Looking forward to returning, the fierce Korean Mrs. Han, with her only son——
Cheng Jiao, who had knocked his chin and had been bandaged by the imperial doctor but was still bleeding and had to be covered with a handkerchief, made a dazzling appearance.
Mrs. Han's earrings flew up.
When she saw Ying Zichu on the collapse, she pulled Cheng Jiao and knelt down.
Qi Ran said: "I am going with Jiao'er to pay homage to the king."
Ying Zichu asked doubtfully: "Didn't I just meet you...ahem...have you ever paid homage to me just now?"
Seeing Cheng Jiao with tears in his eyes and covering his mouth with a handkerchief, he paused and asked, "What's going on?"
Mrs. Han's tears burst out like a waterfall in an instant, "My lord, you have to make the decision for me and Jiao'er."
"It doesn't matter that I am being bullied in this deep palace. After all, I am just a wife. I can just grit my teeth and get over it. But Chengjiao, Chengjiao is innocent. He is your youngest son and the grandson of the Queen Mother. Your Majesty, while you and the Queen Mother are still here, someone is openly harming Jiao'er, Your Majesty! Even if I risk my life today, I will seek justice for Jiao'er!"
Cheng Jiao also worked hard, crying loudly at the top of her lungs, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.! Father, mother, father, oooooo."
The mother was naturally calling Mrs. Han of South Korea. As the queen, Zhao Ji's face instantly became worried.
When Ying Zichu saw his injured son, he felt distressed and said, "Jiao'er, tell me, how did you get hurt?"
"Father, he pushed me, he pushed me."
There were tears in Cheng Jiao's eyes, his tone was childish, and his words were vague, as if he wanted to express what he just said clearly.
He pointed at Ying Zheng and said, "He just pushed my back with his hand, and I fell to my chin, woo woo woo, father."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Mrs. Han also cried.
The mother and the son cried non-stop, not even burping.
Ying Zichu's face was filled with tears, and he looked at his eldest son Ying Zheng, "Zheng'er, cough, cough, cough, what Mrs. Han said is true, was it you who pushed the younger brother with your own hands?"
Ying Zhengli's straight body, although he has the figure of a young man, has a very clear curve in his waist and back.
His calmness was completely different from that of Cheng Jiao, who was only three years younger and kept crying.
"If you want to incriminate someone, why bother?"
Appreciation flashed in Ying Zichu's eyes, "Go out and kneel and wait until Mrs. Han forgives you and when you get up."
After this order, Mrs. Han's face changed slightly. Cheng Jiao didn't understand, so she just looked at her mother while crying.
Zhao Ji didn't even know what a powerful relationship was. She just knew that punishing Ying Zheng was punishing her, and she gained Mrs. Han's prestige in vain.
What's more, it would be biased to make a conclusion in just a few words about pushing away the younger brother.
Zhao Ji said angrily: "Your Majesty, I know Zheng'er's character and I will definitely not be able to do such a thing."
"Then my judgment of justice was wrong?"
Ying Zichu returned the bet with one sentence, leaving Zhao Ji speechless.
His face softened slightly, he patted her catkins, and said to Mrs. Han and Cheng Jiao who were kneeling below: "Take Cheng Jiao back. There is so much blood. If you cough, cough, cough, you need to take good care of your injuries. Don't come out and make trouble." Walk."
Mrs. Han's head touched the ground: "Yes, I will obey the king's order."
Ying Zheng also bowed and walked out on his knees. Baitao saw Brother Zheng going out and followed him closely.
In an instant, most of the people were missing from the room, and it became more spacious.
Ying Zichu held Zhao Ji's catkin and closed his eyes. Zhao Ji looked at him like this, her heart felt like she was falling on the edge of a cliff, and she was not sure if she could fall down.
She could only shed tears.
Ying Zichu opened his eyes and stretched out his fingertips to push aside her wet temples, "Don't worry, even if I leave, cough cough cough... and Xiangbang, he is cunning and resourceful, and has special talents. I work hard and I can be of great use."
"You are no match for Empress Dowager Huayang, and you cannot defeat Mrs. Han. There have been entanglements and grudges among the upper echelons for a long time. You should look to Xiangbang to make decisions on everything and rely on him more. Well, don't act out of emotion."
Zhao Ji was speechless and just shook her head, "No, no, Your Majesty, you will live a long life."
"That's a lie."
Ying Zichu's tone was floating, "Ahem... the kid who came in with Zheng'er just now is called Baitao."
Zhao Zheng wiped away tears and said, "Yes."
"He is a lovely child, and Zheng'er also likes him. Ahem, he often comes to my dormitory with Baitao to pay homage. I can understand Zheng'er's intentions, ahem."
Ying Zichu sighed, "She is just an orphan. Her brother is missing to save Zheng'er. I'm afraid it's going to be bad."
"You must treat her as your own and take care of her. This is what I can do for my son."
