Zhao Bohu looked at him quietly for a while, then emptyed the two soup cups in front of him and poured wine: "Ziliang, tell me the truth, are you saving her for the sake of E?"

After the incident of rat Gu, Ji Hu hated E Wen very much. Although he did not explain it clearly, people inside and outside the palace no longer used the title of "Empress Dowager" when they mentioned this person.

Duoyou's eyelashes flashed, and he pursed his lips and said, "Even if that's right, I just think she was a woman who was presented to the palace by her brother as a tribute, but she was not favored by the former king and was punished to drink red flower soup.

, I can no longer have my own flesh and blood. I will be alone until I die, and no one will pity her. She only has such a request. Since I have agreed, I will do it."

"Okay," Zhao Bohu sighed: "I will try. But you have to promise me that after this, you will not have any slight involvement with E Kingdom."

"Don't worry, I can save it." Ji Duoyou nodded.

Zhao Bohu was about to say something else, but suddenly he saw the family's priest Mi Bo jogging along the pool and entering the pavilion. He didn't even have time to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He bowed and said, "Prince, it's not good! The backyard just now

News came, the second wife, she died!”

"What?" Duoyou and Zhao Bohu spoke in unison, stood up and asked, "What's going on?"

"Second lady, she swallowed a piece of copper cake-------has died!"

"Ah------" Zhao Bohu felt the sky turn and the earth turn, a trace of sweetness surged in his throat. His body softened slightly, and he fell into Ji Duoyou's arms. He could only hear his friend shouting loudly.

: "Zi Mu, you vomit blood! Hurry up, go and invite the doctor in the palace!"

When he woke up the next day, Zhao Bohu was so soft that he could not move.

The doctor in the palace said that this is a sudden fire and excessive exhaustion. If you cannot calm down for several days, it may cause a serious illness of tuberculosis. Zhao Bohu was not a mediocre person at first, but he was even more sober at this time, so he naturally weighed the importance of the doctor in the palace.

He nodded and started his first day of bedding without seeing the clerk and ignoring state affairs. During the ten days, only Mibo, the doctor of the government and Ji Duoyou came in and out. As for Zhao Ji, he kept hiding news from her. The huge dormitory

, so pure that even Zhao Bohu himself felt strange.

At the same time, a spiritual shed was set up in the front yard to mourn the second wife Meng Ji. She was originally a concubine, with no children, and this fashion was a special period of closed city. Most of the relatives and nobles in the city were far away in Fengyi.

Therefore, there are not many slingers coming. This is foreign affairs, and it is always managed by Uncle Mi. With Bo Yan, he can handle it. Since the night of the chaos, he protected Shi Zi Zhao Sui and Bo Yan.

His status in the Prime Minister's Mansion has been greatly improved, and he can be considered a stand-alone.

After lunch that day, Zhao Bohu felt refreshed and asked the doctor in the palace: "You can continue to take medicine, but it's not possible to sit on the bed again. Government affairs are piled up like a mountain!"

The doctor of the government frowned and said softly: "According to medical principles, the prime minister has to rest for at least one month, otherwise there will be future troubles."

Zhao Bohu's face suddenly sank: "What are the consequences?"

The doctor's face was flushed, but he couldn't say it. Zhao Bohu asserted: "It's just a reduction of my ten-year life. Today I have to go into the study!"

"What's so anxious?" Ji Duoyou entered the bedroom at some point and said aloud: "The king is polite to you. He is almost going to recall Duke Zhou. It will be around tomorrow. You should take good care of your illness, and the future will be long!"

After saying that, he picked up the big bowl on the table and handed it to Zhao Bohu's lips. The latter frowned, but still raised his neck and drank a bowl of black and red sticky medicine. He smacked his lips: "Call me."

The king is worried! It is also a good thing for Duke Zhou to come back. I don’t want to be a powerful minister who monopolizes the national affairs. It is always a good thing for someone to share the burden!"

"That's right to think about it!" Many friends took the medicine bowl and gently put it back on the tray.

The crying sound came from outside, and many friends changed the topic: "What are you going to do about Meng Ji's funeral?"

It was already autumn, but the weather was so hot that it was a bit unusual. Zhao Bohu wiped the sweat from his cheeks: "According to the etiquette, the concubine must not be buried in the cemetery of his ancestors. I want to send her coffin back to the foreign country, which is also considered

Let me return to my hometown! She has not lived a good life with me for a few days, which is also a kind of compensation-----"

In the flash of lightning, Ji Duoyou suddenly had an idea, and a strange light flashed in his amber eyes. He stuttered and said, "Do you have to wait for the day of opening the city? I heard that Rongyi's medical center

There have been fewer people seeking medicine these days, and the plague in the city has been suppressed."

"It's almost three or five days. However, Rongyi-------" Zhao Bohu narrowed his eyes slightly, for this man who had been regarded as the savior by Haojing, from King Zhou to Lishou, from the King of Zhou to Lishou.

, He had an inexplicable sense of defense. Why did he always feel that he had seen that face? He had seen it somewhere, but he could not get it in his memory----

"That------" Ji Duoyou rubbed his hands, looking a little cramped: "What I said last time-------"

Zhao Bohu suddenly woke up, opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment, and finally said, "I understand, let me think about it."

