Chapter 153: Talk

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　　 came back from Cheng Qian Temple, Hongli burst into a daze.
　　He didn't want to go back to Yangxin Hall. The table on Yangxin Hall was full of praises and chants. On the surface, he praised the death of Narb, but actually praised him well.
　　Looking at the person who delivered the fold, he was the real murderer of the money for disaster relief.
　　 Hongli had a greasy smell in his heart. They both tasted greasy and they tasted themselves. He walked around under his feet and walked to Yanxi Palace unconsciously.
　　 A burst of music came from inside, not a zither, a piano, or a flute or a drum.
　　 Hongli stepped down, walked in, and looked at the music box on the table.
A pair of puppet couples in the music box, blonde, wearing a Western-style dress, holding each other's hand, dancing with the music, beside the music box, Wei Yingluo also holding Mingyu's hand, wearing a palace cheongsam, with the music Dancing gracefully, and then uttered: "Wrong, wrong, Mr. Yin said it was not such a circle, come again."
　　 Mingyu has smart fingers and can make all kinds of snacks, but his feet are not so dexterous, and he staggered a few times, giving up: "The minions will not jump, they will not jump!"
　　 Wei Yingluo: "Try again!"
　　Hongli watched for a while, and saw two people stepping on my skirt, I stepped on your feet, jumping like a god, couldn't help laughing.
　　 heard his voice, the two came over to salute him.
　　 "What are you doing?" Hongli exempted her from the gift and fiddled with the music box with her hand, and changed a song.
　　Wei Yingluo smiled and said: "This Western object is put in the house of government to eat ash. The concubine specially consulted Mr. Yin from France. He also demonstrated a dance to me."
　　Hongli is so angry and funny: "I invite French missionaries to stay in the Forbidden City. They specialize in calendaring and firearms, not with you."
　　Wei Yingluo didn't reply to his words, only Xiao Yinyin came over, stretched his hand to hold his waist, and led him to dance.
　　 Waltz-just like the relationship between men and women, you go in and out, you back in and out.
　　 This is a kind of dance suitable for couples, even if one of them is not at all, under the guidance of the other, it will be soon.
　　 "How is it?" Wei Yingluo smiled, "Is it very interesting?"
　　 At this time, Hongli had already danced like a decent, but just smiled, and suddenly got up again: "You jumped with that foreigner too?"
　　 "How?" Wei Yingluo asked deliberately.
　　Hongli snorted, pinched her waist with her fingers.
　　 There was a piece of itchy meat in that place, and Wei Yingluo was smiled by him, and quickly grabbed his finger and said: "No, Mr. Yin showed me with the eunuch."
　　 Hongli's face turned sunny then cloudy.
　　 "Your master really has a way." Li Yucha said, looking down, and lowering her voice to Ming Yudao beside her, "The emperor is not happy for these two days. When I came to you, I had a smile."
　　Mingyu looked at the two people who kept spinning in front and smiled while covering her mouth.
　　Li Yu was a little puzzled by her smile: "What are you laughing at?"
　　 "Wait." In that box, Hongli also felt something was wrong and frowned in confusion. "It seems... what's wrong?"
　　Wei Yingluo blinked innocently: "Where is wrong?"
"..." Hongli's hand slid slowly, catching Wei Yingluo's hand on his waist, raising his eyebrows somewhat dangerously, "I heard that Westerners dance, and men's hands are on women's waists, you Why-Wei Yingluo, you deliberately teased me!"
　　Wei Yingluo took his hand in a good manner and put it on his waist.
　　Hongli: "...Do you think that I will not be angry?"
　　 "Emperor, don't be angry." Wei Yingluo slowly leaned his head on his shoulder. "The concubine just wanted to make you happy."
　　 nestled together, the most tangled dance steps in the waltz, accompanied by the waltz in the music box, rotating, rotating, rotating...
　　 A round of bright moon took off.
