At the beginning of the 24th year of Xuande's reign, Bai Di's country was overthrown, which shocked the whole world.
No one expected that not long after the war between the two countries began, Bai Di would be destroyed before much fighting!
In the Yao Han Palace, Emperor Xuande finished approving the last book and put it back on the imperial desk. Eunuch Xu cautiously stepped forward, waiting for instructions.
"Go and clean up. I will rest in the palace today." He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, feeling that he was very flustered tonight.
Eunuch Xu responded in a low voice and hurriedly went out to send the servants to the palaces to inform the concubines that they could take off their evening makeup.
In the Taichen Palace, Emperor Xuande had undressed and washed up under the waiters of the palace maids. He was about to take a rest when a burst of rapid footsteps sounded.
He frowned. Eunuch Xu agreed and hurriedly went out to inquire about the situation. He walked in quickly and said, "Your Majesty, the high priest is here and said that the Imperial Master is here to invite you."
"National Master?!" Emperor Xuande was shocked, his heart beating wildly.
For a moment, he calmed down and tried to stop the panic in his heart. The Imperial Preceptor lived in Kuocang Mountain all year round. Even if the dynasty changed, he rarely left the mountain. The affairs of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion were all decided by the four high priests.
Going down the mountain in person this time, he must have discovered that he had concealed the birth of Princess Xiyue.
The people who knew about that day were all dead except for the third child...
These thoughts flashed through his mind quickly. He nodded gently and said in a deep voice: "I will go to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion to pay my respects tomorrow after the morning session."
With that said, he sat on the dragon bed and thought about his response tomorrow.
Eunuch Xu was in a dilemma: "Your Majesty, according to the wishes of the high priest, the imperial master will see you now."
"Now?" Emperor Xuande was surprised. It was almost midnight.
Eunuch Xu nodded.
Emperor Xuande's heart dropped.
The group left the palace and arrived at the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. The high priest stopped the palace guards and only allowed Emperor Xuande to enter the main hall.
The hall was dark, and the white gauze curtains fluttered gently, as if someone was whispering in his ear. Emperor Xuande's heart tightened, and he felt a little cold all over his body for no reason.
He slowly opened the curtain blocking the road and carefully called: "Master National Preceptor?"
No one answered.
He continued to move forward, passing three curtains in a row, and finally saw a graceful figure reflected in the white gauze in front of him.
He was shocked that the national master was actually a woman!
After only a moment, he calmed down his emotions and bowed respectfully: "I pay homage to the Imperial Master. I wonder why you summoned him late at night?"
"What's the matter?" Angry voices came from all directions, and the curtains in the room fluttered violently and rustled.
Emperor Xuande pretended to be calm: "Your Majesty, please make it clear."
Snapped!
As soon as he finished speaking, the white gauze in front of him suddenly condensed into a long whip and struck him hard on the face.
Emperor Xuande hissed in pain and covered his face. He was filled with disbelief that he, the majestic king of a country, was actually beaten!
He clenched his fist tightly and tried to control the anger in his heart.
"Explicitly? I haven't been out of the mountain for a long time, and the ants have become more and more courageous. They dare to play tricks in front of me!" Yinhua was furious.
"Master National Preceptor, please calm down."
Emperor Xuande was complaining endlessly. He had expected that one day the Dong Chuang incident would happen, and he had prepared his words early, and only waited for the Imperial Preceptor to point it out before speaking out. But now that the Imperial Preceptor kept getting angry without clarifying the matter, he couldn't accept it. .
Finally, Yinhua said what he wanted to hear, "How dare you betray me and conceal the birth of Princess Xiyue, how brave you are!"
"Princess Xiyue?" Emperor Xuande put on a surprised expression, "She was born? With me, Yao Han?"
He gasped and asked hurriedly: "Who is it? Sissi? No, I saw her when she was born; Jiao Jiao? That's not right either. Although I didn't see her when she was born, I went to see her the next day. , there is no little red dot on the forehead!”
"Didn't you see her when she was just born?" The flying curtains in the room stopped.
