Innocent cast of white iron

There is a peach blossom tree in the courtyard, which was planted after returning home, and now it has branches and wooden pavilions.Boil flowers for tea, fry leaves for soup, all for a moment of laughter.

These are gentle and ordinary years, I don't know how long they are, they don't know how long they are, they just live like this day after day.

Peach blossoms bloomed outside the house for several times, and there was a thick pile of handwriting that I usually wrote. I almost forgot those years in the capital, and I didn’t think about them for many days.

Suddenly one day, when an old friend came to the book, he just pretended that he had never seen it.

Han Zhen's handwriting was placed in the corner of the desk, and no one touched it for several days, as if afraid of disturbing something, the letter gradually fell into a thin layer of dust, and the wind blew on it, and there were also some traces.It was not an imperial decree, but more like a letter from home, written with a light brush and ink, and dust was generated thousands of miles away.

As for the person who delivered the letter, who knows whether he delivered it or not?It wasn't something worth seeing, but maybe this person was not good enough, and he encountered bandits on the way, who knows?

When Lu Ziyao came again, Zhao Qi was asking Liu Changqing to comb his hair, and he was blocked in the yard for a while and refused to let him in.There was nothing I could do, so I had to wait until they finished combing slowly.

He has been with another person for most of these years, and it can be considered that he has not seen them for many days. The two people have not changed much.Many years ago, people used to describe Xiaoyaohou as "empty and bright", and it still seems appropriate now.

Liu Changqing gave him a sneaky smile, probably asking him to stay for a while and ignore Feilu's occasional waking up.

This good friend has always been good-natured, and has always spoiled his lover to the limit. Lu Ziyao asked himself that if he had followed that little careless thought back then, he would not be half as good as he was to Zhao Qi.

But at this time, there was no way to get this distraction. Lu Ziyao took out a well-bound letter from his sleeve. Before leaving, Luo Qingzhou told him not to peek, so he naturally obeyed.

Zhao Qi reached out to take the letter, pulled it away and glanced at it for a while, his face was still calm, Lu Ziyao couldn't see any signs of trouble, of course, if he could, he wouldn't be here as a messenger at this time.

But Zhao Qi said calmly, "Tell that lord, I understand, thank him for letting me know, and I will return it in the future."

His tone was calm, but there was an inexplicable feeling of frost and snow piled on top of each other.Lu Ziyao shuddered secretly, inexplicably thinking that it had been many years since he last heard Zhao Qi speak in such a tone.

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"It's not a long-term stay, what are you going to do?"

"That can't be done, there are so many beautiful women in the capital, if you have several children when you come back, what should I do?"

Zhao Qi had nothing to say, and wanted to stretch out his hand to touch his head to express comfort, but the other party had already thrown himself into his arms, and the warm breath was blown on his shoulders, blowing like a small feather, tiny and light. The fluff brushed against his heart.

No matter how many times, there is never anything to do with this kind of childish acting like a baby.

"I want to follow, otherwise what if I lose you?"

Zhao Qi wanted to say very much, how could he lose such a big living person.However, he only hummed and didn't say anything else.

"Then how much medicine do you think is appropriate?"

"..."

Outside, the wind blowing from the window flew over the thin letters on the desk case, and faintly, familiar handwriting appeared from the interlayer.

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No matter how many ups and downs they went through, the group finally got on the road.Zhao Qi insisted on riding in plain clothes, with only a few guards accompanying him.Tweety's eyes were almost blurred by crying, Zhao Qi ignored her, she was married all these years ago, her children were almost grown to the corner of the table, and she was still no different from the little maid who just entered the prime minister's mansion when she cried.

It was Liu Changqing who comforted her with a smile, "It's okay, I'll watch over your master, he won't be cold and hungry, and take care of your little one."

Zhao Qi glanced at him, and got into the car on his own, and after a while he said "If you don't get up, I won't wait for you".

"Hey, here we come!" Liu Changqing quickly climbed into the car, and he did not forget to turn his head to give a smile to the people who were reluctant to leave the door, "We will return in a while, and everyone will be busy with their own work." Go, the young master is in charge these few days, ask him if you have anything to do."

