Funing Hall

Zhao Cong sat on the bed with a thick pillow behind him. He listened to Cha Xi's story about what had happened to Wei Jun Wang's mansion, but did not speak immediately.

Until Rantao came in with a tray and said softly, "Your Majesty, the pear juice is ready."

Zhao Cong reached out to take it, drank a cup of pear juice in a few mouthfuls, handed the cup and bowl back to Rantao, and asked, "How high are those three people in their family?"

Cha Xi said guiltily, "My servant doesn't know."

"Your Majesty." Rantao said, "The leader is probably their family's Xiao Shilang, Zhao Shiting."

"Zhao Shiting." Zhao Cong read back his name again.

"Your Majesty's plan?" Seeing that he had not spoken for a long time, Rantao couldn't help asking.

Zhao Cong smiled: "What can I do? Send someone to Wei Jun Wang's Mansion, take those boys out and beat them up a few times?"

When Chaxi wilted, she knew it was the case and it was all her fault.

"The next time you encounter such a situation, whoever he is, scold him back severely." Zhao Cong's voice was calm, but his words were tight.

"Yes!" Rantao and Chaxi agreed together.

Zhao Cong remained silent. The reason why Zhao Shishi was so autistic was probably because he was bullied so much when he was at home.The Prince Wei's Mansion is really not a good place, so I won't take Zhao Shiyi any more.

This kind of thing is different from pro-government. Planning a pro-government is too complicated, and every node is extremely important, so it must be planned slowly.

This revenge must be avenged, and he must avenge it quickly. He never thought of himself as a gentleman, and he never said that "it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years".

A gentleman always wants to save face and suffer.

Who wants to be, who should go.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, there will be a banquet in the palace, and the clan will be invited into the palace to have fun.

In previous years, he rarely participated.

This year, he needs to show up.When the time comes, let's see how he fixes those monkeys!

Is it reasonable for children?Can you bully people?

Then he is only 16 years old!Let's see how he fixes those boys!

The autistic child he raised carefully, once bullied by them, I don't know how long it will take to recover.

Thinking of this, he raised his head: "When Mr. Xiao Lang wakes up, bring him here immediately."

"Your Majesty, you need to rest—"

"Bring him here."

"Yes."

Cha Xi was about to step back, when Zhao Cong asked again: "He went to see his biological mother?"

"Yes, that lady even made some clothes for Mr. Xiao Lang."

"Since it was made by the biological mother, let him wear it more, so as not to forget the origin."

"The maid knows."

"What else do you know in Weijun Wangfu?" After waking up and talking too much, Zhao Cong was a little tired again, and gradually closed his eyes, but still asked.

"Nothing else." Cha Xi thought for a while and then said, "In fact, there are many birds in Mrs. Shan's house. Mr. Xiao Lang likes pigeons very much, and he even hugged one in his hand. The servant girl was outside the courtyard and happened to see the little one. Lang Jun released one in front of the window."

Zhao Cong thought about the fact that he had promised Zhao Shishi to give him birds, and it seemed that he just happened to meet him. Zhao Shiyi seemed to really like these small animals.

That's easy.

"Then go find some pigeons for him."

"Yes."

Zhao Cong didn't speak any more, leaning on the leading pillow, it seemed that he was about to fall asleep again.

Rantao winked at Chaxi, she turned and walked out of the inner room.

Since Zhao Shiyi was reborn, he has never felt much, nor shallow.

But he didn't get up in a hurry, he was still lying on the bed, Jixiang was talking outside through the curtain, and there were only two of them in the room.

"It's still early. When I went to the Imperial Pharmacy, Imperial Physician Deng hadn't entered the palace yet."

"I passed the Ming Road at Rantao, so I will go around more later."

"Little understands."

When I arranged for Jixiang to enter the palace, I didn't expect him to spread any relationship network in the palace, but I just inserted someone in early. After all, if there is someone of my own who is easy to handle, he can be easily ordered when he comes in.

What's more, Zhao Shishi is actually a vengeful person with a small mind.

He remembered that in his previous life, Zhao Zongning messed up with his cronies, and his trusted female officer let Zhao Zongning into his inner room with her own hands!Taking advantage of his deep sleep, Zhao Zongning pulled him off the bed and killed him before he could say a word.

