"Your Majesty, if you forgive Prince Ning so easily for his grave crime, wouldn't it mean that you are indulging the disobedience of some people with ulterior motives?" General Cao glanced at the royal relatives in the main hall with a burning gaze.
The royal family members were wondering, what did General Cao mean by these words? Do they suspect that they are the accomplices of Prince Ning, or that they are seeking the throne?
It's not their turn to throw wealth and wealth into the sky, so why are all the scapegoats thrown at them?
Two years ago, the two kings forced the palace to seize the throne, and their clan was implicated, resulting in many deaths and injuries. Although the two princes did not succeed in forcing the palace, it was not a complete failure. At least they made the late emperor angry to death and burned the enchanting concubine Zeng to death in the palace.
The late emperor passed away without leaving any will. Apart from the two rebel princes, he only had two sons left. At that time, His Majesty was King Li and King Ning.
At that time, some courtiers suggested that the late emperor loved Prince Ning and that Prince Ning should inherit the throne. Their clan did not agree, but supported King Li's ascension to the throne in accordance with the rules of ancestral family law.
A relatively senior old prince stood up at this moment. He was afraid that if he did not stand up on behalf of the clan, tomorrow there would be rumors that their clan wanted to rebel against His Majesty.
“Your Majesty, I think what General Cao said makes sense.” The old prince’s hair was gray, but his voice was loud: “Although your Majesty forgives King Ning for his guilt, he cannot expose this matter easily, lest others follow suit. . ”
He doesn’t know who will follow suit. It’s not their clan anyway.
"What do you mean..." The emperor stopped crying immediately. According to his seniority, he wanted to call the old prince an uncle. He was afraid that he would faint from howling.
"It's better to cut off Prince Ning's prince title and demote him to a county king, with a small punishment but a big warning." The old prince stroked his beard and felt that his suggestion was good.
"Isn't this a little too much? The fourth brother has been pampered since childhood..."
"Your Majesty!" The old prince saw that his opinion was not adopted. As the highest-ranking member of the clan, He was unhappy at the moment: "As the saying goes, spoiling a child is like killing a child. Are you going to let Prince Ning continue to be confused?!"
"It's the younger generation's fault. Uncle, don't touch it." Angry, don't be so angry." The emperor stepped down from the throne and helped the old prince himself: "Thank you for your guidance, uncle."
"Yes. Looking up, feeling that his face was bright, he stretched out his hand and patted the emperor's arm: "It would be great if you could understand. This child Ruijing has been pampered by the late emperor since he was a child. He should have been taken care of long ago."
"Yes, I will listen to you." The emperor nodded repeatedly and asked the eunuch to bring a chair for the old prince to sit and talk.
The more the old prince saw, the more satisfied he became with the emperor. He respected his elders, was tolerant to his younger brothers, and was more generous than the late emperor. What a good emperor.
After the emperor's hard work and begging, King Ning was demoted to a county king and fined eight years' salary.
After the court was over, the ministers saw His Majesty's eyes were red, and he was looking lost and lonely when he left. The old prince felt heartbroken when he saw him.
"Master Zhou." The minister of Dali Temple stopped the Minister of Punishment: "The case of Ning Prince's Mansion..."
"Your Majesty is tolerant and kind to your younger brother. There is no need to investigate this case any more." The Minister of Punishment smiled: "Those people we arrested and the evidence we found were all handed over to the commander of the Jinwu Guard. We, as subjects, will not This will put your Majesty in too much trouble."
"Thank you for your advice, sir." The Minister of Dali Temple was confused as to why no one asked him if Prince Ning had rebelled.
"I'm so thirsty." The emperor strode into Zhaoyang Palace, picked up the tea on the table and drank it all. He cried all morning and his voice became hoarse.
"What did your Majesty do?" The Queen filled another glass and handed it to him.
"Today I fined Sui Ruijing eight years of salary, and also cut off his princely title and made him a county king." The emperor said refreshedly: "From now on, we Heng'er will give him the courtesy of a junior. , he still wants to return the favor to our Heng'er honestly."
The queen's eyes suddenly shone: "Tell me carefully."
When the emperor finished telling what happened, the queen smiled: "Your trick of retreating in order to advance is very useful."
>"I can't help it." The emperor sighed. The late emperor was arrogant and extravagant. After he ascended the throne, he faced an empty treasury, numb courtiers, a comfortable and happy clan, and frontier soldiers who were owed several months of pay.
“Who did you learn from when you cry to retreat in order to advance?” The Queen was a little curious.
“What do you think?”
"I can't guess."
"Yun Shangshu's daughter." The emperor was proud and took off the crown on his head: "I saw that little girl twelve years ago. She was the one who could cry when the child got candy. "Teach me."
The queen smiled when she heard this. Twelve years ago, the daughter of the Yun family was only six years old. Your Majesty, at such an old age, actually imitated the tricks of a child: "Then you should thank her."
"I don't know what the little girl likes. Why don't you invite her to the palace to talk, eat, and let others know that you like her." When the word "thank you" was mentioned, the emperor showed a look of distress on his face. : "How can gold and silver be compared to the Queen's appreciation?"
The Queen knew that he had committed the old habit of being stingy again, but she still wrote a post in person, inviting Fu Yi to the palace for a gathering tomorrow.
When he entered the palace for the second time after returning to Beijing, Fuyi brought Qiu Shuang and Xia Yu with him. The person who came to pick her up at the palace gate was the same chamberlain from last time.
