Chapter Eight: Palace Resentment
An Bixun said: "Isn't that a good thing?"
Miaofeng wiped his tears and sighed: "It is a good thing for one person. It may not be a good thing for another person. At that time, Jiajing loved Concubine Lu Jing very much. If it was her son, then it would be nothing. But Concubine Yan was the prince, and the eldest son was in order and was not allowed to do so. This little prince naturally had to be the prince. The imperial power would fall on the prince in the future. At that time, Concubine Yan was also rich in his son and became the queen mother, and she would lose her status as Concubine Lu Jing. Concubine Lu felt that she was favored. As a result, just because someone else had a son, she would lose everything in the future. Naturally, she was unwilling to accept it. So she asked Concubine Wang and Concubine Du Kang to discuss it and get rid of the little prince."
An Bixun blinked and still understood the struggle in the palace. He said, "The little prince was born and did not offend anyone. Why did he want him to die? Concubine Lu Jing is not a good person."
Miaofeng stroked her hair and said, "Child. You have this sentence. It shows that you are kind-hearted and will achieve success in your future practice. Alas. At that time, Concubine Lu Jing came to me and asked me to be a puppet for him. He said he wanted to give it to the little prince to play. I was very happy. So I made one. But she asked Concubine Wang to write the puppet on the name of Emperor Jiajing, and put it on the birth date. She secretly put it in the bedroom of Concubine Yan. Then she forced Concubine Yan to go out and prove that Concubine Yan intended to curse the emperor."
An Bixun said: "What's the use of puppet man? The Five-Day Thunder Spell is not so useful. The emperor naturally doesn't believe it."
Miaofeng said: "The emperor has not even learned the alchemy method. How could he understand the authenticity of the mantra? He was furious when he heard about it. He ordered people to drag Concubine Yan to the courtyard to torture her. She had not had a child for a while and was weak. After a few strokes, she was beaten to death."
An Bixun frowned and said, "You made that doll. Isn't it impossible to escape the relationship?" Chang Sihao glanced at Miaofeng and thought to himself: "Good question. If you are scheming, you are far inferior to Concubine Lu Jing. Even if you are a daughter, you are much smarter than you back then."
Miaofeng nodded: "She didn't want to harm me. But there were many things to do in the future. So she had already decided to pull me into the water. Child. You don't know. I haven't done anything dirty together in the palace. I can't be considered a real good sister. After Concubine Yan died, the emperor regretted it. He felt angry. He didn't find out clearly. He killed her life and wanted to send someone to verify the truth. But at that time, the palace was the world of Concubine Lu Jing. People from the inner court and the east factory were waiting to promote her as the empress dowager. How could it be found out? The matter was left unresolved. But therefore the emperor also took double care of the little prince. Concubine Lu Jing was unable to do anything. So he let the palace maids and eunuchs rumours everywhere, saying that the little prince cried at night.
.This is the possession of Concubine Yan, causing ghosts to cry. Jiajing went to check it out. As expected, every night was like this. He was very strange. In fact, Concubine Lu asked the eunuch to bribe the wet nurse. He secretly ate fishy fishy things. The milk was not good. The baby naturally cried. No one else knew about it. Seeing the little prince crying so hard that his stomach was swollen. The emperor was anxious and asked someone to expel ghosts for him. Concubine Lu Jing instructed Concubine Du Kang to say that the Taoist priests outside the palace were not clean and asked the emperor to send the little prince to Sanqing Temple. The emperor was sure. She came to me again and said that my affairs of the doll were leaked. If I could kill the little prince, she would cover it up for me. Otherwise, the matter of the doll was shaking out. Then a disaster would be coming."
An Bixun said: "She is smart. She always lets others stand up for her. She can't get into her if she has anything to do. But she wants to go to the doll. What's the benefit of shaking it out?"
Miaofeng said: "She and I want someone to do it. She just said it verbally. There is no evidence. But I once asked someone to go out of the palace to buy tools and pigments. Once I checked, I would definitely find the flaws. That would be a waste."
An Bixun nodded and said, "She acts steadily, her stitches are tight, and she is really treacherous and bad."
Miaofeng said: "The palace seems magnificent. In fact, it is not so easy to treat. In such a place, no one will know who will be favored next. No one will know whether a disaster will suddenly come to him. Everyone is just trying hard to survive. Who else will talk about good and evil right and wrong?"
An Bixun asked, "Then now my brother is here. You didn't agree to Lu Jing's killing him."
Miaofeng looked at Chang Sihao and closed his eyes and sighed: "I shouldn't have been forced by the situation. Oh," she let out a soft voice. The past was far away in her voice. "...I remember when I started that day, it was a snowy day in early winter. White thin snowflakes rolled up the sky and the ground. Looking up at the sky, the sky was dark, as if the stars and moons were broken by the cold wind, spreading to the world. I covered my face with a black scarf, clicked down the guards sent by the emperor. I bullied this bed. The little prince lay quietly in the cradle. I was only two months old and slept soundly. I pulled out the little sword and raised it high. I looked at his little nose and breathed. I breathed and felt peaceful, beautiful and cute. I couldn't take my hands. My heart was beating in my ears for a moment. I heard the sound of wind and snow."
