Chapter 28: Confusing and confusing from Xiao Qiang

In the fall of the twenty-fourth year of Shengwu, the Yanxi Palace ordered that Feng Qing, the second daughter of the Feng family, was named Qingping County lord, and she served as the queen mother of Yanxi Palace. At this point, the two daughters of the Feng family were in important positions in the inner court of the Taisho Palace, and were favored by the Emperor and the Queen Mother. Even though Empress Xiaozhen died of illness for many years, the Feng family still had a solid foundation in the court harem, and no one could shake it.
Since that day, Qing Chen has hardly spoken to Ye Tianling. Although he always comes to Yanxi Palace every day, he always comes and goes. Both of them kept silent about what happened, and sometimes it was even doubtful whether such a thing had ever existed. One is calm and transparent, the other is cold-hearted, just occasionally thinking, looking at each other and smiling as usual. Everything is like the unwavering late autumn lake, with endless depth in the clarity, so that people can never understand.
But these days, Qing Chen met someone she had always been curious about, Ye Tianling's mother, Consort Lian.
Since the death of Empress Xiaozhen, the Emperor of Heaven has not re-established for many years, the mother of King Cham Yin Guifei is the first in the harem. Concubine Yin Gui is beautiful and luxurious, like most gentry women, with a natural and terrifying arrogance, almost perfect demeanor and appearance sometimes make people think of being far away. When Qing Chen met her for the first time, he made an oversight and accidentally put the string of ice aquamarine on his hand. Concubine Yin glanced at it, and immediately cast a nearly stern look. Before everyone, the condescending question was only an instant, and it turned into grace, noble, dignified and generous.
Unlike Concubine Yin’s beautiful crown in the sixth palace, Concubine Lotus exists in people’s sight in a quiet posture. Under the ordinary title, this woman who is so beautiful that the sun and the moon are dull and the stars are eclipsed in the entire Taisho City There seems to be a strange taboo in the palace, which is rarely mentioned.
Qing Chen occasionally saw Concubine Lotus by the Taiye Pool. The Taiye Pool in late autumn is often caged with mists that never dissipate, the air has a shallow frost-like coolness, and there is an impenetrable sky in front of her. She stopped and stared at the Taiye Pool quietly in this late autumn.
Xianzi Linshui, like a heaven and a human, no one wants to alarm the other side of the world, all the sounds seem to her abrupt and profanity. Her remote posture is like a trace of ice moon, cold in the magnificent and colorful palace, lonely relative to the Qiongyao Pagoda next to the Taiye Pool, and the jade shadow is prosperous. The silent sadness in the eyes, while drowning everything around her, was indifferent and had nothing to do with everything, even herself.
A woman who can almost make women infatuated, as a man, the emperor should dote on the lotus. However, the fact is that the emperor never told the lotus concubine to go to bed, never gave extra rewards, and would not go to the lotus concubine palace more than once a month.
Not only the Emperor of Heaven, but even his own son, Ye Tianling, grew up in Yanxi Palace and rarely visited his mother. When the queen mother saw Concubine Lian, there would always be a special attitude. At least, Qing Chen felt that it was different from other concubines, but she didn't know how it was different.
Compared with these, what gave Qing Chen an extra surprise is that she actually met Baguio and Dan Qiong in Yanxi Palace.
I haven't seen each other for nearly a year. My younger sister Dan Qiong has grown up a lot, with beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes, and my sister Baguio is even more graceful.
It turned out that Ye Tianzhan rescued the other women from Nagato's gang together. After the case was closed, after asking about the family background, they were properly placed. Because the Baguio sisters were homeless, they were being selected by Gong E in the palace, so they were sent to the palace. It has been a while.
Qiongge Qiu Nong, in a blink of an eye, has a deep cold. The Forbidden Palace is even more lofty in the solemn autumn and winter, the glazed tiles with curling eaves are covered with the coldness of the wind, and the dragon wall jade steps are dazzling and cold.
