Chapter 284 The Prince's Death
Some people say that sleeping is like a small death. In his previous life, Jiang Qingzhi had taken anesthesia and experienced that feeling. He felt that it was more like a small death than sleeping.
Jiang Qingzhi woke up slowly, and the remaining dreams receded like a tide.
There is no sound of birds singing, which means it is still early.
The early morning in early summer is very comfortable, neither too cold nor too hot.
Something was moving on the roof, the sound was very slight.
It’s Duoduo, the dog who didn’t come home. I wonder where he went last night.
The sound of a maid grinding her teeth came from next door, which made Jiang Qingzhi inexplicably think of the horror movie he had seen in his previous life.
But then he smelled the woman's warm scent and felt the warmth coming from his side.
The five senses are instantly recovered.
How many days have you been a vegetarian?
Jiang Qingzhi thought about it for a while, and someone beside him murmured, "Husband, it's still early!"
"Well! Go to sleep."
Jiang Qingzhi couldn't sleep. His mind, which had been empty for a short while, was filled with all kinds of things.
The Taoist priest started to take charge of the affairs, and the Imperial Guards reportedly started to investigate the imperial doctors. All the attendants around the crown prince were sent to the East Factory...
Yan Song has been as busy as an old dog these days. It is said that his wife at home has even forgotten what he looks like.
It is really funny to see such a notorious treacherous minister being so diligent in serving the king.
Lu Bing also slid down from the top of the wall for the time being. The Jinyiwei had been hunting down thieves in the capital these days. It was said that they had caught quite a few thieves, but there was not a single suspect in any major case.
Instead, the people from the Five Cities Military Department captured several serious criminals and received commendations from the central government.
"You had a dream again last night." The person next to him muttered, and pressed her body towards his side, as if there was a harbor there that could make her feel safe.
"You don't even think it's hot!" Jiang Qingzhi said with disdain.
"Does my husband dislike me?" The body pressed even closer.
"You look very disgusted." Jiang Qingzhi thought to himself, not allowing me to move, and sticking to me again, "Do you really think I'm Liu Xiahui?"
"Just one more day." The woman raised her head slightly, and her white teeth could be seen gleaming in the darkness. "I asked a doctor, and he said that it is best to rest for seven days after returning from a long journey..."
"I suspect that the doctor is a thousand-year-old ghost." Jiang Qingzhi couldn't help but take action.
The person next to him rolled over nimbly, avoiding his clutches, sat up, and swiftly put up her long hair. "Why do you say that?"
"Seven days!" Jiang Qingzhi said angrily, "What we care about is three, or multiples of three. Or nine, nine is the maximum number. Or thirty-six, eighty-one, one hundred and eight..."
Thinking of the 108, Jiang Qingzhi couldn't help but think of Water Margin.
"It's a pity for those good guys."
"Who are you talking about, my husband?" Li Tian sat down in front of the dressing table.
"When you become a bandit in the future, kill anyone with the surname Song if you meet him." Jiang Qingzhi, a former small warlord, had a very bad impression of Ji Shiyu.
"Song?"
"Ok!"
Jiang Qing got out of bed, put his head on his wife's shoulder, looked at the couple's faces in the bronze mirror, and suddenly grinned.
Kissing his wife on the cheek, Jiang Qingzhi shouted, "Today is another energetic day. My luck will be extremely good..."
If you manifest early in the morning, you will feel extra energetic.
After opening the door, Jiang Qingzhi turned around and asked, "Madam, don't you want to learn swordsmanship?"
Li Tian shook his head.
"What about boxing? I have a set of boxing techniques that will shock the heavens and earth and make ghosts weep. After mastering it, you can live as long as the heavens and earth...would you like to consider it?"
Li Tian shook his head firmly.
After Jiang Qingzhi left regretfully, Li Tian suddenly laughed.
The atmosphere in the family was somewhat gloomy these days because of the death of the crown prince. As the head of the family, Jiang Qingzhi had been making jokes early in the morning just to make his wife happy.
Li Tian tilted her head and made a face at the pretty face in the bronze mirror, "You are really lucky."
