Wei Lan Derivative · Houde · Ruhui

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In March of the 16th year of Zhengde, Ming Wuzong Zhu Houzhao died of illness.

Empress Dowager Zhang and Yang Tinghe, the chief assistant of the cabinet, decided that Xing Wang Zhu Houcong should inherit the Datong and welcome him to Beijing soon.

The carriage entered the capital again, and during the national mourning period, the spring day was as silent as winter.

Outside the Jinshui Bridge, the main gate of the Forbidden City, all officials congratulated the new emperor.

And his frame swayed into the leopard room.

White is hanging everywhere, and there is no trace of life.The car door opened, and a soft wind rushed in.

Xiao Huanyun, dressed in white and wearing a silver hairpin, stood beside the door.Watching him finally get out of the car.

At that time, the sea of ​​clouds was heavy, the cave sky was dawning, and Qiong's house was closed again, quietly.

Pei Wende pushed open the door and went.

The strong aroma of the medicine is still there, and the room is empty.But the quilts were still well placed, and there were many memorial letterheads stacked on the table.The ink is in the inkstone, and the pen is on the hanger.On the round table was his favorite set of tea sets. There were still two cups upside down and two cups upright. The water in the teapot was steaming and still warm.The old clothes of the two were stacked on the corner shelf, stacked together.

There is a wooden box on the head of the bed.

Pei Wende walked over and leaned against the bed.There was a familiar smell in the bedding.

The wooden box was gently opened, and the letter rolled out.

Each one is his letter, with hairs on the corners.

Xiao Huanyun walked over gently and put down something beside him.

"He said, this is for you..."

The fragrance wrapped around the tip of his nose, and the man held the flower and smiled.

Borrowing the peach blossoms from the mountain temple, I will give you a late spring branch as a gift, thank you for your kindness.

Pei Wende twirled the peach blossom, finally couldn't hold it back any more, he kept the peach blossom in his heart, buried his head and cried out.

He was not too sad all the way, and what everyone said was like a joke.

All of them are lying to themselves.

Ah Zhao how could he die?

Only 16 years, his dynasty is only a short 16 years.

But when the room no longer smelled of that person, only one of a pair of teacups needed to be filled, and the bed was half empty, he realized that they were not lying.

It's just that he doesn't want to believe it.

"Your majesty... golden words..." Pei Wende closed his eyes, greedily and desperately inhaled his breath that was still heavy in the blanket, but felt that there was a big space in his heart, and he couldn't breathe anymore.

Can't feel the throbbing.

"Your Majesty, you lied to me...you were the one who said you would take me home..."

"But when I came back, my home was gone, and you were gone."

"Azhao... Where is my home... Where are you..."

Pei Wende fell asleep and woke up in a daze, not knowing what year and month it was.

When Fen Dai knocked on the door again to deliver food, he still closed his eyes tightly.

"Are you... wanting to die?" She walked to the bed and whispered, "Why didn't he let you come back, don't you know?"

Pei Wende opened his eyes, his eyes were dull.

"The empress dowager wanted to kill you, but he couldn't hold on anymore. In order to protect you, he had to send you to Anlu, so that the little prince... the emperor can help you block the empress dowager." Fen Dai looked out the window: "Today, the new emperor has succeeded to the throne."

"The new emperor..."

"It's Prince Xing." Fen Dai said softly, "If he knows that you saved Prince Xing, he must be very happy."

Pei Wende's eyes became slightly brighter.Fen Dai brought the porridge: "Drink a little more. He put in so much effort, it's for you, so he can come back safely..."

Huge tears fell from the corners of Pei Wende's eyes.into the pillow.

It was night, and the queen mother sent a message to Pei Wende urgently.

Fen Dai couldn't stop the Queen Mother's men, so she hurried back to the Shang Palace Bureau.

The distant sandalwood fragrance in the palace room penetrates into the skin bit by bit.Pei Wende knelt down, the light and shadow in front of his eyes were in a trance.

Empress Dowager Zhang only paid three sticks of incense to the unlettered tablet, and spoke softly.

"Do you hate Aijia?"

Without waiting for Pei Wende's answer, she only said softly:

"The Ai family hates you, because the only child of the Ai family is with you and has received too many injuries. But the Ai family can't hate you, because the only child of the Ai family is all about you."