The world is already in despair, and a brazier has been added to Yanxi Palace early. The empress dowager used to suffer from leg pain in the past years, and in the autumn and winter every year, it was aggravated by the cold and it was almost difficult to walk. Qing Chen is well versed in pathology and uses golden needles to puncture acupoints slowly every day, and then apply the medicine. Within half a month, the empress dowager feels less pain and relieves her whole body.
When the emperor heard about this, Long Xin rejoiced, Qing Chen took the opportunity to ask the emperor to allow her to enter the imperial hospital to read the ancient books in the hospital. Although there is no precedent for this, it is not considered overstepped. In addition, the queen mother said from the side that the emperor made an exception. Up her.
In the afternoon of that day, Qing Chen went to the imperial hospital to read the book as usual. The collection of collections in the imperial hospital and the richness of medicinal herbs are not comparable to the folks. She is like entering a unique treasure house. She has to watch for an hour or two every day before going back. Luckily, she met the old imperial physician, Song Defang, and asked him humbly. Song Defang knew that she was loved by the Queen Mother and couldn't refuse. Secondly, she was often attracted by her unique insights. In addition, she was clever and studious, obsessed with medical skills.
But today Song Defang is not there. Qing Chen himself took the volume of "Ancient Maifa Manuscript" and was looking attentively, and suddenly heard someone behind him whispering: "Feng Master."
To be known as the "Phoenix Lord", he must be a person from the Mingyi Tower. Qing Chen looked back in surprise, but unexpectedly said: "Mr. Mo?"
Behind him, Mo Buping, who once led the Qin Tianjian and was known as the first person of the heavenly astrology, stroked the five willows and beards under his chin and looked at her surprised with a smile.
It was noon, and the whole imperial hospital was silent, Qing Chen closed the scroll, looked at the situation, and was puzzled.
Everyone even turned out a purple jade card: "The subordinates have seen the Phoenix Master."
Seeing the Shuyu card that day, Qing Chen believes that Mo Buping in front of him is the Mingxuan of the Mingyi Building. The doubts that were ready to appear in his heart before have been solved, and he whispered: "It's actually you, Mr. Mo, you have kept it from me for so long! "
Mo Buping smiled and leaned forward: "The Phoenix Lord has never consulted before."
This makes sense, and Qing Chen raised an eyebrow and asked: "Why are you here?"
Mo Buping replied: "His subordinates used to be the priest of the Qingtian Supervisor Zhengqing, and he had the special permission of his majesty to enter and leave the palace at will. Moreover, he has been with Song Defang for many years, and coming to the imperial hospital is reasonable."
"As the Qintian Supervisor Zhengqing, how can you get involved with Mingyilou?" Qing Chen got up and went to the depths of the imperial hospital with him in order to avoid people's eyes and ears.
Mo Buping said: "Although Mingyi Building was born in the world, it has been attached to the Heavenly Dynasty since the founding of the first emperor. It has always been under the orders of the Ye family."
"Oh?" Qing Chen has never heard of it. "So, the current master of Mingyi Tower is your Majesty?"
There was a little awe in Mo Buping's expression: "No, the current Mingyi Tower is still loyal to the first emperor."
"Mudi?" Qing Chen couldn't help but raised his eyes slightly, "I would like to hear the details."
Mo Buping knew that she didn’t know the Mingyi Tower yet, and she seemed even more disinterested after solving the leaping horse bridge. She explained: "The Lord Feng doesn’t know anything. In fact, the Mingyi Tower has been supervising the imperial power since the beginning of the heaven. The secret organization has always been loyal to the emperor, and once an abnormality occurs in the royal family, it is the time for the Mingyi Tower to perform its duties."
Qing Chen didn't want Mingyilou to be in such a background. After a little silence, he simply asked: "Simply put it, Mingyilou came to me, what do you want?"
"The Phoenix Lord is really happy." Mo Buping has always admired her intelligence and neatness, and said, "It is not the Mingyi Building who is looking for the Phoenix Master, or the Phoenix Master who is looking for the Mingyi Building, or the subordinates believe that the Emperor Xian entrusted the Feng Master. "
Qing Chen was surprised by his words and couldn't help reminding him: "The first emperor has returned to heaven for many years."