Mo Zhan's injury had not yet recovered, but he still appeared on the small training ground in the morning. He stood there in a strange manner, and Jiang Qingzhi thought he was standing still.
Or practice some internal martial arts.
In his previous life, he always thought that the so-called military generals were probably just stronger than himself, but when he saw the long weapons used by several generals, he was dumbfounded.
He once tried to use a machete in Datong, but it was difficult for him to lift it, let alone wield it. He might even break his waist if he was not careful.
There is also the wolf-tooth stick, Sun Chonglou's favorite weapon, and Jiang Qingzhi can only carry it while walking.
"What are you practicing?" Xie Zhen asked as he came over.
Mo Zhan closed his eyes and said, "Breathe."
"it works?"
"Have."
"Oh!"
Xie Zhen imitated it, and Huang Bing next to him burst into laughter.
Mo Zhan opened his eyes, looked at the two of them, and then closed his eyes.
No matter how old a man is, once the childishness in his bones comes out, you will find that they are all very interesting.
It's just that the long-term pressure of life and social rules have suppressed their nature.
After Jiang Qingzhi finished practicing his sword skills, he asked Fu Cheng, "Old Fu, what do you think of my sword skills now?"
The wrinkles on Fucheng's face were squeezed together. He felt that this matter was more difficult than his original decision whether to leave the palace.
He hesitated for a moment, "Master Bo's swordsmanship is probably... Mr. Hu and Mr. Xu combined are no match for him."
Jiang Qingzhi was happy, while Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei looked constipated.
Prince Yu came during breakfast. "How is the palace?" Jiang Qingzhi had been resting at home for a few days and didn't know how his master was doing.
"The emperor has started to manage his affairs, but he still refuses to see us." Prince Yu looked thinner and wolfed down the breakfast brought by the servant.
"Slow down!" Jiang Qingzhi frowned, "Why, the food in the palace is not good these days?"
Prince Yu looked up and said, "We have been eating vegetarian food these days, with only one steamed bun for each meal."
Only one steamed bun for every meal...what's the purpose of this?
"Where is His Majesty?" Jiang Qingzhi thought of the Taoist's frail body and was really worried that he would pass away if he continued to eat like this.
"No one knows about my father's affairs."
Yes, it is taboo to inquire about the emperor’s food, clothing, housing and transportation.
After breakfast, Prince Yu talked about what had happened in recent days.
"…Father sent someone to tell me yesterday that I could come to my cousin's house if I had nothing else to do. Uncle, why do I feel like something is wrong?"
"Your Majesty's southern tour in the 18th year of Jiajing, right?"
"Ok!"
Jiang Qingzhi took out the medicinal smoke and sniffed it. "Your Majesty encountered three fires along the way and was almost burned to death three times. Do you think it was the blessing of the God of Fire or something else?"
Prince Yu was startled. He really didn't know about this. "Could it be..."
"Not long after your majesty ascended the throne, he began to argue with Yang Tinghe, Empress Dowager Zhang and others, and became enemies with the literati. It was difficult for him to find opportunities with those people in the palace. Now that he has left the palace... do you know what was finally found out about those fires?"
"Uncle, please speak quickly." Prince Yu took the matchmaker and lit a cigarette for his uncle diligently.
Jiang Qingzhi lowered his head slightly, glanced at him, lit the medicine incense, patted the back of his hand and said, "The palace lady's candle."
Prince Yu's eyes widened, "Can you ejaculate three times?"
There is something ambiguous in your words... Jiang Qingzhi nodded and took a puff of medicinal cigarettes, "The prince is gone, and you two brothers are left. So you are not tempted?"
Prince Yu's thoughts suddenly changed. "Uncle, if those people attack me and the fourth brother..."
"You and Lao Si don't have Lu Bing to rescue you." Jiang Qingzhi thought of the cruelty of those people, "But there's no need to be too nervous."
"Why?"
"If I kill both of you, His Majesty will have no children and no worries. Who knows what crazy things a king without worries will do?"
Do those people dare to take risks?
Jiang Qingzhi felt that they didn't dare.
