The things that marshal Zhao took were very important. Marshal Zhao didn't want to let others know, so he didn't ask someone to polish the ink, nor did he ask someone to write the memorial. Instead, he poured some hot water himself and began to polish the ink clumsily.
After grinding the ink, he was ready to write the memorial.
When he really wanted to write the memorial, he found that it was so difficult to write.
Marshal Zhao thought for a long time before he wrote down a paragraph.
Zhao Ziqi, a minister of state, starts his majesty:
after thinking about it, marshal Zhao doesn't know how to write it properly. He simply uses this blank memorial to hold the letter found in the secret box, and then seals it with a large leather envelope, and prints a special secret paint on it. "Then he orders someone to send the letter to the capital.
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In Fengqi palace in Beijing, a beautiful woman in a phoenix robe is lying on the couch of the imperial concubine.
She frowned and looked at the door from time to time, apparently waiting for someone.
She felt that she had been waiting for a long time before the sound of footsteps finally came from the door. Her eyes lit up when she heard the sound, but this joy was soon covered by her.
Her brow frowned more tightly, and she gently rubbed her forehead with her hand, with a look of pain and weakness.
Seeing her like this, the middle-aged man in the Dragon Robe had a slight pause, and then walked in as if nothing had happened.
He saw that the queen was struggling to get up and salute him. He took two steps to help her before she knelt down.
"Empress Phoenix body disobeys, don't be polite!"
When the empress heard that the emperor had exempted her from the ceremony, her eyes flashed a trace of satisfaction, but she still said with a crocodile voice:
"thank the emperor for his sympathy, but my concubine's health is not serious. Besides, the ceremony can't be abolished..."
"The queen is right. Etiquette and rules are absolutely necessary. As empresses, you and I should set an example!"
The emperor heard the queen say so, nodded, a deep thought of the appearance, and then let go of just holding the Queen's hand.
As soon as the emperor let go, the queen was embarrassed. She kept a half kneeling posture and was in a dilemma.
Seeing that the emperor seemed to be waiting for her to salute, the queen clenched her teeth and knelt down firmly.
The emperor saw the queen kneel down, and without waiting for her to salute, he came forward and helped her up.
"Why should the queen do such a big gift? When you reach your heart, you can do it. "
Empress smell speech, stiff smile.
"The emperor sympathizes with my courtiers and concubines, and I can't be proud of them."
The emperor did not discuss more about etiquette with the queen, but asked about her illness.
"What does the doctor say? What's wrong with the queen? "
After hearing the words, the empress tried to stop, and finally forced herself to smile and say:
"the emperor doesn't have to worry, my concubine, it's just a minor illness."
before the emperor spoke, the female officials around the empress were worried and broke in regardless of the rules.
"Empress, this is not a minor illness, but you must not take it lightly. Emperor, you should have a good life. Please advise the empress to be happy."
When the emperor saw that every female official dared to speak at will, his face was slightly heavy.
After all, the emperor has always attached great importance to etiquette and rules.
She was afraid that he would deal with the female officer, so she rushed ahead of him.
"Bold! How can you speak in front of the emperor?
Don't you even forget the etiquette? If you don't know the rules, go back to the inner court and learn again! "
The female official saw that the queen would send her back to the inner court to learn the rules as soon as she spoke, and she was in a hurry.