Chen Pin feels that these days are mostly magical realism days.

First on the way home, he was inexplicably covered with a cloth bag and horrified by a group of fierce gods ... Well, he didn't actually see what the gangster looked like, he was ransacked into a closed room on all sides and closed.

Every day someone sends food and drinks. In fact, the food is not bad. He has all the clothes, books, etc. he wants. But what words he wanted to ask did not respond.

Even those who came to deliver things were mediocre.

Being locked in such an opaque room on all sides, the only way to the outside is a closed iron door. Even if the room is brightly lit, the sun is shining brightly, the food and wine are provided, and it will make people endless. Endless fear comes.

Chen Pin once tried to escape, but a scholar with no chickens at all could not move the iron gate railings at all, and wanted to go out while the slaves were sending things. I did not expect that these slaves would also martial arts. of.

There is no door to heaven, and he can only stay obediently in this cell.

He is not stupid. He already knows the recent rumors about his grandfather's life. He is also uneasy. Which side in the palace is seizing himself and trying to threaten the emperor? Or hate the honourable lords of Nan Chen and want to get rid of them quickly? Even the gentle and cousin emperor, in order to suppress the rumors, want to kill himself?

Thinking wildly for several days, and suddenly one day, the door opened, a group of people came in, gently and firmly "please" themselves out of the room, and then stuffed it into a carriage.

The carriage ran fast, and Chen Pin was blindfolded inside the car, panicking, was he about to be killed? Still to be taken to trade?

Then he was invited out of the carriage again. The **** was also untied, and he tore off his blindfold and immediately recognized that where he stood was where he disappeared on the way home that night, and beside him stood a panicked bookboy.

From position to posture, there is no difference at all.

At the end of the line of sight, a carriage went out of the dust, leaving only flying dust all over the ground, surrounded by a cowardly little cousin.

Chen Pin: ...

The book boy looked at it for a while and asked carefully, "Master, let's ..."

Chen Pin shook his head: "Don't ask, I don't know, Master."

Bookboy: ...

The two were at a loss, with a sudden exclaiming in front.

"Master is back!"

Chen Pin looked up, and was the concierge of his house.

Yuci's courtyard is with Yuci's slaves. The location of his disappearance was originally not far from his home. At this moment, the carriage was discovered by the servant.

Immediately, a large group of servants poured out of the house ...

Wait, does this house have so many servants? I remember that this three-in courtyard house is only equipped with a dozen servants.

In the end, two people sleepwalked back to the yard, usually surrounded by servants.

The servants from the House of Government were of high quality. They disappeared from the owner for so many days. They didn't even inquire about them. They all surrounded them urgently to help Chen Pin bath and change clothes. Some people brought delicious and delicious food.

Chen Pin really couldn't eat. In the days he was detained, his diet was actually good, and he didn't talk about the mountain and sea taste every day. The taste, when recalled, is a bit like the taste of Beijing's No. 1 restaurant Wanjinfang. When Chen Pin was invited before, he went to eat once and was very impressed.

Looking back now, during the days of detention, he even suspected that he had asked for a beauty to accompany the night, and there would be beautiful women in the closed room.

Okay, that's all over.

Surrounding themselves now are the servants arranged by the House of Government. They hurriedly serve themselves and put on luxurious and elegant clothes. The butler is still urging him to go out.

"Master, the intention has just come from the palace. Jinfeng made you En Nanhou, now you have to hurry into the palace and thank you."

Chen Pin :? ? ?

Then Chen Chen was fooled into the palace to thank him.

Jinfeng Ennanhou? What is the reason for this? He already has the title of Cheng Engong, which is the routine title of the emperor's mother. After his father died last year, the court has approved his brother to inherit it. Why did he suddenly have a title of marquis?

In today's world, without great credit, it is almost impossible to seal the title. The glory like Pei's tribe and two shouhou, but in exchange for life on the battlefield!

Standing in the Qianyuan Hall, his emperor's cousin still smiled softly.

Chen Pin was full of doubts, but also knew that it was not the time to ask questions, especially strangers standing beside him.

The one next to me ... was so good! The emperor introduced it just now, is it the legendary Swiss father Cui Wei? It seems that he is still the commander of Pingxiying and General Sanwei's Zhenwei.

Sure enough, as handsome as the legend.

Everyone loves to watch, and Chen Pin can't help but glance more.

Cui Wei noticed it and turned his head to give him a salty glance.

