Chapter 25 The poison of drunkenness At the age of six, Zhao Zheng left his homeland and went abroad as a hostage.
In the past 12 years, others thought he was learning the languages of the Six Kingdoms, investigating the folk customs of the Six Kingdoms, understanding the affairs of the Six Kingdoms, and getting to know the monarchs and ministers of the Six Kingdoms.
But only Zhao Zheng knew that he also saw the six countries recruiting troops, watched the six countries fighting, counted the six countries' casualties, and thought about the six countries' rise and fall.
How can the war be stopped? For countless late nights looking up at the stars, Zhao Zheng walked slowly around the stairs alone. Under the hazy night, listening to the evening wind blowing through the Proton Mansion, he pondered in his mind.
Confucianism respects benevolence, Legalism emphasizes discipline, Mohism is good at work, and Taoism is free between heaven and earth.
The only answer was about to come out, but he suppressed it and never mentioned it.
If you mention it, it means being warlike and bloodthirsty, if you mention it, it means being violent and unbridled.
But now right in front of him, at the banquet where the envoys gathered, Jiang He said that the war would end with war. Jiang He said that only one of the seven kingdoms would be left!
Military strategist, that is the answer of military strategist. It took Zhao Zheng 12 years to figure out the answer!
I thought she was ingenious and good at cooking, I had seen her clever and intelligent, killing people and protecting herself, and I also saw that she was able to think carefully and act independently, but I didn't know that she turned out to be another person.
Jiang He struggled in Zhao Zheng's arms in astonishment. This sudden hug made everyone in the hall stunned and laughed.
After all, they were newly married and in a barbarian land, so they hugged each other after just a few words? Wei Zipei, who had just questioned Jiang He, lowered his head in horror, his delicate cheeks turning crimson.
I knew I wouldn't be here!
Instead of helping her brother teach the princess of Qi a lesson, she saw dirty things and wondered if she would get corns.
She knelt down in frustration and drank with her sleeves covered.
Jiang He had already broken away from Zhao Zheng, and she warned in a low voice: "Has Your Majesty lost his mind and gone crazy?"
"Yes, I'm crazy."
Zhao Zheng slowly let go of her, his previously indifferent eyes now seemed to be burning with flames, and he looked at Jiang He and said, "I'm going crazy with loneliness."
After saying this, he raised his wine glass and paid tribute to the envoys from various countries.
"I've been frivolous and punished myself with a drink."
The envoys should raise their glasses together and praise the young monarch Zhao Zheng for his virtuous spirit.
Jiang He picked up his chopsticks in embarrassment and anger, took a bite of the braised beef brisket, moved his body, and sat farther away from Zhao Zheng.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but she felt that Zhao Zheng was also moving, getting closer and closer to her.
She turned her head to look, only to find Zhao Zheng staring at the wine vessel in his hand, with a sharp look in his eyes.
"How is it?"
Chang'an Jun Zhao Jiao stood in the front hall closest to the corner gate, waiting for the news.
The confidant Chang ran into the palace as a guard, with a look of joy on his face.
"As the young master expected, he is still very cautious."
He was very cautious. He did not eat food cooked outside or drink tea. He was accompanied by thousands of guards when he left the palace, and the rules were strict.
Zhao Jiao snorted coldly and said, "Then what?"
"He drinks wine." Chang Guards reported softly, "Because it was a wine gifted by the Queen Mother, and out of filial piety, he had to drink it."
After Zhao Zheng sent his own soldiers to kill the killer he had raised, Zhao Jiao knew that he could only sink the boat.
The brother's rebellion is not because he is unworthy and rebellious, but because he is being forced.
How could the Queen Mother make wine herself? When the Queen Mother was selecting gifts, she happened to have a filial son like him and took the initiative to request the millet wine that had been stored in the mansion for ten years.
There's nothing wrong with those wines.
The problem is in the cup.
Zhao Jiao knew that before Zhao Zheng drank, Zongjun would drink it first to test the poison. However, there was always something wrong, and no matter how vigilant Zhao Zheng was, he would not find the poison in the wine vessel.
So what if Zongjun tried it? What Zong Jun drank was slightly different from what he drank.
It is highly poisonous and is colorless and odorless.
The retainer who was drunk while refining was expelled by the Prime Minister Wei Zhangde, and was taken into the palace by Zhao Jiao.
There is no difference between talent and learning. Zhao Jiao believes that as long as he is capable, whether he is good at making poisons or detoxifying, he can get it.
The retainer became famous for making poisons in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so whenever the poison appeared, the first person to be suspected was the Prime Minister Wei Zhangde.
At this point, Chang'an Jun Zhao Jiao felt that he was well taught by his mother.
There was a fire in the palace, and his mother helped him frame Wei Nanxu.
As for Zhao Zheng's poisoning this time, Wei Zhangde should take the blame.
"Did you do it yourself?" Zhao Jiao always felt uneasy and a little nervous.
"Yes." Guard Chang lowered his head and said, "Originally, he brought the wine vessels from the palace, but in his humble position, he pretended to be a chamberlain and replaced the wine vessels."
Those wine vessels were given by the late king. There are only two sets in the world, one for Zhao Zheng and one for the Queen Mother.
And as long as it is owned by the Queen Mother, it is equivalent to Zhao Jiao.
"Go and keep an eye on it." Zhao Jiao pursed his lips, which were a little dry due to nervousness. "If he doesn't get poisonous within half an hour, we can use those killers."
Of course, the killer couldn't break into the heavily guarded palace.
