After being reborn, being alone as a queen

Almost instantly, everyone cast their eyes on his position.

The smiles of the officials froze on their faces: "..."

Xie Rongshan and his wife: "..."

Xie Chi: "..."

Xie Jin: "..."

Xie Chi turned his head and gave him a cool look, and said coldly, "Sick again?"

At this moment, the faces of the two officials closest to him who were polite to each other turned pale.

To be uncovered in broad daylight is tantamount to slapping them in the face.

Those two are both civil servants, and the civil servants and military officials in the court are not at odds at all, and it is not a matter of a day or two to look down on each other.

One of the officials with a goatee glanced at Xie Rongshan, and said in a strange way: "Hey, isn't this the Lord Zhongyong? I said that the young man is so crazy. I think it's no wonder he belongs to the Lord Hou's family."

Xie Rongshan was so angry that the top of his head was almost smoking

An ominous premonition rose in Xie Jin's heart. After all, Xie Rongshan is also the father of this body. With his violent temper, if he gets angry later, he will beat me to death right here. Should I fight back? Still not fighting back?

Before he could think clearly, Xie Rongshan's loud voice rang through the ears of the people around him.

"This lord really thinks highly of Gouzi, but this compliment is meant to be disrespected."

The official didn't expect Xie Rongshan to be on fire at one o'clock, but today he lost his temper strangely, and his anger rose for a while. He sarcastically said: "The Zhongyonghou is really confident. Now that the prime minister has fallen, who else will be in the court now?" Where are you warriors coming from?"

Of course, not only one person was surprised, even Xie Jin didn't recover for a long time.

Xie Rongshan's complexion finally became darker, and he said in a calm voice: "My lord, although the prime minister is dead, the deceased is the greatest. I hope you should be careful with your words." Mrs. Hou Fu's hand, her tone was gentle: "Madam, let's enter the palace."

Then, he swaggered into the palace gate with his wife in his arms.

Xie Chi glanced at the official, and dragged Xie Jin to follow.

Xie Jin is very strange. If his brain is not bad and his memory is not wrong, in his impression, Xie Rongshan, an old man, has never bought his account. He is still an unwelcome face.

What is the situation today?He died so Xie Rongshan respected him instead?

Xie Jin looked at the back of Xie Chi who was walking one step away from him, and asked, "Brother, doesn't father hate me the most... Your Excellency the Prime Minister?"

He is still not used to his identity now, and he almost slipped his mouth

Xie Chi paused, and said calmly: "Father doesn't hate the Prime Minister, he just doesn't like the Prime Minister."

Xie Jin originally had some other guesses, but when Xie Chi said this, he was completely confused: "Is there any difference between the two?"

"It's totally different, and you'll know later."

Xie Jin was not in a hurry to investigate, and took out a plain white folding fan from his back waist. After these days, he also roughly inquired about what kind of person the Second Young Master of the Hou Fu was.

The first to bear the brunt is the romantic, otherwise he would not have done such a stupid thing as spending a lot of money to bring the fireworks girl back to the mansion.

The affairs in the mansion are handled by Xie Chi, the righteous son of the Hou Mansion. Most of Xie Rongshan's pressure falls on Xie Chi's head. He was spoiled by the people in the mansion since he was a child. He doesn't like reading, but loves to play with romantic affairs. , Yujing is notoriously a playboy.

This status is not bad, he specially brought a folding fan before going out to carry out the image of a dandy to the end.

He lived too tired in his previous life, maybe this time he came back from the dead to make up for the fact that he had worked so hard all his life and couldn't die well?

As he thought this way, a group of people walked into the palace gate, and they were taken aback when they saw it. Even the lowest servants in the palace usually wore valuable silk and satin embroidered by the royal palace. The palace clothes made by the mother are mostly bright and auspicious in color, full of extravagance.

Today's imperial palace is quite different. White thick flowers are hung everywhere on the palace road, and the maids and eunuchs all wear plain white clothes.

This posture is really unprecedented, and those who don’t know may really think that the emperor has died...

The encoffining and other matters were presided over by the leader of Zhao Chengde. Although Mu Xiu didn't show up, everyone in the palace didn't know that Zhao Chengde, the chief eunuch who had served the emperor for many years, was in charge, and half of the emperor's dark guards were sent out to escort him. It's jaw-dropping.

Xie Jin was standing in the corner, watching his toothache, attending his own funeral, is there anything more absurd than this in the world? !

It should be said that he is a fellow brother, like telepathy, Xie Chi quickly noticed his intention to escape, and glanced at him, with a hint of warning in his eyes: "If you can't sit still, then Go out and walk around by yourself, don't cause trouble."

Xie Jinru was pardoned, so he quickly slipped away.

The original body may not be very familiar with the palace, but he lived in the palace for more than 20 years in his previous life, so he is naturally very familiar with it.

He stood behind the rockery by the pond, looking at the fish bored, anyway, now he has no idea what he wants to do in his new life.

