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Chapter 143: Happy Pill
Chapter 143: Happy Pill
Zhen Tingyun and Fu Nianjia have not seen each other for a while since the meeting at Tzu Chi Temple.
One is that Zhen Tingyun is really busy, and she has to go to school and prepare for a big wedding. When she is busy, she can't think of people and things around her; the other is that Princess Yan knows her son's thoughts, Fu Changxi and Zhen Although Ting Yun's marriage has been decided, his son has not been able to decide, so he has to do everything possible to avoid suspicion.
It was probably because it was a few days ago that it was still a bit strange to see each other at this time.
However, Zhen Tingyun looked at it carefully and found it funny: Fu Nianjia's appearance has not changed. On the contrary, King Yan who was standing beside him was still dressed in indigo blue robes, wearing a fragrant leaf crown and long beards. Although he had deep eyebrows, his demeanor looked much gentler, and his actions were quite immortal. Dao bone.
In this general comparison, Zhen Tingyun was more certain of his original thoughts: Compared with King Yan's own father, Fu Nianjia was more like Fu Changxi - these uncles and nephews were the same indifferent and solemn.
Thinking like this, Zhen Tingyun got up from the chair with a normal expression, bowed to King Yan, and called out, "Second brother."
Although King Yan was away from home all day, and spent many years in the mountains concocting alchemy, on the day of Fu Changxi and Zhen Tingyun's wedding, of course King Yan's elder brother also appeared. Zhen Tingyun followed Fu Changxi and called him "Brother Huang". There were no outsiders in the hall at the moment, so Zhen Tingyun simply called "Second Brother" directly, which was more cordial.
When King Yan heard this "Second Brother", his face changed slightly, and he only felt a throbbing pain on his forehead - he was really uncomfortable with his fourth brother marrying such a talented little girl.
Moreover, King Yan had been cultivating on the mountain for many years, and the most he saw on weekdays was the alchemy stove and the Taoist Taoist boy.
To be honest, his daughters Fu Nianhua and Zhen Tingyun are not too different in age, right? !
King Yan really didn't understand that his brother had been alone for so many years, how could he just turn his head and marry such a little girl?
However, considering Fu Changxi, King Yan didn't dare to show his face to Zhen Tingyun. He endured a headache and forced a smile: "My younger brother and sister are also here..." After all, he is not a long-sleeved dancer. Speaking of greetings, he could only ask bluntly, "Where's Chang Xi? He called me and Nian Jia in a hurry, but what's the matter?"
Although Vice-General Yan was ordered to invite these two people, after all, it was related to the emperor's dragon body and the inheritance of the throne. Vice-General Yan naturally did not dare to say more, so that King Yan was still one head when he entered the Qianyuan Palace. foggy water.
Instead, it was Fu Nianjia. Compared with the confused King Yan, he had some "extra" experience. After receiving the news from Vice Admiral Yan, he had a vague guess of his own. Now he has entered the Qianyuan Palace and looked up. Looking at the bright yellow curtain hanging down not far away, a certain idea in my heart became clearer and clearer.
Following King Yan's question, Fu Nianjia also raised his eyes and looked at Zhen Tingyun. He was born with deep facial features, deep eyebrows and eyes, especially dark pupils, as deep as a secluded pool.
With such an appearance and eyes, if you change to a little girl who doesn't know anything, I am afraid that she will be seen blushing.
Zhen Tingyun was about to speak to King Yan when he suddenly met Fu Nianjia's gaze, and was stunned for a moment. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the dream he had before going to Beijing.
Because she and Fu Changxi were already married, she just thought that all the things in her dream had passed, and she didn't think about it any more. But now that meet Fu Nianjia, think again: Zhen Yiyun in the dream is the year she graduated from female school and then married Fu Nianjia, that is, not long after that, the emperor had an accident, Fu Nianjia was established as the East Palace, and Zhen Yiyun also followed. The wife became the Crown Princess of the East Palace by virtue of her husband, and everyone praised her for being lucky, and naturally no one noticed that the youngest daughter of the Zhen family died...
