The concubine's son Gaomen 42

As the New Year approaches, the atmosphere in the palace becomes more and more strange. Although ggaax is decorated with lights everywhere, he has never heard any laughter in the huge palace.

"Guru Lan is dead." Guo Yi stood in front of the emperor and replied in a low voice.

"Die?" The voice in the emperor's mouth became vague, "How did she die?" Why did she die before she could find out anything?

Guo Yi shook his head: "It looks like he died of suicide."

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Guo Yi never spoke in ambiguously. He said such words at this time, which shows that there is indeed something strange about the death of Concubine Lan.

Is it because Prince Duan killed someone to silence him? Or is Prince Heng finally taking the final action after he successfully shaming him? I can't explain it clearly.

The emperor understood the subtext of Guo Yi's words, so he felt more tired. In the past six months, his face suddenly became shriveled, his wrinkles were turbid, his mouth was slightly crooked, and there were some transparent liquids hanging from time to time. He had not seen the courtiers for a long time.

"Who do you think it is?" The emperor looked at Guo Yi, "Tell me, who is the person who is hiding the deepest?"

No matter who it is, it is the same son. What does it matter if you know or not?

Guo Yi looked at the emperor, took out a handkerchief and wiped off the saliva from the corner of the emperor's mouth: "Your Majesty, you... keep it safe and let them make trouble."

This is a confusing thing, and they will make trouble, and they will be afraid that they will not have a good end.

But this is not confused, I am afraid that he also feels that he, the emperor, is already a little helpless.

The emperor laughed, somewhat sad. But then, he waved his hand: "You told me to accept my fate, my great companion... I really had a fate that accepted my fate. It was not my turn to sit for this position back then. From the King Xia, who was disliked by the previous emperor, the Lord of the Nine Five. You also saw how hard I had to leave. From the beginning of sitting in this position, I knew that for me, the things in this world could only advance but not retreat." As he said that, he sat up with Guo Yi's hand, "A tiger is a tiger, even if it looks like a sick cat, and if it is too urgent, it will eat people. Go... prepare to draft an order."

Guo Yi was stunned: "Your Majesty, you want to..."

"It's impossible to say, it's impossible to say." A cold feeling surged in the emperor's eyes, and the distorted face made people look at it, and it was a little weird for no reason.

Guo Yi retreated silently, and the emperor took out the note handed over by the secret guard in his sleeve. Tears suddenly came down, "August..." Why did you go first? You asked me to give me a white man to black man, you are unfilial!

It's New Year's Eve tomorrow. Lin Yutong ate radishes and cut cabbage. During the Chinese New Year this year, life is a bit bad, so he can only eat dumplings filled with vegetarian stuffing. After all, no matter what, Jinjiaba and his family have intersections, so it's just for anything else. It's okay to eat vegetarian food for forty-nine days.

"Why would you like to pack some eggs?" Lin Yutong saw that the Fourth Master looked at the radish and looked like a toothache, so he asked tentatively. This man was injured by eating the radish.

The Fourth Master quickly said, "Then it's egg."

Lin Yutong looked at a large pot of radish filling and said, "This one is also wrapped. Let me give it to others." There are so many people in the mountain, and even if they eat dumplings, they will not be able to share a few of them.

After finishing her work, she took out the dried cowpeas and soaked them. It should be fine to mix the dried beans with eggs. She has never tried this simple egg filling.

He was busy with his hands, but he was not idle at all. "Have you handed over the letter to the emperor?"

The Fourth Master responded, "At this moment, I'm afraid he knows the importance of his ugly son. If this son is alive, he will have enough confidence. Now that he has no such a person who is absolutely trustworthy, he will feel guilty."

This is true. Even if the Fourth Master is recognized by Jin Jiaba, the Emperor may not be able to trust him. Especially Jin Jiaba was plotted to death. The Emperor must be suspicious of the Secret Guard now. But now the time is tight and he has not given him any time to investigate and test. Therefore, he is more cautious than trust in the Fourth Master.

Lin Yutong suddenly felt a sudden heartbroken. To put it this way, this future development may be completely different from what Lin Yuzhi experienced.

