The chamberlain Jia hurriedly walked forward and knelt on the ground, and apologized repeatedly: "The minister was ordered to go to Xuanning Palace on an errand, but he didn't have time to return to the king, and he was guilty of capital crime!"

"Xuanning Palace------ Gu is saying that Lord Sima is good?" Ji Hu pretended to ask calmly, but his heart couldn't help but tighten a little.

"General Ziliang is all right, he has taken off the shackles and sent him to live alone in the district for a few days, and then he can come and thank the king."

"Oh! That's good." Ji Hu was a little relieved, and suddenly glanced at the woman with the hair scattered, her eyebrows and body seemed to be a little familiar, and asked, "Who is this woman?"

"What ------ she" the waiter's eyes flickered slightly: "She is the personal maid of the Queen Mother, named Uncle Concubine."

"What?" Ji Hu was taken aback: "Xuanning Palace actually has surviving palace people? Or is it the personal maid of the queen?"

"Ah------ yes, the king really has a good memory!" The chamberlain didn't dare to raise his head at all, and his heart was like a drum-----

Ji Hu is so smart, after a little thought, he knew the gist of this, stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "I remember that Imperial Doctor Hu has always said that he is infected with the epidemic, and the medicine stone is difficult to save. Why is her personal maid okay? Also, all the infected palace people in the palace couldn't survive for five days, why did the queen drag on for more than half a month? What the hell is going on?"

"This, this minion doesn't know wow! Imperial Physician Hu is dead, and the cause is unknown!" The chamberlain Jia kept kowtowing.

"Say!" Ji Hu grabbed him by the collar and asked sharply, "What kind of disease does the queen have? If you don't tell the truth, you will be punished as a deception!"

The waiter Jia's eyes fluttered, and he made a calculation in his heart: Anyway, King Zhou hated poisoning Eyao, and he would not really hate himself for this matter, not to mention that he still had ------ He touched the inside of his robe, and the silk book was still there, so he hardened his heart and admitted with the courage to admit: "King, the slave saw that the woman had been restraining the king, so he asked Imperial Doctor Hu to poison the ginkgo biloba in her medicine. The slave knows that he is guilty of a great sin, and he hopes that the king will spare the slave for the sake of his loyalty."

When he had finished speaking, he prostrated as if he had pounded garlic. Ji Hu squinted his eyes and looked at him, faintly feeling that something seemed wrong. Like the inner servant Jia, an old inner servant who has been immersed in the palace for many years, he has long been alive and well, and he is the king to protect himself. Why is he so bold? It must be something to rely on. He suddenly remembered a rumor that he had faintly heard in the palace.

"Wangcheng Order!"

"The minions are here!"

"The queen is the lady of the main palace who was canonized by the previous king, you dare to collude with the imperial doctor to poison and kill him privately, and you should be punished with Ling Chi!"

Hearing the last two words, the chamberlain Jia was like a thunderbolt, trembling all over, and begging for mercy at the top of his voice, "No, my lord. Slaves do not act on their own initiative, but slaves act according to the edict of the previous king."

Sure enough, life is in danger, and everything is secondary. Ji Hu sneered and stretched out a palm: "Bring it!"

The chamberlain Jia tore open his shirt with a "bang", carefully took out a silk book from the cracked mezzanine, and raised it above his head with a trembling rope: "When the first king was dying, he was worried that the Eshi would be unfavorable to the king in the future, although he was lonely and called the prince. But such a despicable thing, it seems that a righteous gentleman like Zhaogong disdains it, so he handed over this edict to the slaves. It is clearly stated that if the E clan has misdeeds, this woman can be removed on this basis to ensure the peace of the inner palace!"

Ji Hu took the silk book and glanced at it, it was indeed the handwriting of his father King Yi, and his heart couldn't help but feel sour. After all, father and son are connected, thinking that when his father is lingering on the sickbed, he is still bothering to plan for his son, how can he not feel sad and heartbroken? But what should be done about it------

He asked the chamberlain Jia Zhengse, "Can this edict be backed up and archived in Taifu?"

"What? Taifu backup archive?" The inner servant Jia has presided over the inner palace for many years, and he suddenly understood the meaning of Ji Hu. When the edict of the king of Zhou was issued, a copy would be copied and recorded in Taifu for future retrieval. I am a secret edict, what is a secret edict? It is not appropriate to declare the private affairs of the public. How can there be a backup to be checked? If the matter of Eyao happens in the future, I ------

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, his face was pale, and he couldn't say a word.

Ji Hu put the silk book in his sleeve,

He said lightly, "In this case, it is useless for you to keep this edict, so it will be collected by the Lone King."

The chamberlain Jia Rulin was about to be amnestied, kneeling down and crying, "King Xie------

Ji Hu left, and the chamberlain Jia was in a state of confusion, so he hastily handed over his uncle to the Imperial Doctor's Office for calling, and hurried back to his residence. Apprentice Qi Zhong helped him lie down on the kang mat and gently persuaded, "Master, what are you worried about? Looking at the appearance of the Son of Heaven, it is obvious that he acquiesces in this matter!"

