Funing Hall

The Ruiqing Festival was passed so plainly, the people in the city had a happy time, but Zhao Shiqi had a very tormented life.

Fortunately, once the Ruiqing Festival is over, the day of Zhao Cong's return will be closer. Zhao Cong has been away for four days, and it is almost time to arrive at Taiyuan Mansion.

Even though the Ruiqing Festival has passed, there are still no major matters that need to be decided by His Majesty. Most of them are small matters that can be done by money merchants and Huang Shu.Zhao Shiqi nestled in the Palace of Funing every day, pretending to accompany His Majesty when he was ill.In fact, he was reading and painting in the main hall.The painting for this year's Zhao Cong's birthday has already been drawn, and he has nothing to do in his spare time, so he simply mounted the painting.

He picked the silk cloth with his own hands, from brushing water to the final product, all by himself, and no one was allowed to touch it.

This matter is done in detail, but it is good to pass the time, and he enjoys doing it.

The same knife he made for Zhao Cong had already been made.Just like Zhao Cong engraved "Little Eleven" on the handle of the knife, he engraved "Zongbao".Now the knife engraved with "Zongbao" is in Zhao Cong's study. He was reluctant to use the knife in the past, but now he is willing to use it for Zhao Cong's painting.

He carved patterns on the wood with a knife.

When Zhao Zongning came in, he saw Zhao Shiqi sitting on a low stool at the entrance of the main hall, squinting his eyes under the light, setting up a wooden shelf, and carving on a wooden board.There are eunuchs and maids standing around, but they are all very quiet.The carving knife in his hand is much larger than ordinary carving knives, and it is a very beautiful knife with precious stones flashing from time to time.

Zhao Shiqi was dressed plainly, still in sky blue, with a simple wooden hairpin on his head, and no accessories on his body.

Standing in front of the door, Zhao Zongning was fascinated.

If you want to say who is the most beautiful in the Zhao family's clan, it must be Zhao Shiqi.Son Xiao's mother, his mother is not beautiful, and Zhao Congde will not do something like robbing his daughter in the street. His mother is beautiful, and the son he gave birth to is naturally very handsome.

In the past, Zhao Zongning often joked about Zhao Shiqi's appearance.

But if you read it carefully, it's not always true. In short, everyone knows that Zhao Shiqi was born well.

Looking at it this way, Zhao Zongning suddenly felt that Zhao Shiqi was clear and vague.

The key is--

At this moment, Zhao Shiqi was suddenly very strange.

Zhao Zongning was not afraid of anything, but suddenly he didn't dare to make a sound, and didn't dare to disturb Zhao Shiqi at this moment.

In front of her eyes was the silly 11-year-old Zhao Shiqi, and then there was Zhao Shiqi kneeling in the snow covered in black and white, who was more serious than the cold snow, and then there was Zhao Shiqi standing next to her brother who deliberately made her smile happily .

But when she took a closer look, there was such a completely unfamiliar Zhao Shiqi in front of her.

There was even a hint of mystery in the strangeness, making people want to touch him, and she did the same, and couldn't help but took a few steps inside.

Someone blocked the light, Zhao Shiqi frowned and raised his head, seeing clearly that it was Zhao Zongning, he immediately smiled and said, "Why are you here?"

Immediately, he changed back to the Zhao Shiqi whom Zhao Zongning was already familiar with.

He no longer frowned, but Zhao Zongning frowned.

She couldn't help thinking, Zhao Shiqi's biological father was really just a bakery stall owner?Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix.Even if there is the Prince Wei's Mansion, if he is really a descendant of the cake vendor, how can he transform to this point?In the entire Zhao clan, she has never seen anyone better than Zhao Shiqi, no matter in appearance, character, will or scheming.

Furthermore, Zhao Shiqi's biological mother is so beautiful, how dare a cake vendor marry her?Zhao Shiqi's biological mother, according to Zhao Shiqi, was a refugee who came to Kaifeng and was taken in by a cake vendor, who gave her food and shelter.After living for a full year, they got the household registration document from Kaifeng Mansion, and the two became relatives.

At first glance, there is nothing wrong with it.

But when you think about it carefully, many things are very unreasonable.

How did such a beautiful girl get to Kaifeng safely?

