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At the end of October in the eleventh year of Chenhui.
King Luqiu Gongyu of Yongshi entered the palace early, presented the former prince Luqiu Jing's autographed silk script and evidence, and begged the emperor of Huihui, Lu Qiuheng, to re-examine the old case of Luqiu Jing's curse on the former emperor, and the court was in an uproar.
?The imperial palace was under martial law that day, and all the officials in the court did not return for a day. Everyone in the know was panicked, and the atmosphere in Beijing was tense and dignified.
Regarding the retrial of the old case of Luqiu Jing, half of the DPRK and the Central Committee seconded it, a few opposed it, and a few remained neutral and did not dare to go along with it, for fear of wading into troubled water and causing trouble to the upper body.
On the same day at unitary time.
Emperor Chenhui Lu Qiuheng opened his mouth and asked King Yongshi to retry the old case of Lu Qiujing and ordered him to take full responsibility.
A storm shrouded the sky above the capital city, and after the storm, the sun was shining brightly, just waiting for the storm to clear away and the rain to pass.
In mid-December.
Lu Qiuheng's bedroom.
Outside the house was covered with goose feather snow and frozen three feet, and inside the house was as warm as April, and people who were smoky from the heat felt hot all over their bodies.
Bai Shangshen lay cross-legged on the couch and played backgammon with Hei Qi, the fire in the collapsed brazier was blazing, Bai Qi didn't wear shoes, and leaned barefoot on the edge of the soft couch to roast.
Lu Qiuheng came back wrapped in the cold, took off his cloak and threw it to the palace servants, and then changed into his snow-stained boots before approaching Bai Qi.
Bai Shangshen ignored him.
Lu Qiuheng came to the couch and sat down, circled him from behind and asked, "Why are you ignoring me?"
Bai Shangshen patted his hand away coldly, "Go back to the emperor, my servant."
Lu Qiuheng asked Hei Qi with his eyes, but Hei Qi turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.
Bai Qi withdrew his feet and raised his robe to cover it, "Your Majesty, I am in good health and can continue to serve the Emperor. I wonder when I will be able to leave the palace?"
One sentence immediately made Lu Qiuheng blacken.
No matter how capricious and unscrupulous Bai Shangshen is, he can tolerate it, but leaving the palace is his taboo, but Bai Qi is not afraid of death and provokes him every now and then.
"There are countless servants in the imperial palace, and there is no shortage of ministers, but if the emperor insists on keeping the ministers, they will not be able to resist, but the ministers have a lot of face, after all, those who have slept on the emperor's dragon bed are not sure enough to be the head eunuch."
"Nonsense."
Lu Qiuheng scolded, "You are different from them."
Bai Qi smiled lightly, playing the role of a spoiled and arrogant demon official who is a disaster for the country, with perfect proficiency.
"Although the minister is an eunuch, he has been criticized for living in the palace all the time. I heard that many ministers outside have advised the emperor."
"And I heard that some old ministers have started stuffing people into the harem."
"Ayuan is jealous?" Lu Qiuheng smiled.
"I am not jealous. Although my body is riddled with holes, I think I look pretty good. It would be nice to have a few beauties in the palace as companions."
Lu Qiuheng turned cold and threatened, "You are delusional!"
Bai Shangshen turned his head and glanced at Lu Qiuheng, and smiled sweetly, but what he said was as hateful as if poisoned, making his teeth itch.
"It's not a loss even if the emperor despises his ministers one day, after all the minister is very proud to have slept with the current emperor."
Bai Zhaza's death made Hei Qi sigh, throwing away the chess pieces in his hand, calmly got down on the bed, and walked out of the palace door calmly.
Standing under the eaves of the palace, looking at the still falling snow, Hei Qi gathered the cloak on his shoulders and couldn't help feeling, "People don't want to die, it's useless."
The price for Baishangshen's naughtiness is that the empress and Lu Qiuheng fought fiercely and fought fiercely. If it weren't for Baishangshen's extraordinary talent and the blessing of the golden finger of the soul, the ending would have been miserable.
