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Even if he knew that there was a problem with the medicine, he still had to eat what he had to. It was like in a palace where humans ate humans, what one did was the work of Ox-Head and Horse-Face. Which one was human? Which one was the ghost? People and ghosts have long since become indistinguishable …

Zhao Jing was muddle-headed as he listened to Wei Shuge and Zhao Yuannan talk about the Dongfang family.

Zhao Jing needed to know more about the unknown in the East. Even if it wasn't everything, he still needed to know more. She could not fight an unprepared battle! She was only ten years old, which was a full circle away from Dongfang Wenming. Even if she had to endure, she should still burn Dongfang Wenming to death!

The Dongfang family was the founder of Da Xia Empire, and had been the commander of the Da Xia Empire for many generations. They had been in charge of the army for a long time, and during the early days of the Da Xia Empire, their power and influence were already overflowing, even the late emperor didn't dare to do anything to the Dongfang family!

Fortunately, Dongfang Wuzheng, the father of Dongfang Mingming, was still considered respectful, and Emperor Yu could be considered to have done his duty as an official. Even though there had been an unpleasant conflict, Dongfang Wuzheng hadn't rebelled. Instead, he had left behind a family motto: Dongfang Family, loyal to the Zhao Family for all eternity. All generations of officials!

Although he didn't dare to say it out loud, he was implying that the Dongfang family would never be able to rebel!

Dongfang Xi Ming went to battle with his father when he was only thirteen. He became famous after a battle at the age of sixteen, and at the age of eighteen, he had already taken over his father's position. He became the leader of the Dongfang family, the mastermind of Grand Xia's military power! It was because of the conquest of the Dongfang family that the Grand Xia's current grand territory was created!

At that time, the late emperor had no son. Even if he wanted to regain the military power, he was still powerless. The influence of the Dongfang family had become uncontrollable in the hands of Dongfang Xi. In the end, not even the late emperor was able to do anything and died from anger on the bed.

It was a good thing, Zhao Jing thought, that before his Imperial Father died, he had also thought of a compromise. Since there was no way to take back the military power from the people of the East, he would support them with enough power before they died.

With this, there would be the Imperial Tutor, Prime Minister Ke Boyu, and a few others! They could balance each other and allow the bloodline of the Zhao Family to survive!

Zhao Jing had been ill for the past few days, so the Imperial court was at peace.

The weather was good today. Wei Shuge helped Zhao Jing out the door. They were always inside the house, feeling very sick. Zhao Jing was sitting on a fake rock outside the Qianyuan Hall, basking in the sunlight when he saw Zhao Yuannan hastily come over to pay his respects. "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister requests an audience!"

Zhao Jing furrowed his brows as he immediately thought of something. "Uncle Ke must have an important matter in mind to request an audience!" Everyone knew that she was a puppet emperor with no real power at all. If she didn't have to use her Imperial Jade Seal to go through the motions, who would come looking for her?

"Pass on!" Zhao Jing didn't get up. Instead, he began to eat the sweet hawthorn that Wei Shuge had given him like a child.

"This humble subject pays his respects to Your Majesty!" Cobb saluted.

Zhao Jing's smile was extremely brilliant. He then called out to Uncle Ke and handed him a sweet hawthorn. "Do you want to eat it?" This was something the Regent had specially ordered for someone to use on Zhen. It was delicious! Would the Prime Minister like to try? "

"Thank you, your majesty!" He didn't eat it, but held the sweet hawthorn in his hands with a troubled expression on his face.

"Why aren't you eating?" Zhao Jing tilted his head with a puzzled expression. "It's really delicious. I've eaten a lot!"

"Your Majesty. Actually, this humble subject came here today to discuss some matters. Your Majesty …"

Zhao Jing stood up and chewed the sweet hawthorn in his mouth. With a fearful expression on his face, he deliberately and carefully whispered, "There's no need to discuss matters related to the Regent with me." She picked up the plate with the caramel in it.

Wei Shuge tactfully and tactfully bowed and retreated. Together with Zhao Yuannan, they guarded the foot of the fake mountain.

As he ate the sweet hawthorn meat, Zhao Jing was like a child who had never experienced the affairs of the world. Now, his expression changed to that of a tiger and a terrified one.

"Your majesty, please listen!"

Listen?

Listen to what?

Zhao Jingzhong was stunned!

"The Regent was assassinated last night!"

Zhao Jing shook his hand, causing the sweet and hawthorn fruits on the plate to fall to the ground.

The East is not clear!