Chapter 32 The King’s Favor
From ancient times to the present, there have been many people who harbor evil intentions and few who lead troops to rebel.
This is because many things can only be thought about. If you really do it, you have to be [-]% sure. Otherwise, you will be seeking death.
But from ancient times to the present, many royal families have been killed by their virtue is not up to par, they are careless, or they are just unlucky.
What will happen today? Outside there was the sound of swords and axes being struck.
The man's roar and scream before his death sounded extremely harsh, and the sound was getting closer and closer. It seemed that there was only a door or a window between them sitting on the bed.
"Is the queen afraid?"
The silence in the palace was incompatible with the fighting outside. At this tense moment, Zhao Zheng asked.
"What is there to be afraid of?" Jiang He looked at Zhao Zheng and smiled, "Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother has already said that if Lord Chang'an succeeds to the throne, he will still marry me as his queen. This is really a turn of events, and I will be the one to marry."
This woman! Zhao Zheng's face darkened, and then he smiled again: "What do you mean by the queen, she won't leave?"
His tone was tentative and playful, but he couldn't hide his eagerness to wait for her answer.
"Let's go." Jiang He stood up with a smile, stretched his arms and straightened his clothes, stood on tiptoe and looked outside, "I have something very important to do."
The people behind did not speak.
The atmosphere in the hall seemed to become much colder in an instant.
After a snowflake fell from the sky for such a long time, Zhao Zheng whispered: "Have you ever thought that the thing you call the most important thing is actually the same thing I want to do."
He talks about "you" and "I" and treats her as an equal.
At the banquet where the six countries gathered together, when Jiang He said that she wanted to end the war with war, Zhao Zheng knew where the unusualness she usually exuded came from.
The secret scrolls of military strategists may not be bamboo slips that need to be transported by horse-drawn carriages.
It was the descendants of Sun Wu who taught all the wisdom condensed over generations to one person.
Jiang He himself is the secret book that the Seven Kingdoms should snatch.
And he and Jiang He will eventually reach the same destination through different routes, and meet each other on a battlefield fighting for the world.
He persuaded her to stay, not to add wings, but to avoid the need to kill her one day.
As smart as she is, she obviously understands what Zhao Zheng means.
Staying in Dayong is an easier path for her.
However, her hometown is where she feels at ease, and the place that makes her feel at ease is not here.
Jiang He nodded gently, the naughtiness on his face disappeared, and said solemnly: "So when we meet again in the future, I will remember your majesty's favor today and show some kindness."
Is it a favor? Threatening, binding, neglecting, guarding against.
Zhao Zheng suddenly felt that his heart was empty, and some thoughts were floating in the air, unable to settle down.
"Call someone to come, I want to go out."
Jiang He no longer tried to persuade him, but his expression returned to its previous coldness.
What are you going to do? Jiang He pursed his lips and frowned.
Are you afraid that others will find it difficult to find a target when you are paralyzed like this? "Wei Xiangguo is here." Zhao Zhengdao said, "The good things the queen has done have made him successful in suppressing the rebellion, but she can no longer kill him alone."
Jiang He was about to ask when the noise outside suddenly increased sharply, and then he heard Su Yu's voice reporting: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Wei Zhangde led the lieutenant army into the palace and captured the thieves together with the low-ranking officials. Now that the thieves have been captured, please show your Majesty. Down."
The courtyard of Zhiyang Palace has never been so chaotic.
The ground was covered with corpses that had not had time to be cleaned up. Judging by their clothes, some were from the Langzhong Lingjun and the Guards, but more of them were Zhao Jiao's private soldiers and the Lieutenant's Army brought by Wei Zhangde.
Although he was a civil servant, Wei Zhangde came to rescue him personally regardless of his life or death.
His clothes were in tatters and his shoulder was injured. He and Su Yu stood in the middle holding Zhao Jiao.
Zhao Jiao's armor was in tatters, his jade crown was missing, and his messy hair hung down, covering most of his face.
Zhao Zheng, who was sitting on the sedan chair, looked indifferent and shook his head slightly as he looked at Zhao Jiao.
"Poisoning, assassination, and arson are all the actions of villains. Chang'an Jun dared to lead troops to rebel. He finally has some male blood."
There was no fear on Zhao Jiao's face.
Although he was described as a bit embarrassed, he shook off his messy hair, revealing his usual graceful and beautiful face, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang can win today, not because I am not prepared properly. It is really because my mother is partial and would rather guard your job." Even if you die, you will not give me a chance."
"presumptuous!"
A voice screamed sharply, and the Queen Mother rushed over.
She raised her palm and hit Zhao Jiao on the face, shouting angrily: "Take him down and lock him in the prison!"
Wei Zhangde and Su Yu did not obey the order.
Take him down and lock him in a prison, and then wait until the Queen Mother finds a chance to release him?
If such a serious crime as treason can be brushed off lightly and one can survive, then wouldn't Dayong's laws be child's play?Where is the royal power and authority?Don’t you want to be provoked? Today Zhao Jiao is protected by his mother, but don’t the soldiers who died because of his rebellion today not have mothers?
But in full view of the public, the Queen Mother now controls the government, and the monarch must abide by his filial piety, how can he be disobedient? In the stagnant silence, Zhao Zheng tapped his fingers on the sedan chair, seeming to be hesitating and weighing.
Su Yu held the knife in one hand and pressed Zhao Jiao's shoulder with the other. His eyes were fixed on Zhao Zheng's fingers.
