A badly mutilated corpse was dragged in front of Dai Yi, Li Duo and Ni Qian.
Dai Yi approached and examined the corpse carefully for a while. Seeing that the iron shackles, clothes and physique were all the same, he could not help but laugh and say: "Sirs, this Wang Jinglong could not bear the hardships of serving and escaped from the Emperor's mausoleum. He accidentally fell into the valley and died. This has nothing to do with us. If the Grand Scholars ask, I hope that you can be our witness."
Wang Jinglong courted his own death. Dai Yi was the happiest. Not only could he escape from the responsibility, he could also use this opportunity to buy the position of the West Factory's Supervisor. How could he not be happy? Li Duo and Ni Qian nodded their heads repeatedly. Yang Yiqing, however, circled the corpse twice with a suspicious expression. He shook his head lightly and said: "Something is wrong. Sirs, this matter is a little strange."
Yang Yiqing was Yang Ling's trusted aide. Now that Yang Ling was promoted, the boat rose with the tide. Yang Yiqing's future was unpredictable. Dai Yi did not dare to belittle him. Hearing this, he politely asked: "What is Yang Xiaowei's opinion?"
Yang Yiqing pointed to the corpse and said: "Sirs, please take a look. Although this corpse is covered in mud, it was stained from rolling down the cliff. There is not much dust on his clothes. Moreover, there are no bruises on his ankles. There are no whip wounds on his body. Could it be that Wang Jinglong's injuries have all healed after falling down?"
"Ah!" The foreman, who was nodding and bowing at the side, let out a strange cry. He hurriedly said: "That's right, that's right. This bastard was whipped not long ago. His shoulders and neck are full of whip marks." As he said this, he pounced forward and tore the corpse's clothes. He saw that other than the scratches on his back and neck, the other parts were unharmed.
Dai Yi was shocked and angry. He shouted: "Substituting a peach for a corpse? This bastard has escaped? Then this corpse … someone on the mountain must have helped him escape. Aiyo, this criminal has escaped. How can I report to His Majesty? How can I let Mister Yang know? What should I do? "
Yang Yiqing pondered for a moment, then hurriedly said, "Aside from that cliff, Tai Ling is surrounded by the soldiers of the Divine Arms Battalion. The number of people going in and out of Tai Ling is limited. Eunuch Dai, this humble servant will immediately lead some men to search for him. Eunuch Dai, please search Tai Ling. Perhaps that scholar hasn't escaped yet."
Li Duo, Ministry of Rites's Yi said with a cold smile: "Good Wang Qiong. He went to Nanjing to Battalion. Even if Wang escaped, Wang, Wang will. Wang. Yi Yi will will. Wang and Yi will will. Yi will will with Yi will. by Battalion Duo. Wang Wang has escaped. by." Wang Ling Yang ". Eunuch Dai, Wang Qiong has many students and old acquaintances in the capital. They are not happy about his demotion. Wang Jinglong escaped. The most likely reason is that he went south to Jinling. Or he went to his brother's place in Zhejiang. There is another possibility … he gathered his courage and went to a place he should not go … "
Dai Yi suddenly understood. "The capital?" he blurted out. Gritting his teeth, he said to Yang Yiqing, "Yang Xiaowei, please investigate the suspicious people who entered and left Emperor's Mausoleum today. Official Li, Official Ni, I will have to trouble the two of you to take some men to check all the craftsmen, soldiers, and hiding places in Emperor's Mausoleum."
He waved his hand to summon a trusted little eunuch and said, "Quickly take our invitation and go to Dongchang. Ask Eunuch Fan to send people to carefully check all the roads leading to Jinling and Zhejiang. Also, take good care of the people in the capital who are close to the Wangs."
The capital was under the feet of the Emperor. Although Dai Yi was arrogant, he did not dare to act like Marquis Of Shouning when he was favored by the Hongzhi Emperor. He mobilized the capital army and the QING Five Cities Warlords to search all over the city. He could only mobilize the local snakes under control in Dongchang to secretly pay attention. He pondered for a moment and said, "Also, inform Mr Yang to be careful."
