Reincarnation of the powerful minister

Chapter 317 The Line of Bloodline Extension

After Su Yan and Shen Qi left, Zhu Helin sat in a daze for a moment, stuffed the letter book into his sleeve in disgust, got up and walked out of the imperial study.

Fu Bao rushed up to meet him: "Where does the holy driver want to go? This servant will order someone to carry his shoulders over."

Zhu Helin said: "Go to Longde Palace in Dongyuan, and ask the Empress Dowager to greet her. The shoulders are too slow, bring me a horse."

Fu Bao was a little surprised: Longde Hall was the residence of the Empress Dowager, and it was said to be Qingxiu on the surface, but in fact it was almost like house arrest.Since our master took the throne, he hasn't been there once, why is he suddenly going to pay his respects now?

But seeing the gloomy expression on the emperor's face, he was very sensible and didn't talk too much, so he immediately brought the royal horse Chi Xiafei.

Zhu Helin got on his horse and whipped his whip, and galloped towards Dongyuan, followed by a group of exhausted guards.

Dongyuan is in the southeast corner of the imperial city, just south of Donghua Gate.Zhu Helin quickly arrived at the Sheliu Field in front of the Longde Palace, and without waiting for the palace servants to inform him, he quickly walked up the steps, the hem of the crimson dragon robe fluttering with his steps.

There were not many people serving in the Longde Hall, and most of them came from the Compassionate Ning Palace. Seeing the new emperor hurriedly knelt down to salute, only Gu Qiong stood up and stopped her, saying: "The emperor wants to see the Empress Dowager? Slaves Let’s go in and pass it on.”

"No need, don't tell me who I want to meet depends on the person's face?" Zhu Helin gave her a sneering look, "The grandson came to pay his respects to the emperor's grandmother. With filial piety, the empress dowager will never take the blame."

"—A piece of filial piety? The emperor said that, and I am very flattered." The Empress Dowager came out from the inner hall, dressed plainly, with light makeup, holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, as if she was chanting scriptures in a Buddhist hall.

Zhu Helin quickly looked at her, and saw that she no longer had the luxurious style of the empress dowager period, it seemed that because of the loss of arrogance and spirit in her heart, her face looked haggard and old, and she looked like a woman in her [-]s.

As soon as he saw her, Zhu Helin thought of the bottle of poisoned wine in Zhongshan Mausoleum, the poisonous gas seemed to linger around her, making it hard for him to stand for a moment longer.

He took out the booklet from his sleeve and threw it on the table next to him: "Recently, this collection of letters has become very popular in the capital and various prefectures. My grandson has come to ask the emperor's grandmother about the authenticity."

Aunt Qiong stepped forward and picked up the thread-bound booklet that was about to fall apart. When she saw a page, her complexion changed drastically, and she subconsciously stuffed the booklet into her sleeve.

The Empress Dowager said in a deep voice, "Bring it to me."

Qionggu had no choice but to present the booklet to her.

The empress dowager flipped through a few pages, her face turned pale, but her eyes shone sharply, she looked directly at Zhu Helin, and said, "Is the emperor here to ask me about something, or to ask for a crime?"

"What's the difference?" Zhu Helin asked back.

"Of course! Come to ask questions, and I can tell you about the old case. As for whether it is true or not, it's up to you to believe it or not; come to ask questions, I have nothing to say. Anyway, you are the one who has a headache. Whatever you do to solve it later, I just care about it." Deep Palace Qingxiu, who can scold me in front of me?"

Zhu Helin saw that she still had a tough face up to now, and it was clear that her temperament was hard to change.But because it was expected, she smiled instead of anger: "The emperor's grandmother is indeed a person who does great things, so she can hold her breath. Since I said it before, when I come to ask whether it is true or not, I naturally ask about it first."

The Empress Dowager nodded slightly to Aunt Qiong.Qionggu hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly signaled the maids to leave the hall together, and closed the door tightly.

