Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 3 Returning My Will (1)

However, Zhong Weiwei didn't see Chonghua. After Zheng Gangzhong brought her into the palace, he asked her to leave the late emperor's last decree, saying that she was to wait for the call, which would wait until dark.

Zhong Weiwei couldn't bear it any longer. In order to hurry, she only ate two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge.

You can't stand under this wall overnight, can you?She quickly found an acquaintance: "What is Your Majesty doing now?"

"Your Majesty is in the Empress Dowager's Palace, accompanying her to dinner." The acquaintances are well informed, but they can't help Zhong Weiwei.

Zhong Weiwei had no choice but to continue to wait obsessively.

After finally hearing the sound of the whip coming and the idlers evading, the moon was already in the middle of the sky, she stretched her neck and looked forward vigorously.

A string of lanterns winds up, Chonghua sits high on the dragon chariot, the black imperial robes on his body are immersed in the night, the whole person is blurred and unattainable.

Zhong Weiwei cheered up, took a deep breath, and waited quietly. Counting that the guard of honor was only ten steps away from her, she rushed out suddenly, shouting:

"Chen, Zhong Weiwei sees His Majesty! Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live!"

The guard of honor didn't stop, and the long whip in the eunuch's hand lashed towards her fiercely like a poisonous snake.

Zhong Weiwei was so frightened that she covered her head and face and turned around and ran back. When she ran to a safe place, Chonghua's guard of honor also passed her and went forward.

This is becoming the emperor, do you want to put on a show of prestige?
Zhong Weiwei looked up at the dragon chariot, knelt down and shouted again: "Chen, Zhong Weiwei is hereby ordered to see His Majesty!"

Chonghua's back stood still, sitting upright like a pine, ignoring her at all.

Chonghua quickly entered the Qingxin Hall, except for the personal servants and the palace servants who were on duty, everyone left. The courtyard was empty, except for the expressionless guards and the tired and hungry Zhong Weiwei.

Zhong Weiwei rubbed her knees and stood up angrily.

She was very hungry, she was frightened these days, she didn't eat well, she didn't sleep well, and when the late emperor died, she was injured and bled a lot, she couldn't bear it between kneeling and standing. He staggered and fell.

I felt ashamed when I got up again, and kicked the floor tiles hard to cover up, and complained in a low voice: "Who swept the floor, you can't see such a big stone... Isn't this intentional to deceive people?"

While talking, she peeked at the expressions of the surrounding guards, and she felt better when she saw that no one was paying attention.

Suddenly, a servant came out of Qingxin Hall quickly, stood on the steps and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty asks, Zhong Weiwei, the guilty minister, are you dissatisfied with me?"

Zhong Weiwei was startled, isn't this person sitting in the hall?

How could he know when she fell or kicked a floor tile?
Sure enough, she was brought into the palace to make a fuss. A hero does not suffer from immediate losses, so she denied it with a good attitude:
"Returning to Your Majesty, the guilty minister is involuntary, and the old, weak and sick are disobedient."

The servant went to reply, but Zhong Weiwei refused to let go of this rare opportunity, and rushed down the steps, ready to rush in: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the last emperor's decree... Please allow me to resign and go home."

With a sound of "crash", the golden gun in the guard's hand snapped, forcing her to take a step back.

Zhong Weiwei wailed and howled: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you can't deny your debt. The first emperor promised himself, and made a will, written in black and white..." Chicha didn't say anything about his father's debt.

Her answer was boundless silence, the guards didn't care what she did except to let her enter the Hall of Purity, they simply ignored her attitude.

Zhong Weiwei yelled for a while and stopped, because she was so hungry that she lost energy.

Dejectedly, she sat down on the bottom step, holding her belly and frowning.

A vague fragrance wafted in the air, Zhong Weiwei twirled his nose and his eyes sparkled.

A group of beautiful maids meandered over, each holding a silver box full of food, even though the lid was closed, the scent could not stop wafting out from the gap.

The imperial chef is capable, even vegetarian food is excellent. Zhong Weiwei sniffed the aroma intoxicatedly, analyzed what soup and ingredients were used, and after cooking for several hours, he was so hungry that he wanted to hit the wall.

The door of the main hall was open, and Zhong Weiwei could clearly see Chonghua sitting alone at the head of the banquet, with countless delicacies in front of him, but he kept his face gloomy, looking like he had no love in his life.

Zhong Weiwei became angry when he saw his appearance, and he was not satisfied with so many delicious food, so what is going to happen!
If it were her, she would definitely eat up everything!

She suddenly realized, didn't Chonghua go to Queen Mother Wei for dinner before?
Why are you eating it again now?Could it be that the mother and son quarreled again?
Zhong Weiwei was thinking wildly, and his mouth was not idle at all: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, don't you have received the last decree from the late emperor? Do you remember the one given to you by Vice Commander Zheng?"

Chonghua slammed his chopsticks, glared at Zhong Weiwei viciously with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "Get out!"

Zhong Weiwei had been prepared for a long time, and pitifully begged for mercy loudly: "Your Majesty, I have no intention of offending... How about you return the last emperor's will to me first, and we can discuss it when you are in a better mood?

You are the son of heaven, you are the example of the world... the late emperor's bones are still cold... you can't do this..."

The guard ignored her struggle and just dragged her arm down.

Zhong Weiwei looked at Chonghua's indifferent face, how miserable it was, saw Zheng Gangzhong approaching, immediately stretched out his hand towards him, and shouted sadly: "Master Zheng, Lord Zheng, tell Your Majesty quickly that you have indeed taken my late emperor's decree... ..."

Just as Zheng Gangzhong was about to speak, Chonghua asked with a sneer, "What is the last decree of the late emperor? Zheng Gangzhong, did you see it? Did you give it to me?"

A thin blush appeared on Zheng Gangzhong's face, and he looked at Zhong Weiwei apologetically: "The minister didn't see and didn't take it back to His Majesty."

Zhong Weiwei was dumbfounded, and said angrily: "Vice Commander Zheng, how could you do this? You asked me for it this morning and said His Majesty wanted to see it. I believe you gave it to you. You also said that His Majesty asked me to wait for the call. Well, it was given there."

Zheng Gangzhong looked at the floor tiles, and his voice was as low as a mosquito's humming: "I can't remember."

Zhong Weiwei was in a hurry: "Vice Commander Zheng, we have been friends for several years, you can't be like this! Do you not remember, or dare not admit it?"

"Zheng Gangzhong?" Chonghua's voice was icy cold, which could make people shiver in the dog days.

Zheng Gangzhong broke his heart and said loudly: "Zhong Qijulang, you really did not entrust me with the last emperor's will, there is no such thing at all!"

Chonghua looked at Zhong Weiwei expressionlessly, and Zhong Weiwei immediately read his words from his eyes - what else do you have to say?

She and him really had nothing to say, Zhong Weiwei just stared at Zheng Gangzhong, hoping that he would find out with his conscience that Zheng Gangzhong simply turned his face away so that she would not see his face.

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