Zhao Jing had to admit that Ke Bozhao was extremely careful, but he had no choice. Ke Bozhao came out of Taifu Mansion, had been living under someone else's roof for a long time, and many things needed to be done very carefully. It was easy to say the word "live", but extremely difficult to do it.
"Your Majesty feels from the bottom of his heart that this humble subject has been frighteningly careful?" Ke Bozhao did not directly say the word "crafty", which could be considered as giving everyone a way out, so as to not look embarrassed, "I'm afraid that your majesty doesn't know how this humble subject walked over here? Without this caution, even I would not have been able to stand here and speak to the Emperor. For a person who is not affected by pain and does not know of the pain and itchiness, this subject believes that the Emperor has experienced it for himself. "
Zhao Jing retracted his gaze, this fellow was hinting at Dongfang Weiming. Zhao Jing did not react, and looked at Ke Bozhao indifferently, "I do not think you are scary, I am only pitiful, just as pitiful as I am. The reason why he was so careful was because he couldn't control his own body. "Ke Aoqing, what do you think?"
Ke Bozhao nodded his head, "Your majesty's words make sense, this subject has nothing to say."
"Forget it!" Zhao Jing rubbed the center of his brows, "Ke Bozhao, there are some words that I have also dug out from my heart, I hope that you will not let me down. My life is already a thorn in many people's side. If there comes a day when you … "If that's the case, I'm afraid that even the mountains and rivers of Grand Xia will be destroyed!" She raised her head to look at him, her bright eyes reflected Ke Bozhao's figure, "You can either sit in our position, or else don't betray us, if not you will end up like us, like the human puppets!"
Ke Bozhao did not say anything, and only looked at her quietly.
After a long while, Zhao Jing laughed bitterly, "You may leave! Tell Qi Yunshan, when my body is better, I will come and see him! Wen Yuye's appearance, no matter if it was due to your intentional or a coincidence, we thank you for giving this matter a little time to ease up, allowing us to catch our breath and have a good rest! "
"If Wen Yuye comes to report, I hope the Emperor can give him a word of warning. Be careful!" Ke Bozhao said meaningfully.
Zhao Jing was stunned at first, but then nodded with tacit understanding, "We understand!"
"This humble official will take his leave!" Ke Bozhao bowed and left.
Wei Shuge and Zhao Yuannan walked in and Zhao Jing wrapped himself with a blanket and coughed softly.
"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister, he …" Zhao Yuannan was a little hesitant.
Zhao Jing raised his eyebrows, "Nothing serious, I'm just here for a formality, to let Qi Yunshan see. But he told us that Qi Yunshan had set his heart on Wen Yuye, which is enough proof that Wen Yuye's existence is indeed an obstacle, so we have to properly use this barrier to attract Qi Yunshan's attention, and distract him a little, so we can heave a sigh of relief. "
Wei Shuge nodded his head, what he said was true.
"Oh right, have you found Jinghong?" Zhao Jing asked.
Wei Shuge retracted his gaze and did not say a word.
Seeing her expression, Zhao Jing knew that he couldn't find her! Qi Yunshan had already returned, but Jing Hong did not. Could it be that the odds were against him? Shocking … I wish I could come back alive!
"This servant will have people continue to look for him. If he is alive, I want to see him! If he is dead, I want to see his corpse!" Wei Shuge gnashed his teeth, "This debt, will be owed to the Qi Family."
Zhao Jing nodded his head, "The accounts must be accounted for, and we still have to consider things clearly, not a single mistake can be made!" She looked back at Zhao Yuannan, "Have you settled your matters?"
"The news will spread very quickly. Don't worry, your majesty!" Zhao Yuannan said softly, "On the Imperial Palace Services Office side, this servant is only one step away!"
"Are you sure about the quantity of the medicine?" Zhao Jing asked.
