The Scumbag of Fast Transmigration Guide to Self-Help

Chapter 443 Setting 39 The Deathly Power Official Wants to Be a Good Man (21)

The weather is getting colder and daylight is getting later and later.

Zhao Jing was sympathetic to his ministers and deliberately postponed the morning time by an hour.

Even so, the civil and military officials of the imperial court still dare not slack off in the slightest.Every day, I get up before dawn to take a bath, take a carriage to Donghuamen, and wait for the morning court.

I don't know if it's their delusion, Mr. Ji seems to be getting paler and paler these days, and the bones of his body seem to be more and more brittle, like that fragile porcelain.

No, just after the beginning of autumn, Mr. Ji put a fur coat on his body.

Yan Yun also noticed this, and couldn't help but remind him to pay attention to his body.

After thanking Yuan Jin, he floated out of Donghua Gate, but before he was helped into the carriage by his servants, he fainted under the witness of all his colleagues.

That night, the emperor and the imperial concubine visited Ji Mansion in person.

Ji Qiuwei, who was dressed according to the rank of concubine, had a little more dignity on her body, and her words also had a deterrent force, "Uncle Quan, what do you think is the matter with your lord's body?"

Ah Quan lowered his head and didn't dare to answer, Yuan Jin hurriedly acted like an elder to comfort his "daughter", "I'm fine, it's just that I ate some ice fruit for the cold a few days ago, and my body couldn't bear it. It's okay. of."

But he has a good face, and his "daughter" looks like the same generation, and he loses some strength when speaking.

Ji Qiuwei was really worried about his condition, and there was more complaining in her words, "You are an adult, how can you have the same temper as a child. The principle of maintaining health at all times and not being greedy for food and drink is what you once taught me."

"Ahem..." Yuan Jin looked at the emperor who had not said a word.

Zhao Jing held the imperial concubine's hand, concealed his suspicious eyes, and said softly, "President Ji didn't mean to get sick on purpose. I just sent an imperial doctor to take care of her."

After being an emperor for two years, he has learned to hide his emotions and anger.

"Yes. No matter how stupid I am, I will never make fun of my body." Yuan Jin spoke with a smile, but suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ah Quan, who was pushed to the farthest edge by the crowd, rushed over, hurriedly wiped the blood from the corners of his lips for his master, and said, "Master, this is the third time you have vomited blood this month."

"Master Ji vomited blood before?" Zhao Jing's ear caught the point.

"The first time my lord vomited blood was three years ago, on the day the late emperor passed away." Ah Quan dared not look directly at Shengyan, and replied with lowered eyes.

"Why didn't you say it then?" Ji Qiu gave Ah Quan a slight look.

After entering the palace, she has cultivated her body and mind for a long time.But at this time, all the rules and etiquette were left behind.

"I didn't let them say it." Yuan Jin coughed twice again, with blood streaming down the corners of his lips, making his brows so breathtakingly beautiful.

"I will summon the imperial physician to come here now." Zhao Jing hurriedly asked the father-in-law beside him to return to the palace to deliver the decree, but someone grabbed his wrist.

"Your majesty, it's time for you to return to the palace. Otherwise, it doesn't make sense." Seeing that he was still unwilling to leave after finishing speaking, Yuan Jin threatened self-destructively, "If you don't return to the palace tonight, I will never leave again. Take medicine and die in this mansion directly."

"Ji Yuanjin, you're really good." Zhao Jing said three times in a row, and then ruthlessly grabbed the imperial concubine's hand and left.

There were no visitors in front of the bed, and it returned to its original deserted state. Ah Quan knelt down and held his master's finger, crying emotionally, "Don't ever abandon Ah Quan. Without you, Ah Quan will count his wealth every day." Silver Mountain will not be happy."

"Don't worry. I won't leave you behind." Yuan Jin's throat sweetened, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Master...Master..." Ah Quan patted him on the back, his eyes becoming more and more confused.

After returning to the palace, Zhao Jing went straight back to the imperial study.

"Wei Yun. You send someone to find Li Weiyi who served in front of the late emperor. I have something to ask him."

On the night of his ascension to the throne, Wei Yun appeared in his bedroom, and he learned that the late emperor had such a blood guard who could investigate the affairs of the world.

And this blood guard, inherited from generation to generation, only obeys the current emperor.

It is also because of this blood guard that he knows who is loyal to him in the capital and who is loyal to him.

In the middle of the night of the second day, Li Weiyi, who was guarding the imperial mausoleum, was brought into the emperor's imperial study by the blood guards.

Originally, it would take at least five days to travel back to Beijing from the imperial mausoleum.

"Eunuch Li, what I want to ask is did the late emperor do anything to Mr. Ji before he died?" Zhao Jing had no intention of embarrassing this old minister who had served the late emperor for many years.He was just eager to know the truth.

Li Wei lowered his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, you should be talking about poisoning."

"Poison?" Zhao Jing's brows were deeply frowned, which made his handsome and gentle appearance even more upright.

"On the eve of the late Emperor's death, Lord Ji was summoned to enter the palace, and Lord Ji was given imperial wine. Triple red was placed in the imperial wine. This is a forbidden medicine left over from the previous dynasty, and few people know about it. Naturally, there is no antidote. Drink Those who die can only live for three years. Calculating the time, Mr. Ji's time is numbered." Li Weiyi, who knelt down and replied, his voice was flat, but the truth hidden in his words was shocking.

"The first emperor is really cruel." Zhao Jing muttered to himself, his eyes were filled with scarlet.

It is not enough to give him a will, but also to give Ji Yuanjin poisoned wine.This must be how jealous of Ji Yuanjin.

"Go back. I know everything." Shocked, Zhao Jing had already forgotten what she called herself.

Li Weiyi didn't dare to ask anything, and followed the blood guard into the carriage back to the imperial mausoleum.

This way, he could be said to have been hijacked by the blood guards.

All the while, he only took a breath during the gap between his words.

These days, it's really not easy to do errands for others, and I almost put my old life in it.

"I offended you." The blood guard flicked his whip violently, and the carriage rushed out like an arrow off the string.

Li Wei, who hit his forehead, yelled "Ouch", and held the window with both hands, not daring to be careless again.

It is inconvenient for Ji Qiuwei to go out of the palace to visit Yuan Jin, so he asks his personal maid to go to Ji's mansion to take care of her every day, and come back when the palace is locked.

Listening to the daily reports of the personal maid, she felt relieved in the harem.

However, she still didn't dare to be careless, and urged the imperial doctor to study Yuan Jin's condition and develop new medicines every day.

I don't know if it's because these imperial doctors are too mediocre, or because Yuan Jin's condition is too strange, half a decade later, still can't diagnose Yuan Jin's illness.

However, she bumped into some maids in the harem who wanted to seduce the emperor. She was in a bad mood and sent these maids out of the palace directly.

Many ministers of the former dynasty used this matter to participate in the memorial to the imperial concubine Ji's jealousy like a tiger, and to participate in the memorial to Ji Yuanjin to teach her daughter no way.

Zhao Jing, who was reviewing the memorial, silently pressed the paper down, thinking that it would be okay if the woman was really jealous, she was obviously as smelly and hard as a stone in a latrine, and she didn't understand the relationship between men and women at all.

No, objectively speaking, that woman is much more fragrant than the stones in the latrine.

However, it is still impossible to be jealous for him.

Jealous for Ji Yuanjin, he believed it.

Thinking of Ji Yuanjin's condition, he felt bad.

(End of this chapter)