Empress Ma also nodded helplessly and sighed: "Biao'er's move is indeed too reckless. If he had told me in advance, he would not have caused such a situation."
Lao Zhu suddenly turned back to look at Queen Ma and said seriously: "We are not talking about Biao'er, we are talking about those bastard ministers."
Queen Ma was at a loss for words, but the emperor was right. Those ministers were obviously too much of a fool to bully the prince's kindness.
Lao Zhu is a good man. As soon as he heard what Queen Ma said, he understood that Zhu Biao was being plotted. But calculations are calculations, and the facts have become facts.
When Lao Zhu heard about this when he came back, he was so angry that he couldn't even eat, so he stood up and walked back and forth.
When Queen Ma saw it, she not only asked softly: "Now that things are like this, you'd better say a word about how to deal with the aftermath."
When Lao Zhu heard this, his face couldn't help but tremble a few times. If he wanted to deal with the aftermath, wouldn't he have spoken long ago? Isn't the reason why he walked around in circles without saying a word just because this matter was difficult to handle?
If the Guo Huan case ends here, Lao Zhu will not be reconciled. If these silverfish cannot be killed completely, Lao Zhu himself will feel sick just thinking about it. But on the other side, this matter now concerns Zhu Biao's prestige.
Lao Zhu had high hopes for Zhu Biao. He trained Zhu Biao as a future king since he was a child. Even after Zhu Biao became an adult, he directly asked him to supervise the country and learn to handle government affairs. This is a treatment that none of Zhu Biao's other brothers have.
Therefore, Lao Zhu naturally did not want Zhu Biao's reputation to be damaged in the slightest.
Seeing that Lao Zhu was also in a dilemma, Queen Ma couldn't help but persuade her again: "How about letting them go? After all, Biao'er is more important."
"No!" Lao Zhu waved his hand suddenly and flatly refused. "These corrupt officials are harming the people. If I don't kill them, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart. I will never let them go."
When Queen Ma heard this, she sighed, "But if this happens, the damage to Biao'er will be great."
Lao Zhu was furious, but he had nowhere to vent his anger. After thinking for a while, he suddenly asked: "By the way, why did Biao'er go to Han Du?"
"My concubine asked Biao'er to go." At this time, Queen Ma had nothing to hide from the emperor, so she said, "
I know I can't persuade you, so I want Biao'er to ask Han Du, treating a dead horse like a living horse doctor. "
Lao Zhu understood everything immediately, nodded and said, "No wonder Han Du fell ill that day."
When encountering such a thing, let alone Han Du, I am afraid that no one in the court would dare not get sick.
"Sick, sick?" Queen Ma was stunned and murmured to herself: "Is he sick at this time? How could such a coincidence happen in the world? Han Du is so young, how can he be with the old fox? A virtue? I'm sick, but he can think of it, he is just like a little fox, slippery."
Lao Zhu nodded in agreement, and then said: "Let Biao'er go and let Han Du find a way. Isn't he pretending to be sick? Then let him think of a way while pretending. If he can't think of a way, I will pretend to be sick. Punish him for deceiving the emperor."
"The emperor still has a way. The emperor should have treated a little fox like Han Du long ago." Seeing that things had turned around and Zhu Biao's reputation could be preserved, Queen Ma suddenly smiled with joy.
"Come here, pass the food quickly."
Under the attentive service of Queen Ma, Lao Zhu had a comfortable dinner without any guilt at all for passing the blame to Han Du.
Han Du was lying on the bed pretending not to know that a black pot covering half of the sky had fallen on his head.
"Ah sneeze~"
Han Du sneezed suddenly and sat up from the bed.
Han Jingyun sat aside and glanced at Han Du, and couldn't help but said: "Brother, you are just pretending to be sick, don't let it turn into a real illness in the end."
"It's better to be really sick. You don't even have to pretend." Han Du said nonchalantly.
He got out of bed, sat down at the table, looked at the food box, and asked, "What did the family eat today?"
"Don't worry, it's all what you like to eat."
Since Han Du became ill, he didn't even go to the lobby to eat. Do the whole thing and act like you are sick when you are sick. Therefore, Han Du always had his meals brought to his room.
Originally, Qinglian was waiting for Han Du, but Han Jingyun was free today, so he sent it to Han Du by the way.
Han Jingyun didn't want to see Han Du devouring his food, so he immediately stood up and said, "Brother, please eat slowly. I'll leave first. I'll let Qing Lianming
Diary came and put the plates away. "
Han Du nodded while eating, and then asked, "Tell her by the way, let her boil some ginger syrup for me tomorrow. Since you are sick, you have to eat it. Also, let her go again Pick up some medicine and drink it. Although I won’t take it, I still have to do it.”
"knew."
The next day, Han Jingyun brought ginger syrup and cooled it to Han Du in mouthfuls. Seeing Han Du sitting on the bed, drinking one mouthful at a time.
I couldn't help but sigh: "Brother, it's really hard for you to pretend to be sick. Is this necessary?"
Han Du glared at Han Jingyun and said, "What kind of hardship is this? It's better to suffer so little than losing your head. And maybe I won't be the only one to lose my head, and even the whole family won't be able to escape."
"But you don't have to worry about getting bored if you stay in the house all day." Han Jingyun couldn't help but feel a little distressed that Han Du didn't even go out to express his feelings in the past few days.
Han Du sighed, pointed around, and said: "This room is much better than the prison where we were crowded together. What are you afraid of? As long as I can escape this disaster, I am not afraid even if I have to be depressed for the rest of my life. .”
When Han Jingyun heard Han Du mention the original cell, his pupils shrank and his whole body trembled. Although under the protection of her whole family, she did not suffer much. But the shadow that that experience left on her has not been completely eliminated until now.
"Han Du, get out of here!"
Zhu Biao's voice came from outside, and Han Du couldn't help but be startled when he heard the words. He, hasn't he given up yet?
Like a rabbit, Han Du quickly jumped onto the bed, swaying his body from side to side, and the quilt wrapped him tightly. Han Jingyun was stunned for a while.
"What are you doing standing still? Heat up the handkerchief and put it on me quickly."
"Oh, oh oh." Han Jingyun finally realized what he was doing. He quickly wrung out the handkerchief from the basin, folded it a few times and gave it to Han Du to put on his forehead.
Just when it was done, there was a "bang" and the door was pushed open by Zhu Biao.
"I saw you were fine when I was alone the day before yesterday. Why are you sick now? You couldn't be hiding from me on purpose." Zhu Biao said as he entered the door.