* * *
Eight beautiful and graceful young girls stood in front of Yang Ling with red faces. The vice envoy of the wedding was only responsible for the etiquette of serving the Emperor. As for the matters between men and women, they were taught by the female officials in the inner palace. Yang Ling was greatly relieved. Otherwise, he was afraid that it would be even more embarrassing than when he was facing Zhengde.
The creaking sounds of the five Metal Bodhisattvas in the Rainflower Pavilion still seemed to echo in his ears, and the roots of his teeth were still sore. Yang Ling clenched his teeth, looking steadily at a pillar with a dragon coiled around it in the hall, and said, "Four people enter the Imperial Palace every day for two consecutive days. You have to follow the rules when you enter the Emperor's chambers …"
The more Yang Ling spoke, the more awkward he felt. If he knew that the vice envoy of the Emperor had to do such things in addition to being a master of ceremonies, he would have found an excuse to resign from Zhengde. Now, no matter how he said it, he felt like he was the chief steward of the Ceremonial Office.
Although the eight beautiful women with delicate features could not help but feel bashful when they heard these matters between men and women, there was more joy and excitement in their eyes, and even … flames of lust!
They were clearly delicate beauties, but in their eyes, there was a fire that could burn a man into ashes … flames of lust. Yang Ling only took a glance and could not help but shiver.
Once these palace girls entered the palace, they would live here for the rest of their lives until they exhausted their youth and were thrown into the cremation well to become a pile of ashes. Even if the Emperor was kind enough to send the older palace girls back to their hometown, they would already be over thirty years old. It was unknown who they would be married to.
Now that they were fortunate enough to serve the Emperor, they would be female officials with status. Although they could not be Jin concubines, they could receive a monthly salary and did not need to do manual labor. To have this opportunity, it was really escaping from the sea of bitterness and ascending to the sky in one step. Furthermore, it was likely that this was the only chance in their lives to come into contact with a man. Although they did not dare to express it due to their shyness, how could they not be wild with joy in their hearts?
Yang Ling recited dryly: "After bathing, you must be naked. After being inspected by eunuch, you must be wrapped in a feather brocade quilt and sent to His Majesty's palace. All of you must remember, when His Majesty is lying on the bed, only his feet are exposed outside. After Gong-gong leaves the room, all of you must crawl into the quilt through the exposed 'dragon claws', and then make contact with the Emperor, you must not make a mistake. "
Yang Ling sniffled and said: "eunuch will wait outside for the time. Once the time changes and he summons you, you must immediately withdraw. If His Majesty urges you to stay, you must not exceed eunuch's shout twice. Remember, when facing His Majesty, you must not walk with your back to him. You must climb out of the bed upside down …"
Speaking to this point, Yang Ling looked at these graceful and beautiful women with their own characteristics. He could not help but secretly shake his head: "What is so good about being an Emperor? There are even people managing this kind of thing. There are so many stinky rules. This kind of Emperor lying on the bed, other than lust for women, how can he have the freedom to talk about love? Poor little Zhengde, I hope you can adapt to this kind of life … "
…
At this moment, Zhengde was in high spirits instructing the little eunuchs to hang the colorful lanterns offered by King Ning in Kunning Palace, Qianqing Palace and Imperial Garden. There were still three days until the wedding. Although they could not set off fireworks now, he could not wait to hang the lanterns. Once night fell, Zhengde would wander around in the sea of lanterns that were as bright as the stars. He was so happy that he could not sleep.
The Honglu Official of the Ministry of Rites followed closely beside the restless Emperor Zhengde, panting as he reported the progress of various arrangements to Zhengde. Zhengde impatiently waved his hand and said: "Do not tell these things to me. It will be fine as long as Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager and the three Grand Scholars give their approval."
"Yes, yes, yes, this official obeys." The white-haired Honglu Official hurriedly responded, but he still chased after him and said: "On the day of the wedding, Her Majesty and Your Majesty will bow to the heaven and earth. When the ceremony of marriage is announced, there must be four titled Madams. This official obeys the decree of Empress Dowager and Empress Dowager to choose four first and second ranked titled Madams: Duke Cheng, Duke of Fu, Marquis Of Shouning and Marquis Linhuai. Is Your Majesty satisfied?"
