The so-called palace ban refers to the ban in the palace. The position of a judge, the law of the five prohibitions of the country, to influence the punishment. That is, the subordinates or the people in the palace are not allowed to enter and leave at will.

There are two kinds of palace bans, one is the general palace ban, that is, it is implemented on weekdays, and his subordinates are not allowed to enter at will without being summoned by the emperor; The other is that whenever the imperial court encounters a major event, in order to prevent accidents from happening, a special palace ban is implemented, that is, the guards are increased, the guard is strict, and the people who come and go are extremely strict, and under normal circumstances, they are not allowed to enter and leave the palace gate at will.

At this time, a special palace ban was implemented in the Song Palace, and something big would happen, but Zhao Ji, the king of Duanwang outside the palace, could not get any news from the palace, which made Zhao Ji anxious and abnormal

Li Sanjian has followed Zhao Ji for more than three years, although he is a guest of the palace, but Zhao Ji takes care of Li Sanjian's face, in fact, Li Sanjian did not have any ideas for Zhao Ji on weekdays, but Li Sanjian studied under Zhao Ji, read and practiced calligraphy, and learned a lot of knowledge.

Li Sanjian's offer made Zhao Ji feel a little surprised while he was happy.

"Your Highness, the news in the palace is not smooth, and there is a plan to solve His Highness's worries." Li Sanjian said loudly.

"Han Ren has something to say." Zhao Ji nodded.

In fact, Zhao Ji didn't believe in his heart at this time that Li Sanjian, who was just twenty years old, could come up with any good ideas, but Zhao Ji and others were hesitant at this time and were helpless, and Li Sanjian offered a plan at this time, so it was better than nothing, and at the same time, whether it was good or bad, it could also be seen whether Li Sanjian was loyal or not.

"Your Highness" Li Sanjian said after a moment of silence: "It is strictly forbidden to transmit messages in the palace, and His Highness can draw and pass on messages." ”

"Tell the story with a picture?" Zhao Ji was a little disappointed when he heard this, whether it was to convey words in paintings, or in words, or even to use code words or entrainments to transmit messages, it had no effect. The palace gate is very densely investigated, how can these tricks hide from the palace guards?

"It's useless." He Zhizhong shook his head when he heard this: "Even the method of 'word verification' in the army has been used, and it has not worked at all. ”

In order to prevent the leakage of military intelligence in the process of transmission and to make it easier to write, it is agreed that there are 40 important things in the army, such as "please bow", "please arrow", "please ask for food", "please add troops", "please move the camp", "surrounded by thieves", "invincible", "soldiers rebel", and so on. It was improvised before the battle, but the Lord knew that no one else knew what it meant, and even if the note in the message card fell into the hands of the enemy, or the sergeant who delivered the card was captured and defected, it would not reveal the military information.

At present, the problem is the method of "word verification", you will make it, don't the palace guards understand? These people know more about them and use them more skillfully than the people of Duanwangfu.

Li Sanjian nodded and said, "Of course ordinary paintings are not feasible, Your Highness, have you forgotten to paint alive?" ”

"Raw paintings?" As soon as Li Sanjian said this, Zhao Ji was suddenly overjoyed and said: "Ouch, why did this king forget to paint?" Haha, so, they can't understand it. ”

Zhao Ji laughed happily and swept away the haze of the past.

The raw painting is the "three-dimensional painting" made by Li Sanjian. The surface of the painting is messy, and special methods must be used to understand the hidden things in the painting, and at this time, in the palace, and even in the entire Great Song Dynasty, only a few people know how to understand the painting.

If you use the words hidden in the painting to convey the message, then you can hide it from everyone outside the palace.

Such a second method can indeed exchange news with the palace, Zhao Ji said secretly in his heart, but Zhao Ji then thought of the key to it, so he asked with a sad face: "The palace can use raw paintings to pass the news into the palace, but where can anyone in the palace draw raw paintings?" How can a message be delivered? ”

There are very few people who can understand the painting, and even fewer people can paint, at present, there seem to be only Li Sanjian and Zhao Ji, and it is impossible for the two to enter the palace at this time, so Zhao Ji turned from joy to sorrow, and his face was sad.

"Your Highness, I'll go." Mi Fu, who had not spoken on the side, suddenly spoke.

"You? Haha, wonderful, really wonderful, just Mr. Thanks. When Zhao Ji heard this, he turned his sorrow into joy again, and said happily.

Will do a painting, Zhao Ji counted one less person, that is the calligraphy and painting of Mi Fu, Mi Fu's calligraphy and painting is not less than any one in the world, this period of time, Mi Fu in the palace with Zhao Ji, Li Sanjian also learned the skills of painting, at this time just came in handy.

And who is Mi Fu? Mi Fu's mother is the nurse of Emperor Shenzong, Zhao Ji called him uncle. When Shenzong reigned, Mi Fu often went in and out of the palace, and the palace was very familiar, although Mi Fu acted crazy, but its calligraphy and painting are still loved by the people in the palace, even the emperor, the queen mother and others also appreciate Mi Fu's calligraphy and painting, so at this time Mi Fu into the palace to pass the news, some will not cause others to be alert.

Zhao Ji can only do this at this time, and there is no better candidate.

"Your Highness, please step back and go." Li Sanjian then said to Zhao Ji.

"Well, you all stand down." Li Sanjian must have other things to explain, Zhao Ji said secretly in his heart, at the same time, the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better, so although Zhao Ji had doubts, he still let He Zhi and others retreat.

