Cannon fodder beauty master awakens

The woman frowned slightly, as if she wanted to say something else, but she heard Emperor Hongwen say: "Jiang Aiqing's words are very true, Xuan'er, take your raccoon slave back to his palace first, and go to accompany you after I finish the matter."

Even though she was a little reluctant, the emperor had already spoken, so she couldn't continue pestering her any longer.

The Xiao Feilian who caused trouble was struggling in the woman's arms, but in the end his arms couldn't hold his thighs, so he was hugged tightly in his arms and led out of the imperial study room.

The heavy wooden door was gently closed, and Hong Wendi's eyes showed concern: "Is Aiqing's injury more serious?"

Jiang Yi wiped off the blood with a handkerchief: "Go back to Your Majesty, there is nothing serious."

Emperor Hong Wen's expression was still worried: "She is my new concubine last year. She was spoiled on weekdays, and today she is clamoring to come to the imperial study with me. For a while, I softened my heart and agreed to her. When I go back, I will make sure that she restrains her little temper. "

Although Jiang Yi had already guessed that she was the much-loved concubine Xuan Gui, his heart sank a little when he heard Emperor Hong Wen admit it himself.

As the folks say, love is doubled.

It's strange to say that I have never dealt with Concubine Xuan in my previous life, and I don't even have any impression of this person in Emperor Hongwen's harem.

"Aiqing just said that she has something to report to me..." Hong Wendi said, "But what is it?"

Jiang Yi withdrew his thoughts, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "Did your Majesty hear about what happened in Chengdeng County a few days ago?"

Emperor Hong Wen's hand that was resting on the table and case tightened suddenly: "Chengdeng County?"

"Located at the junction of Longzhou and Yuzhou, Chengdeng County where the Wangling Alliance was signed."

Jiang Yi seemed to keep his eyes down, but in fact, he took all these small movements of Emperor Hongwen into his eyes.

"I know that place..." Emperor Hong Wen frowned, "The fifteenth day mentioned it to me earlier, saying that there was something hidden about the flood last year, and the county magistrate seems to have a problem, is that so?"

Lu Yifeng is pretty reliable.

Just as Jiang Yi was about to speak, Emperor Hong Wen coughed with his sleeve covering his lips.

He didn't just cough a few times, but he coughed for a long time before he stopped. His face was flushed, and he went for the teacup on the table with trembling hands, but almost knocked over the whole teapot.

A trace of worry flashed across Jiang Yi's eyes, and he poured the herbal tea from the teacup into the bowl on the side for Emperor Hongwen, and replaced him with a warm one.

Emperor Hongwen drank the cup of tea, and the expression on his face eased a little, and he said in a low voice after calming down for a while: "Recently, my body has not been feeling refreshed, which makes Ai Qing worry."

Jiang Yi looked at his expression carefully, and felt more and more that something was wrong.

Emperor Hong Wen was only in his thirties this year, but his complexion was gray and yellow, with bloodshot eyes appearing in the whites of his eyes, and he looked very haggard.

Jiang Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a low voice, "Since when did Your Majesty feel unwell?"

Emperor Hong Wen was stunned for a moment, and said truthfully: "Maybe since the beginning of winter last year, I felt weak and drowsy. It's not a big deal, but now it's more like a cold and coughing frequently."

not right...

Jiang Yi had also seen soldiers caught in the wind and cold in the barracks, their faces were always flushed and hot, and they were not sallow like Emperor Hongwen.

Even though he is not very proficient in medical skills, it can be seen that Emperor Hongwen's current symptoms are not as simple as typhoid fever.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a slight "creak" sound outside the door.

It should be the sound of someone tiptoing past the door, stepping on the snow.

Jiang Yi lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry..."

He knelt on the futon in front of the table and wrote on the paper with a pen: "Your Majesty, I suspect that it is not the wind and cold that makes you feel unwell."

Emperor Hongwen's eyes fell on the paper, and his brows frowned slightly.

He was silent for a while, and finally heaved a long sigh, and said with a wry smile: "Jiang Aiqing really knows people, and I can't hide it from you."

Jiang Yi's complexion gradually became serious, he shook his head slightly, and wrote again: "How does Your Majesty say that?"

Emperor Hongwen seemed to understand what he meant, knowing that the walls have ears, so he took the pen in his hand: "A few days ago, when I was reviewing papers in the study, a maid in the palace brought a bowl of lotus seed soup. I don't like lotus seeds, so I put them aside. After a while, a fly stopped by the bowl, seemed to have licked the soup of the lotus seed soup, but immediately died on the table."

He paused for a moment when he wrote here, and there was a bit of worry that could be detected by the naked eye: "All my meals have a special person responsible for testing the poison, but who put the poison in this lotus seed soup?"

"Has Your Majesty tried to find that maid?" Jiang Yi asked.

Emperor Hong Wen looked at him and shook his head slowly: "I can't find it..."

"I don't believe anyone now, and I don't dare to believe it..." His handwriting was slow and stagnant, as if he had a heavy burden on his heart, "I thought that by being lenient to others and being considerate of my subjects and people, I would be able to avoid a few murders. pity……"

He didn't know who wanted his life, and he didn't know which courtier who looked respectful on the surface was plotting against him behind his back. He also used the hidden guards left by the late emperor to monitor the courtiers, but he didn't know where to start the investigation.

