...
The content recorded in Zhang Tuizhi's letter is similar to that of Chen Anbang, but opposite.
The letter said that King Xiaoyao was suspected of murdering the late emperor, from the cause, to the process, to the result.
King Xiaoyao and the late emperor had a disagreement over the attack on southern Xinjiang. When King Xiaoyao repeatedly requested to no avail, he grew evil and took advantage of the imperial hospital to murder the late emperor.
He originally wanted to suppress the young Xuanyuan Jing and ascend the throne himself, but the late emperor actually left an edict in advance specifying that Xuanyuan Jing should ascend the throne.
King Xiaoyao's plan was shattered, and he was constrained by the laws of Daxia and was forced to leave Kyoto.
The content of this letter is written from the perspective of an onlooker, but the words are not fair. Instead, it reveals the slightest regret for the failure of King Xiaoyao. At the same time, the words are mostly speculations without actual evidence, and are just coincidences. The development seems extremely real.
Zhao Wujiang kept this letter. Maybe it could not be the key evidence to overthrow King Xiaoyao, but it could at least arouse the vigilance of most of the courtiers.
As for the account book written in strange characters in his arms, he needed to take it back and ask someone to check the translation.
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Yangxin Hall, the emperor's bedroom.
The empress slumped back in her chair, feeling physically and mentally exhausted.
She had been tight for too long.
Not just today, since she ascended the throne, she has been tense all the time, afraid of living up to her father's last wish, afraid of ruining Daxia's foundation in her own hands and disgracing her ancestors.
Today, Xuanyuan Yuheng broke into the imperial study room uninvited, and the threatening words made an already tight string in her mind begin to tremble uneasily.
She felt quite isolated and helpless.
At the same time, she couldn't help but think of Zhao Wujiang. The appearance of Zhao Wujiang broke many things and put some things on the right track faster.
More importantly, it gave her a little more comfort when she was tired.
Although she didn't say it, she had to admit that Zhao Wujiang had become her inseparable partner.
"Squeak."
The door was gently pushed open, and Zhao Wujiang walked into the house.
With a thoughtful mind, he instantly felt the empress' fatigue. He smiled gently and strode forward to stand behind the empress:
"What are you worried about, little lady?"
As he spoke, he put his fingers on the Empress's temples and rubbed them gently.
"Hey." The empress was about to refuse, but she felt the comfort in her body and immediately became honest.
Listening to Zhao Wujiang's joking words, she slowly closed her eyes and sighed:
"You can't help..."
"Is he Xiaoyao King?" Zhao Wujiang said.
How does he know? Is there something written on my face? The empress was confused.
Zhao Wujiang answered:
"I have never seen you so physically and mentally exhausted. This situation appeared after King Xiaoyao entered the capital. It is most likely related to King Xiaoyao."
The one who knows me is Zhao Wujiang... The empress sighed in her heart, as if she had opened a vent, and poured out what happened today to Zhao Wujiang.
Zhao Wujiang listened attentively, complaining about the empress from time to time and then joined in to suppress King Xiaoyao with words.
Soon, the empress' mood was relieved. She took a long breath and sighed:
"My father once said that King Xiaoyao is not the same as he is on the outside, and his temper is erratic and unpredictable, so I should be more careful.
I was originally a little wary, but what I saw today confirmed what my father said. "
Zhao Wujiang slowly rubbed his hands and added:
"In my guess, King Xiaoyao is very likely to hold an important position in the Qianlong Sect of Jianghu, and even be the leader!
Now he has a lot of background in the court and the world, which is not good for us..."
"Don't I remember that you have plans to form a force?" The empress felt Zhao Wujiang's soft fingerings soothing into her heart little by little. Zhao Wujiang was massaging the acupuncture points around her neck.
"We are still making preparations, but we have met some people in the world, and we are thinking of joining them together so that we can resist King Xiaoyao in the future." Zhao Wujiang's big hand moved downwards step by step, and soon touched the empress's waist, massaging it gently.
He felt that the empress's waist and abdomen were flat without any fat, and she was soft yet firm. He thought that she also engaged in martial arts on weekdays. In his speculation, it was probably due to the waistline.
The empress felt comfortable, but something gradually started to feel wrong. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Zhao Wujiang's big hands on her waist. She shouted angrily:
"Hands away!"
Immediately, she slapped Zhao Wujiang's arm with her palm, and Zhao Wujiang screamed in pain and stepped back.
...
at night.
The empress grasped Zhao Wujiang's strengths tightly and began to use them. Her face was filled with frost and embarrassment.
Zhao Wujiang sat on a chair and said innocently:
"I could have done it myself, but you had to hurt me!
I have reason to suspect that you covet my strengths and do this deliberately..."
"Shut up." The empress gritted her silver teeth.
For the sake of Daxia's "orthodox family planning", she was forced to help Zhao Wujiang be released.
She didn't want her face to be full of fishiness like last time, so she turned her face away at this moment and didn't even look at Zhao Wujiang.