Zhao Yuannan nodded his head, his eyebrows drooping slightly. "Your Majesty, please be at ease. Right now, he is very much at ease with his servant, and this servant also very carefully serves him, and is waiting for that day to come! "
Zhao Jing exhaled a long breath, he slightly closed his eyes and prepared to take a nap, "Then that's good!" Now, all he could do was wait for the golden scholar to case to end! Hopefully, this Wen Yuye and this Nangong Zui would not disappoint her, and only then would she be able to proceed with her next plan.
It was unknown when it had begun outside the palace. There were even rumors circulating about how the heavens did not favor the sovereign, how chaotic the rules were, how they destroyed the virtuous, and how vile the lowly, and how they were used to deceit and deceit. It was said that the Heavens felt that the Emperor had not been competent enough. It was because of the drought in the north and the chaos in the imperial court. Even the top scholar had been killed and the Emperor had been assassinated outside. Piles and pieces were connected together, and that was the beginning of the fall of a country.
Although they didn't dare to say this on the surface, some people secretly spread it around. The more rumors spread, the more outrageous they became. The more rumors were unpleasant to hear! Very quickly, Qi Yunshan and his Regent's Mansion were known, and Qi Yunshan was no exception, he had heard of this news a long time ago, and was even secretly guessing, who was the one who added this leg behind their back? Then, when he thought of that person, he felt a little uncertain. Could it be that he was the one who did it?
Within the Fanghua House, Wen Rusheng coughed softly, the wounds on his body had already started to heal, but every day he still had to apply the medicine on the wounds, as they had been quenched in the past, so he had to carefully recuperate. His body was weak to begin with, so he could not get out of bed.
"That's what they say outside?" Wen Rusheng asked.
Xiao Yan nodded his head and carefully handed the medicinal soup over. Wen Rusheng rejected the emperor, refusing to accept him into the palace for treatment. Therefore, the medicinal soup was prepared by the palace doctors, and sent over by the palace maids themselves.
Wen Rusheng coughed softly, and frowned as he looked at the medicinal soup which was as black as ink, "Drinking all day, your mouth is extremely bitter!"
Hearing this, the scenery seemed to have suddenly recalled something. He hurriedly put down the soup, turned around, and walked out of the room. When he turned around, he found that there was a bag in his hand. When he opened it, he found that it was actually Honey Hawthorn. Scene handed over the entire pack of sweet hawthorn fruits. "Since young master didn't say it, this servant has forgotten. This was given to him by the Emperor. He said it was the best antidote to pain. "I heard from the emperor's master that this is the emperor's favorite food, and it was specially delivered to young master to relieve his suffering."
Wen Rusheng stared intently at the hawthorn honey, then gently picked one and stuffed it into her mouth. The sweet taste melted in her mouth in an instant, making it extremely sweet, "Put this thing in your mouth for a while, and after the honey dissolves, gently chew. The sour sweet taste in your mouth will help you feel the best."
"Yes sir!" The scenery smiled as he carried the medicine over.
"Drinking medicine year after year. It's the same every year. I really wonder if this medicine is saving me or harming me?" Wen Rusheng put down the empty bowl and stuffed a sweet hawthorn into his mouth.
Looking at the expression on his master's face, Lin Fan heaved a sigh of relief. "I can only slowly recover from my injury after Young Master has consumed medicine." After thinking for a moment, the scenery said, "Now that the case of the new top scorer has been handed over to Four-direction Sect, and that Jing Zhao Fu is investigating the assassins, I believe it will be concluded very soon. Young master, don't worry, just take care of it! "
With a pigeon landing at the window, it let out a low growl, causing Wen Rusheng to cough softly, "You can go out first!"
"Yes sir!" The scenery saluted, and everyone tacitly understood as they withdrew.
As the door closed, Wen Rusheng rolled his eyes and expressionlessly glanced at the pigeon on the windowsill.
Outside Fanghua House was the long street, no matter what turmoil there was, the long street was ultimately bustling with life, and did not change its appearance. In this square city, many people were intoxicated with wine, drunk to the point of dreaming and dying, yet they had no idea what life was all about!
