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The palace dormitory. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ【】

A row of palace lamps slipped along the corner of the wall, there were several paintings and calligraphy hanging on the south wall, and the north wall was a decorative golden sword, leaning on the door leaf, the door hole was full of spring, and the spring breeze sometimes rolled over one or two fallen new leaves, and then rolled to the bottom of the threshold, fresh and pleasant.

The curtains on the bed were hooked on both sides, and a few violent coughs came from under the brocade quilt, and several waiters who bowed down and stood under the collapse became nervous again, one bent down with a white silk scarf to receive phlegm, and the other took a spittoon.

Yang Jian sat on a sandalwood bench not far from the bed in a trance, supporting his head and napping on the square table, he was so tired these days, it was a lot to sleep for two hours a day, but he refused to go back to sleep, so he simply stayed here, and when the coughing sound on the couch came out, Yang Jian was awakened, stood up reflexively, and hurried to the couch to see.

Zhao Ji's face was already full of sickness, and he finally coughed up the phlegm, where could he still see the free and rich look on his emaciated face? The thin fingers raised and pointed at Yang Jian, motioning for Yang Jian to add a cushion to his back.

Yang Jian immediately took a soft cushion, gently supported Zhao Xin's body, put the soft cushion down, and then gently put Zhao Xin's body down, and said, "Your Majesty, why doesn't this medicine work?" It really didn't work, the slave went to find a prescription, the slave heard yesterday that Zheng Guogong was also seriously ill in the past, and the imperial doctor called it, so it was always not good, and then he found a home remedy, and only took a few medicines to get rid of the disease at once, which shows that the imperial doctor may not be reliable. Zhao Ji shook his head with difficulty, and said lightly: "I know my body, I am not suffering from incurable diseases, this is the ...... of running out of oil."

Yang Jian burst into tears and said, "How can Your Majesty say such frustrating words? Your Majesty's dragon body is safe, but it is infected with the wind and cold......"

Zhao Ji said: "King Fang has been here, hasn't he?" ”

Yang Jian nodded.

Zhao Bei sighed and said, "I'm too crazy for this imperial brother...... Originally, he had already been jumping around in Quanzhou, but now he is closed all day long, which means that he is actually worried about me. But I don't want to see him, do you know why? ”

Yang Jian looked like he was listening, hunched over and tried to poke his head in, wiping his tears with his sleeves.

Zhao Xin breathed a few times before he said, "How can I see him like this?" His temperament is giggling when he sees him, how can I be kind enough to see him crying at me? Don't see it, it's annoying. ”

Yang Jian nodded heavily and said, "Your Majesty will not see if you don't see it." ”

"I have many people who want to see me, and there are many people in Quanzhou who are anxious to see me, such as An Ning, such as my princes, and my emperor's grandson, but I have made up my mind, and no one will see me."

Zhao Ji regained some strength and said quietly: "Has Shen Ao arrived in Quanzhou?" Didn't you say earlier that you had arrived in Suzhou and Hangzhou? ”

"It should be almost there."

Zhao Ji said in a deep voice: "I have to see him, and I have a lot of things to explain." He is now an auxiliary king, and now that I think about it, I don't know whether this is right or an anchor, he is a restless person, and he has the same temperament as the king of Jin, and he loves ......to make trouble" Zhao Ji was angry, and said lightly: "I can tolerate them, can the prince do it?" No! I know the prince's temperament. He can't tolerate sand in his limits, if I do nothing, sooner or later, one day, the Queen Mother, King Jin, and Shen Ao will all be convicted, and An Ning is afraid that he will also be implicated, so I ...... I would rather take on the responsibility of the society and arrange this aftermath, I hope that the prince will be a little jealous of Shen Ao in the future, as long as the prince does not move, I know that Shen Ao will never let me down. ”

Yang Jian was speechless, whimpering and sobbing.

Zhao Ji's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of fear: "In fact, what I am most afraid of is death, after death, I don't know what it will be like, I always feel that I can't live enough...... Look, didn't you send good news a few days ago? Our Great Song Dynasty's foundation has been preserved, and now it is expanding the territory and raising its eyebrows, if Shen Ao really has different intentions, can I control him? ”

The logic of Zhao Ji's speech began to be a little confused, quite a little incompatible, but this last sentence is not wrong, 200,000 sailors are in the north, 200,000 Liao troops have surrendered, in addition to hundreds of thousands of Xia troops, hundreds of thousands of supporting troops, plus the submission of various ethnic groups, the mobilization of millions of troops and horses, it is just a gesture for Shen Ao, this auxiliary king is actually just a name, if Shen Ao really wants to be Cao Cao, who can stop him - but Shen Ao didn't, he still came back, this alone is enough for Zhao Xin to be pleased.