"Twenty-four years." Mo Buping replied, "His Majesty today has inherited his brotherhood and has been on the throne for twenty-four years."
"Then what?" Qing Chen asked.
Mo Buping took out a small bag from his arms, opened it and sent it to her.
When Qing Chen looked at it, it turned out to be a human bone: "This is..." Before he finished speaking, he made another "um", with a solemn expression in his eyes, and he leaned in front of the bone to take a closer look. Different from ordinary human bones, this bone faintly glowed a bluish-grey color. She stretched out her hand to take a pack of silver needles from her arms, picked one out and inserted it into the bone slightly, and when it was pulled out, the silver needles had turned faint black. .
"This is the remains of Mu Di." He said calmly.
What a courage! Qing Chen looked up and said, "You stole into Mulling and stole this out?"
"Although it is disrespectful, it is also a last resort." A gleam of light flashed in Mo Buping's eyes, "How does Lord Feng think about this?"
Qing Chen took the remains, examined it carefully, and pondered for a while: "If I guessed correctly, this is a chronic poison. You mean Emperor Xian..."
Mo Buping nodded: "Yes, then does Feng Master know who made the move?"
Qing Chen stared at Mo Buping for a long while, and sighed: "Ask me? If I want to guess, the biggest suspicion is..." After he said, he looked up and looked at the Zhiyuan Hall where the Emperor of Heaven was living.
Mo Buping also turned his gaze to the Zhiyuan Hall: "If he were to ascend the throne normally, he would know how to control the Mingyi Tower, but after so many years, the Mingyi Tower has never seen anyone come to take over with a royal token, but he was repeatedly killed. First, the whereabouts of the host is unknown. So what Mingyi Building will do is to assist the orthodox royal family to ascend the throne, not to be loyal to the current host."
Qing Chen thought for a while, and asked: "Does the first emperor still have blood in the world? As far as I know, the first emperor has few heirs under his knees. Although there are two remaining sons, they have passed away in the tenth and fifteenth years of Shengwu. Brother Killing ascended the throne, then who do you mean by the orthodox royal family?"
Mo Buping didn't answer her right away, but instead said, "Is Lord Feng and Ling Wang very familiar?"
Qing Chen glanced at him, not knowing why he asked. To her, Ye Tianling and Eleven were the first acquaintances when they came to this strange world. They also experienced life and death together. The feelings in this are beyond words, and they even have a little family-like dependence. People are different.
"It’s okay to say that I’m familiar. He saved me, so it’s a bit more special than others, but if I really want to know it, it’s better to say that I’m familiar with King Cham. I lived in King Cham’s Mansion for a long time, you know. ."
Mo Buping nodded: "Which Lord Phoenix is ​​optimistic about King Ling or King Zhan?" It is not surprising that such a sensitive and taboo topic came out naturally from his mouth.
The shadow under Qing Chen's eyelashes moved slightly, seeming to be a faint smile: "I remember you once said that the dignity of King Zhan is more than that."
Mo Buping was slightly stunned, not wanting her to bring up the matter. After being swept away by the clear eyes, he couldn't help coughing: "Master Feng is not teasing his subordinates."
"Isn't Mr. Mo the first person in my Zhaoxiangshu? Can't I see where the fate is?" Qing Chen smiled faintly on his lips, "but if you want to listen to my opinion, I am optimistic about His Royal Highness."
Mo Buping stopped, and she stopped: "Prince Ye Tianhao, literary talent and martial arts are enough to rule the country and the world. As far as status, political achievements, popularity, temperament, strength and the grace of his majesty are concerned, no prince can replace it, so I I am optimistic about the prince."
Mo Buping sighed: "It's a pity that dragons and grandchildren are all extraordinary species, but the princes may not be willing to occupy them."
Qing Chen's quietly hanging wide sleeves swept with the wind, and said calmly: "What's the matter with me?"
Mo Buping said: "Lord Feng is the original poster of Mingyi Lou."