Zhengde was playing with a fish-shaped lantern covered in golden paper scales. Hearing this, he thought for a moment and said: "Remove Madam Marquis Of Shouning and replace her with … en, replace her with Countess Weiwu. Haha, that will be the first titled Madam since zhen ascended the throne."
Honglu Official had a difficult expression on his face as he said: "Your Majesty, these four titled Madams all have children or grandchildren. They will bring joy to Her Majesty and bless Your Majesty to have many children and grandchildren. Countess Weiwu's rank is a bit low and she has no children. It doesn't seem very suitable. Moreover, Marquis Shouning is the Imperial Uncle. If we replace the Imperial Uncle's wife, the Empress Dowager … "
Zhengde angrily said: "You should have said that zhen would not care about these things, yet you insist on asking zhen. Fine, zhen has made a decision now and you have a pile of reasons waiting for zhen. Do you dare to play with the Son of Heaven?"
Honglu Official hurriedly knelt down and said: "This official does not dare, this official is terrified. Your Majesty, please calm your anger."
Emperor Zhengde sneered and said: "What are you terrified of! Zhen is about to get married and will soon become an adult. Do you still treat zhen as a child? Humph, do you think zhen can't see? You all seem to want zhen's approval for everything, but in reality, you already have an idea in your heart. You think you're smart. If you don't bother zhen, zhen won't bother you. Since you asked, zhen will make the decision.
Madam Weiwu's rank is low? If it's low, then she will be conferred a first-rank title! She has no children? Fine, zhen will send you these words. Once Madam Weiwu is pregnant, zhen will punish you for deceiving the Emperor! "
Honglu Official's face was ashen as he repeatedly kowtowed and said: "Yes, yes, yes. This official will follow Your Majesty's orders. However, the Empress Dowager and Empress Dowager have already decided on the candidates. It is not appropriate to make any more cuts. How about... How about this official choose another third-rank titled Madam to enter the palace with Madam Weiwu and change the fourth to the sixth? What does Emperor think?"
Zhengde's anger turned to joy. He glanced at him and said proudly: "You are clever. Go and pass on the edict."
When Honglu Official heard this, it was as if he had been pardoned from a great crime. The few female guests that he had invited for the emperor had almost caused him to lose his head. How could he still dare to be noisy? He hurriedly crawled up and slipped away like a wisp of smoke to the Department of Rites to have someone pass down the decree.
Yang Ling finally finished telling the eight beautiful palace maids the dozens of rules for sleeping with the Emperor. He withdrew from the hall and took out a small piece of paper from his bosom to read. What he needed to do now was to welcome the Empress and two imperial concubines into the palace in three days.
After reading it, Yang Ling couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. There were too many etiquettes that needed to be prepared these days. Sometimes, he would be busy until late at night and would make do in the Imperial Room. He hadn't been home for two days and now it was finally over.
He first went to the Palace of Heavenly Purity and heard that Emperor Zhengde was personally directing the decorations of the lanterns in the Imperial Garden. He quickly took the opportunity to leave the Imperial Palace. He didn't take a sedan and only rode a fast horse. He brought four personal bodyguards and rushed back to Xixiao.
Once he entered the Weiwu Mansion, he saw that the mansion was decorated with lanterns and was brimming with a joyous atmosphere.
Now that it was past the Hongzhi Emperor's mourning period of three days and nine days, the lintel of the three courtyards was tied with red silk. It was tidied up and looked brand new. Butterflies danced among the fresh flowers in the courtyard. It was a comfortable sight.
Yang Ling found it strange and asked the old steward who came to greet him: "Steward Gao, why do we have to decorate the house like this for the Emperor's wedding? Is it a celebration for the whole world? "
Steward Gao laughed in spite of himself and said: "Is Master too busy in the palace that you've forgotten your own important matter? How could you forget that the day of the Emperor's wedding is your joyous day? Speaking of which, this is a joyous event bestowed by the Emperor. Although it's not the time for Da Furen to marry into the family, we can't be careless with the marriage of the two Xiao Furen. So Furen has long ordered us to prepare. "
"Oh!" Yang Ling suddenly stopped in his tracks. He had been so busy these two days that he had really forgotten about his own matters. Yutang Chun and Sheridan were going to marry into the family? Were they going to be his wives?
