Chapter 44: Bottle hunting at night The cricket on the shaft jumped away and disappeared into the grass.
Without the sound of insects, the surroundings suddenly became dull and quiet.
Hearing Wei Ji's question, Zongjun was not embarrassed or embarrassed.
He saluted calmly and said: "To tell you the truth, Your Majesty did drive this slave out. But it was my own idea to follow His Highness."
Even so, according to Zhao Zheng's deep-seated temperament, I'm afraid he doesn't need to explain at all. As long as he expels Zongjun, he can determine where Zongjun will go.
Zongjun staying with Jiang He was Zhao Zheng's eyesight and hands.
Wei Ji smiled understandingly and walked towards his carriage without questioning or chasing him away.
But Jiang Heshang was a little confused.
Outsiders only know that Zong Jun is the imperial minister in Zhao Zheng's palace, but they don't know that his real role is to detect drugs.
Zhao Zheng went on a mission to six countries since he was a child. Because he was poisoned too much, he carefully raised a personal servant who could distinguish weekdays, Zongjun would carefully inspect everything Zhao Zheng eats and in the spring where he bathed, Zongjun would stretch an arm into it to check the water and identify medicines.
If you can’t send someone to follow you, why would you let Zongjun come?
So how will Zhao Zheng identify poison in the future?He is obviously the most vulnerable to poisoning and the person most afraid of being poisoned.
Seeing Jiang He's expression and seeing that Wei Ji had left, Zongjun whispered: "Your Majesty is in your heart. If Your Highness refuses, this servant will really not be able to survive."
A piece of mind?
Jiang He's heart moved slightly and he turned to look in the direction of the dense forest.
Where the branches and leaves cover the place, the golden road is no longer traceable.
It seemed that the meeting and quarrel just now were all a big dream, and the face of Zhao Zheng in her heart became increasingly unreal.
"Then I will call you Zongjun from now on." After hesitating for a moment, Jiang He said with a smile.
"Thank you for taking me in, Your Highness." Zongjun waved his whip cheerfully and skillfully drove the carriage to join the Wei envoy team.
It seemed that a heavy poplar leaf fell into Jiang He's heart, spreading out circles of round walked back to the carriage. The scenery around her was the same as it was not long ago, but it was completely different.
The Yongwang family, who went to Jiuwei Mountain to participate in the festival, returned to Kyoto at night.
But obviously the news was conveyed a little faster than the large team of people. The fact that the new queen of Yong Kingdom had not returned has already caused an explosion in the entire Kyoto.
Some people rumored that this queen was originally a fake princess. Although the Qi State envoy brought the Jin seal document, the Yong State King still disliked her and even asked the Qi State hostage to send several more sisters for him to choose from.
Some people also say that the fake princess's status is not low. She is the daughter of a former envoy of Qi State and a descendant of Sun Wu. In terms of status, she is certainly not as noble as the princess, but if the fake princess knows the art of war, she will be more useful than the real obviously His Majesty didn't care about this. His Majesty got angry under the altar and threw the person out.
But more people firmly believe that it was Wei Ji, the prince of Wei State, who snatched their queen away.
"That's unreasonable!" The Yong Kingdom has imposed a curfew, but several ministers who stayed in the court waiting for the royal family to return from the sacrifices could not help but be angry.
"It's time to march eastward, destroy Han and attack Wei!"
"Master Shaofu, please be patient," someone advised. "Your Majesty is already preparing to use all the strength of the country to build the canal. I'm afraid I won't be able to move eastward."
Then the courtiers gradually became silent, but their faces were extremely a long time, someone said bitterly: "One day, His Majesty will take her back!"
"Come on," a dull voice said, "The Qi State envoy has gone back overnight to choose another princess to send, alas..."
Compared with blood, Yong's courtiers were more sigh contains a thousand words.
Across the imperial street, as soon as the jade chariot Zhao Zheng was riding entered the palace gate, Li Wenzhou, the chief chamberlain, knelt down anxiously and reported that the Queen Mother wanted to summon Zhao Zheng.
The Queen Mother summoned her to discuss the Queen's departure.
"It's so late, let the queen rest early."
Zhao Zheng sat upright in the jade chariot with a cold expression, his eyes a little tired.
Li Wenzhou did not dare to disobey, so he turned around and told the servants in the Queen Mother's Palace, and then followed Luan Jia back to Zhiyang Palace.
The jade chariot stopped at the entrance of the palace, and Zhao Zheng walked into the palace steadily, looking no different from before.
Li Wenzhou didn't dare to express his anger.
The doctor ordered the army to retreat, the chamberlain to retreat, the palace maid to retreat, and Zhao Zheng walked into the bedroom alone.
The clean room is connected to the sleeping hall. Hot water has been put in it, and everything for washing is also available.
As before, Zhao Zheng never let anyone serve him personally.
He slowly walked into the clean room, took off his crown, took off his leather belt, and threw away his sacrificial robes.
Clean your teeth with green salt, wash your face with cold water, rub your body with soap locust, and rinse with hot water.
Wearing an obscene garment, he stepped behind the screen and sat on the dragon bed.
After a long day of traveling and driving, his body was tired and aching, so Zhao Zheng lay down.
The pillows were soft and the mattress was comfortable. He pulled up the brocade quilt and covered it to his chest.
Go to sleep, sleep.
he said to himself.
In Zhiyang Palace, the lights of several palaces were extinguished one after another, gradually falling into darkness.
Li Wenzhou still didn't leave.