Although those things in the dream are vague, the time is not quite sure.
But now that think about it, the women's school will graduate in June. If you count the time, it is almost the time when the little emperor died in an accident in the dream?
Thinking about it, Zhen Tingyun only felt a faint chill on his back: Could it be that people's fate is really destined by heaven and can't be changed? So what about hers? Shouldn't she just die like a dream?
At this moment, someone came from behind, and a large warm palm covered her shoulder, pressing it gently.
It was Fu Changxi.
For some reason, the heart that Zhen Tingyun had just raised because of his fate slowly returned to its original place, turned his head subconsciously, and raised his eyes to look at the other party.
Fu Changxi was walking from behind, raised his hand and put it on her shoulder. At this moment, he noticed her gaze, his face was slightly exposed, his eyes were gentle and calm, with a reassuring look.
He looked at Zhen Tingyun and smiled reassuringly: "It's okay, don't worry, I'm here to tell the emperor."
Zhen Tingyun nodded, feeling inexplicably relieved.
Fu Changxi took Zhen Tingyun's hand and sat down beside him, raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his eyes to look at King Yan, and said seriously, "Something happened in the palace today, Your Majesty was too frightened, it would damage the dragon's body, I'm only afraid of longevity. Not much. I see many children of the clan, only Nian Jia can hold a great position... I wonder what the emperor's brother thinks?"
King Yan never thought about such a thing again, he just thought he was joking, and even responded with a horrified smile: "It's not the same as a married person, you stupid gourd can tell a joke to fool your second brother and me? Ha? Haha, what's this..."
Before King Yan finished laughing, he met Fu Changxi's calm and solemn face, as if choking on saliva, choked in one breath, and coughed again.
Fu Changxi held Zhen Tingyun's hand and sat on the side, waiting for King Yan to finish laughing and coughing.
Fu Nianjia was also careful, and looked very calm.
As a result, the only sound of King Yan's cough choking on saliva was left in the hall. After finally coughing, King Yan's old face turned red, he looked at Fu Changxi subconsciously, and said tentatively, "Fourth brother, this is But Qianyuan Palace, it's not good to joke here..."
Fu Changxi's expression was the same as usual: "It's not a joke, I have already sent someone to invite a few ministers from the cabinet to come over, and when everyone is ready, it happened to be finalized in front of Your Majesty."
King Yan could be considered to have watched Fu Changxi, the younger brother, grow up. He knew each other somewhat. Seeing the other party's appearance, he knew that this matter was true. He stammered: "This, this is not good..."
In fact, King Yan is confused, and he has indeed harmed Princess Yan for half his life, but he is still a little self-aware. In the time of Emperor Xiaozong, the eldest son of Emperor Xiaozong died early, and he was awarded the title of Prince Xiao'an. For a long time, the second son of King Yan was equivalent to the only son, and it was not that no one tried to push King Yan to the throne, but King Yan was very good in this regard. Self-knowledge, very determined - no way! Impossible! What the Crown Prince can't do!
Emperor Xiaozong had a tacit understanding with King Yan in this regard. He finally gave birth to two more sons. Even the youngest son Fu Changxi, who had high hopes, threw the imperial edict on his face and went to the northern Xinjiang by himself. Emperor Xiaozong did not consider King Ouyan, but instead established a frail son, the first emperor.
Therefore, when it was Fu Nianjia's turn this time, King Yan's father immediately showed the attitude of the year: "This is not possible, it is impossible, how can Nianjia do this!"
King Yan really felt that the throne should be held by a virtuous person. If you are incompetent, don't think too much, so as not to harm others and yourself.
So, seeing Fu Changxi right in front of him, King Yan immediately abandoned his son and flattered Fu Changxi very smoothly: "If anything goes wrong, it shouldn't be Nianjia, but fourth brother you. Lai Changjun in this country, Nian Jia, his child's family, how do you know this? Even when the father and emperor were there, he also valued you, the fourth brother, several times. When the first emperor came, he even sent His Majesty and Jiangshan to the throne. It was all entrusted to the fourth brother, and I can't say that I had expected it. Besides, I have heard about the things you have done in the northern Xinjiang over the years, the fourth brother. China and foreign countries will return to their hearts', even at this time, it is only natural to assume the throne, and the world will accept it."
