Yuanzhong poultry

Yu Bai woke up from his doze, subconsciously asked: "Is Your Majesty awake?"

Yu Qingcong retracted the needle neatly, knocked on the medicine bowl, and said bluntly: "Your Majesty, take care of yourself first."

In the lingering smell of medicine, Yu Bai was wrapped in a quilt and remained silent.

The last person who would protect him unconditionally was his sister.

That person is obviously the Ninth Five-Year Master, and the safety of one person is directly related to the fate of the country, so why should he protect himself behind him in a critical moment?I obviously don't want to stay in the deep palace, so why do I have to worry about Zhao Jun all the time when Zhao Jun is unconscious, until I can't sleep at night?

He didn't understand Zhao Jun's intentions, nor did he understand his own.

"My seniority is still young, and His Majesty has always been taken care of by the Lin Court, but I heard that I have woken up." Yu Qingcong stared at him as he drank the bowl of soup and medicine, and nodded in satisfaction at the bottom of the bowl that was not even a drop left. "I heard that there is a circle of confidant ministers outside. You can only add to the chaos in the past. You should just wait and recuperate. Your Majesty values ​​you so much, and it is estimated that you will pass on soon."

Even so, there was no news from Zhao Jun.Feng Shishi was ordered to investigate twice and came back, only to know that there were people coming and going near the Qian'an Temple, and he had met several of them when performing missions, and they were all Zhao Jun's confidantes.

Feng Shishi finished the report honestly: "I think we are discussing the matter of the assassin, and my subordinates can't get close, so they can only watch from afar."

"But don't worry, since all the ministers can go in, His Majesty must be in good health."

Yu Bai doesn't think so.Even if it was unfounded worry, he couldn't help thinking, if Zhao Jun was really healthy, why didn't he go to court for so long, and why King Mu and Zhao Jing were still acting as government officials?Why is Yu Qing porridge so secretive?Maybe Zhao Jun really woke up, but there are many situations in just one "waking up", who can determine which one Zhao Jun is?

What if it's... explaining the funeral?

Feng Shishi stuffed a cherry into his mouth anxiously, and suddenly felt as if something was wrong.Yu Bai was looking at him faintly: "You eat cherries and swallow the pits together?"

Feng Shishi: "..."

"Tell me, what else are you hiding from me." Yu Bai said coldly, "If you still don't tell the truth, I can let you enter the palace to be with Xiaohuazi and the others without anyone else."

The threat was so close, Feng Shishi shivered immediately.After weighing it briefly, he leaned over to Yu Bai's ear and said something.

Yu Bai suddenly stood up: "Who did you hear that from?"

"...Be safe and don't be impatient." Feng Shishi, who stabbed the hornet's nest, was taken aback, "It means that the assassin was not actually caught. I eavesdropped on the boss, and the boss said that he did this to stabilize people's hearts. , but they are still investigating in private..."

Also, King Mu passed away this afternoon, maybe he was there to receive the imperial edict.Feng Shishi hesitated for a long time, but still didn't dare to say the alarmist words.

No need for him to say more, Yu Bai has already imagined all the possibilities.

He witnessed the sword piercing Zhao Jun's chest with his own eyes, and saw the bright red blood on the Xueliang long sword.Even though he was still unwilling to accept that kiss, he had to stay out of it no matter whether he was a minister, a friend or a confidant.

Feng Shishi desperately stopped him: "No, young master! If anything happens to you, I will lose my head!"

"It's not a day or two before you lose your head. It's okay, it will grow back." Yu Bai affectionately brushed Feng Shishi's hair, "Good boy, get up."

Feng Shishi looked at Yu Bai's disappearing figure with a broken heart, and wiped the sweat off his brow when he was not prepared.

—May God bless him.

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Zhao Jun didn't summon him, Yu Bai just wanted to stand and watch the situation from a distance at first.

He saw King Mu Zhao Jing.Only princes in Daliang are qualified to wear that black python robe, and now there is only King Mu and Zhao Jing alone.

The guards outside Qian'an Hall are unfamiliar faces.Zhao Jing showed his identity to the guards outside Qian'an Hall, and soon he was welcomed in, and the door of the hall was quickly closed.Perhaps it was Yu Bai's illusion, the entire Qian'an Hall was enveloped in an awe-inspiring atmosphere, like a taut string.

There was a gust of wind blowing by his ears, and he suddenly looked towards a certain place—that person's movements were as swift as the wind, and Yu Bai only caught a faint trace of the white corner of his clothes.

