The mother and daughter parted unhappily again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Empress Dowager Tian returned to Ciming Palace, Zhao Zhu's expression immediately changed from the appearance of a stubborn little daughter, she called Nanping in and asked in a low voice: "Have you done what you explained last time?!" ”

Nanping looked embarrassed and said, "Because it is far away, it will take time to pass the order, and it will not be able to deal with it so quickly." ”

Zhao Zhu tightened his eyebrows and said, "Urge them to hurry up." ”

"Now that Jiaozhi is the protector of the country, it may not be easy to get hold of it strictly...... The capital is also more than a month away from Jiaozhi, and it will take at least half a month to change horses all the way, but I am afraid that there will be some variables during this period of time. ”

Nanping said as she observed Zhao Zhu's expression.

She knew that this master's temperament had changed for a while, and it was very difficult to guess, so she was afraid that the way she spoke would accidentally make a mistake and cause trouble.

Many years ago, the princess arranged for some people to collect intelligence in Jiaozhi, Hehuang, Beidi and even Nanmin, and the things were done in a hidden way, and all the people used were living people, and they didn't know each other, and it was a one-time deal.

In addition, because the princess has helped Empress Dowager Tian deal with government affairs for a long time, she has a certain degree of understanding of all kinds of low-level officials, although she can't command high-level officials, but she can buy and win over a group of low-level petty officials. Except in the Northland, due to the strict management of the Protector Zhou Zhou, there has not been much progress, and a lot of eyeliner has been pierced in the rest of the places.

Over the years, although Nanping does not fully understand what Zhao Zhu has done, he can guess a few points, and naturally knows why the other party is in such a hurry to explain to the people who have crossed their heads and tails.

Zhao Zhu's expression was a little awe-inspiring, she lowered her voice and said: "Let them be careful, if there is anything wrong, don't act rashly, otherwise it won't be counted if you don't clean it up, and maybe your feet will be exposed." ”

Nanping nodded hurriedly.

Zhao Zhu said again: "It's okay over there, and there is still the Great Xiangguo Temple, and the traces of their dealings with the great monk Zhisong must also be wiped clean." The last time I asked people to build a kiln in Chizhou, the things that were burned were almost pushed, but none of the craftsmen who had handled it could be kept. ”

She instructed carefully for a long time before sending Nanping out.

For a time, only Zhao Zhu was left in the hall.

The ink that had been ground earlier was already half dry, and the Empress Dowager Tian arrived suddenly, and the palace maid did not remember to cover the ink. Zhao Zhu picked up the pen and stretched it out into the inkstone, but found that the pen tip that was originally dipped in ink had dried hard, and he couldn't help but feel irritated in his heart, and threw the sheep's hair pen on the table.

It's like I've been committing Tai Sui lately!

First of all, Zhao Xian was paralyzed, and all the arrangements fell short. Then Guangnan, who was already surviving, was actually rescued by Zhou Yan and Tian Chu, and this was not enough, Jiaozhi was also captured. There is also Zhang Qian, a fool who thought he was hiding it well, but he didn't know it when he was exposed, he was easily sent back to Beijing by Zhou Yan, and he didn't understand what medicine he was poured into.

I thought I could squeeze some useful news out of him.

It seemed that only overnight, the situation was completely reversed. Is the world changing too fast, or is she dreaming and never waking up?

Why can't a talent like Zhou Yan be used by her!

Zhao Zhu gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at the ground.

It was sprinkled with paper that she had just torn to shreds.

She felt her temples tremble, and her head shook with hatred.

Ben also knew that the heavenly family was ruthless, but he never wanted to be a mother, and he didn't give him a way to live in front of his own flesh and blood.

Is this forcing her to do it?!

It's just that the situation is unclear now, and the timing is not right, so she can only endure it first, at least wait for the next steps to be arranged, so that she can continue to sing on stage.

Zhao Zhu stared at the scraps of paper on the ground for a long time, and then came back to his senses for a while.

If action is not taken in time, the queen mother will really do what she wants to dow to those who have nothing to do with it.

She'd have to figure out a way.

Zhao Zhu was full of thoughts, and at this time, Zhou Qin had begun to cough up blood, only eating a little bit every day without saying anything, vomiting while eating, and losing weight into a handful of bones.

Feng Yao made the pulse from the original once a day to the current pulse every two hours, with the old ginseng to hang her breath, all kinds of rare medicinal materials poured down like money, will be dragged to the present.

Zhou Yanzhi watched his sister suffer, and cried several times when he went out of the yard, sometimes he couldn't think about it, and he felt that he would rather she not be so sad, even if he went earlier, he didn't blame her. When she came back to her senses, she felt that even if she had a breath, no matter how painful it was, she would have to hang her life.

Mrs. Zhao, who never believed in ghosts and gods, began to ask for gods and worship Buddha everywhere, regardless of the temple and Taoism, but if there is a little reputation, she will go to give up some money, and make a grand wish, as long as Zhou Qin can survive this catastrophe, she will donate 50 houses to the Futian Courtyard where the widow and widow are lonely and abandon children in Beijing.

Zhou Qin was already in a coma a lot and woke up less, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but grab Zhou Yanzhi's sleeve and said, "Grandmother is a little dizzy, brother, don't let her mess around." ”

For a long time, the Protector Mansion has been making a lot of money in a muffled voice, never showing a mountain or water outside, even if it makes a lot of money, it is only a private donation of medicine and rice. Now Mrs. Zhao is all over the capital to find Taoist temples and temples, and she has to donate food and rice to Futian Temple, others may not be able to react for a while, and when the number of times is too much, the amount is large, someone will always come back to their senses and go to settle the doorway.

Such a big fanfare to help the poor and weak should not have been done by a mansion like theirs. Even if you do it in the past, you still have to hide it, where can you act like this.

Zhou Yanzhi said in a low voice: "Don't worry, grandmother has a sense of proportion, she wants to donate in your name, and let more people hope for your goodness and more heart, maybe she will move the heavens and let you get better sooner." ”

Zhou Qin endured the pain in his body on the one hand, and he had to endure the sadness on the other hand, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

On the other hand, Zhang Bi took dozens of people, one person and three horses, and got an order from Tian Chu, and showed the token every time he encountered an official post or checkpoint, and passed all the way unimpeded, galloping day and night, almost driving the witch doctors and healers to the capital like driving sheep and ducks.

After all, he was an important prisoner, and this time he was smuggled into Beijing, he didn't dare to be too eye-catching, and when he arrived at the gate of the city, he secretly changed a carriage, stuffed several doctors into it, and the group rushed back to the Protector's Mansion.

When Zhang Bi patted the door and entered the house, the porter almost didn't recognize the grizzled person in front of him as the chief steward of his house.