Chapter 28 Sleeping with His Majesty
Zhao Jiao had already walked to Jiang He.
He still had the innocent and gentle smile on his face when they first met, but there was a lot of false concern added to this smile, making his expression a little distorted.
Seeing Jiang He blocking the only way to enter the dormitory, Zhao Jiao gave her a brief salute and said in a warm voice: "Sister-in-law Wang is frightened. Please say hello to Sister-in-law Wang."
Jiang He did not retreat but advanced, taking a step closer to Zhao Jiao. He did not allow him to get up, but sneered: "Chang'an Lord cursed the death of the king, do you know that his crime should be punished?"
Her voice was slow and cold, with a hint of condescending pressure, causing the guards who followed Zhao Jiao to take a step back.
There was silence all around.
Zhao Jiao raised his face. After a moment of shock, he suddenly stood up and said, "Brother Wang is not poisoned. This is great! If I have something to report, please ask Sister-in-law Wang for permission to come in."
Just half a moment ago, Zhao Jiao received news from the imperial doctor that Zhao Zheng had been poisoned and was unable to recover.
Unless he was too impatient, if he couldn't take over the palace by force, Wei Xiangguo might be the first to take over.
Zhao Zheng and Jiang He were already in the same room. If Jiang He got pregnant and made some joke about waiting for his posthumous son to succeed to the throne, all the previous efforts would be wasted.
Now that things have happened, he no longer has to pretend to be brothers and sisters.
It was time to break in and see if Zhao Zheng was dead or alive.
After his death, Wei Zhangde was arrested on the charge of regicide. The whole country mourned him, observed filial piety for his brother, and then succeeded to the throne as king.
not dead?
As long as you give him a stick of incense, he can make Zhao Zheng die completely.
Looking at the dried blood on Jiang Hehua's beautiful clothes, Zhao Jiao tilted his head forward like a bloodthirsty leech, about to get into the bedroom.
"Young master, you can't go." Before Jiang He could move, Li Wenzhou, the head chamberlain, had already stepped forward and blocked Zhao Jiao's path.
Zhao Jiao raised his hand and waved Li Wenzhou away. The force was too strong and he knocked the old chamberlain to the ground.
Still not satisfied, he raised his foot to kick him, and cursed: "What is your identity, old man? How dare you stop me!"
Li Wenzhou was fifty years old, how could he withstand his fierce kick?
Before Zhao Jiao could reach Li Wenzhou, a stick suddenly stretched out from his side and tripped him up.
"Who?"
Zhao Jiao looked up in anger and saw Jiang He's calm and confident face.
She held a wooden stick and lowered her head, gently flicking her blood-soaked dark clothes, and said word by word: "The chamberlain can't stop you, but I can stop you?"
Zhiyang Palace is renovating the burned-out dormitories these days, and there are many such wooden Zhao Jiao moves forward again, she will not just stop him with a wooden stick.
"Sister-in-law Wang, you..."
Zhao Jiao stood up awkwardly with the help of his guards. Jiang He looked over his head and ordered the guards on duty in the palace in the distance.
"Arrest all the imperial doctors who have been in and out of Zhiyang Palace today!"
The voice was so cold and terrifying that Zhao Jiao couldn't help but take a step back.
Zhiyang Palace was in chaos. Soon, all five imperial doctors who were responsible for diagnosing Zhao Zheng's pulse and detoxifying him were present.
Jiang He said: "My lords have worked hard. I would like to ask, who passed the news today and made Lord Chang'an mistakenly think that Your Majesty is dying?"
Zhao Zheng had just returned to the palace when Zhao Jiao rushed over and said that His Majesty was poisoned.
How could someone who grew up in a palace be so aggressive?
Then there is only one reason, there is someone from Zhao Jiao among the imperial doctors.
The kneeling imperial doctor kept his head buried in silence, but the sharp-eyed Wei Jun quickly pointed to a person and said: "The imperial doctor Zou has been out."
