Bright candles replace the setting sun, and the cold moonlight shines through the gauze-like clouds and mist on the dragon platform.
Mrs. Mi?
Zhao Yong was stunned by Chen Zhong's words. He turned his head and glanced at the sky outside the corridor, and asked casually: "Has the Queen summoned Mrs. Mi into the palace?"
"The Queen has not summoned anyone recently." Chen Zhong replied truthfully.
In fact, what Chen Zhong said was very clear, but Zhao Yong still subconsciously thought that it was Ji Yao who sent palace officials to invite Mi Bazi to the palace for dinner. After all, Ji Yao often did this before.
After receiving a positive answer, Zhao Yong guessed that Mi Bazi wanted to return to Qin.
But I feel there is a problem. It's already this hour. What state affairs can't be discussed tomorrow?
Thinking of Mi Bazi, a pair of charming eyes first appeared in Zhao Yong's mind, and then a plump and beautiful young woman with a standard figure gradually took shape.
Zhao Yong suddenly thought of what Zhang Yi told Zhao Shi to say to him years ago.
Now that I think about it, Ying Si wanted to take Concubine Mi and her son back to Qin, and he must have had the idea of abolishing the eldest son and establishing a young one. But since Zhao Yong gave up an opportunity to plunge Qin into civil strife, he naturally had a deeper plan.
Seeing the hesitation on Zhao Yong's face, Chen Zhong asked tentatively: "If the king is feeling unwell, I will inform Mrs. Mi immediately and ask him to come back to court tomorrow."
"No need." Zhao Yong frowned and thought deeply for a moment, then said, "Summon Mrs. Mi to the meeting hall."
Chen Zhong responded and walked towards the outer palace.
Zhao Yongze returned to the meeting hall.
The palace people relit the Yingying candle, and while waiting for Mrs. Mi, he reopened the simple book in front of him, which was marked with the word "Qin".
Just now he was talking about the State of Qin, but it was not Mrs. Mi who challenged Zhao, but the series of actions of the Qin Army in recent days.
In special times, if you want to know yourself and your enemy, mastering intelligence is crucial. In addition to the two countries Qi and Chu that are in confrontation with themselves, they naturally dare not ignore the movements of their own friendly forces.
Especially for Qin.
This simple book is the major and minor changes that occurred in the Qin court in more than a month as reported by the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Ten days ago, he received the news that the Qin army had withdrawn from Bashu. At first, Zhao Yong was puzzled by this, because he really didn't understand why Qin suddenly gave up the meat of Bashu.
Originally, he thought this was the Qin army's strategy to paralyze the Chu army's southeastern front line.
It wasn't until Zhao Yong saw this brief letter that he realized that there was an internal problem.
The bamboo slips clearly stated that the King of Qin would not be in court for several days, and only the summoned ministers could enter Zhangtai Palace to meet the King. Combined with the retreat of the Bashu Qin army, and the King of Qin's intention to welcome Concubine Mi back to the country years ago. Connecting these lines, it is not difficult to see that the old King Qin may not be able to survive!
Zhao Yong knew before that Ying Si was in poor health. However, he did not expect that Ying Si was dead, and he did not expect that Queen Qin Wei would actually seal the palace.
Fortunately, these will not affect the layout of Dao Zhao State.
There was slight movement outside the hall.
Zhao Yong put down the slip, rubbed the corners of his sore eyebrows, turned his head and looked at the approaching figure.
Mi Bazi was now wearing a dark purple outer robe with exquisite cloud patterns embroidered on the hem. The inner lining was also lined with purple satin. The high collar lining firmly covered her white and plump jade neck. There was light makeup on her face, as if she had been specially dressed up, and her black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin into a high bun that is common among noble ladies.
As soon as the figure came into view, Zhao Yong immediately noticed her clothes.
Although purple is more common in today's aristocratic class, it is still rare for women to wear purple robes. Under the candlelight, Mi Bazi's skin color was even fairer against the purple robe, especially her unique charming temperament, which was even more enchanting against the purple background.
Mi Baziqian walked more than ten steps away, bowed and bowed to the first person in front of him, and said, "Concubine, pay your respects to King Zhao."
The originally loose satin robe was tightly attached to Mrs. Mi's hips and waist when she bent down to worship her. Her plump and beautiful figure instantly struck Zhao Yong's sight.
Perhaps it was because he drank a glass of sake while eating corn cakes just now. At this time, he was excited by the aloof temperament of the young woman in front of him, and Zhao Yong suddenly felt a little charming in his heart.
Zhao Yong stretched out his hand and pointed him to one side to sit down and said, "I haven't seen you for ten months. I'm a bit neglectful of you, madam. Madam, please take a seat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Mi Bazi bowed.
It was windy at night, so Mrs. Mi knelt and sat a few steps away from him. The breeze brought a special fragrance to the tip of his nose. Under the candlelight, Zhao Yong could clearly see the expression on her face. change.
Watching the other party's movements, Zhao Yong said calmly: "I wonder if Madam has any state affairs that she wants to discuss with me?"
When Mi Bazi heard this, his eyes started to dodge.
"I'm here to beg the king to let me and Ji'er return to Qin."
Zhao Yong somewhat expected Mi Bazi's purpose of coming, but he didn't expect that the other party would make it clear to the point right away.
Zhao Yong couldn't help but said helplessly: "Why did the madam say this? When did I stop the madam and the young master from returning to Qin? Qin and Zhao can have today's friendly relations, and the madam and the young master are the cornerstones of it." Zhao Yong took one side. While speaking, he glanced at Chen Zhong beside him.
"If my wife returns to Qin, it will be tantamount to destroying the diplomatic relations between the two countries. Qin and Zhao are not on the same page at that time, but this is not what the people of Qin and Zhao want to see."
"But..." Mi Bazi pursed her red lips. What she was about to say couldn't come out when she reached her lips.
I heard King Zhao in front of me continue: "If Madam hadn't insisted on returning to Qin, I would naturally not have stopped her."
Zhao Yong reached out and picked up a bamboo slip, stood up and said, "But now in Xianyang, a storm is coming, and everyone is in danger. Even if I let my wife go back, she shouldn't go back."
Mi Bazi immediately stared at the other party: "Why did the king say this?"
Zhao Yong walked slowly to Mi Bazi, looked down at her charming and smart eyes, and said in a playful tone: "Madam, do you really not know? There are people around King Qin who don't want the madam and the young master to go back, and they don't even want your mother and son to survive. In the world."
Zhao Yong said as he slowly squatted down and slowly handed the bamboo slip in his hand to Mi Bazi.
The palace attendants had quietly exited the hall at some point, leaving only the two people who were close to Chi Chi in the hall. Mi Bazi felt the other person's breath and subconsciously moved back. She had not been close to the man for many years. She was a little uncomfortable with the sudden approach of King Zhao in front of her.
But she soon stopped retreating.
Smelling the man's unique scent, she boldly looked back at those fiery eyes.
However, the other party made no next move.
Staring at the other person's smiling face, she had no choice but to take the brief letter from the other person's hand.
I heard a chuckle in my ear, and then there was a burst of heat in my ear: "Madam, after reading this, if you still want to return to Qin, I will never stop you."
After Zhao Yong said that, he stood up leisurely and sat back on the king's couch.
It was as if nothing happened just now.
Mi Bazi felt a sense of loss and did not open the bamboo slip in her hand for a long time.
