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- 196593">;Back to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I sat there in a daze for a long time. Fogg came to do some work and talked to her, but she couldn't find anything to talk to. [800] (, Latest chapter visit: .
"What's wrong?" Fogg looked at her with a look of disbelief. "Are you worried about uncle? Or did you have a quarrel with Rong Shi? The matter with uncle has passed for the time being. Now that it has become like this, I don't think I will pursue it anymore. Rong Shi." What have you been busy with lately? I often don¡¯t see him in Beijing."
She shook her head, "I haven't seen him for a long time. I think he was too busy to leave!" She called her third brother, "There are many trivial matters in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, unlike Fengchen Courtyard, where the emperor If you don't leave Beijing, there won't be much to do there. Are you still used to it here?"
Fogg sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "I really couldn't figure it out at the beginning. As time goes by, I will gradually get used to it."
She hummed, lowered her head and said, "My Ama has a career, but I can't get enough. The Ministry of Internal Affairs needs to ask my third brother to help me more. After all, the official title is still there. If something goes wrong, the blame will still be on my Ama."
Fogg waved his hand broadly, "Isn't there still you? If you ask me anything, I'll just do it."
She fell silent and gently touched her knees, "I'm afraid I won't be able to stay long"
Fogg frowned, and finally realized that something was going to happen. He stood up and asked, "What's the matter? Where are you going? Are you going to leave the cabinet? You can continue to manage things after leaving the cabinet. You still have the title of Yuanwailang." The latest chapter of Sheng Chong Liang Bo¡¯s Beloved Wife;!¡±
Just as he was talking, Xiao Sula led the eunuch Zhao Pan of the Qianqing Palace in: "I have passed down the oral instructions of the Long Live Lord, recorded the files of the House of Internal Affairs, and sent the imperial doctor to the Tong Mansion to treat the general manager Tong Jia Shuming."
She stood up and squatted down. "Slave Tong Jia, thank you for your reward."
Next to her, Fogg was stunned. She did not call herself a minister, but called herself Tong Jia. What is going on? After Zhao Pan left, he stepped forward to help her, "Are you anxious to death, Third Brother? Long Live the Lord allowed you to resign and get married? Why didn't any news leak out beforehand?"
She glanced at him, tears welling up in her eyelashes, "I don't want to marry Rong Shi, I have to serve as a harem for the emperor. Third brother, please remember, you must not ask a girl to work in the palace as an errand, it will be a bad thing if you do it in front of you. You can¡¯t even marry the person you like.¡±
Fogg was dumbfounded, "This the Rong family has already decided to do this"
¡°If some conventions could control the emperor, she would not be ¡®forced¡¯ into the corner. She said helplessly: "Rong Shi is in the barracks right now and doesn't know what's going on here. If you see him, you can at least persuade her for me. There is no grass anywhere in the world, so please ask him to choose another good match!" "
Fogg wanted to answer her, but as soon as he opened his mouth, another person came to the door. He called Qian'er and said, "Long live the Lord, please send the young steward Qianqing Palace to ask questions."
She breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around and smiled at Fogg, "I'm going, third brother, don't forget my instructions."
Fogg chased her out in a daze. Before he could recover from the shock, she was already gone.
It was dusk, and when I stepped onto the verandah, a group of young eunuchs caught up behind me, holding lanterns and hanging them up one by one. The orange-red light illuminated the open space under the eaves, and she saw a man standing in front of the palace door, with his hands clasped behind his back and a serious look on his face.
She bravely walked up to him, knelt down and asked for a double blessing. He didn't say anything and turned around and went back to the temple.
She had no choice but to follow him, and he set up a casual dinner in the Dongnuan Pavilion. The Kang table with the carved dragon was placed on the South Kang, and everything was served in double portions. Pointing to the opposite side, "Sit."
She stood in front of the footrest and said she didn't dare, "I'm a humble servant and I don't dare to go beyond sitting with my master. The master just gives orders, and the slave just stands and listens to his orders."
He said coldly: "You sit down when I tell you to sit down. Do you have to make me angry to obey my orders?"
She didn¡¯t even raise her eyelids and sat down stiffly opposite him. ¡°My legitimate daughter is my concubine.¡± The light on the candlestick danced behind the glass cover. She paused, picked up the wine bottle and filled it for him, then put it down and said in a calm voice: "I thought about it before I came. Now that I'm in this position, I won't avoid it anymore." , I am too timid. I have two things to say to the master, I wonder if the master is willing to listen?"