Zhao Ji's temperament is different from other emperors, perhaps it is because of Zhao Xin that Shen Ao was created as an auxiliary king, if he was replaced by other emperors, Shen Ao had already died ten times or twenty times, but Zhao Ji was a poet, a top painter, one of the best calligraphers in the world, and a good bower, the only shortcoming was not a good emperor, because of this, he let Cai Jing govern the affairs of the three provinces, the original rule of the Great Song Dynasty was the division of power among the three provinces, but Zhao Xin did not think so, and handed over all the authority of the world to Cai Jing, It is precisely because of this that Cai Jing has the power of the country. And now, Zhao Ji has repeated his old skills and made an auxiliary king, in fact, it is the same reason as governing the three provinces, Zhao Ji trusts, so he can do it without reservation.

Zhao Xin seemed to be extremely tired, and after saying a few words, he fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Yang Jian collected his tears, carefully folded the brocade quilt for him, and then cautiously withdrew from the dormitory, and greeted a chamberlain who walked over quickly, and said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness the Auxiliary King has arrived." ”

Yang Jian became excited for a moment and said, "Where are the people?" ”

"It's coming."

Yang Jian said: "There is no need to report, just ask His Highness to come to the dormitory, go quickly." ”

Shen Ao is finally here...... Yang Jian had mixed feelings in his heart, these days, he was worried in this palace, worried about Zhao Xin's body on the one hand, and his net worth and life on the other hand, and now, Shen Ao, the little ancestor, has finally returned.

Yang Jian rubbed his hands, first went to the ear room and waited for a while, there was footsteps outside, and he heard a whisper: "Your Highness......"

Two words, Yang Jian immediately walked out quickly, and sure enough, he saw Shen Ao wearing a new dragon costume and walked over quickly, Yang Jian quickly greeted him, and said, "Shen Ao ......"

Shen Ao also hurried his steps, and immediately said, "How is Your Majesty?" Can I see you now? ”

Yang Jian said: "Your Majesty has just fallen asleep, and go to the ear room to sit, and when Your Majesty wakes up, go in and talk." ”

Shen Ao sighed wistfully and nodded, "Great." ”

The two silently entered the ear chamber and asked someone to serve tea, Shen Ao looked a little tired, rubbed his temples and said, "I'm only afraid of hard work these days, Lord Taishan." ”

Yang Jian smiled bitterly: "Hard work can't be talked about, this is the duty of the miscellaneous family, but it is the prince who worries the miscellaneous family, now that the prince has ascended the throne, it is a foregone conclusion, Shen Ao, after the prince ascends the throne, I am only afraid of ......"

Shen Ao said coldly: "Don't pay attention to it for the time being, let him get away for a few days first, if he is willing to live with me without incident, if he really eats lard and blinds his heart, I am not easy to deceive." ”

Seeing Shen Ao's fearless look, Yang Jian's heart was half relieved, and he said, "You are still the same, and the king of heaven is not afraid." ”

Shen Ao's face showed a worried smile, and said: "If I were timid, I wouldn't have today, others say that I am Shen Lengzi, but I don't know that people sometimes have to pretend to be crazy and stupid, others see you as a fool, in fact, you are smarter than anyone else, only such people are often the most terrifying." ”

Shen Ao smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: "I'm tired of traveling long distances, so I'm tired of it, so let's just rest here for a while, and go to see him when His Majesty wakes up." ”

Shen Ao was thinking in his heart: The long journey is not tiring, but it is the torture that makes people tired.

Yang Jian immediately ordered someone to clean up a bedroom and led Shen Ao to rest.

Shen Ao was really tired to the extreme, and he was afraid that Zhao Ji would wake up halfway, so he refused to even take off his clothes, so he only kicked his boots and fell asleep.

I don't know how much time passed, Yang Jian whispered in Shen Ao's ear: "Wake up quickly...... Wake up soon......"