Zhao Qi casually picked out a book and flipped through it, Liu Changqing squeezed to his side, put his face on his shoulder to read with him, made a few comments from time to time, some were very absurd, but sometimes there were quite subtle ones.

Zhao Qi recalled several years ago, when the division of the Zhenxi Army returned to the imperial court.At that time, Liu Changqing was sticking to his side like this, as if he was afraid that if he left him, he would spend less time with him.The scene at this time was so similar to that at that time that it made him feel like going back in time for a while.

"Feilu... have we read this book?"

Zhao Qicai was startled to realize that in his delusions, he actually took what he read on the way back that year. At that time, he used to laugh at others and feel resentful.

"Xiaomeng Butterfly was originally not hated, and a period of lovesickness is not willing to give up. Three lifetimes of infatuation are old but, when I come back, I will remember... the old tenderness."

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When he heard the sound of swords and soldiers clashing, Liu Changqing almost immediately rushed to the window to see the situation.Zhao Qi stretched out his hand to pull him to his side, and said flatly, "Don't move".

Even if the guards brought by the mansion were not in vain, they could not match the opponent's large numbers of people and their high martial arts skills. After a while, the voice of resistance weakened.

After a while, a man in black got into the car and did not forget to salute. Of course, he did not put down the sword in his hand.

"I don't dare to be rude to Lord Hou, but please cooperate and hand over what my master wants, and everyone will live in peace. Isn't it the best of both worlds." The man smiled. "I heard that Lord Hou and Madam have a very strong relationship. If there is an emergency, we should follow the authority. We have no choice but to be rude to Madam."

Saying that, the snow-colored sword edge moved forward.

Zhao Qi stretched out his hand suddenly, but the man in black didn't expect him to do so, and his subordinates couldn't retract it in time.

"Crackling"

Bright blood flowers suddenly bloomed, scrambling to get out between the fingers, and fell to the ground to form a small pool, a shallow lake.

The man in black was also taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Young man...the villain has no intention of offending, please let go quickly."

Zhao Qi looked straight at the man, his black eyes were so deep that it was invisible, like a cold pool that had been silent for a long time, the ice was so cold that his bones were trembling.

But he didn't have time to feel the cold, an arrow had already passed through his chest, taking away the last bit of his strength to speak.

Zhao Qisong let go of Jian Feng and got off the carriage to look. All the men in black had already been put under the ground, and some of them were quick to bite the pills.

He smiled at the gradually setting sun, the twilight was like this, the world was full of soft yellow colors, even the blood on his fingertips was not so glaring.

When it was completely dark, the group had rushed to a nearby town to stay overnight.They were also heading towards places with many people. Although the location where they were attacked was remote, it was not too far from the town.

Those men in black attacked fiercely, they were defeated by them, and no one survived. The people they brought were either only slightly injured, or their souls had already returned to the barren hills. After counting and counting, it was actually Zhao Qi who injured himself. Get the heaviest.

The wound was deep enough to show the bone, if he had used a little more force at that time, his fingers might have been severed.In addition, after holding it for a long time, the whole sleeve was dyed bloody, and the robe was also covered with dots of red, like flowers blooming all over the mountain.

Liu Changqing's fingers were extremely precise when he stopped Zhao Qi's bleeding, and he didn't see any unnecessary movements.Originally, he planned to arrange the hidden guard to deal with the injury, but Liu Changqing robbed the man of his job just as he took out the wound medicine he had prepared, so he had to stand there in embarrassment, wondering if he should leave immediately.

Zhao Qi glanced at him, and said calmly, "Take those people back, ask them carefully, and keep a few alive, you don't need to worry about it here."

The dark guard said yes, saluted and got out of the carriage.Zhao Qi relaxed, only to feel a sharp pain coming from his right hand, as if the sword had never left, grinding back and forth in his hand, the cold edge of the sword pressed against the bone, grinding and cutting inch by inch , he had to use a lot of effort to hold back his voice.

Liu Changqing had lowered his head to bandage his wound, but now he moved closer.

"Feilu, do you feel pain?"

Zhao Qi didn't have the strength to answer him, so he just gave him a comforting look, indicating that he was fine, but he didn't want to admit that the man stuck closer.

