Chapter 713: Strategy for the Blind Villain (9)
"Your Highness, let's see who dares to take Lord Mingzhu's life!" The palace door was pushed open, and a woman in a crimson palace dress came in against the light.
Qu Mingzhu's hand wavered for a moment, but fortunately he won the bet and successfully waited for her.
Although he was willing to be loyal to the people, he was not a pedantic person and would not give up his life in vain.
Last night, he secretly sent someone to send a letter to the eldest princess, asking her to help today.
The eldest princess stood in front of her brother, her eyes as red as the palace dress on her body, and her voice was disguised with strength, "Are you really going to be so cruel to us?"
The emperor was obviously surprised by her arrival and avoided her eyes, "Why are you here, elder sister?"
"Everyone else, step down." The eldest princess shook her sleeves and sat in the seat where he should have sat. His eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Qu Mingzhu knelt quietly on the ground. He knew that he had escaped from this war.
"Why am I here? You should ask Your Majesty this question." Princess Ji Yun threw away the precious inkstone on his desk and choked up. "Wanhua doesn't know what she owed Your Majesty in her previous life. She got pregnant unexpectedly before she got married. She was forced to separate from her son after ten months of pregnancy and delivery. Her son was born blind. Her husband died on the day of her wedding. She became famous for being a jinx and has stayed indoors ever since. She watched her son secretly grow up to the age of fourteen and thought he could have a stable life, but Your Majesty wanted to kill him! Has Your Majesty ever thought that he is my life!"
"Ji Yun, you are so bold!"
"I am indeed bold. I know I am bold. I know that if I hadn't gone to the Grand Tutor to tell him about something, His Majesty wouldn't have remembered that he had such a blind son. His Majesty dotes on the Queen, everyone in the harem knows that. His Majesty has long appointed the Queen's son as the Crown Prince, everyone knows that. But Your Majesty, Wanhua doesn't ask for anything, but only wants to be able to maintain the mother-son relationship with Jingrong. Are you going to be so cruel?" She just looked at him, crystal tears rolling down from her eyes one by one, dripping onto the landscape painting he hadn't finished yet, smudged a large area of ink.
The emperor was distracted by her calling him "Wanhua" and stood there for a long time without saying a word.
"Your Majesty, Jingrong was born blind. What impact will it have on Lu'er? Don't you understand Wanhua's feelings for you? Jingrong is my life." She approached him step by step, and finally knelt at his feet, hugged his wrist and begged, "Wanhua has been with you since she was fourteen years old. She has sacrificed her life to get rid of the powerful ministers for you. I pity you and feel sorry for Wanhua. Please spare Jingrong's life."
The emperor closed his eyes and exhaled deeply. When he opened his eyes again, there was a rare tenderness in his eyes, "Eldest sister, please get up. If others see you and me like this, they will be suspicious."
"Your Majesty, Wanhua only asks you to spare Jingrong's life. Wanhua can swear with her life that Jingrong will never do anything that harms the country and the people." She knelt on the ground tightly, determined not to get up unless he forgave her.
In the silence of the hall, Qu Mingzhu thought of the three of them who were still immature for many years.
At that time, the emperor was not the emperor, but one of the many princes of the previous emperor; the eldest princess was not the eldest princess now, but one of the many princesses of the previous emperor; he had not yet become the imperial tutor of the dynasty, but was just the son of a rebellious minister, a scholar waiting to pass the imperial examination.
The prince always went out of the house, and the princess always accompanied him. The three of them talked about everything together, and there were endless joys every day.
He passed the imperial examination, the prince succeeded to become the new emperor, and the princess was promoted to the eldest princess and married a powerful official and then became a widow.
The original affection gradually drifted away.
The emperor finally agreed to the eldest princess's request. Qu Jingrong's life was saved, but Qu Mingzhu was not happy at all.
Ji Yun comforted him with a few words, saying that being with the emperor is like being with a tiger, and he just needs to be extra careful in the future.
Qu Mingzhu stopped her as she was about to leave in the sedan chair, "Have you been happy these years?"
Ji Yun lowered the bead curtain, "Who cares whether you are happy or not. As long as you are alive, you should be content." She had consumed a lot of past affection today, so she should be more cautious from now on.
Qu Mingzhu raised her hand and pressed her broken neck, her fingers digging deep into it.
There were some things that he had originally not thought about. However... However...
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Ji Yucheng had been in the palace for several days, and he felt more and more bored. He remembered the little pepper he met at the flower and bird market that day, so he recruited the eunuch who accompanied him out of the palace that day, and asked him to find the girl.
In less than a day, there was a result.
After disguising himself, he went to the Taifu Mansion.
When he came, Shi Yi was practicing calligraphy with Qu Jingrong.
Qu Jingrong had made great progress in his studies, and Shi Yi hired several carpenters to carve books for him. Fearing that he would not be able to absorb well, he specially stipulated that he should take a break every three days to practice calligraphy in the morning to cultivate his character.
Qu Jingrong always abided by her arrangements. Today was the first day that Shi Yi accompanied him to practice calligraphy. He held the pen obediently, allowing Shi Yi to hold his hand and write invisible words on the paper.
"What word did you just write?" Shi Yi stopped after each word and waited for his answer.
"Wind." The boy answered affirmatively. Shi Yi smiled with satisfaction, "You are worthy of being my brother, smart."
Ji Yucheng, who was standing outside the courtyard gate, thought to himself, isn't this literacy? The boy should be about ten years old, and he doesn't even know the word "wind", isn't he a fool? !
However, the person was not wrong, it was her, the daughter of Master Qu, Qu Shiyi. This did show her gentle side. It's just that, are these two siblings too close?
The housekeeper saw that the master's disciple had been looking at the young master's side yard, and reminded him, "Mr. Jia, the master's study is in front, we have to walk for a while."
"Oh, let's keep going forward." Ji Yucheng didn't want him to be suspicious, so he walked away.
Qu Jingrong, who was practicing calligraphy, relaxed his ears. The man who had been staying outside the door had never been to the mansion before. He sounded about eighteen or nineteen years old. What was he looking for Master Qu for?
"Qu Jingrong, keep writing for me. You can only eat after you fill a piece of paper." Shi Yi pinched his arm deliberately, "I'm going to rest on the side, you are not allowed to be lazy."
She knew that he was blind, and reading and writing were difficult for him, but people must be valuable to live long.
Since Qu Jingrong got to know her (he thought so), he automatically put everything she did into an explanation filter in his mind and no longer held any resentment. Now, he even regarded her "encouragement" as a kind of concern, and he was full of motivation to study.
(End of this chapter)
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