If he hadn't come here with the Fourth Master, would anyone else know about Jin Jiaba's experience? It probably wouldn't be. Then, the person outside should have always been fake Jin Jiaba. Those who manipulate all this were Luo Guo, or Jin Cheng'an. The emperor was afraid that he wouldn't know that his ugly son had been plotted against him until his death.

Based on the trust of the secret guards, the arrangements made by the emperor are definitely different from those he makes for the distrust of the secret guards at the moment.

She thought so and told the Fourth Master what she thought: "You think, what will this emperor do now?"

The Fourth Master chuckled: "We don't know how kind of person this person is. However, at this point, it is not difficult for an emperor to protect himself and maintain supreme power... but the situation ahead is really hard to say." As he said that, he waved his hand, "We shouldn't worry about these."

But we can only go back when the situation stabilizes. Lin Yutong sighed, but now, the Fourth Master still has something to deal with in the secret guards. If he doesn't go back for the time being, it will be easier to do things. At least he has to straighten out the secret guard camp.

Anyway, there was nothing to do, so the two of them kept making dumplings in the house. They prepared so much dumpling stuffing, so they couldn't waste it.

On New Year's Eve, after lunch, she started to make dumplings. She put dumplings on her side, and the Fourth Master set fire to the stove. Lin Yutong called Xiao Zhu and spread all the excess dumplings she had made. She also divided the egg dumplings three times and called them to Jin Shouren and the others to send them.

They were busy talking until it was dark before the two of them had their New Year's Eve dinner.

The dumplings filled with dried beans and eggs are a bit special.

"Is it delicious?" Lin Yutong tasted one and asked the Fourth Master.

The Fourth Master picked up one and it tasted quite delicious. "As long as it is not a radish, any dumplings with fillings are fine."

Actually, this tastes pretty good. I have heard of people making dumplings with potato stuffing, tomato and egg dumplings with green tea stuffing before.

These are all things that Lin Yutong has never tried. As for the stuffing of potatoes, I always feel that it may be too pink. As for the stuffing of tomatoes and eggs, I am afraid that I will not be able to wrap them together, so I don’t have the courage to try it. In Lin Yutong’s opinion, the dumplings with tea filling are completely dark dishes.

She and the Fourth Master counted: "We have eaten the tender pumpkin. There are those that can be eaten spicy food, which are specially made of green peppers. I have also seen them. Not to mention eggplant and mushrooms, they have tried them. They also feel that the taste is still good. It's just this green tea, which I think is a death to kiss. I don't even have the courage to try this thing. Otherwise, in summer, let's try to pack cucumber stuffing?"

The Fourth Master quickly shook his head: "I'm old and nostalgic. I think the traditional taste is good. Let's not make trouble." Even failures have to get into my stomach. I have to be too confused to think so I am willing to ask her to try it.

Unlike the quiet New Year in the mountains, today's palace is brightly lit and lively.

In the hall, Gan was sitting on the table behind Prince Heng and Li Xiangjun. There were a few steamed dishes that looked exquisite but were actually cold. The oil on them had long been formed into hard blocks and could not be eaten at all. However, the two cold dishes next to them, one shredded radish and one sweet and sour lotus root, were refreshing and could be eaten. The dumplings that came up should be dumpling skins made of spinach and noodles, and they were placed on the plate one by one, which was green and shiny.

The maid who was serving her next to her picked up the wine pot and poured her a glass of it. It was light yellow and had a little fruity fragrance. The female family drank fruit wine. Seeing that many female family members had already picked up the cups, Gan still didn't move.

Since she entered the hall, her heart has been holding on.

The entire hall, the emperor's seat, was on the Jiulong stairs at the top. Now there was no queen and no queen. Therefore, the seat next to the emperor was the concubines in the main seat of the harem. At this time, they were dressed up and sat with a smile on their faces.

The two princes are placed on both sides of the emperor, and they sit opposite each other. Below are the royal relatives and ministers who were specially summoned by the emperor to attend the New Year banquet. This is a rare honor to be able to stay up with the emperor.

The side of Prince Duan was the most lively. From time to time, someone came to toast Prince Duan. Even the concubines in the harem also sent the dishes on the table to Prince Duan's concubines. The meaning of getting a good knot was very obvious.

On the other hand, Prince Heng was the opposite. Everyone smiled politely, but there was no one who went up. The eyes of some women who looked over made people feel uncomfortable. Prince Heng, Li Xiangjun, accepted the baptism of everyone's sympathy. Gan, must learn to be calm under the disgust of women and the hot sight that men occasionally turn from time to time.

