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1007: The winner is king

Concubine Hui looked at Concubine Yi and said, "You mean Hongyu?"

Hongyu is the eldest son of the eldest prince. Two years ago, a serious illness almost killed him. The emperor sent the most trusted Doctor Liu to treat him, and then he saved his life.

When Concubine Hui remembered this, she was grateful to the emperor.

Speaking of which, no matter whether it is the eldest prince or the eighth master, they are against the emperor, and they can save her grandson without any grudges. Concubine Hui herself regrets helping the evil in the past.

However, the winner is the king, and it is hard to say.

"Yes, Hongyu is now working in the six ministries, and the emperor attaches great importance to him and means training. As long as he can make contributions, he can make the eldest prince's life better. You may be able to go out at that time." Concubine Yi said slowly. This is also a way out. His son can't point to him. Although he is under a lot of pressure, it is better than hope for the one who doesn't have it.

Concubine Hui smiled and didn't say anything. She didn't want to go out for herself, so she asked Hongyu to endure hardships, so she didn't respond.

Concubine Yi didn't persuade him, and no one could decide on such a thing, it depends on what she thought about.

The fifth master submitted a memorial request to accept Concubine Yi's retirement life. The news that the emperor's approval suddenly became lively in the court. The emperor did not give in before, but he did not expect that he would give in this time.

When the emperor let go, the third master followed and asked to take Concubine Rong out of the palace. He had been thinking about this for many years, but he had not succeeded. He finally had a chance. How could the third master give up?

The third master’s presentation of the memorial was like a trend that anyone with a son and a qualified title would submit a memorial to take care of the concubine.

The emperor looked at the stack of folds on the desk and frowned tightly. Wen Xin smiled when she looked at it, and sewed a small purse with needles and thread in her hand, for the seventh prince.

"Look at me for a joke?" the emperor glanced at Wen Xin and asked. He was the one who called her to the Yangxin Palace today. This man was more and more reluctant to come after becoming the imperial concubine.

"That's not. I just thought that they were all filial. After Concubine Yi left the palace with a glorious glory, these people couldn't sit still and couldn't wait long before the emperor could get more talents." Wen Xin jokingly said.

Not everyone among the princes has talents, but these princes have a lot to do with their loyalty to the emperor.

If everyone is loyal to the emperor, it can also unite people's hearts and increase the emperor's majesty, and the implementation of administrative orders in the court will be smoother.

In recent years, the emperor has promoted many of his own people, but this part of the royal family is still a bit lazy.

Therefore, releasing Concubine Yi out of the palace to support her old age was a bait, forcing these people to serve the emperor.

This is a bit of damage that Tian Wenjing thought of, but it is enough to be effective if it is damaged or not.

In history, Hongyu died early at the age of 23, but he was still alive in this time and space. He was arranged by the emperor to walk in the six ministries and did his best to do his job.

Hongyu also wrote a memorial to express his intention to take Concubine Hui out of the palace. The eldest prince is now a commoner and has no right to submit a memorial, so he can only pass his son.

The emperor glanced at Wen Xin and always felt that the smile in her eyes was joking, and she couldn't help but feel a little red in her old face. This method was a bit harmful to him.

He glanced at Wen Xin and said, "I want Hongyu to pick up Concubine Hui from the palace."

Wen Xin was stunned and put down the needle and thread in her hand and looked at him, "Have you thought about it?"

The third master was staring at the emperor as if he was crazy and wanted to pick up Concubine Rong out of the palace, but the emperor asked Hongyu to pick up Concubine Hui out first.

"Brother has not had a good time these years. I have been back from the imperial physician for a few years." When he said this, the emperor sighed, "I... can't let them, mother and son not meet."

Wen Xin was stunned and looked at the man in front of her who was rubbing her forehead. She looked heartless and hard, but in fact she was the softest.

She smiled and said, "The emperor is merciful. Concubine Hui and the eldest prince will definitely be grateful. But it is better to make this clear, so that the third master will take a bite when he sees anyone."

Wen Xin said this and the emperor laughed, "I, the third brother..."

Wen Xin also laughed, "The emperor can't tell me about this, so let Hongyu do it. He is a smart person and naturally knows how to do it."

The eldest prince's physical condition has never been told to the public. After Hongyu submitted a memorial, someone naturally went to ask how his grandchildren dared to tell him about taking Concubine Hui out of the palace for retirement.

Hongyu talked about his serious illness, and others could only sigh once after hearing this.

Thinking about how majestic and energetic the eldest prince who made great achievements back then, he is now pitiful.

In this way, the emperor took the opportunity to approve Hongyu to support Concubine Hui out of the palace. Even the third master was embarrassed to say something sour to his nephew.

Everyone is smart, and it can be seen that the emperor is showing kindness. In this way, other people with sons are active and scrambling to show loyalty, just to quickly take their mother out of the palace.

The emperor felt comfortable, but the atmosphere in the palace was a bit strange.

Concubine Yi and Concubine Hui left the palace one after another, and some of the remaining people had hope to wait slowly, but Concubine Tong Gui had no son and was destined to spend the rest of her life in the palace.

Listening to the joyful laughter in the palace next door, I felt a little restless when I was in the middle of the night.

Others have hopes, but what do they expect from the women of the Tong family?

All their favors were when the late emperor was alive. Even if their sister was the emperor's adoptive mother, the grace of raising her is not so much a grace of raising her, but her sister was more pity for the late emperor by adopting her children.

Look, after the emperor ascended the throne, his grace to the Tong family looked glorious on the surface, but in fact it was just that.

What does it mean to be a noble concubine who looks at the glory but has no power to rely on others?

Tong Banchao and the Tong family daughter, who have been in a prosperous life, are now in this situation.

It is true that the late emperor favored the Tong family's daughter, but they were not allowed to give birth to children.

After she entered the palace, she had no children of her own. At first she thought she had a problem, but later she slowly figured it out.

It’s not that she can’t give birth, but that she doesn’t want to give birth.

This glory, wealth, glory, and glory in the family, looking at the glory, are all obtained by the happiness of the Tong family girls throughout their lives.

A tear fell from the corner of Concubine Tong Gui's eyes in the dark night, and this was all retribution.

They have gained all the glory and glory, and now they have finally received the bitter fruit.

Wenxin was a little surprised to know that Concubine Gui was sick, "I saw Concubine Gui was pretty good in the garden a few days ago. Why did I suddenly get sick? Did I hire an imperial physician?"

"The imperial physician has gone, and the empress dowager has also rushed over. Master, do you want to go there?" asked Aunt Feng.
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