I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man: 98. Old things in the south
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This is an anti-theft chapter
Spit blood and coma? Think of the domineering General Pei I met last night. Such a weak condition appeared on his mighty body. Imagine the scene, Qin Nuo wanted to laugh inexplicably.
Next, I thought that I was already at the gate of Qianyuan Hall when I met Pei Ling. Before entering the palace, he vomited blood and fell into a coma... Could it be... "Where did General Pei go to get sick?"
Li Wan thought for a while: "It seems to be at the gate of Qianyuan Palace. The servant just listened to the palace man over there."
The entrance of Qianyuan Hall! Could it be that General Pei fell ill as soon as he left? There is something wrong, the road has been walked for more than half of the time, but it is going to come out at the gate of the palace. It should be that Pei Ling suddenly discovered something wrong, and then temporarily changed the decision to enter the palace. This is not the place where it's wrong, isn't it me?
Things are so weird, Qin Nuo will inevitably be hesitant. But there is no time for him to think carefully. After changing clothes in a hurry, rushed to Qianyuan Palace.
The memorial ceremony for the emperor’s Daxing has been quickly arranged. The entire Qianyuan Palace is hung with solemn white silk. The once magnificent palace is very cold, like winter is coming,
The princes were all concentrated in the Dongbian Hall. Qin Nuo wanted to inquire about Pei Ling's news, but when he entered the door, he felt that the atmosphere was not right.
Everyone's faces were silent, especially Qin Ze, pale and haggard, looking like he was on the verge of collapse.
Qin Nuo's heart shook all of a sudden.
Seeing him come in, Qin Xun stepped forward and reminded in a low voice: "Nine brother, just now the concubine Xianniang went."
Sure enough, the Dongchuang incident happened! Qin Nuo couldn't suppress his fierce heartbeat, what should I do? Fantuo hasn't made a confession yet...
I was in a panic, but I heard Qin Xun continue to sigh and say: "The concubine Xian was mourned for the death of her father and the emperor, she threw herself into the water, and died in each other's lives. Such virginity is really a model of my Da Zhou woman."
Throwing water... committing suicide? Qin Nuo couldn't turn his head for a while.
How did this conclusion come about? God TM committed suicide by throwing water into it. With such a big wound on Concubine Ge Xian's stomach, a blind man would consider suicide!
"This... how could this happen?" Qin Nuo's eyes flickered.
"Just now, there have been no traces of the concubine in the hall. The empress sent someone to search, but she didn't expect to get such news." Qin Xun sighed, "Ah, the concubine has an upright temperament. It is reasonable to choose such a concubine. ."
Queen Huo suppressed the news! Qin Nuo immediately realized why? Is it because you don't want to make the funeral more troublesome? After all, the emperor had just died, and the people were in panic. If the news that Ge Xianfei was killed for no reason is heard again, it will inevitably trigger unnecessary associations in all aspects. For Empress Huo, the opportunity to assassinate Pei Ling has been lost, and now that the crown prince has successfully ascended the throne is more important than anything else.
If Empress Huo made a move, there would be no flaws. Thinking about this, Qin Nuo relaxed a little, and suddenly felt a cold gaze lock on him.
It's Qin Ze, he doesn't need to look back, he can understand how gloomy and probing that gaze will be.
Qin Ze should not easily believe the lie of committing suicide by throwing water into the water. How should he hide it from him?
Fortunately, Qin Ze didn't immediately ask about it. After all, it's hard to tell the truth about Qin Nuo, and the funeral is about to begin.
The emperor’s funeral is such a major event, and the etiquette is extremely complicated. Qin Nuo can't remember how many times he knelt down, kowtows, and cries with everyone, repeating it over and over again from dark to dawn, and then to dark. The foreign ministers were better, and could take advantage of the timing of official duties to leave and rest for a while. The clan was miserable. In the square in front of Qianyuan Hall, there were people kneeling in darkness, among them were 70-80-year-old men and five- or six-year-old children. I heard that there are several pregnant ladies on the female family, so they can only kneel on the cold bluestone ground honestly at this time.
