Zhang Qing died by jumping into a well in Guanyi.
When the news came back to the palace, Chang Zhao was furious. He had ordered this person to be spared, but something like this still happened. He was not worried about Zhang Qing's life or death, but worried about his daughter. Who knows what crazy things she would do after hearing about this.
Worried, Zhao Chang got up in his sedan chair and went to the place where Zhao Ling was imprisoned.
As soon as he entered the house, Zhao Ling was writing in front of the window. Zhao Chang suddenly noticed that his daughter's figure was a little thinner. He felt like licking the calf and walked gently behind her.
Hearing the commotion, Zhao Ling turned around, looked at his father, smiled sweetly, and bowed, "Father."
Zhao Chang's face was warm, "Okay, I've been suffering these days. Let's go out with your father."
"I obey." Zhao Ling was so well-behaved that it was a bit scary.
Zhao Chang glanced at the paper spread out on the table and was horrified. There were only two words written on it, "Ling Death."
Lu Ke was about to leave, and Zhao Yan had already left. He was only delayed for so long under the excuse of recovering from his injuries. Before leaving, he came to Wu Gen's residence for a drink.
The red mutton pot started boiling, and Wu Gen poured a glass of wine for Lu Ke. Although Lu Ke is a cultivator, he is a very good person. He sticks to integrity and has no sense of dignity. He treats the common people equally.
"Thank you, Brother Lu, for your help." Wu Gen sincerely filled up a glass and drank it all first.
"Thank you very much. Let's drink three glasses later." Lu Ke looked sideways at Wu Gen without moving the glass in front of him.
"Okay." Wu Gen drank three glasses in a row, and when he was about to pour another glass, he was held down by Lu Ke.
Lu Ke also drank three cups in a row before he said: "The palace gate is as deep as the sea, Wu Gen, is it possible that you will be wasting your time here from now on? You are also a restless person. As time goes by, you will inevitably get into trouble, why not It would be better to leave early."
Wu Gen felt warm in his heart, but Lu Ke's words were ugly, but he really thought about himself, "I also wanted to leave as soon as possible, but Chu Ji's nobleman Ding Ji never came down, so I had to stay here. But Brother Lu is very cool, I think Zhao Yan still values you very much, and even though she has left, she still keeps sending you a lot of good things."
Lu Ke let out a long sigh and said, "No matter how favored I am as a retainer, I am still a dog in the eyes of nobles. If I throw a few more bones, there is nothing to be happy about." He looked around and lowered his voice and said, "That's right. , how did you capture Wang Rong, and where did he go? No way..."
"No, I have no enmity with him, so why should I kill people and silence him? Mankind dies for money, and birds die for food. It's the right thing to do. He already owed a bunch of gambling debts, and I paid him the formula of white jade juice and a sum of money. If I want money, he agrees to do things for me. As for where he goes now, it has nothing to do with me." Wu Gen pushed away Lu Ke's hand with an innocent look on his face.
Lu Ke pondered for a moment, "Wu Gen, this move is like dancing on the edge of a knife. It's very dangerous. With the intelligence of Zhao Ling and others, even if they can hide for a while, the trap will be exposed sooner or later, so you need to plan early."
Wu Gen remained silent, the wine glass spinning in his hand.
Next, Chu Ji went to Chang Zhao's residence more often, and every time he came back, he would bring back a bunch of rewards. Following Wu Gen's instructions, Chu Ji endured the discomfort in his heart and coaxed Zhao Chang around one by one.
These days, Chang Zhao is a little worried because of the poison pill case and Zhao Ling's incident. He certainly knew that both his children were resentful of him.
Although he is King Jinchun and holds great power, he is still a human being. Especially as he gets older, he becomes more concerned about the love between his children.
This time Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian really made me a little sad. Sometimes facing the empty hall alone, I couldn't help but feel a little lonely. The little children who were entangled between our knees when they were young have finally moved further and further away.
