Vol 2 Chapter 178: The year of emperor (on)

Taichu Palace at night was a bit deserted.
A whistle sounded suddenly, like an invisible hand, disturbing the night.
The vigil's palace man frowned at first, for fear that someone might interrupt Tianzi's sleeping peacefully, but soon discovered that it was Chunjia who played the flute.
He half-opened the temple window, overlooking the dim moonlight of Manting, the jade flute across his lips, if he swallowed, it was like sadness, but full of alienation and indifference.
As if telling a very sad and cold story.
But it has nothing to do with the piper.
The supervisor listened to the sound of the flute, and whispered to the palace men who were waiting to be careful, so as to make a noise and disturb the emperor's interest.
But at the moment Chunjia was not in a bad mood.
The method of plagiarizing Yunfengyu is very useful. No matter what Queen Mother Yuan is thinking at this moment, it is impossible to stop Yuan Zhen's mother and son from becoming the past in this palace.
Since the goal had been achieved, he was too lazy to think more about it.
After all, it ’s okay for Yuan Yanniang, and her child named Gongxiang Yan who moved to Queen Mother Yuan temporarily. For Chun Jia, it ’s not a very important person. This is the only secret he has in his heart. It was not disclosed to anyone.
Can't disclose either.
If it is said that Queen Mother Yuan did not like Yuan Yinniang at first, but in the long relationship, she unknowingly fell in love with the niece and forgot the anger of being coerced by Yuan when she agreed to the family affairs; Chun Jia from beginning to end , Yuan Yuanniang's attitude is far away.
The problem is that the Queen Mother Yuan then could not refuse the Yuan family, and he couldn't refuse the Queen Mother Yuan.
He knew for a long time that he was not the biological son of Queen Mother Yuan. This was not what the queen said or the Queen Mother had done, but from his uncle's grandmother, Fuyang Zhuang.
When I was about to remember, Queen Mother Yuan took him to please Mrs. Zhuang. Mrs. Zhuang looked at them indifferently. In the presence of Mrs. Yuan, she said, "In the end, it wasn't your biological one. It looks more like a mother ... When I was a kid, I was pretty. "
Then, as if she hadn't seen the pale face of Queen Mother Yuan and Chunjia's ignorant daze, the tea was delivered to her with a smile—the corners of her eyes and brows were all deliberate and malicious.
This is not over.
One day during the funeral after the death of Fuyang Duan Wang Xi, the sick Zhuang Taifei greeted the guests with the help of Queen Mother Yuan Yuan, leading people to bring Chun Jia to her.
The young Chunjia was very scared. Although he was the only grandson of Zhuang Taifei, because he was a prostitute, he could not inherit the king according to rules, and was not subject to Zhuang Taifei.
Except for the Chinese New Year, his uncle's grandmother doesn't even want him to step into the courtyard.
This was his first and last time facing the grandmother alone.
Although Queen Mother Yuan has been covering up for Mrs. Zhuang in front of him, saying that the princess still likes him very much, but he looks more severe ... but he was forced to enter the inner room, in the strong medicine smell and the weirdness of the checkmate. Feel the war and gimmicks please Anshi, still have instinctive fear and tension.
"I'm about to die. Although I don't like you, it is my son's only bone and blood." But Zhuang Fei changed her coldness to him and took the initiative to say, "So I intend to tell you something."
Junjia was at a loss, and she stunned her head.
He heard the maid in the room who had been serving Zhuang Taifei's whole life cover her mouth, issued a desperate depression, and subconsciously choked.
Zhuang Taifei ignored these and only said to herself: "After my death, this palace is run by Yuan's family. You are relying on her to be a concubine. She may not treat you in the scene, at least before you have a son. No. But if you do n’t want to be her uncle, listen to her all your life, let her live and die, and you must remember what I said—my sons and daughters of the Gongxiang family, even if they are only out, are not the women of the Yuan family in Fuyang You can do it! "
Chun Jia did not speak.
He doesn't know what to say?
Fortunately, Mrs. Zhuang didn't need him to interface, and followed, "Since you got Feng Shizi, Fuyang Yuan has hinted several times that I want to assign a maid to you, but I have been stopped. But I will die now, Yuan She will certainly help her family, but no one can refuse it for you. They want to give you a girl, I sent someone to ask, it is not good, slow to match you, it is the one in this house It's not enough to be in charge. "
She froze, "But after I died, Yuan told you about it, and you agreed. After all, if you don't agree, she also has a way to make you have to marry her niece through the door."
"... Mother-in-law is nice to her grandson." Chun Jia retorted boldly.
He was too young at this time. In fact, he didn't understand it very much, only faintly felt that his grandmother was saying bad things about Queen Mother Yuan.
Zhuang Taifei sneered and did not reprimand. She only said lightly: "After a few days, you have made an affair with her niece. She will definitely take over the house to cultivate affection with you. By then, you and Look, is she more distressed to you, or is she her niece? "
When referring to Chun Jia's future fiancee, the princess smiled strangely, "She chose a look from your nieces that is not overwhelming, which is a bit conscience."
Even the young Chun Jia felt wrong, but just didn't wait for him to ask. A mother was sobbing and said, "Sir, your concubine is your uncle's grandmother. Even if you are not normally allowed to come to the hospital, there is a reason, in your heart. How could it not care about you? The exhortation at this moment is, I am afraid ... Shizi would like to hear it in the future, but can't hear it ... Shizi just don't say it, just listen to the concubine! "
Chun Jia lowered her head, feeling a little dazed and a little scared. He certainly didn't like Mrs. Zhuang very much. After all, this grandmother had always been cold to him. Although Queen Mother Yuan did not teach him to distance herself from her grandmother, she did not teach him. Close to grandmother.