However, when Lu Qiuheng was fascinated, Bai Qi also fooled him into getting the oral instructions he wanted.
After lying on the bed for two days to recuperate, on the third day, Bai Qi took Hei Qi out of the palace.
Changjing Pavilion.
Hei Qi was lying on the table carefully peeling a small plate of pine nuts on the plate, while Kai Shifan sat opposite and stared at it with complicated eyes.
"You are very similar to your father." Kai Shi said.
Hei Qi pulled down the corner of his lips and hooked a smile that didn't reach his eyes. He obviously had a problem with Bai Zhaza dragging it out to meet Kai Shifan.
"You know my royal father?"
Who can't act?
Every day I hang out with scumbags, I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs running away.
The father in Hei Qi's mouth was Lu Qiuheng, and Kai Shi's expression changed slightly but he didn't explain much.
Lu Qiujing is a true gentleman with both gentleness, elegance, virtue and talent.
He didn't like him at first when his sister would rather hide her identity and marry him, but after getting along for a while, he? Angry.
Lu Qiuheng leaned over and hugged Bai Qi tightly into his arms. The longing that had been suppressed for two years burst out in an instant, making him wish he could rub the person in his arms into his flesh and blood and merge with himself.
"Two years."
Lu Qiuheng spoke.
"So?" Bai Qi asked.
"I still love you." Lu Qiuheng stared at Bai Qidao with fiery eyes.
"So you have to love me too."
Bai Qi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "Let me try it."
Bai Qi knew very well what Lu Qiuheng's eyes meant at this time.
Bai Shangshen has been wandering for two years, even though he is unrestrained and unrestrained, he actually misses someone very much in his heart.
Throwing away the fishing rod, Bai Qi wrapped his arms around the shoulders of the man behind him, and said in an ambiguous tone, "I have a bamboo house in front, let's go back and discuss the philosophy of life together?"
Lu Qiuheng remained silent.
Just hugged Bai Qi and expressed his enthusiasm with actions
Forty years later.
Taiwei Mansion.
The already old Qin Mian was lying on a deck chair under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the garden, staring blankly at the empty garden in front of him with cloudy eyes, feeling uncomfortable.
The courtyard is still the same as before, but the person who practiced sword here every morning and sunset is gone.
His wife looked brave and brave, but there were many hidden wounds in her body. Although she was recuperated later, she still treated the symptoms but not the root cause.
He was mentally prepared for his wife to leave earlier than him, but when she really left, he was so sad that he wanted to cry.
"Father."
The youngest daughter of his family came with her son-in-law and grandson.
Seeing the bruise on the corner of his son-in-law's mouth, Qin Mian was helpless, "Fighting again?"
"How many times have I told you not to learn from your mother, be careful that your husband divorces you."
"No, no, I fell it myself." The man hurriedly explained.
Qin Mian smiled and said nothing.
His little daughter is exactly like his wife, and his little son-in-law is like himself.
Back then, he chased his wife for ten years, and then married her back after he almost died in an accident.
Madam has a bad temper, the two have spent half their lives together, and she has been beaten for half of her life.
He is also a martial arts practitioner, and his kung fu is not bad. He would quarrel with her when he was in a hurry, but he was never willing to move a finger of her. For this, his father scolded him a lot.
what to do ma'am?
You can't stand being a husband on the fifth day of your burial.
"Father, pay attention to your health." The little daughter comforted her softly.
"Well, Dad understands."
Although Qin Mian said yes, he knew in his heart that he didn't have a few days to live.
Madam couldn't leave him, and he couldn't bear her, so he had to hurry up.
Back then, he had worked so hard to marry her back. He had sacrificed for decades like an ancestor, and it was only three incense sticks in the morning and evening. If his wife got impatient waiting down there and refused to wait, wouldn't he cry to death?
He needs to hurry up.
Give up your old face and be cheeky and ask for another life.
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