Chapter 100: Cutting the Grass and Cleaning It Up Three kinds of candied fruits were placed in front of Jiang He, tangerine peel, hawthorn and mango.
Tangerine peel strengthens the spleen and stomach, hawthorn eliminates food and blood stasis, and mango quenches thirst and protects the heart.
She slowly picked it up and chewed it, but she couldn't recall whether this was the taste she had tasted when she was a child.
Chen Jingshi walked into the camp with his usual smile on his face.
The guards sent by Zhao Zheng to protect her and the maid to wash her had already left, and there were only two of them in the tent.
Jiang He said nothing and smiled a little sadly.
"Uncle Chen," she said in a warm voice without being polite, "Is there any medicine that can cure the poison that binds the heart?"
The smile on Chen Jingshi's face was stiff. His knees were weak and his body was weak. He knelt down as if he could not control himself.
News came back from Zongjun that a heart-binding poison was found in Chen Jingshi's house in Shouchun City.
The remaining poison has not been eliminated, so that the surrounding vegetation has withered, and there is not even a single insect or ant in the yard.
Zongjun knew very little about this toxin and didn't know how to deal with it.
I just heard that it will be poisonous after you survive the first poisonous attack, the next one will happen half a year later.
If there is no antidote within half a year, the person will not be saved.
And even if there is an antidote, it only reduces the the end, the person who is poisoned will die suddenly after less than three years.
It is said that after experiencing the first taste of poison, no matter who they are, they are willing to become puppets and be used by others.
Therefore, this poison is often used to incite rebellion and control opponents.
If Chen Jingshi was poisoned, then not only would he be untrustworthy, but his life would also be in danger.
Jiang He didn't know for a moment whether he should be grateful for discovering the spy, or sad that his father's old friend was forced to come here.
"There is no need to trouble Your Highness the Princess," Chen Jingshi breathed out slowly, as if he had finally unloaded a burden, "In fact, I am a little glad that Your Highness found out, otherwise I will be in hell in the future, and I don't know how to explain to Brother Jiang. In It's a good place here. The official positions are bigger than those in Chu State, and it's easy to be an official with strict laws and disciplines. But my family happened to go out to watch the flower drum performance that day. They were not poisoned and didn't know about it. But in Yong State, there is a method of sitting continuously. I don’t regret dying, my little granddaughter is only one month old.”
"I know," Jiang He said, "Zongjun found out."
Not only did they find out this, Zongjun also said that Wei Nanxu was in Shouchun City and was being used by the King of Chu, and was researching ways to prepare and detoxify poison.
"Uncle Chen," Jiang He finally asked him, "is it Mi Bei Cu?"
"Not entirely," Chen Jingshi said bitterly, recalling the bone-crushing and heart-burning scene, "There is also a woman from the Yong Kingdom named Wei."
The surname is Wei, Wei Nanxu.
The noise of soldiers and horses came from outside, and someone was calling Chen Jingshi's name in a sharp and majestic voice.
Chen Jingshi suddenly stood up.
He took a deep breath, as if he had gathered up half a lifetime of courage.
He looked at Jiang He's face not far away. This girl had had the composure without changing her expression even when she was very young.
She takes after her father.
If she promised to take care of his family, she would be able to do so.
Chen Jingshi opened the curtain, but stopped and said slowly: "Your Highness, do you still remember the story you told me when you were a child? Uncle Chen has no chance to listen to it again."
Jiang He stood up but said nothing.
Chen Jingshi walked out. The autumn air was crisp and the scenery outside was just right.
Tianyan Mountain stands not far away, and the leaves of the poplar trees are turning yellow, layer by layer, shining with brilliant golden light.
He suddenly remembered the time when he said goodbye to Jiang Anqing outside Shouchun City a long time ago.
"Don't worry, Brother Jiang," he patted his chest proudly, "Since I am an official, I will be a good official."
"What makes a good official?" Jiang Anqing pulled out a few dogtail grasses by the road and knitted puppies for Jiang He, while saying, "In this world, how can I be an official with peace of mind."
Yes, this world.
The seven-nation war forced him, who only wanted to be an official, to become a spy.
Chen Jingshi smiled bitterly, looked at the approaching Lang Zhonglingjun in the distance, and took out a dagger from his sleeve.
Then he turned and looked east.
The east is the direction of sunrise, and is his hometown.
A slanting trail of blood spattered on Jiang He's tent, followed by a muffled sound.
The voice of the doctor and commander came from outside: "This man committed suicide."
"Of course he must commit suicide, otherwise there will be torture waiting for him!"
"It's not a good place to die. It will stain His Highness's tent."
"Go and clean up His Highness quickly."
Jiang He walked out amid the messy sounds.
"Excuse me," she raised her voice, "the thief committed suicide out of fear of his crime. Please come back."
The leader, Lang Zhongling, hesitated for a moment, turned around and saw Su Yu's signal not far away, and quickly bowed and retreated.
Jiang He walked to Chen Jingshi's body.
He lay on the ground with his head facing east, blood spreading from his heart and seeping into the khaki soil.
Jiang He knelt down and unfolded his handkerchief to cover Chen Jingshi's face.
She suddenly remembered what the candied fruits tasted like when she was a child.