Chang Sihao looked at the little sword in his hand. Thinking about the scene when she came to the bed with this sword and assassinated an innocent baby, she couldn't help but feel cold.
"But I don't have to take action. Concubine Lu Jing must kill me. I went back to Wuyou Hall. I was used to this rich and comfortable life. I didn't have the courage to wander into the world anymore. After thinking about it, evil thoughts finally took the upper hand. I shouted loudly, closed my eyes and held the sword. I stabbed it hard. But the slanted thrust the window paper in the window suddenly broke. A hidden weapon shot on my wrist. I immediately stabbed the sword. "She immediately thrust the small wooden sign from Chang Sihao's arms: "That hidden weapon is this Jishi Ling."
An Bixun looked at the wooden sign and said in confusion: "Master, this wooden sign is beautiful. It may not be suitable for use as a hidden weapon."
Miaofeng said: "It is naturally not a hidden weapon. It is not something to hurt people. It is just because its owner is afraid that it will not have time to stop it. He doesn't have a hidden weapon on his body. So he threw it out. I was shocked at that time. My heart was weak and I fell to the ground. A black shadow broke into the window and pointed it at me with a sword. At that time, the window opened. The wind was tight. The candlelight swayed and the shadow danced all over the walls. It was like in the Senluo Palace. The black shadow raised his hand back. The strong wind came. The window closed again. The candlelight condensed. I saw his face clearly."
Speaking of this, a strange look appeared in her eyes. Many complex emotions, such as admiration, yearning, nostalgia, resentment, etc., were all flashing in her heart. I don’t know which one is stronger. In her infatuated eyes, it seemed that the man’s face was not far ahead. "His face was hard and angular. His eyes were shining brightly. I saw that my heart suddenly became terrified. His sword tip was against my chin. He took a step slowly, forcing me to rub my feet on the ground and couldn’t help but retreat. I knew that Jishiling was the object of Yan Lingyun, the Great Sword of Xiliang. But when he saw that he was very young, he didn’t look like an old swordsman Yan. He asked him in surprise: ‘Who are you?’ The man said: ‘I am Yan Linyuan.’”
"Yan Linyuan."
Chang Sihao almost jumped up and thought to himself that wasn’t Brother Chen’s old rival? Qin Menghuan has not married yet. She even turned a blind eye to Brother Chen’s affection. It was because she was the son of Yan Lingyun. How could she have something to do with the palace?
Miaofeng's eyes were low and he said, "Yes, it was him. Alas. Although he saved you, he could not save his sadness. I heard that he brought you to Jiangnan and handed you to his father and the old swordsmen and left. From then on, he wandered around the world, lived a life of self-exile. Alas. It was really a grievance."
Chang Sihao couldn't help asking, "Why is he sad?"
Miaofeng sighed: "I found out later. It turned out that he had a beloved girl named Lin Xixi. Her father Lin Shangqing was an official in Shanxi. Because Emperor Jiajing practiced Taoism and wanted to recruit girls to make a cauldron. In order to get promoted and make money, her father sent his daughter to the palace. After he arrived in the palace, he met your mother, Concubine Yan. Your mother liked this child very much. So she left her to be a palace maid by her side. Xixi was obedient and well-behaved, and was quite liked by your mother. At this time, Concubine Lu Jing set up a vicious plan to frame her.
Let Xixi go out and reveal it. Xixi refused. Concubine Lu Jing sent someone to kill her parents as a threat. Yan Linyuan knew about this and rushed to intercept the killer. He originally made an appointment with Xixi to save the person and came back to report the news. As a result, he seemed to have fallen into the trap of a young girl in Shanxi and tripped up. It made him one day late for him to return to Beijing. Xixi thought that her parents and Yan Linyuan were both poisoned and were heartbroken. So he committed suicide. Concubine Lu Jing threatened another palace maid named Caier. Caier was afraid when she saw Xixi's fate. The matter was done.
When Yan Linyuan returned to the capital, even your mother, Concubine Yan, died under the stick. Yan Linyuan was a chivalrous person. Even if it was not Lin Xixi, he would still keep your vitality. Besides, you know that your mother is very kind to Xixi. Xixi would rather die than surrender. It was all for her. So he found out that the person was here with me overnight. Then he came to save you. However, although he saved you, he could not save the life of his beloved woman. He recorded all this hatred on the Shanxi girl and decided to kill her. But after searching for her, he found out that the reason why the girl designed to trip him was because she loved him so much and wanted to spend more time with him. There was no malice. In this way, he could not do anything. He could only sigh and stomp his feet and leave. The pain and grievances in her heart were something that others could not understand."
Chang Sihao thought to himself: "The Shanxi girl is probably Qin Menghuan. She loved Yan Linyuan so much, but she didn't intend to do something wrong. She made him feel regretful for the rest of his life. No wonder there is always a sense of depression on his face every day and never dissipates."
Chapter completed!