Volume 3 Chapter 92 The Candied Fruit of A
Sticking to the rules, he put the book on the table, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, these are all scenes painted on the road by His Royal Highness the Regent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć As he spoke, he also looked at the regent's expression: "Your Highness has drawn it very carefully, and the minister is ashamed of himself. ā
The emperor chuckled and raised his eyebrows, when did his imperial brother learn to draw?
Open the album, it is even more unbearable, although the painting is good, but at first glance it is painted by two people, half of the landscape ink painting is very exquisite, the vista is lifelike, the other half is the brushwork jerky, like a child's drawing.
The emperor already knew in his heart, looked up at the conformist glance, the two had a common mind, the emperor bowed his head and praised: "The painting is so good, the imperial brother is also immersed in the scene." ā
Sticky to the rules breathed a sigh of light on the side, remembering that Sima Jianyan hurriedly took the album and asked him to paint overnight, he really wanted to immediately rush out of Sima Mansion's mansion and beat him up.
His Royal Highness the Prince Regent often comes to draw three or four strokes along the way, but can that painting be shown to His Majesty? He, a famous painter of the Great Qin Dynasty who painted thousands of dollars, was reduced to the point of painting and continuing to paint children, and if this painting was taken out and seen by others, his reputation would be ruined.
Not to mention that he dragged hundreds of attendants to reminisce about the scenery along the way in one night, and almost racked his brains to complete the continuation of the painting.
The regent was praised, like a leopard that had been smoothed, not to mention how docile it was, and nodded: "When the royal brother is well, I will take the imperial brother to play again." ā
The emperor's eyes darkened, and the old man sighed beside him: "Your Highness, you came just in time, Your Majesty is disgusted with the medicine and refuses to drink it, Your Highness will persuade you." ā
The emperor's medicine was prescribed by the divine doctor next to His Royal Highness the Regent, and it has always been a secret in the inner palace, and few people know about it. Everyone thought that the emperor drank nothing more than ordinary medicine. Even the "miracle doctor" himself was silent and did not tell anyone.
The regent grew up watching his royal brother drink medicine, and he never thought about the secret.
When he saw the medicine on the case, he hurriedly picked it up to check the temperature, fortunately it was not cold, and the regent held it to the mouth of the royal brother: "Imperial brother, drink quickly, the queen mother said, you will be fine after drinking." ā
The emperor looked at the eager gaze of the little regent, for fear that he would not drink, sighed deeply, lowered his head and took the medicine, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I drink." ā
The candied fruit of A, the arsenic of B, he hopes that his younger brother will always live without knowing the truth, so carefree, and do not have to stand between him and the queen mother.
The regent watched the emperor drink it, and when the emperor endured the bitter taste, he knelt at the emperor's feet, wrapped his arms around the emperor's waist, and said softly like a homecoming fledgling, "Brother Huang, you have to get better quickly......
The emperor stroked the head regent's head and smiled: "Then you can change the twists and turns of the past few months for me, and the imperial brother will be able to rest for a while." ā
The regent nodded vigorously: "I will do a good job and share the worries of the imperial brother." ā
The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, but the emperor sighed softly in his heart.
Phoenix Terrace, the Queen Mother is high on the jade throne, wearing a gorgeous palace dress, exquisite makeup, and her well-maintained skin is as delicate as a girl.
She stood up excitedly with a smile on her face: "Is Wu'er back?" His Royal Highness's kneeling little palace maid said respectfully, "His Royal Highness the Prince Regent has brought back a lot of things and is meeting His Majesty in the Qilin Palace. ā
The queen mother hurriedly ordered: "Quick, let the imperial dining room hurry up and make a table of dishes, the mourning family remembers that he likes to eat meat, I don't know if he has lost weight outside, whether he has been bitten by insects......" She chattered while asking the little palace maid: "Have you seen Your Highness, is it fat or thin, is it injured?" ā
Drifting across the ocean to thousands of miles away, even with the guards of the Great Qin elite, the empress dowager couldn't sleep every day, for fear that something would happen to the regent outside.
She was worried that he would not come back outside, and she was afraid that he would be wronged outside, and her mother would be beyond her reach even if she had all kinds of strategies.
She didn't want to agree at the beginning, but this precious son pestered her every day, and in the end, she was helpless, and almost sent the most powerful grandmaster martial artist of the Xue family to protect him.
The little palace maid hesitated for a moment, lowered her head and said, "Your Highness is not injured, and she is preparing to accompany His Majesty to lunch, saying that she will come over to accompany the Queen Mother in the evening." ā
The queen mother's smile froze and slowly faded: "He's not here?" ā
The little palace maid fell to the ground and did not dare to answer again.
The palace people were still smiling, and they immediately hung their heads and said nothing. The air in the hall suddenly froze, and the joy on the queen mother's face slowly faded.
"He's not coming...... " The Queen Mother sighed softly and slowly sat back in her seat. She had been thinking about her own son for a year, and when she came back, she didn't come to see her, but accompanied the sick emperor.
It was her own son.
"Smack-" She raised her hand and smashed the tea cup in her hand, and the palace people immediately knelt on the ground collectively: "The queen mother is angry." ā
The queen mother's face was extremely calm, as if she was not angry, and ordered to the palace people of Her Royal Highness: "Drag it out and kill it with a cane." ā
Everyone was stunned, and before they understood what the queen mother meant, the little palace maid who knelt in the center to reply was the first to react, and immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy, and her voice was frightened and sharp: "Niangniang spare your life, Niangniang spare your life......"
Kong Wu's powerful grandmothers immediately stepped forward, covered the little palace maid's mouth, and dragged her out, and the little palace maid struggled all the way, as if she knew that there was no way to live this time.
The place where the torture was performed was not far away, and the dull sound of the wooden stick falling on the human flesh, as well as the hoarse whine of the little palace maid stuffed with a cloth in her mouth, followed the wind and along the corridor of the palace, and spread far away.
The Empress Dowager seems to like to listen to the wailing voices of the palace people very much, and the torturer also knows the interest of the Empress Dowager, so it is best to let the whole palace people hear it, and never beat people to death quickly.
After about a quarter of an hour, the roar of the palace maid gradually became inaudible, and the queen mother straightened her sleeves, and her anger seemed to gradually dissipate in this voice, and she returned to her graceful and luxurious posture, and said with a smile: "He can't come, the mourning family will see him in the evening." ā
One day, her son will return to hers.
- At that time, she would let him know who was the best for him.
After dinner, the emperor sat behind the screen, and the "miracle doctor" who accompanied His Royal Highness the regent out to play was taking the pulse. The divine doctor was young, with a delicate face, a slight cleanliness, wearing a black robe, looking lifeless, as if he had seen too many dead people, and even his eyes were shrouded in a haze.
This person claims to be a miracle doctor, with no name or surname, and he does not know his origin, but he has excellent medical skills, and he likes to treat people who are dying and have no cure. He was originally clothed, traveled wildly, unveiled the emperor's list, and treated the emperor, and it has been almost ten years since he was treated.