He picked up the wine cup and took a sip, "Can I choose not to listen?" Seeing her choke, he lowered his eyes and said, "Tell me, just tell me if you have anything to say, cover the wound in the mattress, sooner or later it will suppurate. [ ][.]"
She lowered her head to look at the wine cup in front of her, and the surface of the sake reflected her face. She said with desperate determination: "You have 'forced' me so many times just to get me into the harem."
He didn¡¯t mince his words and nodded, ¡°I never have to hide what I want.¡±
"A slave can enter the palace, but he must make an agreement with his master." She raised her twinkling eyes and looked straight into his heart, "A slave only lives in the harem, not in the palace."On the account. "
He was a little surprised, "Are you going to follow me without any name or status? Does this count as your resistance to me?"
She did not agree and only said: "My heart can only pretend to be one person. If the master wants to marry me, I will never say anything. I will say goodbye to you forever and never see you again."
There were clouds in his eyes, and he sneered: "It is true that the oil from the Ministry of Internal Affairs is absolutely watertight. I ask you, in this case, what difference does it make if you enter my harem or not? I want to be lucky to you, you You will seek life and death for me, but if you are unfortunate, how will you give me a son?"
She blushed furiously. She was obviously very humiliated, but she was still as calm as dead water. "I don't know how sincere the master is to me. If you just want this skin, just take it. But if you really care about me, , you should listen to my thoughts. Loving someone is not just about getting them, you have to enter their hearts so that others can follow you wholeheartedly. Are you interested in me out of curiosity, or do you really want to stay with me forever? I have Sometimes I often think, how am I good enough to impress my master? Maybe my master is just not willing to accept it, and he has made a mistake and outdid you. The latest chapter of "The Cold-hearted Wife Is Too Hard to Pamper".
He said with a face: "There are so many women in the world, do you think I am too idle? If you don't like it, why can't you accept it? What you want is tossing and turning, as the ancients said. I want the person I love. Is it wrong to always stay with me? You were originally a member of my banner. I have been busy with government affairs these years and have never taken the banner slaves seriously. In fact, we just lacked an opportunity. If we had met earlier, maybe we would not be what we are today. It's not pleasant anymore." He clasped his hands together and placed them on the Kang table. He glanced at her sadly, "If we start from scratch, can you still accept me?"
His love was so heavy that it almost suffocated her. She knew the answer, but she couldn't help but deal with him. If she made him anxious, how could she turn around? She hesitated for a moment, "Master, can you learn to love someone? There is no need to be groveling, as long as we get along with each other normally, without any calculations, and without using power to oppress others. If you can do it, maybe we can start over"
Hope ignited in his eyes and he hurriedly said yes. He stretched out his hand to hold her. As soon as he touched her hand, he was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he let go hurriedly, "You won't lie to me, are you willing to give me a chance?"
She nodded, "I am here, and the Lord Long Live is within reach."
He asked with some urgency: "How long will it take for you to fall in love with me?"
She looked at him in embarrassment, "It's hard to talk about this kind of thing, it depends on fate. The master must be able to do what he says, and I am not a stone-hearted person."
An agreement was almost reached quickly. He knew in his heart that he actually envied Rong Shi, the peaceful relationship between them, and the gentle 'wave' in Song Yin's eyes when she faced him. It would be great if one day she could be so kind to him. After a person climbs to a certain height, loneliness becomes stronger than ever. He needs someone to share his achievements with, not Bo'er Zijin or any concubine, only her. She has extensive knowledge, and as a person with experience in officialdom, her perspective is broader than that of a woman raised in a boudoir. She could understand what he said, and she would not blindly say "Long live the Lord is right" like those concubines often said. He has no shortage of people to flatter him, and he is tired of hearing too many good words. He needs someone with whom he can talk freely and even give advice.
"Since you made a three-part agreement with me, can I also make a request?" He looked at her face and said, "You and Rong Shi can no longer have contact with each other, is that possible? I know that all the eunuchs and ladies in the Forbidden City are It won¡¯t be difficult for you to see him behind my back if I want to make you look three-faced.¡±
What will happen if we see you? Now she can only hope that their plan will succeed. If the eldest brother can regain the throne, she will not be canonized by him, and she may be reunited with Rongshi one day in the future. On the contrary, even if it is the lowest promise, it will be impossible to get back on track. In the end, she will probably be assigned to the widow's courtyard like the late emperor's concubines, and Qiu Yuwutong will end her life from now on. Killing gods is a technical job.
