"Your Majesty, please listen to the old minister's words, Wei Xian's move has been to make His Majesty nothing, trample on the imperial power to the ground, she ordered all over the country to build a shrine for her, a lot of construction, so far has exhausted hundreds of migrant workers, the people's livelihood in all parts of the country, the people of Yuanzhou are due to hard labor, absconded to Jeju, if His Majesty no longer moves, then the people's hearts will pass, the community is difficult to peace, Your Majesty."

Ming Jinghan looked at the official Shangshu who was kneeling in front of the hall crying a handful of snot and tears, and then looked at the Twelve Emperor Uncles who were also wiping his tears on the side, frowned and said in a gloomy tone, "Then what do you think you should do?" ”

After grinding for more than half a month, I finally heard His Majesty change his tone, and he didn't even hear His Majesty's stormy tone, and the official who came out immediately said his opinion.

"The old minister thinks that His Majesty is seventeen years old, and when it is the time of the wedding, as long as His Majesty gets married, and then regains power from the traitorous ministers, he will definitely be able to return a clean ...... to Sheji."

Wedding, since his seventeenth birthday, this group of ministers turned around and led the topic to his marriage, and they all set their eyes on the queen's throne, and they didn't want to think about it, just with those vulgar fans of their family, how could he nod and welcome people to the pillow.

"If Lord Shi continues, do you want to praise how virtuous and dignified Miss Shi is, gentle and virtuous, and can be a model for the world?"

The person who slowly entered from the side hall quickly interrupted what the official Shangshu was about to say, stepped on the nine-story staircase and stood directly next to the dragon chair, his pale face dotted with bright red lips, and he looked more and more demonic, looking like a dead eunuch who was struggling to breathe.

"Fortunately, our family came in time and interrupted Lord Shi's words and didn't let you speak, otherwise the hat of a bully will be buttoned down, and the things on Lord Shi's neck may not be able to be protected."

Jing Hao hooked his lips and spoke, and motioned to the little eunuch on the side to hand the box to the official Shangshu, "Our family just came back from outside the city, and I happened to meet Miss Shi leaving in a hurry with her burden, and the time was in a hurry, she only gave our family a letter, let our family hand it over to Lord Shi, and plead for her in front of His Majesty, and let her and her lover have a way out." ”

After reading the letter with shaking hands, and seeing the mocking eyes in all directions, he immediately stretched out his hand and tore up the only evidence, which was nothing more than the nonsense of the dead eunuch.

"Lord Shi, don't be busy tearing it, our family still wants to ask, Yuanzhou's assassin history is Lord Shi's own nephew, and he is also a person who reads poetry and books, why did he do the act of expelling civilians, and the Book of All People has been submitted to the case of the celebrant supervisor, has Lord Shi figured out how to explain it?"

The face of the official Shangshu turned pale in an instant, this incident had only happened for a few days, and he still wanted to frame the dead eunuch, why did he know it earlier? You even got the Book of the People?

He gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at the adults who were also rushing to send their daughters to the palace, but they only saw all kinds of official hats, and even the Ministry of Rites, who had the best friendship with him on weekdays, only secretly gave a look.

- Don't you see that one is still on it? I can only protect myself.

With the shouting and scolding of the official secretary when he was taken away, all the ministers lowered their heads and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they announced their retirement from the court.

Luckily, that's not the one to be held accountable.

I thought I could take advantage of the opportunity when she and Her Majesty were becoming more and more estranged, but after working hard for so long, the knife was not inserted, and I was scared out of a few cold sweats.

It's better to protect yourself.

Ming Jinghan hurriedly walked out of the palace gate, followed after a few steps, looked at the person in front of him who didn't even stop his footsteps, and finally couldn't help but roar angrily, "Wei Xian, you stop for me!" ”

He took a big step and rushed to the person who stopped, but after he really stood still, he couldn't find anything to say, and the manuscript that he had played several times in the Changming Hall before was now forgotten in the back of his mind.

Jing Hao quietly pushed away the person beside her and held her hand, suppressed the itch in her throat and eyes, and stood up straight, "Does Your Majesty have something to tell the minion?" If it's all right, the slave will go back to the celebrant. The ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens is imminent, and there are many things that need to be taken care of. ”

"Master of Ceremonies, take care of it," Ming Jinghan repeated her words, almost wanting to grab the collar of the person in front of her and shake it, "These things are more important than talking to me now, right?" Wei Xian, you obviously weren't like this before. ”

"It wasn't like that before the minions." Jing Hao only felt that the person in front of her was like a belated adolescent attack, since the end of last spring, she used to look for a shelf and disappeared, so that the people in the court thought that she was exhausted, and held back the way to block her, but she didn't look for it for a long time, so she came to the front again, and Hu Tian's accusations were rambling.

In the past, she may have had the energy to deal with it, but now, she really can't cope with it.

"Didn't you avoid minions before? In order not to annoy His Majesty, the slave can only avoid His Majesty. ”

"I didn't see you!" Ming Jinghan quickly interrupted her words, and after speaking, her heart became more and more empty, "I'm just, I'm just...... Something went wrong and I wanted to think quietly, it's really not like I don't see you. ”

Jing Hao coughed in a muffled voice, swallowing the fishy sweet taste in his throat, "Since His Majesty wants to be quiet, then the slave will retire first." ”

She rounded the people in front of her, and quickened her pace as if she were avoiding some kind of flood beast.