Zhen Tingyun was listening to this, and couldn't help but blush. Although she used to like to flatter Fu Changxi, but her flattery skills are really not comparable to that of King Yan.
Fu Changxi was calm, but said, "Brother Huang, I have my own ideas on this matter. What's more, this is not something I can decide by myself. When the cabinet elders arrive, I will have to discuss it again." After a pause, he turned to look at Fu Nianjia, who had not spoken since he entered the temple, and said lightly, "Furthermore, ask Nianjia what he means."
After he said that, Fu Changxi looked at his nephew's expression, and said seriously: "Nian Jia, although your father and king still treat you as a child, I was in the northern border when you were old, and I knew that after the war. You have decided what you want to do and the road you want to take in your life. So, I think you still understand in your heart, and you should ask yourself what you mean about this matter—don’t worry about what my father and I think, You just have to say what you think."
Zhen Tingyun secretly said: In this situation, if Fu Nianjia pushes again, will the three of you surnamed Fu decide the winner and loser, and the loser will become the emperor?
However, Fu Nianjia's words were a little unexpected. He said, "Uncle Huang, there are some things I want to tell you in private."
As soon as these words came out, King Yan on the side, as a biological father, immediately blew his beard and stared: "You bastard! If you have something to say, if you have a fart, you can let it go! Can't I and your imperial aunt listen to you?! We have to avoid it. Can we tell?!"
Fu Nianjia's attitude was very firm. He didn't look at King Yan, who was jumping feet. He just looked at Fu Changxi and called again, "Uncle Huang."
Fu Changxi paused, nodded, and got up from the chair: "Go to the side hall and talk."
After that, Fu Changxi stepped out and went out. Fu Nianjia hurriedly followed him up. Except for Taiyi An and others who were surrounded by the dragon couch, only Zhen Tingyun and King Yan were left in the hall looking at each other.
King Yan's face showed embarrassment, and he quickly said: "Sit down, brother and sister, don't worry - they are just going to talk."
Zhen Tingyun nodded: "Well, I know."
The two were silent for a while, and there was only embarrassment in the air.
Zhen Tingyun really didn't know how to get along with King Yan, and he was thinking about Fu Changxi and Fu Nianjia, the two people who went to the side hall to talk. He pursed his lips nervously, and then went silent.
King Yan had been cultivating on the mountain for a long time, and was really not good at talking to a little girl like Zhen Tingyun. Considering that Zhen Tingyun was about the same age as the daughter of the county master, King Yan coughed, and then he asked tentatively, "Brother and sister, should you still be in women's school? Have you graduated yet?"
Zhen Tingyun could still accept this topic, and nodded in response: "Yes, I'm still in women's school, and I will graduate next year."
King Yan laughed twice, looking down on his younger brother, the old cow eating the tender grass - it's too much, he will graduate next year, and Fu Changxi can't wait even a year! Take a little girl who is still in women's school and get married! This can't be said, people think that Fu Changxi can't wait!
Of course, seeing what Fu Changxi has done, he can't wait.
After all, he was his own brother. King Yan felt that he still had some brotherly love. Although he looked down on his brother's deadly virtue, he still wanted to help. He quietly took out a white jade bottle of mutton fat from his arms and handed it over, saying: : "When you got married, I wanted to send a bottle of Yin-Yang Huanxi Pill over there, but it was a pity that several furnaces were scrapped and I couldn't catch up. Very nice..."
Zhen Tingyun: "..."
What kind of yin and yang, happy, it doesn't sound like a serious medicine pill, she doesn't want to accept it at all, and even her face towards King Yan is a little stiff.
When talking about alchemy or something, King Yan forgot the throne or his son for a while. At this age, I don’t go back to the palace on weekdays. If it wasn’t for you, why would I have worked so hard to refine this Yin-Yang Happy Pill?
Zhen Tingyun: "..."
