Chapter Forty-Nine: Each Carries a Ghost
He's dead? How to die! Zhao Hai's heart was full of blood, and there was a murderous aura in his eyes.
The palace maid was so frightened that she knelt on the ground. "Niangniang, you saw an orchid withered a little yesterday, and asked him to hold him accountable, and rewarded him with fifty boards. It may have been a little harsh, and you were merciful enough to give in the ointment, but you still died at night. The big girl knelt on the ground, thinking back to the appearance of the man's flesh and blood being dragged down, and her heart was cold. She looked at Queen Zhao's feet, held her breath, and waited for a reply with trepidation.
When Zhao Chai heard that the only person in the palace who would serve these orchids died, his scalp was numb with anger.
"How can fifty big boards die! Whoever fights, he doesn't have to live, drag it down together! Zhao Chai shouted sharply, and the voice was poignant enough to remind the big girl of the female ghost rumored in the ancient well. The very unhappy tone made her gasp. When several maids and guards in the courtyard heard that Queen Zhao had such a big temper, they knelt on the ground one after another.
"Mother's anger."
"Mother is angry!"
The sound of the guard who killed the orchid waiter yesterday begging for mercy echoed in the garden, and he kowtowed his head with a "knock knock", showing no mercy to himself. However, Queen Zhao was furious, and he could only be the substitute ghost. Wails echo in the silent palace.
Zhao Hai stood in front of the orchid, his eyelids did not lift. Reaching out and slowly caressing the branches and leaves, his eyes were full of love and pity for the orchid. Suddenly, his eyes sharpened, and he looked back at his eldest brother: "You, where did you go to find Gu Zi'an's mother?" To live to see people, to die to see corpses! When Gu Zi'an returns to Yangshang, I will hang the heads of the two of them on the city wall! Her eyes were swirling with the scene of burning and killing, and she looked up at her eldest brother.
Zhao Yien nodded in agreement and said with a comforting smile. But in his heart, he thought that his sister began to be dizzy and talk nonsense again, even if she found Gu Zi'an's mother, it would be used to blackmail Gu Zi'an, how could she be killed by her new hatred and old grudges? Zhao Yien felt that although the trick of Zhao Hai's harem was useful, it was just a ruthless fight in the women's circle. If you don't handle it well, you will make a big mistake! He could not allow this situation to be unfavorable to him. Not to mention Zhao Hai, if Gu Chongwu can be half as smart as his father, everything will go naturally. It's a pity that Zhao Chai doesn't have a bad stomach, she only has this one son, and she is also a little stupid and arrogant by nature, and she is really not loved by hundreds of officials. It's better to let Gu Chongwu ascend the throne and let Xian give it to himself. Thinking of this, Zhao Yien had an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.
He looked at Zhao Hai, who was proud and poisonous like a peacock, and the expression on his face was still pleasant, "I'm doing things, aren't you still at ease?" I've caught someone, and I'll send you back with a whip and I'll leave you at your disposal. ”
Zhao Yien has always appeased Zhao Hai, just like he has been doing it step by step for so many years. Whenever his second brother Zhao Erze and sister Zhao Chai were impatient, he was secretly soothing and settling down, so he came to the present. Although it was his own nephew who was about to ascend the throne, Zhao Yien had no joy in his heart. Not to mention that this road is somewhat criticized, and as the most intelligent person in the Zhao family, it is a pity that he did not have the golden throne.
However, since ancient times, the capable are kings, and it is not that the ancients did not have a yellow robe to ascend to the king of God. The hidden light in Zhao Yien's eyes lit up. With his own mind, he can sit on the throne of the people's attention, and Beiyang will become the overlord of the Central Plains under his leadership! Although Zhao Yien is a civil servant and has not made contributions on the battlefield, he has more or less planned some reform regulations for Gu Zhang, the king of Beiyang, over the years. He was convinced that at present, only he was more suitable than Gu Chongwu to sit on the Jinluan Hall and look at the scenery.
"The minister will retire first, and please wait for the good news." With that, Zhao Yien bowed and went out.
Glancing at the traces of blood flowing on the ground, he strode away. He didn't want to provoke this sister who was getting more and more impatient too much.
"Your Highness......"
"Your Highness, where am I here......"
The sound of Gu Chongwu and the palace maid being happy came from the exquisitely carved small garden of the road, and the stiffness of the young palace maid's chirping reminded him of the warbler song and swallow dance in spring. He looked over, Gu Chongwu's fleshy face trembled like a worm in the rice, Zhao Yien frowned, walked over and bowed.
"Your Highness."
Hearing the familiar voice, Gu Chongwu smiled happily.
"Uncle left so soon."
"Well, let's go down first if there's nothing important, after all, there are still a lot of things to prepare." He said earnestly, and then asked: "It's cold weather, why do you still run outside to play, and you are not afraid of freezing and making the queen feel distressed." ”
Gu Chongwu grinned, and ripped off the silk cloth that hung around his neck and played hide-and-seek with the palace maid blindfolded, he looked at Zhao Yien, who had a pleasant expression, and complained in a low voice: "I've been reading a book for an hour, my mother has wrapped the hall tightly, and there are rows of stoves inside, I'm choking on the heat, how can I still study with peace of mind?" If you don't come out to relax, you can continue to do your homework in the afternoon. After all, I still want to be the king of this country! As he spoke, he raised his head like Zhao Hai, his face full of pride. It seems that he has shouldered the responsibility of the country, and Beiyang will continue the glorious expansion and development of the past and forge ahead under his guidance.
However, Gu Chongwu really thought so. The other princes' maiden families were not powerful, and they had no desires of their own. Then Gu Zi'an heard that he was frail and sickly and almost died in Great Xia, how could such a person take on such a heavy responsibility? He was the only one who worked hard and studied every day, and he was still strong and well-loved, during the reign of his father. For him, the position of emperor is not a desire for profit, he is the only noble candidate in Beiyang. Every time he thought of this, Gu Chongwu smiled even happier.
The gems set on his head show a high-grade luster, and the seven pearls inlaid around him are all bright yellow, which is a style that can only be used by the royal family of Beiyang. Zhao Yien saw all this in his eyes, and his heart was itchy, and a sour feeling rose.
He didn't do anything, and complimented: "It is a great fortune for the country to have a hard-working monarch like you in Beiyang!" He showed a look of affirmation on his face, which made Gu Chongwu's heart bloom.
Unceremoniously, he triumphantly said, "Mother said the same!" ”
The light of the pearl pierced Zhao Yien's eyes. He suddenly felt that Gu Chongwu at this time was like a light brown bear that he once raised in his own house, and he often threw rabbits or fish into it to feed him in his spare time. For a long time, I thought I was invincible against animals. He was stupid and wanted to attack Zhao Yien, who gave him brocade clothes and jade food. Although Zhao Yien is a civil servant, he has a gloomy and violent personality, and if he let the guard sword him, he will die in Huangquan.
"Your Highness, the minister has retired first." As he spoke, he slowly faded away, but his eyes were still glancing at Gu Chongwu's fat and heavy boots and the champa cloth silk that fell to the ground. house