She agreed, "I won't have any contact with him, but the master has to promise me not to touch him at all. Only when he is safe can I slowly take my heart back. Otherwise, I will care about him all my life, and I will have to live up to the master's kindness."
To be honest, he was a little angry. After all, she was always facing Rong Shi and had no intention of living with him. But then I thought about it, just like she said, everyone is already by his side. As long as she can endure it, even if she is a stubborn rock, one day a drop of water will penetrate it.
He repeatedly tolerated and said calmly, "As long as you have me in your eyes, I promise not to tolerate the truth. And Cheng Zi, after the wedding is over, just transfer him out of the capital." It seemed that they were having a good conversation, and he said to her Raising glasses, "Are we done?"
She held the gold cup in both hands and clinked it with him, "Master is as good as his word, so I thank you first."
This can be regarded as a sweetener, sheIt has thorns all over its body, which can sting people if not handled properly. After stroking along, the thorns on her body were put down, and he dared to hug her tightly.
He couldn't hold back his joy. The several times they met in the duty room of the Ministry of Internal Affairs were tense, especially the last time, that incident had a shadow on him. He thought he was incapable of doing anything, being so shameless at such a critical moment. Later, he tried it and it finally worked, so he felt relieved. In fact, when she came, he was a little eager to try, at least to make up for the regrets from that time. But she had already said that she would never see him again. What he wanted was not only her body, but more importantly her mind and soul. There are so many women in the palace, who wouldn't come as soon as you are called and leave as soon as you wave them away? He has no shortage of women, so he keeps her around him and doesn't touch her until he can't bear it anymore.
There was an indescribable excitement in his heart, almost as much as when he first arrived at Dabao. Looking at her under the lamp, he couldn't say enough good things about her. He always felt that her facial features, expression, and gestures were all what he had dreamed of. He felt safe, and it was strange that as long as she was here, he really didn't want anything else. Maybe his way of expressing love is different from others, but it comes from the heart, no less than Rong Shi.
He cupped his chin and looked at her. He was too embarrassed to look at her any longer, so he glanced at her and quickly looked away. She held her sleeve and gave him some snacks, and he took the opportunity to take another look, filled with joy.
Songyin only did not pay attention, but lamented in his heart that he and Rongshi were both childish. The difference was that Mr. Rong was naughty and he was just arrogant.
"My palace is here. You can stay here. There is no need to find another place. Every palace has its chief position. You have no position. If you go there, you will be neither fish nor fowl. It is better to stay with me." He happily thought of something for her. , "Don't live in the enclosed room, which is the couch of the imperial 'female' officer. Live in the Hongde Hall. The back room is quiet and no one will disturb you. Just go to the Dongnuan Pavilion and wait for me when I leave the court." , just let me see you right away. "President Amnesia, don't cheat on me."
She bowed in response and asked: "What will the Ministry of Internal Affairs do? I'm not here, and my grandmother is not worthy"
Mentioning the statement made him feel guilty and embarrassed, asking for a daughter but humiliating his father like this He thought about it and said, "After all, the House of Internal Affairs belongs to your Tong family, and I can't forgive you now that the owner has changed. So. Now, let Lu Run act as the agent for the time being, and when your Ama gets better, you can hand it over to him to take care of."
She pursed her lips and said nothing. She had to obey people's orders now. She could live wherever he said. He could see her when he wanted to see her. He could continue to be on duty if he wanted Amma to continue to be on duty Songyin always felt ashamed. For the old lady and her parents, because she strives for perfection, the whole family is in panic all day long. Now she dare not say that she has figured it out, at least she has given in and tried her best to take care of Tong Rong's family, and finally feels at ease. Just like what she said to Mrs. Rong at that time, even if she couldn't be with Rong Shi, she would try her best to help him. Their rebellion this time is not foolproof. Although the two yellow flag guards in the palace only occupy less than 20%, the Yulin guards outside the imperial city are all the emperor's personal troops. To restrain that force, the prince must be used They push the bottom of the box. Of course it would be best if we can fight without losing any blood. If nothing happens, we can always save our lives.
The moon's "color" is quite good, but her heart is desolate here, but there is a horse riding Juechen coming from outside the city. The city gate was tightly closed, and the gate was too deep. Two huge white gauze lanterns swayed, illuminating a pair of eyes shrouded in cold mist under the brim of the hat. He rode his horse to the front of the city, led his subordinates forward with swords, and stood with his back straight like a door god. He raised his hand and said, "Anyone who breaks into the forbidden door at night will be killed!"
