The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

The old lady didn't sigh. Sitting on the stool just given by Emperor Dongsheng, the old lady said: "You can't say that. The royal wealth is enjoyed. How can we say that this wealth is not good?"

This is going to be in their village, to say such things, is to be accused of not knowing the blessing in the blessing, and blinding this wealth.

Emperor Dongsheng got up, walked down the pill steps, stood in front of the old lady, think about the emperor kicked a round stool and sat in front of the old lady.

The old lady didn't whisper until Emperor Dongsheng sat down: "Where is the time when there is no successor? Did someone force you?"

The old lady's expression of concern, her eyes full of distress, made Emperor Dongsheng feel a little trance for an instant. When he was in trouble, he woke up from a coma, and when he saw his godmother, the old lady also looked like this. Only then, he had not yet ruled the world, he was just a fugitive whose life was not guaranteed, and the old lady, Emperor Dongsheng thought in a daze, that his godmother was still with his four sons at that time, and the whole family was neat and tidy. Woolen cloth.

"Holy," the old lady called softly.

Emperor Dongsheng returned to his senses and said: "Who can I be persecuted now?"

Old lady: "There is no such a person, but there is such a great principle, there are those sages who have died but will be moved out from time to time, those sages, and the first emperors. Holy sage, this person is alive, There is always something that can cure you."

Emperor Dongsheng rubbed his hands back and forth on his knees.

"I am an old lady, I don't understand national affairs," the old lady said: "The child in the West Tower is talking upside down, but he has something to say, I think he was right."

Emperor Dongsheng: "Which sentence?"

Old lady: "You have to see your Royal Highness."

Emperor Dongsheng fell silent all at once.

"It's hard to say things," the old lady said, "but you have to tell him, after you say, his heart will fall back in your stomach. You have to let him know whether it is good or bad."

Emperor Dongsheng: "He knows it."

"That's just what he thought," the old lady insisted: "You didn't tell him. What if your Royal Highness wants to hear you talk to him?"

Emperor Dongsheng fell silent again.

The old lady tried to stretch out her hand, and finally her heart froze. The old lady took the hand of Emperor Dongsheng and whispered: "My old lady has lived in the capital for these years. I have heard that sentence, called father and son. Lords and ministers."

Emperor Dongsheng's hands were cold.

Old lady: "Whether the monarch or the minister, or the father and son, just remember, that is your son. The queen and your wife have been married to you for half their lives, so you have such a son. How can you be willing?"

"Go to see His Royal Highness. If you have anything, you can tell him face to face." The old lady shook Emperor Dongsheng's hand and persuaded: "Your Royal Highness is so sensible. Tell him about your hardships. He can understand. .. When people get along with each other, what’s most afraid of is not to say something, guess each other, and ask my old lady to say, this is what you can do, guess what!"

Emperor Dongsheng laughed at what the old lady said.

"Go and see," the old lady said.

"But what do I want to say?" Emperor Dongsheng whispered: "The emperors all told his father that your illness can't be cured, and you won't live long. Father can't help it. Father has to help this country. Have another plan? Godmother, I can't say that."

The old lady said in astonishment: "Is it really to this point?"

Emperor Dongsheng nodded.

The old lady said in her mouth. His Royal Highness had met her several times. Every time she saw her, His Royal Highness smiled and called her grandma. The old lady's heart hurts, and her sigh brings sadness and regret.

"Look at this god, there are people who have been living for a lifetime, and they have a long life," the old lady sighed to Emperor Dongsheng: "There are people who are destined to do important things, but they have no life expectancy. God is used to it. Playing tricks."

"Danny," Emperor Dongsheng said, "Zhao Lingque is the second son of my third cousin, Ronglin Wang Zhaojun. This child is ten years old this year, three years younger than Brother Xian. He is a clever child. I decided. Let Jiang Xian be his companion."

The old lady said nothing.

Emperor Dongsheng: "Zhao Lingque's mother and eldest brother are dead, and now Ronglin Palace is his stepmother in charge of housework."

Old lady: "This little son is not getting along well with his stepmother?"

Emperor Dongsheng: "Yes."

The old lady understands, this child is afraid that he will not be able to survive in Ronglin Palace. If there is a stepmother, there will be a stepdad. At this time, Emperor Dongsheng took the child into the palace, which was tantamount to saving the child's life.

"But the life in this palace may be difficult," the old lady said to Emperor Dongsheng: "You can't take care of him all the time. The empress is afraid that she still has grievances against him."

Emperor Dongsheng: "If you want a beautiful future, how can you not endure hardship? I didn't want him to fight for his life, but I was kind to him."

The old lady has nothing to say. The old lady knows how the Emperor Dongsheng came to the throne.

"Let Xian brother get along well with him," Emperor Dongsheng said.

Old lady: "My old lady, can't refuse?"

Emperor Dongsheng: "Goddamn, you should be helping me."

Old lady: "Brother Xian is not a student. When that little boy meets him, don't get to the end, neither of them can read books."

Emperor Dongsheng laughed and said, "I still plan to send them to Erniu's army in the spring of the coming year and let them suffer."

The old lady was sure now. Among the young children of the clan who were about to be taken into the palace, this Zhao Lingque was the most valued by Emperor Dongsheng.

"Isn't this putting the child on fire?" the old lady whispered: "If you want to arrange this, he will become a target?"

Emperor Dongsheng: "Then he will find a way to survive, and Brother Xian can also help him."

old lady:"……"

You value Jiang Xian too much, no, you value Jiang Erniu too much!

"Why do I look down on you so much?" Outside the hall, Zhao Lingyun shouted at Zhao Lingxiao at this time: "You are a dog, do you dare to stand in front of Lao Tzu?"

Zhao Lingxiao stood silent.

Chen Jinzhong stopped Zhao Lingyun with a bitter face and said, "Master, it was the son of the sage Xuanshi who entered the palace. Don't you, don't do this, you are in the Chengde Hall."

Don't be muddled in this place!

Zhao Lingyun looked at Zhao Lingxiao with almost fire in his eyes. There was this person's involvement in bad things. This person is a scourge to live.

"Master, you calm down," Chen Jinzhong pushed Zhao Lingyun back.

Jiang Xian saw Zhao Lingxiao's anger, but at the Chengde Hall of the imperial palace, the second youngest Jiang didn't dare to make big moves and fight in front of the Holy Supreme? Isn't this crazy?

"Stay by your side," Zhao Lingyun pushed Chen Jinzhong away, jumped up, and Master Zhao smashed Zhao Lingxiao's face with a fist.

When it comes to martial arts, Zhao Lingxiao is not a little bit stronger than Zhao Lingyun. Shi Ziye was slightly to the side, and he avoided Zhao Lingyun's punch.

"Fight, fight!" Jiang Xian shouted to Jin Shou.

The commander Jin Da was stunned, and he was fighting. He saw it, but what's the use of shouting to him?