Traitor

Chapter 9
The emperor was getting better day by day, and when Zhao Wuyou left, the emperor was able to sit up and speak a few words in a low voice.It was said that the imperial doctor came to administer the needle last night, and the emperor spat out a mouthful of blood before he could speak.

"I refer to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live." Zhao Wuyou knelt down on the ground, respectful.

The emperor waved his hand, signaling Zhao Wuyou to get up, and then beckoned Zhao Wuyou to come closer.

After all, there is a difference between a courtier and a slave. Mu Baili bowed and approached, while Zhao Wuyou only had to bow his head.Approaching the bed, Zhao Wuyou made a bow, "The emperor's holy bow violated peace, it's because I didn't serve you well. Please listen to the hadith, long live my emperor."

No one doesn't like subordinates who are respectful to them, can read words and demeanor, and are considerate in handling things.

The emperor took a deep breath, his face still pale.He spoke to Zhao Wuyou in a broken voice, "I feel unwell. The affairs of the previous court depend on Ai Qing. You must not slack off in drafting cabinet votes. You should go hand in hand with the Supervisor of Rituals. You should also do your best in the matter of drafting. "

At this time, the emperor still didn't forget the incident in his crotch, Zhao Wuyou expressed his helplessness.

Bowing down and saluting, Zhao Wuyou didn't change his face, "This humble minister is in command, please rest assured, Your Majesty."

Of course the emperor is at ease, he can ignore the government affairs and the beauties will enter the palace, it is too late for him to be happy!

After exiting the bedroom, someone was already waiting outside.Zhao Wuyou went to the side hall without saying a word, the empress was waiting inside.But at this moment, she was not in a hurry to deal with those men and women. Seeing Zhao Wuyou, the queen rushed forward, "Master Zhao."

Even if the sky is falling, Zhao Wuyou still looks calm and unhurried.Calmly bowing to the queen, Zhao Wuyou said, "My minister will see the empress, the empress is a thousand years old and Jin'an."

"Master Zhao, do you know about the draft? Over there at the Duke's Mansion—" The queen was anxious, after all, the people who will enter the palace are all young and beautiful women. , thinking that he could monopolize the grace, but who knows that this is the result.In this way, isn't everything you have done before making wedding dresses for others?
"Your Majesty, do you want this humble official to persuade the Emperor?" Zhao Wuyou asked.

The queen pursed her lips, "If those vicious moths enter the palace, the emperor will definitely not take another look at this palace. The emperor is not in good health, how can he stand up to those women's tossing, if it damages the dragon's body, how can it be done? This palace is for the emperor Think about it."

"Didn't your empress hear?" Zhao Wuyou straightened up, "The supervisor of ceremonies announced to the outside world, so happy! Besides, the emperor's heirs are weak, and the queen empress has nothing to do. Don't you think that the draft is a matter of time? You are young, just seize the opportunity."

"Opportunity?" The empress was taken aback, the matter of having no heirs was indeed a matter of urgency, but being in the harem but having nothing to do was a big taboo for concubines.

Zhao Wuyou took a deep breath, "Young women are suitable for childbearing, so it is natural for the emperor to have children. The empress is the master of the harem, and her mother respects the world. Isn't this child in the harem not your empress's child?"

The queen's body was stiff, and she didn't say anything for a long time.

But Zhao Wuyou made it clear that there was no possibility of redemption.

"I still have something to do, so I will leave first!" Zhao Wuyou saluted, and left the side hall without saying a word, and left without looking back.The way has already been figured out, whether or not to take this path depends entirely on the Queen's own will.Although the Zhao family and the empress supported each other, but at this point, the empress—it doesn't have to be Li Shi.

For people like them who are rolling in the officialdom, being related to relatives is not a tie at all.

The trend of profit is where the love is.

The benefits are gone, but that's all.

With the fox fur on his arm, Zhao Wuyou walked slowly into the gate of the Prison of Rituals.No one in the palace recognized Zhao Wuyou, so the eunuch on duty of the Supervisor of Rituals did not dare to stop him, and turned around to report to Lu Guoan in a hurry.

At this point, Mu Baili is criticizing the red in the study.

Hearing that Lu Guoan came to report that Zhao Wuyou had come, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and their light dimmed slightly.

Lu Guoan said, "They said they came to return the fox fur."

"Also?" Mu Baili put down the pen holder, "I'm afraid I came here to ask for something."

"What do you want?" Lu Guoan was puzzled, did he have anything in the prime minister's mansion?Thinking about the rare treasures, there must be too many to count.

Mu Baili smiled, but it was not a smile, as if he knew it clearly.

Zhao Wuyou came to the Supervisor of Rituals, what exactly did he want?
(End of this chapter)