I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

Chapter 133

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Ever since Jiang Rao left the capital, the queen sent her eyeliner to follow.

Seeing that Jiang Rao insisted on going her own way and walked all the way to Rui County without any intention of turning back, she became murderous.

She can't let Jiang Rao ruin her affairs anymore. Although Rong Ting has died in Huaizhou, there are still too many things that must be kept secret at any time.

Not only for the seventeenth prince's throne, but also for her own reputation a hundred years later.

Since Jiang Xingzhou was in charge of Ning'anbo's mansion, Ning'anbo's mansion is no longer close to her Xu family and far away from Qin's family as before. On the contrary, the relationship with the Qin family has become closer and closer, and has no effect on the Xu family. , there was a faint sense of stumbling, the queen did not regret Jiang Rao's life at all.

Since Rong Ting came back from Yecheng, she was blocked and miscalculated every step of the way, and she has been suppressed for too long.

Although the Huaizhou incident finally went according to her wishes, she still told Rong Ting to earn the merits of her life, even if she died like a lamp, she thought that the person who gave her so much suffering would end up with a good reputation, This meritorious service was an opportunity she personally created for him. Emperor Zhaowu often mentioned Rong Ting when he came to her these days, and his expression looked sad and pleased. She didn't want to say good things about Rong Ting, but she had to go along with it...

The source of all this is Jiang Rao.

If it weren't for her, Rong Ting would have died in Yecheng long ago, how could he have stolen so many years and received so many praises

Since the little girl doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, she always comes to block her way, so she should pay a price.

Empress Jiahe raised her fingers, and glanced coldly at the confidant maid on one side. The confidant maid heard her question, watched Empress Jiahe's movements, stepped forward to put away the cloth that was on the table, and bowed in front of the empress. In the ear, whispered, "Your Majesty's question is really a coincidence."

"He Zhizhou's letter just arrived at the master of the country, and the master of the country asked me to come and inform my mother, and the mother asked herself."

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The maid approached the queen, "The inn in Qiliu Town caught fire, and I heard that many people died. The magistrate was so busy that he even wrote to He Zhizhou to call for help."

"The magistrate of Rui County, Zuo Junyuan." Empress Jiahe recited the name of Zuo Zhixian, and wrapped her fingers around the incense burner of Ruishou. The incense was rewarded by the emperor a few days ago, so she naturally wanted to wear it Putting on this kind of incense is also to let the emperor know how much she likes this incense. The queen looked at the incense burner with a wafting fragrance, with a smile in her eyes, but regret in her tone, "I heard the name Zuo Junyuan from my father." After a few times, he was a capable person, but unfortunately he didn't know how to adapt. His father tried to win him over several times before, but he couldn't find the right way. This person really doesn't know how to flatter him. Find a free time and go out of the palace after the buyer , to send a word to Ben Gong's father."

The servant girl listened attentively, and the queen said: "After this case gets serious, Jiang Xingzhou loves his only daughter so much, so he must investigate to the end. At that time, the crime will be thrown on Zuo Junyuan, saying that he is ineffective. Wait for Jiang Xingzhou to make a fuss. Great, if you insist on holding this magistrate accountable, ask your father to help Zuo Junyuan and give him a way out."

The corner of the Queen's lips curled up, and she said firmly: "The Zuo Zhixian is so honest and upright, he must be a person who knows how to repay his kindness. If we help him, he will definitely want to repay him."

She said slowly: "Forget it, but let go of my father's wish to take Zuozhi County for his own use."

The palace maid nodded, chuckled lightly, and praised: "Your Majesty's words are very true."

left mansion.

Madam Zuo hugged Zuo Jixuan.

Zuo Jixuan put his small hand into the mouth repeatedly, Mrs. Zuo took it back and said a few words to the meeting, finally seeing that Zuo Jixuan never changed, and did not reprimand her anymore, she asked the servant girl to find a clean doll for Zuo Ji Xuan bit.

As soon as Zuo Zhixian returned to the mansion, Mrs. Zuo found him with the child in her arms, "He Zhizhou has always disagreed with your political views. How many times do you suppress and bully you because of your official status? Why do you still want to help this time?" He does something?"

She was full of anger and anger, and the magistrate kept hiding back, "Didn't Madam always want to see me flourish?"

Mrs. Zuo was stunned for a moment, "I asked Miss Jiang to help you, did you listen?"

She stomped her feet, "I just feel that with the talent of the official, I should have moved up a long time ago. It's just a pity, not a dislike. If you are so spineless, you have to curry favor with He Huairong's kind of knock-on-the-bones, just for the sake of official position." I will take Xuan'er back to her mother's house as an old man who steers the rudder."

