Chapter 6: Dissection of the flesh and core explain……
The explanation is that you two are at odds with each other!
Jiang He scolded Zhao Zheng in his heart for saying something stupid about the state of Qi.
But her face was calm.
Jiang He glanced at Zhao Zheng, thinking of the binding last night and the teasing today, his teeth itched with hatred.
The sound of the chimes gradually increased from slow to fast, and the sweet "dong" sound sounded like a high-pitched sound, like a diner in a restaurant overturning the table over a disagreement.
Do you think I'm easy to mess with?
Jiang He took a step forward and saluted the Queen Mother, and said in a soft voice: "Reporting to the Queen Mother, this is how it was, last night..."
When she mentioned the word "last night", her head suddenly lowered, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were a little shy.
The Queen Mother, who was at the top, saw Jiang He's appearance, made some guesses and smiled knowingly.
After all, she was a newly married woman, so she felt shy when she mentioned last night.
Zhao Zheng also looked at her, but Zhao Zheng did not narrowed his eyes slightly and lowered his hands, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.
Was this woman raised in the theater?How come you can even pretend to blush?
In the eyes of the Queen Mother, Princess Qi quickly lost her shyness and returned to her dignified and generous appearance not long ago.
Jiang He said with a respectful expression and a clear voice: "Your Majesty was discussing filial piety with my concubine last night. He told the story of King Ra of Lu who 'heard thunder and cried at the tomb'. He lamented Wang Ra's filial piety. He also said that in the state of Lu, there are also 'biting fingers and heartache' and ' The story of "Lu Yi obeys her mother" all demonstrates filial piety. When I heard Your Majesty talk about this, I said that the story of filial piety is not only in the state of Lu, but also in the state of Qi where I grew up."
Parents and elders care most about the filial piety of the younger generation. When Jiang He said this, the Queen Mother's heart moved slightly and she asked casually: "What's the story?"
Jiang He paused slightly and continued: "When my ancestor, the Grand Duke of Qi, was still alive, he used to observe the customs of the people at the seaside. It was early summer. When the Grand Duke was tired, he was eating peaches in the pavilion and found a young man watching from a distance. He looked at him as if he was waiting for something. So the Grand Duke sent someone to ask, and the young man said that he wanted to beg for a peach stone."
As Jiang He said this, he picked up the peach core from the table and showed it to the Queen Mother.
The inconspicuous peach pit was chewed cleanly, and there was nothing special about it.
Everyone's curiosity was piqued. Not only the queen mother, but also the chamberlains and maids could not help but look at the peach core.
Everyone has doubts in their minds, what is the young man doing asking for peach core?
The musician in front of the chimes held a small mallet and struck gently. After the exciting music, there was a long and intoxicating light like a baby acting coquettishly in its mother's arms, a child learning to walk, a wanderer returning from home kneels before the church to worship his parents.
Immediately the music became even lower, as if there was sadness.
Jiang He explained: "The young man's mother is suffering from a lung cough, and peach pits can break blood and blood stasis, relieve coughs and asthma. There is a local folk remedy. You can sew the peach pits into the body with cotton thread, and after 49 days, the peach pits will be infiltrated with blood. This disease can be cured by peach stones. The young man could not afford peaches, so he saw the grandpa eating peaches in the pavilion, so he waited outside."
Jiang He's voice was warm, his brows were slightly furrowed while he was telling the story, and his expression was focused. He sighed softly at the last sentence, instantly making everyone in the hall sigh and move.
"So that's it," the Queen Mother took out her handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes softly, choking with sobs. "I didn't expect that there was such a filial son in Qi State who was willing to cut open the flesh to save his mother. This is even more touching than those stories in Lu State."
Jiang He also raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears and said with a slight choke of sobs: "So today, when His Majesty saw a peach on the table, he said that in the autumn when the queen will cough soon, he would also be willing to cut open the queen's flesh and sew the core!"