Folk tales say that resurrection from the dead is like the nirvana of a phoenix, with either a touching attachment or a destructive hatred.

His case is very special, neither.

Even though he felt extremely chilled and disappointed in his heart, what he once said to that person was not a lie.

"If it is His Highness, I am willing to die..."

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps brought his scattered thoughts back to his mind, he tightened his lips, and quickly took a step back to stick it on the rockery.

He was too familiar with the footsteps.

Not long after, from the corner of Xie Jin's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a bright yellow dress approaching from a distance, walking steadily.

The eunuch's unique high-pitched voice came from behind the rockery

"Your Majesty, those elders of the clan have been imprisoned for several days. Today, the prime minister's burial is over. Do you think they should be released?"

Xie Jin recognized that this was Zhao Chengde's nephew, who seemed to be called Zhao Xiaogui.

Mu Xiu pondered for a moment: "The group of elders are used to selling their old ones, so it's only natural to teach them a lesson, so let's lock them up for two more days."

Zhao Xiaogui was a little worried: "Your Majesty, I'm a slave. After all, the elders of this ancestral hall are still elders of the ancestral hall. They are all proud and proud. If you shut them down for a while, I'm sure they will complain about you in their hearts. Today, when the prime minister enters the imperial mausoleum, no elders show up, I'm afraid it will cause people to say what he said."

"Let them talk." Mu Xiu's voice was cold and loud

Zhao Xiaogui saw that he couldn't be persuaded, so he didn't dare to talk too much, he just said: "Then your majesty, are you going to the imperial study to review the memorials or go to the harem to relax?"

"Go to the ancestral hall."

"Whoo."

Surrounded by the courtiers, the long and tall figure of bright yellow gradually drifted away.

When Xie Jin came out from behind the rockery, his back was covered with sweat, and he had an unbelievable guess in his heart.

Official corpses entered the imperial mausoleum, even though there had never been a precedent for such a thing in the history of Southern Chu for thousands of years, he couldn't understand the stubborn old people of the clan.

He wondered before, what method did Mu Xiu use to persuade this group of stubborn old stubborn people to let go, but he didn't expect him to be so simple and rude, directly imprisoning a group of ancestral hall elders.

Since it was the wine given by him, why did His Highness do this to himself?

Xie Jin was really getting more and more confused.

Simply, he turned his footsteps and touched in the direction of the royal family's ancestral hall.

He wanted to find out.

The location of the ancestral hall is a bit remote, and Mu Xiu and Xie Jin arrived one after the other.

Zhao Xiaogui and other servants are not even qualified to step into the ancestral hall, so they can only guard at the door. Xie Jin glanced at it quietly

door, it is impossible to go.

But how could such a small problem be difficult for our Prime Minister Song?

He clearly remembered that there was a flower garden outside the palace where he once placed an ugly stone.

When he was young, Mu Xiu was still the prince, and he was just a little companion.

The royal family holds several sacrificial ceremonies every year. As the prince, Muxiu will be surrounded by a large group of clan elders to advance to the ancestral hall for worship and other matters. One worship is a whole day, and he is not qualified to enter as a companion .

But he also wanted to see Mu Xiu all the time, so when he was a child, Prime Minister Song found a big stone and hid it in the flower garden, so that it would not be discovered by others, and it could satisfy his purpose.

The teenage boy stepped on the stones and leaned on the palace wall, his long and narrow eyes refused to leave the boy in the hall with his back turned to him for a moment.

Nowadays, Xie Jin naturally doesn't need to step on the stones to peek, but he still uses his hands to pull away the surrounding bushes, and he doesn't stop until he sees the dark ugly stone. smile.

With a light tap of his toes, he easily rolled into the courtyard and touched the entrance of the hall.

There is a big jade case in the main hall, and on the wall behind the case are two portraits as tall as an adult. On them are a handsome man in a dragon robe and a stunning man in a phoenix robe with a smile on his lips. beautiful woman.

Mu Xiu's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to the two people in the portrait

The first emperor was a gentle and handsome person, and the first empress was also a quiet and gentle woman, and their son not only combined all the advantages of their appearance, but also surpassed the two in character. ambition.

I don't know who inherited it

There are countless small wooden signs neatly arranged on the case, all of which are familiar to Xie Jin

On that portrait are Mu Xiu's biological parents, the late emperor and empress.

bang, bang, bang

The muffled sound of one after another hitting the ground brought Xie Jinfei back to his thoughts

Mu Xiu... is kowtowing?

Listening to this sound without any exaggeration, Xie Jin felt that his head hurt too.

But Mu Xiu didn't know the pain at all, and kowtowed to the ground as before

Xie Jin felt inexplicably stuck in his heart, the late emperor and late empress had long since passed away, and he himself was 'not here' now.

The people who grew up with him are really few left now.

I don't know how many knocks, until Xie Jin stood outside the hall with his fists clenched white and restrained himself from rushing in to stop him, he finally stopped.