Chapter 46: Unlucky Omen
Wen Yao had been feeling very anxious and restless since she left the Palace of Heavenly Purity. After enduring for a whole day, she went to the Palace of Heavenly Purity again. However, she was refused a visit on the grounds that she was busy with government affairs.
Wen Yao felt like the sky was falling, and stood outside the palace for a long time. Under Qing Rui's persuasion, she returned to the palace for the time being. The next day, she took sick leave and did not attend the morning meeting. She waited outside the Qianqing Palace for the emperor to leave the court.
This time I got to see the royal carriage.
Wen Yao knelt down in front of the palace gate and said anxiously, "Your Majesty, I really know that I was wrong. I sent someone to see Miao Da Ying yesterday and gave her medicine. I will never embarrass her again!"
When the sedan chair landed, Pei Yan glanced at her and said, "I know that the saints said that knowing one's mistakes and being able to correct them is the greatest virtue. I am very pleased with your behavior."
Wen Yao raised her head and looked at him: "Then why didn't your majesty see me yesterday?"
Pei Yan was helped down from the sedan by Cheng Fu and coughed softly, "I have been very busy these days and I really don't want to see the people in the harem. You can go back."
Before Wen Yao could say anything, Pei Yan had already walked past her and entered the palace.
Cheng Shouzhong followed slowly behind with a whisk in his hand, but before he could go in, he was stopped by Wen Yao.
"Eunuch Cheng, please stay. I have something to ask you."
Cheng Shouzhong paused, thinking that he was waiting for you to ask.
He turned around, his face full of embarrassment: "What's the matter, Concubine Qing? I still have to serve His Majesty."
Qing Rui helped Wen Yao stand up, smiling: "It won't take up much of your time, our queen just wants to ask, is His Majesty really busy?"
Cheng Shouzhong and Qing Rui's eyes met and then separated. Cheng Shouzhong sighed, "How could this be false? Your Majesty has been guarding the northwest topographic map and planning military exercises for the past two days. He has been guarding for the entire day and has lost his appetite. His illness from the past few days has not completely healed. I'm afraid this will harm his health."
Wen Yao felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife, and could not help but angrily said: "Is Guo Zhenxiong a waste? You rely on Your Majesty for everything, so what's the point of having him as a marshal!"
"Ouch!" Cheng Shouzhong seemed to be startled: "You can't discuss politics in the harem, your Majesty, please be careful with your words."
Wen Yao barely suppressed her anger.
The last time Cheng Shouzhong mentioned this, she wrote a letter home to ask her father why he didn't go to the war. Her father told her not to worry about state affairs, as he had his own plans.
What are you planning? If you continue to plan, something bad will happen to your majesty!
"If only my father goes to war, Your Majesty won't have to work so hard?
Cheng Shouzhong looked helpless: "General Wen has always been invincible when he goes to war, Your Majesty doesn't need to worry about it, but who made Madam Wen sick at this time? It's really fate. Hey? Madam, are you leaving? Your Majesty, I will see you off!"
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Wen Mansion.
When Wen Huan received Wen Yao's letter, he was hanging out with his concubine in broad daylight.
There was a knock on the door, and the servant said outside, "Master! The young lady in the palace has sent an urgent letter home!"
Wen Huan immediately finished the task, put on his clothes hastily and went to open the door.
He snatched the letter from the servant's hand and tore it open quickly. Only when he saw the contents did his tense expression relax.
"Husband, what did Miss Thirteen say in her letter home?"
Wen Huan looked up and saw Aunt Zheng, with her clothes loose and her hair disheveled, walking slowly towards him.
He immediately told the boy to get out, then strode forward, hugged her and said, "It's nothing, a girl can't be kept when she grows up, she forced me to go to war for my nephew."
Aunt Zheng had a cold and beautiful face, like a fairy from another world, and her temperament was also shrouded in a faint sadness. She leaned against Wen Huan's broad chest and whispered, "Why doesn't my husband go to the war?"
