Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

After the New Year, the previous dynasty made arrangements, and Emperor Cheng'an took down the Zhu family in a swift manner. He personally taught Jingxing the imperial mind, and left an imperial edict to seal it for a hundred years, declaring Jingxing the emperor.

Concubine Yue knelt in front of the gate of Jianzhang Palace with her belly bulging for more than three months. She removed her makeup and hairpins and apologized. Her voice was hoarse and no longer as charming as before, and every word she said was stained with tears.

"Haven't you left yet?" Emperor Cheng'an sat up straight and asked in a cold voice.

Water drops fell in strings under the eaves of the Jianzhang Palace, and the dripping sound sounded extremely pleasant. The information brought by the wind made Emperor Cheng'an look stern and murderous. Otherwise, huh.

"Concubine Yue is still kneeling there," Su Qin said in a low voice.

I can't understand why His Majesty didn't order all of them to be executed. Wasn't it just exile? Is that necessary? The right thing to do is to give birth to the child safely. Of course, he would not remind Concubine Yue.

If he had the chance, he might send Concubine Yue to death, so that she would understand that eunuchs are not to be bullied!

Emperor Cheng'an put down the brush in his hand and wiped his hands.

"I order to strip her of her title and demote her to a concubine. The second princess will be moved to Changning Palace, and if she continues to cry and make a fuss, she will be demoted to a noble lady." Emperor Cheng'an said coldly.

"Yes." Su Qin bowed slightly and leaned back.

When he walked outside to the corridor, he felt a gust of cold spring rain as dense as silk. Concubine Yue lowered her body and became more fragile. Her pale face made her look more charming. It was a pity that he was not a man.

"Your Majesty, are you willing to see me?" He raised his eyes slightly, trying to show the best curve, and his hoarse voice made people feel pity.

"Your Majesty has decreed that Concubine Yue has been disrespectful in front of the emperor, offended the emperor, repeatedly violated palace rules, and refused to repent. She is hereby stripped of her title and demoted to a concubine," he said, waving the whisk in his hand. "Please come in, Concubine Qin?"

Deprive me of my title? Zhu Huiqin collapsed to the ground. The rain was cold, and her neat clothes were covered with stains. She even ignored the sudden pain in her lower abdomen. She seemed to be crying and laughing. Concubine? Your Majesty, don't you have any friendship at all? She covered her lower abdomen with her hands.

"Your Majesty, the most important thing now is to take care of yourself." Zhiqi, the senior palace maid beside her, whispered.

"I accept your command and thank you." She bowed, gave Zhiqi a look, and then fell weakly into Zhiqi's arms.

Since it involved the heir to the throne, an exception was made and Concubine Qin was sent back to the Qingyang Palace in the sedan chair waiting outside and paraded through the streets.

In Fengyi Hall of Changle Palace, Madam Zhu Bei Lingge (wife of Zhu Junxi and legitimate daughter of Prince Beijing) came quickly, without even moving her skirt. The sound of her rings and jewelry could be heard as she approached.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, and the Princess, please be happy."

"There's no need to be so polite, mother." Before Madam Zhu could even kneel, Zhu Yuanzhi helped her up, her eyes and brows were extremely gentle.

"Etiquette cannot be abolished," he said gently but with a touch of strength.

"It's okay for us, mother and daughter, here," he led her to sit down.

"Jiuli, this is your grandmother, A Niang's mother," Cai said to Jiuli who was casually playing with the nine-ring chain beside him.

"Hello, grandma." He nodded lazily and turned away.

Madam Zhu took off the white jade ring from her waist as a gift. Because of the difference between the emperor and his subjects, she only looked at him twice more. He looked very much like His Majesty, while Jingxing looked very much like the Empress. So she replaced the original gift with the jade ring.

"Hello, Princess. You are a role model of a gentle and quiet princess." He praised and handed the white jade ring to Jiuli with a smile.

"Mother, she is just a naughty monkey who can't sit still." She smiled and lightly tapped Jiuli's eyebrows, "She is naughty and mischievous."

"You must have taken after His Majesty? You were very well-behaved when you were a child." That's even better. A princess who looks very much like His Majesty will surely enjoy wealth and glory in the future. What's more, she is the prince's sister?

"Mother, I'm going back first." He bowed perfunctorily.