He was waiting for Zhao Zheng to give orders.
There are no orders, and he only listens to one person's orders.
The first time he was beaten like this by the Queen Mother, Zhao Jiao smiled with a red and swollen face.
"Mother, please bid farewell to your sons and ministers today. In ancient times, owls ate their mothers, and deer ate their fathers. As time goes by, you will discover Zhao Zheng's true nature of being an owl and a traitor to his sons and ministers! Look at him sitting there with pride. Wait, coax you, bully you, do you know that even the woman next to him is not actually Qi Guo——"
"呲——" The sound of a long knife piercing his body stopped Zhao Jiao's next words.
Because he belonged to the royal family, Su Yu did not cut off Zhao Jiao's head according to the custom of punishment for treason.
His knife just penetrated the gap between the ribs on Zhao Jiao's back and cut open his heart.
A stream of blood gushed out from Zhao Jiao's mouth. Su Yu had already drawn out the knife, and supported Zhao Jiao to lie down on the ground in the direction where he fell.
The Queen Mother stood in front of Zhao Jiao's body in a daze. Her body became weak and she fell down. She was speechless for a long time and seemed to have lost her mind.
The Zhiyang Palace is like the Shura Palace, where executions are merciless.
Su Yu took half a step back, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I will kill the rebel ministers and revive the minor ministers."
Zhao Zheng took his fingers away from the guardrail of the sedan chair and looked at Wei Zhangde.
Wei Zhangde could only feel the cold air pouring into his head. He shivered and knelt down and said, "I violated the confinement order by leaving the house privately, and also secretly mobilized the lieutenant to break into the palace. I beg your Majesty to forgive me."
Zhao Zheng pursed his lips tightly and said after a long time: "What did Father Zhong say? Now the evidence is conclusive. It is Lord Chang'an who has always had murderous intentions for Gu, and my concubine can be cleared of the crime of arson. So the Prime Minister came out of the palace to appease me. Officials, I am warning the world: The Lord of Chang'an was executed for his rebellion, and he is safe and sound."
Only then did Wei Zhangde sigh in relief and stand up.
Zhao Zheng added: "Three days later, I will invite the Prime Minister to come to the palace for a drink."
Wei Zhangde responded quickly.
After the fire broke out in Zhiyang Palace and Wei Nanxu was framed by the Queen Mother and Zhao Jiao, he finally let go of his heart.
The maids carried the Queen Mother back to Dazheng Palace, and the imperial doctor followed.
The Weiwei army began to clean up the corpses and carried away the seriously injured soldiers, while the slightly injured ones were sent back to the Weifu to be bandaged.
This rebellion and turmoil came to an end just like that.
By tomorrow morning, the chamberlain will wash away the blood on the floor of King Yong's Palace so that the place still looks spotless.
Just something has changed forever.
When Wei Zhangde left, he saw Su Yu holding the imperial seal usually kept by the Queen Mother.
From today on, the Queen Mother will lose the power to review memorials.
No more ministers will flock to the Da Zheng Palace.
It was late at night before Wei Zhangde returned to his home.
Just after washing and changing clothes, Wei Nanxu arrived.
"Father!"
Her face was as bright as a smile, and she must have heard the news.
"The Yong court is full of people who act according to the prevailing situation! Just after today's incident, many officials and their families came to visit. Those who threatened to break up with my daughter a few days ago are now coming together! Even Jiang Bi, the protégé of Qi State, also sent Mid-Autumn Festival gifts."
The Mid-Autumn Festival is indeed coming soon.
Wei Zhangde took a sip of tea and thought about the guest list for the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Then he suddenly remembered something, put down the tea and said sternly: "In the past, you liked to make fun of Qi's protégé Jiang Bi, but you must never do it again. My father, seeing the current attitude of the monarch towards the queen, may not be long before he puts Jiang Bi back." . By then he will be the crown prince of Qi, and his status will be very different from today."
Although there was a marriage between Yong and Qi, the original conditions for the marriage did not include the release of protons.
Now it seems that Zhao Zheng's love for Jiang has reached a level that affects national affairs? The smile on Wei Nanxu's face disappeared and he sat down in front of Wei Zhangde sullenly.
"My father went to the palace to serve the king. What, did you see or hear something?"
Wei Zhangde thought for a while, then said what Zhao Jiao said today, and then analyzed it in detail: "As a father, I always feel that Your Majesty killed Zhao Jiao because he mentioned the queen as if he wanted to insult her."
is it?
Wei Nanxu said goodbye to his father and walked back to his boudoir.
Along the way, she repeatedly recalled Zhao Jiao's words in her mind.
——"Look at him sitting there complacently, coaxing you and bullying you. Do you know that even the woman next to him is not actually Qi Guo——"
Dark clouds cover the moon.
Wei Nanxu suddenly stopped in the corridor.
There was light in her eyes like lightning splitting thick clouds.
"He's not insulting..." she said to herself, "he's exposing!"
"She's not Jiang!" Wei Nanxu suddenly covered her mouth, trembling with shock at what she had guessed.
If the person who assassinated the Qi embassy was Zhao Jiao.
If Zhao Jiao has seen the assassin.
If the assassin had said anything.
If Zhao Jiao cares about Jiang's body, it's not because of flattery.
If Zhao Zheng is wary of Jiang at night, it's not just because she is a foreign princess.
If she wasn't at all—
"Oh my God!" Wei Nanxu laughed, "How qualified are you to compete with me!"
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(End of this chapter)
