Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 225: Why not go to Mingjun, Qingjing is a gold casting 2(2)

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Minglan slowly sinks. He doesn't seem to say anything about her question, but he actually said everything.

She slowly loosened her clenched fingers, raised her head and listened quietly, quietly hearing her own heartbeat. This is the first time in her life that she has truly received the charm of conspiracy. Not happy, but thrilling.

"Mr. I haven't said everything yet."

The voice is calm and soft, like under the eaves after rain, drop by drop on the smooth stone steps.

Ming Lan Zhenshou looked at the ice basin in the corner, "What's "just take care of everything", what's "right and strong"; the emperor is the prince appointed by the first emperor's decree, so what if it's not like this? According to the memorial, can anyone deny him as the emperor? Sir, what are you or others afraid of?"

She raised her eyes to make her clear, like a quiet spring, shining straight at the person on the other side.

Gongsun Baishi paused with the folding fan in his hand, reduced his smile to his face, looked at Minglan for a while, and said lightly: "What the lady said is, of course, the crown prince registered by the first emperor is not the only one here. ."

Ming Lan was puzzled. The three princes and four princes were dead, the fifth princes were banned for rebellion, the sixth princes were demoted as prostitutes, and the seventh princes died at a young age. Isn’t the eighth princes taking the throne for granted? What are they worrying about.

She was a little confused, she was okay, but her heart was faintly uneasy. There was a low and surging drum beat slowly in her ears, and the heavy drum skin sounded, getting closer, getting closer, and instantly her brain A flash of light passed by, blurted out:

"It is King Yu! It is the little prince who adopted the sixth prince to the third prince!"

Gongsun Baishi gave a secret compliment and bowed his hand to Minglan with a serious face: "Madam Hui has a heart of orchids and a heart like a mirror. It is the little prince who is under ten years old. You know, the little adopted prince was a holy imperial decree. Yes, the Lisan Wangye was also a prince, and he was just short of telling the world, who would have suddenly changed into chaos."

Speaking of this, the old man only sighed, "When Emperor Xian was seriously ill, how many people wailed and wailed on the side of his sick bed, and persuaded him to set up the little prince as the prince. Fortunately, the first emperor understood and knew the truth of the king, At this time, if another emperor is to be established and enlisted in the competition between relatives and powers, he is afraid that there will be a great chaos immediately. This will withstand the crying and crying of the Queen Mother Shengde, and the birth of the present mother will be the master of the sixth house. Then the prince was set up again. Alas...not many people know about these palace secrets."

Ming Lan contemplated and said categorically: "Isn't this a mere misfortune? No one mentions that the first emperor did something cleaner." How many years the Three Princes have been operating in the capital, they are intertwined, and how are their human and financial resources. It is comparable to the Eighth Prince.

"The hard bones of Geng Jie's loyalty and straightness in the cabinet are called hacked. Shen Shoufu is an old fox who doesn't keep his hands. What's more, the first emperor thought of something wrong and couldn't bear it. In the end, the three princes died tragically, three The princess has always been gentle and kind, and she has a lot of sacred heart. The queen mother of Shengde suddenly loses her favor and is pitiful. If they rob their heirs again, the three princes will be unsustainable. The first emperor's heart cannot bear it, it is inevitable. Alas... After the first emperor’s funeral, the harem in front of him was calm, and it was not easy for the emperor."

In fact, Gongsun Baishi also felt that this matter was unreliable, but they were both dead and the first emperor.

Minglan stopped speaking. Her political professor once said that there is a force behind every proposition.

The eighth princes ascended the throne, and the grass platform team he brought from the border area could go straight up; the three princes ascended the throne, and the force that supported them could gain control of the world; once they had tasted the taste of power, no one would let go.

She now understands why the emperor tightly let Shen Guoji and the British mansion marry, but two forces are robbing the middle votes; why the emperor always clutches the four princes in conspiracy, but is looking for a From the beginning, the wire stumbling on the vine, taking the opportunity to root out some of the opposing forces.

"The power above the court can be roughly divided into four groups. The emperor has one group; the Queen Mother Shengde and the king of Yu have one group; the Qingliu civil servants are also one group, and there is also local instability." Gongsun Baishi tightened. Frowning and squeezing his fists, it seems to be thinking hard, "It's about that way, maybe it's still a little unclear, and it's still unknowable."

"Mr. Don't worry too much." Minglan listened intently, and gradually entered the state, "I see the emperor has a good order, there is always a way. First, Qingliu scholars, they..."

She considered her words, and this group of people is actually the most cunning. There are two in her family. Under the guise of being taught by saints to assist the king, they will always stand on the side of reason and resolutely do not make mistakes in their lines.

"The emperor is gradually sitting firmly on the throne, and they will gradually come closer. As for the locality, as long as the center is stable, it can always be flattened slowly. The most troublesome thing is... ahem, besides, I heard that the emperor is dying Previously, he asked the emperor to take care of the Queen Mother Shengde and his mother and son."