After Jiang He said this, he imitated Zhao Zheng and stepped aside gracefully so that everyone in the hall could see Zhao Zheng clearly.
The king of Yong State, a filial son, Zhao Zheng.
Zhao Zheng is preparing to cut open the flesh and slit the core!It’s better to choose the day than to hit it, start cutting now! Zhao Zheng's face looked as if a black dog had been splashed with black dog blood.
Black and red, black and red.
Today, I originally thought that even if Jiang He made up a drama, the most she could do was deceive the Queen Mother, so as to cover up her own nature of not killing herself when she saw food.
Unexpectedly, Jiang He's purpose was not only to deceive the Queen Mother, but also to tease and retaliate against him.
If he doesn't admit it at this time, it seems that he has no filial if he admitted it, wouldn't he be playing into Jiang He's hands? Zhao Zheng was about to speak, but the Queen Mother had already walked down the steps walked too fast, her brows were furrowed and she seemed to be smiling and crying, her expression was emotional but angry. As she walked, she sternly rebuked: "Your Majesty is responsible for the great responsibility of the country and the responsibility of guarding the land and opening up borders. How can you follow the example of ordinary people?" How about being the dutiful son who cuts open the flesh and stuffs the core?!"
After saying this, she just walked up to Zhao Zheng, raised her hand and held Zhao Zheng's left He could see clearly that Zhao Zheng frowned and looked as if he was in pain.
"Mother's warning," Jiang He said immediately, "Your Majesty refused to listen to my concubine's persuasion and has already cut his left arm to stuff the peach core."
Otherwise, why would there be a large pool of blood on the sheets?It turns out it was my arm that was cut.
Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother immediately let go of Zhao Zheng's arm and took a step back as if she had been scalded by hot when he finally touched the wound that had just been bandaged, there was a "pop" sound, and a drop of blood dripped from Zhao Zheng's wrist and fell to the ground.
The Queen Mother gasped and fell backward.
"Imperial doctor, quickly send the imperial doctor!"
There was quite a chaos in the palace.
After a long time, Zhao Zheng was treated by the imperial doctor in the back hall. Jiang He helped the Queen Mother, who had mixed her breath, go to the side hall to rest.
The Queen Mother walked away and said with tears: "This child! He was sent away by the Ai family as a hostage when he was six years old. He went through so many vassal states and came back already. Everyone said that he had a cold temper and was alienated from the Ai family. The Ai family always I think he resents the Ai family for not raising him with their own hands. Only today did I realize that my Zheng'er is so filial, and it was the Ai family that wrongly blamed him."
Jiang He, who was pacing slowly, suddenly felt that something was wrong.
This was not her original intention in telling the story. She wanted to force Zhao Zheng to hide his core for 49 days.
After 49 days, she had already thought about how to use the peach pits are ground and given to the Queen Mother. The peach kernels can be marinated in sweet cream and fried for her to eat.
Fortunately now, Zhao Zheng doesn't need to sew his core, and he still has a reputation of filial piety.
Her story was made up in vain.
The Queen Mother had wiped away her tears, and the female officer following behind her also praised: "Your Majesty's filial piety is as pure as that of the ancient emperor Shun. There are only tens of thousands of servants in the palace, and it is enough to choose a strong body to support the Queen Mother. How can you personally Are you going to do it?”
The Queen Mother was silent for a moment, as if she was already considering who would be better to pick for the dissection.
Jiang He clenched the peach core in his hand and said solemnly: "It must be his biological son."
The Queen Mother looked at Jiang He with some surprise. Seeing her calm expression, she seemed to have some regrets. She nodded and said: "Sure enough, only by touching the world with filial piety can the dead be brought back to life."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sad voice cried from behind: "It is impossible to bring back the dead, wuwu..."
Although this voice sounded like a man's, it was aggrieved and delicate, like honey melting under the sun, making people feel sweet was crying, but the cry was not disturbing. Even without seeing his face, Jiang He wanted to comfort him.
