Funing Hall

Zhao Cong heard footsteps, turned to look at him, and said with a smile, "Why are you here?"

Zhao Shishi didn't wait for him to stare at the medicine, so he came to the main hall on his own initiative.

Can Zhao Shixi not come?After waiting for a long time, Zhao Cong did not come.Seeing that he refused to take the medicine, Chaxi could only go to the main hall to ask again. When he asked, his wife, Concubine Qian Shu, was there.Everyone was kicked out, and His Majesty was inside drinking the soup stewed by Concubine Shu herself!

Zhao Shishi knew that he was wrong recently, but he still couldn't get angry, and it finally came.

"Did you take the medicine obediently?" Seeing that he was silent, Zhao Cong asked again.

Zhao Shishi stared at the food boxes and soup bowls on the table, and walked straight towards the two of them.

He was just about to take a good look at the soup to see how different it was, so different that Zhao Cong wanted to drink it alone in private!

But as soon as he glanced at the soup, his heart suddenly tightened.

Seeing him staring at the soup bowl, Zhao Cong said with a smile, "This soup is very nourishing, it's not suitable for you, and it's useless if you look at it eagerly."

Qian Yue covered her mouth and smiled silently: "Next time, I will make sweet soup for Mr. Xiao Lang." After she finished speaking, she asked, "Is it okay? Your Majesty said you like sweets."

Zhao Shishi slowly came back to his senses, and he blinked.

"What's the matter?" Seeing his strange behavior, Zhao Cong reached out to touch his head.

Zhao Shishi avoided it.

Zhao Cong was even more surprised.

Zhao Shishi suddenly didn't dare to look at Zhao Cong. Without saying a word, he turned around quickly and walked out of the main hall with big strides as if he was running away.

"..." Zhao Cong knew that he was a kid with a weird temper, so he couldn't help but feel strange, there was no one who just came and left, and no one made him unhappy.

Qian Yuemo also felt strange, usually, Mr. Xiao Lang would always stare at her a few times, but today he didn't!

Zhao Cong still remembered the important thing, so he said to Qian Yuemo: "Let's stay here for the first time, Yueniang."

"Yes, I will return to Xueliu Pavilion tomorrow morning." Qian Yuemo quickly understood.

Zhao Cong thought to himself, this should be the last big show before taking office, and he will play it well with them.

Zhao Shiyi hurried out of the main hall, and was even more chilled by the autumn sun.

Since the day of Mid-Autumn Festival, he has been not quite right, but he doesn't want to wake up.He would rather be coaxed by Zhao Cong every day than wake up.But the facts are like the harmful things that always appear, they will always appear before his eyes.

He had just seen poisonous mushrooms in chicken soup.

In his previous life, after he ascended the throne, he looked through a lot of Zhao Cong's things in the Palace of Funing.Zhao Cong is a boring person, but he should be an extremely kind person. Just look at his weak handwriting and his usual poems.

And in this world, it is often a disaster that lasts for thousands of years.

Aunt Wang lived the longest.

After reading some poems written by Zhao Cong, he suddenly wondered how Zhao Cong died.When Zhao Cong died, he was still pretending to be a fool in the Prince Wei's mansion.Zhao Cong was another little emperor with no status. After he passed away, the Duke Wei's mansion also suspended him for a month.

Zhao Cong died so silently, he was so busy at that time that he didn't care how Zhao Cong died.

But he knew that Zhao Cong must not have died a natural death.

He ordered Aunt Wang who was in prison to be found and asked her personally.

Aunt Wang has been tortured to the point of being out of shape, and her mind is a little out of order. Seeing him in the emperor's attire, she probably didn't recognize him, she just kowtowed and begged for mercy.But when he mentioned Zhao Cong, Aunt Wang could still remember this person, and she told him exactly how he killed Zhao Cong.

A person's handwriting and poetry cannot be faked. Although Zhao Cong is a wimp, he is really kind, and he shouldn't have died.

But his thoughts were nothing more than tears for the crocodile.

Zhao Cong is not dead, how can he become emperor?