But Zhao Jiao needed Zhao Zheng to panic.
Although the wine vessel had been soaked in poison in advance, the amount was small.
If an assassin kills Jiang He and causes him to panic, the medicinal properties can be triggered.
Zhao Zheng will definitely die by then.
"Brother Wang," he said leisurely as he watched Chang Guards leave, "I will guard this world for you. My sister-in-law is beautiful and smart, and I will help you take care of her. I am willing to believe her, but I won't Bind her at night. My brother wants her to enjoy herself and give birth to many children for our Zhao family."
After he finished speaking, he burst into laughter. His face, which used to be handsome and dazzling, now looked a little eating a few pieces of braised beef brisket, Jiang He picked up the wine cup.
Just as she was about to drink it, Zhao Zheng suddenly grabbed her sleeve.
What happened today? The wine has been tested by Zongjun and is not poisonous.
He suddenly pulled me in. Could it be that he wanted to hug me again? Jiang He ducked back and spilled his drink.
"Stop drinking," Zhao Zheng pressed down her wine cup and said calmly, "Go and change some clothes. Let's go back to the palace."
Are you going back to the palace so soon?
Jiang He tentatively said, "I would also like to go to the clean room."
"Why?" Zhao Zheng frowned slightly, seeming to be very concerned about this matter.
"Your Majesty, don't you allow people to pay tribute?" Jiang He put down the wine cup angrily and used his sleeves to cover the stain of the spilled wine in his arms.
Zhao Zheng thought for a moment.
The last time she said she wanted to go out, she ended up taking a bath.
This time, what is the purpose of saying that you are going to show your respect?
But it was difficult to get angry in public, so he said in a warning tone: "Queen, go and come back quickly."
Jiang He stood up and left the table slowly. As soon as he arrived outside the hall, he walked quickly.
The palace maid behind him was panting as she chased her. Jiang He had already entered the side hall and quickly changed into dark clothes.
This place is very close to the hotel where the Wei delegation is staying. If she leaves quickly and returns quickly, Zhao Zheng will not find it.
The palace maid opened the palace door for Jiang He, but she saw a woman standing at the door.
Judging from the way the woman was panting, it seemed that she was already very tired from trying to block Jiang He.
Jiang He nodded to her and said, "Your Highness, Princess, are you here to change too? I have already changed and left first."
"Don't go."
Wei Zipei took a step forward, backed away from the palace maid, closed the palace door, and blocked Jiang He's way.
Even though he was anxious, Jiang He still steadied his breathing and showed a puzzled expression.
"Is the princess okay?"
"I'm asking you this!" Wei Zipei pointed at the tip of Jiang He's nose and said sternly, "When the assassin assassinated you, why was it Jiang He who died? After she was an envoy, why did you send her envoys but not protect her? You all Are the royal family such nonsense?"
Although he was scolded, Jiang He smiled.
It turns out that the provocations during the banquet and the obstruction here were all for the sake of the "dead" Jiang He.
She is indeed his sister, she is so cute even if she curses her.
Jiang He raised his hand to take off the phoenix crown, looked at the furious Wei Zipei, and said with a smile: "I heard that your brother is ill. I wonder if he is willing to meet a person who is rumored to be dead."
Zhao Zheng turned around and looked at the side door of the palace, but there was no one there.
Jiang He hasn't come back yet.
His eyes swept across the seats. Apart from Jiang He, Wei Zipei, the princess of Wei State, was not there either.
In the excitement of drinking and drinking, Zhao Zheng stood up.
He wanted to find it himself.
At this time, there was a loud noise outside the palace. Not long after, the guards of the diplomatic missions from various countries entered the palace one after another to report that there were mobs besieging the palace, and Su Yu, the commander of the Yongguo Guards, was resisting.
"Where's Su Yu?" Zhao Zheng asked.
Su Yu came to see them soon and reported that the rebels were disguised as assassins and were not a problem. As long as he gave him half an envoy, he could kill them all.
The envoys from various countries at the table continued to eat and drink, and joked that today they could actually see the Weiwei army killing the rebels with their own eyes, and they must go out later to see how the rivers of blood flowed.
Zhao Zheng ignored those people.
He approached Su Yu, who was so surprised that Su Yu was a little flattered and knelt down quickly.
Zhao Zheng asked: "Is the carriage of the Wei envoy still in the palace?"
Su Yu immediately reported: "The official envoy of the Wei State Mission is the princess. She left just before the chaos arrived."
Zhao Zheng closed his eyes slightly and felt a little unsteady on his feet.
Su Yu thought for a while and then said: "Early this morning, the people who went to Qi to inquire about the assassination of the Qi envoy Jiang female officer have come back. They said that the female officer was an envoy of Qi and went on an envoy with her father. The Kingdom of Wei has an old relationship with the royal family of Wei. That royal family is..."
"No need to say it." Zhao Zheng interrupted Su Yu.
The daughter of an envoy went to Wei as an envoy and had an old relationship with the Wei royal family.
The young master of Wei State came to Yong State and encountered a friend who died and fell ill.
When she heard the news that he had been stabbed, the chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground.
The only time she made snacks and brought them to Xuande Hall was to confirm his life or death.
During the fire, she did not escape alone. The first thing she did was to protect the letter he wrote to her.
She said she wanted to marry that person.
She said she would marry him.
The prince of Wei State, Wei Ji.
Zhao Zheng stood there, with blood rushing up and down in his body. For a moment, he felt like he was standing on a stormy boat.
The world is upside down, as if it will collapse in the next moment.
(End of this chapter)