"Your Highness, in order to be sure, we need to do this... When there were only Zhao Ji and Li Sanjian left in the room, Li Sanjian said in a low voice.

Zhao Ji nodded again and again when he heard this.

"Your Highness, you will enter the Tribute Courtyard in five days, I hope Your Highness will be careful." Li Sanjian finally said.

Li Sanjian then took his leave and left.

"You..." Zhao Ji had the intention to ask Li Sanjian not to take the Ministry of Rites exam, but he couldn't say anything. Wanshulou

In other words, Zhao Ji really has one day, does Li Sanjian still need to pay tribute?

"This person doesn't count for three years, and he will make a decision." After Li Sanjian left, an old man in a cyan Confucian robe came out of the back hall and said to Zhao Ji.

"Oh? Gong thinks so highly of this person? Zhao Ji smiled when he heard this: "Compared with the male, it is just a small skill of carving insects." ”

"Definitely!" The old man shook his head and said, "Such a wonderful skill, not only does the Celestial Empire not have it, but the old man has never even heard of it." ”

"Yes, yes." Zhao Ji agreed: "I really don't know where he learned it?" ”

"His master must not know such a wonderful skill, could it be that he came up with it himself? In this case, this man must be a very clever man. The old man thought for a moment and said.

"I just don't know how it works?" Zhao Ji then bowed his hand to the old man and said: "The future depends on the public." ”

When the old man heard this, he also saluted: "Your Highness's affairs, the old man must do his best to help, whether it succeeds or not, it all depends on the will of heaven." ”

Zhao Ji was immediately grateful, and gave the old man a heavy salute.

"Why do you think he is so insistent on paying tribute? Is this the only way for me to enter the Heavenly Empire? Zhao Ji finally asked.

The old man thought for a moment and replied, "This person is an extremely strong person, and he is also a person who is unwilling to be subservient. In my holy pilgrimage, only those who are born as jinshi can do so. ”

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Cining Hall of the Song Imperial Palace

Cining Hall is the residence of the Empress Dowager Xiang's family, and the two halls each have the eunuch, the palace chief, the chamberlain, the yellow courtyard, the shogun, the palace subordinates, the personal servants, the officials and other chamberlains, and the palace maids waiting.

In the cold winter, the charcoal fire in the hall burned vigorously, so that the palace was warm as spring, and the winter chill was almost not felt.

But today's Cining Hall is no different from usual, the charcoal fires on both sides of the hall are still burning, constantly emitting heat outward, but at this time the atmosphere in the Cining Hall is condensed abnormally, the Empress Dowager Xiang drove everyone out of the palace, leaving only two medical officers from the Tai Hospital.

"Imperial Physician Geng, tell me how the emperor has been doing recently?" The Empress Dowager asked a medical officer surnamed Geng with a solemn expression.

"Mother." Hearing this, Imperial Physician Geng replied: "Your Majesty has diarrhea for three days, and Weichen used 'purple ginseng soup' with plantain to serve it, and His Majesty's grain organs have stopped for a while, but recently... But there are signs of blockage... ”

"Mother." Another medical officer surnamed Wu glared at Imperial Doctor Zhang and said, "'Purple Ginseng Soup' is actually good for urinating, and it is really good for stool." Weichen thought that His Majesty was sick with a sudden wind, this must be the wind of false evil, is the wind evil into the body, when the main soup of Bupleurum Guizhi, accompanied by massage to ward off the evil, Doctor Zhang's move is really to sacrifice the original and seek the end. ”

"Definitely!" Hearing this, Imperial Physician Zhang glared angrily at Imperial Physician Wu and said: "Those with wind and cold, severe cold, mild fever, headache, body pain, nasal congestion and runny nose, cough, thin white tongue, and tight pulse, Your Majesty does not have the above symptoms, how can you take a prescription to dispel wind and cold?" ”

"Have you ever checked Your Majesty's pulse? Are you aware of Your Majesty's symptoms? Your Majesty, where is there no such symptoms? Doctor Wu retorted.

At this time, the two imperial doctors were getting louder and louder in front of the Empress Dowager Xiang, accusing each other of making a wrong diagnosis.

"Shut up!" Empress Dowager Xiang really couldn't stand the nagging of the two imperial doctors: "The mourning family is asking what happened to your official family?" I'm not asking how you treat the officials. To tell the truth, the mourning family will not condemn Yu Er and others. ”

"Mother..." Imperial Physician Zhang glanced at the Queen Mother, hesitating and not daring to open his eyes.

"Huh?" Xiang Empress Dowager glared at the two.

"Mother." Imperial Physician Zhang suddenly knelt on the ground, fell on the ground and wept: "If Your Majesty is good at giving birth, maybe... Maybe you can continue to live for half a year, if... If.... So... Then in ten days, Your Majesty will... It will return to the destiny of heaven, mother... Imperial Doctor Zhang sobbed and finally finished speaking.

Imperial Physician Wu also looked at the Queen Mother in horror and nodded.

In fact, Zhao Xu's current real symptoms are "Jing Ye can't help it, and he can't help it", which is a manifestation of extreme weakness, and it is also caused by Zhao Xu, who has been ill for a long time, but how dare they say it at this time?

Half? Ten days? When the Queen Mother heard this, she immediately raised her sleeves to cover her face and cried.

"Mother... Take care of yourself... The two doctors lay on the ground and wept.

"Mother... Mother... The concubine begged to see her. At this time, one of the Queen Mother's confidants came in tremblingly to report.