However, the appearance of Chu Ji slightly filled the void in his heart. This little girl is ignorant of worldly affairs and has a simple mind, like a lotus with clear ripples. Compared with the people in the palace, she is out of place.
It was such a contrast that attracted Zhao Chang's attention, and the more he looked at it, the more delighted he became. new
Sometimes even Zhao Chang thinks that if he doesn't want Chu Ji to be involved in the dirty things in the house in the future, he should let her grow up in peace, so that he can have a coffin bearer wearing sackcloth and mourning in a hundred years instead of in the mourning hall. Formerly big for profit
Fight.
No matter how high a person is, how much wealth he has, or how powerful he is, there is still softness in his heart when he is alone in the dark at night. It was Wu Gen who caught his mentality that allowed Chu Ji to get close to him.
As Lu Ke said, sooner or later, Zhao Chang and Zhao Ling will discover some of their tricks, so Wu Gen urgently wants Chu Ji to canonize noble people so that he can leave the land of right and wrong as soon as possible.
At the gate of the courtyard, Chu Ji walked in with a few people in full swing, walking squarely and a little stiffly.
Wu Gen hurriedly greeted him, and an older nanny came over and took a look at the scene in the courtyard, "Wu Gen, the prince has ordered that Chu Ji needs to study hard these days and stop selling white jade bean sprouts. "
Wu Gen was secretly happy when he heard this. He finally had hope. He walked up to his grandma and whispered, "You know what day it is." As he said this, he quietly stuffed a silver ingot into his hand.
"Ahem." After a few false excuses, the nanny still accepted it and whispered: "It can be as fast as ten days or as slow as half a month. The one in the capital has already arrived." She pointed to the sky.
"Oh, okay, okay." Wu Gen put his hands on his hands and laughed. These days have been like a year, and he has finally been looking forward to this day.
After the group left, Chu Ji sat down on the ground, beat his legs and complained: "Brother, I don't want to be a noble person anymore. I have to be strict even when walking and eating, and I have to please that old man. It's too much trouble."
Wu Gen stretched out his hand and took out a candied haws, and said softly: "You have worked hard these days. If you bear with it, when you are canonized as a noble, how about my brother taking you out to play. Remember, don't show off your feet in front of that old man."
Chu Ji puffed out his cheeks and nodded, obviously reluctant.
After a few days, Chu Ji will move to a new residence, which is close to Zhao Chang's Xuanming Hall and is where he usually lives. Wu Gen packed up the things in his yard and followed him, not even sparing the stone mill.
Although I won’t have to make tofu anymore, my Mopan Dafa came from this, so I’d like to keep it in mind.
As soon as they entered the mansion and walked to the third courtyard, they saw Chu Ji sitting upright in the house, his body upright. Seeing Wu Gen, Chu Ji jumped up and ran towards Wu Gen. The maid beside him quickly stopped him, but was thrown hard by him and fell several times.
Wu Gen hugged him distressedly, "You are already a noble person, and you are still so rough."
"I don't want to be a noble person, brother, I want to go out and have fun. The people here are all like wood and boring." Chu Ji hugged Wu Gen's neck and said coquettishly.
"Okay, let's go out now." Wu Gen put down his things, turned around and walked out the door.
"Wait a minute." A voice came, and a strange nanny stepped forward and stopped her sternly: "How can you leave the house without authorization? You are Wu Gen. You must remember your identity. , From now on, when you see a noble person, you must bow down. Moreover, without my permission, the noble person in Chuji must not travel without my permission. Putting the noble person down does not understand the rules at all. "
When Wu Gen heard this, he felt angry and looked at the other person sideways, "When will it be your turn to point out the rotten onions that appear wherever they are? How can you, an old servant like you, comment on the noble man's whereabouts? How cool is it to lie down?" Go ahead, put on some clothes and you will really look like a person."
"You, you." The old nun's face trembled with anger, "Wu Gen, this is the royal palace, not a place for people to run wild. Go and find out. I brought up both the lord and the prince. Even the prince and princess must listen to me. I will definitely report what happened today to the prince and punish you for being disrespectful."
