Chapter 29 No need to kill alone The Queen Mother signaled to remove the strong sedative incense.
The palace maid who had moved the incense burner opened the door, and the cold wind poured into the palace, making people feel a chill on their spines and the hairs on their backs stood up.
The Queen Mother stared at her son in confusion.
She remembered things from long ago.
At that time, Yong State began to reform and strengthen itself, abolishing well fields, opening roads, awarding military merits, and unifying weights and else matters. With the unification of weights and measures, some countries with ulterior motives say that the Yong Kingdom wants to measure the world based on the "measures" of one country, and we have to guard against wild ambitions.
In order to buy enough time for Yong State to implement the new law and avoid war, the late king sent her eldest son Zhao Zheng to Zhao State thousands of miles away as a hostage.
At that time, she had just given birth to Zhao Jiao, and she was crying every day due to heartache, and suffered from an eye disease that made her shed tears in the wind.
In the first month after Zhao Zheng left, she walked for half an hour every day to the highest place in the palace, standing on tiptoe and looking toward the northeast.
Has Zheng'er arrived?Is the mission accompanying Zheng'er dedicated?Winter has arrived early in Qi, so Zheng'er must not catch the wind and cold.
Later, one time, the favored concubine in the palace took advantage of her to go out and miss her eldest son, so she poisoned Zhao Jiao's food.
Poor Zhao Jiao was just one year old at that time. He was bedridden for two months due to poisoning and was given countless bitter medicines, and he almost died.
As a mother, she blamed herself for her eldest son's neglect of her younger son and for her own negligence.
Zhao Jiao, who was so thin that he was as thin as a bamboo slip, put his hands feebly on her arms and crawled into her arms while crying.
"Mother, mother..."
His pitiful look brought back Ji Man's heart.
From then on, Ji Man no longer dared to neglect his young son.
She replaced her longing for Zhao Zheng with care for Zhao Jiao. This was her only remaining son, and she wanted to raise him well.
Day and night, Zhao Jiao could walk, jump, hold her and act like a baby, and would leave food she was reluctant to eat, but she gradually forgot about the other child in the distance.
Whether this forgetfulness was intentional or unintentional, Ji Man could no longer remember.
Later, her eldest son was brought back by envoys sent by the former king.
She hadn't seen him for 12 years, and when she looked at the tall, tall, cold-tempered adult man in front of her, she couldn't feel pity or distress.
The barrier between mother and son is like a hundred-foot-high wall. She is on this side of the wall, and Zhao Zheng is on the other side of the wall.
Fortunately, Zhao Zheng was in charge of state affairs, and she had Zhao Jiao Chenghuan as her subordinate.
But now, the Queen Mother discovered that the young son she had raised with care and taught carefully was now pampered and arrogant, cruel and almost insane.
How did that happen?
The Queen Mother felt like a knife was cutting out her heart, bit by bit, the pain penetrated into the marrow.
"Come on!"
The Chang'an Lord in front of him had an expression on his face that he wanted to save his brother from fire and water, but the Queen Mother ordered: "Tie Zhao Jiao Wuhua and lock him in the dungeon!"
"Queen Mother! Queen Mother!"
Zhao Jiao, who was pulled down by the chamberlain, suddenly broke away and hugged the Queen Mother's legs hanging down from the bed.
"Mother, please think clearly, you only have me as a son. There are many uncles and brothers coveting the throne. Once the king brother and his son are dead, who will be the new king of Yong Kingdom?"
He didn't even question why the Queen Mother would let someone tie him down.
He did not defend himself, complained of injustice, or complained of injustice.
He just stated the pros and cons and told Ji Man the cruel truth.
Once both of us are dead and the throne changes hands, your position will be in jeopardy.
Tolerate me and help me are your only choices at the moment.
Ji Man looked at him coldly.
There was no pity in her eyes anymore, and the anger and disappointment made her feel as if she had aged more than ten years in an Man remained motionless and allowed Zhao Jiao to grab him, and said harshly: "The Ai family wants to kill you!"
She understood too late that spoiling a child is like killing a child.
Seeing such eyes for the first time, Zhao Jiao stiffly let go of Ji Man's legs in shock.
"Mother," his voice calmed down, with a smile of success on his face, "I advise you not to think about who will succeed to the throne and unify the world. I advise you to think about who is yours. Bones and blood.”
The frost in the Queen Mother's expression shattered into cold snow blades, and she waved her hand tiredly.
"Pull it down."
When Jiang He woke up, her right hand was still on Zhao Zheng's back, and her right leg was pressing Zhao Zheng's waist unscrupulously.
She was like a monkey hanging on Zhao Zheng, waking up in a clingy posture.
Fortunately, Zhao Zheng was still asleep. He did not turn over in his sleep and his breathing was even.
Jiang He carefully moved off Zhao Zheng.
First she moved her arms, then her right leg, and finally she turned over slightly - but as soon as she turned over and turned her back to Zhao Zheng, the person behind her suddenly moved.
Zhao Zheng stretched out his arm and pulled Jiang He into his arms.
"you're awake?"
Jiang He, who was overjoyed, pushed Zhao Zheng's arm away and stood up.
"Don't move." Zhao Zheng buzzed behind her.
Jiang He pushed again, but Zhao Zheng's head moved closer to her, and he said shamelessly: "The queen used Gu as a bedrail to set up her legs all night. Aren't you allowed to hug her?"
It looks like he can't die.
Jiang He quickly pushed him away and sat up.
"I'll call the imperial doctor to come in." The blush on her face had not faded away, and there was a new glow on her face.
"Don't go," Zhao Zhengdao said, "Tell me what happened in the past two days."
