Queen's scheming

Chapter 29 The Empress Dowager's Birthday ([-])

In the Cihui Palace, the Empress Dowager was dressed in a green and blue homely satin dress, leaning against a plain indigo pillow, resting her eyes and resting on the bed, twirling rosewood beads at will with her fingertips.

"Has the Empress Dowager remembered the past again?" A woman in her thirties raised the curtain of Songshouyannian in the inner hall and said softly, looking at the listless Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager gently opened her eyes, sighed, and the long sigh was like the wind blowing through the empty inner hall, "You are here. The emperor is really ignorant. The Mid-Autumn Festival is the time for family reunion. You are summoned to the palace."

The person who came was Mrs. Yang Guogong. She and the Queen Mother exchanged handkerchiefs. If anything goes wrong, the Queen Mother would definitely announce her into the palace.

"Our mansion is quiet, and there are few things to do. We can reunite every day, not this day." Mrs. Yang Guogong walked to the side of the Queen Mother, took a bright yellow thin silk brocade quilt to cover the Queen Mother's legs, and He said softly, "Furthermore, after hearing the summons, my husband knows that you are not at ease again. He is not at ease if I am not allowed to enter the palace to have a look."

The queen mother smiled slightly, pursed her lips and said, "The three of us have been in love since we were young. It's rare for the two of you to miss Aijia all the time. Otherwise, the palace is lonely, and Aijia doesn't know how to get through it." The queen mother said while He took Mrs. Yang's hand and sat beside him, "It's just hard work for you, and if you are more exposed, you still have to run to the palace."

Mrs. Yang Guogong picked up a roll of Heart Sutra beside her, and said softly, "You also said that we have been in love since we were young, and you said that hard work is not hard work." Mrs. Yang Guogong pointed to the Heart Sutra in her hand, "I remembered The late Emperor and Concubine Lian are gone, right?"

The Empress Dowager sighed, took the Heart Sutra from Mrs. Yang Guogong's hand, and said, "After so many years of being together day and night, how can you just forget it?"

Mrs. Yang Guogong looked at the back of the brocade book on the outside of the Heart Sutra, which had been worn out, and sighed softly, "It's been so many years, and you have become the empress dowager, why are you so obsessed with the past. Every time you think about it, You have to recite the Heart Sutra once, for all these years, you must have recited this Heart Sutra tens of millions of times."

"The Ai family can't forget it." The Empress Dowager looked at the bright moon outside the nanmu Baifu lattice window, and the past flashed before her eyes like flowing water, "The first emperor also made an oath to the Ai family, and he said that he would treat the Ai family well for the rest of his life. But ever since Concubine Lian appeared, he seemed to be a different person. Even though he was in Aijia's palace, he was not thinking. Aijia often thought that if Aijia was not pregnant and insisted on drafting for the late emperor, then Concubine Lian If you can’t enter the palace, everything will be different. He will still smile at Ai’s family and give some precious things to Ai’s family.”

Mrs. Yang Guogong seemed to have thought of something, and murmured, "Fate is something that no one can say. Even if the draft was cancelled, Concubine Lian would enter the palace in another way. Even if Concubine Lian did not enter the palace, you And how do you know that there won't be any other concubines who will make the emperor fall in love with you? You can't force it, what's yours is yours, what's not yours, even if you force it, it's not yours."

The Empress Dowager stared blankly at Mrs. Yang Guogong for a long while, and said powerlessly, "You are right. Concubine Lian only favors the sixth palace, and there are many concubines in the palace who have resentment. Mu Xiuyu Lin will destroy them. Although Concubine Lian has a deep love for the late emperor, But she was killed without heirs for life. The Ai family always thought that the late emperor loved Concubine Lian, but Concubine Lian's love for the late emperor was no match for the Ai family. But the Ai family was wrong. The late emperor passed away, so she cut herself to accompany the late emperor. This affection, Aijia is hard to come by. So Aijia lost, and the loss was clean and thorough."

"If the first emperor had always treated you with deep affection, you might not be as good as her. Besides, don't you still have the emperor? If it weren't for your strength back then, I'm afraid your mother and son were stripped to the bone. Where did you come from?" Today's stable life." Mrs. Yang Guogong mentioned the emperor Li Tianyou, and there was a look of kindness in her eyes.

The queen mother took a deep breath, changed her expression, smiled and said, "It's also the emperor's ambition. He was only eight years old at the time, and his fat little hand knew to hold a finger of Ai's family and tell Ai's family not to cry. It was also him." The coldness of the palm reminds Aijia that Aijia still needs to raise him up, and no one can bully him."

Mrs. Yang Guogong lowered her head slightly, picked up the citrus on the side and peeled it, "The emperor is really uplifting. Over the years, it's hard for him to bear so much."

"No, if the Ai family is most grateful to the first emperor, it is the Emperor Huai Yu." The queen mother mentioned Li Tianyou, and her mood improved a lot. Seeing that Mrs. Yang Guogong looked a little unhappy, she said, "Don't talk about those troublesome things. Son, how is your son still doing?"

Mrs. Yang's hand that was peeling the citrus paused slightly, and said, "It's not the same as before. I have been weak and sick since I was a child, and I have been nourishing it with decoction every day."

The queen mother took the tangerines handed over by Mrs. Yang Guogong, and said angrily, "He is the same year as the emperor, and he is now. But you kept it hidden. The Ai family has never met face to face a few times, and each time it is far away. I saw it. How can a boy be raised like you, like a lady who doesn’t leave home. You should let him come out to play more, maybe he will come out more often, and get to know a few more My friend, the illness will be cured slowly."

Mrs. Yang Guogong said with a guilty conscience, "I'm not afraid that he will be dirty by the filthy air outside. You also know that he coughs every now and then, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs."

"The green mountains and green waters in your mansion are a paradise?" The queen mother looked helplessly at Mrs. Yang Guogong, "I know you are a loving mother, but you can't be so spoiled. How about it, next month is my birthday , you will still bring it into the palace, and meet the other princes of the Duke's Mansion."

"Queen..." Mrs. Yang Guogong frowned slightly, "He still can't stand the wind, let alone enter the palace."

The queen mother gave her a sharp look, and said firmly, "That's it. Ai's family will mention it to the emperor tomorrow. You just go back and prepare well."

Mrs. Yang Guogong stood still, the queen mother glanced at her, and said helplessly, "Don't worry, the air in the palace will not be worse than that in your mansion. At worst, Aijia will let people put more air on the banquet." Some green plants, the back hall is ready for the imperial doctor at any time, so it will be done."

Seeing that Mrs. Yang Guogong still hangs her head and does not speak, the queen mother simply said forcefully, "It is still the son of Yang Guogong's mansion. If you hold him like this, after a hundred years from you, who else can he rely on? Don't you take advantage of you now? Can move, let him make his own way, get to know more about the heirs of other Duke's mansions, how do you want him to support the facade of Yang Guogong's mansion in the future, don't you want the three-year-old girl from your concubine to support the facade? ?”

(End of this chapter)