Shen Ao had something hidden in his heart, but he didn't lie in bed, he got up quickly, and asked, "What?" Your Majesty woke up? ”

Chief Yang Jianjaw nodded and said, "Your Majesty heard that you are coming, Long Yan Dayue, tell you to come over immediately." ”

Shen Ao put on his boots, jumped down, didn't even have time to get dressed, and quickly went to the dormitory, and when he arrived outside the dormitory, he took a deep breath, seemed to hesitate, and seemed to feel a little sad, and sighed heavily before crossing the threshold.

The palace lights are shining, and the light is dim; The light gauze curtain obscures the view, bringing a bit of haze.

The wooden window against the south wall was opened a little, and the night breeze blew the curtain tremblingly, and outside the wooden window was a bright moon, the moonlight was bright and clean, like a silver plate.

It's just that at this time, Shen Ao was not interested in looking at the night and the full moon at all. Walking in step by step, even my heart couldn't help but jump wildly.

Before the curtain, Shen Ao felt even more sad, if in the past, when he came to the audience, Zhao Xin was mostly lying on the desk, or holding a pen, or leaning on a chair to look at the scroll, at that time, it was also a long time not to see, presumably Zhao Xin's mood must have been full of hope and joy. But now...... His Majesty the Emperor who is holding the scroll and holding the pen has exhausted the last trace of strength, is His Majesty the Emperor still in joy at this moment?

Zhao Bei's thoughts, Shen Ao couldn't guess, but Shen Ao knew that his heart was like a lead stone, the things that were stuck in his throat couldn't swallow and couldn't spit out, and the hot liquid swirled in his eyes, wanting to get out of his sockets, but Shen Ao endured it and refused to let them out no matter what.

"A manly man can't cry, he has to laugh, laugh!"

Shen Ao said this in his heart, and only then did he reluctantly squeeze out a little smile, this smile was not as clear as when he was in a good mood, nor was it as hypocritical as when he dealt with the color preparers, and he smiled very reluctantly, just like the person on the sickbed owed him a butt of debt, and he continued to pay credit by digging his nostrils.

"Minister Shen Ao is late, please forgive your majesty......" Shen Ao knelt down with a pout, what man has gold under his knees, let him hell with it.

The sickbed seemed to move, and then Zhao Bei's weak voice came out: "Come here......"

Shen Ao got up, walked over quickly, unveiled the curtain, and finally saw Zhao Ji's face clearly by the light of the palace lamp, this is a thin and sickly face, the eyes that used to be vigorous have lost their luster, just like all the old people who are dying of old age, with a kind of reluctance and nostalgia.

"You're finally here, and I shouldn't be able to see you for the last time."

Shen Ao sat on the edge of the collapse, carefully put Zhao Xin's outstretched hand back into the brocade quilt, and said: "The minister didn't dare to delay for a day when he heard the will, and rushed back day and night. Is Your Majesty feeling better? ”

Zhao Xin was like a stubborn old man, but he still put his hand out of the quilt, put it on Shen Ao's lap, and said: "Okay, better, a few days ago, I heard that you were in Dading again, and you got rid of the big trouble for the Great Song Dynasty, and my illness has improved a little, and I don't seem to be able to do it, so there are some things that must be explained to you, you don't speak, don't cry, just listen to me." ”

Shen Ao nodded silently.

Zhao Ji said: "After I die, you must remember to treat the Queen Mother well, treat the King of Jin and An Ning and Zi Yu well, I have entrusted these dear people to you, do you understand?" ”

Shen Ao nodded again.

Zhao Ji sighed, then he felt a little satisfied, and continued: "As for the prince...... After I died, you held my coffin and took the princes and princes of Quanzhou back to Bianjing for burial, and since then, you have left Bianjing forever, and the prince can't help you. ”

Shen Ao nodded again, his heart moved, and he wanted to tell the warlock about it, but immediately, he dispelled this idea gloomily, on the one hand, the warlock had no ironclad evidence to prove that it was related to the prince, and on the other hand, Shen Ao really couldn't bear to tell this cruel truth to an old man who was still dying.

Shen Ao actually had a strange idea now, he just wanted Zhao Ji to die peacefully, those conspiracies and tricks, those cruel facts, all of which were borne by himself.

Though...... Saying it now is of great benefit to Shen Ao, but Shen Ao just can't say it, he looked at Zhao Xin gloomily, nodded silently, and said, "The minister knows." ”

Zhao Xin's face was even more pleased, patted Shen Ao's knee with his hand, and said again and again: "Okay, very good......"

(To be continued)