Chapter 110: Ming Dynasty looks for Zhuling Road

On a cloudless spring day, the sky is dazzling, and the blue is like washing.
The sun is very good, and the shattered shadows are shining through the delicate and shy flower branches, the willow color is stretched, the grove is shaded, and the thick green is already beautiful. The water on Wangqiu Lake is faint, the warm wind is like a drunk microwave, and the flying flowers dance lightly, falling on the Yuhu Lake, floating the Champs, gently curling, and relaxing.
The breeze shook the bead curtain gently, and walked along the apse of the Tianji Mansion. The huge water mill bluestone ground was flat and far-reaching, quiet and silent, and there was still a little coolness everywhere.
Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps coming from outside the hall, one person stepped and dragged, and one person walked to the ground, but was barely audible. One after another, he went deep into the hall.
The transparent ice cup with fine flowers, a few stretched yellow chrysanthemums floated refreshingly, and the delicate fingers lined on the azure fine porcelain that seems to be able to drain the water, beautiful and elegant.
"Phoenix Lord, someone has brought it."
Qing Chen quietly put down the tea cup in her hand and raised her phoenix eyes slightly, crossing Ming Ze's face, which was as staid as his voice, and looking behind him.
"Xiaguan... met the princess!"
A soft smile appeared on Qing Chen's soft lips: "Doctor Wang, I feel a little uncomfortable today. You have come to the mansion for your hard work."
The imperial doctor Wang Yuan was stopped right after he left Yige City this morning, and entered the Lingwang Mansion in a muddle, with a faint cold sweat on his forehead, bowing his head and said: "This was originally a matter for the official branch, but In front of the princess, the next official didn't dare to make an axe at the door. Besides... Besides, the next official was not on duty today, so I didn't bring anything with me. I beg the princess to get the official back.
Qing Chen raised his head slightly: "If it is for this, it is not necessary. The Jinshi acupuncture and medicine are all available in Lingwang's Mansion, and you can take it at will. If you are out here, I'm afraid you can go and you won't be able to go back."
Wang value raised his eyes and looked at it with a guilty conscience. In the quiet hall, a long plain screen painted the scenery of the strange mountain where light clouds came out of Xiu. In front of the screen, Princess Ling was dressed in lake-colored clothes like smoke, with elegant eyebrows, and quiet corners of lips. Under the clear gaze, he only felt that there was nowhere to hide, as if everything in his mind was clearly seen. , I didn’t even have the intention to search for a lie: "The princess... the official... the official..."
Qing Chen slowly said: "What I want to ask, you must know it in your own heart. If you tell what you know, Prince Ling will never embarrass you."
Wang Yuan whispered: "The official is dull, I really don't know what the princess said."
Qing Chen's eyes were silent, and her voice was faint: "Oh, it seems that I need to remind you, so how about it, why don't you see a few people first." After a slight gesture, Ming turned around and went out. After a while, Ming Yi Building subordinates Carrying a few sets of stretchers in, the white cloth was lifted, and it was actually a few people in black who had been dead for a long time.
Wang Yuan bluffed, and trembled: "Wang Concubine...what...what does this mean?"
Qing Chen turned a blind eye to the corpses, and only looked at Wang Qi quietly: "The first two people were intercepted by the guards of the Royal Palace of Ling in the backyard of your house last night. The last two died outside Yige City, Banxia Pavilion. ."
Hearing the words "Ban Xia Pavilion", Wang Value shook his whole body and hurriedly lowered his eyes, his body trembling slightly because of fear: "Xiaguan... I don't know anything, I don't know."
Seeing him insisting on not knowing, Ming said coldly: "Master Feng, hand him over to his subordinates. Within half an hour, the subordinates will let him speak clearly."
Qing Chen smiled and said, "I'm afraid the Royal Doctor Wang can't stand your methods, but it's okay to look at it. After reading it, you might think of something."
"Yes!"
Wang Qi was taken tremblingly by Ming Ze to a dark room a few steps away. As soon as he opened the door, he suddenly screamed in horror, and reached out his hand to retreat by the door.