As the princes and princes of the direct line, they knelt directly in the hall. At any rate, there was no need to kneel outside and blow the cold wind. However, because of this, there were still several weak princesses and princes who fell on their posts.
On the second day, even Qin Jian, who had always gritted his teeth, couldn't hold it anymore, and was faltering. Empress Huo didn't order the palace people to move him to rest in time like the previous princes and princesses, but ignored him.
Qin Jian was also a hard-headed man. After being in a coma for a while, he woke up leisurely, knelt down on the ground again, and began to cry. His voice is the loudest and most tragic in the whole inner hall, making people sad and crying.
Qin Nuo knelt behind him, simmering in sorrow, trance, and from time to time he could feel a gloomy line of sight falling on him, and suddenly a sharp spirit woke up, his line of sight left, and then another round of sadness. Sadly...
Having such a big confession makes people not cry well!
Finally returned from the Qianyuan Palace, lying in his room, Qin Nuo lying on the bed like a dead dog, really tired, these ancient etiquettes are really not human, but fortunately he has always been physically strong and thorough again. Wumai.
Speaking of, he has been so busy these days that he hasn't had time to consider this matter carefully. Struggling to get up from the bed, to the small study.
As a prince, he has his own matching study room, but Qin Nuo's study room is much cleaner than other princes. Not only is the furnishings simple, but the number of books is also small, which shows that the utilization rate is extremely low. This also greatly reduced Qin Nuo's workload.
The dozen or so parts of the lower level were all made by Qin Nuo after Qin Nuo crossed over and let Li Wan learn about this era for himself. I had already read it, and Qin Nuo glanced across it, then turned his eyes to the original collection, taking them out one by one to examine them carefully.
Yes, Qin Nuo is looking for the legendary martial arts secrets.
Qin Nuo, who had passed through before, could actually martial arts, this thing is too bizarre. In this short half-year of life, he has already understood Qin Nuo's life trajectory, and the Great Zhou Dynasty still paid attention to the education of the prince.
Except for the festivals and other holidays, the prince will begin enrollment at the age of five and will start enrollment in the morning and practice martial arts in the afternoon.
As a stupid prince who is not motivated, Qin Nuo's courses are undoubtedly easy. The cultural courses are all pretends, and it doesn't matter if you don't even go. Several masters will not ask about his schoolwork at all. He is also the only prince who has no accompanying students in the school. I don't know if Concubine Ge Xian moved her hands or feet, or the Ministry of Internal Affairs really completely forgot.
The afternoon class is martial arts, and the degree of freedom is greater. Some princes choose to practice bow and arrow riding, and some like to practice martial arts. People like Qin Jian who are interested in warfare can also choose to teach in this area. .
Qin Nuo is one of the members who learns boxing skills, and Qin Ze secretly scolds Wu Manzi for this reason. Only after crossing over, Qin Nuo became seriously ill, so he didn't participate in the afternoon class for a long time, and didn't go there a few times until last month.
From the only few contacts, Qin Nuo could feel that the two guards who taught him his fist and kick skills were purely dealing with errands. Although their attitude was respectful, they were completely playing with children.
So Qin Nuo felt disappointed after going there a few times. He had no interest in this at all. I never thought that after experiencing the crisis of the palace change, I discovered that my body had martial arts. I'm afraid that even the guards who taught him Kungfu didn't notice it.
So Qin Nuo suspected that the original owner did it himself.
After a while, dozens of books were all ceremonial classics, and they were beautifully displayed. If you want to say anything different...Qin Nuo took out one of them.
Looking through it for a moment, Qin Nuo's eyes lit up. The front and back are ordinary Buddhist scriptures. Only the font in the middle is different, densely packed with human figures, like pictures of human meridians.
Really a martial arts cheat!
Sure enough, things like the secret book treasure map are hidden in the Buddhist scriptures, "The Deer and Ding Ji" can't afford me! Qin Nuo really wanted to look up to the sky and laugh three times!
