060.Nickname

The Taimiao of Dajin was built on the outskirts of the city three years before the death of Emperor Taizu. The front hall was built on a white marble pedestal, and the aisle had a white marble carved path with reliefs of two dragons playing with pearls, a lion rolling an embroidered ball, and sea water and river cliffs. The spirits of the royal family were enshrined in the front hall.

After the ancestor worship, the imperial tomb had to be cleaned. Normally, this was done by clan members. However, apart from the two in the capital, the only lineage of the Rong family was the lineage of Prince Ning who lived far away in Danzhou. The emperor could not summon the Regent Prince, so he could only join in the worship and cleanup.

After three days of fasting, the Regent and the Emperor left the palace, finished their sacrifice at the Imperial Ancestral Temple before noon, and then went to the Imperial Mausoleum to sweep the tombs.

The original owner had guarded the imperial mausoleum for several years. It was a palace built on top of an underground palace, and Rong Xu was buried underneath.

When Rong Se stepped into the imperial mausoleum, he thought of his own luxurious private residence.

The founding emperor thought that his mausoleum was under strict supervision and would be immune to tomb robbers. Unfortunately, he did not expect that his own tomb was being robbed, and the burial objects had already been collected by the original owner, including the imperial tombs of Rongxu and others, and none of them were spared.

Rong Jing suddenly asked, "Why don't you see the Queen Mother? Isn't the Queen Mother here guarding the tomb for my father?"

The imperial mausoleum had long been replaced by Rong Se, who now lowered his head and said, "The Queen Mother is in the Golden Palace at the back, concentrating on worshipping Buddha. I'm afraid it's inconvenient for her to meet Your Majesty."

Rong Jing said coldly: "I can't even see the Queen Mother?"

The palace guards of the imperial mausoleum refused to budge, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. The Empress Dowager has been praying to the late emperor and reciting scriptures day and night, so she really has no time to see you."

Rong Se lowered his brows and sneered imperceptibly, saying in a cold tone: "The Queen Mother and the late Emperor were deeply in love."

The palace maids echoed: "That's right."

Rong Jing had never worried about the safety of Empress Dowager Cao before, but now that he was in the imperial mausoleum and the palace maids were forbidding him to see his biological mother, he couldn't help but think too much.

How could Rong Se be so kind as to let his mother guard the imperial tomb?

There must be something fishy going on here. Maybe he had been eliminated long ago under the pretext of guarding the imperial mausoleum, otherwise how could there be no news for such a long time?

The more Rong Jing thought about it, the more frightened he became. He also felt that this was possible. He pursed his lips and raised his chin slightly: "If that's the case, then I will greet my mother outside the door. Even if my mother doesn't want to see me, I have come here anyway, so I must show my filial piety."

He insisted on seeing her, but Rong Se did not agree to his request. When the palace maid gave her an inquiring look, she raised her lips indifferently and winked to walk away.

The palace maid immediately understood, "Your Majesty, it is better not to disturb the Queen's meditation."

Seeing this, Rong Jing became more certain of his guess.

Cao Lun doted on his sister and was obsessed with rescuing Empress Dowager Cao. Rong Jing knew that if he knew about this, his uncle would be furious. After thinking about it, he did not feel sad at all and only felt secretly happy.

"That's it." Rong Jing pretended to be unwilling and calculated silently in his heart.

It was already dusk when we returned to the city.

After all, it was a ceremony to worship the ancestors, and Rongse's black stand-up collar robe covered up the kiss marks that had not yet disappeared. Lan Ying, who came out of the house to greet him, did not notice anything unusual at all, and happily followed Rongse and chirped, "Master, you are finally back, and Uncle Liu also let you go. These days I have been eating at Fushenglou, and their cooking skills are not as good as yours!"

Yun Chu tapped Lan Ying's neck and whispered, "You are so disrespectful."

Lan Ying glanced at him faintly, "A person who has eaten the master's cooking for three days has no right to say such things!"

Yun Chu was silent, with a strange expression on his face.

...It wasn't even three days. After all, it was only the second day in the palace, and the master was unable to cook. He even slept past dinner time that day.

As for the reason.

It’s that damn Marquis Dingbei!

Rong Se paused slightly when he heard the brother and sister talking.

Liang Shenyu did not return home with him. He settled down in Jinbeiqi outside the city. They had been almost inseparable in the palace these days. He felt inexplicably lonely without him by his side.

"Okay, you two." Rong Se smiled as usual, "If you want to eat, you have to work first. How are the preparations going?"

Lan Ying was always reliable in her work, and she immediately said seriously, "Master, don't worry, it will be foolproof."

"That's good." Rong Se lowered his eyes slightly.

It depends on whether Rong Jing dares to make a move.

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At night, the emperor secretly summoned Cao Lun to the palace.

Cao Lun thought he was worried about the arrangements for the imperial mausoleum, so after paying his respects, he said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured. Even if tonight's plan cannot force the Regent Prince to hand over power, it will definitely make him lose the support of the people."

Unexpectedly, Rong Jing shook his head, his face filled with worry, "I didn't come here to look for my uncle for this matter, I..."

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Cao Lun frowned and said, "Your Majesty, just tell me what you want to say."

Rong Jing stood up slowly, his eyes slightly red, and hesitantly whispered, "Today I went to the imperial mausoleum to pay respects, and I thought that my mother was also in the mausoleum, so I wanted to see her, but the servants in the mausoleum blocked me and refused to let me see her. Uncle, I am worried that my mother...did she encounter any accident in the mausoleum?"

Cao Lun had always looked down on him for being so cowardly, but after hearing this, he could no longer care about anything else. He stared in amazement and shouted, "Your Majesty, are you serious?"