Qing Chen picked up the tea at hand, didn't seem to hear the fearful exclamation, and slowly took a sip. Ming let out a cold snort, and his subordinates pushed Wang Qi into the room with only a few minutes of effort. When he saw the door shut, Wang Qi lost his voice and exclaimed: "Wang Hao! Wang Hao! I said, I said all! Wang Hao forgive me!"
"Ming Ze!" Qing Chen's low voice faintly sounded, and Ming Ze black face picked up Wang Value, who was already sore in his hands and feet, and brought him back to his original place.
A faintly bitter floral fragrance overflowed, Qing Chen put down the tea cup, and a few chrysanthemums floated up and down involuntarily in the elegant water color, slowly returning to calm.
As soon as Ming let go, Wang Qi threw himself in front of him, almost crying bitterly: "Wang Hao, it's not that you don't want to say that, the whole family is in their hands, you don't dare to say it!"
Qing Chen said: "Your family of four was taken to Banxia Pavilion and waited for you. If the people from Ling Palace were to go one step later, plus you five, I am afraid that they are already on the road. But this is not the way. The road to freedom from the sky is the road to Huangquan. Your parents, wife and children are now in a safe place. Tell me everything you know. I will not embarrass you."
Wang Qi was crawling on the ground. He thought he would be able to escape the danger with his family today. Who knows that there is a dead end everywhere, and his heart is full of misery. Qing Chen seemed to be able to see through his mind, and said quietly: "Don't worry, I don't intend to use your family to intimidate you. There are many ways to tell you the truth. I don't really like to use this one. Even today If you don’t tell me, I will send them out of Tiandu to arrange them properly, but you need to think about whether you want to go with them."
At this point, Wang Value was desperate, so he had to say: "The official...willing to say it."
Qing Chen looked down at him: "How did the concubine empress go there?"
Wang Value's voice was astringent: "It looks like it's hanging on the surface, but in fact, someone had already killed him before the hanging beam."
Qing Chen said: "Who did it?"
Wang value hurriedly said: "This subordinate is really unclear."
Qing Chen forgave him that it was impossible for him to know the specifics, so he asked again: "Then who instructed you to dare to hide this matter?"
Wang Xing said: "Yes...it's the Dingyi Empress, I am greedy for money for a while...I just want no one to pay attention to the imperial concubine in the palace, there will be nothing, who knows... who knows..."
Qing Chen's voice was slightly cold: "You probably forgot one thing, the imperial concubine is the mother of the Fourth Royal Highness."
Wang Zhi's voice trembled, and he trembled: "His Royal Highness...Ah! It's...Yes...The lower official should die, the lower official should die..."
Qing Chen stopped talking for a while, and Wang Value fell on the ground. It was obviously a cool hall, but his forehead was dripping with sweat, drop after drop, and the ground in front of him soon became dark blue.
Ding 嫔, Qing Chen looked at the floating chrysanthemum with a calm expression, it really was King Xi. Her slender fingers gently drew a horizontal line on the smooth desk, and wrote it along the horizontal line, which was a "five". The least noticeable one, hidden in the dark, waiting for an opportunity, a wolf.
If there is another prince in the Taisho Palace that is more silent than the fourth prince, it is the fifth prince Ye Tianxi.
He was not seen in the splashing ink and poems on the Xianyu Lake, and he was not seen in the Kunlun Yuan Zhongmafei hunting, and the gathering of civil and martial arts in front of the Taiji Hall could not hear him. Although the unknown person is in charge of Gyeonggi Division, it is really the most thankless errand of the sky.
But he was practical. It seemed that he was willing to be covered by the grace of King Cham, and he was willing to follow King Ling's fame and fame, even sometimes people could not remember such a prince.
His mother is a concubine, born humble and ordinary, and may be ignored at any time among the concubines of the Sixth Court of Sannomiya. Chengping Palace has been in the cold all year round. I am afraid that only a few grand banquets in a year will have the opportunity to see the Emperor of Heaven.
However, ambition will not be obliterated because of these. On the contrary, like weeds, even in the barren rock crevices, wind and rain, when it breeds and spreads, nothing can be stopped, and no one can escape.
