female concubine

There is a fruit-bearing persimmon tree in the corner of the vegetable-growing courtyard of the Han house. Now the leaves on the tree have fallen off, and only the fiery red persimmons are still hanging on it. The cold rain hits the treetop, dripping down the smooth persimmon whereabouts.

"Concubine Shu sits firmly in the middle palace, congratulations to the three kings for fulfilling their wishes."

"The old man has finally been honest. He lied to me since I was a child, and even lied to me to go to the battlefield when I was seven or eight years old. Others thought it was a favor. I saw the flesh and blood flying everywhere. At that time, the arrow Put it on the king's thigh, so he won't allow me to cry, and said with a straight face that he has no son who can cry." Zhao Wang put a golden pill into the round pocket with the bullet, and compared it to a salivating one on the persimmon tree. persimmons.

Han Si said beside him: "Jade cannot be polished, it cannot be used as a tool, and people do not learn from it, so they don't know!"

"But he only taught me martial arts but not politics!"

The Jinwan shot out from the bullet with strong force, but when it was about to hit the persimmon, it was knocked away by another iron bullet flying at such a high speed that the two bullets disappeared.

Han Bang put down his bow-drawing hand and smiled at King Zhao, "The persimmons grown on this persimmon tree in Xiaguan's house are sweeter than those sold in the market. The three kings want to fight." Han Bang pointed at the target that was dripping rain, " There is a target there, but don't break the tree of the lower official."

King Zhao stared at Han Bang in astonishment.

"Why did the Three Kings look at the official with such eyes? Is there anything on the official?" After finishing speaking, Han Si lowered his head and checked his clothes.

King Zhao immediately looked up at the fruit on the persimmon tree, "I am thirsty, and I am greedy for the persimmons from Mr. Han's house." Then he smiled at Han Bang and said, "Gongshan, take it for me?"

Han Si then picked up another pellet, stretched his bow and said, "For Your Majesty, I am willing to serve you."

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A few days later, the dark clouds over the city of Tokyo dispersed, and the warm sun after the rain dispelled a lot of the severe cold of this winter.

"Is everything ready?"

"If you go back to the princess, everything is ready according to your instructions."

"Where's your lord?"

"My lord went out early in the morning, and the waiter Shen said that he went to Zhaoqingfang again."

Concubine Zhao raised her eyebrows, "Forget it, send someone to tell the prince that I have returned to the Earl's Mansion in Shanyin."

The female envoy was a little hesitant, "But the prince promised to go back with you, the princess, won't the princess wait for the prince to come back?"

Concubine Zhao shook her head, "I haven't been back for almost half a year. Weng Weng came to urge him. I think he must be in a hurry to go to Zhaoqingfang. It's better not to urge him to come back."

"Yes."

The Chu Palace next to the Han residence has gradually become deserted since the Chu king left. Even the courtyard for riding and shooting has not been used for many days.

"Send someone back to the Founding Duke's Mansion and tell them that I will go back to Shangyuan after Zhengdan this year, and I will also go back during the Cold Food Festival."

"Go back to Shangyuan?" Xichun followed her, "Isn't my uncle coming back for the New Year?"

Xiao Youqing shook her head, "This is the emperor's assignment, without a transfer order, she can't leave without permission."

"But now there is no vassal king. The princes all live in the mansion in the capital. I really don't understand why His Majesty always sends the King of Chu every time." Xichun didn't understand, but she just said that she complained on behalf of her master. .

"Now that she is outside, for me, that is the most at ease!"

Xi Chunla shrugged her head, and suddenly felt that the soles of her feet had been scratched, so she removed the embroidered shoes, and saw a small round ball embedded in the still wet ground, covered with soil, "What is this?"

Because it was embedded in the mud, she didn't pick it up, but gently poked it open with her foot.

The little ball rolled into the stagnant water on one side, and the soil melted away, revealing the golden appearance of the little ball. Xichun stared, "Look, girl, it's a golden pill!"

Xiao Youqing looked down, "How can there be such a golden pill in the palace..."

