Chapter 69: The dust has settled (finale)

Zhao Yuan hanged himself.

Although Wei Xu led troops to surround the Manlu Palace, he only restricted Zhao Yuan's movements. After Xue Shiying's death, he stayed awake for several days. At nightfall, he said that he wanted to rest and asked all the palace people to leave. Thinking that he couldn't stand it anymore, he withdrew from the hall.

When the palace attendants went in again to add fuel to the palace, they discovered that he had hanged himself.

When Yan Qing arrived, the body had been placed on the couch. Jiang Weiren did not let her see it, because the death of a man who hanged himself was horrific. Yan Qing stood in the outer hall in a daze, his eyes blank and lifeless, and he did not look at it for a long time. Send a message.

Jiang Weiren was standing beside her, and at such a moment, words became pale and feeble.

After a long time, Yan Qing spoke softly: "They are husband and wife after all, and they can be considered reunited..."

Zhao Yuan's death was said to be due to a sudden illness, but few people believed this statement. According to various rumors, how could Jiang Weiren force... The dead emperor was depicted in various ways, and those people seemed to see it in person.

People have speculated that the world is about to change its dynasty.

Not only that, many forces in the east and south have begun to publish slogans and prepare to send troops under the slogan of eradicating traitors and strengthening people.

Especially the princes of the Zhao family who were enfeoffed in various places. Although the ancestral system was left in the Taizu Dynasty and princes were not allowed to hold military power, those princes had been running the fiefdom for generations. After Zhao Yuan died, those people naturally gave birth to important people. In order to seize the throne, in the name of challenging Jiang Weiren, he wanted to send troops to Beijing to seize the throne.

As soon as the external troubles subsided, the internal strife broke out again.

Soon, news came from the capital that the Queen Mother Shengyi had passed away. External rumors were that the Queen Mother passed away because she was overwhelmed by His Majesty's departure.

In the front was the emperor's funeral, and in the back was the queen mother's. The whole country was mourning, and everyone was grieving together.

Historically, when the emperor died, the prince was not allowed to leave the fiefdom, for fear of taking the opportunity to enter the capital and seize power. However, during the funeral of the Queen Mother, in the previous dynasties, there was a precedent of the emperor's brother rushing to the capital to mourn.

Therefore, Jiang Weiren took advantage of the death of Queen Mother Shengyi and summoned King Ding Zhao Shu to Beijing in the name of Queen Mother Yi's lifetime decree.

From the time he returned to Beijing from Xuancheng, he had already thought about Zhao Yuan's successor to the throne. In fact, even if Zhao Yuan did not hang himself, he was determined not to spare his life.

He has considered all the princes one by one. He must consider not only his own talents, but also the checks and balances of all parties, so that he can suppress the government.

Ding Wang Zhao Shu is one generation younger than Zhao Yuan, but he is older than him. He is the fourth Ding Wang. His great-grandfather, the first Ding Wang, was Shizong's concubine brother. His grandfather was the late emperor Zhao Chun. 's cousin.

Among the princes, he is the closest to Zhao Yuan, and he is also the most talented among them.

Shortly after Zhao Shu entered Beijing, Jiang Weiren took out Zhao Yuan's edict and said that it was the deathbed decree of Emperor Daxing that King Ding Zhao Shu should succeed to the throne.

No matter how much everyone doubts this edict, the rumors that Jiang Weiren will usurp the throne and change the world's surnames are self-defeating. Zhao Shu's identity is suitable. In theory, it is better than those who want to send troops under the banner of the royal family but are actually on the throne. The hereditary rule has lasted for more than ten generations, and the princes who are distant relatives of Zhao Yuan are more qualified to ascend the throne.

The capital was controlled by Jiang Weiren, and Zhao Shu succeeded to the throne very smoothly. Now that the new emperor had ascended the throne, those princes who were unwilling to give up had to be accused of treason if they wanted to send troops, so they all stopped.

The situation in the court gradually stabilized. In the backyard of Jiang Mansion, Yan Qing spent time with Ayu Aluan every day, focusing only on the infant Zhao Hui.

Although Jiang Weiren has not ascended the throne as emperor, he supported the new emperor to succeed to the throne, and now the state affairs also rely on him. He is still very popular in the court. There are few people below who have the desire to fawn over, but they are all avoided by him. After the court, he rushed back to the mansion.

When he went back that day, he saw Yan Qing holding the child and pacing back and forth, trying to coax the child to sleep.

The child's eyes were half closed, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or not. Yan Qing winked at him and told him to stay away and not to disturb the child.

After she had coaxed the child to sleep completely and put it in the crib, she walked quietly outside the house.

He had been waiting outside, and as soon as he saw her coming out, he pulled her close to his arms.

The dignified chief minister, like a coquettish child asking for sweets, held her tightly in his arms and complained: "Now you only hug him, not me!"