"Drive slowly. There is date paste and yam cake in the kitchen today. Ask Meiruo to get some." He then motioned Eryao to go and take it over.

"Okay." He replied, and the villain had already walked out of Fengyi Palace.

"Jingxing and Jiuli are both old, it's time for you to give them a younger brother or sister. Jingxing is the crown prince, and only with the help of brothers and sisters can he live long." The princess is still a princess no matter how smart she is.

"Jingxing doesn't lack brothers and sisters," Zhu Yuanzhi looked around, lowered her eyebrows and looked at her fingers, "Let's wait until they are older."

"It's good that you know what's going on," he patted the back of Zhu Yuanzhi's hand.

"Princess," Meiruo stood with her hands hanging down, looking at her toes.

"How?" A big word "Jing" was written on his hand.

"Chuyi has preliminarily completed the task," Meiruo replied, feeling panic-stricken. What does the princess want to do?

"Put people in the four border armies, keep them quiet, cut off contact and there is no need to pay attention to them in the future." He threw away the brush.

"Yes." He slowly backed away, feeling frightened.

Jiuli sat cross-legged, looked at her own hands, and comforted herself that she would be able to leave the palace and set up her own business in the future.

The Palace of Prince Beijing is located in the northern border, bordering the Kingdom of Fuqiang (whose wealth depends entirely on robbing), and is watching the secret letter sent from the capital.

"The prince is kind and compassionate" is not a good comment.

He picked up the pen to write a letter home and sighed. The current Great Zhou could not withstand the turmoil and was surrounded by enemies. What did it have to do with him?

In the Jianzhang Palace, Emperor Cheng'an looked at Jingxing, who was standing in front of him with his neck stretched out and looking at him. Veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he kept reminding himself in his heart that this was a close relationship and he couldn't fight.

"You think you're not wrong?" He said coldly, suppressing his anger.

"Father," Jing Xing said without panic, citing classics and making clear arguments, trying to convince Emperor Cheng'an with his own views, "Father, your actions are too cruel and inhumane."

"I have really been corrupted by those sour Confucian scholars," he said softly. Fortunately, he was still young and could still change himself. "Father will consider it."

The confrontation between the father and son really surprised Su Qin. When did His Royal Highness become so brave? Could it be that he didn't know?

"Okay, you go back to the East Palace first," he waved his hand, not wanting to see this rebellious son, "Su Qin, please invite Master Zhu to the palace."

"Yes." Su Qin looked at the little prince with secret sympathy.

Tutor Zhu had fought with the late emperor before, but he didn't win. However, dealing with the little prince was easy for him.

Grandfather? Jingxing's eyes lit up and he saluted happily, his heart and eyes full of his grandfather who loved him the most. He had no idea what he was about to face.

Zhu Junxi entered the palace late at night. She sat down and listened to Emperor Cheng'an's objective description. Zhu Junxi's eyes were cold and indifferent. "Prince!"

"The prince is indeed a little too soft-hearted," he commented, clearly understanding what a weak ruler with strong ministers is facing. The Qin Dynasty that was stabilized by Emperor Cheng'an is very likely to perish in the third generation.

"I plan to send the prince to the northern border." Perhaps the prince has been living too comfortably in the palace and would like to see blood?

“Then your majesty asked me to come to the palace?” Zhu Junxi thought that he wanted to take the prince away and teach him a lesson, what? ? ?

"Of course we go together, there is no conflict." He didn't consider at all that he didn't want to see his father-in-law, and Zhu Junxi didn't want to either.

"Yes," I agreed and suddenly realized where to go? Where to go? The North? Isn't that the territory of Beijing Prince's Mansion? ? ?

He turned around and stared at Emperor Cheng'an with dead fish eyes, hoping that what he just heard was false and that he must have heard it wrong.

"The Iron Guards escorted the teacher and Jingxing to the northern border, and Su Qin escorted the teacher out." He rarely looked guilty, "Teacher, this is not my fault. The teacher's wife hasn't seen her family for a long time."

"You," Zhu Junxi jumped up and down. If Su Qin hadn't stopped her quickly, she would have smashed Emperor Cheng'an on the head with her shoe.

"Not only do you not thank me, but you are also so irritable." Emperor Cheng'an said, and quickly walked into the Winter Warmth Pavilion.

I finally felt a little safer. The teacher is still going strong.