"Then these ministers are really not authentic, leaving the Son of Heaven, leaving us and other people, and running for their lives!" The little man said hatefully.

"Isn't it?" The shopkeeper was also full of complaints: "They have fiefs and goods, and they show off their power in the royal city of Hojing on weekdays, but when something happens, they smear the soles of their feet with oil and run away." It's just that I and other people have suffered and have nowhere to go, and they are reluctant to earn this little industry in the city. Alas! I can only endure to the end, and I can only die here!"

Zhao Bohu came out of the teahouse angrily, although he was wearing a hat, Mi Bo, who had been accustomed to waiting for him for many years, still felt the suppressed resentment in his master's heart from his slightly stiff body movements. So he cautiously stepped forward and took the initiative to ask, "Did Xiangye see the ox convoy of Duke Zhou's mansion?"

"You brothers must have known about this, right?" Zhao Bohu asked coldly. The cyan curtain of the hood shook slightly.

Mi Bo arched his hand, licked his lips, and said in a low voice: "Xiangye, that is, in the past two or three days, all the families in this city have left with their families, most of them went to Fengyi, and some went to Luoyi from the east to Hangu. Don't say it's them, it's the rich businessmen who have some tricks, and they're also packing up and getting ready to leave."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Zhao Bohu raised his voice, and the cyan gauze shook violently.

"Xiangye, you have been working too hard these days, there are more than ten boxes of official documents to be approved every day, and you have to arrange for the guards of the palace and the transportation of materials, so you can only sleep for one or two hours a day. Our brothers thought that the plague had not yet spread beyond the royal city, and that they were leaving, so let them go. In the event of an accident, wouldn't it be better to have as few people in this city as possible?" Miber always spoke so honestly.

"But how can the people not panic when their families flee like this? If they bring the epidemic to Fengyi and bring it out of Hanguguan, won't they want to spread it all over the world?" Zhao Bohu stomped his foot in annoyance.

"It's not ------, it's hard to find even a mouse in this city, it shouldn't be, Xiangye is too worried!" Mi Bo raised his eyelids, pursed his lips and said, "However, the sons in the mansion are still too young, should Xiangye send the little sons to Fengyi as well?"

Zhao Bohu turned around suddenly, froze for a moment, seemed to remember something important, and said sharply, "Home!"

In the courtyard where the acacia trees are in full bloom, occasionally a few crimson butterfly-like acacia flowers fall from the trees, fluttering and falling on the stone table in the courtyard, and falling on the scattered bamboo chips.

Zhao Ji sat on the drum stool next to the stone table, and repeatedly corrected the monthly usage of the month in the house several times, but there were always a few things that did not match. She was a little frustrated and threw the bamboo piece in her hand. The three children playing in the court saw that their mother was in a bad mood, and they didn't dare to play naughty.

A daughter-in-law dressed in a suit ran in happily and replied with a smile: "Mrs. Hui, Xiangye's carriage has returned, and the coachman said that Xiangye is going to walk on the long street and will return to the house soon."

Hearing this, Zhaoji's face was overjoyed: "So, the king has promised to pardon General Ziliang? Hurry, quickly call the water room to prepare a medicinal bath, maybe Xiangye hasn't had lunch yet, quickly ask the kitchen to prepare Xiangye's favorite dishes------

After being busy for a long time, seeing that it was already sunset, Zhao Bohu entered the courtyard. The children had already gathered around and were bouncing around to talk to their father. The eldest son, Zhao Sui, was three years old, and he was holding a small bamboo stick and had to pull his father to the sand table to read the words he had just written. The daughter is still young and can't walk yet, so she is held by the nurse.

He took off the hood from his husband's head and let the maid take it. Zhao Bohu saw his children around his knees, and he also showed a rare smile, patting his son's little hand: "Sui'er learned three more words today? It's amazing!"

He kissed his daughter, bent down and hugged his two-year-old father. Looking closely, this child really looks more and more like his mother, Queen Fanji, and he is also an ordinary slender eyebrow and long eyes, which is not without similarities with his eldest brother Ji Hu. But Ji Hu is resolute, and although the emperor's father is young, he has seen that he is a quiet and gentle character, which is far from his brother.

"Father!" The imperial father screamed in a milky voice, stretched out his little hand and touched Zhao Bohu's face: "Why is Father wearing a hat? The royal father will wear it too!"

"Good! Ask the embroidery lady in the house to make you a small hat, what color does the emperor want?" Zhao Bohu is particularly patient today

Heart.

"Cyan, just like Father!"

"I want it too, I want it too." Summoning screamed on tiptoe.

"Good!" Zhao Bohu smiled: "One person, one top, no one can be missing!"

"Alright, alright, all down! Your father has just returned, and he hasn't even breathed a breath! Let's go in with the nurse!" Zhaoji smiled and told the children to go in and clean their faces and prepare for dinner.

"Can this trip go smoothly, husband?" Zhao Ji poured tea and greeted softly.

"Hmm." Zhao Bohu answered, and at a glance he caught a glimpse of the bamboo chips on the table, which were placed in a rather messy place. After all, after a few years of husband and wife, he frowned and asked, "Madame has something on her mind?"