Sweet, a little sour in the sweetness, mixed with the aroma of herbs, making people want to eat more.
Uncle Chen, he is a good man.
When the doctor rushed into Chen Jingshi's house, he only saw a girl standing in the yard.
The little girl was not very old. She was eating candied fruit with a smile and said to the leader of the army: "Are you looking for someone?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Let your master come out!" "My master?" The little girl was shocked and said with a deliberately surprised expression, "My master is Her Royal Highness Princess Anguo. Who sent you? You want to take me?" Master?"
The doctor's order was confused and he had to take a few steps closer to look at the girl in front of him.
The little girl Cai Ling took out a seal from her sleeve and threw it over.
The family seal of the King of Qi is square and square, with the name of Princess Anguo engraved on it.
"Please go back and report to your majesty," Cai Ling restrained his playful expression and curtsied, "Chen Jingshi is a native of Qi State and is not bound by the laws of Yong State. His family has been escorted back to Qi State by the princess for trial. The rest The princess will report it to Your Majesty."
Langzhong ordered the army to be stationed in the palace every day, so he had naturally seen the close bond between Zhao Zheng and Jiang He.
Since Cai Ling said so, they did not dare to disobey, they quickly put away the seal and nodded to Cai Ling.
But after all, he felt uneasy. The leader couldn't help but approach Cai Ling and asked in a low voice: "If you are escorted back to Qi for trial, does that mean you will be released as soon as you enter the border of Qi? This is not an escort, but a thousand-mile escort, right?" ?”
Cai Ling rolled her eyes at him, coughed a few times, cleared her throat, and said in a loud voice: "This slave only knows that it is our duty to listen to our master."
The leader of the Langzhong Lingjun blushed a little and waved away.
"Ran?"
Zhao Zheng did not raise his head, and his voice was as emotionless as before, but it made the doctor's commander uneasy and he quickly conveyed everything Cai Ling said.
Zhao Zheng raised his head, with a slight smile on his lips.
"She beat me to it." He said, "Go down."
Fortunately, she didn't stop Chen Jingshi from committing suicide, so she is already better than before.
The doctor, as if he had been granted amnesty, put down the seal and carefully exited.
Zhao Zheng wrote a few words on the bamboo slips, and finally couldn't help but put down his pen and his eyes fell on the seal.
This seal was given to her by Jiang Ben this time last year.
She seems to have a special energy that always awakens kindness in the hearts of strangers, making them want to help her.
Zhao Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.
To kill them all, all he had to do was write a letter to Jiang Ben.
Ah He is still too naive.
He wants to teach her to be ruthless and make her this way, after he leaves in two years, Princess Jiang He of Qi State can gain a firm foothold in Yong State and attack decisively.
In a few days there will be a festival at the foot of Tianyan Mountain.
Then return the seal to her.
Zhao Zheng put the seal into his sleeves, stood up with a smile, and walked towards Zhiyang Palace.
The sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant, and he stopped to cough from time to time, feeling very good.
The festival was held as scheduled.
The caves that penetrate the east and west sides of Tianyan Mountain have been dug. At the sluice a hundred miles upstream, soldiers waiting for the gate to open are keeping an eye on the sundial.
As long as the time is up, they can open the gate and let the Jingshui flow eastward through Tianyan Mountain and merge into Luoshui.
For the first time in hundreds of years, the Guanzhong Plain from west to east will not have to worry about people here can drink clear river water, and the crops on both sides of the river will be nourished.
Then soon, the Yong Kingdom will have abundant food to conquer cities and territories.
The unification of the world is just around the corner.
At the foot of Tianyan Mountain, flags were flying and people were crowded.
At the back are hundreds of thousands of people and soldiers who built the canal. In the front are the people living near Han Canal, and close to the altar are hundreds of ministers of the Yong who knelt down and gathered around them were the king Zhao Zheng and the queen mother Ji Man on the altar.
Horses, cows, sheep, chickens, dogs, and hogs were placed high on the altar.
Zhao Zheng holds incense and candles and prays to heaven for good weather and peace for the country and the people.
Jiang He was not on the altar.
According to the rules, she was from Qi State and was not qualified to worship her ancestors on the altar.
So she's in the camp.
Over the past few days, she has been thinking about a question.
Before Chen Jingshi committed suicide, she said she once told him a story. What was it?
When he was young, whenever his father came back from a mission, Chen Jingshi would sit at home.
Jiang He was not a good storyteller. The stories she had heard were all stories her father had mastered and used to teach her the art of war.
Then what she told Chen Jingshi was probably that kind of story.
Drums could be heard in the distance, each one sounding like a blow to Jiang He's heart.
She suddenly remembered that one time she sprained her foot and had to stay at home. Chen Jingshi came to see her. She seemed to read the story she was reading to him.
What is it? It was a summer.
She felt very hot at that time and kept fanning herself.
Chen Jingshi smiled and said that it was a pity that Mr. Jiang's official position was not high enough and the palace would not come to him as a reward.
That story is——
A flash of lightning flashed through Jiang He's mind, and her hands were shaking and she couldn't help but lift up her dress.
The body rushed out of the camp like an arrow shot from a serial crossbow.
That story is a serial scheme, a serial scheme!
She's hit!
(End of this chapter)