After listening to what he said, Jiang Yi probably knew why Emperor Hong Wen was so haggard.

Perhaps the person who poisoned him had already started preparations, but Emperor Hongwen habitually trusted the person who tested the poison in the imperial dining room and didn't take it to heart. Only when he realized it did he realize that he had been poisoned by this chronic poison a long time ago.Therefore, there is already something wrong with the body, and the mental state is even more precarious, so it is getting more and more haggard day by day.

Fortunately it's not too late.

Jiang Yi briefly told Emperor Hong Wen about the general situation in Chengdeng County, and after he had seen it all, he wrote: "Your Majesty is a trustworthy minister?"

After reading this line, Emperor Hong Wen raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

He doesn't believe anyone now, and he is frightened every day and night, but he still has to take care not to be seen by others, and gradually falls into the vicious circle of "the emperor's suspicion" that he used to be the most shameless.

The person in front of him is Dayan's youngest prime minister. At the age of 15, he planned and deployed his troops and killed the Us people who were in the limelight by surprise.

Then he took advantage of this great opportunity to promote the agreement of the "Wangling Alliance", and now he can see at a glance that he is full of worries. He can be said to have a keen mind and extraordinary courage, which is enough to surpass most of the courtiers who only care about petty gains in front of them.

What's more, Jiang Yi is the son of his teacher, and he had been stationed in the Longxi military camp before, so he didn't have deep connections with the various forces of the courtiers.

Now that I'm surrounded by tigers and wolves, I don't know who has evil intentions, and temporarily trusting him is also the best choice in the desperate situation.

Jiang Yi didn't know exactly what Emperor Hong Wen was thinking, but he could make a good guess.

In his opinion, the emperor is always suspicious, even if he doesn't believe in himself, it's normal.

Just can't wait any longer.

Right now, the poison seemed to be slowly eroding Hong Wendi's body, which was a sign of a slow onset.

What if one day the person who poisoned him felt that the time was right and took Emperor Hong Wen's life directly?

One monarch and one minister were silent for a long time across a table, until the burning silver charcoal gradually extinguished, then Emperor Hong Wen said: "Then follow Jiang Aiqing's words for the time being."

Jiang Yi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, stood up and bowed to him: "Your Majesty is wise."

Emperor Hongwen coughed a few times, and suddenly said: "I have read military books recently, and there are a few things that are not very clear. No one around me can answer my doubts."

Jiang Yi paused, as if he knew what he was going to say.

"That's why I really miss the youthful time when I was studying by the teacher's side..." Hong Wendi looked at Jiang Yi with deep black eyes, and he didn't know what kind of emotion was hidden in it, "When the teacher's cold is cured, can I take the teacher to the palace for a short stay? day?"

This is blackmailing him.

Emperor Hongwen didn't really trust Jiang Yi, but he had no one to turn to, so he didn't doubt him for the time being.

If Jiang Yi dared to show even the slightest disloyalty, Emperor Hong Wen would be able to kill his father regardless of the feelings of teachers and students.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the corner of Jiang Yi's forehead, but his voice was still calm and he said: "Since Your Majesty cares so much about the friendship between teachers and students, how about I come to the palace with my father again in the next year?"

Emperor Hongwen looked at him meaningfully: "Very good..."

Jiang Yi said some polite words to him among other monarchs and ministers, and before leaving, he threw the paper about Chengdeng County and Emperor Hongwen's illness into the burning stove.

The wind outside the imperial study room still hasn't stopped, and it started to snow.

Jiang Yi hadn't gotten used to the sudden cold, and suddenly heard someone calling himself: "Master Jiang..."

He froze for a moment as he pulled up his collar, his eyes followed the sound.

Concubine Xuan Gui seems to have gone and returned, wearing an exquisite and expensive fox fur.

She walked gracefully along the corridor, and the maid beside her held an umbrella to keep the flying snow out.

"Master Jiang, I'm not good at taking care of Xuesu just now, and I'm really sorry for shocking you."

Concubine Xuan stood still in front of him, and said softly: "Master Jiang does not dislike it. I would like to invite Mr. Jiang to sit in my palace. I have called the imperial doctor, how about treating Mr. Jiang's wound?"

Jiang Yi smiled lightly, and said modestly and politely: "Don't bother your mother. There is an old doctor who has been with the family for many years at home, so I won't bother your mother."

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a moment, and then asked in a low voice: "I always feel that the empress is kind, but where did I meet the empress?"

This should have been a very ambiguous and offensive sentence, but when Jiang Yi said it, there was no tenderness in his words, and it seemed that he was just asking her routinely——

Have we met?

Concubine Xuan's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, before she could think of what to say, she saw the thin man and bowed respectfully again: "Perhaps the minister made a mistake, so don't take it to heart. It's been cold recently, and my lady should pay attention to keep warm. Weichen will take his leave first."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the snow curtain, his crimson purple robe melted into the flowing whiteness, and soon even his tall and slender back could not be seen.

The palace maid was afraid that her mother would get sick if she stayed outside for a long time, so she eagerly whispered: "My mother, be careful."

Xuan Guifei's crow-like eyelashes trembled, and then she withdrew her distant gaze.

She lowered her brows and eyes, and put the hair hanging on her cheeks behind her ears, and her voice was a little more imperceptibly tired: "Let's go..."

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