Chapter 259: A Yan's miss

In the five years after Meng Eqi's death, Nie Xuanxian died in Xiyi, Xie Yaohua hanged himself, and Xie Chongming died of illness. The dispute between the second prince and the third prince gradually came to an end, and finally Sheng Jiayan took out the emperor's decree to declare the sixth prince ascended the throne. But even the queen had no objections, it was indeed the emperor's decree.
Compared with the misfortune of the second prince and the third prince, the third prince was dumbfounded by such a result. He could hardly believe that it was not him who finally came to the throne. Before his father died, he chose a weak and incompetent sixth brother? For this reason, he suspected that Sheng Jiayan and the queen joined forces to tamper with the edict, and lifted their troops into the palace, but were subdued by Sheng Jiayan, and they were imprisoned and released forever.
The second prince knew that his strength was not enough. When the emperor thought that he could get a prince to do it, who knew that Sheng Jiayan not only failed him, but also shut him up for the crime of "tampering".
Everyone was sighing for a while, expecting the second prince to lose power, why can't the third prince Xie Yuan be an emperor? Is the relic of the old emperor before his death really the six princes? Whenever the officials were suspicious, Sheng Jiayan's cold eyes that seemed to kill people with the ice front would stare at you, so that the officials were not good in the end.
What's more, the queen spoke like that, and no one questioned it.
The six princes Xie Yu were thus placed on the throne of the emperor.
After Xie Yu ascended the throne, he immediately lifted Sheng Jiayan's real power one step higher. Respecting the queen is the queen queen, and the birth mother Yu Fei, who has passed away as the sixth prince, is called the empress Xiaoci.
When all the dust settled, Sheng Jiayan became the most powerful Hou Ye in the Chu Dynasty, with more than 10,000 people under one person, and occasionally even the emperor had to listen to his opinions a bit.
Five years later, it is a good season for spring.
The emperor's birthday held a feast, and the whole country was joyous.
Sheng Jiayan went to the banquet from the palace and was about to go back to the house, but the queen maid's maid came out from the corner and blessed her body: "Hou Ye, the queen maid pleases."
Sheng Jiayan's eyebrows moved slightly, motioning her maid to lead the way.
The Queen Mother’s Changle Palace is quiet and serene. The golden crane and the Qingbo mountain furnace float out the white sandalwood smoke. The carved window frames screen the sunlight, reflected on the dark red brocade Persian carpet, like a void. Layers of mottled floating shadows.
The Empress Dowager sat on a chair, stroking a purple jade as she wished. She caught the silhouette at the door and turned her head to see Sheng Jiayan coming in.
"Changxinhou," she said with a bit of crying: "Where did you hide Yongning's body? You asked me to tamper with the edict, and I did it. My daughter is dead, is it even her?" Would you not give me back your body?"
Sheng Jiayan raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes sharpened: "You just have one daughter missing, but I have no wife and children. How can this account be counted? Queen Mother."
"Sheng Jiayan! Are you not afraid of being retaliated! As long as Ai's family is deciding now, you are the wolf's ambition, what do you think of you when you look at it all?"
Sheng Jiayan was unimpressed and responded coldly: "If you are willing to do so, then it's up to you."
After all, he screened the cry of the Queen Mother behind him and turned away from Changle Palace.
At the gate of the palace, the bodyguard walked up, lifted the curtain, and Sheng Jiayan stooped into the carriage.
"Hou Ye," the guard said: "The Sauvignon Blanc planted around your lady's tomb is in full bloom, and the mountains and fields are very beautiful."
Sheng Jiayan's lips were slightly drawn: "Be prepared and see my wife tomorrow."
"Yes."
That night, Sheng Jiayan sat in front of the table case, a candle light was lit on the table, picked up the wolf and sucked up the ink, and began to write with a pen:
"Yueqi, how have you been recently? Have you missed me and missed you so much for your husband. You have tampered with your uncle's will. I wonder if you will blame me. But Xie Yin is not a weapon, Xie Yuan kills the heart, these two Whichever emperor was a threat to She Ji, so I risked tampering with the obituary, so don’t be mad at me, wait for me to go to the capital, and then explain it to you personally. , I can’t see you anymore."
"This queen called me to her palace again and wanted Xie Yaohua's body. Xie Yaohua I buried her for a long time. She still keeps me in charge of the body. Is it necessary for her husband to help her open the house and plan the corpse?" Although Xie Yaohua harmed you, he was already a corpse. For his husband, he would not embarrass a corpse. He looked like the unbelieving queen and cried, as if I whipped the corpse three hundred times."
"The emperor was assassinated a while ago. As a result, I was hit with a knife and I had to keep it for a long time. There was no way to write to you during that time. Didn't you blame me? Yeqiu, I think what you think is tight. In my dream, if I don’t smile, just let me take a look at you, is it okay? I know you don’t like to kill, and when the emperor’s power is stabilized, I will retreat. Build a house next to your tomb, guarding you, The changes in the sun and the moon are also watching you, okay?"
