Side Fujin was taken all the way

Chapter 244 Final Enthronement

It's still here... As soon as Jing Shu grasped Fourth Master's hand, she felt her heart beating non-stop.

The king of Zhijun wanted to abolish the prince with his own hands, and the third master sued the king of Zhijun for abolishing the prince, but the old eighth was designed to seize the heir apparent, and he failed to force the palace and was sent to the clan's mansion, and Kangxi, who was poisoned, lived a short life , so what next?Where should the wheel of history go?
"...The third master was typed out of the Qianqing Palace by the emperor with a note."

The old man did not want to restore the crown prince!

Jing Shu raised her head abruptly, facing Fourth Master's movement of waving Wang Shun back.

"Let's get ready first." After the words were finished, Fourth Master closed his eyes and remained silent, and the hands he held with Jingshu became tighter and tighter.

Jing Shu had a vague guess.

The old man is afraid that the ones he can't let go of the most are the Zhijun King and the abandoned prince!If you let him know that because of his choice, he feels sorry for the middle-aged lost daughter of the king of Zhijun, I'm afraid... I won't feel at ease.

"I saved it."

Didn't sleep well this night.

His head was buzzing for half the night and he finally fell asleep. Not long after, Su Peisheng tossed himself up and said: "Long live Lord Xuan Tai Physician."

Jing Shu put on her coat and looked at the clock, it was 55:[-].

Come on, get up!
It is estimated that these men will have to enter the palace as soon as the palace gate is opened, and some of them will wait until when.

"Lie down for a while longer." Jing Shu pressed the person back into the quilt: "Just worry about it, the palace gate is closed!"

Seeing Jing Shu changing clothes, fourth master knew that this was another time to prepare food for him, so he stopped him: "It's cold, don't make trouble."

"I can only toss and toss for half an hour. If I don't toss, I don't know how long it will take!" Jing Shu smiled and stuffed the hand holding her back into the quilt, leaned over and smacked her forehead, Turned around and ran away.

Leave the person with affectionate eyebrows in the quilt.

The jerky, pancakes, and soup are all skillful, and they can be made in a while.

A bowl of venison soup came out, and the casserole and baked pancakes were moved into the carriage together with the stewed meat that had been prepared earlier.

"Go and see if the charcoal fire in the car is enough. I'm going to the palace today and I don't know when I'll be back!"

"Yes, the slave will go here."

"Put the dried meat in a purse after it's completely cooled, and pick out a purse with ginger candy."

I'm afraid it will snow soon!

"Yes."

The breakfast is simple. The soup only uses venison soup. After entering the palace, I dare not use more soup. Then there are stewed meat pancakes, which are half the size of a palm. , even Jingshu ate three.

After eating, I told Su Peisheng: "It's okay to keep the soup warm." A casserole full of soup is enough for two bowls a day even if it is warmed on a low heat. Just spread out a layer of bottom, and when I eat deer soup, I bake the pancakes first, and then warm them up again."

Hearing every sentence, Fourth Master's brows and eyes were soft, he took Jingshu's hand and held it in his palm, he felt as if his flesh and blood were connected, and that was why he couldn't put it down, couldn't let it go, his heart and eyes were soaked in warm water In, warm and comfortable.

After sending fourth master out of the yard, Jing Shu got busy.

Da Gege, Prince of Zhijun, is different from Wen Ke after all. The two prefectures are not close since they came here. Wen Ke and her two have the connection of the Thirteenth Lord. Naturally, it doesn’t hinder anything. Gold, silver and jade are for support, and clothes and jewelry are considerate. , even the shoes and socks are close, but over there, you really have to think about it: "Open the warehouse!"

The sun rose from the east to the west, but Jing Shu didn't notice it at all, and was busy with work.

It wasn't until it was past the time for the palace gate to be locked that he realized it.

"It's called Wang Shun!"

"Master Zhang Jia."

"What's the situation outside?"

