Spirit of the Phoenix: 40. Father and son
This is the anti-theft Zhang Empress with a deep heart. After more than half a year of marriage, she confessed her heart to the emperor with tears in her eyes: "Since I married a saint, I have been with you as a husband and wife, and my sincerity can be learned from the sun and the moon. Could it be that you were really deceived by the great?" Sima is dethroned, can concubines still reap benefits? Concubine is a first-class woman who has never been able to enter the Three Treasures Hall, and the only thing she thinks and asks for is a husband and a child..."
That's said honestly and wisely. His father immediately had tears in his eyes, looked at Queen Huashan's gentle and respectful appearance, and patted her on the shoulder lightly.
It was night, and the new emperor, who had lived alone for half a year, finally consummated the marriage with the queen.
"My father has a complicated attitude towards the empress. At one moment, I feel that she is too deep to be trusted, and at the other moment, I feel sad that her life is rough and she can't help herself." Okay, no makeup, no make-up, on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, my father must become a vegetarian when he comes. In terms of dress, he looks more and more like my mother."
His mother liked to be pretty, but she didn't like extravagance and waste, so all hairpin accessories were made by his father out of wood. Not long before the accident, the little prince had personally heard the jokes between the husband and wife.
A Niang asked Dad to make a long lotus hairpin, with a butterfly attached to the lotus. My father smiled and shrugged off his distaste for the trouble, and raised his head to fetch the copper daisy that Aniang had drawn on her eyebrows, and gently outlined it on her forehead. With two strokes, a lifelike butterfly was drawn against Aniang's fair skin, as if it was perched on Aniang's forehead. .
They laughed together, the little prince could hear clearly through the curtain, he held back his laughter and left silently, leaving the room full of beauty in the morning to his loving parents.
"The empress likes the emperor. She doesn't use gold or silver for her clothes and decorations, and the hairpins, hairpins, combs, bowls, cups, and tableware are all made of wood." The little prince said, "On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, she wore a set of ebony lotus flowers in her hair. Hairpin, the style is simple and generous, and the carving is exquisite and unparalleled, which won the appreciation of the father."
The little prince stopped talking and did not continue. Tai'an understood his sadness very well.
The reason is that I only hear newcomers laughing, but I don’t know the emperor who praised the queen’s hairpin. Do you remember the past when you painted eyebrows and laughed with another person many years ago?
The little prince paused for a moment, and then took out a small black stone from his bosom, the fingertips were long and short, polished smooth and round. Tai'an took it and held it in his hand, as if he was holding a dagger.
"Father praised the queen's lotus hairpin on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. According to the meticulous character in Zhonggong, he will definitely dress up and wear it again to please the father." The little prince sighed softly, "Wait for the two of you at night Sleeping soundly, if you can fall on the queen's pillow along the curtain, and add a looming butterfly on her cheek... I wonder if it will bring back my father's memory of my mother."
Tai'an nodded like a pest: "It's definitely possible! The emperor and the empress sleep together, and no one else dares to enter easily. Your father must feel guilty when he wakes up and sees this butterfly. Treat him to his own chapter. When I return to Zhaoyang Palace, where I often work as a carpenter, I will see your aunt's old wooden comb dropped on the ground."
Not to mention the sweet past between the emperor and his dead wife, apart from the two of them, no third person knows about it.
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty couldn't help himself when he saw Mrs. Li weeping on the front of his clothes. If this situation could not make the emperor who had lost his wife only four years feel guilty, it would be too hard-hearted.
Tai'an thought for a while, and praised the little prince, "Tall! It's really tall!"
The prince thought for a moment, but still carefully told: "Your safety is the most important thing in everything. If there is any unexpected risk, you must stop and return to my palace. Don't take any risks."
Tai'an waved his hand nonchalantly: "What can be the matter? Don't forget, this Miyagi is my home, and I can walk all over with my eyes closed. Hanzhang Palace and Weiyang Palace, where is it that I have played thousands of times?" A place with a hundred times? What's more, I'm a ghost now, what can happen? Don't worry!"
How can the prince really rest assured. Although the person was lying straight on the bed, his mind seemed to fly out with Tai'an, fluttering up and down, not at all peaceful.
However, his worries were not superfluous at all, Tai'an was indeed in trouble at this time.