"The omen of the heavenly dog ​​eclipsing the sun is the general Xingwei Emperor. Now it seems that it is not bad."

"Pei Wende, the Ai family took the emperor and buried him in the imperial mausoleum. From then on, you have nothing to do with him. You...you can leave."

"Where does the queen mother let the minister go?" Pei Wende asked softly.

"The end of the world is so big, it's not like there's no place for you."

"Azhao is gone, where is my place in the world?"

Empress Dowager Zhang turned around: "You can no longer stay in the palace, the Leopard Room... Aijia thinks it is dirty there, so he will also demolish it. Aijia doesn't want to drive people away, so you leave on your own, leaving our face. After all Even if you die in front of Ai's family now, it is impossible to be buried with him."

Pei Wende lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "If I don't leave, what will happen to the Queen Mother? Will you kill me?"

A moment later, the voice was soft and delicate, accompanied by the sound of drawing a sword.

"meeting."

"I don't even know who gave the Queen Mother such a big face and dared to kill my imperial commander."

The door was pushed open suddenly, and the night wind blew the sandalwood away.The bright yellow clothes flashed by.

Zhu Houcong instantly removed the sword from the Empress Dowager's hand and threw it aside.

Empress Dowager Zhang narrowed her eyes, still smiling dignifiedly: "Your Majesty, it's so late, why don't you rest in the palace, what are you doing here at Ai's house?"

Zhu Houcong pulled Pei Wenwen up.

"Queen Mother, it's so late, what's the point of letting Mr. Pei kneel here if you don't rest in the palace?"

Empress Dowager Zhang looked at the young doll with a sneer: "This is a matter of mourning the family, the emperor, and has nothing to do with you. Besides, the emperor should not speak to your empress so loudly."

"Mother's queen?" Zhu Houcong stepped forward a few steps: "My mother is the Jiang family of Prince Xing's mansion. To me, you have neither the merit of procreation nor the grace of raising you. What kind of mother is you?"

As he spoke, his eyes became colder and treacherous, and he lowered his body.

Empress Dowager Zhang was shocked and fell down on the steps.

"Queen Mother, I enshrine you only because I am still willing. But if one day I don't want to..." Zhu Houcong had a pure smile on his face, but kicked up the sword on the ground and took it in his hand: "Master Hongzhi I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhu Houcong took Pei Wende away, and she was the only one left in the huge palace, with a faint fragrance around her.

"Pei Mu, is this retribution?"

Zhu Houcong pushed open the door of the Leopard Room for the first time.I was surprised to see the hut.It is rumored that there is such a simple and ordinary house in the Qionglou Yuyu, which is carved with gold and jade.

This room is full of warmth, everything is ready, it is no different from ordinary people's house.

He supported Pei Wende to sit on the round table, opened the pot and poured water.

"Brother Pei... Don't worry, you will live here, and no one can drive you away." Zhu Houcong sat on the side, looking at him worriedly.

After he woke up, he was still unconscious, with misty eyes, like a puppet that had lost its soul.

Zhu Houcong was about to persuade him again, but he heard him speak softly.

"Is there any wine?"

"Yes!" Zhu Houcong almost jumped up.For several days in a row, he was speechless, and he was like a total dementia. Now that he thinks of asking for something, there is still hope.He hurried out the door and told the eunuch who was serving him: "Go get the wine, Mr. Pei will give you everything you want, don't neglect!"

"Yes, servant girl knows!" The eunuch hurried to carry the wine.

He turned around, only to see Pei Wende looking at him quietly, his eyes half dim.

"Xiao'er, you will be a good emperor. According to what he always said."

Zhu Houcong's heart skipped a beat.

"Originally we planned to leave the palace after you ascended the throne and travel thousands of miles." Pei Wende sighed bitterly: "But now I really feel...he's gone..."

He pointed vainly: "The only thing he left me is this house."

"Brother Pei, you don't need to move out. This house is yours and your cousin's house, and no one can take it away."

Pei Wende's eyes reflected the lights under the eaves: "Xiao'er... thank you."

After ascending the throne, things were complicated, and Zhu Houcong was busy every day with grand ceremony discussions to rectify the names of his father, queen, mother and concubine, and rarely went to the Leopard Room.

