The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

"Miss Zhen'er, if your actions are known to others, I'm afraid there will be trouble?" Jia Jue looked at Cao Shida and asked Zhen'er.

Zhen'er scoffed: "If you kill it, you will kill it. At this time, their patriarchs have no leader. How can anyone dare to come looking for me?"

"Sovereign family?" Jia Jue raised his eyebrows.

"Well. After a hundred years, the Red Lotus Sect has been divided into suzerain and saintess due to different ideas. At this time, their suzerain has no suzerain. It is the time for power and profit. Cao Shida wants to assassinate the emperor in order to become the suzerain. He is dead, I am afraid that many people will applaud, after all, there will be fewer people fighting for the suzerain." Zhen'er explained.

Jia Jue shook his head and laughed, "Unexpectedly, there are factions in the Red Lotus Sect."

"When there are too many people, the way of thinking will naturally be different." Zhen'er was also a little helpless.

Jia Jue looked at her and asked with a smile, "Then, as the leader of the Saintess family, how many people do you have under your command?"

Zhen'er gave him a blank look: "What? Are you trying to find out about me, and then plan to catch me all in one go?"

Jia Jue smiled: "I'm just curious."

"It's okay to tell you, I have hundreds of thousands of people under my command." Zhen'er snorted softly, "Why, isn't it very powerful?"

"Really?" Jia Jue looked at her.

Zhen'er raised her chin: "That's natural."

Jia Jue took a look at her, and suddenly smiled: "Your so-called 'hundreds of thousands of people' are probably not good fighters?"

Zhen'er froze, and muttered: "Nothing can be hidden from you. Most of these hundreds of thousands of people are ordinary people. They have received the favor of the saints, so they voluntarily joined the sect and believed in the red lotus goddess."

Jia Jue was stunned: "In this way, the line of saintesses of your family is preaching, while the line of suzerains is fighting for power and profit, aspiring to become the world's top?"

"Well. The purpose of our Red Lotus Sect was to help the poor people, but it was later used by ambitious people."

"So, you stole "Jinling Travel Notes" in the south of the Yangtze River to punish those corrupt officials?" Jia Jue asked.

"No, I just want to force him to rebel!" Zhen'er gave Jia Jue a big white eye.

Jia Jue laughed, and cupped her hands: "There was a lot of misunderstanding before, so please invite Miss Haihan."

Zhen'er gave him an angry look and was about to speak when a voice suddenly came from outside the tent:
"My lord! Your Majesty, please hurry to His Majesty's camp."

Jia Jue's heart skipped a beat, he gave the girls a look, and walked out of the tent.

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Jia Jue hurried all the way to Zhao Qi's tent, but saw Zhao Qi sitting on the bed, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, although his eyes were open, but there was no expression in his eyes.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Jia Jue hurriedly asked Liu Tian beside him.

Liu Tian wiped away his tears and replied: "Master Hou, the assassin was sent by His Royal Highness, His Majesty was so angry that he passed out and only woke up under the treatment of the imperial physician."

Previously, Jia Jue had reminded Zhao Qi that someone might be against him on this snowy night, so he had to take extra precautions.

Although Zhao Qi listened to it, he didn't care.

He didn't realize it was true until an assassin actually released a hidden weapon at him in secret.

Frightened and angry, he immediately locked on the biggest suspect, Zhao An.

So, this was the scene just now.

Unexpectedly, the assassin failed to seriously injure Zhao Qi, but his son Zhao An severely injured him with words.

Jia Jue hurriedly said to Zhao Qi:

"Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon body. His Royal Highness may have lost his mind for a while, but after a while, he will be fine once he realizes his mistake."

Zhao Qi spoke lightly, with a weak voice: "He has suddenly suffered from a serious illness and passed away."

He said that Zhao An's "sudden illness" was not a cover-up for Zhao An, but according to the imperial physician's examination, Zhao An did die of a sudden illness.

Jia Jue's eyes widened, his face was full of shock, and he said hastily, "Please give your majesty condolences."

How Zhao An died, he knows best.

Zhao Qi didn't speak, just sat straight, and after a while, he said:
"Jia Jue, tell me, I have really done too many things that hurt the heavens and reason. Is it because of the punishment sent down by God that I will cut off my children and become a lonely family?"

Jia Jue said sternly: "In my opinion, His Majesty has not done anything harmful to nature, but has done many good and practical things that benefit the country and the people. .”

These words are not completely flattering Zhao Qi. From a fair point of view, Zhao Qi is indeed not a fool. He lives a frugal life, does not engage in militarism, and has very low taxes. He is indeed working hard for the prosperity of the country and the prosperity of the people. .

Of course, this is from the perspective of the common people.

From the perspective of a son, brother, or husband, it is the complete opposite.

When Zhao Qi heard this, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he thought of. After a long time, he said:
"Even if the wind and snow stop tomorrow, I will not be able to offer sacrifices to the heavens and pray for blessings."

"Why don't your majesty go back to the palace to recuperate for a few days, and then offer sacrifices to heaven and pray for blessings." Jia Jue suggested.

A sneer flashed across Zhao Qi's face:
"It's rare for me to come out of the palace once, but I encountered such a violent wind and snowstorm, and my prince died of a serious illness, but I failed to offer sacrifices to the heavens and pray for blessings, but returned to the palace in despair. You know, those uncles and brothers of mine , what would you say about me?"

Jia Jue was silent. With Zhao An's death, all Zhao Qi's descendants were cut off, which also meant that a more brutal struggle was coming.

All the royal families will aim at Zhao Qi's position and compete for it.

Brothers, fathers and sons can kill each other for the supreme throne, and they will do everything they can, not to mention the clans that are far away from each other.

It is foreseeable that in the days to come, Zhao Qi's side will be full of intrigues, swords and blood.

"What does His Majesty mean?" Jia Jue asked.

"Tomorrow, I will continue to go to the altar, no matter how heavy the wind and snow is, I will still offer sacrifices to the heavens and pray for blessings." Zhao Qi's face flashed a flash of determination.

Jia Jue frowned slightly: "But Your Majesty, you are sick right now. If you are facing the wind and snow, you will be deeply sad."

Zhao Qi was so weak that he couldn't stand still, so how could he stand up against the wind and snow to pray for blessings?You must know that there is a long process of offering sacrifices to the heavens and praying for blessings, and it will not take half a day to complete. This requires extremely strong physical strength, how can Zhao Qi complete it?

Zhao Qi nodded: "You're right, I really can't pray to the heavens."

As he spoke, he looked at Jia Jue, and suddenly changed the topic:
"However, I can't, but you can."

"What does Your Majesty mean?" Jia Jue was taken aback and asked in surprise.

A light flashed in Zhao Qi's eyes: "Zhen, I will appoint you to worship the heavens and pray for blessings on my behalf."

what?
Jia Jue was stunned upon hearing this.