　　 Jumping tired two people sat side by side at the window, looking at the bright moon outside the window.
　　 "Emperor." Wei Yingluo looked up at him, "Are you upset again?"
　　Hongli is always unhappy, and only a few times can smile, now he has returned to his usual serious look, and said lightly: "Yingluo, if someone has to kill, what should you do?"
　　Wei Yingluo smiled: "Slay it."
　　 Hongli froze, looked down at her: "What if he was wronged and wronged?"
　　 Wei Yingluo: "Release."
　　Hongli: "...If he was wronged, but for the sake of the overall situation, is it necessary to kill?"
　　Wei Yingluo did not hesitate: "Both kill and let go."
　　Hongli at first thought that what she said was right, when she said this, she thought she was perfunctory: "What is this called!"
　　 "It's correct to kill on the face, steal the dragon to the phoenix in private." Wei Yingluo said, "Can the emperor find a similarly described prisoner, can't he just replace the person secretly?"
　　Hongli was first hesitated, and then he laughed: "You think the big prison of the Penal Department is a vegetable market, and the decapitation must be verified!"
　　 "Of course the concubine knew that he had to verify his body before killing his head, and he knew who the "he" was in your words." Wei Yingluo said.
　　 Hongli smiled.
After a long silence, Wei Yingluo first said: "...Master Narb, you still want to kill him, emperor."
　　 Hongli Weng sound urn said: "Nonsense, I have never thought about it like this!"
"But even if you gave the Queen grace and changed your head to exile, can he be safe on the way to exile? There is no one in the world who can't be released by the emperor, you are at all--" Wei Yingluo paused and still said that sentence. "Unwilling to let him live!"
　　Hongli stared at her somberly, and after a long time, he smiled faintly: "You are right."
　　 He stood up next to Wei Yingluo, walked alone to the window, pressed his hands against the railing, overlooking the scenery below, pavilions, palace eunuchs, everything shrank in his eyes.
"...Nalbu was not greedy for food, but he was blind and incompetent. He was incompetent. He was faced with similar situations more or less in eastern Zhejiang, but there was no riot and no starving victims." Hong Holding on to the railing, he slowly said, "Sometimes a faint and incompetent official is no less harmful than a corrupt official. He is wronged, and the queen stretches out. Who will control the dead victims? I sentence him to exile. , But looking at the Empress Dowager and choosing a decent way of death for him, I didn’t expect the queen mother to be a step early..."
　　 After hesitating a little, he asked in a low voice: "Ying Luo, do you think I am a cruel emperor."
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　　 Hongli's complexion sank.
　　 slowly stretched out his hands with his hands around his waist.
"But what about that?" Wei Yingluo leaned his face on his back. "Emperor, you always want to be a man, but where is there a man in the world? Kill a corrupt official, and a corrupt official will hate you. Kill a junior, and a vassal will complain." You. Hate, hate, blame, no regrets, never look back!"
　　Hongli slowly laughed: "Say right, no regrets, never look back!"
　　Yuezhao Earth, under the railing, under the pavilion, Zhen'er fluttered around like a headless fly, and if he didn't pay attention, he bumped into a person.
　　 "Jin'er?" Seeing her look like a soul, Hong Hong frowned, "You're not here by the queen, what are you doing here?"
　　 "Chengqian Palace, Royal Garden, Home Affairs Office..." Zhen'er's eyes straightened, and he shuddered and said a bunch of places, and finally looked up at him suddenly, crying out, "Nothing, no Queen Mother!"
　　Hongichi was shocked in her heart, forgot to avoid suspicion, and grabbed her by the arm: "What are you saying? What happened to the queen?"
　　 "The queen is gone." Zhen'er had been looking for a whole day, and she had burned her head, and she had no idea. She only cried, "The minions have searched everywhere, they can't find anyone, and they dare not tell others..."
　　Hong Day stared fiercely at the leading behind him. The other party realized, hurriedly watched the nose, watched the nose, and saw nothing while doing anything.