"I also like that child."
Zhao Ji hurriedly comforted her and said, "Your Majesty, you are not feeling well. It is important to stay calm and recuperate now. I will definitely do this. You should rest."
Ying Zichu's eyelids moved and he closed his eyes again.
Outside, Baitao was kneeling with Ying Zheng.
There was a big fireball-like sun hanging in the sky, and the ground was so hot that it was almost impossible to stand.
Even the pot-bellied crickets jumped around as if they were on springs.
The scorching temperature makes people sweat like rain after just standing outside for a while.
Baitao held a tung oil umbrella and held up a shady place for the kneeling Ying Zheng. Seeing the sun setting in the west, he said: "Brother Zheng, how about I get you a soft cushion? Kneeling like this, I don't know what to do." When will Mrs. Han be able to calm down, you are obviously wronged, how could King Qin be like this, he is so partial, huh."
Ying Zheng pursed his lips: "It is better for Mrs. Han to attack than for Queen Mother Huayang to attack."
He said gently, "Taotao, it's hot outside, you should go back and take shelter first."
"don't want."
Baitao shook his head, "If you have any good things, you will always think of me and be so kind to me. Now that you are suffering, I will also suffer with you. Otherwise, I will be a little heartless and I will be embarrassed when I think about it."
Ying Zheng lowered the corners of his lips and said with a deliberately straight face: "It's not peaceful outside the palace. If you stop running around outside, you will be suffering with me."
Baitao wanted to cover his head: "Don't listen, don't listen."
Ying Zheng said again: "Then I just want to tell you, will you leave?"
Baitao stamped her foot, "If you don't leave, the worst thing you can do is tell me what you say, it goes in one ear and out the other, it's not like I haven't heard it before."
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You have such a temperament, it's a shame you met me."
"What kind of temperament?" Baitao muttered.
Just as Ying Zheng was about to answer, an old palace maid came next to him.
The old palace maid had white temples and a dark mole under her lip, which made her look mean and mean.
When she saw Ying Zheng kneeling and Baitao next to her, she said, "Mrs. Han's letter means that His Highness the Crown Prince can get up. Your Highness the Crown Prince, if the Queen invites you, please come with me."
Ying Zheng stood up, but unexpectedly he couldn't move on his knees. His knees felt numb, stiff and numb.
He swayed a few times, and Baitao supported him and said like a little adult, "It's better if you get up in such a hurry. Don't let it go in one ear and out the other, follow me."
He touched the two bulging bags on her head and said in a low voice: "Okay, I won't follow your example. Taotao, you go back first. Queen Mother has something to do with me."
"All right."
Baitao felt good, nodded and looked at his leaving figure.
After Ying Zheng completely disappeared, she also walked out of the palace. Unexpectedly, an old palace maid stopped her when she went out, "This is the little master Baitao, the Queen Mother Huayang has invited her."
Changle Palace.
Inside, pearls serve as curtains and crystals serve as lamps.
The gold bottles, plates and jade cups placed on the table shone brightly in the candlelight.
The train of Queen Mother Huayang was spread out on the ground, and the octagonal palace lanterns she placed cast a hazy yellow light on her, making her look quiet, mysterious and inviolable.
When Baitao came in, all her fox fur had been straightened out, "Public girl Baitao pays homage to the Queen Mother."
Her delicate and soft voice filled the hall, and Queen Mother Huayang, who was sitting on the table, turned her eyes to her.
Empress Dowager Huayang touched the turquoise pearl jade buckle on her chest and said, "Come up and sit down."
"No." Baitao stepped up the jade steps one by one and sat opposite Mrs. Huayang.
The fragrant aroma hit her. Bai Tao sat on the futon and saw several glasses of iced drinks placed on the long table.
Mrs. Huayang said: "I heard that there is a shortage of ice in your palace. Have you run out of ice?"
Things in the palace cannot be hidden from Mrs. Huayang's spies.
Baitao nodded, "Yes, but Uncle Lu said that private ice will be delivered tomorrow. He is a good man."
"After all, he is a merchant, and as a prime minister, he cannot change his true nature as a merchant."
Mrs. Huayang smiled slightly, "My child, I have iced drinks here, but they are much better than those at Xiangbang's place. What about you, do you want to drink them or not?"
"Why don't you drink the reward from the Queen Mother?"
Baitao didn't hesitate, held the jade light cup and drank half of it. She said with her big eyes, "Your Majesty's stuff is very delicious."
"good."
Mrs. Huayang smiled and said, "Good boy, it's a pity that the old woman doesn't have a son or a daughter. If she had, she should be as smart and lovable as you."
Baitao said: "Isn't there brother Zheng? He is your eldest grandson, the Queen Mother, and he is connected by blood."
Mrs. Huayang's eye lines suddenly smoothed away when she laughed, "I'm just my eldest grandson living in a foreign country. How close can I get to the old woman? Let's not mention it."