King Yan saw that Zhen Tingyun's face was still stiff, but she was embarrassed to accept her young face, and with an understanding face, he stuffed the mutton fat jade bottle containing the Yin-Yang Happy Pill into Zhen Tingyun's hand, and said in his mouth: "But It's a little thing, it's not worth anything, brother and sister, just keep it."
Zhen Tingyun had to grit his teeth and put it away, thinking about throwing this messy bottle of medicinal pills to feed the dog after going out - just don't know if the dog will die after eating this kind of thing.
However, King Yan felt good about himself, and when he saw Zhen Tingyun accepted the pill, he felt relieved, holding the air of the second uncle, Yin Yin urged: "The medicinal power of this yin and yang joy pill is a bit strong, you should also pay attention when you use it. Some, one for each person, can't use more than one..."
After a pause, as if remembering something, King Yan added: "Next time, I will try to make some Jinfeng Yulu for you the medicinal pill is not easy to swallow, and the medicinal power is a little too strong. This Jinfeng Yulu is a drink. It's like honey water, but it's more suitable for you little girls... Oh! Why didn't I think of it in the first place! What a misstep!"
Zhen Tingyun: "The golden wind and jade dew or something, I won't be in a hurry next time." I just don't know if the dogs in the palace have eaten King Yan's Yin-Yang Huanxi Pill and will survive the so-called next time.
King Yan no longer regretted having said this, and continued: "Alright, alright, next time I have finished refining Jinfengyulu, I will ask someone to send it to your palace."
Zhen Tingyun: "..."
After a long while, under the warm and expectant gaze of King Yan, Zhen Tingyun nodded and squeezed a word from his teeth: "Well."
King Yan felt that this younger brother and sister was sensible and considerate, no wonder he was able to subdue Fu Changxi's arrogance, and looked at Zhen Tingyun's eyes more and more kindly.
When Fu Changxi and Fu Nianjia finished talking in the side hall and came in from outside, King Yan and Zhen Tingyun had already discussed the size of this medicine pill—
King Yan also said, "Brother and sister, if you think this pill is too big to swallow, I'll make the ball a little smaller next time. What do you think it's so big?"
Saying that, King Yan also used his thumb and index finger to make a sign of the size.
Zhen Tingyun: "..."
Fu Changxi, who just came in through the gate of the palace, heard a little bit of content: "..."
Fu Nianjia, who knows his father's virtues well: "..."
King Yan with a chill on his back: "..."
For a while, the hall fell into a strange embarrassment and silence.
Fu Changxi coughed hard, his expression was the same as before, he just turned his head slightly, and said to Zhen Tingyun in a warm voice, "Tingyun, shall I take you to the side hall for a while? The elders of the pavilion are coming over. "
Zhen Tingyun also felt that it was not good for him to stay in the hall at this time, so he had to get up and go to the side hall to rest with Fu Changxi, and King Yan had to come up at this time to show his presence, and said: "I'll go to the side hall too. I can't even talk to you guys!"
Fu Changxi coughed again.
King Yan was wilted, so he had to sit down honestly.
Fu Nianjia had to go to comfort her own father.
Fu Changxi took Zhen Tingyun's hand out of the hall, and reminded her a little uncomfortable: "Brother Huang, those medicinal pills are collected, don't believe his words, let alone eat them - that's not good. thing!"
When Fu Changxi returned to Beijing, King Yan's brother also gave him some elixir. Fu Changxi reluctantly took it, and turned his head and lost it. Humans, of course, cannot risk themselves.
Zhen Tingyun heard it, and suddenly felt that the Yin-Yang Huanxi Pill was a little dangerous even if it was used to feed the dog, so he simply lost it.
However, seeing Fu Changxi's face tense and looking worried, she was also a little worried, after thinking about it, she squeezed his hand and eased the atmosphere jokingly: "Guess what the yin and yang joy pill he gave me is for the emperor. For what?"
When Fu Changxi heard the name, his face became a little hot for some reason.
Zhen Tingyun also said: "Brother Huang also said that he will give me Jinfeng Yulu in the future? Guess what this is for?"