When the chaos in the court and the border was over, and the world was finally at peace, who would have thought that a princess would enter the palace with a sword and kill him, the emperor, in such a grandiose manner!Who would have thought that Zhao Zongning was the phoenix standing behind him waiting to snatch the fruits!

The bed he slept on before he died was the same bed that Zhao Cong slept on now.

The field he lay on before he died was also the field in front of Zhao Cong's bed.

Although he didn't want to build a network at the time, he wanted to get Zhao Cong's cronies together.

Unexpectedly, Rantao and Fulu are too smart and extremely loyal, and they can't penetrate around them at all.

Since it was difficult to settle down, he didn't bother to think about it, anyway, Zhao Cong was about to die.

But it is different now, he hopes that Zhao Cong will at least live longer than his previous life.

When Ji Xiang entered the palace, he naturally had to be investigated, and he didn't bring any money with him.How much money does the little eunuch have a month?At the beginning, we had to pay tribute to the chief eunuch.But now if you want to collect people, you can no longer be without money.

Zhao Shiqi has always believed in the saying: money can make ghosts turn millstones.

Money is everything.

In his previous life, he won many people because of money.

He was only 11 years old in his life, and he was rich enough, but the money was outside the palace.He couldn't help but regret at this time, he should have told his mother about this when he left the palace last time, but at that time how did he know that Zhao Cong's life might be shorter than his previous life?

He continued: "Your father will leave Beijing in a few days. You must contact him within this month and ask him for some money. Silver and copper coins are useless. Prepare a few bags of golden beans so that you can hide them and send them out. It works." After finishing speaking, he sneered again, "The Royal Pharmacy Bureau is full of poor people."

"Yes, little one understands."

"How to get in touch, can I teach you, sir?"

Ji Xiang smiled: "If the little one doesn't even have this ability, how can he be worthy of serving your husband?"

"Don't talk nonsense about who you are, let them guess."

Let them be unable to resist the temptation, take advantage, but tremble with fear.After guessing and guessing, I can't guess, and I got deeper and deeper because of so much gold.That's how you control it.

"The little one knows."

Zhao Shishi didn't speak any more, and said auspiciously: "The little one went to fetch water to wait for the gentleman to get up."

"Go."

Ji Xiang came out of the hall and was about to fetch water when he was stopped by Cha Xi, who turned his head and Cha Xi smiled and said, "Ji Xiang, go to the province in the palace to find a senior official surnamed Sheng, Your Majesty wants to help Xiao Lang." Jun finds some pigeons, you tell him so that he can send them to our palace earlier."

"what?"

"Stupid boy, His Majesty knows that Mr. Xiao Lang likes pigeons, so he specially ordered it like this. It doesn't need to be too much to tell Mr. Sheng, and it doesn't need to disturb people too much. Just find a dozen or so, and choose the beautiful one."

"The little one knows! It's just that the little one is about to fetch water and wait for Mr. Xiao Lang to get up—"

"You go, I'll come."

"Okay." Ji Xiang quickly trotted out of the hall.

Cha Xi called the two young maids and two young eunuchs to prepare things together with light steps, and waited for the young man to get up.

Zhao Shishi had planned to visit Zhao Cong.

It's just that since he ran back again inexplicably last night, there was always a fire in his heart, which made him make some decisions in an instant, and drove Ji Xiang to the imperial doctor outside the main hall early.

He planned to wait for Zhao Cong to see it when he was better. For some reason, he somehow didn't want to see Zhao Cong's pitiful and innocent face when he was sick. When he saw it, he would feel flustered.

At this moment, Cha Xi opened the curtain with a smile on his face, and waited for him to get up, so he knew that Zhao Cong should be fine.

After getting dressed for him, Chaxi said: "Your Majesty is thinking about you, if you want Xiao Langjun to wake up, he will go to the main hall."

It just so happened that he was going too.

Zhao Shishi nodded, tied up his hair, and walked towards the main hall.

The maids opened the curtain of the inner room of the main hall for him, and his footsteps stopped.

When he came yesterday, he was a little abnormal, so abnormal that he didn't even care about this special place for him.