Zuo Zhixian laughed helplessly, "You misunderstood."

He summoned a servant, only to realize that He Zhizhou's letter had been sent to the wrong place, instead of being sent to the Yamen, it was sent directly to his mansion.

He Huairong had been at odds with him for many years, and this time, in addition to sending a letter, he also sent a rare gift.

Zuo Zhixian thought of what Rong Ting had already found out when he was here, his eyes turned cold.

What's the point of sending a gift today, but tomorrow I'm afraid they will bring soldiers to accuse him of neglecting governance and shielding troublesome people, and to question him for his crimes.

This ceremony is no different from fine wine mixed with poison.

He shook his head, looking sad.

Seeing his expression like this, Mrs. Zuo frowned, "What I just said was all angry, what's your problem?"

The county magistrate shook his head, "Since He Zhizhou sent the letter to the mansion, I will go and have a look at it later. As for the gift he gave, I will trouble my wife to return an appropriate gift. I am going to chat with him recently. I will have some dealings with him, but I won't be in the same boat with him as Madam is worried about."

"Then why do you have to prepare a return gift for him?"

"I promised Jiu..." The county magistrate paused, realizing that he had almost leaked Rong Ting's identity, paused for a moment, and said, "I promised Mr. Qi some things, it must be arranged in this way, madam, don't ask too much."

He smiled, and pulled Zuo Jixuan's little hand in Mrs. Zuo's arms, "Xuan'er, Daddy wants to watch until the clouds open and the moon shines."

After the confidant maid figured out a way to get out of the palace, the queen recalled what the maid had reported to her, and suddenly realized something.

Many people died in the fire in Rui County, but the maid did not say whether Jiang Rao was among them.

Empress Jiahe touched the smoke from the incense that the emperor gave her with her finger, her expression gradually changed.

Jiang Rao went south and concealed her identity from the outside world. Empress Jiahe knew this from the beginning.

She counted the days and found that He Zhizhou's letter had already been mailed to Xu's residence, but the eyeliner she arranged beside Jiang Rao lost the news at some point.

Could it be that the fire also hurt her people

Empress Jiahe frowned and pinched her fingers to calculate. Over the past few years, more and more dead soldiers have disappeared.

The embroidered pattern of silver snakes on the dead man's clothes should be changed.

After finally winning Emperor Zhaowu's heart to her, he can't make him suspicious of her anymore.

Empress Jiahe took a look outside, trying to find someone she could trust to deliver a letter to the Xu Mansion for her. When she looked outside, she saw the figure of the Seventeenth Prince appearing in the Jinxiu Palace.

No matter how trustworthy a court lady is, she can't compare to her own son. Empress Jiahe laughed and asked the maid to summon the seventeenth prince into the inner palace, and drew up a letter for the seventeenth prince to take out when he left the palace.

She looked at the ruddy complexion of the Seventeenth Prince, which was much darker than last year. She knew all about the Seventeenth Prince's every move, raised her eyelids, and looked at the Seventeenth Prince, "Recently, why do you like going to the martial arts field so much? "

The Seventeenth Prince stood aside, his eyelids drooping, not daring to meet Empress Jiahe's eyes, "The day when Fanbang will come to pay tribute is approaching, and when their warriors come, Father will definitely ask us to compete with them again, son I don't want to be at a disadvantage."

The queen smiled, and patted the seventeenth prince's arm, "It's great that you have such thoughts yourself."

"Where is the envoy who paid the tribute?" Empress Jiahe glanced at the Seventeenth Prince, and felt that he was still a bit thin and weak, and maybe he couldn't compare to the burly and strong warrior of the foreign race.

It may not necessarily be martial arts that decides whether to win or lose a martial arts competition.

If the samurai brought by the envoy ate something bad on the way, or if something happened during the contest... the winner would be her little Shiqi.

This is a matter of saving Dazhao's face. As long as she can win, even if she uses some low-level means, the emperor will definitely forgive her if she finds out.

Those people from other races are rough people, and they can't tell if they make small movements.

During this year, she also tested Emperor Zhaowu's tolerance for her, and had conflicts with other concubines several times. Even if it was her fault, Emperor Zhaowu would always stand by her side. Looking at the Seventeenth Prince contentedly, she didn't tell the Seventeenth Prince her plan, "The queen mother believes in you, and she will definitely defeat those savages."

The Seventeenth Prince clenched his fist, nodded lightly, and said seriously: "I will definitely do my best."