"My 萋萋, I am funny with you again. The first few people went to the street and wanted to buy you some dresses and burnt it. He was hit by a boy about five years old. He looked at me timidly, as if afraid. Me. Do you know what I was thinking at the time? I was thinking that if our child was born smoothly, it should be so old now. Maybe it will run around all over the place, and you will jump with him at home. , I will be able to hold both your mother and son in my arms when I return from the middle of the DPRK. I am heartily happy to think of this."
"I suddenly felt wrong when writing this. Wouldn't it be nice to have a boy to rob you for your husband? Or is it a girl? I'll hurt her and treat you both as treasures in your palms. I'll be guarding you at home. What society and country, what people, I only want my wife and daughter."
"By 萋萋, your third brother was also married in the first few months. They married the sister of the Shushu of the Ministry of Military Affairs. The two of them fell in love with each other. Their common hobby is to like to read the book. Your third brother is also a cabinet minister in North Korea. Very responsible, you don’t have to worry, I will protect him comprehensively. Before I went to see you at your tomb, your four younger sister Meng Yizhen had to go with him, and every time she went, she cried and passed out, and decided not to take her. Bring a jar of wine and go with the two of you."
"Yueqi, five years, you have left me for five years. During this time, no soul fell into my dream. Instead, I dreamed of your figure jumping off the city wall every time. You really left me. You don’t come to see me, do you blame me for coming too late that day? Nie Xuanxian died before me, did you already see you. You must not go with him, otherwise I would die and go to 18 layers of hell, also Fight him to death."
"I'm writing here today, and when I think of seeing you tomorrow, I can't restrain the joy in my heart. I hope you come and I wait for you."
Sheng Jiayan folded the letter, wrote the Yincao Difu on the envelope, and then added the name of Meng Eqi, then burned it in front of Meng Eqi's brand.
Watching the flames devour his letter inch by inch, eventually turned into a ray of ashes and white smoke. Sheng Jiayan closed his hand and lay on the bed to rest.
...
The land, beside the bridge.
Meng Wanqi wore a Jin Yi Luo skirt, crying as she boiled Meng Po soup in her waist.
Tears fell in the pot, and the ghosts who drank Meng Po soup all said: "God Meng Po, how can this soup taste so sad?"
Meng luxe speechless, crying tears pear flower.
Meng Jiang followed her, so she couldn't help crying.
Blessed God came down from the court to explore the class of the deceased God. He saw the deceased God leaning on the pillar and looked helplessly at Meng Eqi who was crying not far away.
"What's the matter with Meng Po?" Fushen handed the Wufu he made to the gods.
The poor took it and shook his head: "Your Majesty King is too infatuated, too infatuated!"
Still, he wiped tears from the corners of his eyes and turned to lie on the shoulders of the of fortune: "Bang bang bang, I can't see it anymore, why are there always lovers who are tortured."
Blessed God patted the back of the deceased God, and felt that his family is really cute and honest: "Oh, wait for His Majesty to return to the mansion, isn't it good. Perhaps he remembered everything he did to Meng Po in the world, and he would be a bit ignorant. What to do."
Poor God thinks right, can only nod.
"Go, go," Fushen pulled him: "We go to the other side of Huashan to play!"
Faint God wiped her tears: "No, General Xuehe and I will take care of Sister Meng in turn so that she won't be able to return to the world."
Blessed God was surprised: "Ah? But Meng Po is gone."
Faintly turned around and found that Meng Eqi, who was still standing in front of the stall, had disappeared. Only Meng Jiang, who collapsed on the ground, fainted.
The gods fell silent for a while, and then ran to Liao Yangdian like crazy: "Not good! Sister Meng jumped back into the world and pulled!"
...
Meng Eqi took advantage of General Blood River's inattention and turned into a ray of soul and came to the world.
She floated to her tomb, Sheng Jiayan was already there.
He was drunk and drunk, holding Meng Eqi's tombstone and whispering somehow.
Meng Wanqi floated over and looked at Sheng Jiayan's familiar eyebrows, trying to reach out and touch him, but her hands passed through Sheng Jiayan's body.
Life and death are a boundary, which means that people are separated forever.
In a sense, she is already a dead person.
"Yueqi," Sheng Jiayan murmured: "Why didn't you come, aren't we good? I didn't receive the letter I burned to you?"
"Received! Received!" Meng Hao shouted anxiously, but Sheng Jiayan couldn't hear it at all.
She looked around and found that there was a pear tree not far away. Meng Eqi used to exhaust all her energy to let the pear flowers fall like snow.
Sheng Jiayan always notices such strange beauty! ?
However, Sheng Jiayan just glanced at it, and continued to mutter Meng Eqi's tombstone.
Meng 萋萋 anxious, walked over and kicked his tombstone.
As she fell off, Sheng Jiayan's figure suddenly flicked up, and he slowly raised his head, mixed with the hazy and drunk eyes, suddenly bursting with joy.
"lush--"