But he hated Aunt Wang, and after hearing about the past, he asked someone to reward Aunt Wang with a glass of poisoned wine. She suffered from pain for a full month before bleeding to death from seven orifices.

But since then, he has clearly remembered the time, reason and place of Zhao Cong's death.

As for why he remembered it so clearly, he didn't know.

He just took it to heart.

Zhao Cong has had a lot of promises in his life, but he has provoked more people to try to harm him.

He also knew that in this life, Aunt Wang wanted to strike ahead of time, if it didn't work once, there would always be a second time.

He has been waiting for this day.

But when this day really came, he suddenly felt a little palpitated, and he didn't dare to look at Zhao Cong again.

He knew that this moment was really coming.

Zhao Cong was about to die, so he only had to imitate Zhao Cong's handwriting and write down the imperial edict.Then when Mrs. Sun is acting later, kill the Queen Mother, and he will be able to stand up step by step.Those who don't listen to him, kill a few, and the rest will be obedient.Furthermore, he has too many handles in his hands, and he also knows too many secrets. Once it is revealed, how many Zhao family royals will survive?

He is neither Zhao Cong nor Empress Dowager Sun.In the Zhao family, everyone who was more legitimate than him had to be killed, so that he could rest assured.In his previous life, he also did the same.

It is so cheap to be born as a human being, including himself.

There is really only a shallow stream between him and his goal.

The throne is on that side.

He's on this side.

And Zhao Cong is that stream.

As long as Zhao Cong dies, as long as he crosses this stream, which is not wide at all, he will be able to touch what he has been thinking about for a long time.

He stood in the veranda, neither moving forward nor retreating.

It is also like his heart that is wandering and confused at this time.

After his death, he was reborn to be six years old, and it has been five years now, which is actually not easy.In order to earn as much money as possible, to make his mother believe in him, and to make Mu Fu and more people willing to listen to his instructions as a child, he really planned every step of the way.This life was not as smooth as he had imagined, but now, he only needs to wait another day, maybe even without a day, and he will be able to embark on the Yangguan road that he has worked hard for in his two lifetimes for more than 30 years.

He convinced himself in this way in his heart, it was not easy for him, his hard work, he convinced himself over and over again.

Cha Xi and the others stood behind him, daring to speak all the time, it could be seen that he had been standing for too long, Cha Xi finally asked: "Little Lang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Shishi came back to his senses, his back was chilled by the sudden sweat, and before he could react, the pigeons fluttered and circled in the sky beside the veranda.He looked up subconsciously, and when the pigeons just flew by, Zhao Cong's voice came from behind: "What are you doing standing here?"

"Your Majesty, Mr. Xiao Lang is watching the pigeons." Cha Xi responded.

"Take a look at the pigeons in the future." Zhao Cong walked in front of Zhao Shiyi, and said with a smile, "Didn't you take your medicine properly? Come on, I will feed you myself." Zhao Cong wanted to hold his hand as he spoke.Zhao Shishi abruptly withdrew his hands into his sleeves, and strode towards the side hall first.

Zhao Cong looked at Cha Xi: "Who made him unhappy?"

"My servant, I don't know..." Cha Xi really didn't know, her face was flushed red, and she couldn't tell why.

Zhao Cong didn't force him to ask, but just walked towards the side hall.

It's just that when he arrived, he happened to see Zhao Shiyi raised his head and drank a bowl of decoction.

It was only a quarter of an hour before and after, why did Zhao Shishi avoid him all of a sudden?He is no longer clinging to the fact that he has to be fed medicine before he is willing to take it.

Zhao Cong really didn't have time to ask more questions, he had to discuss other matters with Qian Yuemo, anyway, it was a big show, he was somewhat obsessive-compulsive, so he had to make this show more exciting.He came to the side hall to coax Zhao Shiyi to drink the medicine. Since Zhao Shixi had already taken the medicine, he didn't stay any longer and had to keep busy.

He lowered his voice and said to Zhao Shishi: "At noon, I will watch you take your medicine."