"I heard that this...wouldn't hurt so much? Let's try it."

——"For many years, singing the wind and playing the moon, keeping idle thoughts and old dreams, blowing flowers and planting trees, stealing half a lifetime of peace. Late at night, I occasionally dreamed of the previous life, but suddenly felt yellow beams, this life and the other, Zhuang gave birth to butterflies. Yu Chong When I came back, I once privately said that destiny is impermanent, and the year of birth is not hindered, but now I don’t realize it for a long time.”

When Zhao Qi woke up, he looked at the roof of the tent for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Fortunately, he had lost enough blood before, and his whole body was drowsy, so it was very easy to fall asleep, saving him the trouble of finding a bed.

Liu Changqing was not there, and the seat next to him was very cold, so it must have been a while.At first he didn't want to deal with it, the wound on his hand was well medicated, he probably got used to it, and it wasn't so hard to bear now, but he tossed and turned on the bed for a while, and finally decided to go out.

Everything is silent outside the door, the stars and the moon are low, it is a very good night.

Zhao Qi signaled, telling those irrelevant people not to show up.He looked around and decided to start from the woodshed of the inn to find out how many chickens and ducks were kept there.

He wandered around for a long time before reaching Liu Changqing's place.Liu Changqing came out in only his middle coat, his hair was uncombed, and it was loosely draped over his body. He was kneeling in the carriage, like a sparrow in the rain. Every feather was trembling, and the rain couldn't stop dripping. Come.

The moonlight came through the car window, hiding more than half of his face, leaving only a small arc.

Zhao Qi walked behind him and put the clothes on him.

Liu Changqing trembled, but did not look up, "Not a deer?"

Zhao Qi hummed, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night, those who don't know think it's haunted."

"Feilu, there are many things that I thought I couldn't do, it was just my own fantasy."

Zhao Qi recalled that letter, the handwriting in it was too familiar, but it was far from his impression.When he left, he burned them all, and the ashes were mixed in the soil, and he could never pick them up again.

He rubbed Liu Changqing's hair with his left hand, "Don't think about it, get up and go back to the room, and you have to go on your way tomorrow, so don't stay up anymore."

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Tomorrow morning, it was Zhao Qi who couldn't wake up properly.

Although the injury I received yesterday did not affect my movement, I actually lost blood. Coupled with the wind blowing for too long last night, I burned up in the morning, and I was groggy, and I felt dizzy when I saw everything. of.

Liu Changqing himself almost gave up the exam to open a medical clinic, and his standard is naturally lower than that of his father, but compared with the rural doctors here, he is much better, so he wrote a new prescription and asked people to prepare it.

Zhao Qi didn't want to stay longer, and after taking the medicine, he became more energetic, so he immediately sent people on the road.Liu Changqing knew in his heart that staying where he was and recuperating was definitely not the best policy, even if he was reluctant to do so, he had no choice but to comply.

Unexpectedly, during the bumpy journey, Zhao Qi's fever became worse and worse, and he fell asleep for more than half of the day, and the remaining half of the time was also mentally weak, just leaning against the wall of the car, speechless.Liu Changqing acted decisively, found an unremarkable small town to settle down, burned the carriage that night, and concealed all his whereabouts, only wishing to procrastinate for more days.

As for the procrastination of the capital, that is not something he can consider at this time.

Most of the time, Zhao Qi's consciousness is clear, he can't open his eyes, but he feels that his whole body is not his own, like a boat without sails, swimming in the sea, he can't control the direction.

He heard someone call him "Feilu, get up and take your medicine~" He also heard the other party blow gently, as if afraid of scalding him.

It's so bitter... I don't like it.

How about you feed me?

It's a bit cold... you sit down a little bit.

...don't go.

Zhao Qi thought that when he was very young, he fell ill and was so burned that he didn't know what to do. Mrs. Zhao stayed with him every day and night, holding his hand and calling his name in her ear.

"...not a deer"

How did you come then?

At that time there was no Zhao Lin, every mouthful of medicine he took was fed by Mrs. Zhao, and he refused to take it because of the bitterness, so Mrs. Zhao put some sweets in it with all her heart, decocted two doses of medicine at a time, she Use one to taste for yourself.