Seeing Prince Yu relax, Jiang Qingzhi thought of his lustful nature and patted him on the shoulder, "But if we kill one of them, not only will it make Your Majesty heartbroken, but it will also make the remaining one terrified..."
Prince Yu was stiff all over.
"Oh, by the way, don't forget the coup that year. It was a group of women who almost strangled His Majesty to death."
Jiang Qingzhi was satisfied to see Prince Yu's pale face, and thought that at least he could keep this guy away from women!
Prince Yu was stunned for a while, then said, "It seems that it is better to keep some familiar people around."
Hey!
Just as Jiang Qingzhi was about to explode, a servant came to report, "Someone is coming from the East Factory."
The person who came from the Eastern Depot was a eunuch with dark skin, and looked like an old farmer.
"That group of people came from a local wealthy family in Changping Prefecture." The eunuch glanced at Jiang Qingzhi, "The governor said that the East Factory will investigate this matter..."
"What is Rui Jingxian trying to do? Playing hard to get? Or is he trying to continue to sell favors?" Jiang Qingzhi said indifferently: "There are countless wealthy families in the capital area, and there are only a few people in the East Depot... Tell him that the emperor asked me to handle this matter. The East Depot can either join or take care of its own business and don't cross the line."
After the eunuch left, Hu Zongxian said, "Rui Jingxian from the East Factory is an old man in the palace of His Majesty. He is greedy and mean. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a villain."
"I can fight with Lu Bing, but Rui Jingxian is different." Jiang Qingzhi said.
"It is said that the Imperial Guards are His Majesty's lackeys, while the Eastern Depot are his servants." Xu Wei said, "Even the princes should keep their distance from them."
After receiving the report, Rui Jingxian laughed and said, "Jiang Qingzhi is really watertight! By the way, that Xu Wei beside him... one of the Ten Masters of Yuezhong, he is said to be very talented. We are missing such a counselor. Aren't there ten masters? How many are still alive? Get one to help us do things."
But how could those celebrities be willing to work for eunuchs? Later, the people who went south from the East Factory returned with nothing. Rui Jingxian wanted to take revenge, but those celebrities took advantage of this to spread the news, and their reputations rose to a higher level, making him afraid to act rashly.
Traffic is a powerful weapon at all times.
"But this is a double-edged sword." Jiang Qingzhi and Prince Yu were in the Western Garden at the moment, waiting to be summoned by Emperor Jiajing.
"To cultivate one's reputation is actually to gain fame. This is what Sima Guang did."
It’s a pity that old Sima was blinded by hatred and did a lot of stupid things, becoming a laughing stock.
Huang Jin came out and glanced at Prince Yu. "Your Majesty, please ask Chang Wei Bo to come in. Your Highness... please go back!"
Prince Yu looked at Jiang Qingzhi with some disappointment.
When Jiang Qingzhi entered the hall, he saw the Taoist priest sitting on a cushion and chanting sutras.
Jiang Qingzhi saluted.
Emperor Jiajing looked up.
The deep sunken eye sockets made Jiang Qingzhi exclaim, "Master Dao!"
Emperor Jiajing's eyes were calm, "Last night I dreamed of my mother and the prince. My mother held the prince's hand and smiled at me..."
Is the Taoist priest crazy... The calmer the Emperor Jiajing was, the colder Jiang Qingzhi felt in his heart.
"I didn't want to destroy the prince's remains, but I couldn't help it." The Taoist said, "I didn't believe any of the imperial doctors, so I transferred coroners from the surrounding areas."
In history, Taoist priests should not have performed autopsies!
Jiang Qingzhi had a feeling of witnessing a major event.
"Do you know what they found?" Taoist's voice was light and fluttery.
Jiang Qingzhi shook his head.
"They found a kind of medicine in the prince's stomach. An old coroner identified it as a herbal medicine from Yunnan. If used in small amounts and properly combined, it can be a good medicine. If taken alone, a large amount can cause a person's heart to break..."
The so-called heart pulse interruption is probably similar to myocardial infarction or cerebral infarction.
Even though he knew that the prince's death was not simple, Jiang Qingzhi was still shocked.
"Celebrate it."
"His Majesty!"
"Find them!"
(End of this chapter)