Turning around, I saw a young man trotting over from the corridor and had already entered the main hall.
He is about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slim and tall figure. His blue robes are billowing, and he is as noble and elegant as a orchid or jade skin is very white, the eyebrows are vivid, and the eyes are like clear springs under the starry sky, bright and bridge of his nose is high and straight, and his lips are as red as a girl's, which makes him handsome and stunning.
Jiang He could guess who he was by looking at the jade crown on his head and the shape of his at the coquettish way he rushed in and hugged the Queen Mother's arm, Jiang He was sure.
This is the Queen Mother and the late king’s second son, Zhao Jiao, Lord of Chang’an.
Jiang He took a step back and stood up, turning slightly sideways to show that he could not face the other person directly.
The Queen Mother had already slapped Mr. Chang'an on the arm, shook him away and said, "What does it look like to be crying? Why don't you say hello to your sister-in-law Wang!"
Zhao Jiao stopped crying and turned to look at Jiang He.
"Sister-in-law Wang?" he asked as if he was a little confused, "The sister-in-law Wang I married yesterday?"
"Why are you talking?" The Queen Mother was so angry that she punched him with such force that Zhao Jiao almost fell down.
"Yes, yes," Zhao Jiao lowered his head and saluted Jiang He. After the ceremony, he stood up and grabbed the Queen Mother's sleeves. "No wonder the courtiers said that the women of Qi are the most beautiful. Now Brother Wang has picked the most beautiful one from Qi. Who will the child marry?"
Before he finished speaking, he received several more punches, until the Queen Mother couldn't breathe.
Jiang He quickly helped the Queen Mother into the side hall and knelt down, while Zhao Jiao also admitted his mistake while kneeling at the Queen Mother's feet and beating her legs.
The hall was quiet for a while.
The Queen Mother drank tea and the refreshing decoction she had just brewed before she spoke.
"Why did you come in crying just now?"
It was okay not to mention it, but Zhao Jiao cried again when he mentioned it.
"As soon as I got up today, I heard that the leader of the Weiwei Army had kidnapped the singer from the State of Chu in my residence. He said that the Qi State's wedding envoy was assassinated in the embassy not long ago, and it was suspected to be related to the singer in my residence. "
Jiang He's mind moved and he looked towards Zhao Jiao.
Sure enough, just after getting married, Zhao Zheng began to thoroughly investigate the adultery in Yong.
Even his own brother investigated, which shows that he has made up his mind.
Zhao Jiao wiped his tears and said: "Haier, that singer is only 15 years old. How could she possibly be a spy? The kid loves her the most. Without her, food would not be sweet. So the kid went to the Weiwei Junfu Yamen to ask for someone, and waited. For more than an hour, they——"
After Zhao Jiao said this, he buried his head in the Queen Mother's lap and cried loudly.
"They, they threw a head at the child! Wuwuwu..."
The cry echoed in the hall, until a cold and deep voice was like thunder falling from the sky, suppressing Zhao Jiao's cry and frightening his soul away.
"Zhao Jiao," Zhao Zheng, who appeared out of nowhere, stood at the entrance of the palace, his black clothes freezing the sunlight, and said coldly, "Come out."
Zhao Jiao, who was crying, suddenly shuddered.
He did not raise his head, but turned his eyes upward slightly to look carefully. After confirming that the person standing at the door was indeed Zhao Zheng, he immediately shrank back in fear.
It's like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered meets an imperial chef who is good at cooking mutton.
"Why don't you go and apologize to your brother Wang?"
The Queen Mother waved away Zhao Jiao's hand, looking like she would never protect her shortcomings.
Zhao Jiao shrank back and suddenly held Jiang He's arm as if he had found a life-saving straw.
"Sister-in-law Wang, save me!"
He leaned towards Jiang He, almost getting into Jiang He's arms with the attitude of a young brother seeking protection from his sister-in-law.
(End of this chapter)