Why did they meet so many coincidences?

The most important point, Zhao Zongning just thought that Zhao Shiqi never seemed to say where his biological mother came from.

But her brother believed it, and she believed her brother, and she always felt that it was true.

But at this time, a trace of uneasiness suddenly appeared in her heart.

It's just that Zhao Shiqi had carefully put down the things in his hands, got up to talk to her, and asked someone to bring her favorite food, as if Funing Palace was already his home.

He and his elder brother are a couple, they love each other so much, he has lived for so long, isn't it his home?

Zhao Zongning looked at Zhao Shiqi who treated her as usual, pushed out the thoughts in his mind, and sat in with him. She casually asked what Zhao Shiqi was doing, and the two chatted along this topic for a long time, as if nothing had happened.

But Zhao Shiqi had always had sharp eyes, and he could tell at a glance that Zhao Zongning was a little restless.

After Zhao Zongning left Funing Hall, he moved to Qian Yuemo's Xueliu Pavilion, Zhao Shiqi thought that she was like this because of Qian Yuemo.Not only did he feel relieved, but he also laughed at Zhao Zongning again, feeling that she in this life is really much more lovable than in her previous life.

Beijing and China were uneventful, and Zhao Shiqi spent his days in a precarious manner waiting for Zhao Cong's return.

On Zhao Cong's way to Taiyuan, things were a bit uneven.

It was peaceful at first, and they all rushed to Taiyuan without any haste.The guards brought quite a lot, but there were only ten people who followed them, dressed as ordinary guards, and the rest followed secretly.Some are at the front to detect the safety ahead, and some are at the end. They are very safe along the way.

Mu Fu and the others pretended to be ordinary people, some in ox carts, some in horse carts, and some on foot.

Because it was an official road, there were many pedestrians on the road, so it didn't arouse suspicion.

When approaching Taiyuan, they had to pass through the Pingding Army. There were Jiang Wei's people here. In order not to reveal their whereabouts, they did not continue to follow the official path.

There are many roads to enter the city, many of the guards often go back and forth to Taiyuan, they chose the easiest one, and led people to open the road one day in advance, and they came back to report after making sure it was all right.The convoy set foot on that road, now Mu Fu and others couldn't pretend to be ordinary people anymore.

It just so happened that a group of refugees came from the border of a neighboring country.Mu Fu took advantage of his tricks and led people to pretend to be refugees and get in among them.The refugees took the official path. After pretending to be refugees, they did not continue to follow the official path, but followed Zhao Cong honestly.

Zhao Cong and the others had already discovered it. The head guards checked and saw that they were poor refugees, too hungry to walk.His Majesty has always been kind, so he went to report. Zhao Cong also felt sorry for them, so he didn't drive them away, but asked them to hang behind him and gave them food.

Mu Fu didn't expect Zhao Cong to be so kind, and was really surprised.They obediently followed behind Zhao Cong's convoy, and they were about to enter Taiyuan Mansion.

Unexpectedly, a group of refugees suddenly came out from the woods beside them. They were so hungry that they wanted to eat, and rushed towards Zhao Cong and others regardless of life or death.The guards quickly showed up and took them down one by one. Mu Fu just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a child approaching Zhao Cong's carriage.

Because he was a child, the guards didn't pay much attention to him. He was also small, so he escaped all the guards and climbed into Zhao Cong's carriage.

Rantao heard the commotion outside the door, and said calmly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, it will be fine."

Zhao Cong is also very calm, he trusts his subordinates very much, not to mention that the refugees are really pitiful, unarmed, how can they really hurt people.

Thinking like this, a stream of blood suddenly sprayed on the car door.

The two of them were taken aback, obviously the driver was killed.

But the coachman is also a very skillful bodyguard, who can kill him? !

Ran Tao hurried to Zhao Cong, the small door of the carriage was pushed open, and a dirty, sallow and emaciated child squatted outside the door and looked at the two of them with blank eyes.

Seeing that it was a child, Rantao breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly, "Go down first, I'll give you something to eat—" Before she finished speaking, the child suddenly reached out to her. The branch had pierced into Rantao's belly, and she fell backwards in a daze.

The child's eyes were dull, and he wanted to attack Zhao Cong again.

