"What's the use of your uncle being here? He's most afraid of being watched by the Long Live God, and he just wishes he could be a man with his tail between his legs," Zhao snorted coldly. While taking a sip of tea, he continued to sneer, "He's an old man. I've never seen such a big storm. At this moment, he is so timid as a mouse. It's really ridiculous."
Why is Mrs. Zhao angry with Zhao Changrong
It was because knowing that Long Live God wanted to confer the title of Concubine Hui on the same day as her, Mrs. Zhao was furious. On the same day, Zhao Changrong, a confidant and a talkative right minister, was sent to ask him to mention this matter in the previous court, so that Lord Long Live would know the seriousness. Dispel the idea. Who knew that Zhao Changrong not only did not intervene in this matter, but also let Zhao's law-abiding, don't make trouble. Mrs. Zhao couldn't be more angry. While complaining that his elder brother refused to help him. But on the one hand, he really kept holding back and didn't dare to make trouble, but today he was in front of his son. She couldn't help but complain.
"Concubine mother, please don't wrong uncle. Uncle has not been idle recently, and has been sharing worries for his son," Zhong Mingzheng said hastily. "If the matter at hand is done well, the mother and concubine will naturally not care whether that bitch is a concubine or a concubine, and whether the baby in her belly is a man or a woman."
"What's the matter, tell me quickly!" Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhao looked at Zhong Mingzheng with bright eyes.
"Mother and concubine, you have been in the palace for thirty years, do you know what father is most taboo about?" Zhong Mingzheng said with a smile, without waiting for Zhao's answer, he continued, "The most taboo thing is being concealed." I was deceived, so if my father finds out that I have been lied to by the person next to me and my own son for many years, how angry do you think my father will be?"
"What do you mean by that?" Mrs. Zhao didn't understand, "Which person next to your pillow is your own son? Please explain clearly."
Zhong Mingzheng took a sip of his tea and looked at Zhao Shi: "Concubine Mother, my son told you before that Li Daitao rescued a Jinyiwei from a deadlock, do you remember?"
"I remember, I also heard about the Eight Tigers of the Jiang family at that time. Lord Long Live was angry with Dai Jingfeng. On a cold day, Dai Jingfeng almost broke his leg kneeling outside the imperial study, and then Naturally, you have to take action when you go back," Zhao nodded, and took a sip of tea, "After that, you came to me and told me that you rescued that man from Dai Jingfeng's men without anyone noticing. Damn Jin Yiwei, what is his name Jiang? Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"
"Mother Concubine, don't underestimate that Jin Yiwei named Jiang. He used to be Dai Jingfeng's right-hand man. Even the important task of sending the deposed prince to Ninggu Pagoda fell on him. One can imagine that he I got a lot of secrets from him about my status in Jinyiwei," Zhong Mingzheng said, paused, and then smiled playfully, "Mother, concubine, guess what? How much effort did the imperial concubine put in to let Prince Hui and the Zou family give birth to a young son?"
When Mrs. Zhao heard this, she immediately became interested. While propping her chin with her hands, she calmly said: "Then tell me, what good things did they do behind their backs?"
"The second child has been weak since he was a child, and he is the weakest among us princes. After many years of marriage, there is no man and a half woman under his knees. Presumably he broke his body in the womb. Those who have no ability to give birth to sons, but ah, the concubine Shu does not believe in evil." Having said this, Zhong Mingzheng couldn't help curling his lips ironically, and said to Zhao, "Mother, concubine, guess what? The imperial concubine actually asked Cui Youan, a dignified minister from the first-rank official department, to go outside to find Huichun pill."
"Rejuvenation Pill?" Zhao Shi was startled, then frowned and said, "It's a good thing they can figure out such a dirty trick."
"Yeah, it's really dirty," Zhong Mingzheng nodded, and said lightly, "But if you can give birth to a son, it doesn't matter if you're a little bit dirty? I'm afraid I'm afraid I've exhausted all the low-handed methods, or I can't give birth."
Mrs. Zhao took a sip of her tea, and pondered, "Prince Hui's body is indeed not good. When Concubine Shu was pregnant with him, she struggled more than others. How much tonic did she take and how much decoction she drank? But she didn't delay At full term, Prince Hui was born in only eight months. He was like a little milk cat. He couldn't even cry when he was born. Yes, Concubine Shu is also blessed that such a small child was saved. Rao grew up drinking soup and medicine since childhood, but there was no serious illness or disaster after all. Compared with you, he is more favored by the emperor. If you didn't take the first step If you have a son, I am afraid that the position of the prince will fall to him, and the position of the royal concubine of this palace will naturally be replaced by that bitch Concubine Shu."