Under the bright sunshine, the garden was filled with colorful colors. His nose was filled with a faint fragrance. For a moment, Yang Ling had mixed feelings. He suddenly remembered the first time he met them. At that time, he didn't have any feelings for them. They were just passersby who knew that they would suddenly become the people who would stay with each other for a long time.
In a trance, he seemed to see Sheridan, who was wearing a flowery silk jacket and a green pleated skirt, walking out of the embroidery building angrily and refuting Yan Kuan with a frosty face. There was also Yutang Chun, who suddenly appeared in the pavilion with a long sigh like a flute. Her clothes were as white as snow, her long hair was winding, and her eyes were as bright as the moon when she looked at Shi Hao.
And … and … and that sweet voice, petite and mischievous Tang YiXian …
Thinking of Tang YiXian whose life and death was unknown, Yang Ling's mood immediately became gloomy. After Tang YiXian disappeared, the Imperial Bodyguard and the local authorities, under his request, had spent a lot of effort to search for a while, but they still could not find her. Yang Ling was ninety percent sure that she was not dead, but … why did she still not appear?
What Yang Ling was most worried about was that although she was saved, the person who saved her would have evil intentions and detain her. A weak little girl with no way to resist, what kind of ending would that be? Thinking about it, he felt extremely unhappy in his heart, so he had always carefully avoided thinking about this matter. But today, the words "the two young madams have married" had touched a sore spot in his heart.
Yang Ling silently waved his hand and walked into the inner residence alone. The four girls, Han Youniang, Gao Wenxin, and the usually quiet sister-in-law, Zhang shi, were all gathered in the Reception Hall, chatting and laughing. On the table, there were three flowery female robes and three jeweled crowns with jade and gold hairpins that trembled slightly.
As soon as Yang Ling entered the door and saw it, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is this? There are so many jewels, who gave them such an important gift? "
When Yutang Chun and Sheridan saw that he had returned, they shyly cried out and hurriedly grabbed a bright red robe and a jeweled crown. With a blushing face, they squatted down and said, "Master." Then they hurriedly ran out.
Gao Wenxin held back her laughter and saluted, "This servant greets Master. The two clothes just now were not given by others. They are Phoenix Coronet And Red Bridal Gown, but they are all imitations. They are... they are what Miss Cher and Miss Yu'er are going to wear when they marry."
During the time of Taizu, Empress Ma specially decreed that common people could imitate the Phoenix Coronet And Red Bridal Gown when they got married. Women originally liked beautiful clothes. Now that they saw the Phoenix Coronet And Red Bridal Gown, they would gather around and talk about it. It was even possible to talk about matters of the boudoir. No wonder they ran away in embarrassment when they saw him.
Yang Ling was a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and saw that there was another set of robes on the table. He couldn't help but be surprised and said, "Why is there another set? This... whose set is this? "As he said this, he couldn't help but look at Gao Wenxin.
Han Youniang had mentioned to him more than once about Gao Wenxin's affection for the Yang Family and her pitiful life experience. She asked him to be fair and fulfill the promise he made when he became sworn sisters with them, but he had never agreed to it. At this time, when he saw the Phoenix Coronet And Red Bridal Gown, he said that Han Youniang had taken the initiative and wanted to marry Gao Wenxin as well.
Gao Wenxin was a quick-witted girl. As soon as their eyes met, she immediately understood what Yang Ling was thinking. Her face immediately turned as red as an apple and her whole body became uncomfortable.
Han Youniang saw this, but she didn't know if she understood or not. She blinked and said with a smile, "This is mine. Look, the robes that Yu'Er and the others wore just now had a phoenix embroidered on them, and mine has a peacock. This is the third-rank official robe that His Majesty bestowed upon me. Who does Xianggong think it belongs to?"
When Han Youniang said this, Gao Wenxin was so embarrassed that she couldn't even raise her head. She stretched out two fingers and pulled on the corner of Madam Zhang's clothes. She softly said, "Madam Zhang, haven't you not been able to sleep well these past two days because of the cicadas? This servant will go prescribe some medicine for you to rest and nourish your mind. " Madam Zhang was an experienced person and could see that the atmosphere was warm. Naturally, she wouldn't expose that she ate well, slept soundly, and didn't have any problems. She quickly agreed and left with Gao Wenxin.