Zhao Cong looked at the child in front of him, feeling a little unbearable.But in this situation, self-protection is the most important thing, and it doesn't matter that the other party is just a child, Zhao Cong drew a knife from his sleeve, but Rantao endured the pain and got up again, trying to protect him again.Unexpectedly, with such a move, the child went to dye the thorns again.

Zhao Cong has a very deep relationship with Rantao, he is not a real Song Dynasty person, and he cannot really ignore others. In his heart, Rantao is his sister.He couldn't see it very much, and subconsciously wanted to protect Tao Tao.

The branch in the child's hand went straight towards Zhao Cong's arm, and it was about to stab him, Rantao said in pain, "Your Majesty!"

Zhao Cong had already clenched the knife, the carriage suddenly made a violent noise, and another person rushed in from the door, still dressed as a refugee!

Seeing that he threw the child away, Zhao Cong thought it was his accomplice, so he picked up a knife and was about to attack.

But the child's branch poked at the person who appeared later. The child was obviously in a daze, holding the branch and poking at anyone he saw.The child's movements were fast, the people who rushed forward blocked Zhao Cong and Rantao, they did not dare to turn their heads, and abruptly took many of the child's blows, the carriage was soon filled with the smell of blood.

The guards outside noticed something was wrong when the carriage was vibrating violently, jumped into the carriage immediately, and went to tie up the two refugees when they saw it.

Zhao Cong immediately said: "Slow down!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty has failed in his duty!"

Zhao Cong didn't have time to blame him, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Quickly call Doctor Bai to see Rantao. Send him—" Zhao Cong pointed to the many strangers who had been stabbed behind him and had lost blood and passed out. stay, the rest..."

Zhao Cong closed his eyes and sighed: "Leave a few articulate ones alive, interrogate them well, and kill the rest."

In fact, Zhao Cong has ordered many people to kill people, and he is insensitive to human life.

But these refugees didn't know whether they were intentionally harmed by others, or if they really had the luck of a blind cat to meet him.But he can no longer keep these people alive. These people have heard with their own ears that he is "Your Majesty", and his whereabouts cannot be revealed.

But asking him to personally order the killing of his own people is really unbearable.

The refugees also exist because he has not governed the territory well enough.

No matter how unbearable, the undead and useless refugees were quickly killed one by one, and Zhao Cong asked someone to carry those people to a distant mass grave and bury them.

Let this matter go.

Doctor Bai was treating Rantao's disease. Doctor Bai often felt that although he was only an imperial doctor, he had done all the things that many people would not necessarily encounter in several lifetimes.For example, at this time, who would have thought that he, who was holding a wedding at home just a moment ago, would come to Taiyuan with His Majesty in a short while!

Ugh!

But Doctor Bai has also experienced many battles in the past few years, and he has been able to quickly clear up his emotions, and check with Rantao without shaking his hands.At this time, he didn't care about the difference between men and women, after all, he brought an imperial doctor with him.Fortunately, Doctor Bai is already old and very skilled in technique. He blindfolded his eyes with a silk handkerchief, and he can accurately touch the position. He carefully applied the medicine to Rantao with tweezers.

Rantao drank the medicine and fell asleep.

Seeing her bandaging the wound, Zhao Cong was completely relieved.

The refugee had guards to interrogate him, and while he was resting for a while, he asked Doctor Bai to give medicine to the refugee who suddenly rushed up to protect him.

He was seriously injured, and after washing his face with clean water, he discovered that he was a middle-aged man.

His complexion was exceptionally fair, and he was quite imposing, not at all like a refugee who hadn't eaten for many days.

It's just, a middle-aged man with a pale face and no beard.

Zhao Cong grew up in the palace since he was a child, and the eunuchs and maids he saw most of the time.He had a guess in his mind and asked Doctor Bai to verify it for him.

He waited outside the car with his hands behind his back. After a while, Doctor Bai came out and carefully replied: "Your Majesty, I have seen it clearly, it is indeed—"

The words were indecent, Dr. Bai didn't stop talking, but Zhao Cong knew it.

Without the object under the man, he was indeed a eunuch.

A middle-aged eunuch.

Maybe even a powerful eunuch.

Zhao Cong frowned slowly.