"I'll do it." Guo Qi took the decoction from the waiter's hand.
The emperor coughed, his expression was dull, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes, "Qi'er is here."
"Father, the dragon body is the most important thing. The six ministries have accumulated a lot of government affairs, waiting for you to handle them. The people are also looking forward to your recovery." Guo Qi said warmly, scooping up a spoonful of soup and brought it to the emperor's mouth.
The emperor said nothing, just opened his mouth and drank.
The bowl of medicine quickly reached the bottom. When Guo Qi stood up, the emperor spoke: "Qi'er, do you blame me?"
"Father." As soon as he said these words, Guo Qi's eyes turned red. "What my son enjoys is something that no one else will get in a few lifetimes. It's too late to be grateful. How can he resent his father?"
"In this world, the son has only one relative, the father." Guo Qi looked at the emperor, tears streaming down his face, and he couldn't restrain his sadness.
It was not until this moment that the emperor remembered that the second prince's palace was massacred, and that only Guo Qi, who went to the temple to worship Buddha on a whim, was alive.
Thinking of Guo Qi suppressing his grief and guarding him all night, the emperor rarely felt moved in his heart.
"I was blind and raised a mother and son with a heart of snakes and scorpions." Even though Concubine Rou was cut into pieces and her body was mentioned, the emperor could not hide his anger.
"You are a good person." When looking at Guo Qi, the emperor's face softened.
"My son, I have something that I hope my father will allow me to do." Guo Qi wiped his tears and knelt down.
After just one compliment, he begged for help, and the emperor's expression became calm.
"My son is really tired of the intrigues and secret fights. From now on, I just want to pray for the deceased, and I beg my father to do it." Guo Qi looked determined.
The emperor was stunned. He originally thought that Guo Qi wanted benefits, but he didn't know that he had the intention of becoming a monk.
"It's ridiculous." The emperor sat up, "You are a prince and you are supported by the people. Instead of doing good for them, you have a desire to avoid the world."
"Don't mention this matter again. Stop thinking about it as soon as possible."
"Father..." Guo Qi still wanted to fight for it.
"I'm tired, please retreat." The emperor looked away indifferently.
"Second Prince, the Emperor can't bear to leave you either." Eunuch Quan invited Guo Qi out of the palace and consoled him.
Guo Qi lowered his head and walked away lonely.
"gone back?"
The emperor asked as soon as Eunuch Quan entered the palace.
Eunuch Quan nodded, "The second prince looks at you, he's not too energetic."
"All his wives and concubines died in the struggle for imperial power. He is inevitably disheartened. He is probably even more miserable than me." The emperor rarely sympathizes with other people.
"Go to the Ministry of Industry and ask them to re-select a site to build the Second Prince's Mansion."
Eunuch Quan said yes, he was happy to see father and son getting close. The third prince's rebellion would do great harm to the emperor. He was already suspicious, and now he felt that the people around him had ulterior motives.
I just hope that the second prince can comfort him.
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In Xishan Village, there were five people sitting in the main room, and Zhang Ling sat at the top.
"Not long after Huzi's accident, the crown prince of King Ding's Palace entered the Hezhou Palace. He led a lot of personal guards. You also saw the knife wounds on the brothers' bodies. They were very clean and neat. As soon as he saw the opponent, he killed them decisively."
Zheng Shao glanced at Song Kuang and told the situation.
There was some silence in the room. Everyone knew what Zheng Shao meant. In terms of suspicion, Yang Shu was undoubtedly the most suspicious.
"What's wrong with King Ding's palace? If he kills my brother, I will chop off his head!" Song Kuang said angrily.
"Lao Wu, I know you hate it, but can we shake King Ding's palace?"
"Huzi is dead, do you want to catch us all?" Zheng Shao said calmly.
"Yes." The other two people agreed. Although they were majestic and domineering in this area, they were not so crazy that they thought they could fight against the Yang family's army.
"Lao Wu, just be patient. Once Marshal Yang closes his eyes, Yang Shu will not live long."
Song Kuang pursed his lips into a straight line and said nothing.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Ling stood up and said in a rough voice: "Since you are determined, as my brother, I have no choice but to risk my life."
"Thank you, brother!" Song Kuang's eyes turned red.
Seeing that Zhang Ling was flushed with loyalty again, Zheng Shao's brows knitted tightly and his eyes wandered around the people in the room. He who should have dissuaded him did not say anything this time.
After everyone dispersed, Zheng Shao looked at Zhang Ling and made up his mind, "Thanks to my brother for taking care of me, but there is no such thing as a banquet in the world. I will go down the mountain tonight."
Zhang Ling looked surprised, not expecting Zheng Shao to say goodbye to him.
"Yes, I am greedy for life and afraid of death. I don't want to mess with King Ding's palace."
Without waiting for Zhang Ling to ask, Zheng Shao admitted directly.
"It was never my wish to fall into the trap of becoming a bandit. However, my family was poor and there was no way for me to improve."
"Throughout the years in the village, although there has been no shortage of food, my heart always feels empty and unfulfilled."
"Brother, I know you take justice first and don't want Lao Wu to go and die on his own. After we have been together for so long, I can't say anything to make Lao Wu let go."
"But I have to let you know the stakes."
"The letter said that Yang Shu is in Liang County, less than fifty miles away from us."
"Although he has many personal guards around him, it won't be too difficult for us to kill a dude."
"But once Yang Shu dies, not only the people in the village will be hunted down to the end, but once Marshal Yang cannot withstand the blow, the countries that covet the Yan Kingdom will immediately add more troops."
"Brother, by then, the people at the bottom will not be able to hold on to their belly. If the border is lost... you also know the fate of the defeated country."
After Zheng Shao finished speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed three times to Zhang Ling.
"There's no need to hold you back, I've decided to leave."
"If he has the chance in the future, he will repay the kindness given to my elder brother."
Zheng Shao got up from the ground and walked out step by step.
Zhang Ling opened his mouth and took two steps forward, struggling with his eyes, but he didn't stop him until Zheng Shao disappeared from sight.
Zhang Ling didn't quite agree with what Zheng Shao said. In his opinion, Marshal Yang wouldn't live long anyway, so even if he died early, it wouldn't be a problem.
As for the pursuit in King Ding's Mansion, just avoid it.
Song Kuang had followed him for so long and even blocked a knife for him. He couldn't let his heart go cold.
Zheng Shao stayed in the village because of Zhang Ling's love and righteousness, and now he left because of Zhang Ling's love and righteousness. He is a good brother, but he is by no means a good leader.
"Brother, are you going to let him go?" Song Kuang, who knew the news, found Zhang Ling, "Zheng Shao knows a lot of secrets in the village. He wants to let him out or surrender to Yang Shu..."
"Lao Wu!" Zhang Ling shouted, "You and Zheng Shao have known each other for more than a day or two. Don't you know what kind of person he is?"
Song Kuang curled his lips and said, "Brother, as the saying goes, you know the person but not the heart. Zheng Shaocheng has always been deep in the city. Who knows if he is just pretending on weekdays."
"He only knows a few more words than we do, and he always looks noble. If he hadn't stopped robbing old and weak women, would Huzi have taken such risks for the sake of the village's livelihood?"
"Brother, Zheng Shao is smart and will definitely use us as a stepping stone to climb up. This person cannot be kept!"
"Brother, when we shared wealth, Zheng Shao never said he was unhappy. As soon as there was a crisis in this village, he immediately packed up, which shows that he is not of the same mind as us."
"Brother, you can't risk the entire village."
Under Song Kuang's constant persuasion, Zhang Ling was a little shaken, and his eyes darkened.
