MTL - Atypical Heroine-Chapter 62 Xie Huairou【1】

Emperor Ming died.

The coffin has passed, and the number of days for the coffin has been filled. The three princes, nine emperors, civil and military officials all wore white robes and cried as they sent off, protecting the coffin and being buried in the imperial mausoleum.

"Your Majesty take care of the dragon body, so-called..." Zuo Xiang persuaded her beside him.

Along with whimpering, Ji Yu couldn't hear the second half of the sentence in his throat, but it was just some consolation words with sages and sages.

Ji Yusu was facing the sky, with long hair in a shawl, and without looking back she said, "Qing, go back to the mansion first, I'll stay with Daddy for a while."

She hasn't called herself "Zhen" yet, and she still calls Emperor Ming Daddy.

The left aspect is high and old, and it seems that he should rely on the old to sell the old to persuade him a few more words, but he is not a veteran of the three dynasties because of his ignorance. Hearing this, he bowed and saluted, and slowly retired.

Ji Yu knelt down in front of the mausoleum.

At the last long knock, she staggered slightly when she got up again, and was helped by the person next to her in time.

I thought it was purple cuckoo.

She turned her eyes, but saw a beautiful face carved in jade. She hadn't seen it for a long time, and her eyes couldn't help but fixate on her face. She quickly withdrew her hand, and an understated smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Who am I?"

"My minister returned to Beijing last night, but the disaster relief has not been reported in time."

Xie Huairou said again, "I hope Your Majesty will forgive her sins." From the princess to His Majesty, her expression and tone remained the same.

"Qizhou is a long way to go, it's hard work, sir."

"Fortunately, your lord is used to disaster relief. You can do it with or without food, and no one has ever cared where your lord came from."

She was deliberately yin and yang strange, Xie Huairou, who had worked hard for several months, frowned slightly, and there was grievance in her heart.

But just for a moment, she was originally a person with mixed emotions, and she said plainly, "I am frightened."

"…"

Xie Huairou, courtesy name Ziyan. She was the first female champion of the dynasty, and she was from a poor family in the Danqing School.

Anyone who sees her will sigh a girl with picturesque eyes, her eyes are like paint, her face is like the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Xuan Xuan is like a sunrise.

It's a pity that the beauty is beautiful, and the iron and blood skills are not inferior to those of the slaughtering dogs, and she is not like other civil servants who are self-reliant scholars. She once said, "If you can achieve something, it is a brilliant idea." Colleagues did not dare to despise her.

Ji Yu lowered his head, looked at the hand she was supporting just now, and said in a neither light nor serious tone.

"It turns out that Lord Xie also has body temperature."

"…"

Ji Yu turned around immediately and called Zijuan, who was as good as a quail, as soon as he saw Mr. Xie.

Supported by her, he sat on the dragon carriage returning to the palace.

The years have gone by.

Xie Huairou looked at her back, vaguely remembering that when she was a little baby, she was pulling her sleeve to be obedient. It was cold at night, her legs hurt, and she shrank in her arms and cried.

It was she who wiped her tears and changed her clothes, taught her to read, and put her first bun on her sash.

—

The Dayan Dynasty has always established a direct line, and since the death of the prince, only Princess Jia Qiao and a little baby under the age of one or three have been descended.

Ji Yu was established as the crown princess a few years ago, participated in the government, and even corrected the memorial for her father. After the death of the Ming emperor, she would naturally ascend the throne.

No one in the DPRK knew that Master Xie had offended Princess Jiahe when he was the champion of the new division. Princess Jiahe was established as the crown princess, and after participating in the government, she was even more incompatible with Lord Xie.

Lord Neishi, who used to be hot in the court, suddenly became embarrassed.

What's more, in order to please the new emperor, he couldn't wait to impeach her.

…

—

Eighteen years of Yongle.

The noble who was just pregnant with the dragon's womb accidentally fell into the lotus pond and fell.

Today, Shang Longyan was furious, and locked himself in the Hall of Immortals, scolding the foreign minister, "I have to cut down that bald donkey, the frontier is unstable, the south is flooded and the northwest is severely drought. When I ask him when the weather will be fine, he actually tells me to wait for the ninth son. Coming into the world brings blessings!"

"Now Xi'er has slipped again, Jiu... Jiuzi? I'm afraid I won't be able to see Dayan's peaceful and prosperous world before he dies??"

His descendants were weak, and after several young princes died one after another, only the only son of the Crown Prince remained in the huge Dayan Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, rest your anger," the Queen sat beside, slowly opened the teapot and poured water into it, the fragrance of the tea drifted off with the rising heat, and said perfunctorily, "Your Majesty's body is full of gold.

"I think he's just taunting me!"

Sure enough, he did not calm down in the slightest today, and he was about to pass an order to send the foreign minister to Yongzhou City for disaster relief while patting the table.

Before the maid came forward, the queen had just drank the hot tea when she suddenly covered her stomach and shouted that she had a stomachache.

In a hurry, the imperial doctor came to diagnose the happy pulse.

