Chapter 128 The Golden Palace's Night Whisper Yao Sishun

In the heavy hall, the pale yellow light of the horse lamp covered the hall with a halo, making everything people see in front of them a little unreal.

The horse lanterns used in the palace are naturally not kerosene, which is the same as ordinary rich and noble people, nor is it some luxury alcohol, but the highest grade of Nan oil with a faint fragrance. This vegetable oil from a certain tropical tree has a fragrant smell and ignites better than kerosene.

This kind of vegetable oil was discovered by the way when Liuqiu sent people to Qiongya to prospect for mines, and the locals called it "mussel shell tree", and also called "Qujiao nan". The annual output of each big tree is about 50 catties, and every time the merchant ship goes to Qiongya, it will bring this oil back for the use of horse lanterns.

In Liuqiu, the only one who can use this kind of lamp oil is the school, and I am afraid that the kerosene oil smoke will damage the eyes of the students in the school, so when they practice at night, they all use this kind of lamp oil. This also made Fang Youcai quite dissatisfied, feeling that such a money-making oil was a waste of money used in the school, so he looked for Meng Xisheng, who was the best at settling accounts, but Meng Xisheng did not support him.

The prince Zhao Hong glanced at the horse lantern, his expression was calm, but his heart was pounding, he was not a person who was good at hiding himself, so although he maintained the calm on his face, his eyes flickered slightly.

In this great hall, the Son was waiting for him today.

The Son of Heaven Zhao Kuan's beard and hair are all white, and compared to the New Year, he looks more than ten years older. The great tragedy of life is the loss of his wife in middle age and his son in his later years, the harem concubines gave birth to eight sons for him, but these eight sons died before him, originally at the beginning of the year, the birth of the prince Zhao Di made him see the hope that his blood would be passed on, but the hope only lasted for a month, and then it was extinguished.

And it's inexplicably extinguished.

For this matter, he has not been to the queen for a month, and the relationship between the two palaces is now tense, and even the ministers of the court and the central government know about it.

Thinking of this, the corners of the prince's mouth couldn't help but bend upward, but then he sipped it again, he gritted his teeth hard, lowered his eyebrows, and made himself appear with a hint of sadness.

"Hong'er."

In the main hall, the Son of Heaven, who was sitting alone, finally called him.

Zhao Hong walked over, because of some excitement, his steps seemed a little hurried, but the Son of Heaven didn't care about this, the sadness had completely crushed the cowardly and benevolent emperor, and he didn't have the leisure to pay attention to those details at all.

Looking at the living heir, his only thought was why he was not my biological son.

"Erchen has seen his father." Zhao Hong saluted uprightly, but the Son of Heaven stopped him and stretched out a hand, so he took that hand and stood up.

The Son of Heaven Zhao Kuo looked this son up and down, thinking of his prayer for blessing when the prince Zhao Di was unwell, his nose couldn't help but be sour.

"Hong'er, these days, I ...... I ......"

"Father, the dragon body is important, let's rest early." Seeing that he seemed to be crying as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Hong was also a little unbearable in his heart, no matter what, his father of the Son of Heaven treated him well. He felt a little guilty in his heart, but soon this guilt turned into fortitude, and he couldn't blame himself for everything.

"Hong'er, you are heroic and decisive, quite similar to the king of Yi, the heir of the king of Yi today, cowardly and benevolent, but like my ......"

Zhao Kuo held Zhao Hong's hand and sighed softly, but when he heard what he said, Zhao Hong's heart sank. At this time, why do you want to mention that wild seed that came from nowhere? It's just heroic and strong, this decisive word, is it praise or ...... Duty?

"I have been on the throne for 30 years, but I am just a corpse meal...... Da Song can no longer let a son of heaven like me toss. The next sentence of Zhao Kuo, the son of heaven, made Zhao Hong turn his worries into joy.

"Hong'er." Zhao Kuo called again.

"The son is here." Zhao Hong hung his head and held his breath, and couldn't help but stare at the Son of Heaven with blazing eyes.

The Son of Heaven closed his eyes and didn't notice his eyes, he leaned weakly on the back of the chair, didn't speak for a long time, just grabbed Zhao Hong's hand.

Zhao Hong lowered his head, the hands of the Son of Heaven were extremely thin, and the green tendons like earthworms were knotted, which looked very scary. His hands were cold, and the spring was already deep, but the hands of the Son of Heaven were like ice, and there was no living temperature at all.

"Di'er's death, although Shi Xianggong didn't say it, I know that he doubted you." After a long time, Zhao Kuocai said.