"You're still young, what do you know?" The chamberlain Jia sighed and said, "I only understand the deep meaning of the previous king today. He left me a secret edict encouraging me to act boldly. But he clearly knows that the secret edict has no Taifu archive backup, and if something happens in the future, if I take out the secret edict to save my life, it will be a crime of exaggeration; If I don't take it out, then I will bear the crime of poisoning the Queen Mother. He's using me to clear the way from the harem for his son's reign!"

Qi Zhong was in a cold sweat when he heard this, and exclaimed, "In this way, this matter can only be kept secret, Master, and you will have a way to live!" That uncle must die, otherwise this matter will inevitably be leaked. I ------I'm going to go to the middle palace and kill her!"

"Come back!" The chamberlain Jia called back to the apprentice: "She has entered the middle palace, and one foot has stepped into the Yama Palace, you can't go there!" Just stare at it every day, and there are some things that you can't do if you can't do it yourself, you know?"

"Master, the apprentice understands."

Hokyo Long Street was supposed to be the most prosperous place in the whole of Kyoto. The rows of large trading companies all fly high eaves and pavilions, overlapping courtyards, and all of them are more spacious than the official residences of ordinary courtiers. It is a bulk shop, and there are more than a dozen rooms at every turn, and the copper door and copper cabinet are paved with fine stones, which is luxurious and magnificent, and its big store is not the same as the alley merchants.

However, the epidemic of the epidemic in Wangcheng changed the face of Long Street. Originally, the night market was more lively than the day market, but the lights were scattered when the lights were held, the streets were deserted and yellow dust was flying, and cow and horse dung and urine were flowing everywhere, so dirty and smelly that they couldn't get off their feet. Only a few shops are still lit up, and there are still cattle and horses mixed in front of the door, and people are coming and going in a chaotic manner, almost like a scene of fleeing war.

In this situation, since the news of the lockdown of the royal palace spread, the long street has been depressed day by day. But the disappearance of Fengmingtai made the business owners panic and rushed out of the city, and it became such a scene.

However, the depression on Long Street is not a bad thing for some small businesses. For example, the place in the west is called "Pulp Alley". The pulp, light wine, was commonly known as "mash" at the time, and later generations became "mash". The pulp mash is actually fermented rice wine, and there are clouds in "Zhou Li": the six drinks of the Son of Heaven, water, pulp, liquor (sweet wine), liang (water to make wine), medicine (medicinal juice), and succulent (porridge). The pulp can be made into wine in three or two days, and it can only be drunk fresh, and cannot be trafficked over long distances. Naturally, the wine market can only be a small business for locals.

The sky was slightly bright, and there was a sound of "squeak" unloading the door panel, and a man carrying a burden walked out under the water chestnut apricot yellow flag. He walked sleepily to the end of the pulp alley, where there was a deep well, the water of which was said to be sweet and delicious, and which was the most suitable for pulping. More than a dozen sweet rice wine workshops in the alley rely on this well!

Probably the man got up too early today, and no one has started to fetch water. The man secretly screamed luck in his heart, and walked towards the mouth of the well step by step------ when suddenly, he stopped, stared at the mouth of the well with wide eyes, and opened his mouth wide, as if he had seen something extremely terrible.

On the smooth edge of the well, seven or eight rats sat or lay on the ground, some of them spit out red tongues, and some of them made squeaky noises in their mouths------ but they all seemed to have a pair of eyes that glowed faintly red in the dark, which made people look creepy.

"Mouse! It's amazing! There are rats------ "The man shouted, and he threw down the loud noise and the barrel, and ran to his own water shop.

Ho Kyung's peaceful morning was awakened by this frightened roar and fell into an endless nightmare------

In the early morning, the crowd of people entering and leaving the city had gathered inside and outside the city gates of Hojing. Inside the city gates, waiting to leave the city is an endless stream of carts and horses full of pedestrians, like a large river of colorful nomadic tribes. But the people waiting to come in outside the city were fragmented and intermittent, and they were all old Zhou people in red.

People were thinking and anxiously watching------

At this moment, a fast horse came with a scarlet king's banner and a whip, shouting as he galloped: "The Prime Minister has strictly ordered that the four gates of Hojing will be closed from now on, and no entry or exit will be allowed!"

This roar exploded, and people surrounded the riders one after another, and asked one after another, "Why did Sangkook close the four gates? We are businessmen on the long street, and if there is an urgent matter at home in the Central Plains, we must go back!"

"yes, why did you close the gates all of a sudden? Is something wrong with the royal city?"

The rider waved his hand and shouted: "I am only responsible for conveying the order of Xiangguo, since you have business in the city, it is better to go back to the store!"

With a wave of the Vermilion King Flag, a group of iron-clad soldiers came down from the city, all holding halberds, ready to arrest the troublemakers at any time. With such a posture, I don't know the specific reason, although people are reluctant to do so, but they are forced to return by coercion.

Under the poplar forest in the study outside the Zhaogong Mansion, there are already red leaves everywhere, and the branches are hideous. Zhao Bohu has been wandering around here for a while, facing the cold morning breeze, and his spirit has been sluggish for days. From the day of the confinement of Xuanning Palace, he knew that this day would come sooner or later, and he had been preparing for it.