Xichun picked it up, took out a handkerchief and wiped it, "It's really made of gold."

The golden projectiles appeared on the veil, Xiao Youqing felt very familiar, so he looked at the Han house beside him, and seemed to understand something, "This is a projectile ejected from a projectile, not our family's."

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A carriage was driving slowly on the road from the north of the old city to the south of the new city, and there were several guards who were guarding the surroundings beside the carriage.

People come and go on the wide street, and the pavilions and pavilions on both sides of the road have windows facing the street. From a foot shop at the corner of the street, there is the shout of Dr. Liquor, and on the other side is the number one scholar near Baokangmen. building.

When the carriage that was driving steadily passed a teahouse, one of the horses was suddenly frightened and drove the other two horses into a gallop. The driver couldn't control the frightened horse and was instantly thrown off the carriage.

All of a sudden, a pot of porridge was being cooked on the Madao Street in front of the Zhuangyuan Building. Cars and horses collided, injuring many passers-by. The people panicked and fled in all directions.

The sound of movement attracted the soldiers of the Street Department, and the guards following the carriage were so frightened that they tried their best to chase the out-of-control carriage. Finally, the patrolling city defense command used brute force to control the horse with punches, and arranged for soldiers to appease the city residents before driving away. The chaos subsides.

Full of laughter came from the Han house in Zhaoqingfang.

"Han Xin orders troops, the more the better, the general can control thousands of troops, and the king will control the world..."

"My lord!" the guard of Zhao Wang's mansion rushed in panting.

"Why are you so flustered?"

The mansion guard approached Zhao Wang's ear and whispered: "Wangfei's carriage back to Shanyin Earl's Mansion was frightened, Wangfei, she..."

King Zhao stood up from his seat, "What?"

"Didn't you say to go back and stay for two days in the afternoon..."

"I don't know the little one, my lord, hurry back and have a look!"

King Zhao frowned, but he didn't forget Han Bang who was sitting behind him, and immediately said goodbye to him: "something happened at home, next time I'll come to ask for tea from sir."

Han Si nodded, "I'm waiting anytime."

King Zhao hurriedly left without even sitting in the original carriage, grabbed the attendant's horse and ran back to the palace alone.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw a puddle of blood-red water in the copper basin, and the imperial doctor was busy in front of the bed.

Zhao Wang went to the couch and grabbed a female envoy and said viciously: "The king was fine when he came out, why didn't anyone come to inform me that the princess is going out?"

King Zhao threw the man away, and pointed to a group of bowed guards at the door and shouted: "You have a group of people guarding one person, what are you doing for food?"

"Three kings, the current state of the princess needs a quiet environment." The person who spoke was Yang Shu's disciple, who is now the deputy envoy of the Hanlin Medical Officer.

Only then did King Zhao stop cursing, and walked slowly to the couch, seeing a blood-red scar on Princess Zhao's forehead, he asked anxiously, "How is Princess Zhao?"

The deputy medical officer breathed out, "Princess's life is safe, but..." He raised his head hesitantly, then took two steps back and knelt down in front of King Zhao, "Three kings please calm down, I have tried my best , but the fetus in the womb of the princess... still could not be saved."

Zhao Wang got up and grabbed the deputy medical officer, "What did you say, can you say it again?"

"The lower officials are incompetent and failed to keep the fetus in the womb of the princess!"

Zhao Wang let go of his hand and took a few steps back, and fell on the seat in front of the couch.

When I raised my hand, I came across a small bamboo basket on the desk, and inside it was an embroidered gown for a baby.

The personal servant of Concubine Zhao of the Zhao Dynasty glared angrily and then got up, "Those who are not effective, I will take care of you when I come back."

He also told the maid waiting outside the door: "Take care of the princess, and don't tell her when she wakes up. Give her whatever she wants!"

"Yes."

Zhao Wang hurried to the backyard and watched several horses that had been unloaded lying in the yard dying.

