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Yan Zhaohe kept silent to Yingge Xiaozhu, and Xun Zhui dared not touch King Zhao's bad luck.When he was wrapped out of Yingge Xiaozhu, there was no one around, but he could really feel the tense and dangerous atmosphere in the air.

After the murder, a jackal den can still operate normally without anyone else watching, arrogating and abducting people on the street, who is the umbrella behind it?

After a while, I was sleepy and sleepy, tears hung in the corners of my eyes and couldn't drip. When the spirit was extremely active, the physical sleepiness could only control half of the body. After the struggle between the two, I couldn't close my eyes until the middle of the night. .

I didn't sleep for a few more hours, and the room became unbearably hot when the temperature rose in the morning.Xun Zhui felt that the pillow was so tight that he fell asleep on the quilt at night, and he regretted it when he woke up—a stiff neck.

The little emperor has no father, mother or concubine, so he calls Yan Zhaohe when he has something to do.

Yan Zhaohe kneaded the little emperor's neck and said, "I'll change it for you next time."

Xun asked Yan Zhaohe: "Is there anything going on at court today?"

"No."

"Yingge Xiaozhu." Xun Zhui wrote again.

"I thought it was Zhao Yuan's case that needs to be thoroughly investigated. It's nothing serious." Yan Zhaohe took out a small fan from his pocket and put it in Xun Zhui's hand, "I thought about giving it to His Majesty a few days ago, and I just remembered it today because I was busy with business. .”

Xun Zhui opened the fan. The fan was made of silver-leafed paper, which was blank without painting or inscriptions. The fan bones were made of wood and inlaid with jade.Yan Zhaohe's voice came from the top of his head again, "The surface of the fan is monotonous, Your Majesty can draw and write on it at will."

Xun Zhui shook his head, his handwriting was good, but he always felt that something was lacking.He put the fan together and put it on Yan Zhaohe's lap, "Just write your inscription."

"minister……"

"Just mention two words."

Xun Zhui didn't continue writing, Yan Zhaohe seemed to feel something and stopped his actions.Xun Zhui turned his head to look at him, the voice came from his throat.

"Yan Zhao."

Yan Zhaohe smiled slightly, "It is disrespectful to mention a minister's name on His Majesty's fan."

No matter how big the disrespect King Zhao has done, is this time missing?Xun Zhui tapped the fan bone with his fingertips, and Yan Zhaohe continued the movement he had just stopped, "Your Majesty has grown up."

The majesty he spoke of looked at him with pure and clear eyes.

In the afternoon Yan Zhaohe took Xun Zhui out of the mansion, Xun Zhui thought he was going back to the palace, but Yan Zhaohe took him back to Yingge Xiaozhu again.There were not as many people gathered in Yingge Xiaozhu as yesterday, but the servants sent by various high-ranking officials and nobles were there, and the carriage frame of King Zhao’s Mansion swaggered into the market. Get some news.

After getting off the carriage, King Zhao didn't immediately enter Yingge Xiaozhu. He stretched out his hand to pick up an invisible young man in a cloak from the carriage.

The servants went back to the government to report, and the officials broke out in a cold sweat when they heard that King Zhao had brought a boy to Yingge Xiaozhu.King Zhao is a lonely family with more than [-] people under one person, and the only one who is close to him and able to command him is the commander of Chu.But for him to take over the carriage with a noble hand, and he is still a young man, there can only be one person above him.

Terrible!When will the little emperor leave the palace?

No one knows at all!

Once he accepted the setting that King Zhao coerced the emperor to make the princes, it was actually terrible. He could not get the jade seal, but it was easy to bring the owner of the jade seal with him.What's more, the little emperor is also a fool. For so many years, he has firmly believed that the king of Zhao is looking out for him to share his worries, and the little emperor is the only one in the world who is blinded by the treacherous minister of the king of Zhao.

It doesn't matter if you blind other eyes, only blinding this pair of eyes is the most terrible thing.