The breeze blew her face, Qing Chen raised her eyes, her eyes were as clear as a ray of sunlight reflected in the shrinking pupils, she was instantly sucked in by the quiet black, and she smiled: "Then you mean, let me take the Mingyilou The king of the teacher and Qin abolished the reigning emperor and the current prince, allowing the orthodox royal family you mentioned to ascend the throne and rule the world?"
The rebellious words of the Jiu Clan were uttered from her mouth like eating and drinking water. Even Mo Buping really couldn't stand her confession and coughed dryly: "Cough, Lord Feng."
"Isn't it?" There was a faint brilliance in her phoenix eyes, "You know, I don't like to make rounds."
Mo Buping and her stood far away in front of the Royal Pharmacy, and admitted: "This is the responsibility of the Mingyi Building, and Lord Feng is the recognized master of the entire Mingyi Building."
Qing Chen stood quietly, Yunqing's wind was cold, and the sky was endless. The noon sun seems to be too dazzling, revealing countless secrets one after another, exposed to the dry and cold winter air, pieces are displayed silently, covered with waves that are enough to shake the earth. She didn't want to make a decision at this time, so the topic changed, and she asked: "How is the matter of meditation?"
Unfairly said: "This is the most important thing for your subordinates to enter the palace this time."
"Let's talk." Qing Chen said.
He said: "Tenji Palace has always been in charge of the finances of the Mingyi Building, Mingxun betrayed the general rudder, and secretly squandered most of the property in the building. Most of the accounts we saw were forged by him, and the real remaining is less than 20%. He. Knowing that one day there is no way to escape exposure, I just took the risk."
Qing Chen said lightly: "I'm afraid he is not willing to bend under you and Xie Jing."
Mo Buping was silent for a moment, and sighed: "Twenty-four years ago, the throne of the celestial dynasty changed. The original poster noticed a difference and kept investigating the matter secretly. Unexpectedly, Mingyi Tower was suddenly killed by unknown forces and suffered severe damage several times. The landlord also disappeared suddenly, and there was a great chaos in the building. His subordinates were greatly favored by the first emperor and the landlord. They went to great lengths to clean up the chaos. They searched for the landlord’s whereabouts and investigated the cause of the sudden death of the first emperor. They were negligent and controlled everything in the building. The lack of strictness allowed Ming She to take the opportunity to cause a catastrophe, and it was really shameless to face the emperor and the original poster.
Suddenly, Qing Chen's thoughts moved. It seemed that there was a flash of light and flashing memory in the sea of ​​mind, as if a light feather touched the water, disappearing in a flash. At that moment, she felt vaguely remembering the scene of a person sitting cross-legged, a young girl kneeling in front of the bed, smiling with her head up, the dim lights in the scene and the girl's pure eyes flowing like water, in the deepest part of the memory, Stirring waves of ripples.
She couldn't help stopping and stroked her forehead: "Xianshi...Xianshi seems to have mentioned..."
Subconsciously murmured, but Mo Buping's eyes shook: "Phoenix Lord?"
Qing Chen raised his eyes slightly, and his expression instantly regained consciousness. But she had remembered something intermittently. It was an experience that belonged to the real "Feng Qingchen". When the soul changed, she injected her mind in a strange way, looming, looking at herself now.
The melancholy white-clothed man, the girl’s inexplicable awe and attachment to him, those faint words and teachings, she was unable to practice martial arts due to her congenital deficiencies, but she learned the best medical skills, magical astrology, and the strange art of war .
Although the man had a cold temperament, he was once a genius and looked down upon the world. Later, she called him Master, and he urged him before he died, but he never said her life experience...
The memory further forward is like floating ice entering the water, getting lighter and lighter, and gradually no longer clear. Except for the messy light and shadow, you can vaguely see the mansion and courtyard with carved beams and painted buildings, and the rest is blank.
Neither Feng Qingchen nor Ning Wenqing could remember the winds that had happened in the sky many years ago. The once disturbed court, the new monarch with a yellow robe, the meticulous plot in the Xiang's mansion, the black-clothed woman who spy secrets at night, and the undeserved master of Mingyi. The trap of the important minister of the auxiliary country, the unexpected plot, the rescue of the man in white, the breakout, and the young girl who was taken away as a hostage in the chaos and under his sleep and changed the fate of her life.