Qing Chen raised her hand and brushed it lightly. The traces left on the case were instantly wiped out. She looked at Wang Value: "You follow them, and someone will send you away from Tiandu. I give you a piece of advice. I will forget it from today. Noble concubine, forgot to make a concubine, it is better to forget even the word king value, Ling Prince's Mansion can't protect you for the rest of your life, so please do it for yourself."
The gentle voice seemed to be in the ear, but it was high above: "Thank you...thank you, Princess Wang!" Wang Yuan touched the ground with his forehead, raised his head, and saw that Princess Ling had long been up, and the quiet clothes were like clouds, calm and elegant. , Faintly disappeared deep in the hall.
In the late spring and early summer, the honeysuckle vines of Yanxi Palace spread all over the corridor, full of shade and lush green. Small flowers of gold and silver are dotted among the slender branches, and the sunlight has fallen faintly, and there is a pleasant fragrance in the warmth.
Ye Tianling came out of Yanxi Palace, perhaps because the light in his eyes was too dazzling, he frowned, and he didn't seem to feel happy because of the warmth of the sun. The emperor's grandmother was getting old, he saw that the number of visits to Yanxi Palace became more and more frequent, at least no matter how busy she was, she would come to greet her every day. However, whether it is the emperor prince or the beauty hero, the pace of the years will not stop because of this. He is very clear in his heart.
Facing Luo Yi rustling, ringing softly, Ye Tianling looked up and saw that Concubine Su Shu and several maids were coming to the Queen Mother's palace. With a soothing pace and a curvaceous figure, Consort Su Shu in the sun has a soft beauty. The silk clothes of the hibiscus are as graceful as water, and the spring breeze is not exerting force, slowly passing over her gentle face.
"Concubine Shu." Because of the eleventh, Ye Tianling is not unfamiliar with Concubine Su Shu. At this moment Concubine Su Shu approached, the corner of her lips smiled slightly, but the haggard between the beautiful brows fell so clearly. In the eyes of Ye Tianling.
The moment Concubine Su Shu saw Ye Tianling, she couldn't help but looked behind him, and then she could not hide the sadness and disappointment in her eyes, and Ye Tianling turned back subconsciously.
When the breeze is empty, things are wrong.
The corners of Ye Tianling's lips tightened slightly: "...Manny, please take care of yourself."
A faint light appeared in Concubine Su's eyes, her head turned her head down, and she calmed her mind. After a while, she said softly: "It's hard for you these days." She turned and ordered the maids to back away and walk forward slowly. Ye Tianling hesitated for a moment, and did not leave as before.
With an upright posture and a cool look, Concubine Su Shu looked at Ye Tianling silently by her side. He didn't speak, as if he didn't know what to say, but just stepped slowly. Concubine Su Shu stopped, stood under the shallow shadow of the green branches and vines, and looked at Ye Tianling: "In this deep palace, the imperial concubine and empress are close to me. I wonder if you would call me a concubine at this time?"
According to the custom in the palace, in addition to using the honorific name "mother queen" for the queen, the prince only calls the mother concubine to his biological mother, and the other concubines are called empresses according to their ranks. After hearing Concubine Su Shu's words, Ye Tianling was silent for a moment, and then he took a small step back, gently lifted the skirt of his clothes, and gave a formal salute to Concubine Su Shu: "Mother Concubine."
His voice is light and firm, just like his usual style, as long as he decides things, he has never been perfunctory.
Concubine Su Shu hurriedly raised her hand to hold him up, her heart was sore, and the tears in her eyes fell uncontrollably.
Ye Tianling whispered: "Mother...I didn't protect the eleventh brother, I..." Facing a mother, there seems to be one part of her hard heart that will soften. But what should I say? What can you say? What's the point of blaming yourself a thousand times? How many sleepless nights, how many times I want to use alcohol to relieve my sorrow, but it's useless. Aspirational! Sometimes there were only these four words left in his heart, and they were cold and hard deep in front of his eyes, penetrating directly into the blood.