Rong Jing said softly: "I don't know the safety of my mother, but Rong Se sent her to the imperial mausoleum and didn't let our people get close. Even I couldn't see her when I went there in person. I am really worried..."

Cao Lun's face darkened.

He knew his sister's temperament best. She had been spoiled by her parents and brothers since she was a child. Rong Xu was not a favored prince in his life, and his sister had never suffered any grievances after she got married. When Rong Xu ascended the throne, she would be the most honorable queen in the harem.

Because of this, she found it difficult to accept the existence of Concubine Yan. Cao Lun knew that his sister would definitely not treat the Regent and his mother well, and even the death of Concubine Yan...

The King Regent was old enough to remember things at the time, so it is possible that he killed his sister out of revenge.

After thinking it over, Cao Lun managed to remain calm and said, "Not necessarily. If the Queen Mother really met with an accident, the Regent could just spread the word that the Queen Mother died suddenly or died of longing for the late Emperor. Why would he hide her and not allow visitors..."

Having said this, Cao Lun suddenly felt cold all over.

If he is alive, why don't you allow people to see him?

That must be...something that cannot be shown to others.

He knew the methods of the Regent King. He was used to using torture in prison. If... If...

Cao Lun clenched his fists and whispered, "The Regent is ruthless. Even if the queen's life is not harmed, she will definitely not have an easy life. No, we have to bring the queen back to the palace as soon as possible!"

Rong Jing's fingertips also turned cold because of this guess. He was just afraid of Rong Se's rage and cruelty. After calming down, he said in doubt: "Then, then uncle, we have to hurry up. As long as Rong Se is in power, you and I will be helpless about our mother's situation!"

"Wait." Cao Lun said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, you must be patient. He has the help of Dingbei Marquis, which means he has the Jinbei Cavalry in his hands. Don't underestimate him. Let's find a way to bring the queen back to the palace first."

Rong Jing paused, "What can uncle do?"

Cao Lun thought for a moment and said, "The Imperial Temple."

"Tai Miao?"

Cao Lun nodded slowly, "Isn't this our chance? The thieves are causing chaos, the queen mother is being humiliated, and our ancestors are furious—" His eyes were as dark as thunder, and he said in a deep voice, "Send down the punishment from heaven."

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A meteor shines through the sparse trees, the moon moves against the clouds, it is deep in the night.

Rongse came out of Canglan Nuan Pavilion and went back to his bedroom. He was tired from the journey, so he lay down listlessly, but he couldn't fall asleep for a while.

There seems to be a familiar smell on the pillow. ×|

The nobles of Dajin burned incense, but Liang Shenyu didn't seem to like it. Rong Se could only smell the scent of blue mountains and blue clouds from him, as if it came from the distant and misty mountains and rivers, or the morning dew in the mountains, and the fragrant grass after the rain.

It is unique in this world.

I didn't notice it before, but when the man was suddenly not on the couch, I felt extremely uncomfortable.

To put it in a more literary way, this seems like... missing someone.

It's strange, we've only been separated for less than half a day, why is it like this?

Rong Se buried himself in the pillow, vaguely heard the door opening, and then smelled the familiar, clear scent like fresh rain.

"I'm back." Liang Shenyu took off his outer robe, put on his narrow-sleeved undershirt and sat on the couch. He gently stroked the hair that fell on Rong Se's cheeks, "Are you asleep?"

"Not yet." Rong Se raised his head and immediately rested his head on Liang Shenyu's legs, revealing a pair of hazy sleepy eyes, "The Jinbei Cavalry is stranded in the capital, as for Qiangzhou..."

Liang Shenyu stroked the corner of his eye and said softly: "Don't worry, there are guards at the border."

Rong Se closed her eyes, her beautiful eyes were calm and gentle, "You are the commander-in-chief of Jinbei, what's the point of leaving the garrison behind? When will you go back?"

He tried hard to seem less hypocritical.

We have to get used to this separation.

Liang Shenyu realized something, was slightly stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "Prince, I am so happy."

"…What are you happy about?"

As soon as Rong Se finished speaking, a gentle kiss landed on the forehead.

"Prince Gao Xing couldn't bear to leave me."

They are both extremely stingy with their sincerity, but when they meet, they can't help but want to give all their sincerity to each other. They are naturally attracted to each other, just like a pair of incomplete jades from different time and space, which will fit perfectly once they meet.

Liang Shenyu sat back on the couch, gently stroking the slightly cool hair at the Regent's temples, as if he was touching satin.

"As long as the Xiongnu is not pacified, I will not be able to stay in the capital for long. In the past two years, the Xiongnu did not dare to invade at will, but they are still a sword hanging on the border of Dajin, Your Majesty——"

Liang Shenyu lowered his eyes.

He was also reluctant to leave Rongse. Love made him fragile, but also made him strong.

"Once I break this knife, I can stay by your side and we will never be apart again."

He spoke so arrogantly, showing his youthful spirit, as if he was holding a three-foot sword and could sweep the sky and the earth.

Rong Se was stunned.

"Sanlang."

The gentle call is like a whisper.

Liang Shenyu is a precious sword, born to be a great general who will go down in history. Rong Se wants to hide him in a scabbard, not allowing others to spy on him, but he is reluctant to hide his brilliance.

He deserves to be remembered for generations to come.

Sanlang was Liang Shenyu's childhood nickname, and only people close to him would call him that. Now, this name made him feel soft-hearted and happy.

"I am here."

Liang Shenyu turned over on the bed, pulled the person into his arms, and gave her a gentle kiss like a drizzle.

Now in this world, only Rong Se can call him like this.