All the servants were invited out of the house by her, even Mr. Zhao was not allowed to enter, and there were only the two of them in that room day and night, and the time was as dim as an unlit candle, with a crackle, so many years had passed.

"Not a deer, not a deer, not a deer, not a deer..."

He thought of the time when he drank poisonous wine, he was much sadder than now, as if he had died once... No, he really died once.So he is still alive now, did he borrow someone's life?It was still God who took pity on this man and told him to go back to ten years ago to repay a certain outstanding love debt.

"Feilu, it must be boring for you to fall asleep like this...can I tell you a story?"

story?It's also very good, he also has many, many stories, and one day in the future, he will finally tell that person word by word.

"Once upon a time there was a rabbit...it..."

Zhao Qi listened slowly, since there was nothing else to do anyway, the man's voice was soft and gentle, like pear blossoms blooming in spring.

Pale petals fall, a rain that has been falling for too long.

"Once upon a time there was a person...he liked his teacher for many, many years. He liked him very much. He liked him so much that when he saw that person, he panicked and didn't dare to speak or look at him. What if he was rejected? ah!"

Zhao Qi listened quietly, listening to this all-too-familiar story carefully.

"...Later, he did a lot of bad things, and he was no longer worthy of being with his teacher, but he is not reconciled! It took so long to be with you, and he would rather choose to die Even once, I don't want to let go..."

Zhao Qi really wanted to hug him, but he couldn't move, so he had to be silent and gentle, waiting for him to finish the story.

"Crackling" the sound of water droplets falling.

"...I'm sorry Feilu, I spilled the medicine on you, so I'll go and wipe it off for you..."

However, it is cold.

"... Your Majesty"

The voice of that sentence was too low, Zhao Qi didn't know if the other party heard it, so he had to keep calling it several times.

Liu Changqing smiled, put his face close and said slowly, "You read Zhier a few times and talked a lot of nonsense. Fortunately, I drove everyone away, and no one heard it anymore."

Zhao Qi secretly felt that something was wrong, he dreamed back to his previous life, and when he was in a trance for a while, he probably called out Han Zhen's name sometimes, I'm afraid Liu Changqing would feel sad when he heard it.

"Then have you chosen now? Don't regret it. I've slept with you so many times. If it's a woman, I'm afraid I've raised several children."

"Feilu, don't scare me anymore"

The coolness spread over the pillow, and Liu Changqing's breath was warm in his ears.

Zhao Qi remembered that when he was still in the capital, Liu Changqing, who had forgotten all his past, leaned into his arms while he was asleep, and the pear blossoms fell, covering his whole body like white snowflakes covering the world.

When Liu Zhao was alive, he asked him why he fell in love with Liu Changqing, but he didn't answer at that time.

No answer, how to answer.

If he could fall in love with someone in his life again, it would be Liu Changqing.

No matter...what it looks like, as long as...it's you.

——"Unexpected wind disease, sick bed for a long time, Yu Xiaoyan said that it is difficult to live to be a hundred years old, the ancient sages are all like this, Yu is the only one who is good at it. Because Changqing said that life and death return together, I was speechless in the end."

After a few days like this, Zhao Qi regained some energy and packed up his belongings again and set out on the road.The illness came too unexpectedly, and he didn't expect it at all. After arriving in the capital, many plans had to be rearranged, and it was a headache to think about it.

In the past few days, Liu Changqing has lost a lot of energy. He hasn't changed much these years, but looking at him like this, he looks more similar to five years ago.

Zhao Qi suddenly realized that in this life, since the mid-autumn meeting and returning from the battlefield, Liu Changqing's face became more and more haggard. He thought it was because of the wind and sand and witchcraft, but now he wants to come...

After forgetting the past, he was raised to be a bit more mellow, but after a few days, he looks no different from the day when Xijiang returned. When he was hugging, he could almost feel the bones under his clothes.

They bumped on the road for a long time before they arrived in the capital.When they arrived, they also encountered a lot of troubles. The prime minister's mansion was abandoned and there was no place to stay. Finally, they borrowed He Xiangyun's mansion to settle down.