What happened in the past two days was that Zhao Jiao wanted to break in. Jiang He found out the imperial doctor who had passed the news, killed the imperial doctor and ordered the Wei army to scare off Zhao Jiao.
It is said that the Queen Mother learned that Zhao Zheng was poisoned and fainted in He guarded Zhao Zheng and did not dare to leave. He had not yet visited.
As for the other things, she asked Su Yu to bring Zhao Zheng's token to see Wei Zhangde.
Jiang He asked Su Yu to bring him only one sentence: "The poison your majesty suffered was drunkenness."
Everyone in Kyoto thought that this poison was only owned by Wei Xiangguo.
Jiang He wanted to make him unable to sit back and watch, to make him anxious, to make him consider whether to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, or to kill the traitor and the traitor.
He sent a token, which is equivalent to the word "letter". This is his only chance to survive.
"Well done." A smile appeared on Zhao Zheng's gray face, and he said with appreciation, "If Gu Zong hadn't fallen asleep, Zhao Jiao and Wei Zhangde would be dead now. I wouldn't have seen how wonderful the Queen's strategy was."
Su Yu did say that Zhao Zheng had his own arrangements.
if not...
Thinking of this, Jiang He looked a little uneasy. Her legs hanging under the edge of the bed swayed slightly, and she said at a loss: "Aweng said that you were afraid that I would be poisoned, so you ran to the Wei embassy and delayed the detoxification time."
Jiang He was most afraid of owing favors to others.
When Wei Ji saved her life and sent him back thousands of miles away, she already felt that she would have to pay him back for the rest of her life.
The relationship between her and Zhao Zheng should be simple.
They are a transaction, where you do something for me and I repay you something. It’s clear that we don’t owe each other anything.
But Li Wenzhou said that he went to the Wei embassy because he was worried about being poisoned.
Jiang He would never forget the way Zhao Zheng threw himself into her arms on the carriage, vomiting had always been cold and calm, but for the first time he was so weak that he seemed like he might die at any moment.
Makes people worry.
Zhao Zheng was still lying on the bed.
He didn't have the strength to straighten up and look at Jiang He's expression, but he saw her clenched hands pressing against the bedrail and her legs pretending to be swinging calmly.
She also has this side, and she is at a loss to hide it.
Zhao Zheng shook his head and said in a calm voice: "Li Wenzhou is not good at thinking and likes to make random speculations. He went to the Wei Guo Pavilion alone because he suspected that Wei Ji was not sick at all and was worried about what he was doing. This time South Korea will offer to ensure that I Yong I heard that Wei Ji is responsible for the good strategy of Guo Guanzhong. I will not miss this opportunity to confirm whether he has eye disease. Not to mention you are here, even if you are not, I will find an opportunity to come over."
Is that so?
Jiang He's shaking legs stopped.
I breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little doubtful for no reason.
There was silence in the hall, and after a while, Zhao Zheng spoke again: "Were all those letters written by him?"
Jiang He nodded.
There are so many, and every word is full of deep friendship, and she hasn't read them all yet.
"He is very good," Zhao Zheng pressed his hand on the corner of Jiang He's clothes hanging by the bed, but there was no emotion in his voice, "He was very good when he was able to save you and send you off."
is very nice.
A smile spread across Jiang He's lips, and was seen by Zhao Zheng, who managed to turn his head.
He felt a slight pain in his heart and blurted out: "But if you marry him, you will be a widow within ten years."
The smile on Jiang He's face condensed, and he turned to look at Zhao Zheng fiercely.
"You can't kill him!" she said.
"There is no need to kill alone," Zhao Zheng said with a bit of regret on his face, "Wei has been able to hold on until now with the help of Young Master Wei, but the king of Wei is afraid of using him to his advantage. Young Master Wei is resourceful but content with Brothers and sisters respect each other, and I don't even need to send someone to separate him, he will die at the hands of his brother."
Jiang He shook his head silently.
No, with her here, she will block those cold arrows and hidden knives, and she will keep him safe.
Seeing her worried but determined look, Zhao Zheng slowly retracted his hand and held his aching heart.
Can't let her go.
If she goes to the Wei Kingdom, what awaits her is not the peaceful years of spending time together under the moonlight, free from war, but the toil of running around with murderous intent, discord, and food that is not satisfying at every step.
And one day, someone will use her life to stop him from leading the Yong cavalry to crush the Wei Ji is so smart, he will know that Jiang He is his weakness.
And I am definitely not a fool who would sacrifice the world for one person.
It has been 500 years. Even if he dies, he still wants to unite the seven kingdoms and end the war.
Jiang He, who was sitting by the bed, seemed to be in a good mood.
There was no quarrel in this moment of warmth, and he did not break it.
The light of day seemed to pour into the house in an instant, and the Queen Mother arrived.
Zhao Zheng quickly closed his eyes. Jiang He understood and knelt down to greet the Queen Mother.
The Queen Mother came with her royal doctor.
Among the imperial doctors, there were not only those who diagnosed Zhao Zheng's pulse yesterday, but also those from the Queen Mother's palace.
Wearing heavy makeup and fine clothes, she behaved calmly. Even at this moment, there was no trace of panic on the Queen Mother's face.
"How is Your Majesty?"
After checking the pulse one after another, the imperial doctor knelt down in front of the Queen Mother and reported back.
"I'm not very skilled at this, so I'd better invite someone else to come."
Judging from their appearance, it seemed that Zhao Zheng was already poisoned in his heart, and the medicine had no effect.
Jiang He raised his head and looked at the King of Yong on the bed, feeling a little confused for a moment.
Wasn't Zhao Zheng still talking to her just now? Could it be that even though he woke up, he would not die soon?
Subconsciously, Jiang He pressed his heart.
(End of this chapter)