"The news hasn't come out yet," Wang Shun continued after a moment's pause, "It's just that when it was dark, the royal family, the cabinet and six ministers entered the palace one after another."

Jing Shu only felt a buzzing sound in her head, but she held on and said: "You dispatch good people, and all the doors are guarded, and no one is allowed to enter or leave! Forcible intruders," Jing Shu closed her eyes, and spit out a word: " kill!"

Wang Shun's eyes lit up, and he quickly responded: "Yes, this subordinate obeys orders." Before he came, he had just reported to Fujin, but Fujin didn't say anything other than a few questions about his master's recent situation, and he was ready. It's time to 'do things cheaply', but he didn't expect to be called by Jian Fujin, and after he mentioned it, Fang Fujin understood what he meant.

At this moment, he would not say much about what was going on with Fujin, so he took the order and left.

When Jing Shu saw Wang Shun leave, her legs gave way and she fell on the couch.

"Master?!" Shun Xin vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she didn't think about the bad things about the Holy Majesty, she just thought that something serious had happened, and now seeing her master like this, she hurried forward to help her.

"I'm fine, Shunxin, go and bring the little ones over! Hurry up!"

"Yes, yes, the slave will go now." Shun Xin seldom saw her master in such a flustered state, and now she only felt that her heart was so flustered that she responded twice before turning around and running out.

When Jingshu was the only one left in the room, she slowly slowed down.

The night is cold as water.

Jing Shu sat on the bed and hugged a few little ones, feeling that the seconds seemed like years.

Not to mention Hongmin, even Hongsheng and Zhaohua seemed to feel the worry of their mother-in-law, and they were extremely well-behaved.

Not to mention the waiters, who walk in and out almost silently.

Until the moon was approaching the middle of the sky, Wang Shun returned to the mansion with Gao Wuyong who was in the cold.

"I wish your mother well, my master, and my elder brother, you are auspicious." Gao Wuyong pressed his forehead to the ground and mourned, "The late emperor has passed away! My master has ascended the throne and ordered this servant to return to the mansion. Please, all masters in the mansion, pack up your things. Tomorrow morning, enter the palace."

"Er Niang~" Hong Min was taken aback for a moment, feeling dizzy in his brain, subconsciously grabbed Er Niang's sleeve, and then heard his own Er Niang whisper: "Cry." Instinctively thinking of the previous Ri'er Niang let them leave in the main courtyard, and those women cursed every sentence, and she burst into tears.

Hearing my brother cry, the two younger ones in the room howled together.

"...You clean up first, the slave has to go to the main courtyard."

Jingshu knew that Gao Wuyong was showing his favor, but she was really not in the mood now, so she signaled to send it off, and then hugged Hongmin and went back to the house in three or two steps, hugging the crying and hiccupping little ones softly.

Up to now, she was not at all at ease when the dust settled, only reluctance and confusion.

Early the next morning, the door of the mansion was wide open.

The ones who came to us were Lao Jiu, who was much more stable, and Thirteen, who had lost a lot of weight.

"The ministers and others follow the emperor's will to welcome all the masters into the palace."

Compared with the calmness of the thirteen rites, the following old nine rites are a little awkward.

But it's not surprising, in the past, they should have saluted these men.

"Get up quickly."

Jing Shu saw that Ulanara was screaming quickly, her face was full of trance, as for the people beside her, they were all staring in bewilderment.

Yes, it was too sudden.

The sudden funeral of the first emperor and the sudden succession of the fourth master, not to mention these female family members, I am afraid that there are quite a few people in the court who are stunned.

However, the old eighth has been convicted, forcing the palace to seize the position will not leave the clan's house in this life, and the old ninth has not been taken advantage of by the old eight because of Jiufu Jin these years, the old ten is a stupid face, and he knows in his heart, The Eighth Master Party is no longer the Eighth Master Party that occupied half of the Yongzheng Dynasty, and the Fourth Master is not the Fourth Master who came to the throne after ten years of perseverance, and the Qing Dynasty is not that empty treasury full of moths It's clear.

(End of this chapter)