The imperial doctor surnamed Zou looked at Jiang He's skirt in horror, shook his head repeatedly and said, "Wei Chen doesn't dare, I don't dare, I'm not Wei Chen!"
Jiang He walked slowly and sighed: "Human life is of the utmost importance. Doctors use their hearts as lamps to help the world and save people from the underworld. I really can't bear to kill doctors as punishment. Only Dr. Zou has been here. Where you have been and who you have met, you must check them one by one today, otherwise I will have no choice but to kill you as a warning to others."
Under the coercion, Imperial Doctor Zou finally collapsed. He knocked his head heavily on the ground and begged: "It was Lord Chang'an who ordered me to deliver the news. His Majesty had indeed..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Jiao had already pulled out the long knife that Wei Weijun carried on his waist and slashed at Sun Yuyi.
"Nonsense!" he roared.
Paying spies to spy on the monarch can already be punished as treason.
Two guardsmen stopped Zhao Jiao's movement and blocked him aside.
However, the doctor named Zou was still not forgiven.
"The false news of His Majesty's death shocked the palace. According to Yong law, what should we do?" Jiang He turned to look at Li Wenzhou, who had been standing behind her at some point, and humbly asked for advice.
Li Wenzhou bowed his head respectfully and replied: "According to the law, I will be the leader."
At this critical moment, if a woman shows her kindness, the traitor will succeed and everyone will rebel.
Jiang He needed time, a chance to scare off Zhao Jiao, and a meeting with Su Yu to make detailed plans.
This is not only for Zhao Zheng, but also for herself.
If Zhao Zheng dies, who knows whether she will be framed for regicide like Wei Nanxu?
The guard's sword swung by, and Doctor Zou's head fell heavily to the ground and rolled in front of Zhao Jiao.
Zhao Jiao screamed and looked at Jiang He.
The princess whom he thought was just an embroidered pillow suddenly developed terrifying fangs and had no doubt that if he took one step further, his body and head would be separated.
crazy!Queen Yong is crazy! You can't reason with a madman, you can only prepare well and win in one fell swoop.
"go out!"
The Weiwei troops protected Jiang He from the front and back, and Jiang He raised his hand to show Zhao Jiao a way out.
With almost no time to think, Zhao Jiao's legs retreated, then he staggered around and walked toward the palace gate.
He felt as if there was an evil spirit chasing after him.
Zhao Jiao rushed into Da Zheng Palace before he came back to his senses.
"Queen Mother!" He cried and went to the bedroom and knelt in front of the Queen Mother's bed. "Brother, he has been poisoned! The poisonous Princess Qi State did not allow the son to visit. The son was worried that the Princess of Qi State would be harmful to the king's brother. Mother, Queen, Queen mother!"
Zhiyang Palace finally became He glanced at the guard on duty approvingly and said in a clear voice: "Well done."
The guard knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, the Queen may give orders. The commander-in-chief has orders, and the Queen's orders must be followed."
The doctor ordered the army to only listen to the king's orders. Fortunately, there were guards who could dispatch them.
The commander of the Wei army was Su Yu, whom Zhao Zheng trusted.
Jiang He nodded and said, "I'm sending you an oral edict from this palace, and I'm going to see you in court at Su Yu."
Su Yu came soon.
Although his expression was not as calm as before, his words were still serious.
"Your Majesty has his own arrangements, please rest assured, Her Majesty the Queen."
Jiang He believed that Zhao Zheng had arrangements.
How could a person like him, whose words and actions are like moving chess and thinking three moves at a time, put himself in a passive and helpless situation?
If Zhao Zheng was awake and Zhao Jiao broke in like this today, he could have captured Zhao Jiao and convicted him.
Maybe the Dr. Zou who delivered the news was also a spy that Zhao Zheng knew his identity but deliberately kept him.
It's just that Su Yu doesn't know Zhao Zheng's situation yet.
He delayed detoxification and fell unconscious.
"You go and help me do something."