That's it. Chen Pin suddenly felt a coolness in his heart. The feeling suddenly seemed to be locked in an empty closed room, the kind of despair and coolness a few days ago, filled with heart ...

He couldn't help snoring. What was it like? Why is it a little familiar and scary?

Qin Nuo looked at the small actions of the two men, and suddenly was a little funny: "Cui Qing has any opinion on En Nanhou?"

"No." Cui Min answered with a deep face.

"That's good, two young men of the court ..."

There is nothing wrong with this sentence. There is such a young man with such a prominent title. In the past, there were only Cui Wei and Pei Tuo in the Central Korean government.

The honour of Prince Hongyi, the cousin of the Chen family already has the title of Cheng Engong, and it is impossible to inherit it, so let Chen Pin inherit it.

"In the future, the safety of Ennanhou will be entrusted to Cui Qing."

"After all, two are your cousin, one is your cousin!" Qin Nuo said with a smile.

*********

The setting sun was dark and the sunset was soaked in the sky.

A crowd of horses and horses gathered around a carriage and quickly walked down the street.

A turmoil late in the night, although suppressed with a thunderbolt, the five city soldiers and horses in the capital still stirred up the situation.

The common people don't have much feeling yet, but a few neighborhoods gathered by the wealthy are cautious. These days have been closed early and no longer go out.

On the streets that were colder than before, the carriage quickly walked and finally reached the gate of a mansion.

The leader of the Inner Guards Division, Zhang Juxuan, looked at the gate of the royal palace, and sighed secretly, turned over the horse and knocked on the door.

Perhaps because of the last shock, the old housekeeper in front of the door opened the newly repaired door as fast as possible. Then he looked at the neatly guards hanging outside the door with a look of panic.

"What's the matter? We have just returned from the Emperor's Tomb and are unwell and are resting."

On the second day of the incident, the courtiers and princes of the Summer Palace returned to the capital together. At that time, the general situation was settled, and most people only had to live honestly. Qin Xun heard the news of Qin Ze's death, and was taken aback. Although the details were completely aggressive from beginning to end, he couldn't hold the instinct and felt the danger. He thought about it and immediately started to pretend to be ill.

Zhang Juxian bowed down and said in a calm tone, "Since Lord Shu is recuperating, I won't bother to wait, but just follow the order of the palace and send the little prince back to your home."

"Ah?" The old housekeeper was shocked. I didn't expect such a good thing.

His eyes quickly turned to the door.

The outside guard had opened the carriage door, and a trembling middle-aged woman got out of the carriage with the child in her arms.

It was Qin Xun's big fat son and his grandmother.

It was just the pale despair of the grandmother's face, and the arms holding the child were shaking.

Zhang Juxuan was helpless, and returned the two to Shu's Mansion, and immediately withdrew the palace guards.

Inside the house, Qin Xun, who was lying in bed pretending to be sick, heard the news, immediately jumped out of bed, and quickly stepped out of the hall.

He still cares about his only son.

Outside, the side concubine also heard the news and rushed to her son.

"Prince, mother ... please come to the Royal Doctor, Your Highness is afraid ... it's not good!" Said the mother, shaking.

Fang Fei immediately lifted the cloth towel covering her son's face, suddenly screamed, and fainted on the spot.

Qin Xun shivered and took a look. Before that, the fat son who was still up and down in Lifu City lived up and down. At this time, he had a pale face and no interest.

Qin Xun almost collapsed: "What does this mean!"

Distressed, the grandmother started things from the beginning.

On the night of the palace change, she was taken into the palace together with the little prince and held in the side hall of the Cining Palace. The little prince awoke from his deep sleep, and found that the surrounding environment was strange, and he cried and wanted to find his mother.

However, where is his mother in the palace, the mother-in-law is coaxing and persuading, or feeding, all useless. The cry was so shocking that the entire Cining Palace was disturbed.

It seemed that Queen Mother Huo was upset by the noise and lost her temper. Several female officials rushed in, demanding that the little thing shut up immediately.

The grandmother trembled and asked for another palace. However, the leading female officer flatly refused. The maiden had already explained that this little prince must be guarded nearby and couldn't stay away from her.

At this time, everyone knew that the queen mother was in a bad mood, and no one dared to touch the mold.

However, the little prince saw the strangers gathered around and cried harder and harder.

For the princes and grandchildren, several female officials did not dare to be too violent. Taking into account their hearts, they simply took sweets and cakes and fed the little prince.

On weekdays, the concubine cares for her son is very dedicated, these sugar cookies are not willing to give the child more food.