　　Looking back, Hong Day Shen Sheng said to Jin'er: "We are separated from each other, and we must find the Queen Mother before others discover it."
　　 Although the Forbidden City is large, it is not so big after excluding those places that Jin'er has already found. The two hurriedly assigned each other what they were looking for, and then moved apart.
　　 Not here, not here, nor here... Hiroshi hurriedly walked under a corner tower, suddenly walked, looked up, looked at the figure on the corner tower, and stunned: "Queen!"
　　 Pedal Pedal-The sound of boots hurriedly stepping on the wooden steps.
　　Hongichi ran up to the turret almost instantaneously, breathing gradually, watching the queen standing in front of the turret barefoot in front of the turret, and even the voice was a little trembling: "Queen, what are you doing, come down first, okay?"
　　 then turned back slowly, and under the moonlight, her face looked pale: "...Do you think I want to jump from here?"
　　After she finished speaking, she turned back, spread her arms, and walked towards the edge of the corner tower step by step.
　　Following her steps, Hongye only felt that her throat was mentioned, and she didn't think much about it. She walked with her.
　　If there is a misstep at this time... I am afraid that the next day the palace people found it would be the bodies of two people.
　　 "I stayed here for a day." Then he suddenly stopped and looked away, "I just wanted to know what it was like when Fucha Rongyin stood here."
　　 Then she laughed, uncharacteristically, she laughed with ease.
"Fucha Rongyin and I have entered the house one after the other. She is a gentle and dignified sister-in-law. I am a careful and careful side. We have many places that are the same, but different. The same is to entrust my heart to Husband. Not the same..." Then she looked down at her feet, "She jumped from here, and I became the queen above."
　　 It's no wonder that along the way, no one came here. The court seemed to avoid the place intentionally.
　　 It turned out that this place was the place where the first queen fell to the building and died.
　　 The ground looks clean, but it has blood, tears, and souls.
　　Hong Day said in a deep voice: "Queen, the past things have passed long ago, why not mention it again? You are not Fucha Rongyin, nor will she become her."
　　 "Yeah, I am not Fucha Rongyin, even if I stand here, I never want to die." Then he sighed and looked back at him, "Do you know why?"
　　Hong Day looked at her.
"Because I'm not reconciled." Then he said softly, "I thought that when I became the master of the Sixth House and became the queen of the Qing Dynasty, I would never trample on anyone again, and I don't have to be cautious, but I was wrong. Xian Fei couldn't help E Niang and her brothers, and now the queen can't protect Ama because there is too little power in her hands, too little..."
　　 "No, it's not that..." Hiroshi wanted to comfort her, but didn't know how to comfort her.
　　The matter of Narbu was investigated by him personally, and he knew the truth most.
　　He can even guess why he died...
　　Everything is as the successor said, she is still a queen, and she still can't keep her father, because it is her husband who wants his father's life-the Holy Spirit today.
　　 "It's not like this...you just..." Hiroshi said sadly, "You just have hope for the emperor..."
　　 And he failed your hope...
　　 said nothing afterwards.
　　The moonlight shone on her thin shoulders, and she became more and more lonely.
　　 And her husband? I'm afraid I stayed in Yanxi Palace again...
　　Hong Day looked at the shoulder, and the ghostly angel stretched out his hand, but across a distance, he dared not put it on his head.
　　 "Go back." Then he suddenly said without looking back, "You and I should go back."
　　After she finished speaking, she slowly turned her head back to her usual dignified virtue. If it weren’t for the tears on her cheeks, she couldn’t see that she had ever cried.
Hirohi then had to become a courtier, and he respectfully gave way down the stairs, looking at the lonely back that was going away. He had a complicated look, his fists were clenched and loose, and finally he couldn’t help shouting:
The Queen Mother , Please tell me where I need Hiro in the future. I want to do something for you..."
　　'S subsequent steps came to a halt without turning back, and continued to walk forward.