Yang Ling embarrassedly said, "Haven't you always been reluctant to wear this official robe that His Majesty bestowed upon you? Why did you take it out now … …"
Han Youniang said joyfully, "Don't you know, hubby? Someone from the palace came to pass on an imperial edict. When Her Majesty, the Empress, enters the palace, she wants to invite the six official furens to accompany her. His Majesty said that he wants Young-niang to also accompany the Empress. "
As she spoke, she grabbed Yang Ling's hand and excitedly said, "This time, Young-niang can finally see what the Imperial Palace looks like. It's the place where the Son of Heaven lives."
Hearing this, Yang Ling laughed and said, "That's great, the Emperor's wedding, I will be the master of ceremonies and you will be the bridesmaid. I just don't know if His Majesty will wrap a thick red packet for us, ha ha ha … …"
Han Youniang did not understand the meaning of the master of ceremonies' red packet and thought that it was one of the etiquette terms for the Emperor's wedding. She smiled and asked, "Xianggong came back so early, could it be that you are free these next two days?"
Yang Ling scraped her delicate nose and said, "Smart, Xianggong doesn't need to do hard labor these next two days, but His Majesty … …" Yang Ling thought of those eight lovely and moving female officials with eyes that looked like they wanted to eat people. He couldn't help smiling bitterly and said, "I'm afraid that His Majesty will have to do a lot of hard labor these next two days. I don't know if he can endure it or not, ha ha … …"
… …
Yutang Chun held her wedding gown in her hands and ran back to her boudoir with a red face. Her heart was still beating fast. Usually, she couldn't wait to see her master one more time. But seeing that the day of marrying into the Yang Family was getting closer and closer, the shyness of a girl's feelings became stronger and stronger.
She put away her wedding gown and waited for the warmth on her face to disappear before she tiptoed out of the rear residence. She had just entered the central hall when Housekeeper Gao walked in from outside the hall. When he saw her, he beamed with joy and said, "Miss Su, you came at the right time. There is a letter here that the Old Slave was about to deliver to you."
"Letter? Someone wrote a letter to me? "Yutang Chun asked in surprise.
The old housekeeper smiled apologetically and said, "Yes, uh … it's from one of your relatives."
Yutang Chun asked curiously, "Where is the person you're talking about?"
The old housekeeper smiled apologetically and said, "That person left after delivering the letter. He said that the letter will explain everything. As for the rest, I don't know." He said in his heart, "This girl is about to become Count Weiwu's wife. If a poor relative suddenly comes to our house, how can I, as a servant, keep my face? I'd better pretend to be ignorant. "The old housekeeper was experienced in the ways of the world. After saying that, he handed over the letter and excused himself to leave.
Yutang Chun took the letter in surprise. She looked confused. Relative? How can I have a relative?
She hesitated and walked into the study room in the central hall and sat down. She took out the letter from the envelope and typed it. She only glanced at the signature at the end of the letter and suddenly stood up. Her whole body was trembling as if she was extremely frightened.
Zhou Yanheng, Zhou Yanheng! Her biological father actually appeared in front of her from the sky and humbly signed his name in front of his daughter. This name, along with her pain and tears, had been buried in the bottom of her heart for far too long. Now that it appeared, her heart was shaken, and her head felt dizzy. She hurriedly held onto the table, and her tears fell uncontrollably. "Why him? Why him? Why did he come to find me? "
Yutang Chun forced herself to forget, but she never really forgot this name. She never forgot this name. She never forgot this biological father who brought her fatherly love and affection and cruelly sold her into the fire pit. This unscrupulous scholar who ate, drank, and gambled.
From the moment she fell into prostitution, she had decided to completely forget this person. She even completely forgot her original name, the name that she no longer deserved: Zhou Yujie.
Yujie, pure as jade and ice, how could a woman who fell into prostitution still be called this name? Her name was Yutang Chun, Su San, and Sister Yu. Now, she had washed away all her worldly possessions and was ready to accompany her husband for the rest of his life to pursue her own happiness. Why did he come to find her?
Yutang Chun raised the letter with tears in her eyes and looked at the letter while sobbing …
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