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"My slave Song Wan pays homage to Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty."
Song Wan knelt on the floor tiles of the imperial study room again.
It was raining outside, and the rainwater gathered along the eaves and turned into water and hit the ground, making a kicking sound.
Zhao Qing sat in front of the desk, minding his own business with the memorial at hand. There was a fire burning in the room, and it was as warm as spring. Song Wan knelt down quietly without disturbing him.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Zhao Qing finally put down the memorial and raised his eyes to look at Song Wan.
Song Wan¡¯s back was tense all the time, his head was slightly drooped, and he looked quite obedient.
Zhao Qing was not in a hurry to ask questions. After a while, he said calmly: "Come here and help me grind the ink."
Song Wan stood up obediently, walked to Zhao Qing's side, rolled up his sleeves and began to rub ink.
The things used in the emperor's home are all of the highest quality. The pens, inks, paper and inkstones are exquisite, and even the ink has a pleasant fragrance. I'm afraid you can't even find it on the market.
Song Wan was very focused. After a while, the eunuch said outside the door: "Your Majesty, the Queen wants to see you."
Zhao Qing didn¡¯t even raise his head when he saw the memorial, and refused directly: ¡°No, I¡¯ll let the queen go back and take care of herself.¡±
It was quiet outside for a while, and the eunuch's voice sounded again: "Your Majesty, the Queen does not want to go back, and said she will wait here until Your Majesty is willing to see her."
Zhao Qing was unmoved and said calmly: "Then let her wait."
The eunuch did not dare to say anything more and left.
The memorials were all about important government affairs. Song Wan could see the contents as soon as she raised her eyes. She didn't want to commit a capital crime, so she lowered her head very low.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Gu Yanting¡¯s voice sounded from outside the door: ¡°My humble minister Gu Yanting would like to see Your Majesty. The murderer of His Highness the Third Highness has been caught.¡±
Zhao Qing finally put down his pen and memorial and said solemnly: "Come in!"
The door of the royal study room was pushed open, and the cold wind blew in with a golden halo. Gu Yanting stepped into the room with great strides, majestic and domineering.
Behind him, a man was escorted in by two forest guards.
Gu Yanting's figure was extremely tall and blocked most of the man. Song Wan did not see the man's face at the first time. He only saw that the man was wearing a dark palace dress with turtles embroidered on it and dye on the hem. There were large dark marks, which should be blood.
Gu Yanting walked to the table, knelt down, and said loudly: "I pay homage to Your Majesty."
After Gu Yanting knelt down, the man's face was revealed.
There were large bruises on his face, the skin on his brow bone was broken, and his clothes were scratched in many places. The two guards directly kicked him in the knees and forced him to kneel on the ground.
Song Wan stopped unconsciously while studying the ink.
The person who assassinated Zhao Yi was Song Qingfeng.
Zhao Qing looked at Song Qingfeng steadily, and after a while asked: "He is the only assassin?"
Gu Yanting said: "As soon as I caught him, I brought him to see His Majesty. We haven't interrogated him yet, so we can't confirm whether he has any accomplices."
It is basically impossible to assassinate the emperor's heir in the heavily guarded palace by oneself.
He must have an accomplice.
Zhao Qing made a conclusion in his heart, looked at Song Qingfeng and asked: "Why do you want to assassinate His Highness the Third?"
Song Qingfeng lowered his head and did not answer. The imperial guard next to him pinched his cheek and forced him to raise his head, saying loudly: "Your Majesty asked you, are you deaf?"
Song Qingfeng¡¯s face was severely deformed by the pinch, which shows how much strength that person used.
Song Qingfeng raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Qing lazily, and a low laugh escaped from his nose.
Contempt, disdain, and a hint of ridicule.
It seems that Zhao Qing asked such a stupid question.
No one dares to treat the Nine-Five Supreme with such an attitude.
He really didn¡¯t want to live anymore.
Song Wan¡¯s heart tightened, and his breathing also became constricted.
Zhao Qing was not in a hurry to get angry. He looked at Song Qingfeng calmly and answered for him: "You think I shouldn't deal with the Song family like that."
Song Qingfeng became excited when he mentioned the Song family. He struggled to get closer to Zhao Qing, but was held down by the two imperial guards and unable to move.
Song Qingfeng looked at Zhao Qing with wide eyes and said word by word: "Dare you ask your majesty, do the Song family really deserve what they deserve?"
Song Qingfeng¡¯s eyes were full of resentment, and his expression gradually became a little crazy, which made people feel chilly.
Zhao Qing's face gradually condensed with frost, and he asked in a deep voice: "The reason for this case"Hearing this, Concubine Shu did not refuse and said gratefully, "I would like to thank Your Majesty on behalf of Yi'er."
After saying that, he asked with concern: "Has your majesty had dinner?"
Knowing that Zhao Qing had not eaten yet, Concubine Shu immediately asked someone to pass the meal around. Zhao Qing sat down with Concubine Shu and found a crescent-colored coat embroidered with koi on the table. At a glance, he knew it was worn by Zhao Yi when he was a child. clothing.
Zhao Qing picked up the little coat, and the image of Zhao Yi as a toddler came to mind, and there was a smile in his eyes.
