"You, what are you doing?" When Zhu Qizhen saw this scene, although he was still trying to maintain the so-called calmness, it was undeniable that he was already a little panicked.
This is because I don’t want to play with myself anymore.
Take yourself offline.
No, no one in the Ming Dynasty would dare to treat the Supreme Emperor like this.
After listening to Zhu Qizhen's words, Zhao Huanong took his fingers out of the bowl of water, and then kept shaking the water droplets on his fingers. Finally, he took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his fingers carefully.
"The Supreme Emperor, everything is coming to an end. No matter what, you are also the Supreme Emperor of the Ming Dynasty and your Majesty's father. Now, slave, please give the Supreme Emperor a happy drink and drink it. I will send someone to send the Supreme Emperor back to the palace."
After listening to Zhao Huanong's words, Zhu Qizhen smiled awkwardly: "Can you not drink it?"
"Your Majesty, what do you think? There's no turning back when you shoot your bow." Zhao Huanong said calmly.
"Hmph, I don't want to drink. Why do you still dare to use something strong?"
"Your Majesty, please drink it honestly. After drinking, everything will be over, so as not to make it very unpleasant. Let's put it this way, you are talking in your dream that you want to restore the throne, and then exile His Majesty to It's a big taboo to go to Yunnan, so don't worry, His Majesty doesn't know about this either, but we work as slaves just to solve the lord's troubles."
"Now that the Supreme Emperor has become an annoyance to His Majesty and Master, he can only disappear..."
When Zhu Qizhen heard his deepest secret and was told by Zhao Huanong, he felt extremely frightened.
This reason is enough to kill him.
The relationship between father and son seems somewhat insignificant on the side of the throne of power.
"I'm just talking in my sleep. It's nothing to count. No matter what, this is also a matter of our old Zhu family, a matter between our father and son. What are you slaves messing around with?" Zhu Qizhen's voice became louder and louder. The bigger it gets, the louder the voice becomes and the confidence becomes less.
After Zhao Huanong listened to Zhu Qizhen's words, he didn't say much, but just glanced at the tall man beside him.
"What are you looking at? Let's take action..."
"Yes, Eunuch Zhao..."
Several big men approached Zhu Qizhen. One of them opened Zhu Qizhen's mouth directly, and the other poured all the water in the bowl into it.
Zhu Qizhen's body kept swaying, he was refusing. biquge.biz
Use all your strength to refuse.
But at this time, his power seemed insignificant...
I drank the entire bowl of water.
Nongfu Spring is a bit sweet, no, it is very sweet...
After drinking the water, Zhu Qizhen gasped and looked at Zhao Huanong with hatred.
"How's it going, Your Majesty? Is this sugar water delicious?"
"What, you gave me sugar water to drink."
"Otherwise, could it be poison, huh, but thinking about it this way, it is right. Whether it is sugar water or poison, whatever the slave wants the Supreme Emperor to drink, the Supreme Emperor must drink."
"Is it really sugar water..." Zhu Qizhen asked expectantly.
You only have one life, live it and cherish it. Zhu Qizhen could not realize this before, but after experiencing the "poison" he had just been fed, he realized it.
Death, it turns out, is so close to me, the Supreme Emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhao Huanong nodded with a sneer.
After Zhu Qizhen saw it, he nodded ecstatically. The rude behavior that everyone had just done to him was completely forgotten by Zhu Qizhen.
Shall I just say it?
More or less, I have to give him another chance.
"Your Majesty, tell me, is it difficult to live a life without worries about food and clothing in Nangong? Why do you have to make yourself miserable?"
"You are not happy for Your Majesty. His Majesty is not happy. We slaves are not happy either. Tell me, if we are not happy, how can you still be happy?"
"Humans, don't we care about happiness? We have been disabled all our lives, but we are all doing it for Your Majesty. When we do things, we don't care about benevolence, justice and morality."
"If an article is pure and ancient, it does not harm it, and if it is beautiful, it does not harm it. However, if you see someone's article expounding benevolence, righteousness, and morality, you will call him a gentleman. If you talk about flowers, grass, and moon dew, you will call him an evil person. Here is It’s not exhausting either.”
Listening to Zhao Huanong's words, he pulled some more articles for himself.
Zhu Qizhen sneered and said, "I am just willing to deal with smart people like you. Don't worry, I won't cause any more trouble."
Of course, what Zhu Qizhen said at this time was not the truth, it was just to stabilize Zhao Huanong to prevent the sugar water from turning into poison.
This experience told Zhu Qizhen all the time in his life that his own destiny was no longer in his hands, and he should think more about everything he did.
And Zhao Huanong didn't care whether Zhu Qizhen was telling the truth or not.
Part of his responsibility is to look after the Supreme Emperor. There will be many opportunities for dealing with him in the future, and there will be many opportunities for confrontation. There is no need to say it all at the beginning.
Of course, forcibly feeding Zhu Qizhen medicine this time was also the beginning, making Zhu Qizhen fearful all the time...
After Zhao Huanong left, the smoke rose again in the room. Zhu Qizhen, who was sitting on the chair, smelled the strange fragrance and fell into a deep sleep again.
When he woke up, he was already lying on his own spacious and warm dragon bed.
As if nothing happened.
But Zhu Qizhen knew that all those things really happened, and he could never go back to his past in Nangong...
And Zhao Huanong also returned to the palace and resumed his life.
Because this kind of threat to the Supreme Emperor could not be told to His Majesty, Zhao Huanong could only wait for Zhang Bao to have some free time to report the matter truthfully.
After Zhang Bao listened to Zhao Huanong's story.
He said thoughtfully.
"If that packet is really poison, do you think everything is over?"
Zhao Huanong was startled when he heard Zhang Bao's words.
Although he could pretend not to care at all in front of Zhu Qizhen, he still didn't dare to actually poison the Emperor.
This will be liquidated.
Seeing Zhao Huanong's face become panicked, Zhang Bao felt a little disappointed.
Zhang Bao deliberately said this sentence to test Zhao Huanong again.
But the results are indeed somewhat unsatisfactory.
When working for His Majesty, if you have your own selfish motives, how can you possibly do it well? To be the boss in the palace means to throw all your wealth and life behind, and to worry about gains and losses, the more you get nothing.
He sighed and said: "Huanong, we are all poor people in the palace. Your Majesty values us, so we can live like human beings. You are still young, so you don't dare to be confused in certain aspects."
"Yes, godfather, I have taken note of this."
This is Zhang Bao's last reminder to Zhao Huanong. Whether he understands it or not, and whether he does it or not, is beyond his control.
"Shang Ming came back from Zhennanguan, and he seems to have brought back a little palace maid and a little eunuch. After some time, you arrange for him to go to Nangong to take care of him..."
"Yes, godfather..." Zhao Huanong said respectfully.
After arranging for Zhao Huanong, Zhang Bao rushed back to Qianqing Palace to serve him.
At this time, in the imperial prison, a handsome little eunuch was looking at the surrounding scene blankly, his eyes full of yearning...
The second Lantern Festival event in Shuntian Prefecture was held as scheduled.
On the day of the Lantern Festival, tens of thousands of people gather with their friends, bring their wives and children, or go alone to the capital to participate in the Lantern Festival.
Since early morning, the capital has been boiling.
In front of the many food stalls and lanterns, the sounds of hawking, laughter, and bargaining could be heard endlessly, and smiles piled on the faces of every attendee.
This is also the second Lantern Festival held by Shuntian Mansion, and it only lasts for three days.
After the Lantern Festival, the Ming Dynasty also ushered in the first great court meeting in the 14th year of Chenghua...
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