"Go, go, go, repay love to whomever you love. It's like a bat with chicken feathers on its body." Wu Gen waved his hand impatiently.
"Stop, you uneducated little bastard, you are uttering obscene words. Let's go see the prince." The old mama couldn't bear it anymore, and all the cultivation she had accumulated in the prince's palace over the years was wiped out.
"You told me to stop, just stop. What a fool." Wu Gen said and walked away.
"What five, six, seventy-nine?" The old woman was startled and didn't know why. She turned around and asked the maid aside, "What does he mean?" All the maids were too shy to say anything.
Wu Gen’s move was not reckless.
He had also heard that some royal women actually lived a miserable life and were controlled by so-called stewards. Even after they got married, they had to approve of a husband. If you want to see her again, you have to take care of yourself.
Wu Gen would definitely not let this happen to Chu Ji, so he wanted to show his power first.
But he didn't act rashly. Did grandma really think that a little slander would do anything? Zhao Chang suddenly became interested in Chu Ji because he was vaguely disappointed with the methods of his two biological children and tired of their intrigues. After all, although he was a prince, he was also a father.
Chu Ji's innocence and lack of scheming touched the soft spot in Zhao Chang's heart, so he really moved his heart to adopt her as his adopted daughter. If Chu Ji were to be trained to look like Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian, I am afraid that Chang Zhao would be the first one not to agree.
The old mama couldn't even taste the taste, and she didn't know how she managed to survive in the palace for so many years.
Sure enough, as Wu Gen expected, Zhao Changwen did not question the matter after hearing this. On the contrary, the grandmother restrained herself a lot.
The day of canonization finally came. It was still dark, and when Chu Ji was sleepy, he was called to get up and dress up. When Chu Ji finished dressing up and walked out, Wu Gen's eyes almost went blind.
Chu Ji has willow eyebrows covered with emerald green, sandalwood mouth dotted with vermilion, wearing a deep dress with a curved train, a gold hairpin on her head, a emerald robe on her waist, a moon-shaped red crystal on her forehead, and a bluebird trembling slightly in her steps. The radiance overflows when you look at it, the beauty in your hands is natural, and it is indescribably elegant and luxurious.
Wu Gen cupped his hands in a joking manner, "Greetings, noble man."
"Brother..." Chu Ji was slightly angry and stamped his feet angrily.
Today's canonization ceremony was held in the ancestral temple. Wu Gen was not qualified to participate, so Chu Ji could only handle it alone.
Wu Gen's brain ached as he watched the hundreds of etiquettes practiced in the past two days, such as receiving royal decrees, offering silks, offering food boxes, offering meat, worshiping ancestors, burning blessings, etc. It is really not easy for this noble person. The ceremony When it comes down, the peeling skin is considered light.
In order to prevent Chu Ji from getting hungry during the journey, Wu Gen put some dried apricots and preserved meat in her clothes so that she could fill her stomach at any time when she was not prepared.
Wu Gen was waiting in the mansion alone, standing up and sitting down, scratching his ears and cheeks, restless. Just like earthly parents sending their children to take the imperial examination, they are unbearably anxious. Ever since he was a child, Wu Gen had never lost his temper like this before. As the saying goes, his love was so deep and his concern was so deep that he even gave up on his daily martial arts practice.
Finally, as dusk approached, Chu Ji, accompanied by a group of people, returned to the mansion. Zhao Ling also came with him, with a cold face and no movement in his eyes, as if he were dead. He only glanced at Wu Gen a few more times before leaving.
At night, Chu Ji threw a bunch of broken things on the bed, drove all the maids out, ran to the table with bare feet, grabbed a pen that was not very skillful, and wrote a few lines on the paper.
"But I remember it clearly." Wu Gen asked with some worry. These days, he asked Chu Ji to learn some words quickly, which came in handy today.
"Yes, I remember clearly." Chu Ji said with certainty.
Wu Gen glanced at the words on the paper for a few times, memorized it in his mind, reached out and put the paper on the candle to light it.