Concubine Shu's emotions had calmed down now and she said softly: "This is the clothes Yi'er wore when he was five years old. Because I made it for him with my own hands, he liked it very much and didn't allow others to throw it away, so he kept it until Now, when I am bored sometimes, I will take it out and look at it, and I can always think of some of the ridiculous things he did when he was young."
Zhao Qing said warmly: "I remember that he loved to laugh a lot when he was a child, and people always thought he was stupid. Later, I don't know why he stopped laughing."
Concubine Shu said: "Children love to laugh. As they grow older, they learn things from Taifu and know the rules. At first, they look good, but gradually they become tense."
Zhao Qing nodded, returned the little gown to Concubine Shu, and said casually: "Ying'er didn't like to laugh when he was a child. I used to think that the queen taught him well, so that he had the majesty of a prince at a young age, but now he doesn't I feel like this is actually not that good.¡±
Concubine Shu poured a cup of tea for Zhao Qing and chatted with Zhao Qing as usual, saying: "His Royal Highness is different from Yi'er. He is the eldest grandson of the emperor and has much more to shoulder than others. My sister taught him this way." It¡¯s also for his own good.¡±
The tea had been warmed, Zhao Qing took a sip and said, "The assassin has been caught."
Concubine Shu paused, looked at Zhao Qing and said cautiously: "I know I shouldn't talk too much, but I still want to boldly ask, was the assassin alive when he was caught? Will he reveal the mastermind behind it?"
Zhao Qing said: "The assassin is Song Qingfeng."
Concubine Shu was stunned, subconsciously tightening the silk handkerchief in her hand, and murmured after a while: "How could it be this child"
Concubine Shu¡¯s tone was filled with regret and heartache unconsciously. She was also a mother, and she also knew what kind of complacent young man Song Qingfeng was back then. She also knew what kind of painful price Song Qingfeng had to pay to survive to this day.
So she couldn¡¯t quite understand how Song Qingfeng could die in this way after finally surviving.
Zhao Qing asked: "My beloved concubine, do you think the assassin is not him?"
Concubine Shu shook her head and said, "I don't know what the truth is, I just feel it's a pity."
It is self-evident what Concubine Shu regrets.
Zhao Qing didn¡¯t say anything anymore, and the palace servants quickly served food. Although Concubine Shu had no appetite, she also ate something with Zhao Qing.
After eating, Concubine Shu asked someone to prepare hot water. Zhao Qing stood up and said, "The Queen Mother is not feeling well. I have to go to Ci'an Palace to visit. I won't stay here tonight."
"I respectfully send you off to Your Majesty."
Song Wan followed Zhao Qing out of Wuqing Palace. The palace servants prepared the Luan sedan. Zhao Qing did not sit in the sedan and walked slowly towards Ci'an Palace. The palace servant walked quietly in front of him with a lantern on his waist, in the cold night. The wind blew the lanterns from side to side, and everyone's shadows also swayed.
No one knows what the Ninth Five Supreme Being was thinking in his mind while walking this stretch of road.
Ci'an Palace is not too far from Wuqing Palace. As if Zhao Qing was expected to come, as soon as he entered Ci'an Palace, someone from the palace offered a warm stove to Zhao Qing.
Zhao Qing took the heater and asked in a low voice: "Has the queen rested?"
The palace man said: "Back to Your Majesty, the Queen Mother has just drank the medicine and has not rested yet."
Zhao Qing responded and walked into the Queen Mother's bedroom.
In the bedroom, the Queen Mother sat cross-legged on the beauty couch by the window. Her legs were covered with a thin blanket. She was holding a string of rosewood beads in her hand and was slowly turning and reciting Buddhist scriptures silently.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the Queen Mother turned her head and looked over. Seeing Song Wan still following Zhao Qing, a flash of confusion flashed in her eyes.
Zhao Qing walked to the couch and sat opposite the Queen Mother, saying warmly: "The Queen Mother is not feeling well, why are you still up so late?"
The Queen Mother said: "Your Majesty didn't come, and some words stuck in Aijia's heart, so Aijia couldn't sleep."
Zhao Qing said gently: "My mother has a headache and cannot stay up late. Since I have something to tell the child, why not find someone to tell the child?"
The Queen Mother was still fiddling with the beads one by one and said calmly: "These words make others say that the Ai family is worried. Moreover, if His Majesty does not come here tonight, the Ai family will not say much."
After all, Zhao Qing was born to the Queen Mother. Even though he had been an emperor for many years, the Queen Mother was the one who understood his temperament best.
Zhao Qing gently rubbed the heater in his hand and said, "Whatever the Queen wants to say, just say it. My son is here to listen."
The people serving in the dormitory were all the confidants of the Queen Mother, and only Song Wan was an outsider. However, the Queen Mother and Zhao Qing did not let Song Wan avoid them.
The Queen Mother stopped turning the prayer beads and said: "Since Your Majesty asked the Ai family to speak directly, the Ai family will get straight to the point. The Ai family feels that Ying'er's temperament is not suitable for being a prince." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel. .com)Just say whatever you say, and my son is here to listen. "
The people serving in the dormitory were all the confidants of the Queen Mother, and only Song Wan was an outsider. However, the Queen Mother and Zhao Qing did not let Song Wan avoid them.
The Queen Mother stopped turning the prayer beads and said: "Since Your Majesty asked the Ai family to speak directly, the Ai family will get straight to the point. The Ai family feels that Ying'er's temperament is not suitable for being a prince." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel. .com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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