On a clear morning in September, the city gates on all sides of Haojing finally opened, and the people of the city cheered and celebrated. The celebrations on the eve of Kaicheng lasted from day to night. At the same time, horse carriages and ox carriages in and outside the city

, the carriages and various convoys began to move, and the horse and ox convoys outside the city also gathered towards the city gate. This day was a happy moment of reunion.

The gorgeous morning glow slowly rose, and the melodious horns were blown on the tall and magnificent Haojing City Tower.

The sound of the city guarding soldiers echoed: "The city is open when the sun rises, and pedestrians, cars and horses are ready to enter and exit-" With this shout, there were endless chariots, horses and pedestrians loaded with people, like a colorful tribe

The migrating river flowed out of the tall stone door holes in a hurry, without any sign of breaking.

Amid the deafening sounds of bells and drums and cheers, a cavalry team is very eye-catching. All the soldiers of this team are riding a tall horse, wearing a bronze helmet, and a armor with silver-white luster like fish scales, leading the way

The one was a young general in his early twenties.

"Sir Sima, are you going to leave the city?" the city guard generals came forward and asked.

Ji Duoyou bowed immediately: "According to the emperor's order, go to welcome the fourth prince back to Beijing, and ask the general to let go."

The general guarding the city stretched his neck and looked at it. The faces behind him were indeed guards of the royal city. There were always people coming and going, so he waved his hand: "Let it go--"

"Slow down!" A slightly sharp voice suddenly sounded. The eunuch Qi Zhong shook his duck steps and waved over, bowed to Ji Duoyou first, and smiled and said, "It's so that Lord Sima knows that the city gate is under arrest.

The suspect of Gong's fire - the palace maid uncle and concubine, the Royal City Bureau has ordered everyone who leaves the city to check. Look——” he said, pointing to a long group of people lined up at the gate of the city:

These people have been waiting here since the fourth update, and they can only be released after checking one by one. You see------"

"Pretty maid?" Ji Duoyou smiled disdainfully: "All of us are big men? Where did the palace maids come from? What a joke!"

Qi Zhong was prepared for a long time, and he had not been idle these days. There were news from inside and outside, and he was sure that the uncle and concubine were hiding in Sima's mansion. It was just because of what happened in the Imperial Medical Office that day, King Zhou treated Ji Duo.

My friend felt a little guilty. Although the eunuch Jia is now deeply grateful to Ji Hu Xinzhong, he is not convenient to sue this evil. He knew that Ji Duoyou went to greet the fourth prince today, and he was sure that he would take this opportunity to carry his private goods, so he had been there

Waiting for him here!

"Master Sima," Qi Zhong replied slowly, "The king's order has been given up, and everyone must follow it. Although Master Sima is open and honest, if it causes some gossip, you will not rely on the support of the Prime Minister's House.

It would be bad to take the king's life seriously. You said yes?"

Ji Duoyou was not angry either, and just curled his lips coldly: "Since that's the case, let's check it!"

Qi Zhong waved his hand and said, two young eunuchs each holding a portrait of sheepskin, comparing each with all the knights except many friends. Suddenly, a mourning came from far to near the city.

The sound of music, from a distance, a white dress danced with the wind. As soon as we approached, there was indeed a vast crowd of white people in mourning clothes surrounded by a cart wrapped in plain silk. Needless to say, it should be a coffin.

When people saw this situation, they quickly dodged the side. While they felt that it was unlucky to meet a mourning car on the day of Kaicheng. Some people also recognized that the mourning team came from the Prime Minister Zhao's Mansion, and they all started to discuss it privately:

"It's so unlucky. I actually encountered a mourning day on the first day of opening the city!"

"Shut up, do you know whose family belongs to this? Look, isn't that leader Mibo, the priest of Zhaogong Mansion?"

"Prime Minister? Who is dead?"

"I haven't heard of it. The Prime Minister's second wife Meng Ji committed suicide by swallowing gold a few days ago. She said she had a stillbirth on the night of chaos and couldn't think of it. Isn't this a city that has not been opened and can't be able to attend the funeral? I didn't expect to be in a hurry on the first day

I can't wait to leave the city!"

Qi Zhong couldn't help but feel a hot sweat. There were more than a hundred knights waiting for inspection on Ji Duoyou. The funeral team of Zhao Gonggong's mansion was vast and white. At least there were hundreds of people. There were so many people, plus

His three eunuchs checked one by one, and it would take at least half an hour!

"Are you okay with the noble man in the middle?" Ji Duoyou immediately urged impatiently.

"Please wait a moment, it's good." Qi Zhong replied while wiping his sweat.

The funeral team of the Prime Minister's House there was also impatient. A young man in white clothes ran over to check the progress here from time to time, and then went back to report to the leading master Mibo. As time passed, Mibo Mibo

The frown became tighter and tighter, and I couldn't help but sway over to Qi Zhongyi: "Zhonggui, my second wife needs to arrive at the bank of the Wei River before sunset, where there are already boats waiting. At this time, Taibu Guanzong

OK, you can't delay, are you here?"


Chapter completed!