Zhao Chuanzhi was fidgeting at home, and the boy didn't even catch his breath when he saw his master running out of the door shouting to die.

Zhao Chuan asked the servant in front of the carriage, "Where's the servant of the Ministry of Punishment?"

"The servant of the Ministry of Justice is very close, I guess this point should have been reached."

Zhao Chuanzhi almost couldn't catch his breath, the servant hurriedly supported the master to comfort him, "Don't panic, master!"

Zhao Chuanzhi shook off the servant, "Get lost!"

When Zhao Chuanzhi arrived, the minister of punishment was sitting in the tavern next to Yingge Xiaozhu, eating food.The servant of the Ministry of Rites came late, and the servant of the Ministry of Punishment greeted: "You and I are colleagues, come and drink two cups to cool off the heat."

"Zhang Dazhong, don't push yourself!" Zhao Chuanzhi said angrily.

Zhang Dazhong is the name of the servant of the Ministry of Punishment. Zhang Dazhong arranged the wine cups, as if he was determined to win.

In Yingge Xiaozhu, Xun Zhui sat on the central high platform and ate bayberry. When he left the palace, he took the bayberry with him to eat on the road.All the furnishings in Yingge Xiaozhu remained unchanged, keeping the same appearance as when he left.Chu Yang sent someone to ask Le prostitute which room she lived in before, and sealed off the room she lived in. Le prostitute was taken out of Yingge Xiaozhu by Zhao Yuan to die, and was dragged back to Yingge Xiaozhu in the middle of the night. The body was found first It is a cook who gets up in the morning to fetch water from the backyard.

The first witness was held in isolation. If he was allowed to move freely, the truth would inevitably be changed.Xunzui watched as the imperial guards escorted the cook to the second floor, picked up the red bayberry core and threw it towards the second floor, the small fruit core rushed into the air and fell suddenly.

It doesn't make any sense. After so many days since the incident, if the cook is forced to change his statement, he will be forced to change it on the day of the incident.Now this set of testimony has passed through the hands of many people, and the original testimony must be completely different.

Yan Zhaohe's retrial now is nothing more than giving an explanation to the court officials and finding a reasonable reason to close the case at will.Zhao Chuanzhi and Zhang Dazhong, one from the Ministry of Rites and the other from the Ministry of Punishment, neither of them can move.They are all veterans, and their power in the court is not to say deep-rooted, but they are also deeply connected. The roots of a flower that grows for a month can occupy the entire flower pot, let alone these old men who seem to have no ability but stand tall in the court. What about spirits?

Xun Zhui slowly covered his back molars.

Teeth seem to be sour.

He jumped off the stage, and the moment he landed, he stepped on the corner of his clothes and fell out of control, facing the ground face to face.

The moment his forehead touched the ground, Xun Zhui felt that his entire brain was about to be knocked out, and the pain spreading from the wound occupied the whole brain through the nerves, followed by dizziness.He couldn't stand up for a while, so he could only slowly move to the edge of the stage and lean his back against the stage.The sound of the impact still lingered in my ears for a long time, and the pain was so painful that my entire scalp was about to explode.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?"

Xun Zhui didn't care who called him, put his arms on his knees, buried his whole body in the crook of his arms, and forced his voice to be normal with trembling hands, "King Zhao!"

Soon the sound of anxious footsteps changed from one to two, and Xun Zhui's breathing trembled in pain, and every breath felt like it was about to tear the nerves in his body.

"Your Majesty!" It was not someone else's voice.

Xun Zhui scratched at the air a few times, Yan Zhaohe held him, his fingertips turned white when he climbed up to Yan Zhaohe, "Yan Zhaohe."

"The minister is here."

As soon as the words fell, Xun Zhui let go of his arms. With his eyes closed, he couldn't see what was ahead, but he still fell straight forward. He knew that Yan Zhaohe would definitely catch him.

Yan Zhaohe turned sideways to block Xun's pursuit, and the imperial guard retreated knowingly.