Mrs. Zhuang in his eyes was actually no better than a stranger.
auzw.com But this is his grandmother after all.
The kingdom ruled the world with filial piety. At this age, he has been deafened. If his grandmother can't do it, he can't remain indifferent after all.
Mrs. Zhuang's face was indifferent, and she was still saying, "You're talented, and you're strong and healthy. Don't let the martial arts fall after you study hard. When you grow up, right or wrong, you don't need anyone to follow you. Say, you should also understand. It's not more than ten years of work. I heard that you have a qualitative character since childhood, and you never have to urge your academic work. The Xixi always praises you. Isn't there any patience? It's just that you don't have a good end! "
She said slowly, "You are too young now, you have no identity but you are incapable. Everything can only count on Yuan ... but you can't count on her forever!"
"The wood that embraces each other is born at the end; the nine-story platform rises from tired soil. I just want you to remember this sentence, no matter how many people talk to you and be obedient, no matter how many people flatter you after your throne If you do n’t have to do it, you can have a rich life. Do n’t listen, do n’t believe. When you have nothing, ask your Western seats as much as possible-grow up, and you should learn to give yourself a reputation for managing virtues. "
"So, after ten or twenty years, I believe you will thank me."
For the first time in her life, Zhuang Taifei smiled at her own grandson without much comfort or kindness. She only emphasized slowly, "Diligently work hard and strive not to rely on your mother-in-law and Yuan as soon as possible. Fuyang Wangfu, you can also stand between this heaven and earth, and then you will definitely thank me. "
She smiled and motioned to the mother not far away to help herself, slightly struggling with her hand, touching Chun Jia's hair.
Chun Jia was not used to her touch, and wanted to hide subconsciously. She hid halfway and froze.
He felt that his grandmother's hands were full of wet cold sweat, almost wiping his own hair, but he didn't dare to say-in order to cover up this discomfort, he turned his head slightly, but just saw the mother tilted her head, Skip the crystals in the corners of the eyes.
This scene reminded him quickly a few days ago, and he did the same, kneeling in front of the sickbed, watching a room full of tears and sending away his biological father, Fuyang Duanwang.
After a moment of loss, Chun Jia didn't hear clearly what Princess Tai Zhuang said next. She returned to God and said, "... Anyway, you go down."
Naturally, he did not dare to let the toffee say it again, and promised casually, and then he went out in a hurry.
But when I went out, I knew that the toffee just let him out of the inner room, but did not let him leave the main courtyard.
And soon someone came out, put a brazier under the corridor, let him kneel, and burn paper for Fuyang Duanwang.
It was still cold at that time. Although Chun Jia was wearing a fur, the corridor was ventilated on three sides, and the princess didn't call anything. The people below didn't dare to give him anything.
It didn't take long for him to kneel, and he felt a little overwhelmed.
In the house, I came out to help Zhuang Taifei ’s mother, and let people look at the door. Then she took off her shawl and cushioned him, and whispered,
Shizi tolerate it. After a while, the princess is here, so All right."
At that time, Chun Jia knew nothing about it, thinking that he had aroused his grandmother's dislike and was punished. He was not close to Mrs. Zhuang. Of course, the courteous service to her was also restrained.
The mother stood beside him and looked at him. After a while, she said, "The son of the son follows the mother, but this chin is like a lord."
Jun Jia glanced at her side and wondered why she said so suddenly?
He has also seen this mother before, but the other person has never seen him directly, let alone provoked the topic.
"... Seiko's affairs over the years, the concubine is well aware of it." The mother finally said, "As for why it is not obvious on the bright side, Seiko is big, you will naturally understand. When Seiko returns, please ask Tell the princess carefully. Best not to mention a word. "
Then she went in.
After half a while, the little girl rushed in to report the letter, and the mother came out and quickly took away Chun Jia's knee-shoulders-soon Queen Mother Yuan brought the dip willow to please the concubine, and saw Chun Jia burning the paper under the corridor alone, covering her face. Live in rage.
It wasn't clear how the mother-in-law teared Fa Chunjia that day. After all, he had to be face-faced. Fuyang Duanwang's corpse was not cold. His son was still out there, and no one knew it.
In short, when his grandmother and aunt quarreled, he was meditating outside: Should you tell Queen Mother Yuan what his grandmother told?
Later, he decided to tell that, after all, compared to Zhuang Taifei, Queen Mother Yuan was more trustworthy.
Only then did she say, "Mother-in-law, grandmother said, after she died, would you give me cousin?"
Queen Mother Yuan's face changed greatly, hugging him, and asked repeatedly: "What else did she say ?! Did she tell you?"
This sturdy attitude made Jun Jia's ghost stunned and shook his head: "The grandmother said that the cousin was bad, but the child wanted to listen to the mother-in-law ... The grandmother let the child go and burn the paper for the father.
The queen mother Yuan clearly breathed a sigh of relief-this time she missed the confession and turned around and temporarily forgot it.
When I remembered it, it was already Zhuang's funeral.
After the funeral, Chun Jia felt that her mother-in-law was still good for him, and she wanted to confess to Queen Mother Yuan. As a result, he did not speak before reaching the aunt, and the Queen Mother asked him with a smile: OK, OK? "
He hesitated and said yes, he said nothing.
He thought it would take just a few days of work. Why not look at the situation of this cousin, or judge the grandmother's words, is it true or false?
Later ... After meeting Yuan Yuanniang, Chun Jia knew that Zhuang's words did not tell Queen Mother Yuan in her life.
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