The sky is bright and the sun is bright, no matter how stupid an assassin is, he would not choose to assassinate at this time. Those who can fly around the palace are mostly the shadow guards and dead soldiers around Zhao Jun.

If so, it means that Feng Shishi's words are correct, and the assassin has not been caught yet.And what happened to Zhao Jun?

A chill suddenly surged in Yu Bai's heart.No matter what, he didn't want Zhao Jun to have an accident.

After a stick of incense passed by, Zhao Jing finally appeared, and Li Dehai beside Zhao Jun was raising the curtain for him.

Li Dehai bowed: "My lord, go slowly."

Zhao Jing nodded: "Trouble my father-in-law, if there is anything wrong with the emperor, please send someone to inform me in time."

"How dare you, Your Highness is being polite." Li Dehai said, "Please."

Caught off guard, Yu Bai met Zhao Jing's gaze.

His Royal Highness Mu Wang looks very similar to his half-brother, with a deep outline, but his natural eyes are softer. Although he is a high-ranking prince, he looks like a bookish scholar.Zhao Jing glanced at him lightly, without speaking, his back gradually disappeared into the vermilion palace wall.

"Young Master Yu?" Li Dehai couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the person in front of him clearly - His Majesty really hit the mark.

"Eunuch Li." Yu Baike saluted politely, "I heard that His Majesty has not recovered from his injury, how is he doing now?"

Li Dehai didn't dare to take it seriously in front of Yu Bai, and he hurriedly smiled and gave him a hand: "I can't afford to be up to no good, you are a slave. Is your injury healed?"

"It's nothing serious." Li Dehai just smiled, repeating auspicious words one after another, but didn't answer Yu Bai's question. Seeing that he was about to be respectfully invited out by him, Yu Bai said bluntly: "My minister I have something important to report to His Majesty, can I ask my father-in-law to lead the way?"

Li Dehai still smiled respectfully: "Your Majesty is fine, don't worry, my lord."

It's a good sentence "Your Majesty is all right" - if it is really all right, why did Li Dehai stop himself from seeing him?Why did King Mu look so solemn when he left?Looking at Li Dehai's smiling face, Yu Bai clenched his fists hidden under his sleeves.

At this moment, a voice came along with the sound of the door curtain being lifted: "Li Dehai?"

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An hour ago, in Qian'an Temple, there was a mountain rain that was about to come.

For Zhao Jing, the half-brother, Zhao Jun has never let down his vigilance. Fortunately, one of them has always been safe and gave up the idea of ​​seizing the heir early, and the other also thinks about the little affection he had for studying and playing together when he was young, and has always maintained it. With a calm appearance, although he is not as close as Wei Liangshi, it also avoids the tragedy of brother-in-law killing each other, so Zhao Jing has become the only surviving prince in the struggle for succession.

It's just that the hard-won peace now has a faint tendency to be shattered.

No different from Wei Liangshi's, Zhao Jing respectfully bowed to his courtiers and said, "How is the emperor's health?"

"Guan Ming is the most clear about my health." Without waiting for Zhao Jing to defend, Zhao Jun pointed, "Sit."

"Recently I read Buddhist scriptures. People in the world are full of five poisons, greed, anger, ignorance, and even if they know that there is a cliff and a sea of ​​fire one step away, they still refuse to give up their obsession and are willing to stagger in front of the sea of ​​fire." Zhao Jun changed the subject suddenly, "It's just those People don't know the price, and they think they can get away with it, but they don't know that there is nowhere to hide."

"Brother Huang's words are very subtle." Zhao Jing looked at the brown tea leaves rising and falling in the hot water, and said quietly, "If it's so easy to let go, why are there so many idiotic men and women in the world?"

Zhao Jun nodded slightly: "Indeed. Then do you know why I tolerate you leaving the master of Tianlin Mansion in the mansion?"

—— Zhao Jing's hand holding the tea stopped suddenly, and a drop of tea overflowed the snow-white porcelain cup.

"Guanming, we are brothers with the closest blood." Zhao Jun waved his hands wearily, "Go back and tell that person, if there is a next time, I will never forgive you lightly."

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Seeing the corner of the bright yellow clothes, Li Dehai groaned, and hurriedly bent over to help him: "Your Majesty, why did you come out? Didn't the imperial physician tell you to rest and not see the wind?"