He glanced at Jiahe Empress with some hesitation, and asked timidly: "In the next few days, can my son return to the martial arts field a few more times?"

Empress Jiahe really wanted to tell him that she didn't need to waste any more time, but these days were really comfortable, which made her pamper the Seventeenth Prince, not as strict as before. A smile appeared in her eyes, slightly He nodded and agreed, "Don't delay your studies, if you want to go to the martial arts field, then go."

The seventeenth prince laughed, glanced at the gloom in his eyes, and said loudly: "I have thanked my mother."

Jiahe Empress looked at his back as he walked out.

Over the past few years, the Seventeenth Prince's stature has grown a lot.

It's time for the sub-fu to leave the palace.

After the division of the government, it's time to discuss relatives.

Whether it's the mansion after the division of the government, or a marriage, her son deserves the best.

Three days later, the Fanbang envoys arrived in the capital.

Emperor Zhaowu held a palace banquet as in previous years. When the envoy heard that Rong Ting had an accident in Huaizhou, he knew that Rong Ting's name could not be mentioned in front of Emperor Zhaowu, and he was afraid that if the warriors were called out to compete with Dazhao's prince, they would It made Emperor Zhaowu think of Rong Ting, afraid of bad luck, and didn't even dare to mention this matter again.

Empress Jiahe saw that the envoys did not recommend the warriors for a long time, and after drinking for three rounds, she took the initiative to cuddle up to Emperor Zhaowu and said softly, "Why don't you see the warriors come out?"

The envoy was not far away, and when he heard Jiahe's words, he glanced at Jiahe's side.

Following the wishes of Empress Jiahe, Emperor Zhaowu asked the envoy when the warriors would come out, and the envoy said respectfully, "Adanu is waiting outside. If your Majesty wants to see him, I will call him up."

Emperor Zhaowu nodded.

The envoy gave a few instructions to the entourage around him, telling the entourage to call the warrior over.

And he put down the wine glass in his hand, and the slightly swaying wine in the wine glass glistened, reflecting his dissatisfied expression.

He saw the excitement on the faces of Jiahe Empress when the warrior was mentioned just now.

The empress of the Jokhang gave him the feeling that she has always been slick and slick, and has never made people feel uncomfortable. Why is it today

He raised his glass and pretended to drink, but actually took another look at the emperor and empress, and felt that Jiahe and empress were a little more reckless, not as calm and steady as before.

Such thoughts linger.

The samurai entered the arena, and Empress Jiahe glanced at the maid next to her. The maid received her wink and left quietly.

Empress Jiahe smiled lightly, leaned into Emperor Zhaowu's ear, and said softly: "The concubine knows that in the past years, he always suffered defeats. His Majesty is kind-hearted and never gets angry, but he is definitely looking forward to Dazhao's victory in his heart. Now Yuan'er is suffering. Practicing martial arts, I have improved a lot, maybe I can save face for Your Majesty."

Emperor Zhaowu smiled very lightly, and patted the Queen's hand lightly, as if agreeing, but did not answer anything.

Empress Jiahe waited for the other princes to go and lose face first, and then called the seventeenth prince to come out.

The venue was changed to Qingyuan Terrace.

The venue here is wide and the wind is strong. After arriving here, Emperor Zhaowu trimmed the collar corners for the queen.

The queen's eyes were soft and grateful, and when Emperor Zhaowu turned around, she raised the corners of her lips, and lingered behind the figure of Concubine Yun Gui.

When warriors compete, high-ranking concubines can come to Qingyuan Terrace to watch the ceremony.

But she passed her triumphant gaze, but she couldn't find Concubine Yun.

The queen pursed her lips and asked Emperor Zhaowu, "Sister Yun likes to be lively, why is she not seen?"

Could it be that Qin Yun ran into the emperor before she could make a move? He was left out in the cold and put under confinement.

Empress Jiahe thought of this possibility, and secretly laughed in her heart.

Emperor Zhaowu's voice came along with the wind, "The imperial concubine treats her niece as her heart's love. It is really rare for a foreign warrior to compete with the prince of this dynasty once a year. Concubine Yun's niece today When she returns to Beijing, she wants to bring her over to have a look, and when she gets someone, she will come over."

Empress Jiahe still had a gentle expression on her face. Hearing Emperor Zhaowu's words, her heart was horrified, and the corners of her lips trembled a few times, as if they couldn't hold back.

Qin Yun's nieces... How many can there be

Isn't it... dead...

Emperor Zhaowu looked at Empress Jiahe, his gaze was still indifferent.

The Queen's voice trembled, "The Emperor said, but Miss Jiang Si from Ning'an Bo's Mansion?"