Chapter 149: The Ridiculous Emperor

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"Your Majesty, no, please let me go, please forgive me..., uncle, uncle, please forgive me."

In the Zhaoming Hall, Wanyan Liang forcefully pulled a clan girl who was as weak as the willow wind behind the hanging curtain. The girl struggled to move forward, her loose bun was messy, and her clear eyes were full of pleading.

——This is Pu Chasha, the young wife of Wanyan Tri, the brother of Wanyan Bingde who was killed a few days ago, and also Wanyan Liang's niece.

Shaosha just got married the year before last, and she had only worked with Wanyan Tri for two or three years. Later, her uncle launched a coup to regicide and proclaimed himself emperor, killing her husband. Now, her uncle has become so ridiculous that she has never thought of it. How could she obey him when he accepted her as his concubine?

Shaosha tried her best to break away and kowtowed on the cold ground.

Standing not far behind her was a woman from the clan carefully selected by Wan Yanliang, who was also his sister-in-law.

These women either had their husbands killed, or their fathers were killed before they were married. However, their cousin, the emperor, was a man of sexual inclination and did not care about his own flesh and blood. He actually violated these ethical principles and married his cousin. There is absolutely no such ridiculous person in this world that my sister is a concubine.

He looked like an overlord. Seeing that Shasha couldn't get up, he held up his hips and sat on the sofa. He gradually calmed down his anger and said: "Shasha, if you become my uncle's concubine, I will make you the most noble concubine." ?」

Shaochao couldn't stop crying, and she was busy kowtowing and kneeling: "Uncle, I am Shaochao! I am the Shasha you have seen since childhood!"

"I know, but now that your husband Terry is dead, according to the clan's inheritance rules, you must remarry. Instead of marrying someone else, why not join your uncle's harem?"

"No!"

A stern and heavy voice spread outside the palace, and everyone gathered around the queen mothers of the two palaces. The queen mother came slowly with a mahogany fishing stick in her hand, her posture was generous and majestic.

Pucha quickly stepped forward and threw herself into her arms. She knelt down and cried, "Grandma, please, please save me!"

"Shasha, get up, get up!"

After lifting the girl up, Empress Dowager Tudan stamped her cane on the ground in a thunderous rage, holding it in her mouth with a livid expression on her face. Everyone present was frightened and quickly knelt down to ask her to calm down.

"What's wrong with the emperor now? In the first two years of his reign, he worked hard to rule the country and treated his brothers with kindness and generosity. This year, he killed a large number of clan members and forcibly adopted women. This is your niece!"

Wanyan Liang had an estrangement with her the year before last. Today she broke into the palace without permission and accused him in front of everyone. Suddenly her arrogance as an emperor was clearly revealed. She continued to sit on the throne and glanced at him. Those two black beads looked at her.

"Gong'er, why are you doing this? Why don't you answer my questions?" The Queen Mother couldn't stand it any longer, so she began to teach her a lesson.

Empress Dowager Tudan was angry, stared at him and said: "Okay, okay! The emperor now thinks that the position of the old queen mother of the Aijia is useless, that's fine! The Aijia wiped her neck and went to see the late emperor!"

After the Queen Mother winked repeatedly, Wan Yanliang was willing to come and kneel down, bowing her head and admitting her mistake.

Empress Dowager Tudan paused for a long time and gently helped him up. Without another word, she took the haggard Xiaosha out and said as she walked: "When Xiaosha was born, she was the late Emperor (Wan Yanliang's father, posthumously named Jin Dezong). Emperor, you brought her home and raised her, even though you are an uncle, you are no different from your biological father, but now you want to force her to become your concubine. Such a violation of human ethics, the Ai family will never agree to."

"The Ai family has already found a step-husband for Shanshao, who is Yi Cibu, the son of General Anda Hai," she turned around and said, "Yi Cibu wanted to marry Shanshao before she left the cabinet. He is also the unwanted grandson-in-law of the Ai family, but in order to marry and be virtuous, the emperor forcibly married Sisha to Terry and beat the couple, and now he even wants to force her to become your concubine."

"The Ai family doesn't care what the emperor does to other people. They just follow the emperor, but Shaosha will never stay on your bed!"

Empress Dowager Tudan held up her hand and asked the waiters to take Pu Chasha down and put her there. She then walked a few steps forward and leaned sideways, feeling calm.

"Emperor, do you still remember that girl from the Li family? At first, she liked you so much, and you liked her so much. Later, she was forced to marry someone else. How did you feel? You couldn't even think about you for several days.

But, if that's the case, why do you forcefully break up others and even kill your husband and seize your wife after you have experienced the pain of separation? "

"Emperor,...Gong'er, that's it for the Ai family, you can take care of yourself!"

After the Queen Mother finished speaking, she let out a long sigh, put on her dark purple sleeves and went forward with her staff. The fresh and elegant fragrance swept from the front of the hall to the outside of the hall, slowly dissipating. Seeing this, the Queen Mother gently helped the emperor up, lovingly stroked his black beard and said: "My son, your father and mother have taught you to be kind and generous since you were a child, don't forget it!"

After saying a few words, the Queen Mother looked down at the women of the clan, then looked back at her son, stood up, and then resigned.

"You go down first and give me the order later!"

