Floating White
Prince Ping plotted rebellion, and the wedding of the emperor and empress ended in vain.
Empress Yang was disturbed by the rebels and was extremely worried and frightened. She cried from noon to dusk and fainted into sleep. She was carried to Zhongzheng Hall by the female officials beside the emperor.
After this departure, Empress Yang was trapped in Zhongzheng Hall for many years and was carefully raised by female officials.
A five-year-old child was put under so much pressure by the Taiji Palace that he could not breathe. I felt guilty, of course, just guilty.
The fault is not mine.
When Concubine Zheng first heard about Prince Ping's rebellion, she was so nervous that she stepped on empty air and injured her foot.
When I went there, Concubine Xian was injured and kneeling outside Xingqing Palace, asking the Empress Dowager for help.
The wedding gifts for the Emperor and Empress were piled up a thousand stories high.
I ate the wedding cake while listening to Concubine Zheng crying.
The virtuous concubine begged the empress dowager, saying that she wanted to go to the Zhongzheng Hall to worship Buddha with the empress. The empress dowager scolded her that it was useless, but finally nodded and agreed to her wish.
Madam Zheng entered the palace to become a noble concubine and enjoy a luxurious life.
In the Tai Chi Palace, there is yin and yang, blessing and misfortune, nobility and humbleness, life and death.
Xingqing Palace, Yongle Hall, the fire at the bottom of the cliff, the snow on the mountain, it will not be over until people are burned to ashes or annihilated.
Less than a month after entering the palace, Madam Zheng had tasted all the hardships of Taiji Palace. Like me, she wanted to cut off her tail to survive. She would rather worship Buddha than serve His Majesty and the Queen Mother anymore.
King Ping, the throne is gone, his dignity is gone, and all his power is dead.
The rebellious king was deposed as a king by the sage, his surname Li was removed by the sage, and he was demoted to a commoner by the sage.
The Li Sanlang whom I hated the most became a bald criminal without a surname or a clan name.
I was so overjoyed that I lost myself in joy.
King Ping was the mastermind, and the Feng family was an accomplice.
The law does not tolerate mercy on her own son, grandson, brother, and nephew. The Queen Mother wants to kill and wipe out all the rebels.
Sanlang's death is just around the corner.
Unfortunately, the emperor loved Concubine Feng and was partial to her and bent the law to protect her, so he finally let her go.
Li San was guilty of treason and should have been beheaded in public, but the sage changed it to exile in Qianzhou.
"A source of disaster!" Empress Dowager Feng cursed the Imperial Concubine, "She should be exiled to Qianzhou..."
Beautiful women can bring disaster to a country.
I cannot rest in peace if Li San cannot die in Chang'an.
Concubine Feng was indeed the biggest disaster for Li Chaotian.
As for exiling the imperial concubine to Guizhou, the saint could not bear it.
"There are still some unfinished business with the Emperor..."
Empress Dowager Feng ordered me to go to Your Majesty's residence immediately.
It was dark and the stars were shining. Outside the Yongle Palace, Concubine Feng had already hit her head and broke it.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
The concubine's cries were deafening. I could hear them, and the saint could hear them too.
"It was Prince Ping who plotted rebellion. It was Prince Ping who had long harbored rebellious intentions. It was Prince Ping who held the Feng family hostage. My grandfather had no choice but to do so. My brothers have never suffered the slightest hardship since they were young. Qianzhou was so barren, with no grass growing and even livestock unable to survive. My father and mother were nobles in Chang'an. How could they have endured such hardship? Your Majesty, he is also your uncle!"
Rebellion and treason are such serious crimes that the only punishment is imprisonment and exile, but the imperial concubine still feels that the saint is not partial enough to protect her.
I sighed in my heart that she was arrogant because of her favor, and she didn't know her limits, and didn't know what was good or bad. Did she want the Li family to hand over the throne to their Feng family?
When Concubine Feng saw me, she pulled my skirt and was about to say something, but swallowed it back.
Although she swallowed the words, they suddenly came to her mind again. I saw her going back and forth, and I didn't know which evil thought she was really thinking about.