When He Xiangyun heard that the servant came to report Xiaoyaohou's visit, he almost dropped the half-written note in his hand-even though it is useless for him to write it now.

He quickly straightened his clothes and rushed out the door, only to see that Zhao Qi had left aside the servants who were welcoming him, and together with Liu Changqing admired the plum blossoms planted in the yard which now only had branches.

He was wearing a black robe with dark blue trim, and the right long sleeve was hidden behind him. At first glance, he looked like a scholar with outstanding appearance. No one would put him together with the well-known Xiaoyaohou.

He Xiangyun thought about it for a long time, but he never thought that this person would really appear. He was so emotional that he almost shed tears.

Now that the sage is in danger and the current situation is in chaos, if there is anyone who can stand above the court, turn the tide from the fall, and guide the court from danger... there is only one person.

Zhao Qi took a look at He Xiangyun who was rushing out the door, and didn't greet him politely, he just took the head seat and sat down, a servant with good eyes already made tea and brought it to him.

He Xiangyun was still polite there, "I haven't seen you for many years, I don't know if Lord Hou is okay..."

Zhao Qi took a sip of tea and said, "Okay, just say what you have to say."

He Xiangyun thought about it for a while, and there seemed to be a thousand words, so he had to start from the beginning: "Master Hou should know that His Majesty had a son a few years ago, and he was raised under the name of Mr. Zhuang Gui. Prince..."

Zhao Qin hummed, the world celebrated the birth of Han Zhen's first prince, even if he was far away in Western Xinjiang, he would naturally know about it.

Liu Changqing next to him said, "This is not a wonderful thing." In his eyes, the more children Han Zhen had, the better. The best thing was three thousand beauties, many children and many grandchildren.When Han Zhen's eldest son was born, he breathed a sigh of relief and celebrated in Xiaoyaohou Mansion.

He Xiangyun sighed, "If it was normal, I would praise Your Majesty for being blessed, but now that His Majesty has not been in court for many days, and there is news from the deep palace, I am afraid... the eldest prince is still young, born with a low status, and his adoptive mother The foundation is not secure, but Concubine Hui has Yan Sheng's party at the top of the court, and there is also a faction in the harem, which is really in the limelight."

Zhao Qi said calmly, "Isn't that child not yet born?"

He Xiangyun was shocked, and said, "Master Hou's words..." These words were too rebellious. Although he had thought about it, he did not dare to say it out loud.

Zhao Qi put down the teacup, the tea was only half drunk, the blue tea leaves sank to the bottom, criss-crossing, ups and downs.

"Come to prepare the car, the Marquis wants to enter the palace to meet the Holy One"

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When Zhao Qi saw Han Zhen again, the boy was almost too thin to be human.

He was lying on the bright yellow bed, the whole body sunk in, his arms were so bony that the shape of bones could be seen, when he saw Zhao Qi enter the door, he called out "Teacher" in a small voice

He tried his best to raise his face and smiled, "Teacher, you are here." When Zhao Qi walked to his bed, he tried his best to reach out and hold Zhao Qi's hand, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for so many days. Is it gone?"

He held it too hard, the injury of Zhao Qi's right hand had already healed, but now it tended to crack again, he frowned, but he couldn't break free after all.

Han Zhen seemed to be in good spirits, and Zhao Qi had no choice but to accompany him after he said a lot of things.It took a long time for Han Zhen to feel tired, and said, "Teacher, let's rest in the side hall. Zhi'er is a little tired. I want to come and sleep for a while. I have to have dinner with Taifu at night. There are several new arrivals in the imperial dining room." Cook, let them do what they have learned today."

Zhao Qi managed to lull him to sleep, and then he went out and called an imperial doctor to ask him. The imperial doctor was obsequious before, and Zhao Qi took his family to force him to tell the truth.

"...Don't dare to hide the marquis, Your Majesty... It's only been a few days, the poison has slowed down, and it has already penetrated into the heart... The medicine stone is useless, how long it takes, it depends on your majesty's blessing."

Zhao Qi asked, "What poison?"

The imperial doctor was shaking like a sieve, "I'm incompetent, but I don't know... The principle of poison is similar to that of poisonous poison, but the onset is much slower, causing Your Majesty to suffer a lot..."