Close the booklet, look at the name "Putuo Midu Sutra", and have to look for a few more books to compare it to make sure it is this one.
Qin Nuo thought about it, and was about to take a closer look at the secret book, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"His Royal Highness, are you asleep?" It was Li Wan's voice, knowing that he was exhausted. If there is nothing important, he shouldn't come to disturb him.
Qin Nuo closed the booklet and tucked it back into the shelf. After returning to the bedside to sit down, he raised his voice: "Come in."
Li Wan opened the door and entered, his face turned pale, and the news that brought Qin Nuo was even more surprised.
"His Royal Highness, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has just sent news that Green Lotus was found dead in Xiyue Lake."
Qin Nuo's face changed, "How could this be?"
"Here, I sent Grandpa Chen and said, looking at the corpse, he should have slipped down while playing by the water this morning. Ask us if there is any special order in the temple. If not, we will deal with it according to the palace rules and send it. To be buried."
Slide down? There are fences across the slippery side of Yuzuki Lake, so how could it be possible to slip away easily. Could it be that he committed suicide by throwing water into it. It’s not right. If you say that Green Lotus was embarrassed by being pushed into the water before, and couldn’t bear the ridicule around you, it should have been thrown into the water a few days ago. Now the emperor has died and the palace is full of turmoil. Who remembers her? Something breaks.
Qin Nuo's face was gloomy, and Li Wan looked at him, not daring to talk too much.
For a while, Qin Nuo raised his hand and said: "Just follow the rules of the palace. Go to the silver cabinet and fetch twenty taels of silver, and tell the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make the coffin more decent. Then let Dongbo take the green lotus Count out the clothes and jewelry, and accompany her to the funeral."
Dongbo is the great palace lady next to Qin Nuo, in charge of many chores around him.
Li Maru opened his mouth, but did not say what he said, only sighed: "His Royal Highness. The slave will go and spread the word."
Qin Nuo understands that these twenty taels of silver and green lotus clothes and jewelry may not fall on her, but it is always a little bit of heart. Hypocritical? He couldn't be sure how Green Lotus died, but he must be inseparable from himself.
Is the matter of Ge Xianfei really that simple?
There is a cloud over my heart.
Concubine Ge Xian did not care about etiquette, raised her hand, and asked: "Where is the assassin?"
"I am the assassin." Huo Bin smiled.
Qin Ze opened his mouth wide in surprise, and the Huo family was willing to let this most distressed young son be an assassin.
Ge Xianfei couldn't help but said: "The son of a daughter, don't sit down, there are countless masters in the Huo family, why should you take the risk?"
"Although there are many masters, most of them are defeated by my sword, and the humble people are living with low temperament, how to pretend to be a prince? Pei Ling is not only extremely martial arts, but also has a vicious look in the eyes. Once he notices it , It is bound to fall short."
I heard the tune and my friend, talking about an old story about Pei Ling. Pei Ling is quite infatuated. More than ten years ago, his original wife died of illness, and he has never renewed the string since.
In the past few years, he has made outstanding achievements in warfare and has risen step by step. Many families want to marry him and introduce their daughters, but he declined.
There is a high school in Beijiang, whose young lady fell in love with Pei Ling at first sight and vowed not to marry the non-jun. When the father was tossed by her daughter, she really couldn't help but came up with a strange trick.
In order to love her daughter, a bureau was specially set up and Pei Ling was invited to come to a banquet, where her daughter pretended to be a luthier to perform.
At that time, Pei Ling was still a budding young military officer in Northern Xinjiang, and he was not as powerful as it is now. At the end of the song, the owner, as an elder, offered to give him the luthier. Among the nobles, it is very common to give handmaidens to each other.
The family's decision is that as long as the daughter enters Pei Ling's mansion, she will announce her identity later and act as Pei Ling. Anyway, the two have a good relationship with Pei Ling, even if they are reluctant. I can only marry a daughter.
I didn't expect Pei Ling to see through it with a glance, and laughed at how the humble people can be worthy of the voice of wealth. The implication in the words is that the identity of the young lady has been seen through.