Gan's eyes became colder and colder, and a sudden resentment arose in her heart, and she had the urge to dig off these people's eyes.

Prince Heng looked back at Gan and whispered: "Do you think I still need to endure it?"

Gan's eyes didn't raise his eyes: "Will you bear it?"

Both of them were asking each other, but the meaning released inside was that the cold sweat on Li Xiangjun who was on the other side came out in an instant. She couldn't help but look at the two of them. The prince still looked honest and elegant, and his eyes looked soft like a pool of water, and the smile on his face was a little embarrassed. Those who were watching on the other side would never have thought about how scary words he was saying in his mouth at this moment. Gan Quan still looked as calm as water, as if he was really just saying something that could not be more ordinary.

Her heart thumped, and the wine glass in her hand became tighter and tighter. She felt that she couldn't breathe the next moment.

Such an expression fell into the eyes of the people around him, but they all thought it was because Prince Heng looked at Gan's different eyes, which made the princess's face no longer come out.

The eldest princess was about to speak, but was stopped by Marquis Jing'an: "Your Highness, think about it for the children..." Don't always want to interfere in everything. The emperor is no longer able to do it. When the nephew goes up, it will be different from when his younger brother becomes the emperor.

"You..." The eldest princess looked at her husband with a little anger on her face. She wanted to scold her husband for being disrespectful, but she couldn't say anything when she spoke. In front of her husband, her waist never stood up straight. Back then, her younger brother took over the military achievements of the man in front of her, and the greatest reward she received was to marry him. A man who was supposed to be galloping on the battlefield had been in the capital for thirty years. Looking at her husband's stubborn face, the corner of her mouth moved and nodded, "You taste this fried milk melon, it tasted pretty good. In previous years, there were also hot spring shops in our house, and this year it can only be seen in the palace. Try it."

Prince Yu on the other side saw the situation in the hall, and then his eyes slowly glared, wiped tears with a veil from time to time, and shook his body left and right. Before the New Year's banquet officially began, he was a little drunk.

A smile appeared in Prince Duan's eyes. He looked a little more heroic than Prince Heng. At this time, he raised his cup and raised it to Prince Heng opposite him. It was a bit of a complacent meaning.

Prince Heng looked panicked and almost sprinkled the wine when he was anxious to pick up the wine glass. This fear of Prince Duan made many people in the hall chuckle.

Prince Duan held up his cup and said to the side of Princess Heng and Gan, "Aren't the two brothers and sisters together?"

This tone is really frivolous.

Princess Duan's expression changed and she whispered: "Prince, you are drunk." As she said that, she raised her glass, then looked at Concubine Qi, and then said to Li Xiangjun: "Brother and sister-in-law, we respect you."

Li Xiangjun then put away the shame and anger on her face, gently raised the wine glass, and then took a sip.

Before I could put down the wine glasses on both sides, I heard the sound of "The Emperor is here."

The people in the entire hall moved, stood up one after another, then stood up from behind the desk, knelt down, and shouted "Welcome to the Emperor", but no one dared to look up.

When the emperor sat down, he heard Guo Yi's voice shouting "flat body", and then he stood up.

I wanted to say a few auspicious words, but as soon as I looked up, the sound in the hall suddenly disappeared.

Is the emperor really the one sitting on it? Not only did he shrink, his hands trembled, and the corners of his mouth were even more crooked. Is the emperor so sick? Why didn’t anyone get the news?

Prince Duan was shocked first, then was overjoyed. At that moment, his back, which had been bent, suddenly felt straight. He was about to say a few words of concern to express his concern for his father and father. He suddenly heard a choking sound.

He looked in shock and followed the sound, but saw that Prince Heng had already knelt on the ground at some point. He was not kneeling straight on the ground, but he was slumped on the ground as if he was soft and unable to stand up. His head was lowered, and he made a depressing sob sound.

What does this mean? You are a filial son!

Prince Duan was about to scold the other party for losing his character, but saw the other party rolling and crawling towards the emperor without caring about his face.

"Dad...Dad...Son is unfilial..." Prince Heng hugged the emperor's legs, buried his head on the emperor's legs, and murmured.
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