After a moment of gaffe, Concubine Su Shu quickly recovered her calm: "It's not to blame you. Since Che'er really led the soldiers, I know that there will be such a day. Although I always want to stop him, I will let him go. If it were a daughter, I would always protect him by my side, but he is not. He is the prince of the celestial dynasty. He is the prince of the celestial dynasty. Happy for him, among you, my Che'er is the happiest and happiest child, because he has been doing what he likes. I am his mother, and no one knows children better than his mother, as long as he There is no regret, and I am relieved. Ling'er, you don't have to blame yourself. If you can't see through, the pain of life is far worse than death."
Ye Tianling listened quietly to Concubine Su Shu's words, silently contemplating, and then said quietly: "What the concubine mother said, the child minister has been taught."
Concubine Su Shu smiled slightly, but sighed again: "But I don't worry about Li'er. Che'er has always been with you. Even when he was young and vigorous, he was sure in his bones. But Li'er was spoiled by me since childhood. Lawless, the emperor also indulges him, which is really worrying. Now in the court, you have to help me look at him more."
Ye Tianling tightened his eyebrows slightly. Recently, the twelve princes frequently participated in this concubine, and Shao Xiubing and others who were previously detained in the prison were repeatedly charged with serious crimes. Under such pressure, the Ministry of Criminal Justice changed his sentence from the original judgment to exile for nobleness and imprisonment, and executed him after Autumn. Immediately afterwards, there were several palace servants who were closely related to the Su family. When the impeachment department repaired the Beiyuan Palace of the Xuansheng Palace a year ago, it was expensive to buy wood, shoddy, and embezzled items, and the person who was in charge of this at the time It is Yin Mingyan, the eldest son of Yin Jianzheng.
This is true, but if the Yin family dared to do these things, they naturally did it perfectly. Yin Mingyan was frightened but not dangerous, but he was embarrassed and embarrassed. In his anger, he also instructed the officials to participate in the impeachment, secretly pointing out that the twelve princes were domineering in the sky, acting arrogantly and out of style.
After coming down like this several times, the court was surging and sparks shot up, and the Su family, who had always been neutral, had the intention of being incompatible with the Yin family. The emperor's dragon body has not been in peace recently, and he has not been in the early morning for many days, and he has seen a few such folds and was very upset. Ye Tianling coldly watched the twelve quarrels, and immediately ordered Chu Yuanjing to try to suppress those imperial historians at the Yushitai, and then seemed to talk about it with Feng Yan casually. Feng Yan knew that the memorials of the Twelve Princes would remain unpublished as long as they arrived in Zhongshu Province. Of course, this chapter like the Yin family could not pass this test.
At first, the Yin family was not willing to let it go, but Wei Zongping could see it clearly, and secretly advised Yin Jianzheng not to create a powerful enemy like the Su family out of thin air. Yin Jianzheng also worried that it would be difficult to explain to King Zhan if things really went wrong, so he died down and gave up in anguish.
Twelve was pressed several times in this chapter, knowing that Feng Yan hadn't been so bold to make such a claim, and he went directly to Prince Ling's Mansion.
Ye Tianling knew that his temperament was different from that of eleven. He was unruly and unruly. The most important thing was to eat soft or hard. He simply avoided seeing him, but Qing Chen greeted him with a smile.
Qing Chen invited the twelve to the Si Xue Pavilion and ordered someone to prepare a good wine to chat with him. The breeze in front of the porch slowly, in the quiet shadow of the veil, Twelve smiled at Qing Chen's style, and then looked at her delicate body, she was really angry and couldn't get it out. She was dull for a while, just bowed her head. Pour your own drink.
I think that at the beginning of the year to Tiandu, Qing Chen and Twelve rode together, laughing and playing, the most enjoyable, it is rare to see him look so down, it is very uncomfortable in his heart. Bored and easy to get drunk, she was afraid that she would drink too much, so she deliberately searched for interesting facts at the time to induce him to speak. The twelfth pour also met the scene, she said, and he answered, but the wine was still being drunk cup by cup without stopping. Unexpectedly, after a few sentences, it is inevitable to mention the Palace of Zhan, the twelve pouring hands stopped, and Qing Chen's words paused slightly.