After finishing speaking, he got up and left, but before leaving, he glanced at Ji Li who was guarding the door, Ji Li lowered his head slowly.

Zhao Cong is good at observing people's expressions, so far the timing of Zhao Shiyi's appearance is too ingenious, successfully defrauding his sympathy and love in advance.He knew at a glance that Ji Li had something to hide from him.

He smiled: "Are you still feeding pigeons to Xiao Langjun?"

"Yes……"

Although Ji Li is simple-minded, he usually speaks very frankly. This is obviously a ghost in his heart.

"Come here, I have something to ask you."

"Yes."

Ji Li bowed his head and obediently followed him.Everyone thought His Majesty asked him about the pigeons, but they didn't take it to heart.

As for Zhao Shishi?At the moment, his mind is full of "he has to cross the river", "he can't fall into such a shallow stream", and he unconsciously forces himself to repeatedly remember the purpose of entering the palace.After repeating it several times, he called Ji Xiang in for questioning again, deliberately keeping his usual calmness.

With such efforts, he finally temporarily pushed the figure of Zhao Cong smiling at him out of his mind.

Zhao Cong walked slowly towards the main hall, and nonchalantly asked Ji Li who was following behind him: "Is there anything unusual about the auspiciousness these days?"

"Your Majesty, it's gone. The little one went to his house every day to look for it, and he didn't find anything weird."

"Is there anything unusual about Mr. Xiao Lang?"

"nor."

"What about Mr. Xiao Lang, is there anything unusual?"

"..." Ji Li stopped talking.At the beginning when Mr. Xiao Lang ejaculated for the first time, he promised not to tell others, but His Majesty is not someone else.

Zhao Cong turned around to look at him, smiled but said coldly: "Is this how you run errands? It was also on the Mid-Autumn Festival, when Mr. Xiao Lang was bullied, and you didn't know how to protect him. You are all stupid! If you continue like this, what will happen to you?" Palace of Funing, don't wait any longer."

"Your Majesty!" Ji Li was a little flustered. His Majesty is so good, he can't live up to His Majesty's expectations, and he doesn't want to leave Funing Hall.

"Then tell me, what's unusual about Mr. Xiao Lang?"

"...Your Majesty, Mr. Xiao Lang, a few days ago, I ejaculated..."

"..." Zhao Cong paused.

He was in a daze, Xiao Shiyi had already grown up.

Seeing that he was silent, Ji Li whispered, "Your Majesty, it was about half a month ago."

Zhao Cong regained his senses and asked again: "Only once?"

"A total of two times."

"You don't go back and forth to let me know about such a big matter? That's how you work!"

Ji Li was also a little dazed, His Majesty only let him stare at Ji Xiang, not Mr. Xiao Lang.He also promised Xiao Langjun, not telling anyone.He only said it unless His Majesty asked him.

But he did something wrong, and he was going to kneel down.

"Come on, don't kneel, it's not good for others to see. What did he eat when he ejaculated?"

Knowing this auspiciousness, when Xiao Langjun ejaculated for the second time, he said it himself in a hurry, and he immediately said: "Little Lang Jun ate mutton soup twice!"

Zhao Congyuan was still angry and worried, but when he heard Ji Li's words, he immediately laughed out loud.

No wonder Zhao Shishi didn't want to eat with him anymore!

It turned out that I was afraid of mutton soup!

Ji Li heard His Majesty laugh out loud, and didn't know whether to report the matter of Xiao Langjun's ability to talk and the matter of hiding a knife.

But His Majesty smiled patronizingly and didn't ask him again.

He thought about it, but didn't say anything more.

Zhao Cong smiled once, and said to Ji Li: "Go ahead. In the future, if there is anything wrong with Mr. Xiao Lang, you have to come to me to answer."

"Yes! The little one knows."

Zhao Cong smiled and shook his head before returning to the main hall.

He planned to visit Zhao Shishi again in the evening, and help the children to enlighten him by the way.

We are all men, and we have to go through this.

Don't scare autistic children into being more autistic!

Lamb soup is a good thing, I will continue to eat it in the future!

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