Those Years In Quest Of Honour Mine

Yu She called Steward Feng, gave a general explanation, and ordered: "Check it out, what he wants to buy."

Steward Feng was also at a loss. He asked carefully, "Shizi...Is there any misunderstanding in this?"

Yu She said coldly: "What misunderstanding?"

Steward Feng cautiously analyzed: "Since ancient times, small households have used their surnames to forcibly pull on the gates of ancient saints. There is no way to go back anyway, but they put gold on their faces. But... this is the first time that the old slave listened to people to show off. He praised his father and descendants."

"For one thing, it's unclear whether the character in Kuafu Mountain and Sea Scripture really has such a person, unless this woman is really tall and very horrifying, otherwise she cannot be trusted."

"Secondly, Kuafu is not a saint, and he insists that he is his descendant... you may not be able to raise your value. If you are recruited into a mansion, you will naturally be a good concubine. Being a concubine... is really not a good point. ."

Yu She said indifferently: "Maybe apart from being burly, there is no other ability to seduce men."

Steward Feng tried to figure out Yu She’s thoughts, “Indeed, this example of fame and honour is not open. Today she says she is a descendant of Kua’s father, and tomorrow another says she’s a descendant of Pangu. Two days later, she says she is a descendant of Pangu. The descendants of Chang'e, the descendants of Mengpo, the descendants of Guanshiyin...what is this? If you don't talk about an ancient god and demon in the future, you won't be able to marry someone? What will happen to the gathering of ghosts and demon in Beijing in the future? !"

Yu She had a headache: "Stop talking."

Steward Feng hurriedly shut up and said, "Master Zhong must have been fooled by someone. After we find out, we will be the first to tell him!"

Yu She rubbed his eyebrows irritably, what a mess...

"Speaking of ghosts and gods." Steward Feng said in a low voice, "I'm about to talk to the sons. The news came out from the palace in the evening. Among the family, there are people in the family who are dragging the drowning of the three princes into ghosts and gods. Crime of conspiracy."

Yu She smiled: "The emperor is finally anxious?"

Steward Feng suppressed his throat: "There has been a fire a few times, but I can't say it clearly, otherwise there are more people who know, so I can only secretly let out the wind, which is shocking."

Steward Feng is not the only confidant of Yu She. Many of the outside affairs are directly entrusted to others by Yu She. Steward Feng doesn’t know much. Steward Feng slowly said, "Who is this... What?"

When Yu She heard the implication of Steward Feng, there was a bit of sarcasm in his eyes, "It's not me."

Steward Feng hurriedly said, "It's the old slave who is confused."

"If I were to do this, I would never take it lightly." Yu She said generously, "What is the emperor's most afraid of now?"

Steward Feng thought for a while and replied: "It must be that another prince has an accident. If something really happened, it seems...it seems...that the impropriety of the emperor is true."

Yu She asked: "Then which prince is he most afraid of?"

Steward Feng hesitated: "Four...Four princes?"

Yu She sneered.

Steward Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, his voice was inaudible: "You..."

"What he is most afraid of right now is that I have an accident." Yu She's voice is as usual, without lowering half of the score. "Even if something is wrong with Xuan Jing Xuan Qiong, the most is to allow more people to make a fuss about what the master of the year said, but can How? What kind of evidence can this be? And even if the princes are dead, no one can possibly shake the throne.

Manager Feng was startled and nodded: "Yes..."

"I am different."

Yu She lowered his head and smiled, "At this juncture, something has happened to me to involve more disgusting old things. If this thing is manipulated behind the scenes, the first thing I can't let go is myself."

Yu She looked out the window and said relaxedly: "Did the pond in our yard break the ice?"

Steward Feng didn't know why Yu She suddenly asked about this, and said truthfully: "Not yet."

"This pool is connected to the running water outside, and the ice layer will not be very thick." Yu Sheyou said quietly, "You said I stepped on it... Will it break the ice?"

Steward Feng was shocked, and hurriedly said: "The old slave was talking nonsense just now! Of course this has nothing to do with the world, you... don't think about it!"

Yu She's expression remained as usual: "I didn't think about it, but thought that at this moment, if I drowned in the ice cave in the middle of the night, it would be very interesting."

Steward Feng’s anxious blue veins came out on his forehead. Other people might just say this, but the man in front of him had been carrying others for half a year after eating Hanshisan, and he was almost killed by arsenic!

Yu She said: "In fact, I thought about it when the princess asked you to stay away from the water that day."

Steward Feng said anxiously: "You! You..."

"Making you." Yu She smiled, "I don't want to sleep in the ice cave anymore."

Yu She remembered just hearing what the spies had said, his eyes were gloomy, "I have to figure out...what kind of concubine he is going to have."