Zhao Qi swung the imperial doctor away, poisonous... huh?

In the evening, Han Zhen woke up as expected, Zhao Qi sent someone to He Xiangyun's place to inform him that he didn't need to wait for dinner, and he stayed with Han Zhen.

Han Zhen's spirit was really good today, he didn't look like a patient. After dinner, he talked with Zhao Qi for a long time, and he dragged Zhao Qi to the bedroom and didn't let go.

Zhao Qi sat at the head of his bed, half of his face was covered by the candlelight, "Zhier, you promised me to be a good emperor"

Han Zhen trembled, and reached out to grab the corner of the quilt, "Zhi'er...I've been working hard to be a good emperor"

Zhao Qi sighed softly, "Then what do you think now?"

Han Zhen was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, it was no longer the voice of the young man who was half coquettish and half joking. "I placed the imperial decree under the bed, bestowing death on Concubine Hui and the officials of the Yan Party, making the eldest prince the crown prince, and He Xiangyun assisting the government."

"The only person in this world who can proclaim this decree is Xiaoyaohou"

Zhao Qi reached out and touched the thin young man's hair on the bed. The hair was already dry, but he still gently ruffled it.

"Concubine Hui is pregnant with the emperor's heir, and she is easily given to death. I am afraid that some people will be unhappy and take the opportunity to cause chaos."

Han Zhen smiled in the shadow of the candle, her expression calm but determined, "So, I want to live longer than that child is born."

"Teacher, will you stay with me?"

——"Yu Jiejian was not long ago, and Ziyao returned the painting to Yu. On it, Yu's youthful face was painted. The scroll was dark and there were many traces. After many years, Changqing got it. It was like a treasure. When I asked about the traces on it, Yu dared not Telling the truth, so the answer is that I recalled it when I was young, and I read it every time I read it."

Zhao Qi stayed with Han Zhen in the hall for several days. Perhaps Han Zhen had exhausted too much energy that day, and he was mostly groggy, ignorant of human affairs, and just endured day by day.But as soon as he woke up, he had to find Zhao Qi. He explained many things in bits and pieces, and Zhao Qi wrote them down one by one.

He left a lot of words to the eldest prince, intermittently, like an incompetent father to his son, more like an exhausted emperor to his successor, if he doesn't ask him to understand immediately, in the days to come, if one or two The sentence is useful, and it is enough.

Zhao Qi occasionally found a gap when Han Zhen fell asleep, so he could only write a few letters to ask someone to take him out of the palace.

On the day when Concubine Hui gave birth, Han Zhen was talking about the essentials of helping the people, but when her father-in-law came to report, she just smiled and fell down on her back.Zhao Qi rushed over to check his breath, only to see that the breath was weak, as if there was nothing there, and he saw that his life was not long.Zhao Qi sighed, waved away the imperial doctor, and only guarded Han Zhen by himself, waiting for Yan Wan'er to give birth to the child.

He asked the palace envoys to summon all the prestigious veterans of the dynasty and gather in front of the palace to wait for the order. Those who disobeyed the order will be executed for deceiving the emperor.The old officials have been ups and downs in the officialdom all these years, how can there be any ignorant ones, and they will be complete in a short time.

Yan Wan'er screamed miserably, while Zhao Qi clung to Han Zhen's hand and smiled in his ear, "Success or failure depends on today, and we'll see their play in a while."

He stayed by Han Zhen's side for a while, then walked down from the bed, took out a letter from his sleeve, and burned it in front of the candle.

While the tongues of flames were jumping, one could roughly see a few words in it, "Weddings, funerals, and marriages are irrelevant... There are seven famous criminals, and now your fate is over..."

Zhao Qi smiled at the candlestick, burned the piece of paper to ashes, every inch was never let go.

If...it doesn't work, then let's die together.

It was late at night when Yan Wan'er gave birth to the child, and a group of veterans waited outside the hall until their legs were numb and their bodies were trembling. Some were looking forward to the child coming out soon, and some were thinking that the child would never be born. They had different thoughts. But they pretended to be very harmonious, which seemed very interesting.