Mr. Jiang's mouth was full of jealousy. , obviously he has been complaining for a long time. The child is just a few months old and always cries at night. Although the wet nurse and Aluan are watching, Yan Qing is still uneasy. She has never given birth, but she is even more frightened. She is afraid of herself. Not being dedicated enough, I simply stayed with my child every night. As soon as I heard crying, I would get up and hug her.

She had good intentions and was afraid of disturbing his good sleep. In the past few months, he had been so busy that he could not rest well.

However, Jiang Weiren said that she deliberately neglected him, saying that she had a wet nurse and servants, so he insisted on letting her sleep next to him.

How could Yan Qing listen to him? He scolded the chief minister several times for his ignorance.

In late spring, the weather had warmed up, and the clothes on her body were thinner. Holding her tightly like this, the undulating curves of her body were so clear, and Yan Qing quickly felt Master Jiang's reaction.

"Jiang Tingchen!" She frowned and broke away.

Master Jiang was even more unwilling to accept it. In the past, she was the Queen Mother. Due to their status, the two of them had few opportunities to get close. But back then in Hanliang Palace, she took the initiative to relieve herself, so that there was no obstacle for them to have a good relationship. Now that they are together, she treats him less caringly than before.

Mr. Jiang said gloomily: "My daughter-in-law, whom I bought from a narrow escape, was cut off by a young boy!"

Seeing him like this, Yan Qing was angry and funny, and teased him, "Didn't you forget? He has to call me grandma, you are two generations older than him. "

Isn't that right? Mr. Jiang always makes people confused by relying on this skin, and they forget that he is now over forty. It is not confusing. Age.

Speaking of this, Yan Qing felt a little sad. When ordinary people reached his age, wouldn't they all be grandfathers, but he was so empty that he couldn't even let him be his father.

"Okay," she came closer and took the initiative to hold his neck, "I heard from the wet nurse that it will be better when the child is older. When Qian'er is one year old, I will make it up to you, okay?"

Qian was given to the child by Jiang Weiren. Since the child wanted to follow them and could no longer have the surname Guo, he followed him, and the taboo name was Jiang Qian.

Now Xiao Qian'er is less than four months old, and it's still more than half a year until he turns one. Master Jiang almost vomited blood when he heard it.

Since she had taken the initiative to come closer, how could he let her go? He pressed her against his chest and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow comes tomorrow. There are so many tomorrows. You need to make up for it now, no matter what later..."

Yan Qing was about to say When he opened his mouth, he blocked his mouth with his lips.

She had already seen enough of Jiang Weiren's shamelessness. Now outside the house, servants were coming and going. She struggled hard and finally pushed him away.

"You're so naughty," she scolded him with a red face, "You didn't even look where it was?"

"You're right," he nodded, "I want to change places..."

Yan Qing was stunned, but was He held her in his arms and walked towards the study. Yan Qing was so embarrassed, but she still followed him half-pushingly.

Yan Qing thought that this crooked old man really had a plan. If the two of them went to the main room in broad daylight, the servants would definitely guess it as soon as the door was closed. But in the study room, he had a couch with all the quilts.

Yan Qing understood that she had indeed neglected him, so she was soft-hearted, but when she entered the study room, she made an agreement with him, saying that Qian'er wanted to come and sleep for about an hour, and that she would go see the child later.

He promised well, but turned around and refused to let her go. Yan Qing was always useless at this time. He also deliberately took advantage of the opportunity and asked her to do whatever he wanted before letting her go see the child. At first, Yan Qing followed suit, but later His request became more and more shameless, and Yan Qing couldn't help it, so he gritted his teeth and refused to agree, but he did not escape his methods, and finally begged for mercy.

When he calmed down completely, it was already dark outside. Yan Qing wanted to get up, but he couldn't muster the strength.

"The wet nurses are here, don't worry." He also advised.

"Qian'er is obedient," she gave him a look, "but some people are disobedient."

Mr. Jiang just pretended to be stupid, lay down next to her again, hugged her, and said softly: "Qingqing, the new emperor has ascended the throne. Things in the court are still not in order, so we can only delay. Let's leave in a few months, okay?"

Yan Qing naturally understood him and nodded: "Qian'er is too young. I can't stand the bumps of the carriage. It'll be fine when he's almost a year old."

He took out her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers, and the two of them cuddled up like this without saying a word. Extremely satisfying.

Six years later, Yizhou.

"Daddy, daddy!" The little girl with her hair in her hair ran to her father, "When will the fireworks be set off?"

The little girl raised her face, her pink and tender face covered with sweat. The man bent down, She tucked her daughter's sweat-wet hair behind her ears and whispered, "It's almost here, just wait a little longer."

Today is Shangyuan, and the state capital of Yizhou City will set off fireworks in the city, although it is not as good as The growth in front of Xuande Tower in Beijing is also a grand scene that the people in the city look forward to every year.