"Wei Xian!" The person behind him screamed, and there was a trembling tone in his raised voice, "You weren't like this at all before, you said you wouldn't become like this, I always believed in you before, but you still changed, and you're just like them!" ”

"陛xià."

Jing Hao turned around in the end, looking at the child who stood in place, lonely like an abandoned child, "It is impossible for a slave to stand still and be relied on by His Majesty, His Majesty can already do a good job by himself, not to mention," she suddenly laughed, as soft as a spring breeze that was about to be blown away.

"The minion said a long time ago, His Majesty shouldn't completely believe me."

"Your Majesty shouldn't have completely believed me."

The words in his ears kept echoing, and Ming Jinghan finally couldn't help but sit up from the bed and asked the palace people waiting outside the hall to come in and serve and change clothes.

Just as he was packing up for people to pass the meal, he saw Zhang Xi bowing in with a too flattering smile, and he also held a palm-sized bowl of thin jade embryo in his hand, and put it in front of him with the boldness, "Grandpa Wei personally prepared a peach blossom soup for His Majesty early this morning, saying that he was careless yesterday and said the wrong thing in front of His Majesty. ”

Ming Jinghan snorted, and was about to reach out to serve the bowl, when the little eunuch beside him quickly took it, and was about to send it to his mouth.

Since His Majesty was poisoned in the meal one after another, the things that came to the entrance of the Changming Palace, in addition to being presented to someone who had tried the meal, must also be tested by someone in front of His Majesty's eyes, and they were all used in the same bowl of food, so as not to be poisoned in the eating utensils.

The little eunuch was about to scoop the spoon, and the bowl in his hand was snatched back, and His Majesty glared at him angrily while protecting the bowl, and the happy father-in-law on one side was also safe.

"Look at your lack of eyesight, this bowl of soup was personally cooked by Grandpa Wei, who got poisoned, which round got you to stretch out your hand!"

Ming Jinghan glared at the little eunuch who couldn't stop kowtowing and begging for mercy, and after signaling Zhang Xi to take the person down, he took a bowl and ate it cleanly.

Counting the vegetarian chicken at the beginning, what Xianxian made for him, he can count it on one hand, and this time he can cook it himself in order to apologize, and the sincerity is here.

Then he will have a lot of forgiveness for her.

In the early dynasty, a cadre of ministers waited in front of the palace for three minutes, and Gonggong Wei, who was wearing a dark blue eunuch robe, came slowly from the hall, and there was no trace of it on his innocent face.

"His Majesty was suddenly seriously ill and bedridden, and he is not facing today. The imperial doctor said that he wanted His Majesty to recuperate, and the day after tomorrow will be sacrificed by our family on behalf of His Majesty, and the ministers will go back and prepare. ”

After Jing Hao finished speaking, he didn't wait for those ministers to say something else, and went straight back to the Changming Palace, where he was hit by a palace maid who was dodging in a hurry, and the white porcelain with plain patterns was broken at his feet.

She waved her hand to let the overwhelmed palace maid out, and walked to the dragon bed alone, facing the knife-like gaze of the person on the bed, but behind the knife there was a trace of longing, like a traveler in the desert cherishing his last few drops of water.

"Wei Xian, sue me, it's not you who poisoned that bowl of soup."

Jing Hao sat down on the edge of the bed, and after Xiao Douding gradually grew into a teenager, he took the initiative to shake his hand for the first time, unlike the coldness that she can't cover now, the temperature she feels at her fingertips is like the vigorous life of the person in front of her, a cluster of flames that are burning and difficult to extinguish.

She smiled at the person on the bed, clenching the abnormally unstruggling hand in her hand, "I put something in the soup, but it's not poison, at most, let His Majesty lie on the bed for a few days, and it will be okay for the body." ”

"What's the difference?" Ming Jinghan struggled hard, easily broke free of her palm, and the corners of her mouth also brought out a mocking smile, "Are you for the day after tomorrow?" Do you want to go instead of me? ”

His tone was determined.

"Your Majesty has already guessed it, so there is no need for the slave to say more." Jing Hao stood up, looked at the young man who gritted his teeth on the bed, and even his face began to turn red, and suddenly bent down and reached out to touch his hair, which was as soft as it was back then.

"The slave has long asked His Majesty not to believe me, but His Majesty doesn't listen."

is so light and dependent, and good at gratitude, I'm really afraid that someone will be better to him in the future, and he will deceive people again when he raises his hand.

The more I looked, the more reluctant I became, so I straightened up and walked out with my feet up.

Her movements are crisp and resolute, and looking at it inexplicably, it makes people feel that there is either life or death in front of her.

"Wei Xian!" The person on the bed shouted her name again, "You turn around and walk back now, detoxify my poison, I can still let you go to the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony," the young man's voice was crying, "Xianxian, you're angry that I've been treating you badly lately, aren't you?" I'm not going to do this again, don't scare me, okay? I'll support you in the future, and I'll never give you a look at it again. ”

"Xianxian, I can act as if nothing happened, I can listen to you like he listened to the words of the imperial grandmother, can you come back?"

Jing Hao took a deep breath to block the tears that came up from her eyes, and she couldn't even say the more decisive "bad" that was blocked in her mouth.

She was afraid that she would reveal her crying as soon as she opened her mouth, and she was afraid that she would change her answer as soon as she opened her mouth.

I could only speed up my pace, and almost ran away.