The little prince got the cake, and the cry stopped, and several female officials saw that it was effective. They immediately ordered the small kitchen to prepare more confectionery, honey and cheese, and brought it to the little prince for enjoyment.

The grandmother didn't dare to stop and watched them feed the children at will.

As the day approached, the little prince did not know whether he ate too much, or what he ate, and suddenly he couldn't breathe, his eyes turned white while covering his stomach.

Several female officials were startled, and they wanted to go out to the palace to find a doctor, but there was a vigilance to kill them all around Cining Palace. They had to get a queen's warrant before they could go in and out.

Several female officials hesitated. The queen mother was in a bad mood, and no one dared to touch the mold. I patted my chest one by one, hoping to save the little prince myself.

In the painstaking effort, a poor baby just died like this.

Several female officials feared how to report to Queen Mother Huo, and the front hall was suddenly rushed in by a group of soldiers to lock everyone in.

The grandmother almost collapsed, crying to them about her encounter. The head of the guard who was in charge of coming to the servants of Suining Palace, Zhang Juxun, heard that it was the sole seedling of King Shu, and he did not dare to slack off. He urgently invited several doctors to consult with him, but because of the delay, the little prince had returned to heaven. Running out of skills.

Zhang Juzhang was helpless, and could only report the news to the emperor, and then was ordered to send the children and grandmother out.

...

Side Princess woke up warily, struck her son again, stroking the cold little face, and cried.

"Suoer, my suoer, why are you suffering so hard, and you still don't know what happened in that eating place! Lord, you must avenge Shuoer!"

"Revenge, how can you get revenge?" Qin Xun lost his soul and fell to the ground.

"Prince, you are the prince!" Clan concubine cried, "The only son is dead. Do you recognize him this way?"

The fat on Qin Xun's chin shuddered, and a savage expression appeared in his eyes.

"Prince shit! Lao Tzu started at Huangling Mountain Resort, but his mother didn't know what happened during the whole process, Wang Ba's ..."

Sure enough, it is impossible for her husband to have no right!

************

Huo's house.

Huo Changyang exhaled slowly, his face pale.

He was lying on the bed. Since the end of Queen Huo's funeral, Father Huo has been a lot older, visible to the naked eye, and his healthy body has weakened.

Huo Donglai came to serve and carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead for his father.

"Don't worry, I, the old man, can reach this age and see away the four generations of emperors, which is long enough." Huo Changyang smiled. But these smiles can't hide the sallowness of the complexion. The old man in front of him is now fading.

Huo Dong came to Meiyu with sorrow. His father was sick since the incident of Empress Huo, and he was out of control.

"You did a good job, Huo's handed it to you, I have nothing to worry about." Huo Changyang sighed.

Huo Dong came to understand that his father praised himself for rushing to Pei House overnight and joining Pei Yue to join North Korea. Although several steps late, but finally showed the attitude of the Huo family.

"The emperor must also be satisfied. He always needs our Huo family, otherwise how to check and balance this court." Huo Changyang said slowly.

"When the news of my death spreads, the emperor must seize love and cannot let you retreat and keep filial piety."

"Father!" Huo Dong whispered.

"Don't give up this indifferent expression. It's normal for people to be born old, die sick, and die. This father is so old that he's already optimistic and can't let go." The old man comforted his son with a smile.

"Chaotang is not the time when our old things can make the wind and rain, it is the world of your generation, you, Pei Ye, and ... Hey, maybe you can't even jump for a few years. The emperor is only a few years old. Years old, that's it ... It's really a wave of rivers and lakes, one wave is higher than the other. "

Huo Changyang sighed, suddenly showing a delicate smile.

"Don't think about restoring authority, and don't think about targeting Pei again. Ascending to the top will lose weight. Although Pei Ye is proud now, but he is afraid that he will fall more heavily than us ..."

"This emperor, he doesn't show mountains or water, but his methods are very high."

"It is also good to be transferred to the Ministry of Justice. Be careful and do your best."

A sentence, a whisper, carefully telling the care behind him.

"My son knows." Huo Dong responded, holding back tears.

After explaining the big things in concern, the old man gradually became silent and stared blankly into the void.

"I was too greedy. If I obeyed her mind, I would discuss with the Cui family ..."

Life is coming to a close, and the final concern is, after all, the daughter she once loved most. However, all regrets cannot be repeated ...

Huo Changyang said nothing and closed his eyes slowly.

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