Emperor Xuande breathed out quietly. He frowned and thought back: "That night when the queen gave birth, I was waiting outside. Later, my third son came and said that his grandfather said some strange words to him and he didn't understand. , I came here to ask for advice.”
Speaking of this, Emperor Xuande showed a hint of helplessness at the right time, with a hint of resentment: "The Marquis of Changping holds half of the military power of Yao Han, so I care about his affairs, so I immediately took the third child to the side hall for questioning.
Later, Jiao Jiao was born, but the queen was bleeding heavily. The queen and I were very close as a young couple, so I didn’t care about anything else at the moment. I went into the delivery room to comfort her, and personally ordered the imperial doctors to treat her. Unfortunately, at dawn, the queen still didn’t make it through. "
Emperor Xuande's voice was choked with sobs, and his eyes were a little moist. He quickly lowered his head, and a turbid teardrop fell to the ground.
"Continue." Yinhua's voice was cold and merciless, without any emotion.
Emperor Xuande wiped the corners of his eyes and continued: "I couldn't stop mourning. It was only in the evening that I remembered that my little daughter had just been injured before I saw it. He ordered people to bring her in. The servant comforted her and said that Weiyang Palace was very busy at night. The third child He guarded his little daughter until midnight and then left. Early in the morning, he went to Weiyang Palace to guard her. The palace people took good care of her.
I took a closer look and saw that there was no red dot on his forehead. Later, when he arranged an adoptive mother for the two legitimate princesses, considering that the third child was very interested in this sister, he gave the younger daughter to his mother, Concubine Luo Guifei, to raise her. "
After saying that, he swallowed nervously: "What? Is the little girl Princess Xiyue?"
The graceful figure on the curtain is a bit distorted: "Why did you kill Wen Po, Nanny and other palace people?"
"This..." Emperor Xuande showed some hesitation, "The queen passed away, and I couldn't stop mourning. I was also very irritable and didn't like anything I saw.
A palace lady blocked the way, so I kicked her. Her head hit the edge of the table, and a pool of bright red blood flowed out. I felt dizzy and my head was buzzing.
When I came back to my senses, my ears were full of grief. The chamberlain said that I ordered all the people in Wenpo Palace to be beaten to death, but I didn't remember that I gave such an order. I tried to remember but it gave me a headache. I still haven't figured out what it was. Whatever happened, they were beaten to death and had no choice but to let it go. "
He paused and spoke vaguely: "Later, I stayed away from my third son."
"Your third son? What happened to him?"
Emperor Xuande was filled with embarrassment: "My third son has been very weird since he was born. He gets strange illnesses during the Zhongyuan period, which attracts the dead souls nearby. The people secretly rumored that he was a devil, and the rumors were rife in the palace for a time. I issued an edict to all palaces to stop the rumors.
The matter of killing the palace man with a stick was really strange, and I couldn't help but feel suspicious, so I slowly stayed away from him. "
"Devil?"
There was a hint of curiosity in Yinhua's tone, and Emperor Xuande was delighted and continued to increase his credibility: "The first Hungry Ghost Festival after his birth was particularly dangerous, so he asked a mage from your mansion to suppress it. Save your life.
At that time, the Master said, I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse that he survived. Over the years, I have been thinking about the relationship between father and son and have not been able to bear to touch him. "
After saying that, he raised his head cautiously and saw that the slim figure on the curtain was motionless, seeming to be deep in thought. Emperor Xuande was determined and lowered his head, with a successful and sarcastic smile on his lips.
So what if the Imperial Master's Office is above the royal family? In the final analysis, they are just a group of magicians who practice mystical arts and have no understanding of government affairs and people's hearts.
Just as he was secretly feeling proud, the snow-white curtain floated over, wrapped around his neck, and suddenly tightened.
"You are so brave, you dare to lie in front of me!" Yinhua was furious, a mere ant dared to lie in front of her. If it weren't for the other party's last smile, she would have believed it!
Emperor Xuande felt as if his neck was bound by a steel ring and he couldn't breathe. He dug his hands into the white silk and tried to use his fingers to create a gap.
