Chapter 177: Remember

"Sister Yulian, you're wrong, I'm not Mrs. Sibing." Hua Qingxue smiled very embarrassed: "Although I like her very much, but I really am not, isn't it.
Yulian was frustrated for a moment, but the little girl was optimistic: "It wasn't, but you have the same name as Mrs. Si Bing. You are so smart, even knowing this method, I admire it!"
Hua Qingxue reached out and kneaded her hair: "It's okay, you work hard. Go to Shengjing to find Mrs. Si Bing in the future. I think she will love you."
"Really?! You said that Mrs. Si Bing would like me? But I am so ordinary and so humble." Yulian was not confident.
Hua Qingxue shook his head: "You forgot I said to you, sincerely the golden stone is open, as long as you have a goal, you will achieve it in one day."
"Uh huh." Yulian nodded heavily.
The water at the bottom of the cabin needs to continue to be cleaned up. Yulian's younger brother and Qi Lianzhen and they started to clean up. Hua Qingxue saw Xiao Han approaching her, and must say something else.
She didn't have time to deal with him, Hua Qingxue wanted to go, but suddenly found out that the surroundings were shaking.
And the shaking is so bad, what's going on? !
Could it be that the hole was washed away again, the ship was about to sink... Before Hua Qingxue collapsed, there was only such a thought in his mind.
...
Shengjing City, the Royal Palace.
The burning clouds in the evening rolled in the sky, reflecting the colorful light on the glazed tiles of the palace, which was very bright and bright.
It's just that under the bright dome, the palaces are already dark, and the people who light up start to light up the palace lights one by one, crisscrossing and orderly, if seen from a distance, it looks like an invisible Hand, draw the floor plan of the palace with dim candlelight.
Magnificent and colorful, but silent.
Yes, all conspiracies and ambitions are silent.
They came without a shadow, went without a trace, quiet but thrilling.
There is a palace near the Cining Palace. It has been abandoned for a long time in the early years. Recently, some inexplicable ladies and eunuchs have packed it up. It seems that there are people living there, but there is no wind.
Only the Empress Dowager visits from time to time. If you do not pay attention, it is easy to make people feel that the Empress Dowager just chose a house in the harem as a place to play.
The well-dressed and uniformly paced palace-men carried gorgeous lanterns to the front. Yulian followed slowly, and the night breeze blew, blowing the thin cicada's gauze into the air, and the beauty inside appeared like a shadow.
Judging from the outline of the figure, she was sitting like a statue, but only she knew it, but now it is nothing more than a walking body.
What is the nature, has been lost as early as entering the palace.
"Are you here?" The cold voice revealed a little laziness.
Aster immediately whispered beside him: "It's almost there, queen mother."
"Why did I feel like walking for a long time." Zheng Shumin said lightly, and at the end, he sighed softly.
It was indeed soon.
When I first chose this place, it was only because I was not far from myself.
There are guards working in shifts at the door. Looking at the empress's jade from a distance, he opened the palace door and waited.
Yu Xuan stopped, and Aster quickly stepped forward to help.
Slim white and clean wrists stretched out and slowly got out of the car. A graceful woman dressed in a golden embroidered Phoenix Xiahe. The makeup was more delicate and elegant. She modified her already gorgeous face much sharper and more public, but even No matter how striking it was, no one dared to her.
After all, this is the most honorable woman in the entire Qi state.
Although the palace was tidied up, it was hard to conceal its dilapidated appearance for so many years. After the palace gate, the flowers and trees were dying, the broken stone tables, the air leakage pavilion, and the brick and tile roof eaves.
The door of the main hall was tightly closed. If it wasn't for the broken window paper to reveal a faint light, it really makes people believe it was inhabited.
"Go down," Zheng Shumin whispered softly. A plate of purple aster stopped, and then left slowly.
Zheng Shumin took a deep breath and then walked up the steps.
Squeak.
The huge wooden door was pushed open by her, and everything inside was the same as every time she came.
The huge iron railing separates the middle area. The teenager inside looks a little thinner, but he is energetic, sitting on the grass mat, with a few books and a kerosene lamp on the short table in front of him. It is the only light in the whole palace.
He looked at the book quietly, and he didn't seem to notice the visit of the Queen Mother, or perhaps he did, but he didn't care about it.
"Emperor." Zheng Shumin finally sighed again.
Li Jingnan's hand flipped through the book, but he just paused, and then didn't.
Time passed by one minute and one second, and the two in the room became as if they were not moving like a sculpture, but the queen mother looked at him, and he looked at the book.
"What has the emperor watched recently?"
Like a compromise after the confrontation, Zheng Shumin bowed his head first, intending to start a topic.
Li Jingnan did not raise his head, but answered lightly: "I am watching the deeds of the Five Ancestors."
"Huh?" Zheng Shumin was slightly surprised, never thinking that Li Jingnan was reading the Buddhist scriptures, and then remembered that the first emperor was also fascinated by this piece, and there was a hidden worry in his heart.
"The Buddhist scriptures are very good. The Buddhists pay attention to the cultivation of the mind, and the emperor's temperament really needs to be tempered."
