Chapter 264

The Yihe palace, where the supreme emperor spends his days, is also a courtyard where many imperial concubines and concubines live.

Zong Zhengqing Qi did not treat those imperial concubines lightly, but those who had sons and daughters, and those who had been married or married, could go out of the palace and live with their children.

Just like the three Princesses' biological mother min's concubines, they went to the princess's house after the three princesses got married. Their childhood was more nourishing than in the palace.

The fifth Prince is young and still lives in the palace. Concubine Jiang is the most beloved concubine of the supreme emperor. Out of consideration of her son's filial piety, Zong Zhengqing Qi specially asked Jiang, who was promoted to be the supreme concubine, to serve emperor Cheng Qing. In this palace, Wan Jilan and Zong Zhengqing Qi stare at her every day, when other concubines can't avoid the supreme emperor, Princess Jiang had to endure her anger and serve emperor Cheng Qing, an old man who could not speak or move.

People with a clear eye can see that the supreme emperor is completely hopeless. Even if the little emperor is filial, he can't hide the fact that this man has become a cripple who needs people to carry excrement and urine.

Many concubines in the palace are still young, and those who have children have a head. Those concubines who have no children and have not been spoiled for several times are about to hate emperor Qing. How can they be willing to see him and serve him.

There are also two great princes, the great prince Ping and the princess De, and the biological mother of the third prince. After learning the news of his son's death, her energy and spirit were exhausted, and she just lingered in the deep palace.

The summer palace is not big, but there are many concubines of emperor Cheng Qing. The small palace is particularly crowded. In the past, concubines and concubines who lived alone in a palace can only squeeze a few ear rooms with some noble people, and the palace people who serve around them have been reduced several times. Because there are many people and small places, there are too many disputes. Anyway, they have become the yellow flowers of yesterday. In the past, concubines and concubines with clear grades can't control so much, and they are noisy all day, There's no stopping.

"Ah, ah -"

At this time, there was a stench of excrement and urine in emperor Cheng Qing's bedroom. There was no maid eunuch waiting in Nuo Da's palace, but Jiang Fengjiao stood in the shadow and looked at her emperor with constant wailing and hatred.

If what Jiang Fengjiao hated most was Yan Chu, who gave her hope and disappointed her, the second hate must be that emperor Cheng Qing didn't run away.

If the other party had not favored Xiao Chu and fostered such an immature eunuch, how could she have fallen to this point today? If the other party had not left the throne to the bitch's son of wanjilan at the last minute, now she would be the Empress Dowager. She would be the woman who lives in Yining Palace, enjoys the worship of life wives and lives a life of fine clothes and food.

Instead of being trapped in this place and relying on people's noses, as we are now, we are frightened all day because we don't have enough strength to deal with those people.

All this was brought to her by Xiao Chu and Emperor Cheng Qing.

Therefore, in these days of the summer palace, Jiang Fengjiao didn't let Cheng Qingdi have a good day.

Compared with the Empress Dowager in Xishan at dusk, the palace maids and eunuchs are obviously more willing to please her, the grand imperial concubine who gave birth to the second prince. Moreover, Emperor Cheng Qing can't speak or act. Even if he wants to complain, he can't speak. As long as he works well on the surface, how can the new emperor and the Empress Dowager know what crime he has suffered and punish these careless palace people for him.

Now, in addition to the exposed skin, Emperor Cheng Qingdi doesn't have a piece of good meat. Most of the wounds are pricked by Jiang Fengjiao with a needle. It hurts enough, but only an almost invisible needle eye is left on the skin. In a few days, the wound will subside.

For emperor Cheng Qing, in the past few months at the summer palace, he really felt what life is better than death.

Now, what makes him even more desperate is what Jiang Fengjiao said. Someone in the previous dynasty sounded the drum of grievance. The accuser was Yan Chu, the eldest son of Yan Zhaonan who died in the massacre 23 years ago. The person he sued is the former Emperor who has become the supreme emperor.

"Ah -- ah --"

Emperor Cheng Qingdi could only scream. Xiao Chu must have arranged Yan Chu. He was Yan Zhaonan's eldest son. How could he run out of the second Yan Chu.

The other party's wolf ambition, but his son was at the mercy of the other party and advertised this secret thing. When the whole world knew it, wouldn't he want to become a famous blind king in history books and be despised by all the people.

"Tut tut Tut, aren't you very angry?"

Jiang Fengjiao specially sent the news to see Cheng Qingdi mad. She was far away from the bed, because the smell could not be so pungent.

At first, the people in the palace were diligent. After all, even if emperor Cheng Qing was paralyzed, he was still an emperor. But the Empress Dowager and the emperor only came once when the emperor moved to the palace. Later, they only occasionally asked the people in the palace to come and have a look. Those palace people who served in the Yihe palace began to be dissatisfied.