The current Crown Prince is the second prince, and the rest of the princes and princesses have unfortunately passed away early. Ji Yu was born a few days later than them, ranking ninth.

—

In the nineteenth year of Yongle, after the birth of the prince and princess, the harem swept away the desolate appearance of the original sons and daughters.

It was clearly a dog day, but the good news came that the heavy rain eased the drought. In the same year, the Xiongnu, who was eyeing Dayan, died of illness, and the four princes under his knees refused to obey each other, causing civil strife.

In the past, Jin Shang heard the news and spit out a sip of tea.

After Zuo Xiang finished his confession, he bowed with his eyelids down and presented the memorial. Jinshang hurriedly grabbed it, and after reading it carefully, he was laughing all over the place, and his beard was still splashing with the tea that had just been sprayed.

After the autumn harvest, the national treasury is rich in grain.

Today, taking the opportunity to send troops to suppress the Xiongnu, the army broke into the palace like a god, and the good news is frequent. Four heads were raised before the king.

In just a few months, the border instability that had plagued Dayan for several years completely subsided.

Great joy today, for the Ninth Princess to amnesty the world.

Ji Yu had small characters before the full moon, and Yuan Jin was even carried by Jin Shang to go to court together. She was held on to her father's lap until she was six years old.

The foreign minister once predicted the fortune of the country, and hung it up, saying that the transformation of the nine sons of Wang Zhiyuan from a different star is the image of Fuze.

The queen has not been out for many years since she gave birth to the prince. Ji Yu is both a direct descendant and an image of prosperity, and the whole palace is very fond of him.

—

Xie Huairou came from a humble background, but she never slacked off about reading. At the age of nineteen, she was already in the third grade of Lianzhong, the first female champion of the dynasty.

After the trial in the hall, there was a banquet, and the grand singing and dancing went up.

After the banquet was over, Xie Huairou couldn't stand the will of the crowd, so she had to follow them in front of the hall to admire the moon and make a blessing. After a while, she was impatient to deal with the different opinions of her classmates, and quietly left under the guise of changing clothes.

Walk slowly along the exit.

She wanted to get rid of the alcohol and deliberately took a detour, but she didn't expect to overestimate her familiarity with the road. After dark, the road between the palace and the palace became blurred.

Xie Huairou walked to a palace to be built and confirmed that she was lost.

The moonlight shone on the blue bricks, the tree shadows swayed, and suddenly a little girl appeared, startling her.

"Who are you?"

She was obviously also frightened by Xie Huairou, and immediately scolded her, "What are you doing sneaking on your feet? You are not a good person."

Xie Huairou just smiled kindly and asked her which palace it was. The little girl answered impatiently. She asked some questions about the direction, and she answered them one by one, although the tone was not good.

Xie Huairou thanked her and was about to go back.

"Where are you going—" Ji Yu's mind moved when he stopped her, knowing that she was going out of the palace, "You take me with you. But I can't walk anymore, you carry me."

Her skillful appearance did not match her gray clothes.

Xie Huairou didn't know where she came from.

She crouched down and questioned patiently.

However, Ji Yu said with a bad face, "If you don't carry me out, don't talk too much. Good deeds."

When Xie Huairou saw the words she had learned from nowhere, she used "good deeds, and good deeds. You don't want me to ask more, so I'm not allowed to use 'to get to the bottom of things'," to ask questions from east to west."

Ji Yu "I prefer to say that you are a good person, how about that?"

Xie Huairou "The meaning is wrong."

Ji Yu disagreed, "Then I'll tell Daddy to change his meaning."

"Your father is Confucius?"

"Who is Confucius and Mencius, I have never heard of him, but my father is definitely better than him."

Xie Huairou "…"

She turned to leave, too lazy to be a good person in her mouth.

Ji Yu stared blankly at her walking forward, "Aren't you obedient? Be careful I'll whip you with a whip."

The seven-year-old girl was used to being arrogant and domineering. If she was slightly dissatisfied, she would pick up her whip and whip someone.

In fact, her little girl is not very strong, and she can't really use her hands.

Make this little ancestor happy, and make a little mistake and forget it.

Well, in fact, she is the most merciful.

But Xie Huairou didn't know the inside story.

She frowned and turned to look at this useless little girl except for her skin, and she no longer had the patience to deal with it and said, "Dead wood can't be carved."

Ji Yu was so angry that he really picked up the long wooden stick on the ground and wanted to hit someone.

Xie Huairou grabbed it.

She held a wooden stick in one hand, and her two small hands clenched tightly to prevent her from taking it away.

Xie Huairou leaned to the side, insisting on pulling it out of her hand and throwing it away.

Ji Yu was about to lie down on the ground and had to hold onto it tightly, blushing, and she was about to cry in anger. She slipped away half a circle, but after she couldn't help letting go, she took a few steps back with an unsteady center of gravity, and then plunged her head into the big rock hole she just dug.

The sky was getting dark, and the surroundings were silent.

Xie Huairou was instantly sobered up by the scream of the little girl falling, she immediately went to check the situation, and picked her up from the dark cave. She pursed her lips tightly, knowing that she had made a mistake.