Jiang He said this and handed Su Yu something.
That is the jade jue that Zhao Zheng always wears around his waist.
Jiang He was the only one at dinner that night.
Zhao Zheng's seat was empty, and the bowls and chopsticks were not placed.
Although Zhao Jiao was scared off today, because the life or death of the monarch was uncertain, everyone in Zhiyang Palace felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
The news of Zhao Zheng's poisoning was covered up by Jiang He, and the ministers didn't know about it yet.
And when it was heard that the Queen Mother fainted and did not wake up, Chang'an Lord Zhao Jiao stayed in the palace in the name of attending the illness and did not return home.
The mountain rain was about to come, and at this critical moment, Jiang He still carefully finished a plate of snacks and a bowl of sweet porridge.
Her father taught her that if she wants to live well, she must first eat enough.
Jiang He likes to add another sentence: When I am full, I will sleep well.
She had slept in a bumpy carriage, in a dilapidated post house, and in a dark cellar. Now she slept next to the King of Yong, looking at his body curled up in pain.
Even in a coma, Zhao Zheng had a look of pain on his face.
From the Baihui point on the top of the head to the Yongquan point on the soles of the feet, the traces of the silver needles used by the imperial doctors are faintly visible.
It must have hurt so much that he couldn't help but groan in his sleep.
Jiang He looked at his face.
Different from Wei Ji's handsomeness, Long Yangjun's stunning beauty, and his father's gentleness, Zhao Zheng's facial features have a sense of harsh attack.
This face is often indifferent, and occasionally it smiles, but it always hides something unfathomable.
When he was in Qi State, Jiang He heard about Zhao Zheng.
It is said that only one month after he succeeded to the throne, he eliminated dozens of high-ranking officials in Kyoto, including several who were saved by the death of the late king.
For a time, people all over the world said that Zhao Zheng was tyrannical, warlike, murderous, and ambitious.
Jiang He has now been with Zhao Zheng for more than a month.
What kind of person is he?
She couldn't judge for a while.
Jiang He just suddenly discovered that among the seven kingdoms, Zhao Zheng might be Wei Ji and her biggest opponent.
Thinking this, Jiang He took his eyes away from Zhao Zheng's face and lay down flat.
Dimly, she heard a word mixed in with Zhao Zheng's painful moans.
"Mother...Mother..."
Listening closely, he murmured: "Mother, Zheng'er won't leave, I don't want to leave..."
When you call yourself Zheng'er, does it remind you of your childhood?
He left his homeland at the age of six and was not allowed to return for 12 years.
Jiang He turned sideways and saw beads of sweat on the forehead of the unconscious Zhao Zheng, who was holding back the closed his eyes tightly, curled up, trembling, and kept calling for his mother.
"How can I sleep with you like this?"
Jiang He complained softly, stretched out his right hand and patted Zhao Zheng on the back.
Once upon a time, pat gently.
His painful moans gradually became smaller, and the murmuring in his mouth slowly stopped. He curled up, pressed his fair forehead against the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.
Jiang He patted Zhao Zheng again and again, and gradually his movements became stiff. He put his arm on Zhao Zheng's back and fell asleep.
In Dazheng Palace, not far from Zhiyang Palace, the Queen Mother had just woken up.
She looked at Zhao Jiao who was kneeling in front of her, serving the soup, and she didn't know how to ask.
After looking at Zhao Jiao blankly for a long time, the Queen Mother finally asked: "How is your Majesty?"
"Brother Wang can't be saved!" Zhao Jiao wiped his tears and said, "That bitch from Qi State imprisoned Brother Wang and guarded Zhiyang Palace to prevent his children from entering. In order to prevent the royal power from slipping away, Queen Mother, you must make a decision before dawn!"
"How to decide?" the Queen Mother said in a stiff voice.
Zhao Jiao wiped his hand on his neck.
"Kill that bitch first! Rescue Brother Wang!"
(End of this chapter)