"That's not the case. Brother Zheng values love and righteousness."
Baitao Jiang recounted his experience of escaping with Ying Zheng, "Even if I was unconscious, he did not leave me behind. He was still very powerful. He led me to escape from the snowy mountains in the ice and snow, and even pulled out the weapon that was lying in wait at the border of Qin and Zhao. Spy."
"The spy and the barbarian have no horses, so they are bound to die. Moreover, his martial arts is also very strong. He can hit three with one punch."
Mrs. Huayang: "Oh? Is this really true?"
"Yeah yeah."
Baitao poured out the good words into a basket, "It's just that the Queen Mother and Brother Zheng are estranged now. This is actually inevitable."
"Brother Zheng is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. As long as we talk about it, he will be as filial to the Queen Mother as the king."
The girl was talking eloquently, for fear that she wouldn't believe it, and when she got anxious, she would make signs with her little hands.
"I told him about you, the Queen Mother, and he said that he admired and was grateful to his grandmother. If it weren't for his grandmother, he wouldn't be where he is today."
Mrs. Huayang raised her eyes and said, "It's hard for you to say all the good things for him. It's getting late. You should go back."
Baitao didn't know if what she said would be effective, but it was better to say it than not to say it at all. She bowed sternly and said, "Empress Dowager, Baitao is leaving."
After the person left, a man appeared from the dark room next to him.
He is the biological brother of Mrs. Huayang, a nobleman of Chu State, and Yangquan Jun Michen.
He is tall, has splayed eyebrows, and very heavy forehead lines.
When she came out, her brows were formed into the character "Chuan", which made her face full of furrows. "Azi, you just let her go back?"
Mrs. Huayang did not look back: "What else?"
Mi Chen was anxious, "Didn't we agree that we would blackmail the orphan girl and force her to accuse Ying Zheng of not being the son of King Qin, but the son of Zhao Ji and Lu Buwei."
"We are basically in control of government affairs. Regardless of whether it is true or false, no one can say a word "no"."
"At that time, Zhao Ji, Ying Zheng and Lu Buwei will all be implicated. The king is seriously ill now and is changing dynasties. Who is not considering the orthodox bloodline? Sister, you are confused!"
Mrs. Huayang: "Humph, you agreed, but the old woman didn't agree."
Her eyes sparkled with insights honed during her court career, and her well-combed hair was already covered in white frost, but her face was graceful and luxurious, and the wind and frost could not corrode it.
"Confused or not, the old woman is getting older, and sometimes she is a little confused, but the old woman will never forget that she is the widow of the late king and the orthodox Queen Mother of Huayang of the Qin Dynasty!"
The hall became quiet for a moment.
Mi Chen stood on the stone steps, looked at her and said: "However, if Ying Zheng comes to the throne, this son is surly, paranoid, strong-minded, and an unusual young man. I am afraid it will be difficult to control him, but Cheng Jiao is not the same. Cheng Jiao has been growing up since he was a child. I can see that he is under the knee of my sister, and I can see it as my brother. He is just still young, so he is a little unable to take on a big role, but he has to be given a chance, right?"
"Sister, one step is wrong and the other is wrong. If Ying Zheng takes the throne and launches an attack, I'm afraid it will be too late! How can we still have a foothold with the surname Chu in the Qin Kingdom!"
Mrs. Huayang: "What is the use of Chengjiao? The old woman has watched him grow up. As a grandson, he is filial, but as a prince, it is much worse."
She continued coldly, "Beautiful jade is carved, and people become adults through hardships."
"Don't think that the old woman is deaf and blind. The old woman can clearly detect what kind of person Ying Zheng is."
"The orphan girl just said that Yingzheng values love and justice. Her words can be fake, but her eyes can't be fake. The old woman is his grandmother, and you are his uncle. It is also a sure thing. In the future, even if our Chu family is no longer as glorious as it was back then, it won’t be much different!"
Mi Chen wanted to say more: "But in the end——"
"Hmph, don't think that the old woman doesn't know what you are thinking."
Mrs. Huayang interrupted him impatiently: "You are capable of doing great things, and you have a big head and a hat. It is because Xiangbang's talents are better than yours. Are you jealous? Are you resentful?"
"You can't wait to destroy it and replace it. The old woman will tell you now. How you make the stumbling block is your business."
"But establishing a prince is a matter for the ancestral temple and the country. You must not betray the overall situation and vent your personal anger!"
The secrets in Mi Chen's heart were exposed one after another, and he lowered his head in shame and anger, "But, Xiangbang has a large number of followers in the Qin State, and he really can't restrain himself. The limelight is too great, not to mention that he also wants to compile a country. The book seems to be called "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals"!"
"Why are you anxious? Most of the people who take the lead don't have any good fruits to eat."
Mrs. Huayang walked into the inner room, "Just wait and see, within ten years."
