After eating a piece of soft Osmanthus Poria Cake and drinking tea, Fang Jun stretched his limbs comfortably and exhaled a long breath. The tense mood of the past few days finally relaxed, and it seemed that even the wind and rain outside the window became gentle... …
Wu Meiniang sat sideways, her soft waist twisted slightly, her bare feet were as jade-like under her skirt, a pair of soft catkins pressed her husband's shoulders and neck, and she said softly: "How is the situation outside the city now? In the past two days, the square gate It was closed, and everyone in the mansion was in panic, and people were in panic."
No matter how the gates were sealed, it was impossible to hide the news of King Jin's revolt from the dignitaries and wealthy families in Chang'an City. News would always seep in and spread to the lower levels. Unlike other families, as a staunch supporter of the crown prince, the Duke of Liang's palace would hardly have a happy ending once the prince was defeated and the king of Jin seized the throne.
It is inevitable that people's hearts will fluctuate.
Fortunately, although there was no head of the family in charge of the house, Wu Meiniang was always very skilled, and the servants and soldiers of the house respected and feared her, so they did not dare to make any changes.
Fang Jun felt a pair of slender hands massaging the acupuncture points on his shoulders and neck, relaxing his muscles. He let out a soft sigh of comfort and said casually: "The right Houwei broke into Chang'an and attacked outside the Tai Chi Palace for a while. After no results, they withdrew. Leaving Chang'an and heading straight to Tongguan, they must want to hold Tongguan to wait for reinforcements from Shandong and Jiangnan, and then counterattack Chang'an with thunderous momentum, establishing victory in one fell swoop... Everything is under control, and it has not exceeded expectations. For the time being, It doesn’t seem to be a big problem.”
From the moment His Majesty Li Er was buried, everyone in the East Palace had been prepared for various possible situations. Although it was indeed an accident that the Right Houwei suddenly fell to King Jin, making the situation suddenly tense, overall it was okay. accept.
The heritage of the Shandong aristocratic families suffered great losses after the turmoil in the late Sui Dynasty. It is impossible to restore the Tang Dynasty to its original state after more than 20 years since the founding of the Tang Dynasty. The manpower and material resources that can be mobilized are limited, and the Jiangnan clan is too far away from Guanzhong, and it is time-consuming and time-consuming to travel through mountains and rivers. With the strength of the navy, and the navy blocking it, the support they can give to the King of Jin will be extremely limited.
At the very least, it would not be able to increase its strength as much as King Jin expected, and the counterattack on Chang'an would be overwhelming...
Wu Meiniang hugged her husband's waist from behind. She didn't know what a "male waist" was, but the feeling of being thin and strong at the same time was so good that she subconsciously touched her husband's waist, put her cheek against his back, and whispered : "The enemy is not only outside, but sometimes you have to be wary of your colleagues around you. Don't work hard through life and death, only to make wedding clothes for others."
With her political wisdom, she naturally understands that once the outside world retreats, internal competition will follow to reap the fruits of victory.
This is no gentler than the brutal violence in other places, because it can be seen in other places, but when your colleagues and allies around you stab you, you don’t even know who is behind it...
In order to support the prince to ascend the throne, his husband has paid too much. Wouldn't it be a pity if the benefits he deserved were stolen when he won?
She knew that her husband had lofty aspirations and had the ambition to conquer the country. Since ancient times, if you want to do things, you have to have power, and if you want to seize power, you have to fight... People exist in the world, and struggle is always and endlessly. …
Don't be careless at all.
Fang Jun patted the jade hand that came around from behind and folded it on his lower abdomen, and said warmly: "Don't worry, do you really think that your husband is a good man and a believer? We will not take the initiative to harm others, but we are always on guard against others. If anyone touches Wrong thinking, humming, making him unable to eat and walking around."
The interior of the East Palace has never been monolithic. The last time Guan Long raised an army, the civil and military opposition within the East Palace faction almost broke out in front of the prince. Although it was later suppressed, the fundamental interests of the two sides conflicted with each other. A rift had already occurred. How could it be eliminated without trace?
It's just that under the huge pressure of the dangerous environment, we put aside our prejudices and work together for the time being.
At present, everyone in the field is united in helping the crown prince ascend to the throne. This is the common interest of everyone. However, once the external threat disappears or weakens significantly, internal conflicts will burst out again and even intensify.
In fact, it is impossible for any group or even any system to avoid the occurrence of this situation. It is believed that no matter the group or the system, its basic component is human beings, and human nature pursues profit, and natural struggles are everywhere.
Besides, wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and wherever there are rivers and lakes, there are fights...
This is human nature and cannot be eliminated.
Cen Wenwen had almost reached an alliance with Xiao Yu before, and both parties advanced and retreated together. However, with the death of His Majesty, the Jiangnan clan turned to collude with the Shandong aristocratic family. Cen Wenwen was naturally excluded, but the other lineage was not without weight, especially With important ministers like Liu Zi here, it would be easy to completely win over the civil service system of the East Palace and form an offensive and defensive alliance.
Cen Wenwen and Liu Zi are extremely important among the civil servants. Together, they can be said to be better than Xiao Yu, and they are fully capable of competing with the East Palace military...