"Nian Lan is tired, right?" Jiang Weiren asked his daughter, "Can daddy hug me?"

Yan Qing looked on and saw that he was looking for an opportunity to hug his daughter again, but sure enough, Nian Lan tilted his head, Said: "No dad, I want to hold my brother!"

After saying that, the little girl ran to the other side of Yan Qing and held the hand of Jiang Qian who was walking beside Yan Qing. Jiang Qian took out the handkerchief from his arms in a familiar manner. Son, holding my sister with one hand and wiping her sweat with the other.

Jiang Weiren watched from the side, unable to hide the resentment in his eyes.

Yan Qing sees her daughter rejecting her father eight hundred times every day, and now she doesn't even know what to say to comfort him.

In the end, she could only pat him on the shoulder and said, "Well, it's like this..."

Mr. Jiang was speechless. Seeing his wife's words of comfort and clearly sly look on her face, Mr. Jiang leaned down and got close to her. He said bitterly in his ears: "My daughter pays her debts, you can make it up to me when you go home!"

Mrs. Jiang, who had inexplicably owed the debt, glared at him with dissatisfaction. In a blink of an eye, her daughter was clearly tired. Nian Lan had always been used to it. Once she was sleepy, , and would keep rubbing his eyes.

"Okay, Nianlan, your brother is tired," Yan Qing leaned over and said to his daughter, "Don't you want to see the fireworks as soon as possible? Then we have to rush to the front of the government office and let your father hold you. , let’s go faster.”

Besides her brother, Nian Lan heard her mother’s words for the second time, so she nodded and said in a sweet voice, “Okay then…”

That tone clearly sounded like a compromise. But Jiang Weiren turned a deaf ear and happily held his daughter in his arms. Although Nian Lan always disliked his father, she was most familiar with Jiang Weiren's arms since she was a child, and she quickly found the most comfortable position. , and soon Jiang Weiren heard his daughter's shallow cry.

The little guy's head was leaning against his ear, and Jiang Weiren's heart turned to water.

However, Yan Qing deliberately came closer and joked in a low voice: "Our Lord Jiang has always had a lot of love in his life. He has always been chased by others. Finally, Lord Jiang has also tasted the feeling of worrying about gains and losses. Not bad, not bad..."

Mr. Jiang held his daughter carefully and let her laugh at her, but he was very happy in his heart.

Yan Qing got pregnant more than a year after they left Beijing. He was really surprised and happy. He just felt that it was a gift from God.

Yan Qing had a hard pregnancy, and he had to worry about it every day. The child was already suffering enough before he was born, but fortunately the child was born smoothly.

Jiang Weiren was afraid of Yan Qing's hard work. He would hold his daughter when she cried or made trouble, which did not make Yan Qing tired at all. But for some reason, his daughter still refused to kiss him, which made his old father very upset.

What made him even more angry was that his daughter only saw her brother. Whatever Qian'er said would work. Yan Qing was indeed right. This was the first time Jiang Weiren had been disliked like this. It was a cycle of cause and effect.

The family walked towards the government office, and there were more and more pedestrians on the road. There were already fireworks rising in the sky not far away, and sparks bloomed in the sky. Nianlan wanted to see the fireworks, but now she saw that she was sleeping soundly. , Jiang Weiren was reluctant to wake his daughter up.

There was a huge crowd of people in front of the government office, which was no different from the grand scene in front of Xuande Building. Jiang Weiren was focused on taking care of his daughter to avoid being hit by pedestrians, but unexpectedly a group of people in front of him came over and separated Yan Qing from him.

He looked around anxiously, but saw no one, and was horrified. At this moment, fireworks burst out one after another, and the firelight illuminated the dark night. Under the fireworks, she was holding Qian'er's hand and standing not far away.

He stepped forward quickly, feeling heat in his eyes.

But she laughed, raised her head and spoke to him. The fireworks were blooming in the night sky. The sound covered her voice, but just by looking at the shape of her mouth, Jiang Weiren understood what she was talking about.

What a coincidence.

Many years ago in front of Xuande Tower, she was knocked into his arms by a crowd. She looked up at herself and said, "What a coincidence." He

obviously wanted to see her, but he could only pretend to meet her by chance. At that time, he While blocking the pushing crowd for her, he whispered: "Miss Yan, it's you."

He once said to her, you have seen the moon on the Qujiang River. It looks like it is in the water, but it is actually in the sky.

But she doesn't know that some people are always hidden in her heart even if they are on the horizon.

And he said it early on, Miss Yan, it’s you.

Many years later, there was the same steady flow of people and the same fireworks all over the sky, as if time had gathered and fate was changing.

He held his daughter with one hand and held her with the other. He smiled and said softly, "What a coincidence, Mrs. Jiang."

The moment passed, but it became eternity.

What a coincidence, it was you in the past and it will be you in the future.

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