Jiapingguan Chronicle

Chapter 719 Sickness

Chapter 719 Sickness

The information provided by Uncle Huaiyin was very timely, and the few fish that slipped through the net were caught before they could escape from Xijing City.

When the imperial army broke into their home, these people were about to destroy all the evidence, but they were blocked and caught.

One or two of them still wanted to resist, but they were not the opponents of the imperial army, and they were pressed to the ground and rubbed vigorously before they could struggle twice.

After taking the man away, the soldiers responsible for the aftermath found a lot of useful things in these places, put them into boxes by category, and sent them all to the palace and to the imperial court.

With a complete victory in this battle, Uncle Huaiyin can also offset his crime of delivering news to the Tantai family. Although he and Yan Ruyu were at fault, but timely remedies are not enough to cause death, and the lives of the family can be saved. There is no problem, but don't even think about the title, it is doomed to be lost.

However, before the Imperial Army escorted Uncle Huaiyin's family of four out of the palace, Song Jue did not make a clear statement, and did not issue an order to execute Uncle Huaiyin. He just asked the Imperial Army to send him back to Uncle Huaiyin's mansion, and kept them under strict surveillance without any decree. It is absolutely not allowed to enter and leave the Bofu at will.

"Is this considered a confinement?" Bai Meng stretched her waist, "Are you going to let them go?"

"If you let it go, you will definitely let it go, but it won't be now. Let him hang on first, and let him continue to live in fear." Song Jue looked sick and not in good spirits, but his tone carried With a trace of ruthlessness, "I don't want to follow their wishes so easily, otherwise, what majesty do I have as an emperor? If someone follows suit in the future, how should we deal with ourselves?"

"What Your Majesty said is that Uncle Huaiyin should indeed be taught a little lesson."

"Brother Haolin is right, we should teach him a lesson." Song Qiyun nodded, "In case he succeeds this time, he might plan something next time. It's better to nip such symptoms as soon as possible."

"A person like him, once his little scheme succeeds, he will get carried away, and his courage will become bigger and bigger." Song Jue sneered, "At that time, it will be difficult to suppress it again, maybe Really collaborating with the enemy!"

Seeing Song Jue's unnatural expression, Shen Haolin frowned slightly. He stood up and walked behind the case, and reached out to touch Song Jue's forehead.

"Eunuch Cui, go to the Empress Dowager and invite Jin Miaomiao here. Your Majesty is getting hot."

"Yes, servant girl is going now." Eunuch Cui took two steps, then turned back and asked, "Master, if the Queen Mother asks..."

"Don't tell the queen mother that I'm sick, lest she worry, just find an excuse to invite someone over."

Song Jue felt groggy, and could fall asleep anytime, anywhere. Just now, seeing Uncle Huaiyin was trying to force his spirits up. Now that he was relaxed, he felt particularly lethargic and his body was very heavy.

"Yes, servant girl knows!" Eunuch Cui walked to the door of the imperial study room, pushed the door open, and bumped into Shen Cha and Jin Miaomiao who were about to enter, and hurriedly let them in, "Thank God, Lord Jin, go and see Look at Your Majesty!"

Seeing Eunuch Cui's anxious look, Jin Miaomiao was taken aback for a moment, put aside Shen Cha, and quickly rushed into the imperial study room, warmed up the cold air on his body by the charcoal stove, and then walked up to Song Jue.

"He has a fever, is he seriously ill?" Shen Haolin gave up his seat to her, and reached out to hold Shen Cha who was walking over, "Does it matter?"

"It's nothing. It's better to have a fever than not to have a fever and hold it inside your body." Jin Miaomiao checked Song Jue, raised her head to look at the people with nervous expressions, and gently waved her hands, "Who of you take him inside?" Let him have a good sleep in his bedroom."

"Let me come!" Song Qiyun stretched out his hand and hugged Song Jue firmly, "Brother Huang, have you not eaten well these days? Why are you so light?"

"I ate a lot, but I didn't sleep much." Song Jue leaned in Song Qiyun's arms, "You can take it easy, watch the road, don't drop your brother and me, if I fall, I will It depends on you."

Song Qiyun rolled his eyes, this guy has been burnt to such a virtue, he is almost insane, and he can still arrange others, which is enough.

After sending Song Jue back to the bed in the inner bedroom, and wrapping him in a quilt, Song Qiyun stretched out his hand to touch his brother's forehead, and sighed softly, as if he was a little hotter than before.

"Okay, you guys go out, let him sleep quietly for a while, and I will make medicine for him."

"Don't...don't..." Song Jue tried hard not to fall into a coma, "Don't go, just..."

"Don't worry, we won't leave. You sleep soundly, and we'll sit outside." Shen Cha, who was walking behind, held Song Jue who was struggling to get up in time, "When you wake up, let's go Let's continue talking, okay?"

Hearing Shen Cha's words, Song Jue was relieved, obediently retracted himself under the quilt, and fell asleep in a short time.

Jin Miaomiao looked at him for a while, waved to a few people, and led them out of the bedroom.

"Sister Xiaocha!" Song Qiyun tugged at Shen Cha's sleeve, "Brother just now...was you acting like a baby?"

"Probably..." Thinking of Song Jue's appearance just now, Shen Cha couldn't help laughing, she had never seen Song Jue like this before. "Sick people are more vulnerable, please understand."

"I quite understand." Song Qiyun cupped his face in his hands, "I was thinking, it would be great if he could keep his performance today, and when he recovers, let him know what he is like, then he must It will be very interesting."

"So it was on my mind!" Shen Cha shook her head helplessly, "If you really tell him, he might hold grudges and bully you even more."

"What are you afraid of? He bullied me. I'll bully him back. If it doesn't work, I'll go to my mother's place and cry to see what he can do to me!" Song Qiyun yawned, "However, he became ill this time very suddenly. The illness is also very severe. Grand Commander, when was the last time my brother got sick?"

"Let me think about it!" Walking back to the front, Bai Meng sat down again, "It must have been seven or eight years? In my impression, he basically doesn't get sick." He looked at Jin Miao who was writing a prescription Miao, "Is this not good?"

"There is a saying that people can't always be sick, but they can't always be sick. It's not a good thing." Jin Miaomiao shrugged, "After your majesty recovers this time, everything will be better than now, so don't worry about it." It's gone." She raised her head and bared her teeth at Song Qiyun and Bai Meng, "The ability to toss people will also improve!"

(End of this chapter)

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