"Father!" Zhao Hong said anxiously.

"Listen to me." Zhao Kuo finally opened his eyes, and at this time, he finally showed a trace of the majesty of the Son of Heaven, but this majesty only lasted for a short time, and he returned to the old man who was so weak that people could sympathize.

"Di'er is raised by the queen, you have this heart, how can you do it seamlessly?" Zhao Kuo sighed, two lines of tears hanging from the corners of his eyes: "I have eight biological princes, but none of them are alive...... We have always ruled the world with filial piety and love, but in this palace, in this palace...... But it is the most unfilial and loving place! ”

There was a faint suspicion in his words that Empress Yang had killed the prince of Di, and Zhao Hong's hanging heart relaxed slightly.

"At the beginning, Taizong and Taizu ...... The sound of the candle shadow axe, hum, but he never expected that after two hundred years of passing on the country, this emperor would still come to our Taizu. Our emperors of the Great Song Dynasty, few of them have children who can become adults, is there no ...... behind this Is there no one who has a ruthless heart? It's me, it's me......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Kuo cried, Zhao Hong also felt sad in his heart, he could understand the sadness in Zhao Kuo's heart now, he lost his son in his old age, and the one who killed this young son was very likely to be the queen who had been with him for decades.

"Is it me, didn't I take this throne from the place of the previous emperor?" Zhao Kuo stopped his tears and finally said, "Hong'er, do you know why I passed you into the palace tonight and wanted to say this to you?" ”

The sympathy and sadness in Zhao Hong's heart suddenly flew out of the clouds, he was a little short of breath, and the hand holding the Son of Heaven was also a little hard: "Erchen doesn't know." ”

"The heir of the king of Yi is like me, you are heroic and martial like the king of Yi, I know your thoughts...... But since you are brothers, you will be kind to him in the future. Zhao Kuo shook his head a little sadly and said, "I really can't bear to be the queen of Yi, and the queen ......"

The meaning of these words was already extremely obvious, Zhao Hong was so happy that his eyebrows and eyes were raised, he forced himself to press it, and respectfully admitted: "Father, just rest assured, the sons and brothers of Guicheng will not treat him slowly." ”

If he gets the respect of the Ninety-Five, then Zhao Guicheng is just a wild seed found by Shi Miyuan, and he will naturally not be treated slowly, and he will definitely be rewarded with a good life, so that he can realize that thunder, rain and dew are all Jun's grace.

"That is ...... so"

His joy was not completely suppressed, and Zhao Kuan, the Son of Heaven, raised his eyes and saw that he happened to see such a look on his face. Zhao expanded the words to his mouth, closed his eyes again, and coughed lightly.

Zhao Hong hurriedly stroked his chest and beat his back, taking this opportunity, Zhao Kuo, the son of heaven, thought carefully about whether his decision was too hasty.

Today's Great Song Dynasty Emperor is not a smart person, he is a little emotional, even cowardly, outside he allows the ministers to control the government, and inside he indulges the queen to control the harem. He was soft and sluggish, with a benevolent heart that was not appropriate for his status as emperor. He was a good man, but he was by no means a good monarch.

"Hong'er ......" is this benevolent heart, Zhao Kuo changed his mind again, he felt that he should not be so eager to make a decision, at least need to ask for the opinion of the important ministers, although Shi Miyuan has always disagreed with him on this matter, but the Son of Heaven feels that if he can convince Shi Miyuan, Zhao Hong will be less difficult in the future. This can be regarded as an explanation to his ancestors, ancestors and future generations.

"Erchen is here!" This is the third time Zhao Hong has waited for the Son of Heaven's holy message.

"Good student...... If you do it, you can go down. ”

Like a bucket of cold water poured on the same day, Zhao Hong did not wait for the promise of the Son of Heaven to "Inner Zen", nor did he get the Son of Heaven's decision to appoint him as the crown prince. Zhao Hong was stunned, his eyes flickered for a while, until Zhao Kuo urged: "You go down, I ...... It's time to rest. ”

"Erchen...... Retirement. Despite his reluctance, Zhao Hong had to withdraw from the main hall, leaving Zhao Kuo alone on the lonely throne.

Before leaving the palace, he took another look, although the horse lantern was far brighter than the lantern, but from a distance, the face of the Son of Heaven on the throne was still blurred. Zhao Hong only saw the yellow dragon robe, and the black shadow under the dragon robe.

Just when the prince Zhao Hong was secretly meeting on the night of the emperor, Zhao Heju was lying on the knees of the beauty.