Wen Huan smiled and said, "You won't understand what we men are talking about even if I tell you about it."
"I don't understand the affairs of the court, but I know my own heart."
Aunt Zheng looked up at him, her eyes sparkling. "I've had nightmares these past few days. I dreamed of my father, mother, brother, and sister. They blamed me for serving the general despite the deep hatred."
Wen Huan frowned.
It was only after he redeemed Zheng Yuezhao from the brothel that he found out that her house was raided because of him.
Back then, Wen Huan's nephew relied on his power to bully people in his hometown, abducted and imprisoned women, and imitated King Zhou of Shang to indulge in wine and women. When their fathers and husbands came to demand the people, he beat them to death. The incident was so serious that it eventually reached the capital. The late emperor was furious and wanted to settle accounts, but how could Wen Huan watch his own nephew die? So he found a suitable scapegoat, the local prefect Zheng Yuan.
He falsely accused his nephew of being instructed by Zheng Yuan to do everything he did, and that the women he had abducted were all presented to Zheng Yuan. This frame-up was certainly full of mistakes and omissions, but the late emperor was counting on him to fight in the war at that time, so he turned a blind eye and had Zheng Yuan tortured to death, raided the Zheng family's house, executed all the adult males, and made the female family members official prostitutes.
God knows that the Zheng family has such a beautiful daughter who is just what he likes.
Later, Wen Huan also wanted to help Yue Zhao find her relatives, but no one knew where her parents and brothers' bodies had been thrown. Only her sister was left, who was also forced to become a government prostitute and drifted to the south of the Yangtze River. But after inquiring, he found out that because of her violent temper, she tried to escape many times and was beaten to death by the brothel owner.
"If I had known it was your family, I would have found someone else to take the blame."
Wen Huan sincerely regretted.
Zheng Yuezhao's eyes were red and wet, and two lines of tears fell.
Wen Huan quickly wiped her tears and said, "Forget it, forget it. I will ask a senior monk to perform a ritual for your family in a few days so that they can be reincarnated as soon as possible. Just stop bothering you."
"We have performed many rituals, what's the point?" Zheng Yuezhao looked sad, grabbed Wen Huan's hand, and begged: "My husband, I heard from a Taoist priest not long ago that the murderous aura on the battlefield can best drive away evil spirits. You should go to the battle and take me with you."
"No way!" Wen Huan refused without even thinking: "Who is talking nonsense? You are so timid that you must be scared to death after seeing the bloody fighting on the battlefield!"
Zheng Yuezhao said hurriedly, "I will not go to the front line. I will only serve the general in the camp. Countless people die on the battlefield every day. Maybe my father and his men are pestering me because they died unjustly and cannot find the way to the underworld. With so many dead souls leading the way, who knows, they will follow me!"
Wen Huan thought she was talking nonsense. If she really wanted to follow a ghost and leave, he would pick a few people to kill right now.
"My dear husband, I beg you..."
Zheng Yuezhao suddenly knelt down in front of him, and Wen Huan quickly pulled her: "Okay, okay! I'll take you with me! But you must remember not to walk outside the camp. There are a bunch of rude soldiers there, and they will scare you."
Zheng Yuezhao then stood up with tears in her eyes: "I will remember this. Thank you, my husband."
Wen Huan hugged her, comforting her and feeling sad.
He had no intention of going to the war.
The last time he received Yao'er's letter, he went to ask a senior monk to tell his fortune. The fortune was bad, and the interpretation said that he should not travel far.
Wen Huan has always been skeptical about these things, but they had always been good luck in the past, but this time it turned out to be bad luck. He couldn't help but feel unlucky and felt uncomfortable.
Anyway, he originally wanted Guo Zhenxiong to lose a battle and destroy the prestige of his adopted nephew, so he planned to stay in the capital city honestly.
But now the daughters in the palace and the concubines at home are all begging him to go to the war.
Then go ahead. As for these things about ghosts and gods, haha, only women believe in them!
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