Zhao Jisu's hand trembled slightly, and he sneered: "I can't hide anything from my husband, and the concubine does have something to discuss with her husband." After speaking, with a wave of their hands, the maids bowed their heads and retreated, and only the husband and wife were left in the courtyard.

"Tell me, what?" Zhao Bohu opened the steaming tea cup and gently blew the tea leaves that were still tumbling.

Zhaoji also sat down on the side, gently cleaned up the calculations that had been set up on the table, and said softly, "The concubine heard that the big families in the city have ten rooms and nine emptiness, and they have all gone to Fengyi to avoid the epidemic in the palace."

"So what?" Zhao Bohu raised his eyebrows and asked.

Zhao Ji gritted his teeth and said bluntly: "The concubine knows that the husband is in danger of the king's safety, and she can't avoid the disaster and escape. Husband and wife are one, life and death are together, and concubines should advance and retreat with their husbands. However, the concubine was only worried about the children------ Sui'er, the little sister, and the imperial father, they were all too young, and the concubine was worried that she would not be able to protect them well, so that she could not sleep at night------

Seeing that tears were already flashing in his wife's eyes, Zhao Bohu couldn't help but be moved, he put down the teacup, stretched out his hand to caress his wife's back, and said softly: "I am also a father, and I love my son the same as my wife. However, if I send the children to Fengyi like the second prince of the Zhou Festival, what will the people of Hokyo think? Also, what about the king? The Son of Heaven Shetai Temple Annex, resolutely moved into the royal city where the epidemic spread, in order to stabilize people's hearts. How can I, the Zhao clan, only think about my own family and abandon the king and the community? I hope Madame will think about it!"

Zhaoji sobbed in her husband's arms for a while, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and resolutely replied: "My husband is responsible for the world on one shoulder, and I, as a wife, cannot share state affairs with you, so I can only take care of family affairs and not let my husband be distracted by family affairs. The matter of moving to Fengyi will never be mentioned again! It's just ------."

She pursed her lips and whispered, "It's just that the imperial father------ he is the youngest son born to the queen's aunt, and the concubine is afraid that if the epidemic really spreads out of the palace------ she didn't dare to say any more.

"Madame, don't worry about this matter, I will tell Uncle Mi to do it------" Zhao Bohu lowered his voice and said a call, Zhao Ji couldn't help nodding, and finally said: "Husband, don't worry, this matter is kept secret in the house, and it will never leak the slightest rumor."

Zhao Bohu nodded: "Just in case, madam, from now on, you will take Sui'er and your little sister to live in the backyard, except for the personal maid, the rest of the people are not allowed to enter or leave." All the food and drink are provided from outside, and I run around every day, just in case, and from tomorrow, I will not go into the backyard until the matter settles. What do you think?"

"Very good." Zhaoji nodded, and glanced up at her husband: "My sister-in-law Meng Ji is already pregnant, can you invite her to live in the backyard with her to take care of her?"

"Madame will arrange it herself, but you don't need to get too close to her."

In the middle of the night, at the north gate of Beijing, a cart with copper curtains slowly approached.

"Stop! The gates of the city have been unlocked, and if you want to get out of the city, you have to wait for tomorrow!" The doorman forced his sleepy eyes and shouted.

An old man in his forties got out of the car, and the doorman suddenly smiled and said, "Isn't this the uncle of the Prime Minister's family? How? Is there something important for the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Uncle Mi took out a jade plaque from his arms and handed it over: "According to the secret order of the Prime Minister, there is something important to go out of the city at midnight!" I would like to ask the military master to make it easier."

The doorman checked that it was correct, and turned around and said, "Open the door and let it go!"

In the boundless night, the city gate opened a gap that only allowed one car to enter and exit, and greeted the starlight in the sky, and the chariots went out of the city, looking north------

Compared with the panic of Hokyo's people, there is a lot of silence

Shi Fengyi is lively.

A piece of royal family outside the palace, covering an area of more than 300 acres, is bordered by surging water in the south, is close to the Cangmang Plateau in the north, and faces the peaks in the south, which can be called a place of beauty. Although Fengyi Palace is not large, it is extremely solid and heavy, with a large brick and stone house with black roofs and white walls and steep eaves, which is very simple and magnificent.

The verdant mountain paths, the turquoise poolside, and the nobles from Hokyo wander everywhere. They may wander in the greens, or raft in the pond, or gather to discuss, or look at the green mountains from afar, and marvel at the beauty of the mountains and rivers, but also reveal a faint unease.

By the pool, Zhou Gongding and Sai Gonggao guarded the tea stove and tasted it unintentionally, each holding a pottery cup that had already become cold in both hands, and discussing it with or without a match.

"Brother Zhou, I waited for nothing like this, and then left Beijing in a panic, will the king settle the account with our autumn queen in the future?" Sai Gonggao looked a little apprehensive.

"What?" The corners of Zhou Gongding's mouth rose slightly sarcastically: "Scared? Since the brother of the sacrifice has been fighting the well field invasion case, he has become much less daring? Where is the original momentum that is not afraid of heaven and earth?"

The priest was instinctively a little stunned, suppressed it, and replied stupidly, "Can you not be afraid? More than ten of the fiefdoms were beheaded, and half of the clan's fields and cities were confiscated, and the family's consumption shrank instantly. How about resting on you?"