This is the place where he died in his previous life. In this life, he actually stepped across the floor covered with his blood so peacefully.

When I came in again today, when my footsteps stopped, the tip of my nose was filled with the smell of medicine. On the dragon bed in front of me, the curtain had already been drawn, and Zhao Cong was lying quietly.

Rantao, who was standing by the bed, raised his eyes, walked towards him softly, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Lang, can you have breakfast?"

Chaxi shook her head: "Not yet."

"Use it here, Your Majesty still needs to sleep for a while."

"Yes."

They were talking, but Zhao Shiyi kept staring at the bed, with Zhao Cong lying on the bed, or at himself in his previous life.

Ran Tao was about to ask him to have breakfast, Zhao Cong who was on the bed slowly opened his eyes and looked at them.

Chen Guang seemed to slow down suddenly.

Zhao Cong opened his eyes, Zhao Cong turned his cheeks sideways, Zhao Cong looked at them, every movement was extremely slow and meticulous.

"Your Majesty." Rantao walked towards him.

"Little Eleven is here." Zhao Cong stretched out his hand to Ran Tao, who helped him sit up again.

"Yes."

"Come here." Zhao Cong said to Zhao Shishi who was still standing by the curtain.

Hearing Zhao Cong's slightly hoarse voice, Zhao Shishi finally came back to his senses, and he walked to the bedside.

"Sit." Zhao Cong pointed to the bed again.

Zhao Shixi sat down obediently.

"Go out." Zhao Cong said to Rantao, "I'll talk to him."

"Yes." Rantao obediently led everyone back out.

"Did someone bully you yesterday?" Zhao Cong said as if he had no intention of doing so, his voice was calm and bland, and because he was sick, his voice was hoarse and soft, like slowly stroking a feather on his fingertips.

His voice is so close, only in the ear.

At this moment, it was only the two of them.

Zhao Shishi's spine suddenly felt inexplicably numb from top to bottom.

"Being bullied, why didn't you hit back hard?" Zhao Cong asked him.

Zhao Shishi looked up at him.

fight back?The Empress Dowager Sun treated him like that, and the civil and military courts treated him like that, and he didn't see him fight back.

Zhao Cong actually asked him why he didn't fight back, whether he understood the meaning of the word "fight back".

"I am the emperor, you are my nephew, and you are raised in Funing Hall and taught by me personally. No one can bully you."

Zhao Shishi looked at him.

"You are no longer the Zhao Shiqi who was bullied by others in the Weijun Wangfu, you are Zhao Shishi in my palace."

Zhao Cong also looked at him.

"Being a man, you have to stand upright, and you will have a family and a career in the future. If this is always the case, how will you protect your wife and children?"

"Anyone else laughs at you, scolds you, or even hits you. Don't be afraid, just smile back, scold you, beat you back. I will protect you."

Zhao Cong smiled: "Unless one day, I die, I can't protect you anymore."

After listening to Zhao Shishi, he lowered his head slowly.

"Although you don't speak, I know you understand everything, and you listened to it. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, there was a banquet in the palace, and I called all your brothers. Do you want revenge?" Zhao Cong said with a smile, "Revenge "Two words.

It turns out that Zhao Cong also knows what revenge is.

Then why didn't Zhao Cong avenge himself?

The answer is obvious, because Zhao Cong has nothing to rely on, and no one will protect him.

He can't take revenge, and his opponent is the Queen Mother Sun who confronts him in the palace and is much stronger than him.

He thought, Zhao Cong is indeed not smart, but he is not as dull as he imagined.

How can the son of the royal family who has read poetry and books and carefully raised him, the only prince after adoption, be dull?

Perhaps Zhao Cong was too see-through, too kind-hearted, and too gentlemanly in his actions.

He must have never thought that someone would dare to kill him.

The book is too good to read, really not good.

Zhao Cong has wisdom, but not heart.

The mind can live, but wisdom can only die.

People with big eyes are jealous of everyone except themselves, and want to kill everyone who is better than themselves.

And the person with great wisdom will always be the one who is envied.

Zhao Shishi was suddenly depressed.

Contrary to Zhao Cong, he doesn't have much wisdom, he only has a heart, a bad heart, and a cruel heart.