Wan Yanliang stood up and took away the folding fan from the desk. He opened the fan with a pop, held it in his hand and threw it at his chest. The words "If you hold the big handle in your hand, the breeze will fill the world," the handwriting is still clear. The handwriting is thin and gold, and she looks like a beautiful woman.

After just one glance, he thought of Qing Ya again, that well-educated and unyielding girl, who was now thousands of miles away.

In the autumn of the third year of Tiande, King Yong's family finally settled down in Liaoyang. Liaoyang is close to the Bohai Bay and has four distinct seasons. The climate is more pleasant than that of Huining City in the far north. Therefore, after the third autumn, it will not snow so early, but it will feel like a refreshing autumn.

Li Qingya has grown so old. It is her first time to come to the south, and it is also her first time to see a sky that has not yet snowed in October.

She stood leaning against the dangerous building, looking at the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers in the Qing'an Temple where Li Hongyuan became a monk.

It was late autumn, and the dim red maple leaves all over the mountains and fields would lift up the tree trunks and branches and dance with the wind when the wind blew. This beautiful scenery was like a fairyland in the Tianshan Mountains. She was ecstatic, swaying her bright dress and spinning around in circles, touching her fingers. Over every light leaf.

You can vaguely see the quiet small pool at the foot of the temple mountain, slightly moving with golden waves under the afterglow of the setting sun.

She calmed down and said happily: "This is my first time seeing such beautiful scenery!"

In the pavilion behind him, Xiyi smiled and stepped back. King Yong came up to him and said, "This is the first time I have seen such a beauty!"

He then hugged her waist from behind, picked a red leaf and put it into her loose bun, kissed her cheek gently, and said - "If you like it, one day, I will give it to you in your name." The name of this mountain."

She smiled and nodded, and said nothing more in her excitement. The two of them hugged and leaned against each other for a long time.

The hurried servants came up from the bottom and stood in the empty hall to report the incident. He said that the Khitan people were robbing the seaside again, and the soldiers guarding the city could not stop them, so they asked him to go quickly.

But he didn't sleep for three days in a row before he was able to repel the thieves. Less than two days after he came back, he had to lead his troops to suppress them again. Qingya was somewhat reluctant to give up, so she asked to go out with him and go to the battlefield to kill them together. enemy. new

But he didn't agree, so he quickly went downstairs, stood downstairs, looked up and smiled: "Madam, how can I be willing to let you follow me through life and death!"

With just one word, he walked forward with vigorous steps. Qingya trotted behind. When she saw him, she stepped on her horse and shouted with red eyes: "Yong Lang, come back early! You must come back safely!"

"Okay, don't worry, madam. You should go back to your home as soon as possible. During the days when the lonely king is away, you must settle down your family with the imperial concubine!"

After that, a man dressed in black clothes passed through the leaves of the maple forest, and she watched from a distance as he rode away, remaining alone for a long time.

On the way back home that day, she felt uneasy and felt something was stuck in her chest. Xixi sat down with her, explored her knitted little eyebrows, then covered her mouth and smiled softly, leaning against her ear canal. : "Madam, you must have fallen in love with the king, and deeply in love! Worry leads to chaos. Yinu'er, look! Put aside the "tonic" you drink every night, and have a baby with the king. You two People's feelings will be deeper. "

"You're lying. I don't want to have a child with him, not only because of this, but also because of other things! If I have a baby, my sister will feel uncomfortable. I understand her, she will feel uncomfortable," she She raised her eyebrows and lowered her tone again and again, her lips even touching Xiyi's slightly red cheeks.

"If it weren't for many reasons, who wouldn't want to have a doll of his own? I'm not a stone man."

After hearing this, Xiyi was stunned, her eyelashes flickered, and she repeated her last sentence, then raised her hand to lift the curtain of the front window. Zhang Jiyan, who was driving the car, was only a stone's throw away from her, but he didn't have the courage to call out. he.

"Hey, I want to get married with Manager Zhang. I said I'll beg the king for you, but you still don't want me? If you keep waiting, will you really belong to someone else?"

Cherish the meaning in silence.

She is seventeen years old this year. She also wants to have a happy marriage, but she dare not admit this relationship. She understood that she was a Han woman from a poor family, and Zhang Jiyan was the legacy of the Bohai nobility. If it were not for the death of his parents, he would be a noble son at this moment. How could he be so thoughtful and handsome? She is worthy of it!

"I have my own thoughts. When I think about it, I will... talk about it!"

As he spoke, he saw Zhang Jiyan driving the carriage to a stop. He said that the mansion had arrived. He gently opened the thin curtain and asked the two of them to get out of the car. After helping Qingya, he gently held Xiyi's waist with both hands. He circled her and hugged her down.

The man holding the halberd at the door saw this scene very seriously and hurriedly watched as if he was joining in the fun.

Qingya's cheeks turned red, and she hurriedly told Xiyi a few words happily, then said that she had Cuimei by her side for the time being, and asked her to go out and get some fresh air.

After Zhang Jiyan thanked his wife, he took a pair of tender hands and left with a pair of cherished hands. He quickly escaped from everyone's sight with his face hidden, and shuttled through the sea of ​​​​people in Liaoyang Market, just like a couple flying away from afar. Xinyan.

At that moment, Qingya looked at the backs of the two people walking away carelessly, and suddenly her nose felt sore, she held her fan and returned to the mansion alone.

This year, she is fifteen, and it has been two years since she entered Prince Yong's mansion...