The pit was originally intended to be a lotus pond, and the bottom was dug very deep.

Xie Huairou struggled to hold her up and didn't have time to breathe, so she hurried to a bright place, the light was dim, and you could vaguely see the little girl's nose bruised and swollen, looking pitiful.

Xie Huairou's heart froze for the most part.

Reached out to touch the back of her head, but luckily there was no blood.

She didn't have time to take a closer look, and took her all the way to the Tai Hospital.

Only then did I find that the whole forbidden palace was brightly lit, and people were looking for people everywhere. The palace lost a precious Princess Jiahe.

…

The new champion broke the leg of the nine princesses with a whip.

Full of shock.

All the imperial physicians shook their heads. The rest were all flesh wounds, but the left leg was hit **** the stone and broke.

The princess is still young, and when she grows up, she will inevitably have to walk on a slope.

During the period when Xie Huairou was confined at home and waited for the decree, when she heard the news, she told her that there was a home remedy to cure the princess' leg injury, and she was willing to guarantee the princess's head.

He was soon summoned to the palace.

"No one in the imperial hospital dares to guarantee that the princess' legs will be safe," the queen asked coldly, sitting in the upper seat, "you want to try it, would you like to try it with the nine clans?"

Xie Huairou touched the ground with her forehead and replied, "I am willing."

…

Ji Yu was lying on the bed, her face buried in the quilt crying like a little cat, her legs were tightly fastened by Xie Huairou's specially made iron plates, let alone say nothing, she couldn't even turn over.

The enemy who caused her so much pain was right in front of her, sitting with a small bowl in hand, letting her cry enough before she stepped forward to remove the quilt covering her face, and said flatly, "Princess, let's eat."

Ji Yu dreamed that he had become a lame man, walking quite a bit, but couldn't walk a few steps for a long time.

Everyone was laughing, laughing at her being a lame princess. Having the same dream for days in a row, she cried and lost her appetite.

Tell others, the mother and queen are just crying, and the father and the elder brother both say that the hands and feet of those who dare to gossip will be interrupted and their tongues will be pulled out. Even if her hind legs are a bit sloppy, she is still the most honored Princess Jiahe.

Ji Yu sobbed, "Dinner? Did you tell me to eat?"

"Then come here!"

Xie Huairou followed her words, but she lowered her head and bit her arm. The bowl in her hand did not fall to the ground.

She didn't even move her brows, "Princess calm down."

"…"

When Ji Yu saw blood from the bite, he let go.

Tears flowed again, and she looked at Xie Huairou with a blurred face through the film.

Out of this breath, she actually felt much pleasing to the eye.

They were silent for a while.

She sniffed, a slender white and tender hand held her sleeve, raised her face and asked pitifully, "Sister, are my legs really good?"

Xie Huairou touched the top of her hair, "Well, it's fine, as long as the princess is obedient."

The gentle tone made her feel dependent for no reason, "Okay, then I will listen to you."

No one comforted her these days that it didn't matter, no one could guarantee that her legs would be fine.

Only Xie Huairou changed her medicine on time, and after coaxing her legs to heal, she would be more restrained, and would tell her a few folklore stories from time to time to relieve her boredom.

Later, Ji Yu's legs were really healed, he ran and jumped, and he couldn't see that they had been broken.

Even the temperament has been cured a lot softer.

Today, I am overjoyed, and I want Ji Yu to worship Xie Huairou as a teacher.

…

Anu taught her to embroider, "I want to teach Lady Xie how smart and capable my princess is." Xie Huairou has not been officially named Taifu, so others only call her Lady.

Just as Ji Yu embroidered a small flower, his nose was about to go up to the sky, and he snorted softly.

People need to prepare a bundle for apprenticeships. She didn't need to worry about this kind of thing, but for some reason, she begged Anu, the best embroiderer around her, to teach her how to embroider hijab.

Originally, just waiting for the official apprenticeship, Xie Huairou would enter the palace to teach her to read and write.

Who knew that Xie Huairou requested an edict on her own and wanted to go to Yongzhou for disaster relief. Where is Yongzhou City? Not only is it prone to drought and famine epidemics, but there are also a large number of robbers along the way.

The court had silver taels for disaster relief, but no one rushed to it. There was not much oil and water, and it was easy to die. The disaster relief in Yongzhou City has been delayed and delayed, and the Yongguan is ill, and now he is reluctant to let Nengchen die.

Yongzhou City is on the border, and it is inherently unstable. It is also feared that the epidemic will spread, and the entire Qingyue County cannot be ignored.

Xie Huairou asked for orders, and the permission was granted very quickly today, without the Queen blowing her hair.

After all, she was the one who caused the princess to break a leg. If she succeeded in pacifying the disaster, she would be considered a true culprit.

All are satisfied.

Only Princess Ji Yu sat on the ground and cried with anger, tearing a piece of jinpa with her bare hands.

The author has something to say

Originally, the background was supposed to be in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, but at that time, the Nine-Rank Zhongzheng system, and the poor family had no future.

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