Steward Feng breathed a sigh of relief, unable to laugh or cry, "You really..."

Steward Feng wanted to laugh. Thinking back to Yu She's life these years, his heart suddenly became sore.

"It would be best if you don't have this silly thinking." Steward Feng reassured.

Yu She nodded, got up and went to the bedroom.

Steward Feng was worried. He was about to go out and couldn’t watch the night. He had to call a few families to come and ordered people to strictly guard the windows and doors of Yu She’s bedroom. He was never allowed to come out in the middle of the night, even if he couldn’t stop him. , And we must follow along, and stay on track.

The generals agreed, and Steward Feng settled down and went out.

At the same moment, the palace was brightly lit and the palace was bright.

Emperor Chong'an sat on the bed in the Nuan Pavilion, with a gloomy face and a low voice: "Could it be Ziyou's child, what can't you think of?"

Cabinet Minister Liang Qi sat on a small stool and shook his head gently, "Unlike, Prince Yu acted decisively. If he did this, the third prince would not have his life left until now."

Emperor Chong'an’s eyes were dull and unclear, "Really? That year when he ate something like that, I thought about whether he had this idea and deliberately stabbed my heart."

Emperor Chong'an sighed wearily: "I asked myself if I treat him badly. Among these children, he is the only one I have suffered since childhood. In my early years... I had the idea of ​​recognizing him."

"Never!" Liang Qi got up and bowed, "Little Prince Yu is exceptionally talented, but he is withdrawn and surly behavior. If he doesn't have the desire to fight for reserve, it's okay. If Little Prince Yu has this idea, the emperor. I rashly recognize him back... I'm afraid that the Fourth Prince and the Fifth Prince will be hurt, and the country will be turbulent and the world will be uneasy."

Speaking of Xuan Jing and Xuan Qiong, Emperor Chong'an's expression worsened, "If they are both prosperous, how can I be moved by this thought? The son is not the father..."

"The two princes have just grown up and they can still teach them slowly." Liang Qi worried that Emperor Chong'an really wanted to recognize Yu She because of his weak knees, and said, "Not to mention how difficult it is to recognize the prince to calm down the voice of internal and external doubts. In the future, Prince Yu will ask his mother, how will the emperor explain to him?"

Emperor Chong'an lowered his eyelids, "It's just an old man in the Fuzhong..."

"Why don't you want to ask the little Prince Yu to understand?" Liang Qi is worried, "Even if he doesn't ask, in the future... if he wants to make the little Prince Yu the prince, the emperor will always give an explanation to the clan and the ministers. Otherwise, the name is not right. Someone wants to make trouble. Naturally, the emperor may not have the thought of making him a prince, and then it has come back again... Prince Yu, can he accommodate the other two princes?"

Emperor Chong'an leaned on the soft pillow and let out a long sigh, "If you don't recognize him, do you think he can accommodate those two people?"

"Yu Xiaowang hasn't thought of fighting for reserve now, and he is a person of a different surname, and his name is not righteous, as long as the emperor does not recognize it, he will not be able to find the wind and waves." Liang Qi raised his eyes and glanced at Emperor Chong'an with a soft voice. After a while, "For the sake of the prince's safety, if there is anything in the future, as long as the emperor is ruthless, he can..."

Emperor Chong'an opened his eyes and said coldly, "Are you asking me to remove him personally?!"

Liang Qi knelt down.

The Nuan Pavilion was quiet for a long time.

Emperor Chong'an leaned back on the soft pillow and shook his head: "I don't have a few sons... he is the last thought I left with the princess. If there is any chance in the future, whether he wants it or not, he has to... forget it. , Get up."

Liang Qi knew that Emperor Chong'an was reluctant, and did not persuade him deeply.

"Let's check." Emperor Chong'an said after a while, "I don't think it looks like Ziyou did it."

Liang Qi got up, thought for a while and asked: "The emperor, about the life experience of Yu Xiaowang... does he know it himself?"

Emperor Chong'an said tiredly: "I knew about it six years ago. I still remember that he broke through several palace bans and entered the deep palace with a snowy night. It's here, he asked me..."

Liang Qi said, "Ask...what?"

Emperor Chong'an pressed the corner of his eye, unbearably recalling, waved his hand to let Liang Qi go down.

The eunuch outside the Nuan Pavilion raised a thick curtain for Liang Qi, and poured a cold wind into it. The elderly Emperor Chong'an shrank and coughed.

In the middle of the night, Steward Feng knocked on the door of Qian'an Prince's Mansion.

Zhong Wan got up in a daze and put on his clothes, half asleep and half awake, said: "Who?"

Yan Pingshan stuffed his hand furnace into Zhong Wan's hand and whispered: "Steward Feng from the Imperial Palace of Yu."