Chapter 1057

"Yes, yes! Thank you for your grace! " Zhao Ruhai nodded his head like pestering garlic, and hurriedly ran out to invite Deng Taiyi in.

Zhong Mingzheng sits on the soft couch and looks at Deng Taiyi working in front of the bed. After a while, Deng Taiyi wipes his sweat and goes to Zhong Mingzheng and kneels down to report: "Your Highness, I'm so angry that I fainted. I'll try my best to cure him, but..."

"Just what?" Zhong Mingzheng said in a cold voice.

"But in the future, long live is afraid to say something bad, and can't bear the ups and downs any more." Deng Taiyi.

"I see. Go down and make some medicine." Zhong Mingzheng said softly.

"Yes, I leave." At present, Dr. Deng is too busy to bow down.

Zhong Mingzheng looks at Zhao Ruhai, kneeling in front of the bed to wipe Zhong Zhiheng's face, claps his hands gently, then Ling Shian comes in with the tray, on which are placed the imperial edict of passing on the throne and abdication, but the place to be sealed is still blank.

"Mr. Zhao," Ling Shian put the tray on the small table, turned around and looked at Zhao Ruhai, who was kneeling in front of the bed. "Your Highness has something to do with you."

"I'm here," Zhao Ruhai hurriedly got up, turned around, bowed to Zhong Mingzheng, saw the tray on the small table at a glance, then his face turned brown. As soon as his legs were soft, he knelt on the ground. When he spoke again, he choked and trembled. "Please give me your order."

"Duke Zhao, please go and ask for the father's seal," said Zhong Mingzheng, looking down at Zhao Ruhai in front of him. He said slowly, word by word, "I want to use it."

Zhao Ruhai was so busy that he kowtowed: "Your Highness, if you want to use the seal of the Lord, you must get the permission of the Lord. If you don't get the permission of the Lord, you can ask for the seal without permission. It's the same I dare not to be rebellious. Please forgive me, your highness. "

"Treason? Ha ha, "Zhong Mingzheng scoffed and hooked his lips, leaning forward slightly," Duke Zhao, are you afraid to be our king? "

"Your Highness, forgive me." Zhao Ruhai's head is on the ground.

"Why do you think the king wants to practice in private? Why buy the Rangers? Why should we seize the palace at night? " Zhong Mingzheng said coldly, "I've done all these things, and I'm afraid to bear another crime of treason? Even if there are no two pieces of waste paper, isn't it the king who sits in the court in the early morning? " Speaking of this, Zhong Mingzheng let out a cold hum, then sat up straight again. He looked at Zhong Zhiheng, who was still in a coma, and said in a cold voice, "this is my king's concern for his father's life. If my king is determined to be a rebellious and forced palace, can he live for a long time? Duke Zhao, do you think so? "

Zhao Ruhai didn't speak, but he was shaking like chaff.

Zhong Mingzheng's words are right. If Zhong Zhiheng is still alive, it is natural for him to ascend to the throne. If Zhong Zhiheng dies that night, he will be charged with plotting against and forcing the palace. Therefore, these two imperial edicts are of great importance.

For a long time, there was silence in the dormitory. Except for Zhong Zhiheng's occasional cough or two, there was no sound. Ling Shian stared at Zhao Ruhai for a long time, but he couldn't hold his breath. He grabbed Zhao Ruhai's collar in the first two steps and was about to start, but Zhong Mingzheng stopped him: "Hugh should be rude to him. Later tonight, Zhao Gonggong is us Your ministers of merit. "

"Yes, my subordinates are reckless." Ling Shian is so busy that he suddenly shakes off Zhao Ruhai and watches him fall to the ground with a "Gudong" sound. Then, with a cold hum, he retreats to Zhong Mingzheng's back.

"Duke Zhao, you grew up with me, too. What's the matter? Even you don't think this king is worthy to be the ninth five-day son? " Zhong Mingzheng looked at Zhao Ruhai in his spare time and watched him struggling to get up from the ground. Zhong Mingzheng sneered again and said, "what's the matter? Do you think this king is inferior to that ominous body of Princess Hui, or that cripple of Princess an? "