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That night her son died, and in a moment of desperation she used a palace maid's child as his replacement.
As for the children born to other concubines and Qi Wenyu, she was sometimes in a bad mood, and when the time, place and people were right, she would go to another place to vent her anger.
Over the years, the queen is not quite sure which princes and princesses are of true blood and which are of false blood.
All the children who were exposed to the imperial palace eventually developed similar personalities, except for the crown prince, who always had a kind heart.
It's quite rare.
She had done many wrong things in her life, and her hands were stained with blood. Giving the world a benevolent ruler could be considered as atonement.
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Early the next morning, many people gathered in the busiest market in the capital, risking their lives to discuss the biggest events that had happened in recent days.
A gossipy person will gossip even at the risk of his life.
"Tell me, who wants to kill that person?"
"I don't know. The palace is keeping it a secret and I can't get any information out."
"Really? I have a good friend who works in the palace. According to him, he is a man of the Jianghu!"
"People from the Jianghu? Why? Haven't the government and the Jianghu always kept to themselves?"
"He said he was here to seek revenge!"
"!! Seeking revenge?"
"What revenge are you seeking? Tell me, little brother."
"That's a long story. Has the Miao family heard of it?" A man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks asked mysteriously.
Most people in the crowd didn't know about them, but a few had heard of them. "The Miaojiang Gu Tribe! They're incredibly terrifying. It's said they used Gu insects to massacre several villages. But that was forty years ago. The Miao were wiped out by martial artists, and gradually, no one mentioned them anymore. But I have an uncle who was a villager in those villages, so I've always remembered them."
"Now that you mention it, I remember that the Miao family is so scary."
"But what does this have to do with the Miao family?"
The man said, "The Miao family is a walking poisonous insect. Everyone in the martial arts world hates them and avoids them. But, that person secretly changed the name of the Miao girl and hid her in there—" The man pointed in the direction of the harem, "The girl named Zhu."
Everyone: “!!!”
The man said, "After the jianghu people found out, they sneaked in and took that pearl..." The man wiped his neck, "That person has been holding a grudge against this and has been persecuting those heroes who uphold justice for years. Those heroes are from the same sect, hidden in Qinghe County. He took advantage of the flood and sent many guards in disguise to kill these heroes!"
"This is so unreasonable! How can you do this during a flood?"
"For a Miao girl, he actually did this? I thought he was a kind person. I was really blind!"
"How is this possible? This is too unbelievable! Are you kidding me?!"
The man said, "What nonsense do I have to say? This is all told to me by my good friend in the palace. Every word I say is from the bottom of my heart. If you don't believe me, I won't say it anymore! There's no point in wasting your breath. I'm not charging you any money!"
"No, no, little brother, please say a little more. Does your friend have anything else to say?"
"If you don't believe it, don't listen! Just go! No one is stopping you or forcing you to listen!"
"That's right, and what this little brother said is true. I have an aunt who lives in Qinghe County, and she mentioned in her letter that when Qinghe County was flooded, there were indeed villains hiding among the people and killing people! Now it all matches up! It's absolutely true!"
There was also an old man standing in the crowd. He was a famous storyteller in the city. He always loved to listen to what people said in the market so that he could use it to tell stories.
These days, the old stories have been told almost all, and not many people come to the teahouse.
Hearing this, the old man's eyes lit up.
That night he went back and wrote a story.
The male protagonist based on that person is called Bai Shan, and the female protagonist is called Miao Zhu. The book tells the love story between them that is unacceptable to the world.
Soon, this book became a big hit in the capital city, and the old storyteller was a little scared when he realized it belatedly.
He was afraid that he would get into trouble, but to his surprise, no one bothered him at all.
Some people even paid money to adapt his script into an opera.
Opera continued to be very popular, and the Empress Dowager in the palace especially loved watching it.
This book has been passed down from generation to generation, and everyone who has heard or read it can't help but curse.
Knowing that Bai Shan in the play was based on Emperor Youchang, they would drag the emperor out from time to time and whip his corpse.
Chapter 105 He is not a cat, he is a leopard wolf
After waking up from a nap, Ji Yunxi found that she had her period.
Five days earlier than last month.
With the right time, place and people, Ji Yunxi began to make plans.
She sat in front of the dressing table and changed into the Liuxian dress that had just been delivered by the cloth shop.
The skirt is simple in style, but the color is very special. The hem is a gradient pomegranate red, and the waist belt is tied with a white gauze, which makes the figure look extremely graceful.
Ji Yunxi asked her maid to put a feather flower between her eyebrows, and finally applied some incense from the Western Regions.
The fragrance of the Western Regions is much bolder and richer than Dayu’s, and some are closer to modern perfumes.
The one she wore had a top note of magnolia and orange blossom, a middle note of light tonka bean and amber, and a base note of musk with a hint of rose.
She liked it very much when Ji Yunxi painted it before.
As it turned out, Wu Weian liked it too.
She applied a little before going to bed that night, and Wu Weian lost his usual gentleness and meticulousness, becoming a little scary.
But after that night, Ji Yunxi never used this fragrance again. Even though Wu Weian persuaded her several times later, she never used it again.
Until today.
Ji Yunxi stood up, put the opened letter on the table back into the envelope, took a sandalwood box that the owner of Kaitai Manor in Liangzhou had personally delivered a few days ago, hooked her red lips in front of the mirror, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes, and went to the Liangzhou government office.
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