"My lord, it's really not a small matter. These three horses have always been very docile. There has never been such a thing. Today, for some reason, they suddenly went crazy when they were driving in front of the Zhuangyuan Building on Madao Street. The little one didn't have time to pull the reins. He was thrown off his horse, but luckily a few patrolling commanders saw it."

Zhao Wang looked angrily at the coachman who was kneeling and begging for mercy, and said sternly: "Drag out, beat him to death with sticks, and those few guards are also together!"

The attendant on the side hurriedly dissuaded, "Three kings are not allowed," the attendant leaned close to Zhao Wang's side, "Your Majesty's edict to appoint saints as queens has just been issued, and the laws of my dynasty are strict. If they are killed, I am afraid that the court and political affairs will be admonished." The church will make a fuss about it, which is not good for you or the saint."

Zhao Wang said with a cold face, "If you don't do your job well, you will be punished with death. Come here, and hand these people over to Manager Shen, and let him follow the rules!"

"Yes."

"My lord, please forgive me, my lord..." They are all old servants in the mansion, so they know the rules of the palace. The carriage knelt and climbed under King Zhao's legs, "My lord, for the sake of serving you for so many years..."

"Take it down!" King Zhao kicked him away without mercy.

After the mansion guards took away those who failed to escort Princess Zhao, the attendants rushed forward and whispered: "My lord, I think this matter is not as simple as the horse being frightened."

King Zhao looked at several black horses on the ground.

The attendant said again: "As the groom said, this horse has been in the house for many years, and has never been disobedient, let alone suddenly went crazy."

King Zhao approached the horse suspiciously. After circling around, he saw blood stains on the withered grass. He pointed to the horse on the left and said, "Turn this horse over!"

"Yes."

It took a lot of effort for the attendant to turn the horse, which was close to the height of a person, over.

A puddle of blood appeared at the place where it moved, and the attendant took out a golden ball from the ponytail in surprise, "Isn't this the bullet from our house?"

Looking at the bloody golden pill in the attendant's hand, Zhao Wang frowned deeply, "The injury is on the left side, it must be on the right street, this position," Zhao Wang looked at the horse's injured position at the higher end, " Immediately send people to check all the people who have entered and exited the pavilion on the right street of Madao Street!"

"Yes!"

"My lord, my concubine is awake." A female envoy hurried into the hospital.

The attendant quickly withdrew the bullet in his hand, cupped his fists and said, "This subordinate will go first."

King Zhao nodded, glanced at the foaming horse on the ground, and left coldly.

— Kuang! ——The bowl of decoction brought in by the female envoy was smashed with a wave of her hand, and the decoction and broken porcelain splashed all over the floor.

Even though the female envoys in the room kept silent, Princess Zhao herself could feel that the child was gone, and shouted at them with difficulty: "Get out, get out, get out!"

"Princess, the imperial physician told you not to get angry!"

"How can you recover if you don't drink medicine?"

It was useless to persuade the female envoys, so they had to change bowl after bowl of medicine from the kitchen. They had already smashed three bowls of soup medicine in a row. They were afraid that Princess Zhao would suddenly come down from the bed, so they stared at it for a moment. Not daring to move, the other female envoys hastily cleaned up the debris on the ground.

"My lord."

"My lord."

When Zhao Wang just walked to the entrance of the courtyard, he heard the sound of throwing bowls in the room, so he walked quickly to take the bowl from the hand of the female envoy, "You all go down first."

"Yes."

Zhao Wang was holding the medicine and was about to approach, watching the tearful Princess Zhao put the bowl aside, sat down slowly and comforted her: "Okay, you can ask for more when the child is gone, but if you get angry because of this, what are you really going to do?" It's all gone." Zhao Wang stretched out his hand, brushing the broken hair protruding from his ear behind his ear.

"He's still so young, he hasn't been born yet..."

Zhao Wang gently wiped the tears from the corners of Zhao Wangfei's eyes and hugged her, "It's okay, we will have children."

Zhao Wang patted Wang Hao's arm lightly, and murmured coldly: "Your son forced me to do this!"