When the elegant black clothes withered in the light of blood, the sad eyes of the white-clothed man covered in blood were reflected in the dark eyes of the girl in the depths of the night rain, like a scattered mandala flower...
Everything in Qianchen had nothing to do with Feng Qingchen anymore, and his childhood memories had been wiped out. Even if he followed the same path, all the stories were completely different.
Faced with the astonishment of Mo Buping, Qing Chen looked down slightly, and finally just smiled faintly: "It's nothing, I just remembered something. In his position, seeking his own government, I think there should be two more things for the landlord of Mingyi. If the matter is not done, if the matter cannot be resolved, I am not qualified to be the host."
Mo Buping glanced at her, knowing that she didn’t want to say something, even if it’s useless to ask further, she frowned slightly and said:
Ming Pardon’s move almost emptied our financial resources. The situation in Mingyi Building is difficult and the situation is difficult. At this time, assuming the big responsibility, in any case, the subordinates will follow it to the death."
Qing Chen put aside those messy memories, everything in the past is the past, and it doesn't help. What she has to face is the reality that is not optimistic. She roughly calculated in her heart that an organization of the size of Mingyi Building should be operational when it is needed. With a large fee, I walked slowly to the front of the court: "You go and tell Xie Jing that all my profits from Simianlou and other song and dance studios will be included in the Mingyi Building ledger. The shantang of Muyuantang will also be temporarily Stopped, if I’m right, it can last for at least three months. I will try to make a turnaround during these days. From today on, the duties of Tianji Palace will be temporarily taken over by Tianshu Palace, and Xie Jing and Su Niang will assist. Don't make any more mistakes."
There is a calmness in her gentle words, calm and decisive, as if the current dilemma is about to be solved. Do not say flatly: "Subordinates obey orders. There is one other thing I want to discuss with the Phoenix Master."
Qing Chen raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's the matter?"
Unfairly said: "I wonder if Lord Phoenix has heard the rumors of the royal family treasure house?"
Qing Chen said: "I have heard a little, some old palace people often chat about this matter, but it seems that it is just a legend, no one knows the exact situation."
Mo Buping said: "It's not just a legend, the royal treasure house is true. This secret has been guarded by the Mingyi Building, and it has been passed down from generation to generation for emergencies."
Qing Chen's thoughts turned, and immediately said: "In this way, with the treasure house in hand, isn't the current predicament of Mingyi Building a problem?"
Unfairly said: "That's the case. I thought of this because of the immediate predicament, but to open the treasure house requires a bead made of amethyst stone. This bead is not in the hands of Mingyilou."
Amethyst beaded? Qing Chen flicked a glimmer of light under his eyes, and asked, "Where is that?"
Mo Buping lowered his voice slightly: "Lianchi Palace, the subordinates have checked it for a long time. The first emperor did not give this thing to Queen Jinghui, but gave it to the concubine Lotus who was still a nobleman at the time."
Qing Chen frowned and was very puzzled: "How could the first emperor bestow it on Consort Lotus?"
He said: "The Concubine Lotus was once the favorite concubine of the first emperor. When the emperor came to the throne today, all the concubines of the first emperor were sent to Qianmen Temple to pay tribute to the Buddha. Only she stayed in the palace. The prince was born in New Year."
Qing Chen stepped across a side door in silence, walked forward for a while, and suddenly stretched out a hand in front of Mo Bu Pian, wrote the word "four" on the palm with his fingers, then raised his eyes to ask.
Mo Buping looked at her, his lips wrinkled with smile lines: "The Feng Master is smart, but his subordinates are just guessing and have not yet confirmed.
Qing Chen stepped slowly on the bluestone bricks, looking at the blue sky exposed on the wall of the Red Tile Palace, a string of amethyst she wanted, the mystery of the death of an emperor, the chaotic bloodline of the royal family, from rivers and lakes to temples. , This pool of water is getting deeper and deeper.