Fu Jiuqu returned to Tianshui Pavilion, and it was already more exposed.

Xin Yi hadn't fallen asleep yet, seeing that he was covered in the severe cold of winter snow, his hands were cold, so he hurriedly opened the tent, called the girl to prepare water, and then got up with his clothes on.

Fu Jiuqu stopped her, "It's cold at night, you go to sleep." ”

Xin Yi looked at him, his body stiffened slightly, "What happened?" ”

Fu Jiuqu's eyelids were raised, and a wisp of coolness gradually appeared on his handsome face. Xin Yi stared at him suspiciously, and for a long time, he sat on the side of the bed and told the truth about the secret report.

Xin Yi was stunned, which was tantamount to thunder from the sky.

Fu Jiuqu's voice was low, and he explained the key points to her.

"There is a lot of change between the DPRK and China, and I have to go back to Beijing."

Xin Yi took a deep breath.

"You forgot, if the official family has issued an order, you can't return to Beijing without an edict."

"I can't manage so many ......" Fu Jiuqu held her hands, his expression was cold, and his voice was as cold as ice, "At present, the situation in Beijing is chaotic, Dali dignitaries, courtiers shirk, and the official family cannot do political affairs." There is chaos in the palace, and the Great Song Dynasty will be chaotic......"

"It can't be messed up." Xin Yi calmly leaned in front of the bed and looked at him and said boldly: "When you return to Beijing, my uncle's illness is probably cured." ”

Fu Jiuqu: "How do you know?" ”

Xin Yi quickly deduced the plot in her mind, and her memory told her that Zhao Guan's family got better from this illness in February, and then there was no lingering sickbed, it was more like a game in the whirlpool of power.

But what is the truth of the facts, the history books can't tell clearly, and the plot is even more ambiguous, inconclusive, and deliberately leads people to speculate.

After all, some people say that the disease of the Zhao family is inherited in families, and Taizong's eldest sons, Zhao Yuanzuo and Zhenzong, have similar symptoms. As soon as the onset of the disease is unconscious, it is either gibberish or language barriers. According to legend, on the day of Renzong's burial, Zhao Zongshi, who had just succeeded to the throne, also suddenly fell ill and ran wildly in the main hall, like a madman......

Xin Yi also had doubts about this, but she didn't diagnose it herself, she didn't dare to draw conclusions, let alone talk about the Son of Heaven in front of Fu Jiuqu, she only told him what she knew in the way of "history".

"Now it seems that the current events are the same as history, and your uncle can't have an accident......"

Fu Jiuqu sighed after hearing this, but he still couldn't let go, "It's naturally good to be as you said." However, things are changing rapidly, and they are no longer what you saw at the beginning, so how dare I take risks? ”

Xin Yi sat in the quilt, but his body was a little cold.

The plot is the plot, the truth is the truth, in case something happens to Zhao Zhen or Zhao Yuqing, Fu Jiuqu may complain about himself for the rest of his life. As a son of man, her mother is still in Beijing, and she can imagine how eager Fu Jiuqu is at this time.

Xin Yi looked at his face, "Why don't you explore the truth first and then make a decision?" ”

Stabilize your hand first, maybe there will be news in Beijing in two days, Zhao Zhen is well?

"Euonymus is a steady person, and if it is not urgent, it will not pass on words like that. Eleven, there are great changes in the palace. ”

Fu Jiuqu was obviously not as optimistic as Xin Yi.

"I have to go back to Beijing and leave tomorrow."

Xin Yi listened to his low and firm voice, looked away, nodded, and lay back in the bed, silent.

Fu Jiuqu came back from washing, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and kissed her gently behind her ear, without speaking. Xin Yi shrank into his arms, and when his body warmed up, he reflected it again and wrapped it around his waist.

Hug each other and snort, you look at me, I look at you, relatively speechless.

When the sky was bright, Xin Yi fell asleep.

Fu Jiuqu sent his subordinates, talked secretly in the study for two hours, and went to the yamen to arrange government affairs in the afternoon. By the evening, Sun Huai had already helped him pack his luggage. A travel dress, strong clothes and trousers, well-dressed, walked in front of Xin Yi, full of guilt and warmth.

"Eleven, are you angry with me?"

"It's good to know."

Xin Yi's brows frowned almost imperceptibly, glared at him, and said helplessly: "Since you have made up your mind, I won't stop you." It's just that when you go to Bianjing, you must take care of yourself, don't be reckless, go early and return early! ”

How could Fu Jiuqu not know that she was worried about herself? In her smile, all his feigned calmness came to naught, and he didn't care about his subordinates at his side, he stretched out his arms and hugged the little lady into his arms, lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance in her hair, pecked and kissed a few times, and his voice was hoarse and helpless.

"I can't stand you and the envy fish. But there is one thing I want you to remember: I am going to Bianjing, if I don't come back......"

"Shhhh What stupid things to say? Xin Yi stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, with an expression of laziness to pay attention to him, very dissatisfied, "Believe me, there will be nothing big in Jingzhong, you just need to be careful and sneak, don't let people detect your whereabouts and attract suspicion." ”

Officials who are released abroad are not allowed to return to Beijing without an edict, and it is very inappropriate for him to go back at this time, but Xin Yi asked himself, it is difficult to change his relatives, and he probably can't take care of it so much......

"I understand." Fu Jiuqu hugged her narrow waist tightly, his knuckles tightened more and more, and he was reluctant to let go of half a minute.

