The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

Yin Wuzhi didn't take Jiang Wu far away, but just left the palace city, on a hillside behind the palace.

There was wind here, and when Yin Wuzhi hugged Jiang Wu out of the car, he wrapped him up a little tighter.

After getting off the car, Jiang Wu saw something standing in front of the hillside.

Yin Wuzhi hesitated: "Your Majesty, have you seen this?"

Jiang Wu has existed for so long, so he has naturally seen it.

"Although, it's not that rare, but I made it with my own hands." Actually, before doing it, he thought it would definitely surprise Jiang Wu, but on the way here, he started to feel uneasy.

Seeing Jiang Wu's reaction at this moment, an infinite sense of frustration welled up in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wu's eyeballs moved suddenly.

Yin Wuzhi made it himself, isn't it probably not strong enough?

"I like it."

Yin Wuzhi's heart was manipulated by him, ups and downs, said: "Your Majesty will take you up."

To Jiang Wu, it was indeed not a shocking thing, it was a huge kite, if seen by modern people, it could be seen at a glance that it was a hang glider.

But judging from the reactions of the people around him, Yin Wuzhi should have spent a lot of hard work. After all, he may be the first person in the world to make a tandem hang glider.

"I originally wanted to take His Majesty out, and when I slid down from here, I could just land on the moat. The ice on the river was very thick at that time, so I could play on the ice."

The wind blew past his ears, and Jiang Wu heard a sighing voice: "Now the ice has melted."

He was tied to the big kite, turned his face to look at Yin Wuzhi, the latter's long hair was messed up by the wind, and his side face was unparalleled, looking a little lonely.

Jiang Wu withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "It's fun."

Yin Wuzhi was taken aback.

"It's just not high enough." Jiang Wu said, "It would be great if I could go to the deep cliff."

Yin Wuzhi's eyes lit up: "I know that there is a cliff on the other side of the hunting ground, but the temperature below the cliff is very low now. I will take your Majesty down when the weather is warmer."

"it is good."

"It's a word."

"Ah."

Hearing his promise so readily, Yin Wuzhi's whole face glistened, and he continued: "This winter, I want to take Your Majesty to have an ice play."

There is still a year before this winter, Jiang Wu does not guarantee that he can live until then, he said: "No."

Yin Wuzhi tapped his feet on the treetops and continued to slide forward, his mood obviously depressed.

Jiang Wu didn't speak any more.

No one can stop him from seeking death.

Although the strange dream last night did make him feel puzzled, he still decided to follow the history he knew. After all, Yin Wuzhi is an emperor through the ages, so he can't make mistakes, and he will send him to that position with his own hands.

This is the fate that should belong to Yin Wuzhi.

There were no twists and turns during the gliding, Jiang Wu was a little disappointed, and wanted to bully Yin Wuzhi again.

Yin Wuzhi was completely relaxed. He stretched out his hand to untie Jiang Wu from the top, and said, "Fortunately, nothing happened. The minister's handwork is still okay."

As he said that, he stopped to look at Jiang Wu, his eyes were as bright as stars, as if he was waiting for a compliment: "Huh?"

Jiang Wu: "...um."

Actually, not particularly disappointed.

"That's right." Yin Wuzhi continued to untie him, saying, "Did Your Majesty have a dream yesterday?"

"not yet."

"I have dreamed quite a lot." Finally untiing the rope completely, Yin Wuzhi supported his waist and said, "Unfortunately, when I woke up, I forgot all about it."

That dream should be extremely beautiful, but when I woke up, it left only an illusory feeling, and I couldn't remember who I dreamed about and what I dreamed about.

Originally I wondered if it was the incense in Qiu Wuchen's hand that played a role, but since the emperor didn't dream after smelling it, it must be a coincidence.

Although the ice on the moat has melted, it has not completely melted, and occasionally large pieces of ice floes can be seen.Yin Wuzhi walked towards the carriage with him on his back, and suddenly saw a black shadow in the ice, and took a closer look, it turned out to be a frozen mouse.

He said strangely: "This mouse is really interesting. It came to swim in the winter, but it froze to death here."

Jiang Wu yawned, and put his head softly on his shoulder, "Sleepy."