Zhao Qi was very contented, he asked someone to find the original story, just as he saw the commoner scholar died unfortunately, the infatuated lady was shed with tears and blood, and she exchanged her life for her life, and finally they became a married couple.Someone came to report from outside the door, and Zhao Qi sighed, "Life and death are not in control, why bother?" Putting down the book, walked to Han Zhen's side, and said softly, "It's time to get up, Your Majesty... Zhier?"

As expected, Han Zhen responded in a low voice, unable to open his eyes, he just said softly, "Teacher, you can carry me, I can't walk." Zhao Qi thought for a while, and asked the father-in-law to carry the chair , replied, "Your Majesty, the son of heaven, is carried up to the palace by the minister, and it must be damaged by Longwei. Please think twice, Your Majesty."

Han Zhen sighed in a low voice, "You just don't want to." As he spoke, he cooperated with the palace man to get on the chair, trying to sit upright, with his back straight.

After such a few people went to the palace, some palace servants were waiting for the child with their arms in their arms. The newborn baby saw the wind and cried endlessly. The group of ministers below were completely silent, and the crying sound became more and more heart-rending.

Zhao Qi stepped forward and took out the holy decree of the yellow silk that he had prepared earlier, "...the sinful concubine Yan Wan'er confused the blood of the royal family, and when Ling Chi Yushi, punished her nine clans. I think her mother's clan has made great contributions to the country, and I bestow white silk One horse, the mother clan will behead ten people, and the rest will be exiled and never return to the capital..."

The ministers were in an uproar.

After Zhao Qi finished reading, he put away the imperial decree, and said, "Your Majesty's dragon body is not in good condition, and this Marquis will issue the decree on his behalf. Yan Sheng, accept the decree."

Yan Sheng was so shocked that he didn't know what to say. He knew that Han Zhen intended to get rid of him, and he had prepared a countermeasure, but why was Zhao Qi here!Shouldn't he be recuperating in a small village...

Fortunately, he always had his thoughts turned very quickly, and immediately sneered, "My Yan family is loyal to His Majesty, and the world can learn from it. What evidence is there to confuse the royal family's blood? Your Majesty, don't listen to other people's nonsense!"

Zhao Qi responded, "It's not empty talk without proof, all the evidence is ready, please take a closer look."

Saying so, the palace servants took silver needles and water basins, pricked a drop of blood on each of Han Zhen's and the baby's hands, and dropped them into the basins for everyone to read.

Naturally, it cannot be fused.

Yan Sheng said angrily, "It's fake! It's all fake! My little girl has always abided by women's morals, and she will never be like this!"

Zhao Qi laughed and said, "You say that the blood drop is fake, it's up to you. You can judge whether the blood drop is true or not, but this Marquis' injury is definitely not fake." There are bits and pieces of blood coming out.

"On the way to Beijing, this Marquis was attacked by a group of black-clothed assassins. The wounds on his hands were also caused at that time. Fortunately, this Marquis had expected it and captured a group of assassins. Come and bring them up."

Yan Sheng's face was ashen. He thought that this group of people was just wiped out by the whole army. Later, the person who responded was right in counting the number of corpses, so he didn't investigate further. Who would have thought that they were all arrested!

In this way, with Zhao Qi's ability, his plans outside the palace may no longer be a secret...

Yan Sheng gritted his teeth and shouted, "Tang Lin!"

But no one answered.

Zhao Qi was also surprised, he did not expect that the leader of the Imperial Forest Army would also vote for Yan Sheng.

But the hall was silent, and there was no response, only the wind blowing across the steps, making a cold sound.

The child cried out loudly, the silence for many years was finally shattered.

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On May [-]th of the tenth year of Mingde, the emperor died, and the whole country mourned, and the world was silent.

The eldest prince is established as the crown prince and chooses a date to ascend the throne, with the courtier He Xiangyun acting as regent.His mother and concubine Zhuang's Jin became the empress dowager, and they hung down the curtain together.

The Zhuang family is a Qing official from generation to generation, and Zhao Qi, the Zhuang family, has heard of it. She is a scholarly woman.

It's a pity that for the rest of my life, I will spend my time in the palace.