Until Fendai stepped into the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

"He can't drink any more." Fen Dai was helpless, she had nothing to do except feel sorry for her: "Every day I only know how to get drunk and talk nonsense, and one day, this body will wear down too."

Zhu Houcong rushed to the leopard room, and smelled alcohol from a long distance away.Watching from a distance from the window, Pei Wende fell on the side of the couch, not knowing whether he was drunk or asleep.

"Master, Mr. Pei said that you can only see him in your dreams when you are asleep... the late emperor, and the slaves can't do anything about it."

Zhu Houcong stopped in his tracks.

After a while he turned and left.

It rained in the evening in May, and it was still a bit cool.

Zhu Houcong stepped into the gate of the Shang Palace Bureau, and the vine flowers were knocked down by the rain.

Xiao Huanyun, dressed in white and with a silver hairpin, leaned against the window, staring blankly at a corner of the sky.There the deeper clouds rolled over, weighing her down.

"aunt."

Zhu Houcong saluted her as before.

Xiao Huanyun returned to his senses, bowed down and kowtowed: "The next official sees the emperor."

"Auntie, get up." Zhu Houcong supported her: "Auntie, you are the only one who can help Brother Pei now. He is drunk every day, and I really don't know what to do."

"Pei Wende..." Xiao Huanyun slowly got up and gave a wry smile. "The monk... was right after all."

"What did aunt say?" Zhu Houcong was momentarily at a loss.

"It's nothing..." Xiao Huanyun took off the white cloak from the rack, turned around and looked at Zhu Houcong: "Please allow me... to take him to a place."

The early morning in Kangling was silent.

The five peaks are steep, and the corner of the exposed sky is the gloomy blue color of crab shells. Under the sky, there are a few dwarf pines.The Baishi mausoleum stood there alone.Not long after the rain, the wind was still a little cold, and the ground was a little wet.

The guards and eunuchs retreated quietly.

"Kangling... not all repairs have been completed yet. We are taking the small road." Xiao Huanyun folded his hands and looked up at the cemetery that was still being repaired on the other side of the White Stone Corridor. "After all, it's repaired...there won't be a chance to see him again."

Pei Wende walked towards the small mausoleum step by step.I don't know when the wind picked up, and it was continuous, blowing the thin clothes.He found it more difficult to go there, and the more he wanted to go there.It was like stepping on a knife edge on my feet, and my heart hurt step by step.

The stele stands in the middle, and the words "Tomb of Emperor Wu Zongyi of the Ming Dynasty" are written in big characters, with some edges and corners.

Pei Wende knelt down slowly under the stele, and he leaned against the stele, feeling a little warm for some reason.

Just like the palm of that person, holding a pen, holding a sword, throwing flowers and twisting a cup, there is always a warmth, and the palm of the hand is hot.

"Sleeping in this kind of place, the wind is so strong, will you be cold?"

"It's been so long, I've been sleepy day and night, but you don't want to come into my dream and see me."

He smiled bitterly, as if speaking to a child, his voice was soft, but with some unconscious grievances.

"Azhao, I'm back."

This time I went to dream, but it was behind the gate of ghosts, between the underworld.

The dark door roared open.

Pei Wende walked in softly, only to see that there was only a table and a chair in the dark place, and a girl in black was lying on the table, writing a book with a flickering spirit beside her.

Hearing movement, she raised her head.

"Who are you?"

Pei Wende was surprised for a moment, but still replied: "Pei Wende."

"Why did you enter the underworld eight hundred miles below the underworld, your soul?"

"Find an old friend."

"Who is the old man?"

"Emperor Wu Zongyi of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Houzhao."

"What are you looking for?"

"Let me tell you, the Ming Dynasty is stable, and my emperor's heart can be at ease. Just ask, in the dream, there are so many old people coming, but where is the king now?"

The girl nodded, flipping through the booklet under her hand quickly, and a beam of golden light instantly illuminated the darkness.

But in an instant, the girl giggled.

Pei Wende asked anxiously, "Where is he?"

"That was an idiot." The girl swung her sleeves, and the booklet closed again.

"He went to Huangquan earlier and didn't drink soup. He just stared at Wangxiangtai for a long time and said he would wait for someone."

"I don't know what happened later, he jumped into the well of reincarnation in a hurry, reincarnated as a waterfall of wind and rain, and went straight to the gourd valley."