There are only two people left in the hall, they are both grandparents and political enemies, at this moment they have to hold each other's noses and hold back their temper to talk.

The Empress Dowager looked down at the book, flipping through the pages in her hand, and said in a cold tone, "These letters are forged, and they were not written by me back then."

Zhu Helin said: "It's groundless, and it may not be silent. Since it's a forgery, how will the other party know about your private affairs with Prince Qin's mansion?"

The Empress Dowager was silent for a moment, then sighed slightly: "I was sixteen years old when I entered Prince Qin's mansion. Emperor Xianzu was busy fighting at that time, and he was away from the mansion for ten months a year. Newlyweds get together less and leave more. I am indeed lonely, so The habit of communicating with people has been preserved."

"Who is the other party?"

"He is the son of the accountant of my natal family. When I was young, I went to the same private school with him, and we got along quite well when we grew up. It is not so much a childhood sweetheart, but more like a pen pal. Some sad things will be written to each other, chatting Consolation, but that's all. The letters in this book imitate my words and tone, intercept some privacy, and mix them with obscene words. They are obviously used to deceive people and make people doubt your father's orthodoxy. Emperor, can't you see it?"

"That is to say, you did pass the letter?" Zhu Helin thought for a while, and then asked, "Did those letters leak out?"

The Empress Dowager sneered slightly: "If one of the letters hadn't been secretly intercepted by the concubine Mo, who thought she had caught my scandal, how could there be a bloody case in the Qin Palace!"

Zhu Helin asked: "What happened to the case of Prince Qin's Palace back then?"

The Empress Dowager frowned, as if she didn't really want to recall the past - although she won a big victory in the end, she lost a beloved son because of it, and it still hurts in her heart.She said succinctly: "Mr. Mo falsely accused me of adultery, and even slandered that Kai'er and Cheng'er were born of my adultery. I was almost cornered by her, but she still refused to stop after gaining the upper hand, further killing me. My Xuan'er, I caught the weak point and fought back, exposing her sinister plot. Emperor Xianzu believed me and imprisoned her. Not long after, she died in the cell."

Zhu Helin's voice became dry: "Mr. Mo... is it really a false accusation?"

The Empress Dowager suddenly looked up at him, and said sharply: "Of course! Back then I was innocent and never had any affair with anyone. My three sons are all in the blood of Emperor Xianzu!"

Zhu Helin also heard about the incident about Jiyao in Lingguang Temple two years ago. He was still young at the time and didn't know the way to it. Looking back now, the demon monk was clearly raised by the Queen Mother, but what did he say in front of him now? Clear and innocent", isn't it ridiculous!

The Empress Dowager seemed to see the look of contempt on his face, she gritted her teeth and said, "How can the two identities be the same when the husband is alive and has been widowed for many years? I have never betrayed Emperor Xianzu, believe it or not!"

After a long while, Zhu Helin said coldly: "The deceased Mo family was probably written by the emperor's grandmother. I will ask the emperor's grandmother the last question—how did King Xin die?"

The Empress Dowager asked back: "Didn't your father tell you?"

"I only know that the king of Xin intends to plot rebellion. After being captured, the father originally thought of his brotherhood and planned to save him. But for some reason, he suddenly changed his mind and forced him to commit suicide on the spot. He also killed all the men in his family." , the female relatives were dispatched to Lingnan." Zhu Helin said, "Why did the father change his mind? Did King Xin say something back then and produce any evidence that stimulated him?"

The face of the Empress Dowager gradually turned pale, and she shook her head in disbelief: "No, your father can't doubt your bloodline! After so many years, he has never come to question me aggressively like you—asked him if he Emperor Xianzu is born! He is filial to me as always, and he believes in me!"

