GBP Chapter 479: Punishment of the Nine Clans
Chapter 479: Punishment of the Nine Clans
The mother was always full of curiosity and guilt about the time she was absent, so even if Yongyan talked about very simple things about eating and drinking, she listened with great interest and was immersed in it.
Until he suddenly asked, "Who came just now?"
Yan Wan was stunned for a moment, and asked back: "Did you see anyone coming to my mother's place?"
After asking and answering the question, the mother and son looked at each other. Seeing each other's extremely similar eyebrows and eyes, Yanwan smiled gently. Yongyan felt a little uncomfortable, but couldn't help but smile.
He really wanted to know.
But looking at Yanwan's gentle eyes, he finally resisted the urge to ask.
In fact, there were already traces of everything. He originally thought that the mother here was not his former mother. Wasn't it because, although he was young, he still noticed that there was another male master in the Yongshou Palace?
He wanted to do something at first, but it was just a thought and he gave up.
My Emperor, it is not worthy for my mother to remain virgin for him.
This may be immoral...but he was reborn not to be a judge, but to support his mother.
He leaned gently on Yan Wan's arm and said, "Mother, I want to move up. When I get there, you can bring that person with you to serve me."
Yan Wan was shocked, for he disregarded his own father's protection, for his unprincipled protection of his child: "...Aren't you afraid that mother will implicate you?"
Yongyan smiled and said, "There was only a six-hour gap between my mother's death and my son's ascension to the throne. Because I was worried that my father had not yet died, I waited for six hours. During these six hours, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
He closed his eyes, hardly daring to recall the scene of that year.
How he patiently arranged the funeral of his father, and then went to Yongshou Palace under the cover of night. When he opened the door, he saw only her corpse with her eyes open.
His mother, who had always loved beauty, was tortured to the point where she looked like an old woman, with pale hair and wearing an old, whitish dress, just lying on the floor.
His eyelashes trembled, and he changed the subject abruptly: "Others don't know your mother's difficulties, but I know that a father like that...is not worth your suffering for him."
He could understand an emperor's actions, but he could not forgive his father for killing his mother.
Yan Wan's heart trembled. She died on the eve of her son's reunion. It turned out that this meeting only needed to wait for another six hours.
She stroked his head gently with trembling hands, unable to imagine how painful it would be for him to come to her so happily, thinking only of how to make her live a good life in the future, only to see her die in misery.
She pulled the corners of her mouth, but couldn't force a smile: "...Fortunately, we mother and son finally meet again."
Although it has been nine years and two lifetimes, it feels really good because it has made up for the regrets of the previous life.
Yongyan raised his hand to wipe her tears, his childish voice full of calmness: "Don't cry, mother. Your son is here. Let's see who dares to bully you in the future!"
Yan Wan looked at his childish face, showing the calmness and composure that only adults have. She felt that he was unusually cute. She burst into laughter and pinched his little face:
"You, you should study hard now. Don't perform too well, and don't perform too badly. Show your talents slowly.
The current situation is very good, you don't need to work too hard, just protect yourself and move forward steadily, there are still many good days to come! "
When Yongyan thought of the current favorable situation, his rising filial piety and anger both stagnated and wilted in an instant.
It turns out that my mother is too powerful, which is also a kind of trouble.
He looked up and wanted to say something, but when he saw Yan Wan's gentle eyes and eyebrows, the anxiety and anger in his heart were calmed down in an instant. He hugged her and couldn't say anything.
He was just too anxious. As long as his mother was fine, he didn't ask for anything else.
He made the same wish to the gods and Buddhas in his previous life.
Those incense sticks, the good deeds done in the name of my mother, were repeated over and over again without interruption...
He didn't know whether this life had anything to do with those things, but it would never be possible for such a good thing to happen again.
So, he just needs to make this life better.
Yan Wan looked at him gently and patiently, and heard him say, "The more urgent the matter, the slower it should be done. Mother, don't worry about me."
Seeing his clear and steady eyes, Yan Wan finally let go of her worries and pinched his nose: "If we cry like this, Chunchan and Lancui will be scared. You should sleep here tonight."
Yongyan glanced outside the door and said in a low voice: "Chunchan and Wangchan..."
Yan Wan quickly wrapped him in the quilt and held him in her arms: "In the last life, it was mother who wronged them. I have paid it back in nine years. Now they are mother's life."
Yongyan was very jealous: "They are my mother's fate, what about my son?"
Yan Wan chuckled: "Of course Yongyan is my mother's lifeblood!"
Yongyan blushed and quickly closed his eyes, pretending to lean towards her casually, wanting to continue pretending to be asleep, but he really couldn't fall asleep.
Coincidentally, Yanwan couldn’t sleep either.
How can I sleep with a child in my arms who I feel so indebted to?
She simply pinched his face, and when he opened his eyes, she whispered her plan to him.
Yongyan pricked up his ears to listen, and as he listened, the shock in his eyes gradually turned into deep calculation.
Since the Emperor was going to die in such an inglorious way, his talents and virtues must be firmly highlighted.
However, as he listened, he sensed something was wrong.
How come Jinzhong still likes to stay close to his mother after two lifetimes?
In his previous life, he just loved to run to Yongshou Palace, but in this life, he has even become the core player in such a big event as treason.
He asked tentatively: "This Jinzhong is the person that the emperor trusts the most. Is he really reliable? Otherwise, after the matter is settled, let him fulfill the reputation of martyring his master?"
Yan Wan's arms around her son tightened for a moment: "Good boy, we can't just hide away the bow after the bird is gone. Wasn't that what happened to you in your last life?"
Yongyan felt depressed.
Could it be that the person just now was the eunuch Jinzhong?
His mother risked the execution of her entire clan just to steal a eunuch?
What can a eunuch do?
Even a handsome guard?
He almost opened his mouth to ask, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
This kind of thing is not something a son should ask or say out loud.
Or maybe he guessed wrong.
After all, there is no record of concubines and eunuchs in unofficial history.
He held back and said calmly, "As long as he doesn't betray mother, at worst my son can continue to use him as chief steward."
Having said that, I couldn't help but pause.
The eunuch Jinzhong had already become the Grand Secretary. Even if he supported the new emperor, the highest rank he could hold was only the Grand Secretary.
The Grand Steward rebelled in order to become the Grand Steward of the new emperor?
Does anyone believe this?