Gongsun Baishi patted his thigh and sighed heavily: "Who said it was not. It's really like bone gangrene, you can't get rid of it. However, it is also OK. I only hope that the emperor will not be anxious and stay for ten or eight years. When the constraints are getting less, you can take care of it slowly."

"Perhaps after ten or eight years, everyone will accept their fate and stop making troubles." Minglan predicted optimistically that this kind of interest group is not a cult organization, and his brain is hurt. The diehard must walk all the way to black.

"Don't talk about the topic away, hurry back, or talk about ourselves." Gongsun Baishi's expression of "you young people are inattentive", Ming Lan Daqi, who brought the topic from the water Liandongcha went to Huoyan Mountain.

"Now, although the chaos has subsided, the dark tide is raging, and the court is even more turbulent. If you want to settle down, you must not only guess the holy will, but also estimate the current situation." Gongsun Baishi stood up and turned his back. Looking at the landscape outside the window, he sighed, "If the emperor is not good, Zhonghuai must be bad, but if the emperor is in peace, Zhonghuai may not be good."

"What do you say?" Minglan frowned her delicate eyebrows.

Gongsun Baishi turned around and smiled helplessly: "At the time, Zhong Huaizong had some friendship with the emperor, but compared to those who guarded the emperor's side for more than ten years, he was still a little worse. Besides, the Eighth Prince and the Emperor are two different things."

"...The emperor has no family, and family matters are national affairs; the emperor has no friends, only the division of emperors and ministers; the emperor is selfless, and only thinks of Jiangshan Sheji in his heart." Minglan suddenly thought of Mr. Zhuang's words and muttered in a low voice-- Xiao Xuan Zi and Xiao Gui Zi have not passed this hurdle either.

"If Madam can understand this way, I'm much more relieved. The old man has spent a lot of effort to raise his face, and I don't know how much Zhong Huai listened to. If you are a courtier, you must be careful. Don't think the emperor will do everything. Take it for you." Gongsun Baishi smiled and nodded, "Because of this, after the incident at the Hou Mansion, I insisted on Zhong Huai to intercede."

This turn was too fast, Minglan blinked her eyes, indicating that she didn't understand.

"One thing, Zhong Huai's age, but in a high position, inevitably attracts people's attention. As soon as he made his fortune, he ignored his family's dear ones. Whether rational or unreasonable, people can be afraid of words." The old man shook his head and said.

Ming Lan nodded slowly, which was also a big worry for her at the beginning.

"Two articles, what about the Sacred Heart in this matter?"

Gongsun Baishi squinted his eyes playfully. "In fact, the sage doesn’t care about the bad things committed by the Hou Mansion. It doesn’t matter whether it is handled or not, it does not interfere with the overall situation; what matters is what the sage wants. Subordinates? Yiya, Shumin, and the son prescribe. Guan Zhong persuades Qi Huangong's words, Yin Jian is not far away."

Ming Lan was greatly admired. This was the point. She asked herself, when she was in charge of housekeeping, did she like more people who don't recognize her family, or care about her family more. This is a very delicate state of mind.

"The third one is the most headache." Gongsun Baishi sat down again, picked a few grapes from the agate plate, and slowly peeled them up, "Zhong Huai's grievance, I know, Madam knows, there is Hou Mansion I know, but how many people know about it. Zhonghuaiwan is especially famous, but the Hou Mansion has no ridiculous handle. Alas, it’s the prejudice of decades."

Minglan's lips moved a few times and then closed again.

"Can Zhong Huai shake off the things of the year? Nor can it, otherwise he will be very unfilial." Gongsun said again.

Minglan studied the meaning carefully and nodded slowly.

Back then, the Bai family’s incident was the shame of the Gu family. He married someone for money, but he didn’t treat the son left behind by the family well. He was forced to run away from home in every possible way. If these things are told, Master Gu’s The reputation is over, and the Hou Mansion will become a laughing stock.

But the son doesn't say what his father is wrong, if Gu Tingye really went to show up and ruin the name of his dead father, that would be true and wrong.

"With these three things, I have always persuaded Zhong Huai to take a long-term view and not to worry about the gains and losses of one city and one place. The days are long. He has time to reverse the case for Mrs. Bai and seek justice for himself. Why rush For a while."

Gongsun Baishi picked up the iced kerchief on the side, wiped his hands, and stroked his beard, "Zhong Huai was in anger a while ago, I can’t say much; you came back from the Hou Mansion two days ago, I saw that he was a little loose, so hurry up I went again, somehow, I was finally persuaded."

Ming Lan was touched and felt that this old fellow really thought for them, so that he would persuade them with perseverance.

"...Mr. worked hard, Minglan, Minglan really doesn't know how to say thanks." She bowed and saluted the old man sincerely.

Gongsun Baishi waved his hands repeatedly and laughed: "It's okay. Zhong Huai and I have been friends for years. The temperament is quite appetizing. Besides, I am not persuading for nothing. I ask Zhong Huai not to go to anyone else, nor Refute, just ask for mercy from the holy seeker. When it comes to sadness, it would be better if you could cry."

Ming Lan opened her mouth slightly, what a mysterious mind.