Shu Blossoms

Chapter 400
"Then what about the Great Wei Mission? Just hold it like this? That Xia Houqing wants to enter the palace again and again."

King Ling gritted his teeth angrily when he thought of Xia Houqing.

At this moment, Emperor Zhou finally had a smile on his face, "Wei'er and Mr. Xiao have brought Awan back."

"Really? You're back?" King Ling said pleasantly. He finally heard good news these days.

"Gao Han has already gone to pick him up, and he will be back in a short time. Check Awan's condition, and if there is no serious problem, we will choose an auspicious day for the mission to leave." Emperor Zhou nodded.

King Ling clapped his hands and shouted: "Choose an auspicious day, as long as Princess Zhaoyang comes back, every day will be auspicious."

Emperor Zhou disagreed, "It's enough to wrong Awan, she can't be sloppy when she gets married."

After finishing speaking, Emperor Zhou looked exhausted, and King Ling hurriedly got up when he saw it, "My brother still has some errands tomorrow, so I won't rest in the palace today, so as not to disturb the emperor tomorrow morning."

Emperor Zhou nodded, King Ling bowed and left.

After his figure disappeared, Emperor Zhou slowly got up and left Xianyang Palace through the back door.

In a dark room, there is only a dim oil lamp struggling dying, the dark room is dead silent, if there is not a person lying on the innermost wooden couch, that person's chest is still rising and falling slowly, I am afraid would have thought it was a dead man.

Not long after, there was a sudden sound in the dark room, the door of the dark room was slowly opened, and then a man who was not too tall but rather thin walked in.

The man walked in slowly, stopped not far from the wooden couch, and looked at the person on the couch quietly without speaking.

After an unknown amount of time, the person on the wooden couch finally moved. He turned over with some difficulty, and then propped his upper body with both hands and looked over. His Majesty is really reluctant to let the old minister die like that."

"Huh, how many times is enough to die for the things you did?" Zhou Di stood there and asked quietly with a little curiosity, "I'm really curious, aren't you afraid of going to hell with your tongue pulled out after you die?"

The person lying on the couch is naturally the national teacher Zhang Ruo. He was not at all annoyed by Zhou Emperor's sarcasm. I hope His Majesty will fulfill it. Isn't this what His Majesty asked for?"

When Emperor Zhou heard what he said, his thin body trembled a little. He walked up to Zhang Ruo quickly, grabbed Zhang Ruo's lapel with his thin hands, and said coldly: "I am different from you. I just want to live longer. , When the prince grows up, hand over Da Zhou to him safely. And what you want is the foundation of Da Zhou."

"I've given you everything I can, but no one can touch the foundation of Da Zhou! This is my bottom line!" Emperor Zhou said firmly.

"Hehe, Your Majesty is worthy of being a member of the Yue family. You are really stingy. Just throw out a national teacher who is isolated from the court and has no real power in exchange for the secret of longevity. There is no such cheap deal in the world." Zhang Ru couldn't help laughing, although he was imprisoned, he didn't seem to be in a hurry.

"Is it just the position of the national teacher? Do you really think that I don't know what you did behind my back? You secretly win over the courtiers, repeatedly colluded with the Wei mission, and the children you abducted are not only Xun Ji and Princess Danyang Destroy those places! If it wasn’t for my secret protection, your lair would have been taken away by them.” Emperor Zhou’s eyes were full of disgust, if it wasn’t for the old fox who had something he urgently needed, he would have wished to take this The sinful guy was thrown on the street, and the people who were harmed by him were beaten to death with cramps and sticks.

Thinking of this, Emperor Zhou seemed a little happy. He thought of a good ending for the national teacher, and only in this way can he alleviate his crimes.

"Early tomorrow morning, their memorial will be presented. The evidence in the suburban villa in Beijing is solid. I can only deprive you of the position of national teacher. If you abscond in fear of crime, I will order you to be wanted. From tomorrow on, you will be beaten by everyone." The festive mouse, you can only stay here in the future and do what you should do."

Emperor Zhou gave a final warning and was about to leave. He had to sleep before dawn, otherwise his weak body would not be able to hold on.

Zhang Rue changed into a comfortable position on the couch, looked at the back of Emperor Zhou leaving quite contentedly, and said with a smile: "Then I have to think about it, how can I always be of value, so as not to be caught by the cunning rabbit?" Dead lackey cooking!"

Emperor Zhou ignored his nonsense and went straight out of the dark room, but Zhang Ruo's deep and cold voice came from behind again, "Your Majesty, what this old man seeks is longevity, and what your Majesty seeks is to be ordered. Isn't Your Majesty curious about what the old man's longevity technique is?"

Emperor Zhou was startled when he heard it, stopped walking and left quickly.

He seemed to be able to hear Zhang Ruoyin's cold laughter when he walked a long way, and the back of his clothes was soaked unknowingly.

When Emperor Zhou returned to Xianyang Palace, Gao Han had already returned, and was running around in a hurry, when he saw him, he quickly went up to him to help him, and said worriedly: "Your Majesty, where have you been, your clothes are all wet. The old slave has already brought Princess Zhaoyang back to the palace and sent it to the empress, don't worry!"

"It's too boring. Let's go for a walk to get some fresh air. Let Awan have a good rest, and I will go to see her at the Queen's tomorrow." Emperor Zhou explained wearily.

Gao Han helped him into the bedroom, and ordered the servants to prepare to change clothes and wash.

Changing into fresh obscene clothes, Emperor Zhou lay on the couch, tired all day, closed his eyes and fell asleep soon, but in his sleep, Emperor Zhou frowned, looking in pain, as if he was trapped by a nightmare. up.

Gao Han gently wiped Emperor Zhou's sweat, and then gently woke him up, "Your Majesty, you are trapped, take a sip of hot water and calm down!"

Emperor Zhou drank hot water and relaxed a little. He lay on the couch in a daze. Gao Han felt that Emperor Zhou had been a little strange since he came back at night, but based on his years of understanding, Gao Han didn't ask more questions.

"Has there been a letter from Dr. Luo? When will you be back?"

Gao Han handed the white porcelain bowl to the little eunuch who was serving at the side, and heard Zhou Emperor's inquiry.

He replied with a smile: "Your Majesty, at noon today, Doctor Luo sent a letter, saying that he will be back in half a month. Counting the time the news took on the road, it will arrive in about three or four days."

The expression on Emperor Zhou's face eased a lot when he heard the words, "What time is it?"

"There is still an hour and a half before the court, you can sleep a little longer!" Gao Han gently fanned him to disperse the restlessness in Emperor Zhou's heart.

Emperor Zhou felt more comfortable, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At the beginning of the next day, the patriarchs of the gentry families waited outside Xianyang Palace with their selected scholars.

And Liu Shilang was busy enthroning the grain sent by each family, and busy sending people to send some of the grain to each grain shop, so that they could sell it to the common people at the usual price.

Emperor Zhou sat on it with an unpredictable expression, watching the discussions among the courtiers below. There was a lot of disputes about Emperor Zhou's practice of exchanging his official position for food from each family.

The biggest controversy among the opposing faction is how to assign official positions to these scholars. After all, these people just bought an admission ticket with food.

From a short-term point of view, His Majesty's business is a bit rogue. In the long run, it depends on the competition between Your Majesty and the various noble families.

(End of this chapter)