"I haven't reached the point where I can't walk." Zhao Jun waved his hand in disgust.Li Dehai took two steps back knowingly, and then he also retreated.

Only Yu Bai and Zhao Jun were left outside the hall.

Looking at Yu Bai, Zhao Jun felt quite relieved, and even the pain in his heart subsided a lot for a while, and he secretly lamented that he was injured again and let Yu Qingyu and Feng Shishi pass on the news. Surprised: "Why is Ah Bai here?"

"Your Majesty...is he alright?"

"Why, are you still hoping that I will be unwell?" Zhao Jun looked at him with a half-smile, "I heard that you have something important to report to me, and now I am here, let's go."

What's the big deal, it's just that you are worried that you will be stabbed to death by an assassin and you will be usurped - Yu Bai's thoughts are flying, but there is no trace of embarrassment on his face: "Yu Bai heard some rumors about the assassin not yet The rumors of fuzhu, and seeing the uneasiness in broad daylight, is because of this."

"Really?" Zhao Jun looked slightly surprised, and then smiled slightly, "How could an assassin assassinate at this time in broad daylight? Ah Bai, this is a crime of deceiving the emperor."

The words "crime of deceiving the emperor" are not threats but more like ridicule, which is Zhao Jun's consistent tone these days.Yu Bai stared at him without blinking, even he himself didn't realize that he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the intact Zhao Jun.

When the big stone in his heart fell to the ground, he suddenly felt that he had come at a very bad time.

——In what capacity did he come to see Zhao Jun?A "worry" is far from enough reason.What's more, it seems that Zhao Jun is in good health now, which makes his thoughts even more unfounded.

Until Zhao Jun's cough interrupted his thoughts.

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The hall was burning with light incense, and Yu Bai couldn't smell the fragrance, but felt as if the white mist was swirling around his body, which was extraordinarily peaceful.

Holding a bowl of hot crispy cheese, he watched Zhao Jun sit down behind a pile of memorials, lowered his head to review the memorials while coughing occasionally, and suddenly felt that the emperor was not as indestructible as he imagined.

Zhao Jun didn't say much, and Yu Bai didn't dare to ask more, so he could only cautiously persuade: "Your Majesty, take care of yourself."

"It's okay, let's drink your crispy cheese." Zhao Jun smiled, "Ah Bai, sit with me for a while."

Yu Bai sat across from him according to his words: "The sword...how is your Majesty's injury?"

"Ah Bai, what do you think of my injury?" Zhao Jun casually pushed aside the pile of memorials piled up in front of him, and lazily leaned back, "What are you doing sitting so far away—these courtiers are talking one by one, and they won't go around for a long time. Speak well, I don't want to reply to them a single word, it's just a waste of pen and ink."

The pitiful memorial, which condensed countless gorgeous words, was thrown back to the desk with a snap, and what awaited it might be the fate of the corner of the table.

Yu Bai: "..." Judging by the sitting posture, tone of voice, and gesture of throwing the memorial, is this really the Zhao Jun he has known these days?He doesn't look like a high-ranking emperor who can't find a single fault in his behavior, but he looks like an ordinary rich and noble family who can't support the wall, with a rather hooligan temperament.

But he is indeed a very heroic hooligan.He quietly swallowed back the last rebellious words, and suddenly Zhao Jun said with a smile: "What's the matter? It seems like I've never seen me like this before."

Yu Bai, who was exposed, coughed twice: "Your Majesty is still as handsome and mighty...I have never seen it before."

Zhao Jun laughed loudly, perhaps his heart was moved, and he coughed intermittently: "Ah Bai probably forgot, we used to sit like this at that time."

——At that time, you often sat in my arms and went to Wushan together in the most dignified place in the world.

Zhao Jun's smiling eyes hide something that Yu Bai has never seen before.Yu Bai doesn't know, that's called nostalgia.

Do you miss Chongde, who has been a confidant with Yu Bai for 29 years, or do you miss that young man who can be easily trapped in his palm, and because he is weak, even struggling seems like a joke?Is it the memory of their false and sincere friendship between gentlemen, or the madness and possession after the veil was torn off?

Zhao Jun didn't know either.

Maybe he will hope to know each other and love each other with Yu Bai, like all the clichés written in the book, hand in hand to grow old together in the distant future.But now he only knows that this level is far from enough.

He needs to occupy more, plunder more, and deliberately imprison this young man who has occupied the solitary "love" in his heart, and take it as his own - in the cage he personally built.

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this chapter is so long