Cheng Qingdi's life began to be difficult. In addition to suffering from Jiang Fengjiao, he also had to endure the pain of shit and urine pulling a bed, but no one helped him replace it.

Now it's cold, even if there is a charcoal fire in the house, the wet bedding can still stab people's bones. Emperor Cheng Qingdi's back is covered with frostbitten wounds, and the palace people are afraid that he will really die. At that time, the Empress Dowager and the emperor will investigate if they don't care about it. Only then did they change their practice slightly. They came to help him change the mattress twice a day. If he peed the rest of the time, I can only bear it.

The great emperor, reduced to this realm, I'm afraid there will be no second one in the history books except the king of the subjugation.

Jiang Fengjiao covered her nose and looked at emperor Cheng Qing with disgust.

"This is your good son. He helps outsiders deal with you. I don't know. I thought the eunuch was his father." Jiang Fengjiao understood that with her plan and strength, she fought with Xiao Chu and was killed by him. She didn't know where she lost.

As long as she is obedient, when her son becomes an adult, she can still be a princess.

So no matter how much she hated, she could only bear it and vent everything on the head of emperor Cheng Qing.

"Ah ah - OH -"

Cheng Qingdi's stomach turned over and spit out all the cold porridge he drank in the morning.

With the smell of excrement and urine and the sour smell of vomit, Jiang Fengjiao shrugged disgustingly. Looking at Cheng Qingdi soaked in a pile of filth, she felt that today's anger was too much. She was too lazy to look at the difficult picture again and left with a smile.

******

"Ah, ah -"

Immersed in the anger of the news brought by Jiang Fengjiao, Emperor Cheng Qingdi saw a group of strange looking underground palace people appear in his bedroom.

Each of those people looked at him with a wooden face, took him out of the pile of filth, and then bathed him, washed his hair, applied moisturizing ointment, put on clean clothes and robes, and took care of his whole body.

Because his face was haggard, those people also took out some women's powder to help him cover up his complexion and make him look ruddy, just like ordinary people.

Cheng Qingdi could not resist the actions of those people. He had guessed in his heart who sent them and where those people would take him.

"Ah -- ah --"

He can only roar in a hoarse voice. How dare he, how dare he, that unfilial son.

There is a father with a bad reputation. Is it a good thing for him? Since ancient times, no son has tried Lao Tzu. He wants to break the sky and thunder and die hard. What kind of * * soup did Xiao Chu give him.

But emperor Cheng Qing knew that he was more frightened. He knew that this time, he was finished.

*****

On the Jinluan hall, the position of the supreme emperor is side by side with the Dragon chair. Even if emperor Cheng Qing is the object of today's trial, as long as he is still the supreme emperor, he can still sit in that position.

Some old ministers in the court who had experienced the massacre more than 20 years ago looked at the thin old man next to the Dragon chair in a complex mood. The cruelty and madness in each other's eyes made all the ministers sigh in their hearts.

I'm afraid until now, he felt that his original practice was correct. The only mistake was not to kill the Yan family.

The man who claimed to be Yan Chu had healed his wounds under the careful treatment of the imperial doctor. With his evidence presented one by one, it was very clear what was right and wrong in the original tragedy.

Except for the futile roar of emperor Cheng Qing, everyone had a final conclusion on the case.

"Governor Xiao."

Zong Zhengqing Qi looked at a pile of criminal evidence stacked on the table and felt the sight of emperor Cheng Qing. After all, it was his father. Did he really want to judge his father in front of the whole world?

The little emperor shrank into the tortoise shell and wanted to give all this to Xiao Chu.

"Your Majesty, this is only the first step in your own government." Yan Chu shook his head and didn't mean to make a decision for the little emperor.

His eyes looked at Zong Zhengqing Qi so lightly, but it brought incomparable pressure to Zong Zhengqing Qi.

Zong Zhengqing Qi bit his teeth. The unfinished meaning revealed in Xiao Chu's words was what he had always wanted. He knew that if he chose to deceive the world for the face of the royal family, what would that man think of him?

It is inevitable to restore the reputation of the Yan Family and let the supreme emperor issue an edict against himself.

"Ah, ah -- poof --"

Emperor Chengqing could not see the compromise of the little emperor. Up to now, he finally couldn't help shaking his body, spewing out a mouthful of blood and staring at Xiao Chu's direction.

Take away his land, let him be tortured by his favorite woman, and now let him watch his son drive himself into an unforgivable hell.

He let him live just to let him experience more despair than death.

Xiao Chu, he is really poisonous!