His first concubine died in childbirth many years ago, leaving one dead body and two lives, leaving no sons and a half daughters. Since then, he has not married the first concubine again. The affairs in the house are taken care of by the concubine, and the backyard is also taken care of. Several concubines were placed one after another.
It's just that Xie Huiming rarely set foot in the inner courtyard. Several concubines have been in vain all year round, and he has not paid any attention to the management of the inner courtyard. He only remembers that his concubine took care of the inner courtyard in an orderly manner and never let him fuck it. Heart.
Not to mention such trivial things as quarrels between wives and concubines and jealousy that bothered him.
Logically speaking, he should feel most at ease in such a stable inner courtyard, but for some reason, he felt a little uneasy.
Ever since he could remember, there had been no flowers or trees in the place where he lived. Everything was cold and cold, without a trace of warmth or softness.
When building the Qin Prince's Mansion, he also inherited his childhood habits, which were concise and clear, cold and stiff, without a trace of unnecessary decoration.
When he walked into the inner courtyard, the freshness and warmth that hit his face made him feel inexplicably more uncomfortable.
He suddenly remembered the first time his father, emperor, mother and concubine had a conflict in front of him.
That year he turned six and was ready for enlightenment, so his mother-in-law taught him a few tricks. However, his father saw him squatting on a horse. His father was very disdainful, so his mother-in-law and his father had a dispute.
He didn't remember who won and who lost in the end. He only remembered that from then on, he never practiced martial arts again, and his mother and concubine never smiled at him again.
He slowly breathed a sigh of relief and changed his direction from walking towards the concubine's yard to Feng Linwan.
At the end of the trail, there was a dense maple forest. The thin moonlight passed through the forest without a trace of wind. The forest was quiet, like a deep and still water.
As soon as I walked into the edge of the forest, the quiet canopy of the trees rustled softly without any wind, and a bright red figure fell gracefully from the treetops like a butterfly dripping blood.
"Lantiao has met His Highness." The dexterous bright red figure was a girl, and her voice was extremely gentle. She had been in the forest for an unknown period of time, and her body was dyed with a faint bitter fragrance of maple leaves.
Xie Huiming nodded slightly and called out: "How are you today?"
Lan Tiao lowered her head and said, "The girl's illness is a bit urgent. Doctor Ning came to see her once and said that if she can't find the recipe to make the medicine again, she might not be able to survive until the end of the year."
Xie Huiming's always calm and composed face finally showed traces of brokenness. He frowned slightly, with a trace of panic in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he said, "Is there any news about Fang Zi?"
Lan Tiao whispered: "Yes, it's just a little tricky."
"Why is it so troublesome?" Xie Huiming took a step forward, his tone not losing its previous coldness and becoming more aggressive.
Lan Tiao said calmly: "My subordinates found out that the Taoist priest in Qingxu Hall had this prescription in his hand, but before he could check it in detail, a fire broke out in Qingxu Hall and burned it. It's clean, my subordinates think there is something fishy about this matter."
Xie Huiming immediately caught the meaning of Lan Tiao's words and raised his eyes to stare at her: "You mean, someone deliberately burned down the Qingxu Palace and destroyed the prescription?"
Lan Tiao lowered her head and said nothing. The matter was so important that she did not dare to speak nonsense.
Xie Huiming frowned and paced back and forth in the maple forest.
There are few people in the deep dense forest, and the yellow fallen leaves are piled up layer by layer all over the ground. At a glance, they are full of trees.
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Deep and shallow obscure dark yellow.
Walking in such a forest, even if you step lightly, you will still make a very slight creaking sound, which is particularly clear in the endless silence of the forest.
Xie Huiming walked slowly and stepped on the dry branches on the ground, making a crisp sound.
He suddenly turned around and spoke sternly: "No, this is not right. If you come here for that prescription, it will only destroy the prescription. There is no need to go to war in such a big way. Although I have not seen what was burned in the Qingxu Palace. It looks like that, but the four Taoist priests in the temple were all killed. The situation was obviously very tragic. Four lives were lost for a mere prescription. This matter is not that simple."
Lan Tiao was stunned for a moment: "Your Highness, you mean that this fire is directed at the saint?"
Xie Huiming lowered his eyebrows for a moment: "Who we are going for, we have to investigate to find out."
Lan Tiao said: "But Your Highness, news came out from the palace just now that the saint has asked Gao Fuguo to pass the order and ordered Han Changmu to investigate the matter."
Xie Huiming pursed his lips and hummed: "Father, I really trust this Han family. I don't know whether he is sincerely using him, or is it just to support the boss and build momentum."
Lan Tiao lowered her head and said nothing, and said attentively: "Your Highness, a message came out from the palace today, and it is related to Han Changmu's entry into the capital as an official."
Xie Huiming became interested and said softly "Oh": "Tell me."
Lan Tiao handed over a scroll of paper and said solemnly: "Princess Han's chronic illness has become irreversible. Han Changmu searched for doctors and medicines everywhere, but found nothing. Later, the saint got a prescription somewhere, which can suppress Han Changmu. In exchange for the princess's illness, the sage gave her monthly medicines and ordered Han Changmu to serve as an official in Beijing."
