Chapter 284 Who will win the destiny? (47)

The palace stands by the Jinshan River, and is still so majestic. All the roofs and green trees are wet by the autumn rain all night, pouring out some freshness. Countless Xuanjiao boats are cruising on the Jinshan River, and many Bianhe Navy soldiers stand on the Xuanjiao boat. After Hou Dayong got off the boat, all the soldiers' eyes were focused on Hou Dayong.

Hou Dayong, wearing a long gown, walked into the open palace gate without a single person. There were several rows of imperial guards standing in front of the palace gate. The commander of the imperial guard Cui Zheng stood upright with a serious face and followed Hou Dayong tightly. They were watching the imperial guards and walked towards the harem.

Hou Dayong is not unfamiliar with the palace, but the feeling of walking to the palace at this time is completely different from before. When Chai Rong was there, there was always an inexplicable power in the palace, but now, the palace is like an ordinary garden.

As he walked, he couldn't help but look up at the sky. The sky showed the vastness of the clear and refreshing autumn. In an instant, the pictures of the past appeared in his mind:

When Chai Rong was alive, whenever he encountered something worth celebrating, he would always call Fan Zhi, Wang Pu, Hou Dayong and others to chat in the palace. Some would also call Wang Zhu, who loved wine as much as his life.

Sometimes, Chai Rong would bring himself, Li Chongjin, Zhang Yongde and other royal families together, bringing his wife and children with him, just like ordinary families, chatting and having fun.

More often, Chai Rong summoned important officials to discuss matters in Guangzheng Hall.

In just one year, Chai Rong, who had been a hero for many years, was the prince who had been the prime minister for many years, and was serious and serious, all of them went up to the clouds with the breeze. Perhaps they were all watching Hou Dayong strolling in the palace in the sky.

The world is complicated and the current situation is in chaos. Hou Dayong cannot tolerate a little weak. He quickly drove these distracting thoughts outside the Jiuxiaoyun and said somewhat self-deprecatingly: "The revolution is either a treat to a meal. Either the east wind is pressing on the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind."

Cui Zheng was the commander of the imperial guards at this time. He was only an intermediate officer of the imperial guards by level. Due to the special position of the palace, all ministers would not regard him as an intermediate officer. Because of this, Cui Zheng's expression on his face was similar to that of young and powerful officers such as Guo Jiong and Shi Ying. They all wanted to try to make themselves look more peaceful. However, the heroic spirit on his face was unconsciously revealed.

A person's heart is full of confidence and strength, and he always expresses such an expression, which makes people feel that his charm increases greatly. Even a person with ordinary appearance will be full of energy as long as he reaches a high position, while those with some defects in appearance will often have unexpected attraction.

Cui Zheng followed Hou Dayong and wondered in his heart: "What does revolution mean?" He was born in the world's largest clan, and his family's cultivation made him very well-educated. He just felt this sentence from Hou's words in his heart.

Hou Dayong and Cui Zheng walked on their own in the palace. The palace maids and eunuchs saw them from afar and hurriedly knelt down to salute. They did not dare to raise their heads until they walked away. Hou Dayong felt a little awkward: "Even if they accompanied Chai Rong through the palace back then, the eunuchs would not be so respectful that they were awkward."

Queen Fu and the Emperor both lived in Fulin Palace on the left side of the palace. This was the place where Queen Fu was promoted to a noble concubine. There were mountains and waters in Fulin Palace, the scenery was pleasant, and there was a high wall, which was obviously different from other palaces.

In front of the palace gate, Hou Dayong stopped, looked at the wall for a while, and said to himself: "Is there really a will in the dark that even the wall of Fulin Palace is so high?"

When they arrived at the gate of the hall, there were eight tall and burly imperial guards. They all stood at the door with their hands stroking their knives, holding their heads and chests. Qingzhou people mixed in the group of Daliang, and they were no different from ordinary people in terms of appearance and temperament. However, as long as more than ten Qingzhou soldiers stood in front of them at the same time, they would immediately have a unique aura. Hou Dayong couldn't help but praise: "The Qingzhou soldiers are indeed well-known."

In the Fulin Palace, there were small bridges, old trees, flowing water, flowers, palace maids, eunuchs. Everything was as usual. Hou Dayong had just crossed an elegant bridge and felt a gust of coldness, as if a cold wind kept blowing on his back.

Chai Zongxun was holding a wooden knife in his hand. Standing beside the stream at the corner of the courtyard, staring at Hou Dayong viciously. Suddenly, he raised the wooden knife, jumped into the stream, and rushed towards Hou Dayong. Chai Zongxun rushed to the middle, and several eunuchs rushed over desperately. Regardless of Chai Zongxun's resistance, he pulled him back to the stream. Chai Zongxun cursed desperately in his childish voice: "Hou Dayong, you thief, I want to kill you."

Hou Dayong looked at Chai Zongxun rushing over calmly, with no joy or sorrow.

After crossing the bridge and walking for more than ten steps, I saw the little fu Queen sitting in the garden. The palace maids were all scattered aside. The little fu Queen seemed to have no idea what was going on here, and her back was motionless, looking extremely lonely and desolate.