When Fu Yi saw that the waiter's attitude towards her was even more attentive than last time, she knew in her heart that His Majesty highly praised her behavior of finding trouble for Prince Ning.
"My daughter has met the Queen." Fuyi walked into Zhaoyang Palace and was helped up by the Queen before he finished the ceremony.
“I told you a long time ago that there is no need to be so polite.” The queen held Fuyi’s hand: “Can we have breakfast?”
“I want to see you earlier. Madam, I only used a few snacks to fill my stomach. "Fuyi usually gets up late, and she got up early to dress up today, so she doesn't have time to have breakfast. "That's just right to accompany me." The queen took Fu Yi and sat down at the dining table. The maids and eunuchs came in carrying various meals. Fu Yi wanted to get up to serve the queen, but the queen stopped her.
"The rules are for outsiders to see. You and I don't have to pay attention to them in private." The queen brought the shark fin soup to Fu Yi: "Sit down and eat well."
These words made people happy. Fuyi straightened her back subconsciously, because her mother said the same about her at home.
The Queen regarded her as one of her own so easily?
Is it a little...sloppy?
After breakfast, the queen heard that the peach blossoms were blooming in the garden, so she took Fuyi to enjoy the flowers together.
There are not many peach blossoms in bloom, most of them only grow small buds, which look a bit lonely and pitiful. The queen sighed regretfully: "The flowers are not blooming well enough. When the flowers are in full bloom in a few days, I will have someone take you into the palace."
"Thank you, my queen." She walked past a peach plant When she was looking at the tree, she remembered that she had buried two jars of wine under this tree when she was thirteen. At that time, she had made an appointment with Prince Ning to dig it out and taste it when she turned eighteen.
"Is there something under this tree?" The queen noticed something strange in Fu Yi's eyes.
“Back to the Queen, I buried two jars of wine under this tree a few years ago, and I don’t know if the wine can still be drunk.” Fu Yi smiled shyly at the Queen: “I want to put them in Dig it out.”
"It's good to dig it out. I'll try it too." The queen then became curious, "What kind of wine is buried?"
"A jar of daughter's red, a jar of peach blossom drunkenness." Fu Yi took the eunuch. The little hoe she brought: "I'll do it myself."
She remembered that she didn't dig too deep.
When Sui Tingheng passed by the Peach Garden, he saw his mother with her sleeves rolled up and a hoe in her hand. She asked doubtfully: "Mother, what are you doing?"
"Digging for wine." The queen He gave him a hoe and said, "Come and dig, too, and find out which tree has wine under it."
Sui Tingheng looked around and saw that pits had been dug under several peach trees. Fuyi was digging the soil in the distance with his waist bent.
“That’s not right, I clearly remember being under these trees, how come it’s not there?” Fuyi twisted his sore waist, stood up straight and whispered to Qiu Shuang: “Could it be that he was being raped? Did Prince Ning steal it secretly?”
Qiu Shuang: “…”
Although Prince Ning is indeed not a thing, he shouldn’t steal the lady’s bar?
"How about trying this tree?" Sui Tingheng looked at the peach tree next to Fuyi, "If Miss Yun doesn't mind, I'll help you dig it together."
"I have met Your Highness." Seeing Sui Tingheng appear, Fu Yi smiled: "I remember that the peach trees were not so small back then."
"Five years ago, you were young, so the peach trees were in front of you. It's very big." Sui Tingheng lifted the corner of his robe and started to help Fuyi dig out the wine jar: "Now that you have grown up, the tree may not have been as big as you remembered."
"It seems to make sense. ." Fuyi approached Sui Tingheng and dug the hole with him.
Qiu Shuang and Xia Yu were hesitant to talk. After returning home, the lady asked them what the young lady did when she entered the palace, and how should they answer.
Could it be that the girl took the queen and the prince to dig a pit together?
They thought that the queen told the young lady not to be particular as a polite word, but they didn't expect that the queen was telling the truth, but this was too unrefined.
“We’ve dug it!” Fuyi saw the corner of the wine jar exposed under the pit dug by Sui Tingheng, and said in surprise: “Your Highness, you are not only good at reading, but you are also so good at digging holes!”< br>
Sui Tingheng glanced at Fu Yi, who had bright eyes, lowered his eyes and smiled slightly: "Maybe it's because I'm lucky today. "
Seeing Fuyi bending down to pick up the wine jar, he stretched out his hand to stop him: "I'll do it, don't get your hands dirty."
Fuyi looked down at his hands. Then he looked at Sui Tingheng's white palms. After two breaths of silence, he took a step back and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Sui Tingheng rolled up his sleeves and squatted down, gently brushing away the soil on the wine jars with his hands, and carefully took out the two wine jars that had been buried for five years.
Seeing Sui Tingheng's serious and careful look, Fuyi couldn't help but wonder whether he had buried two jars of wine or two jars of peerless treasures?
"Good wine is hard to come by." Sui Tingheng looked up at Fu Yi: "I wonder if I will be lucky enough to taste the wine in this jar today?"
"Of course." Fu Yi Squatting in front of Sui Tingheng, he roughly wiped the soil on the wine jar with a handkerchief: "I just don't know if this wine tastes good or not, and whether it will suit His Highness's taste."
Buried for five years Who can guarantee that?
"How could it not taste good?" Sui Tingheng smiled like a spring breeze: "This must be a rare wine."
(End of this chapter)
The author said: Sui Tingheng: Buried with me Wine is not a skill, digging and drinking together is the real method.