This matter was later widely circulated as Pei Ling rose up step by step. Everyone praised General Pei as worthy of being a son of a family. Even though he had been in the army for more than ten years, he was still elegant and elegant.
What Qin Ze wanted to say to Huo Bin, but was blocked by Ge Xianfei's words.
"When will you act?"
Huo Bin represents the meaning of the Huo family. Since they themselves are willing to let their son take risks, why bother to talk about it as an outsider.
"The empress is really refreshing." Huo Bin praised, "The decree for calling Pei Ling and several important ministers into the palace has been drawn up, and they will be sent out in half an hour. Let's change our clothes and get ready to do something. ."
When things came, Ge Xianfei's expression shifted a bit, and she paused before she said: "Second son, I think you are three points taller than Ze'er. Rather than pretending to be Ze'er, it is more suitable for His Royal Highness Jiu." /
These remarks were a little guilty. She thought that the Huo family must arrange for a master doorman to perform the assassination, but she didn't expect that even her son would be sent out. In such a comparison, she seemed cowardly.
Huo Bin looked over her shoulder and looked at Qin Nuo who was lying unconscious on the couch.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw a person lying on the couch. He thought it was Concubine Ge Xian who cleaned it up for fear of getting in the way, but he didn't expect it to be the idea. A trace of contempt flashed in Huo Bin's eyes, and he smiled cheerfully: "Alright, it's just borrowing clothes anyway."
Ge Xianfei and Qin Ze both breathed a sigh of relief.
It shouldn't be too late, Qin Nuo's coat was taken off by Qin Ze just now. Now it was handed to Huo Bin, and he changed his clothes three times.
The prince’s costumes all have dark beauties, silver threads are intertwined, and the brilliance is drifting. When Huo Bin wears it, it looks even more splendid and extraordinary. He drew out a long sword that was as thin as a cicada's wings and hid it close to his waist.
Seeing the actions of the opposite Qin Ze staring at him, Huo Bin smiled brightly, showing white teeth: "Does your Highness Ten like this?"
Qin Ze's eyes flashed, "Such a long soft sword is rare."
"Ha, this is not something for children to play with." After hiding the soft sword, Huo Bin quickly opened the door and left.
The interior calmed down again, and Ge Xianfei sat down on the chair in despair, half-sounding, groaning and groaning, "This...can it be successful?"
Qin Ze said with a sullen face, "Who knows, these chaotic officials and thieves!"
"What?" Ge Xianfei almost didn't believe her ears.
"Father hasn't died yet, so they openly messed up, huh, isn't it a chaotic courtier?"
Ge Xianfei was so frightened by him that she jumped up from her chair and scolded: "What are you talking about! Don't kill me!"
Qin Ze's face was gloomy and didn't speak.
Ge Xianfei continued to reprimand her son in a low voice: "It is the meaning of the empress and the prince. The throne will be handed over to them sooner or later. Even if the emperor knows it, she won't say anything."
Is it throne? His prince's brother relied on the Huo family to get that position, how is it different from the Huo family's puppet? Now that the clan is weak, the prince Qin Cong is okay, and the rest of the princes, such as the Huo family and the Pei family, who hold heavy soldiers, who will put them in their eyes!
The dazzling expression of Huo Bin's contempt for himself just now may just be careless, but the attitude revealed in the carelessness is the most true!
Qin Cong clenched his fist tightly. "One day in the future, I won't have to be despised by this kind of martial artist..."
What do you think? Concubine Ge Xian did not expect that her son would suddenly mention this, and frowned, "The second son Huo was about to take a dangerous move just now. It is inevitable that he was negligent in etiquette. I must have inadvertently. My son, you are the prince of the clan, why bother about it."
Is the clan prince? Qin Nuo sneered without speaking.
Compared with Qin Ze's sudden resentment, Qin Nuo lying on the bed was even more aggrieved.
I can only lie here on such an important night. And you must always pay attention to restrain your breath, pretend to be asleep, so as not to be silenced.