"My little girl greets you." Queen Fu knelt respectfully on the ground and bowed to Hou Dayong.

Cui Zheng was startled and looked at Hou Dayong, but saw that Hou Dayong was not shocked or angry, but had a little pity for his eyes.

Queen Xiao Fu originally wanted to use such etiquette to humiliate Hou Dayong, but she didn't expect that Hou Dayong would accept her gift without changing his expression. This was a bit beyond her expectations. She knelt on the ground and raised her head, her eyes were full of hatred.

Hou Dayong said to the palace maid: "You help the Empress Dowager get up."

Queen Mother Fu is also a cheerful person. Since she cannot humiliate Hou Dayong by kneeling, kneeling on the ground has no value. She sat back on the wooden chair, turned her face away, and never looked at Hou Dayong again.

Hou Dayong waved at Cui Zheng and asked Cui Zheng to stand in the distance. He stood opposite Empress Dowager Xiao Holding his hands and asked him to touch a stick of incense. Neither of them said anything. This was a contest of will between the two sides.

Although Xiao Empress Dowager Fu was not old and had been in the palace for a long time, she had seen many deceitful things and had quite strong willpower. She looked at the high wall of Fulinmen with a pale face. A tear rolled in her eyes, but it did not flow down in the end.

Hou Dayong suddenly discovered that the stubborn expression of Queen Mother Fu was extremely similar to Fu Ying. The corners of her slightly raised mouth and small nose were exactly the same. She had never observed her identity as a queen or queen mother before. Today, she could be said to have stared at her for a long time and observed her deeply.

Hou Dayong said in a family tone: "How can an orphan and widowed mother deal with the crisis? I am doing this for you, mother and son."

The little queen Fu bit her lip and said, "Where is sister? I want to see her."

"You can't see your sister for the time being."

The little Queen Mother Fu said angrily: "She is a wolf-hearted person, and she still knows she is afraid."

Hou Dayong whispered, "Shut up, don't say that to your sister."

The little Queen Mother Fu has not been scolded for a long time. When she heard Hou Dayong's rude words and his tone was stern, she couldn't help but be stunned. This time, her tears were uncontrollable, and strings of pearls fell from her white face, and there were still some small tears on her long eyelashes.

Hou Dayong was mentally prepared enough for the face of Empress Dowager Xiao Fu. His heart was as iron as iron, and he was not softened by tears. He said coldly: "During this period, Your Majesty and you cannot walk out of the Fulin Palace. If you try to force out of the palace, I will be ready to seal off the Fulin Garden. Don't force me to do what I don't want to do."

The little queen Fu couldn't help but say angrily: "Do you have the heart to imprison his son before the bones of the late emperor are cold? Unfaithful, unrighteous, vulgar, shameless."

"Whatever you say, you will be able to regain your freedom after this crisis, and I can assure you of this."

The little Empress Dowager Fu didn't believe what Hou Dayong said at all. She gritted her teeth and stared at Hou Dayong.

When Hou Dayong turned around and walked out of Fulin Palace, he looked at the unfathomable sky again and sighed inwardly: "Zongxun and Fu Xiaomei, I'm sorry, since I know the direction of history in heaven, this is my inevitable choice. Perhaps from the moment the plane crashed, fate has been formed."

At the gate of Fulin Palace, there was a man standing. He was wearing a white long gown with a little ink mark on the long gown, his hair was messy, and his eyes were filled with red silk.

"Chen Lang, what are you doing here?"

Chen Ziteng said: "I have a word, but I won't be happy if I don't say anything."

After the left and right left, Hou Dayong saw that Chen Ziteng looked wrong and said, "I have something to say."

"The people of the Richie tribe are here. For the sake of the Richie tribe, they have made some contributions to the Hou Prime Minister. I hope that the Hou Prime Minister will keep his promise and treat the Richie tribe well." Chen Ziteng was a Hanlin scholar who Chai Rong loved very much. He has been with him for a long time. The imperial edicts before Chai Rong's death and the imperial edicts during the Chai Zongxun period were mostly written by him. In the battle of Hou Dayong's killing of Fan Zhi, all the imperial edicts were made by him, which was considered to be of great significance.

In Hou Dayong's mind, Chen Ziteng is an important person in the future. At this time, these words surprised Hou Dayong and asked: "Why did Chen Lang say this?"

Chen Ziteng was silent for a while, with a firm look on his face and said, "The late emperor has been kind to me to know and asks me to help him before his death. What I have done these days is like a beast. I am willing to go to Fulin Palace to serve Your Majesty."

Hou Dayong looked at Chen Ziteng with his eyes fixed on his face. He didn't expect Chen Ziteng to do this and said bluntly: "It will be difficult to get out in the future after entering this door. Have you ever thought about it?"

Chen Ziteng said decisively: "I have made up my mind and have no regrets. Please help me."

"What a loyal and righteous person." Hou Dayong secretly praised in his heart and said, "Okay, I'm relieved if you enter the palace to take care of it. Although you can't leave the palace for the time being, Your Majesty is still Your Majesty, and you will not be short of money, grain and other goods." He pointed to Fulin Palace and said, "Since that's the case, you can go in now."

Chen Ziteng bowed and stepped into Fulin Palace.
Chapter completed!