Xie Huiming narrowed his eyes and gave a sneer: "Interesting, this matter is indeed interesting. This Han Changmu seems to be a close minister of the emperor and is highly favored, but who would have thought that he is just a hostage of his father to restrain Prince Han's palace. "
"What's interesting about this matter is that there is an inside story." Lan Tiao continued with a smile: "Han Changmu once learned that a miraculous doctor named Xu could cure Princess Han's illness, and this miraculous doctor named Xu came out of Yumen Pass a few years ago. , went to Luntai area. Han Changmu once ordered people to search for this person in the Western Regions. Taking advantage of the last salary investigation case, he also went to Luntai in person, but did not find this person. However, the news from the palace was that this person The miraculous doctor named Xu, Han Changmu, was already in the palace before he entered the capital, and the prescription that the saint obtained that could suppress Princess Han's illness was prescribed by this miraculous doctor named Xu."
Xie Huiming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, his laughter like a night owl, frightened the birds on the tree crown, and flew away into the sky.
"Interesting, so interesting. I wonder if Han Changmu knows about this matter. What would he do if he knew about this matter?" Xie Huiming laughed for a long time, then slowly stopped laughing, and thought: "This matter I have to think carefully and make the best use of everything."
Lan Tiao said: "Your Highness, I am wondering if Han Changmu will be afraid of the saint from now on if he knows about this matter."
Xie Huiming smiled: "The Saint and Prince Han's Mansion are always wary of each other." He took a breath and said, "Okay, I will arrange this matter. You stay here, and I will go see her."
Lan Tiao said worriedly: "Your Highness, the girl is becoming increasingly confused and has repeatedly acted to hurt others. I am afraid that the girl will hurt Your Highness."
Xie Huiming
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His eyes dimmed, looking deep into the dense forest, where the flying corners of the house were looming among the tree crowns.
He said nothing and walked towards the forest.
Lan Tiao looked at Xie Huiming hesitantly as he walked into the forest, his figure gradually disappeared, and he opened his mouth, but did not speak after all.
Everyone has a dark secret that she shouldn't be able to find out.
When Gao Fuguo entered the Gongyuan under the protection of the Beiya Imperial Army, Han Changmu had just used Mu Shi.
After Gao Fuguo conveyed Emperor Yong'an's will, he waved his hand, stepped back, and said to Han Changmu in a low voice: "Master Han, this matter is of great importance. You must act with caution and never disappoint the saint." He After a slight pause, he whispered again: "This month's medicine, the saint has ordered people to rush eight hundred miles to send it to Prince Han's Mansion in Jiannan Road."
Han Changmu slowly raised his eyes, looked deeply at Gao Fuguo, his gaze was calm, and he said calmly: "I would like to thank Eunuch Gao for his kindness. Please rest assured, Eunuch Gao."
Gao Fuguo was so frightened by Han Changmu's sight that he laughed twice: "That's fine, that's fine. As long as Mr. Han understands it, when can Mr. Han enter the palace?"
Han Changmu glanced and realized that just after the first moment of Xu, he thought: "There are still some things to be arranged in the Gongyuan. When I enter the palace before Zichu, I will not go to see the saint for now. I will go to see the saint after the court meeting." "
Gao Fuguo had no objection at all. He cupped his hands and said, "That's very good. Everything depends on Mr. Han."
Han Changmu said a few polite words, but because he wanted to hide his identity from others, he did not send her off with much fanfare. He only stood at the window and took a few glances.
Gao Fuguo, however, was tightly wrapped in a jet-black cloak, revealing only a pair of dark eyes. He looked around with vigilance. Surrounded by the Beiya Imperial Guards, he quickly walked out of the Gongyuan with his head lowered.
Meng Suige stood in the room, took a step forward hesitantly, and asked in a low voice: "Sir, what does saint mean?"
Han Changmu looked at the dark sky and chuckled: "The saint thinks that I am the person who will least attack him, so he will leave this matter to me to investigate. No matter whose handiwork is found, I will not be biased." Don’t lean on it.”
"..." Meng Suigai was stunned.
Han Changmu turned to look at Meng Suigai and laughed again: "The life of my mother and concubine is in his hands. Of course he will be confident and he also thinks that I will take advantage of her."
Meng Suige's expression changed and he asked: "Your Majesty, what should we do?"
Han Changmu said calmly: "I will take Yao Yao into the palace with me. You stay and stare at Gongyuan with He Zhenfu."
Meng Suige frowned and asked in confusion: "Sir, isn't Yao joining the army..."
Han Changmu said indifferently: "It is precisely because I can't believe it that I have to keep it in front of my eyes."
Meng Suige lowered his head, remembering the matter that he had not yet had time to do tonight, he picked his fingers and said: "Sir, look at the matter of the test paper..."
"There's no need to do it." Before Meng Suige could finish speaking, Han Changmu raised his hand to stop Meng Suige's words. The fear on his face disappeared in an instant.
Meng Suige suddenly felt as if he had received an amnesty. He breathed a long sigh of relief, licked his face, and said with a flattering smile: "You know from your humble position that the prince is the most kind-hearted."
Han Changmu laughed at himself: "Kind-hearted people die the worst."
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