Zhu Helin sneered sarcastically: "Father has treated you like a day for more than ten years, but how often have you treated him with the same sincerity! You can intercept and tamper with the edict he issued on the sick bed. You can intercept and tamper with it like a royal grandmother. I have only seen one woman in the history books who is so lustful and unscrupulous... I wonder if Uncle Sanhuang died at the hands of her own mother just like the rumored daughter of Wu Li, who died in the hands of her own mother in order to frame political enemies? Grandmother enshrined her son's tablet day and night in the Buddhist hall, whether it is a remembrance or guilt, only you know in your heart.

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is reincarnation. Now I am thinking of my father's filial piety to you, and I don't care about the bottle of poisoned wine attached to the false edict, but it doesn't mean that I will be able to swallow this breath in the future-so I can do it for myself Let it go, Grandmother!"

After leaving the last sentence, Zhu Helin flicked his sleeves and left Longde Hall.

There was no one in the back of the empress dowager, she staggered back a few steps, bumped into the chair leg, and fell down on the chair.Like a pagoda in her heart that had been struggling for many years finally collapsed, she completely lost her composure and burst into tears.

Aunt Qiong eavesdropped on the crack of the door, Zhu Helin opened the door and came out, she hastily defended: "Your Majesty! The poisoned wine really didn't mean the Empress Dowager, it was from the Wei family—"

As if Zhu Helin hadn't heard of it, he pushed her back and rushed down the steps.

Fu Bao hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and in a daze, he saw that his eyes were red, and he seemed to be shedding tears—there was some water on his face, and Fu Bao looked up at the sky, and it turned out that it was raining.

"Young Master, Young Master!" He was a little flustered, and unconsciously called the wrong address, "It's raining harder and harder, please take shelter on the porch, and the slaves will immediately send someone to fetch the yellow umbrella."

Zhu Helin pushed away his support and walked quickly in the pouring rain.While Fu Bao was chasing, he repeatedly ordered the palace servants behind him: "Hurry up and get the umbrella!"

An umbrella covers the top of the head.Zhu Helin, who was drenched all over, stopped, turned and asked Fu Bao: "It's just a little rain, so you're afraid of getting hurt? Why are you nervous!"

"The servant is not nervous, but distressed. How much wronged my young master has suffered..." I grew up with him, and all the attention was on him. How familiar would I be with such a person?I am familiar with the look between the eyebrows and eyes, and I can feel the mood of the other party.Fu Bao wiped the rainwater off Zhu Helin's face with a handkerchief, and his heart ached.

"I am not wronged, I am wronged for my father!" Zhu Helin gritted his teeth and said, "It has only been a long time since I knew about this, but a bad breath filled my chest with pain. My father has been hiding in my heart for decades, how did he come here? ?”

Fu Bao didn't dare to ask what was the matter, so he could only comfort him: "Both the emperor and the young master are wise monarchs..."

"I don't want any sages! I don't want to be tied to that dragon chair by some etiquette and rules! I just want to be happy and do whatever I want. But I know I can't..." Zhu Helin turned from snapping to murmuring, "Father won't come back for a day , this burden is on my shoulders for a day. In the end, I have to be like him, learn to consider the overall situation, learn to weigh the pros and cons, and learn to hide all the love and hatred in my heart..."

With his fingers convulsively grasping the fabric around his heart, he couldn't help thinking: Is Qinghe the only pleasure in his father's life, the only time to do what he wants?

He even saw in his mind how his father embraced his lover passionately—with their common arms and their common chest, like a slender and strong thread extending from the blood, connecting their Mood is closely linked with what you love.

The cumulonimbus clouds drifted away from the imperial city, and the sky became clear again. It seemed to be just a short and small-scale shower, just like this spring day that comes and goes quickly.Zhu Helin pushed open the umbrella, took a deep breath, and told Fu Bao: "Changing clothes for me, I want to go to Su's mansion in my clothes."

As a result, Su Yan was not there, and there was only one bodyguard with a stinky face in the house, who couldn't fart with three sticks.

The two stared at each other in the main house.Su Xiaobei couldn't stand it anymore, and told Zhu Helin thoroughly: "Brother Zhui just saw it was raining, so he went to pick up your lord outside the Meridian Gate. Later, a guard guarding the gate told him that lord Su had already talked with Commander Shen. He rode off with a smile on his face."