As the night fell, the people who were hiding in the dark began to move about the streets of the capital again.
Inside the Spring Wind Paradise, the birds were singing and dancing, bustling with noise and excitement.
Within the private room, there was a screen, and a slim figure floated behind it. The sound of the fingertip was so distant that it stirred people's hearts. It was truly a heavenly sound.
"Mistress, they're here!" The woman saluted and quickly left.
In a flash, someone slowly walked into the private room, and the light curtain was separated by thousands of miles. It was a man, but he was wearing a bamboo hat, so he had to be careful when entering. The moment the man sat down, the zither music behind the screen abruptly stopped. It was those slender fingers that had landed on the zither strings, breaking the sound of this heavenly music.
The man wearing the bamboo hat snorted. His voice was thick and heavy, carrying with it a sense of inexplicable emotion. "You played well!"
Good and bad both lie in the will of the people. The woman said calmly, "Speak, what is it?"
"If there's nothing else, you can't come?" the man asked.
The woman scoffed, "I'm sorry to bother you. This place is not where you should be. If there's nothing important in the future, don't look for me here. If there's anything urgent, I'll look for you! "
The man didn't say anything. He just sat there. He looked through the curtain at the figure behind the screen. No one could clearly see his expression. "Are you okay?"
"Good and bad, they've already come this way. Is it still important?" The woman stood up. A woman quickly came in from the outside and whispered softly. After the servant girl left, the woman playing the zither said, "What else do you want? If you do not tell me, then we will part here! "
The man stood up and didn't say anything.
"Don't come back in the future!" The young woman flicked her sleeve as she left.
"Wait!" The man shouted, "I... "Actually, I …"
"I still have things to do." "If there's anything you need to tell me, you don't have to come personally. It's best if you don't have to contact me too much, lest someone takes care of you! If your goal is too big, you will inevitably attract attention, and you won't be able to implicate me! "
"Alright!" The man nodded, "Take care of yourself, I …"
Before he could finish, the woman had already left.
The wind blew the curtains, and the room was empty.
The man seemed to be a bit disappointed. He let out a self-deprecating chuckle and bitterly walked out. When he arrived at the back door, he got on the carriage. As the horse carriage sped away, a person lifted the curtain of the carriage window. His white hair was scattered by the wind, leaving only a sigh behind.
Tonight, the stars were bright. It had originally been an excellent night, but it had only been a bit cooler.
A horse carriage slipped out of the side door, and was stopped before it could get far.
Zhao Jing, who was in the carriage, tilted his head and curled his lips, looking at Bastard who was waiting patiently even in the middle of the night, with a face full of disdain, "Uncle, you're not sleeping at all in the middle of the night, and are hiding by the side of the road, waiting for us to get a free ride, this is extremely tiring! It's so cold out there, aren't you afraid of freezing your old arms and legs? "
"It's fine if I'm frozen, but I'm afraid that I've raised an ingrate in the palace. I'm even more afraid that I'll be left behind with a meat bun and a dog in tow!" Dongfang Weiming squeezed himself to her side and looked at her as if nothing had happened. "Your majesty, are you rushing to the Full Moon? Or do you want to live? "
Zhao Jing raised his eyebrows, "Uncle speaks as if we were raising a pretty boy outside, so we have to go out to meet in the middle of the night! We might as well tell Uncle, we did not contact Zhong Fu, so don't bother with us! " Even if he knew where Zhong Fu was, Zhao Jing would not be so stupid as to look for him now. At that time, not only would his whereabouts be leaked, Zhao Jing would even drag him into the fire pit.
Dongfang Weiming laughed coldly, "Since even this subject has come, why not your majesty tell this subject where you are going? In the middle of the night, there seemed to be a lot of things that could be done, such as … To go to the Fanghua House?! "Another example would be …"
Zhao Jing's heart suddenly thumped, what else did the Bastard know? Could it be that she knew that the reason she came out this time was to …