Just as he was calculating in his mind, he felt the soft and delicate body behind him getting closer and closer to his body, and he could faintly detect the swell of the mountains and the warm and greasy heat.
The little hands that were originally folded on his lower abdomen became restless...
Fang Jun was speechless. This girl seemed to have a special hobby. He didn't know if talking about business could make fun more enjoyable, or maybe the more fun people had, the more they liked talking about business. In short, it was quite perverted...
However, he had no intention of having sex at this time. He stretched out his arms to catch a petite body, held it in front of him and put it on his lap. He kissed her red lips gently and looked at her charming pink cheeks. , smiled and said: "Your Majesty's mourning period has not passed yet. As a minister, you must abide by the etiquette and laws and cannot be disrespectful."
During the period of national mourning, royal family members, civil and military ministers were not allowed to have sex with each other. This was a rule in the Zhou Rites, but it was not officially strict until the Song and Ming Dynasties. During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, other people were not prohibited from doing the same except for close family members.
However, His Majesty Li Er has a deep sense of loyalty to Fang Junen, and Fang Jun also respects and admires him, so he is unwilling to do unclean things during this period...
Wu Meiniang was stunned for a moment, and then her pretty face became more and more rosy, almost as if she was drinking. She didn't expect that the husband who was as energetic as a wolf would refuse, and she couldn't leave the stage. She was ashamed and annoyed, and she opened her two rows of small arms. White teeth bit Fang Jun's arm with an "ouch", and his words were unclear: "Who...who thought about that? You have wronged me."...
"hiss!"
Fang Jun took a breath of cold air and quickly apologized: "My husband made a mistake. My husband had a dirty mind and misunderstood the intimacy of my wife. It is simply unforgivable and abandoned by both man and god... Well."
Halfway through his words, he was blocked by a pair of pink lips.
After a long time, their lips parted, Wu Meiniang, as delicate as a flower, hummed: "Don't say those unlucky words."
"Yes, I will obey my lady's orders."
Fang Jun smiled and hugged the beauty's slim waist, hugging her in front of him, smelling the orchid-musk scent, and felt peaceful.
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Shujing Hall.
The night was dark and the rain was pouring. Through the half-open window, a cool breeze with water vapor came in, making it moist and cool.
On the mat in front of the window, the three princesses Changle, Gaoyang and Jinyang took off their mourning clothes and took a bath. They put on simple palace clothes and sat in front of the tea table, drinking tea slowly. Their faces were haggard, their eyes were red and swollen like peach, and their expressions were astonishing. Sad and depressed, with no interest in conversation.
In the past few days of national mourning, the whole palace has been very busy, especially the emperor's concubines, princes' concubines, princesses and ladies, all of them were heartbroken and crying. They had to follow the complicated etiquette and participate in all the large and small ceremonies, which had already made them physically and mentally exhausted. We are all exhausted, so tonight according to the regulations, only a group of princes will be left to guard the funeral, and all the women will rest in the palace to restore their strength.
After all, the funeral ceremony in Taiji Palace will be held for seven days, and then we have to rush to Zhaoling. Everyone has to peel off a layer of skin...
However, he suddenly stopped, but his spirit was still deeply embedded in sadness, and he was completely sleepless for a while.
After a long silence, Princess Gaoyang suddenly sighed softly, put down the tea cup, sat on the floor with her knees on her chin, blinked her red and swollen eyes, and said softly: "Pheasant slave... Hutu."
Chang Le, who was beside him, also put down his tea cup, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and said quietly: "Who says it's not the case... My father has passed away, and his children should fulfill their filial piety before his death. How can there be a fight for fame and fortune? Let alone abandoning the famous utensils of the country. Regardless, I tried to steal the treasure for my own selfish reasons... I really lost my mind."
She and Li Zhi have the same mother, and she has always cared and doted on Li Zhi. However, at this moment, Li Zhi escaped from the palace and gathered troops to attack Tai Chi Palace and compete for the throne. She was filled with anger, but she could not vent it because of the environment.
Princess Jinyang on the side opened her peach-like eyes and asked curiously: "Why do you say that, sister? It is said outside that all Pheasant slaves have their father's inheritance edict in their hands. It stands to reason that Brother Pheasant slaves would act like this... …There’s nothing wrong with that.”
"You, silly girl, is it such a simple thing?"
Changle held Jinyang's thin shoulders in his arms, stretched out his hand to caress her temples, and said softly: "The imperial edict is a lie, who knows whether it is true or not? Even if it is true, the pheasant slave should not get along with the prince. Fight for it.”
This crown prince has been sitting in the throne for more than ten or twenty years. Although my father has wanted to be crown prince several times, in the end, isn't it still true? As long as his father has not promulgated an imperial edict, the prince will still be the crown prince.
How can there be any reason why he was not deposed during his lifetime, but instead left a legacy after his death to cause brothers to fight and kill each other?
Maybe other emperors could do it, but her father had long been part of the blood of the country. He would rather turn into mountains and rivers after death to protect the country for thousands of years. How could he leave behind such a hand that could destabilize the empire and cause the country to collapse? tail?
Pheasant Nu kept saying that he had his father's edict, but Chang Le, who knew his father very well, knew that it was a lie...
What's more, since they were born from the same mother and connected by blood, why should the prince be driven away and killed for the sake of the throne?