From Zhen Tingyun's point of view, the tips of Fu Changxi's jade white ears turned red, as if dripping blood.
She lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and resisted not touching the tip of her ear. Instead, she lightly pinched his calloused fingertips, then released her hand, taking three and two steps forward. At the side hall: "I'm here, I'm waiting for you in the side hall..."
Fu Changxi paused, seeing Zhen Tingyun turning back into the side hall one step at a time, the tense expression on his face somehow eased.
However, remembering what Fu Nianjia had just said in the side hall, Fu Changxi frowned again, raised his steps and walked a few steps, and saw Song Yuan standing not far away.
Fu Changxi's eyes narrowed slightly, he pondered for a moment, and then called out.
Song Yuan heard the sound and came forward, bowed his head and saluted, and asked respectfully, "Your Highness?"
Fu Changxi turned his head slightly, and whispered to Song Yuan: "Those palace eunuchs who came out of Nangong have been tried well for the first trial - I asked clearly, apart from them, is there anyone else who also slipped out of Nangong. …”
Song Yuan's expression froze, and he immediately reacted: "Are you worried that some people are mixed in and come out from Nangong?"
Fu Changxi nodded slightly: "So many people, not all of them are loyal servants. Maybe there are a few people who have ulterior motives and fish in troubled waters... This matter is of great importance and should not be ignored. You go to the trial yourself, and you must not make mistakes."
Song Yuan responded with a serious expression: "The minister takes orders!"
Fu Changxi ordered him to retire to work. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of several senior cabinet ministers who hurried over. He took a deep breath and stepped up to meet him.
As soon as several people spoke, they entered the Qianyuan Palace.
The emperor, the cabinet, the regent, the king of Yan, and the prince of the king of Yan were all gathered in this Qianyuan Palace.
Only one Zheng Cifu can't get up because of "serious illness", so naturally he can't come, but the lack of one Zheng Cifu is nothing.
Facing the old ministers in the cabinet, Fu Changxi naturally could not directly admit that he had sent Zheng Cifu to send poison to poison the Empress Dowager Zheng and then closed the Nangong to cover up the news of his death. Therefore, Fu Changxi changed his rhetoric: "It's also because Nangong was not strictly guarded, and a thief took the opportunity to confuse one of the lieutenants, sneaked into the Nangong and poisoned the queen mother, and then led people back to the palace under the pretense of revenge for the queen mother. I want to use this to divide this king and His Majesty... Those thieves have been imprisoned by Commander Song and are interrogating the people behind the scenes. However, His Majesty suddenly heard the bad news when he was ill, and his condition worsened when frightened. This King also knew about His Majesty's dragon body. It's not a matter of state affairs, so I can't hide it from the cabinet, so I have to send someone to invite a few adults to come over, the abbot of the overall situation..."
Just at this moment, the little emperor on the dragon couch finally woke up slowly under the repeated needles given by Imperial Physician An.
Several old officials had already received the words of Imperial Physician An, and they knew that the emperor did not have much time left. For a while, they burst into tears, and they all rushed up and knelt down beside the dragon couch.
These people, or old officials of the late emperor, thought that the late emperor died young and was the only son. If the emperor passed away now, the line of the late emperor would also be broken. How can we not be sad? What's more, he thinks that the emperor has no heirs and no successors, but the regent is young and strong, and holds the military power. If he inherits the throne from this, how many years will he be able to stay here?
Of course, there are also those who follow the trend to express the feelings of the monarch and his ministers.
In short, one by one crying is sincere, tears like rain.
Even King Yan's eyes turned red, and he couldn't help turning his head and said to Fu Changxi: "When the first emperor went, I was also beside me... This, it's only been a few years, why is it... ah..."
When the late emperor went, it was strange that King Yan was the elder brother, and it was very sad that the white-haired person sent the black-haired person. Who knows, it has only been a few years in the past, and the little nephew is only so old, and he has to follow him!
What's the matter!
The author has something to say: Yan's trump card, Yin-Yang Huanxi Dan, is eaten by dogs... so what!