He raised his official hat, threw his belt badge over, and raised his hand: "The minister of the bodyguard, Rong Shi, has been ordered to return to the capital."
Naturally, a first-class official is not as strict about entering and exiting the city as ordinary people. As evidenced by his belt card, the leader quickly turned back and signaled to his soldiers, and Fu swept his sleeves and beat him a thousand times, "This is the duty of a slave. I don't dare to make my own opinions. I have to report back to the military gate before I can be released. Please wait a moment, sir."
He was noncommittal. As soon as he was on the horse, his heart had already rushed into the Forbidden City. When he got the news, he almost went crazy. It was all his fault. The plan was so big that he couldn't even save his wife, so why should he be a man! In fact, he knew everything that happened in the city, and he always reminded himself to put the overall situation first. Now that Songyin was forced into the palace, it became the straw that broke the camel's back. The country belongs to his Wu Ya clan, and everything is in his pocket, so he can do anything about it! There are so many twists and turns in supporting the eldest brother, it would be better to go directly to Qianqing Palace to take the life of the Dog Emperor. He could endure any kind of hatred, but the hatred of seizing his wife could not be tolerated. He thought Songyin was too strong, thinking that not involving her would be a way to protect her, but that was not the case. The emperor's obsession was so deep that in the end he took it openly and openly. Then he would solve it in a man's way. Even if he died, he would be beaten to the point of being unable to get out of bed for the rest of his life.
The ten fingers under the horseshoe sleeves tightly clasped the horse's reins, and the spring night was still chilly. He pursed his lips tightly, and his face??Looking like a Rakshasa under the pale light, it is frightening to see. The sound of footsteps came down from the tower, it was the nine gate admirals who were guarding the city. He looked up, dismounted, waited for someone to come closer, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I have to trouble Brother Jiayan today. I have an order. When the palace door opens, I must immediately enter the palace to repeat the order. It's so annoying in the middle of the night." You are so sorry."
The Admiral of the Nine Sects was initially ranked as the second rank, but later he was promoted to the first rank. He was a military attach¨¦ like him, and his position was almost the same. When he met him, he had to cheer up and greet him with a smile.
Cheng Xiu glanced at him indifferently. They were both on duty at the guard office together, but later they were appointed officials and went their separate ways. Their positions are different. In fact, they are from the party of the late emperor, and he is from the party of the King of Yu. Now that Prince Yu has ascended to the throne, he vigorously promotes his close associates. As the Admiral of the Nine Gates, he naturally has to guard the gates for his master.
"Since it is an edict, is there a handwriting?"
Rong Shi grinned, "Where did the secret order come from in handwriting?"
"Secret order? That's just a lie." Cheng Xiu also smiled at him, "I'm sorry I can't let you into the city. Look at what time it is now. If it weren't for a major military incident and an urgent eight hundred miles, there wouldn't be a start in the middle of the night. The rules of the city gate. Last time Jiangnan Road was flooded, the water was even up to the calf. I went to Beijing to deliver the memorial in writing, instead of just waiting until the fifth watch. Well, I got a few taels. Tea, please drink tea. You can stay in my yamen for the rest of the night and wait until daybreak before entering the city."
He raised his little finger and scratched his temples, "This can't be done. If the master blames you later, I will definitely bring trouble to you." He looked at him sideways, "We are officials in the same court and serve the same master, so we always have to look after each other. Who hasn't? When you are in trouble, just like you" He looked around and said in a low voice, "You passed away just three days after being promoted to the imperial court. According to the Daqin system, you should go home and mourn for three years. But Ding You stayed. , your official career will be damaged. You didn¡¯t go back! Let me calculate, it will only be three years in July, right? You are not right. Even though you are serving as an errand for the master, you cannot ignore human ethics. Our Daqin is the most filial. , if your father died and your mother died and you didn¡¯t stay in mourning, you should be late, look at your sin"
Cheng Xiu broke into a cold sweat at what he said, knowing that he was prepared. This person was born in a sticky area, and he was full of bad ideas. If he kept talking, he would pull out some bezoar dog treasures, so he dismissed them quickly to show his seriousness. He quickly waved his hand back and said, "Open the city gate!"
He got on his horse, smiled and handed him over, "Thank you, Mr. Cheng, for your accommodation."
Cheng Xiu reluctantly returned the greeting and watched as he galloped his horse and whipped his horse and disappeared at the end of the dark street - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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