"Recite it to me again." Zhao Heju said lightly.

He lay on his back on the couch, his head resting on Han Yu's thighs, Han Yu's face was slightly red, his eyes were like water, and his eyes were gentle like a spring breeze in February. The style on her face is in contrast to the faint, slightly lonely silence on Zhao Youju's face.

Because she couldn't look through the pamphlets when she was studying Yixue, Han Yu found that what she had learned was gradually being forgotten, which made her a little panicked. She didn't want to be just a little girl who served Zhao and Ju, if she was just a little girl, she would be replaced by any woman - even those gifts from Shi Miyuan could bear it. But in this palace, she had to avoid people's eyes and ears, so she took Zhao and Ju to test her homework.

At this time, in the middle of the night, there were twelve dragons guarding outside, and the two of them spoke in a low voice, so no one would notice it.

Recently, Zhao Heju had a headache again, and before he went to sleep, he had an unbearable headache, he was extremely resolute, and he was afraid that this headache would affect his future plans, so he hid it and did not go to the imperial doctor to check. Only Han Yu understood him, and when she saw that he was unwell, she sat on the couch, put his head on his lap, and massaged and stroked him carefully.

Whenever this time, Zhao Heju would close his eyes, although his face was as light as ever, but Han Yu knew in his heart that he was extremely happy.

"Official, official?"

After reciting an arithmetic formula behind her and a physical formula, Han Yu heard Zhao Heju snort slightly, she called softly, but she didn't hear the echo. She knew that Zhao Youju had fallen asleep, and he couldn't sleep at night due to headaches and headaches in the past few days, but now he can finally fall asleep.

"When Lu Zu was a big official, why didn't he understand his headache?" Han Yu stared at Zhao and Ju's peaceful faces after falling asleep, feeling slightly sad in her heart, she stretched out her finger and wanted to touch Zhao and Ju's face, but she shrank back, afraid of waking Zhao and Ju.

Silently clasping her hands together, Han Yu looked at the roof, her gaze passed through this layer of barrier, through the clouds to the nine heavens.

After some prayer, she lowered her head again, only to find a pair of round black eyes staring at her. She was startled, and almost pushed Zhao Heju away from her legs: "Great official! ”

Zhao Yoju sat up slowly, moved his neck, and after a short sleep, his headache was gone.

"Ayu, if one day, you and I are no longer confined in the deep palace like we are now, what do you want to do?" Zhao Yoju asked.

"With the big officials, where the big officials go, the slaves will follow." Han Yu replied almost without thinking.

This answer was expected by Zhao Youju, he stared at Han Yu, and his gaze became gentle.

This kind of gaze made Han Yu's heart pound, she lowered her head, and didn't dare to look at Zhao and Ju. Sometimes, she also secretly hates herself, not as bold and spicy as Yang Miaozhen.

Zhao Youju and Yang Miaozhen's affairs, others don't know, but her personal maid is clear.

"In the future, there will be major events, and I will take you all over the country, if you ...... If it goes well, it will be a foreign country, and I can go and see it with you. Zhao Youju took her hand and said in a low voice.

"If you are listened to by a petty official, you will say that you make promises indiscriminately, and you don't count as talking." The heart was beating extremely hard, but Han Yu was very reluctant to accept the warmth coming from the palm of Zhao Heju's hand.

Grabbing Han Yu's hand, Zhao Heju pointed to the sky and said: "I'm not making promises, but it's a pity that life is short, if you give us a life span of one or two hundred years, it will take you to heaven and earth, and that's not an uncommon thing!" ”

"Heaven and earth?" Han Yu slowly leaned on Zhao Heju: "I remember when I was a child, I saw a hot air balloon made by a big official, and Mr. Xiao was deceived into our Zhuangzi by this hot air balloon." The officials said that they went to heaven by this hot air balloon? ”

"Hmm...... On the other hand, if it is just to go to the heavens, it will not take a hundred years to go up with this hot air balloon. Zhao Youju groaned: "In the future, I will use this hot air balloon to take you to the sky to see." ”

Han Yu pursed her lips and smiled, but she didn't reply anymore.

They whispered inside, and even the dragon twelve, who was guarding the door, could only hear a sentence or two. Dragon Twelve stared in the night, the moonlight shining through the cracks in the clouds on his face, and he quietly moved his steps, but his face was still expressionless.

He couldn't think about so many things in his simple heart, he just knew, guard this door, and don't let anyone with bad intentions enter.