"Eleven, I'm ashamed to ...... you"

"Don't talk about that, we're husband and wife. Advance and retreat together, and you are not afraid of anything. Xin Yi stroked his back, sensing the man's strong mood swings, silent, and added in a low voice.

"When you return to Beijing this time, I still have two things to tell you."

"You say." Fu Jiuqu's voice was a little inquiring.

Because Xin Yi was too serious, so serious that he couldn't take what she said as ordinary nagging.

"First, there will be a flood in Beijing in May, so my mother can plan early."

"Second, tell your father-in-law that you should move to a higher place in advance to avoid disaster, and even if your home is affected, you should not go to Daxiangguo Temple to avoid flooding......"

"The second point is especially important to remember."

Her eyes sparkled, and her little face looked extremely cold.

Fu Jiuqu wanted to say something, but he smiled before he could say anything.

"If I say this, they are afraid that they will mistakenly think that I have met a strange fairy and fallen into an evil spirit."

Xin Yi also smiled, "Then you don't want to intimidate them, just say that you have the guidance of a master." Make up some more stories to scare them into obedience. ”

Fu Jiuqu sighed softly, the gloom in his eyes receded slightly, and his eyebrows showed a little indifference, "How can there be any masters, I just tell them that this is the meaning of Eleven, and they understand." ”

"Never." Xin Yi said seriously: "This is not a joke, Brother Jiu must take it seriously." ”

Fu Jiuqu looked at the eagerness in her eyes and held her hand.

"Understand, you are waiting for my good news in Yangzhou, take care of yourself and Xianyu."

The palm of his hand was clenched by him, and there was an itchy warmth.

Xin Yi hummed softly, "Xianyu and I are waiting for you to come back in Yangzhou." ”

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Fu Jiuqu left in the early hours of the morning.

Before dawn, the wind and snow were very heavy, and Yangzhou City ushered in the extremely cold weather since the beginning of winter. Fu Jiuqu didn't alarm Xin Yi, who pretended to be asleep, went to kiss Xianyu, led the horse out of the corner gate.

There was only one Cheng Cang who went to Beijing with him.

Xin Yi only got up after he left, the child was in the small bed, staring, and he didn't cry when he was woken up by his father. Xin Yi saw him dancing with his hands, but he wanted to cry.

She bit her lower lip, and suddenly couldn't help but feel sad and chased after her desperately. The wind and snow filled the dark sky, and the two men had disappeared into the wind and snow.

"Ninth Brother ......"

Xin Yi stretched out his hand and touched the snowflakes in the sky.

"Have a safe journey."

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The first month of the third year of Zhihe is destined to be a turbulent month.

Since Zhao Zhen fell ill in the main hall, he thought that this was because God was dissatisfied with him, so he lowered the punishment, so he changed the yuan to "Jiayou".

Yes, the edict was issued to the world, and the third year was the first year of Jiayou.

Jiayou means blessing and God blessing.

Since the official family fell ill and did not go to the court, the ministers of civil and military affairs went to the small hall of the inner east gate one by one to inquire about the condition of the official family and the affairs of the court and China. Zhao Zhen didn't see anyone else, but sent Prime Minister Wen Yanbo to him and asked him to issue an amnesty.

Soon, Wen Yanbo issued an amnesty.

The world is amnesty, praying for the blessing of the official family.

So, after a stalemate for several months, the envoys of Dali took Gaominglou out of Bianjing.

At this time, the Zhao official family was no longer able to deal with political affairs, and all major matters were decided by the two governments through consultation, which was called "Imperial Decree Implementation".

As a result, chaos reigned in the DPRK and China.

Zhang Mao committed suicide and apologized, and Empress Cao was embarrassed and angry, so in order to avoid suspicion, she did not go to Funing Hall again. Then he had the right to know that the king of Kaifeng Mansion knocked on the door of the palace at night, saying that someone had accused Du Yu of wanting to rebel and wanted to be arrested and interrogated.

On the grounds that "there is a catastrophe in heaven", the two Si Tianguan asked the ministers of the two provinces to let Empress Cao handle government affairs together, and they were reprimanded by the two governments.

The three of them discussed privately, set up Jiao and prayed for Zhao Guan's family in the Daqing Palace, burned incense all night, and at the same time, set up a curtain in the west of the big bed hall for the two mansions to rest.

There has never been a precedent for the two provinces to stay in the palace. After getting the news, Shi Zhicong, the deputy governor of the house, was very unhappy, but he was forced to regress due to the pressure of the two governments, and so far, the three prime ministers Wen Yanbo, Liu Xin, and Fu Bi moved into the Daqing Palace to preside over the overall situation. The Auxiliary Minister went to the Inner Court on the 5th to greet him once and report on state affairs.

However, at this time, the Zhao Guanjia was delirious and could not even speak.

In later history, this paragraph only briefly mentions what happened between Zhao Guanjia and Empress Cao, and what role Zhang Mao played in it.

But there is one thing that the courtiers know well.

Since the official family is sick, the palace has been turbulent. The official family and the saint are out of harmony, and the focus of the dispute is still on the "storage position". A supreme dragon chair, the tilting of forces from all sides, is the root cause of this great change.

Xin Yi: This crutch is killing me, I really want to smoke him.

Fu Jiuqu: Eleven just understands me, and the so-called confidante is like that......

Reader: She said she wanted to hit you!

Fu Jiuqu: I know her heart and love me so much.

(End of chapter)