Huoshui kowtowed to me, her tears falling on me. "My lady, my father's crimes are heinous and unforgivable. The Saint has sentenced the Feng family to exile in Guizhou. Nine out of ten people will die. This is already a severe punishment. I beg you to have mercy on me, please have mercy on me. Don't take my grandfather and mother's lives. I am willing to work like a slave and serve you in Taiji Palace for the rest of my life... Saint, Your Majesty, I plead guilty on behalf of the Feng family. The Feng family is willing to be exiled. Your Majesty, your words are not joking!"
Why are you pulling me? I'm not a saint.
The imperial concubine continued to cry and beg, and I pulled back the hem of my skirt. Nine out of ten people died, and I just felt that it was far from enough.
The Feng family was plotting a rebellion, Concubine Feng was kneeling, and Concubine Xue beside her was also kneeling?
I took another look, and Noble Lady Zhu saw the situation and told me, "Ms. Xue has been extremely disrespectful to the Queen and has been kneeling here for a whole day and night."
Empress Yang was young, but no matter her age, the empress was the empress. Who dared to disrespect her?
The saint's mood is unpredictable, and Concubine Xue takes advantage of her power to bully others. Li Jialang and Xue Jianiang are also a natural match.
In the past, when they were in the palace, Prince Qing loved Mrs. Xue’s beautiful appearance. When they arrived at Taiji Palace, the late emperor loved the Queen Mother’s wisdom and justice.
The late emperor was a good sage, but the late emperor was not a good husband.
When he was alive, he teased the two women to compete with each other for beauty. Even after he died, the women's fight continued endlessly.
If she is pretty, she will be the favored concubine; if her beauty fades, she will be abandoned; if she is profitable, she will be the virtuous queen; if she is not profitable, she will be despised.
The previous emperor was like this, the new emperor is like this, and most of the Li family members and sons are like this.
But I don’t understand. The Queen just entered the palace during the day. How could Concubine Xue be so disrespectful?
Disrespectful language is equally hateful.
I looked at Concubine Xue Shu, and Concubine Xue Shu looked at me.
Neither side is convinced.
Mr. Zhu pushed the door open and I followed him into the hall. Mr. Zhu then stepped back and tried to close the door.
"Don't move," I said.
It was dark and the palace doors were closed. Although I didn't know what the Saint was thinking, I could do whatever he wanted. This wasn't the first time he had bullied and humiliated me, so I could just let the palace servants watch.
The wind outside the hall is cold, but there is warm fragrance inside the hall.
The saint wore no outer garments, his clothes were disheveled, and his three thousand strands of hair were tangled all over his body, obedient yet unyielding.
I looked at him, and he was still as handsome and clear-minded as ever, but his demeanor was not as upright as before.
He brought with him the coolness of ink and the freshness of water.
The emperor's wedding.
An indescribable joy spread across his face. This expression was different from the one when the new monarch ascended the throne. On that day, he was still a little uneasy, but now he was filled with arrogance and composure, as if he had held great power and the outcome was already decided.
Except for his younger brother who coveted his throne, the saint's joy was evident on his face.
There was a small jade fish in his hand. He touched it again and again, looked at it again and again, held it in his hand, and couldn't let it go.
I have seen the military token, it is not.
The weather is so cool now, but the palace is warm like spring.
With double happiness, people will naturally glow from within.
The saint walked slowly towards me, and Your Majesty told me that he had the fish token of the Marquis of Luoyang in his hand.
My fish charm.
The little fish made me lose my composure and dazzled me.
The saint spoke to me very close, and I could not avoid him at all.
"Ayan, there is a girl in the house of Queen Ping. She is now four months pregnant, but we don't know the gender of the baby in her belly. What should I do?" asked the sage.
I replied, "The sons of the rebellious king and the descendants of criminals, regardless of gender, will naturally be exiled to Qianzhou together."
As the saint spoke, three thousand strands of hair quietly wrapped around my waist.
"The mother of the fetus?" asked the emperor.
I said, "Same crime."
"Very good, very good. I agree with you, but that woman's surname is Feng..."
Last name: Feng.
"It's Rudi..."
It is like a reed.
My heart sank like a dead fish to the bottom of the lake.
"The imperial edict has been issued, and the emperor cannot change his order overnight. If you want to save her, you can only pray for the birth of a prince or princess in the palace, and a general amnesty..."
The overwhelming momentum is that of the emperor and the monarch.
With joy hidden in his fingertips and pride in his hair, the sage asked me sternly, "Do you want the fish talisman, or do you want to save her?"
Without waiting for me to make a decision, the saint plucked out my golden hairpin.
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