There was a long silence, but Twelve spoke first: "Seven brothers will return to the sky soon, and I will suppress the Yin family before then, otherwise once the seventh brother returns, there will be no chance."
Qing Chen was silent for a moment, and said, "It's really not easy to move the Yin family in his hands."
Twelve drinks a glass of wine: "The Seventh brother is in the Western Regions, and his hands are in the capital. I am not afraid that he will protect the Yin family. Recently, he himself did not know the Yin family's cruelty, but I can see clearly. But no matter how much he puts on The ruthless hand always leaves a way out for the Yin family behind, and all the hidden dangers that may go wrong are also wiped clean. He will not touch the roots of the Yin family. When he returns to the capital, the sword of the Yin family will be completely It's sharpened, it's easy, so I said, there is no chance."
Astonishment faintly flashed across Qing Chen's eyes, he didn't expect Twelve to say such things. The twelve smiled but looked at her: "I know that the fourth brother is afraid that I will be lawless and anger my father. In fact, my father will not do anything to me. The big deal is a reprimand, at most, he has thought about it behind closed doors. In terms of the point of view, no matter how annoyed my father is, he will not blame me again. As for the fourth brother himself, it’s not that he doesn’t need it, he has that kind of temper. You should know this better than me. You can help me tell the fourth brother, no matter how tough it is. How much can he bear on his shoulders alone? At this point, no one can hide from this muddy water. You don’t have to try to protect me outside. Right now I want to avoid them, how can they let Su Family Staying out? The best defense is offense."
When Twelve said this, he gently played with the wine in his hand, and the gradual shade of the full court's green color reflected on his vigorous side face, and the bright eyes were covered with indeterminate luster. White jade cup, amber wine, refreshing, slightly spicy.
When Qing Chen relayed this to Ye Tianling, the atrium was cold and the moon was in Dongshan. Ye Tianling looked at the day's brilliance and water, raised her eyebrows faintly, and there was a proud smile at the corner of her lips. It was the same thing in the bones of every man in the Ye family, and no one was exception.
Back to the Ling Palace, Qing Chen did not wake up after a nap, Ye Tianling did not want to disturb her, walked along Wangqiu Lake alone, bowed his head thinking about things, and walked into the depths of the bamboo forest without realizing it. The breeze is faint and the Cuiying is quiet, just calming and refreshing.
After turning around a path like this, I suddenly heard the sound of light footsteps, followed by a soft ring of hairpins, and a faint fragrance, and a woman's voice came into my ears: "Is this going back to Muyuantang? I haven't seen you for many days. But sitting for a while and leaving."
A slightly crisper voice said: "Qianzhi, don't always be bored in the house like this. Anyway, go out for a walk. It didn't take long to see you. People are getting thinner."
Qian Wei said: "Every time you come, you pull me out, and you even take me to the song and dance hall. What is that place?"
The crisper voice laughed and said, "Isn't the song and dance hall fun? You are always like this. I studied medicine with the genius doctor Zhang in the Muyuantang. I don't know how many people, men and women, young and old, I don't know how many people I want to see every day. Why didn’t you wear the hairpin that I picked with you last time, but didn’t like it?"
"Hairpins are beautiful, but who can I wear them for..." Qian Wei said halfway, and suddenly broke into a clear figure. She hurriedly stopped, as if she wanted to avoid it, but it was too late, Ye Ye Tian Ling was looking towards them.
The cool face is close at hand, the deep gaze is too dark and bright, like a starry night, the moment it comes, it grabs the luster of all things, and almost destroys everything. However, the sky was extremely far away, and the unreachable distance made her not even have the courage to look up. The cold stars were cold, without the slightest warmth, and remained unchanged forever.
She stood there timidly, completely at a loss as to what to do. On the contrary, the writing rhyme that accompanies me is generous, smiling and blessing: "Your Highness!"
Only then did Qian Wei return to his senses, and hurriedly bowed down, and said softly, "Your Highness..."
Ye Tianling only glanced at her, and didn't seem to hear the slight tremor in her voice, and whispered: "Get up." He knew that writing Yun often returned to the palace, and he heard Qing Chen praise her a few days ago. Smart, now he can see a doctor alone in Muyuantang. However, he didn't care about this, and he just stopped for a while when he encountered it, and then continued to walk forward. When Qian Wei looked up again behind him, only a Xiu Ting back figure gradually disappeared in the depths of the quiet path, and his heart was very bleak and empty.