He left with Shen Qi at noon, it's almost dark, and he hasn't come back yet?Now Zhu Helin's face is also stinky: "Did you tell me when you will come back?"

Su Xiaobei shook his head, excused himself and went to the gatekeeper's room to wait for his adults.

Zhu Helin thought about it, and chased after Jing Hong: "It's not easy for me to sneak out. There are so many people in the palace, so I might not be able to hide it next time. You go to Qinghe, and if you find it, take him to Fenghe tonight. It is said that I will go there too. But I have to find someone first, so the exact time of arrival at the other courtyard is hard to determine."

Jing Hongzhui asked with a cold face: "The old emperor is awake?"

Zhu Helin glared at him fiercely: "Father is not yet forty, how old is he?"

Jing Hong chased: "Since he's alive, it's not easy to be called Xiandi. I don't call him the old emperor, I call you the little emperor, how can I tell the difference?"

Zhu Helin: "...You did it on purpose, right? I knew you were taciturn and honest on the surface, but in fact you were mean and narrow-minded, and your stomach was rotten!"

Jing Hongzhui twitched the corners of her mouth happily, turned around and left with her sword in her arms.

When passing by the concierge, he even greeted Su Xiaobei, only saying that he had something to go out and would come back at night.

Zhu Helin also left the Su residence immediately, and before leaving, asked Fu Bao to tell Su Xiaobei: Just pretend that he has never been here, so as not to leak the news.

In the middle of the night, Su Yan was escorted by Jing Hong to Fenghe Bieyuan, and found that except for the attic where Zhu Jinkui was lit, which was lit for night vigils, there were no lights everywhere, and Dr. Chen seemed to have fallen asleep.

It seems that the young master did it on a whim, and did not notify Mr. Ying Xu of his trip tonight.Su Yan signaled Ah Zhui not to disturb the drug boy who was dozing off while guarding the night on the first floor, and directly swept up to the second floor with light work.

In the spacious bedroom and treatment room, only a few wall lamps were lit, vaguely reflecting the figure on the bed.

Su Yan took off his cloak and walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over to look at the sleeping Zhu Jinkai.

More than three months have passed, his hair has grown into a fluffy short cut, which makes his slightly thin face extraordinarily young and energetic. If you don't look at the clothes on his body, he has a strange feeling of a modern elite—maybe it is A gentle and gentle professor in a certain university may be a politician who is used to giving orders, or a predator who is galloping in the mall.If he hadn't been bound by this dynasty, his innate identity and responsibilities, maybe he would have had more choices in life.

Su Yan expressed emotion wildly, stroked Zhu Jinjun's cheek with his fingers, lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "My lord, your Qingqing is here."

Jing Hong chased and turned to leave, jumping onto the roof from the corridor on the second floor.He hesitated for a moment, and dismissed the idea of ​​meditating here—the five senses were too sharp, and even if he didn't want to hear the sounds in the room, they would float to his ears.

His figure flew away like green smoke for a while, and finally stopped at the water pavilion in the center of the lotus pond, holding his sword and standing motionless on the spire, like a statue of a god under the moon, watching over the quiet courtyard.

Inside the room, Su Yan was in a daze when Jing Hong chased him away, and still murmured to himself: "For some reason, I always feel that although you are not awake, you can hear what we said..."

"I think so too." A familiar voice said at the door.

Su Yan turned his head and saw that Zhu Helin also took off his cloak, and put it on a desk as if it was intentionally overlapping with the cloak he had taken off.

"Master." He called softly.

The candlelight was dim, and the light and shadow divided Zhu Helin's face, highlighting the handsome and profound outline of his facial features and the heroic aura that belonged to an adult man.Su Yan hesitated for a moment, then changed his voice and called out: "Your Majesty."

The young emperor approached him and corrected him, "It's He Lin."