted" in front of several old ladies.
Jia She even held a knife to talk to the people who were looking for trouble. At this time, the entire Rongguo Mansion was clean.
However, as time went by, various rumors began to emerge in the capital. For example, the most widely spread one among them is: the emperor imprisoned his father, and there is an image of parricide.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, today's rumor is even more interesting. It actually says that some enlightened people have paid tribute to the elixir, and taking it can lead to immortality. Since there is only one elixir, His Majesty took the risk of imprisoning you..."
The secret reports sent by the Dragon Guards made Jia Cong very happy. They were really full of strange people and all kinds of people.
He read them one by one to the Emperor, who was basking in the sun with his cat. The two of them were like grandparents, happily watching the wind and rain in the capital.
"Some people can't sit still. This is a test."
Because of the second stroke, although the imperial doctors gave him timely treatment, the disease still left sequelae for the Supreme Emperor.
It is difficult for him to walk now, the left half of his body has almost lost consciousness, and he needs help from the palace for every move he makes.
Liu Ji, who has been strong all his life, would not want his ministers to see what he is like now.
How could I, the Great Xia Sage and the King of Kings, let the people of the world see me paralyzed on the bed?
….
Do the people who spread these rumors want to embarrass me in front of my subjects? Damn it!
snort!
Liu Ji snorted coldly and said to Jia Cong: "Let the Dragon Guards investigate and kill whoever spreads the rumors!"
Jia Cong curled his lips and replied: "I think it's better to say goodbye. Nine times out of ten, it was your children and grandchildren who did it."
"cough……"
Liu Ji, who recovered from his anger, became a little angry and slapped Jia Cong on the head with his relatively flexible right hand.
"Are you smart? Don't you know how to coax me? Go, I want to eat grilled fish today, the same one that hit you in the face with its tail yesterday!"
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Habayashi Lang guarded the Dragon Head Palace conscientiously. Although there were various speculations circulating in the capital, it did not affect the normal operation of the court at all.
The Emperor used the excuse of the rotation of the Forbidden Army to transfer the Xiaowu Guards to the Imperial Mausoleum. The Imperial Mausoleum Guards, who were only loyal to the Emperor, were transferred to the Forbidden City and were responsible for the defense of the palace.
At the same time, Liu Ji personally wrote an edict, minus 30% of the kings' personal guards. He also sent an order to Jiangnan and ordered the general of the Jiangnan camp to go to Beijing to report on his duties. At the same time, he ordered the Queen Mother's younger brother Cao Mingzhang to go south to rectify the Jiangnan camp.
This time, even more people in the capital could not sit still.
When the news that Mrs. Feng Sheng died of illness in Jinling reached the capital, Prince Zhongxin felt as if he were mourning an heir, and all the servants were trembling with fear, fearing to offend the anxious prince and master.
Liu Wei in the study finished reading the letter in his hand and asked the people at the table with a gloomy face: "What is my uncle's plan? If he really leaves Jiangnan, won't our plans over the years be completely in vain?"
I saw this man sighing: "Your Majesty, the situation forces us to do this. The uncle told the prince not to act impulsively. He has already asked the gold and silver from the south of the Yangtze River to be sent north in batches, which can at least guarantee our needs in March. .As for the future, let’s find a way.”
Liu Bei became even more angry when he thought of the emperor's plan to cut down the firepower. He slapped the table and said viciously: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. I always say you'll tolerate it, but how long do you have to endure it? It's better to just expose the guy and have a good time!"
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Make a transition these days to speed up the plot. Little fat boy, grow up quickly, it’s time to do big things.
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