Li Jingnan looked indifferent: "What the mother said is that the child really understands now."
"Oh? What do you understand, can you share it with your mother?" Zheng Shumin smiled lightly, trying to make herself look softer.
Li Jingnan couldn't see her expression, because he didn't look up from beginning to end.
"Six ancestors became Buddhas because of a poem. This poem made me feel a lot." Li Jingnan said here, hesitant to say anything.
The hidden worries in Zheng Shumin's heart grew, and he could not help asking: "What poem?"
Li Jingnan finally looked up and his eyes were bright and bright. He said lightly: "Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing, and where is the dust."
"..." Zheng Shumin groaned, unable to speak for a while.
"Therefore, after your mother, you have worked hard to manage, and in the end, you may have nothing but sorrow. Please do it yourself." Li Jingnan said, bowing his head again, and deeply buried in the world of books.
At night, there is no intention to speak.
"..." Zheng Shumin had been in a bad mood all night, but couldn't vent her heart.
But the slightest worries in my heart were put down. Although I was reading Buddhist scriptures, I could still be angry with myself. It seemed that I was not like the first emperor.
After Hua Qingxue rescued Li Jingnan, she was deeply uneasy, so that after Li Jingnan came back, the monitoring of him was more cruel, not only to control her sight, but also to build a strong iron cage in the palace .
No one can imagine, even more unimaginable, this matter, even inside the palace, is also kept secret.
Gong people only know that the emperor and the father-in-law Xiaodouzi have been in the Imperial Study.
For the rest, one more word is unknown.
Zheng Shumin was close to madness, but he didn't know it.
It was Aunt Aster, who several times rushed to win over the Empress in order to get better treatment for the Emperor.
But in the end, it was just helpless.
"I want him to know that without my mother, he is nothing!" Zheng Shumin once again pinched his nails into the palm of his hand, and the new and old wounds were stacked together, painful but unconscious.
After the Empress Dowager left, the palace returned to silence, only the guards at the door from time to time patrol brought a little life.
At night, the holding the palace lantern slowly approached and was blocked by the guard.
"Stop! What?" The tone was cold.
The father-in-law carried the food box and reverently replied, "The little ones are here to deliver meals."
"Brand?" The bodyguard stretched out his hand, looking like an official.
"Eh." The father-in-law removed the sign from his body and handed it in. The guard looked at it and then let go: "Go in."
Father nodded, and the cat went in.
"Emperor, the slave-servant has brought you dinner." The father-in-law entered the inner hall, his tone and attitude even more kind.
Li Jingnan put down the book in his hand and stepped forward to take over the food box, which contained only a bowl of cold porridge, two buns and a stack of dried vegetables.
This is true for all three meals a day. He took it silently and ate it quietly.
The father-in-law had to wait for the emperor to eat and leave with a food box. When he saw that the emperor's broken house had only a straw mat, he ate meals that were worse than their second-class eunuchs. stand up.
Li Jingnan's countless face suddenly sank, and then he looked up.
Today, the food has been exchanged again. The queen mother seems to be afraid that the emperor will once again envelop her, and all eunuchs who come in will be replaced at intervals, which is not surprising.
The was crying, but he just paused and continued to eat.
A kind of indifference and indifference beyond ordinary people.
Li Jingnan finished eating silently and stepped forward to hand out the food box. The stretched his hand to take it, but somehow, the hand slipped and the food box fell to the ground with a clatter. It seemed like a certain opportunity to make the suddenly Crying with a headache.
The word "Dugonggonggonggonggong" is implicit in the loud voice.
Li Jingnan's heart seemed to have been grabbed by someone, so he stepped forward and reached out to grab the little eunuch's collar: "What happened to Xiaodouzi?"
The father-in-law heard the emperor's question, but he dared not to answer, but he cried too hard, so he said intermittently: "The emperor...Duke Duke went... went..."
died.
Li Jingnan finally took a breath and smiled coldly: "Yes, I dreamed about him last night, and I was wondering, why would I dream of him, why...
"Emperor..." The father-in-law was breathless, but he had important words in general: "Emperor, Duke-Dong...Something to stay... to stay..."
He was crying too loudly, and had already attracted the guard at the door.
"Bold eunuch! Is this where you can talk!" The guard scolded as he walked in.
Li Jingnan was a little angry, but more compassionate, he couldn't help interrupting him: "Don't say it! You go!"
Don't stay in this place!
"No, no!" The glanced back, the guards were near, he quickly said, fearing that it would be too late to be late: "Emperor, I must tell you, Duke Gongzhu said... said... he did not cry... No... I didn't lose it for you..."
No shame on you.
He didn't cry when he died.
I couldn't hear anything after that, but I could guess.
The had been dragged out, and the cloth was immediately blocked in his mouth. He shouted loudly, but could not convey anything.
Li Jingnan stood in the cage as if his soul had been drawn away.
He always disgusted Xiaodouzi with shame, crying uncomfortably, not memorable, and stupid.
It turned out that he always remembered what he said, and remembered every sentence.