He stood at the door of the dormitory, with the whisk on his arm, as quiet as a puppet.
After about an hour, Zhao Zheng opened his eyes on the dragon bed.
Those eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. It was obvious that they were just closed tightly and were not hand subconsciously reached for the pillow.
There was a pottery bottle filled with gold sore medicine. Every night when his wrist hurt, Zhao Zheng would get up and apply it.
There was a sudden "thud" in his mind, and Zhao Zheng's fingers froze and he slowly retracted them.
The sound was the sound of water, reminding him of the whereabouts of the pottery vase.
The dowry left in the palace belonged to Jiang Yuheng, and the hair accessories and clothes left in the palace also belonged to Jiang Yuheng. Only the pottery vase was left to him by Jiang He, but he threw it away!
Zhao Zheng stood up suddenly and walked out. He opened the palace door with both hands and said coldly in the night: "Here comes someone."
Li Wenzhou was startled and stepped forward: "My servant is here."
"I want to leave the palace alone."
Zhao Zheng turned around to put on his coat. Li Wenzhou was surprised and happy and quickly went to arrange things.
We're going to get the queen back!
He suddenly wished that he could become a thousand-mile horse and could carry Zhao Zheng on his back and stop the Wei delegation.
However, two hours later, Li Wenzhou stood in front of a pool of water at a loss.
He violated the palace ban, risked being reprimanded by the Queen Mother, and went to the foot of Jiuwei Mountain at night and starry night just to dig lotus roots? The withered lotus leaves were pulled out by the doctor's order. They squatted in the water and threw one, two, or more than a dozen lotus roots onto the shore from time to time.
Zhao Zheng stood on the shore with red eyes, his short boots soaked in the shallow water, and the hem of his dark clothes was voice was like an evil spirit emerging from hell, unreasonable and arbitrary: "Either die here or find the clay bottle."
Clay vase?Was he looking for something?
Li Wenzhou, who arrived a moment late because his horse was not riding fast enough, breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s not just about digging lotus roots.
But, what kind of clay vase is that important?
When daylight dawned, the commander-in-chief of the Wei army, Su Yu, walked to the shore from the smelly mud. He washed out a ball of black mud in his hand, revealing the brown pottery bottle inside and the bottle tied to the pottery bottle. what.
A general should die on the battlefield wrapped in horse leather, but it would be unacceptable to die in a smelly mud , the pottery bottle was found and he didn't have to die.
"Your Majesty, is this it?" Su Yu carefully presented the pottery vase. The doctors and soldiers who had been soaking in the shallow lake for an hour stopped and looked over with wide eyes.
Zhao Zheng raised his hand to take the pottery vase.
Without looking closely, he was familiar with its feel and weight.
Zhao Zheng turned around and left, found a puddle with clear water, and knelt down on one knee.
Holding the pottery vase in his left hand, he used his right hand to scoop up water and sprinkle it, rinse the dirt on it, rub out the mud from the gaps in the silver bell, rinse the gaps in the strings, and then put it in his hand and hold it tightly.
"Let's go."
He walked away, his lonely figure like a tree on the top of the cliff.
Yong State and Wei State were adjacent to each other, and the envoy's journey from Mount Jiuwei to the capital of Wei State was not very by day and resting at night, we walked for five days and finally arrived outside Luoyang, the capital of Wei State.
Jiang He didn't have many opportunities to talk to Wei Ji along the way, but he became familiar with Wei Zipei.
As the most beloved sister of the king, she is lively but not arrogant, pure but smart.
She and Jiang He talked about the customs and customs of the Wei State, the jokes spread in Luoyang City, and their own embarrassing stories.
When Wei Ji was mentioned, Wei Zipei was full of she mentioned her eldest brother Wei Yu, she shook her head with disdain and whispered to Jiang He, "If it weren't for the fact that my brother was born a few years later, huh!"
Jiang He smiled and touched her shoulder, signaling her not to speak nonsense.
The most taboo among royal brothers is that those who are not on the throne will gain the favor and support of their clan and you are not careful, the king will become jealous and the brothers will fight against each other.
Wei Zipei obviously knew the pros and stuck out her tongue and covered her mouth, opened the curtain and looked outside and said, "Sister, don't be surprised. Zipei knows that you are on the side of my brother."
Wei Ji was talking to his guests outside when he heard the noise and looked over.
His eyes were as bright as spring, his expression was smiling, and he waved to Jiang He.
"I'll bake fish for you tonight, okay?"
"Look," Wei Zipei laughed again, "Brother Ji learned how to grill fish from his sister, and he can't help but show off. This is all back in Luoyang City. How can he grill fish if he doesn't invite his sister to the best restaurant."
The envoys were enjoying themselves while waiting for the city gate to let them enter the capital.
The envoys who had family members to greet him said goodbye to Wei Ji and left in his family's carriage.
There was the sound of horse hooves in the city, and a group of cavalry rushed out of the city gate.
"Look, someone is coming to pick us up." Wei Zipei jumped out of the carriage with a smile.
Jiang He did not move.
The voice of the eunuch announcing the order came from outside.
"Your Majesty, Princess Xuan'an has an audience."
"Aren't you going to declare us?" Wei Zipei asked.
"Your Highness," the chamberlain said respectfully, "Your Majesty said that the young master and the princess have been tired from traveling, so why not go back to the mansion to rest first. He will only see Princess Anguo today, so that will be fine."
In the evening when dusk was approaching, Jiang He looked out the car window.
(End of this chapter)