Still walking along Wangqiu Lake and turning back to Shuyuyuan, I heard the sound of the piano at three or two o'clock in the distance. Ye Tianling stopped and listened carefully, knowing that Qing Chen was awake.
The quiet and elegant tone, casually scattered like pearls and jade, you can imagine that from the fingertips of the plucked strings, half of the cloud clothes are scattered and flowing, and the tourmaline is crystal clear and the wrist is like snow, and the magnolia pattern neckline is darkened. Outline the jade neck slender, along the soft line of the lower jaw, the faint cherry lips must be lazy and smiling. Thinking of this, the corner of Ye Tianling's mouth couldn't help but a little smile, only to hear the sound of the piano coming through the smoke and water, it made people suddenly excited!
Originally, Qing Chen woke up from a nap, sitting idle on the water pavilion, watching the lake surging, and plucking the strings casually, just to listen to the thin ice and crisp jade strings. The light gauze wanders in the breeze, graceful and colorful, but suddenly a clear and handsome flute sounds like floating from the sky, clicks the palace and crosses the feather, and turns in a chic, almost to bring people to dance, the sparkling waves are like scattered gold , Reflecting a dazzling brightness.
Feather eyelashes were raised slightly, Qing Chen's lips smiled slightly, and he raised his hand gently, and a smooth string of flowing water floated up, like a curtain, like a water divider, just in harmony with the sound of the flute.
The Three Lives of the Red and the Dust are bustling with hustle and bustle. Thousands of people turned around and saw you. At that moment, they seemed to have been waiting for a thousand years. These thousand years have passed for you. This look back is because of you.
Outside the light gauze, on the lake, Ye Tianling leaned leisurely in front of the bamboo corridor, stroked the purple bamboo flute with her slender fingers, her eyes were bright and bright as she raised her eyebrows.
The sound of the flute is like the wind, the sound of the piano is like water, one is sparse and steep, the other is elegant and timeless, the style is arrogant, and the water is faint.
Suddenly, Ye Tianling pointed to the slight cliff, and Xiao Yin stood up high, as if a dragon chanted and cleared up to the sky. Qing Chen smiled faintly, waved the ice string, and the exquisite, clear voice floated up, swinging upward. The dragon travels in the sea of ​​clouds, the phoenix dances for nine days, accompany each other, hovering and soaring, one flute and one piano, the vast sky is thousands of miles, Yuyu clarifies, that proud wind god, that Lingyun mind, open the clouds and break the fog, and travel straight to the nine heavens.
The storm is violent, overlooking Kyushu thousands of miles, the country is picturesque.
From the ethereal sky, the flute sounds softly, the piano sounds low, the blue water floats, the dark fragrance wanders among the floating light and shadows, one is white clothes, the yushu is in the wind, the other is not stained with lead, and the empty valley is orchid.
Looking at each other in pairs, forgetting everything around them, the breeze lifted the flying yarn and gave a startling glance. She seemed to come from the misty clouds and mountains, growing lotus step by step, stepping into this bright red dust. The star eyes are clear, the world is three thousand prosperous, and three thousand weak, he only saw this wave of squiggles. The quiet and clear spring, the lingering heartland, has already turned into a deep current, passing through the long life and the long river.
The noise and the glitz, all in this leisurely and elegant xiaoqin ensemble, with low eyebrows and eyes, quietly retreating. The breeze is free, the river is high, the mountains are high, and the walkers of Lingwang's Mansion stop, and the speaker is silent. The maid who is picking flowers in the forest puts down the bamboo basket in front of her and listens carefully; the waiter who is setting the boat and raising lotus in the lake stops. After removing Zhou Xie in his hand, he turned and stood.
In the depths of the colorful trails of Luoying, Qian Wei was alone and independent, looking infatuatedly towards the near-out-of-reach Wangqiu Lake, unconsciously crying, and a broken heart, full of desolation.