In the days that followed, Yin Wuzhi would often invite Jiang Wu out of the palace to play. Unfortunately, Jiang Wu's energy was limited, and he had to rest for three days before he could recover. day.

Jiang Wu hardly needed to worry about the affairs of the imperial study room, and Yin Wuzhi could almost take care of it alone, not to mention Chen Ziyan was there to assist.

Chen Ziyan found that Yin Wuzhi was very busy, how busy he was, besides dealing with the papers delivered every day, he also ran to look through the previous history books, and he seemed to be tireless every day.

"Prince Yuan was shot and killed in the ancestral temple because of treason. The late emperor was there at the time. It was later found out that Prince Yuan had received an order and thought that someone was going to harm the late emperor, so he led troops to protect him." Chen Ziyan said: " This matter has been investigated clearly enough back then, why are you going to look through those."

"Didn't the late emperor hesitate when he attacked the crown prince?"

"According to what my father said, the background at that time was that the king of Qi took the secret Zhao people who were lurking in Guanjing and arrested the leader of Zhao's secret sentries. He is the current prince Zhao Cheng. You should have never dealt with him."

"No." Yin Wuzhi said frankly: "But I know that he used to be the son of King Wen, and King Wen pretended to be sick in Zhao State for more than ten years, but I didn't expect that he was trying his best."

Mentioning this person, Chen Ziyan also sighed a little: "I heard that he was married to the daughter of the He family, and the two were deeply in love with each other. One year after their marriage, they gave birth to Zhao Cheng. Unexpectedly, he was robbed of his love by the emperor of Zhao. Fa's wife hanged herself in the Zhao Palace with hatred, and King Wen has never been able to recover from his illness. At that time, there were countless people who laughed at him, who could have imagined it."

Yin Wuzhi felt deeply: "It's just a pity for that woman."

"Yes. Chen Ziyan shook his head, deeply regretting: "I will never have the chance to meet such a beauty. "

Yin Wuzhi didn't quite agree: "I think that there is also a rare beauty in this palace."

"You mean Your Majesty..."

Yin Wuzhi pursed his lips slightly, and Chen Ziyan said: "That's true. Although she has no power or power, she was really held in the apex of the late Emperor's heart, and no one has dared to touch her."

"..." That's all.Yin Wuzhi said: "Go on and talk about King Wen's son."

"Yes, the son of King Wen, who is now the prince of Zhao, was captured alive by the king of Qi. Those few days coincided with the change of Zhao, and King Wen succeeded in usurping the throne. He tried his best to protect Zhao Cheng at all costs, and all the movements in Guanjing also foreshadowed all of this." Chen Ziyan recalled: "That day the emperor secretly brought Zhao Cheng to the ancestral temple, intending to use his blood to pay homage to the ancestors. , It's a pity that there was no secret sentry waiting to rescue Zhao Cheng, but instead saw Prince Yuan."

"Could it be that those soldiers don't even know the prince?"

"The person who ordered the shooting was a subordinate of the King of Qi. After realizing that he had killed the wrong person, he committed suicide in front of the first emperor." Chen Ziyan said: "First kill the prince, and then try his best to protect the king of Qi. After investigation, it was passed to the prince. The person who gave the order was also in Prince Qi’s residence, there is no doubt about it, it is the conspiracy of King Qi to kill the crown prince.”

"So the first emperor abolished King Qi's legs?"

"Exactly."

Yin Wuzhi recalled His Royal Highness King Qi who was sitting in a wheelchair, and said helplessly: "This matter is really confusing."

"All the evidence points to King Qi, so what else is there to investigate?" Yin Wuzhi rubbed his forehead and said, "I always feel that something is wrong, so how did Zhao Cheng be rescued?"

"It is said that His Royal Highness King Ning was kidnapped and escaped by himself."

"King Ning is also here?"

"That's not true. The emperor didn't kill Zhao Cheng that day. It would be too easy to kill him. It would be more valuable to keep him. Later, for the convenience of guarding him, he was locked in the dungeon of the palace and guarded by heavy soldiers. Ning Wang didn't know where he learned that the poison in his body came from the hands of King Wen. Since the poison was developed by King Wen, Zhao Cheng must also know it, so he dragged his sick and disabled body to see Zhao Cheng and asked him how to detoxify. What happened later."

Yin Wuzhi frowned, and he looked through the documents and medical records from several years ago, and said, "There really are ghosts in this palace."