Han Zhen issued an order a long time ago to return the Prime Minister's Mansion to Xiaoyaohou. A few days ago, he sent people to clean it, and now it can be occupied.

Zhao Qi came out of the palace and sent off the carriage to take him home, now he just wants to go home step by step.

Liu Changqing was still standing in front of the door. The sky was clear and the morning mist was clearing away. His green clothes were fluttering in the wind. When he saw Zhao Qi approaching, he went forward and said, "Feilu, you are back!" Smiling Yanyan, from beginning to end , never changed.

——"In the late spring, the swallows return to the nest, whispering around the house, and the style is elegant. Changqing is unexpected, and he opens the door and smiles. The pear blossoms are on the body, and the leaves are on the shoulders, just like a butterfly. I am happy to see you."

"Feilu, did that emperor bully you? Or did that Yan Sheng bully you? Let me help you get justice, okay?"

Zhao Qi said in his heart that no one would dare to bully him. When we met again, I just wanted to give Liu Changqing a hug, but the other party had already posted on it, "It's not a deer, it's not a deer. Anyway, it's still early, and we're not in a hurry to go out..." One side already He reached out to untie his belt.

Zhao Qi said, "I'm very tired." Liu Changqing hummed and stopped.

But Zhao Qi didn't react, that sentence was just for talking...

Liu Changqing put her face on his shoulder, said nothing for a while, then suddenly said, "Feilu, don't want me."

Zhao Qi was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "When did I say that?"

"I accidentally had a dream yesterday. I dreamed that you wrote me a letter of divorce... What is the end of my life... I cried for a long time, and I felt that you don't want me anymore, and my life is meaningless... Wake up When I was in bed, I found that the bed curtains were all broken by me, fortunately you were not here, otherwise what would I do if I got hurt?"

Zhao Qi hurriedly grabbed his hand and looked at it carefully, but saw that the palm was messed up, full of bloodstains, all ten fingers and nails were broken, although they had been cleaned, there were still spots of blood stains.

Zhao Qi was speechless, thinking to himself what he was doing to write about that bastard, he scolded himself silently in his heart, wrapped his fingertips around Liu Changqing's long hair, and said, "Don't think about it, I never thought of it."

Liu Changqing wanted to ask what happened to you and Han Zhen, who stayed in the palace for so long and sent all the attendants out every night... He finally didn't ask, just said, "Well, I see. "

"Do you like the ones that are so small that they don't have a few bones? Can I eat less?"

"..."

Zhao Qi slid his fingertips down Liu Changqing's shoulders, lingering all the way to his waist. These days, the shape of those bones became more and more obvious... He couldn't help but sighed in a low voice, "You'd better eat more. Said that Xiaoyaohou has no money to use, and he can't even support his own wife."

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After returning home, Zhao Qi secretly summoned many medical officers and warlocks to see him. He Xiangyun thought he was crazy and persuaded him several times, but Zhao Qi just pretended not to hear.

When most people heard what Zhao Qi wanted to ask, they shook their heads as if they didn't know, and there were a few who had heard about it and didn't speak in detail.

There are also people who say they know it, but after careful study, it is just an ordinary technique of stopping the corpse and stopping the spirit, which is far from the realm of changing fate against the sky and reversing time.

"Master Hou, this kind of technique is too appalling. It has already transcended the realm of medical skills, and is close to the way of witches... Your Majesty has long since passed away, and the soul has passed away. How can mortals pursue it..."

Zhao Qi secretly sighed, why do all these people think that he wants to resurrect Han Zhen? Does he seem so different... He knocked on the teacup and said, "You have never died before, so how do you know you can't be resurrected?"

"...Master Hou Mingjian, even if there is such a technique, it must be costly to use. It is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. I hope Master Hou will not pursue such illusory things anymore... The villain is lying. I heard that Master Hou and his wife have a very good relationship. , why bother..."

This Imperial Physician Wu has some real talents, but unfortunately, he is not the one he is looking for after all.

Zhao Qi drank the teacup in his hand and said, "This Marquis has his own measure, let's go down."

But someone sighed in a low voice.

"The technique of resurrection from death exists."

he is behind the screen