She pushed down the wooden comb in Zhaoyang Hall without any effort. The comb shattered into two pieces at the sound, and everything went smoothly as the little prince expected.
However, after leaving Zhaoyang Hall and coming to Hanzhang Hall where the empress lived, Tai'an followed the heavy curtains of Hanzhang Hall to the ridge purlin. The emperor was the only one who fell asleep on the bed covered by the Jinjin quilt.
The young emperor was naked/bare with a white upper body, revealing a delicate and handsome face, and fell asleep peacefully.
The whole hall is full of fragrance, and the stone-blue bed seems to be covered with snow-white petals.
The empress, who was supposed to sleep next to the emperor, was nowhere to be seen.
Tai'an was looking fascinated, but suddenly, a huge wind blew up from the ground in the hall, circling and rising upwards. She was just a piece of paper, fluttering down on the beam of the house, how could she withstand such a strong wind, she was blown off the beam in an instant, and landed on the empty porcelain cat pillow beside the emperor in a whirl.
In the blink of an eye, Tai'an suppressed the exclamation in his heart, took advantage of the situation, turned over, and got under the porcelain cat pillow.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the hall, and Tai'an was buried under the porcelain pillow, trying his best to poke out a pair of eyes to look out, but was covered by a drooping black hair.
Tyan understands.
It was the empress who came back from outside and slept on her pillow again.
Tai'an breathed a sigh of relief, guessing that the queen just went to go to the toilet at night, and gradually heard the even and slow breathing from the queen and queen on the pillow, and slowly felt relieved.
She waited patiently for a long time, until the bottom of the curtain revealed a little light, then Tai'an clenched the snail in her hand, slowly crawled out from under the porcelain cat pillow, started to write, and the snail powder fell very lightly, It was very faint, as if it was faintly visible, a butterfly leaped onto the sleeping left side of Queen Huashan.
Ying Yue recommended by General Li is not a child of a family, but because he has been kind to General Li many years ago, General Li also arranged for him to enter the army to eat military rations.
General Li made such a solemn recommendation, the little crown prince immediately sold his face, bowed respectfully to the end, said in a deep voice, "Mr. Ying is good."
Being treated with such courtesy by the prince, Ying Yue was shocked to avoid giving way and thanking him again and again. General Li stood by and didn't speak, but his face seemed to be moved. When he spoke to the prince again, his words became more frank.
"...It's cold today, and Qin Baolin's body is hidden in the cold cellar. Although it will not rot for a while. But the autopsy is essential, and it must be done as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams." General Li persuaded, " Ying Yue was born in a doctor, and also served as a secretary in the army, he is the person I can trust the most. If there is no other candidate in the hands of His Highness, Ying Yue should be ordered to perform an autopsy."
An autopsy is necessary. The little prince is like a mirror in his heart.
The appearance of Qin Baolin's death is strange, and the cause of his death has not yet been determined.
What's more, about two days after Qin Baolin's death, a **** stillbirth was "born" between the legs of Qin Baolin's body.
The half-foot-long male fetus, with its fingers and face already formed, slid out from between the legs of Qin Baolin, who was gradually swollen and decayed, and the stench in his belly filled the coffin where he died.
The matter of the "ghost fetus" was reported to the emperor privately by the little prince, and the fact that Qin Shi was pregnant was confirmed at this point, and there is no possibility of rebuttal or reversal.
Where does the ghost come from? Why did the Qin family die? There are several doubtful points that need to be investigated urgently, and a reliable autopsy is bound to be needed to find the answer.
The crown prince pondered for a moment, then nodded to General Li, but he did not arrange time for Mr. Supply to examine the body.
General Li gradually became suspicious, but on the second day, he knew the reason for the prince's hesitation.
After the early court was over, Grand Sima Chen Keling was summoned by the queen to visit the pregnant queen in the palace. After lunch, I turned around and went to the Zhaoyang Hall where the emperor was.
The two talked secretly in the palace for a long time, and after Da Sima left the palace, he immediately sent a retainer into the palace.
A vassal known as a doctor came to ask for a safe pulse for the queen.
In fact, a very experienced assistant outside the palace, over seventy years old, tremblingly examined Qin Baolin's body.
After finishing the autopsy, the little prince was accompanying the emperor when he came back to talk.