"No one is looking at you." Yan Zhaohe said, "Look up and let me see."

Xun Zhui didn't dare to move, it hurt when he moved, Yan Zhaohe thought he was embarrassed.

"It's ok."

"I'm so dizzy." Xun Zhui said again.

Yan Zhaohe raised his eyebrows, this was the third sentence Xun Zhui said today.

He saw the fruit cores that jumped off the platform with Xun Zhui, and fell to the ground with a crackling sound. Xun Zhui was probably the same as these fruit cores, but he didn't know if the teardrops would crackle into pieces of his clothes after a while.

"I'll carry you up to rest."

Yan Zhaohe put Xunzhui's hands on his shoulders, and after Xunzhui slowly tightened his grip, he hugged him.Xun Zhui is extremely light-weight, hugging like a feather.Xun Zhui's breathing is not as short as before, and Yan Zhaohe feels a little relieved after feeling the change in breathing, at least he doesn't need to ask the imperial physician for diagnosis and treatment immediately.

Xun Zhui's shoulder width is only a little wider than Yan Zhaohe's half shoulder width, and Yan Zhaohe holds him in his arms except for the difference in height, which is actually only a little bit smaller.

There are so many people serving in the palace, and the imperial dining room provides three meals a day with snacks, which is thinner and weaker than children from poor families.

Although the children of poor families are thin and weak, they are good at farming in the fields, but Xun Zhuifeng is weak and can only eat some pastries by himself.

Wanting to go back to the palace to sleep, Xun Zhui thought dully.

It's so embarrassing, what a laughing stock it is for the king of a country to be attacked by the corner of his clothes when he stepped off the stage.

Xun chased and thought again, how ugly it is to have a big bag on its head.

Yan Zhaohe put his hand on the back of Xunzhui's head and comforted him in a warm voice: "Apply it after a while, it doesn't matter if there is no blood coming out."

The cook was still kneeling in the room, Yan Zhaohe was sitting in the inner room, the cook was kneeling in the outer hall, Yan Zhaohe came in with Xunchai in his arms and put Xunchai on the bed.Xun Zhui didn't want to face it with this face for a moment, he covered his forehead and plunged into Yan Zhaohe's arms, he heard Yan Zhaohe's helpless sigh.

"When can you be farther away from the bed."

Xun Zhui wanted to shake his head, but he became dizzy after shaking it, so he could only pinch Yan Zhaohe's waist and abdomen to express his protest.

"Continue." Yan Zhaohe's voice suddenly became cold.

"Ah!"

Xun chased Xiaoxiao and sneezed, Yan Zhaohe lowered his head and patted him on the back, "Don't make trouble."

The cook said in fear: "My lord, it's really gone. The grass people got up to fetch water in the morning and saw her lying on the side of the well and thought she was drunk. You don't know that here, there are drunk people everywhere, and the girls who pick up the guests We are all the same, the next morning I can always see the drunk lying in the yard and not waking up. I didn’t dare to disturb her, and after fetching water, I went to the kitchen to prepare hot water for the guests to wake up and wash!”

"I don't want you to repeat your testimony again. I want to hear something that no one else has heard."

"It's gone, my lord! It's gone!"

"You have an apartment in the north of the city. The teacher said this morning that your child's homework is not very good. I think you should find a better academy for your child." Yan Zhaohe said slowly, "How much does the boss here pay you?" .”

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life!" The cook hurriedly kowtowed to Yan Zhaohe, his forehead hit the floor with a bang.

Yan Zhaohe lowered his head to inspect Xunzhui's wound, he used a little strength to remove Xunzhui's hand from his forehead, and one hand trapped Xunzhui's two.The sound of kowtowing in the outer hall became louder and louder, and the fear in the cook's begging for mercy could be heard, but Yan Zhaohe didn't seem to hear it, he pressed Xun to catch up with his upper body and asked in a low voice, "Are you dizzy or not?"