At night, Ziyun Palace.

Yao Ji hugged the cat and put it into a wide cage.

Maybe it was used to being locked up, the big white cat meowed, and softly rubbed its nose against her hand.

Yao Ji comforted it, and said: "You can see clearly, the Empress Dowager really isn't sending anyone to guard the Tai Chi Hall?"

The maid said: "I watched it for a few days, and it is indeed the case. It should be because the Queen Mother has not moved during this period of time, and I thought you were afraid of her."

"It's ridiculous." Yao Ji said, "I can't even see my own son. It's really ridiculous."

"Then Queen Mother, you should go and see Your Majesty. I heard that Prince Yin has always wanted to take His Majesty out to play these days, but His Majesty actually agreed."

"This Yin Wuzhi!" Yao Ji's tone suddenly became resentful: "Damn it, dare to seduce His Majesty, the old woman doesn't care about the things that should be taken care of, so let this foxy girl stay by His Majesty's side, what the hell is she trying to do?"

"This Prince Yin's son is no ordinary vixen." The servant girl said in a sour tone, "He has a deep scheming mind."

Yao Ji glanced at her, and scolded: "It's nothing but your good face, which can't even be compared with a man."

The maidservant: "...The servant girl is now too close to His Majesty."

"What about your brother?"

"Yiren'er has been there a few times, but His Majesty...is clearly not interested in him." The maid was a little angry: "Also almost strangled to death by the prince."

"Qin Chuan didn't know you were siblings, did he?"

"Naturally, I don't know. The servant girl and Yi Ren'er did not enter the palace together, and they are also careful when talking with each other."

"That's good. Tomorrow you will go with Ai's family to see His Majesty and try to let him keep you."

"...His Majesty's Palace, there is no shortage of maids."

"Aijia naturally has the ability to make him lack."

The servant girl's eyes lit up: "My servant thanked the Queen Mother."

Jiang Wu sneezed, Yin Wuzhi knelt down to look at him, and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Jiang Wu looked down at his feet in the barrel, then at Yin Wuzhi's hands soaked in them, and said, "Tired."

"I don't feel tired from squatting." Yin Wuzhi said: "Let's soak for a while, it will make you sleep better."

"Good sleep."

"I know you usually sleep well, but you will sleep better after soaking."

"Just let me sit."

Yin Wuzhi smiled: "Yes, I just want you to sit upright for a while, so that it's good for your waist, and you can't always be paralyzed."

Jiang Wu was restless while sitting, shaking left and right: "Lie down."

"Sit for a while, lie down after soaking, it's not good to sleep while lying down."

Jiang Wu is most afraid of not sleeping well: "Enough."

"Right now."

Jiang Wu was too lazy to lift his foot, so he sat on two more 'horses' and said, "Enough."

"Not enough." Yin Wuzhi pressed his foot.The skin soaked in hot water has turned red, and the feet have also turned pink, looking quite cute, he said: "Your Majesty, the feet are so beautiful."

Jiang Wu reciprocated politely: "Your hand too."

"Your Majesty thinks my hand is pretty?" Yin Wuzhi said, "Then, does Your Majesty like my hand?"

Jiang Wu didn't speak.

He doesn't know if he likes it or not, but he just doesn't hate it.

Finally finished soaking his feet, just as Yin Wuzhi took them out to dry him, Jiang Wu couldn't wait to lie down.Yin Wuzhi hilariously hugged him inside, pulled the quilt to cover him, and pressed on him directly: "Your Majesty, the hands of the minister are all red."

Jiang Wu looked.

"...Well, the minister's hands are red, and His Majesty's feet are red."

Jiang Wu: "?"

"What a match made in heaven."

Jiang Wu: "."

He gave a look.

Yin Wuzhi was taken aback: "Your Majesty..."

"Is His Majesty the one who dislikes the minister?"

Jiang Wu pondered whether he needed comfort——

"Oh my god, His Majesty actually made an expression of disdain for His Royal Highness, Your Highness is truly blessed." Qi Hanmiao poked his head in surprise, and looked expectantly: "Your Majesty, I wonder if this old slave will be lucky enough to be despised by His Majesty once , there is no need for facial expressions, eyes, and disgust in eyes is fine."