Princess Zhao, whose eyes were red and swollen, suddenly lost her voice: "Why are you in such a hurry? How can you pack your luggage in such a short time? Also, Shi'er's bones are not cold yet, at least seven days have passed..."
King Zhao looked dull: "The emperor only gave Prince Zhao five days. If you can't leave, you will never be able to leave. From the day when Shi'er died, there are only three days left."
"This is the last way to survive. If you want to live, you have to pack your luggage immediately. Take as much as you can, and keep what you can't. Otherwise, just keep them all and bury them with you!"
Princess Zhao: "..."
Princess Zhao took a deep breath and looked at King Zhao's extremely ugly face. All her grief was condensed by these words.
The death of Zhu Shi really made her heartbroken. But in addition to her eldest son, she also had a younger son and an unmarried daughter. She also had four concubines, and the third-generation grandchildren in the family totaled five or six.
.How can so many people stay and wait for death without seeking a way to survive?
King Zhao closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Princess Zhao's voice sounded in her ears: "What Your Highness said is that I will immediately send an order for everyone to pack their luggage and prepare to leave Beijing in three days."
King Zhao did not open his eyes.
Princess Zhao left in a panic.
King Zhao lay quietly on the bed alone, with two lines of tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.
He had six sons and two daughters, among whom Zhu Shi was the eldest son. He was very strict with Zhu Shi, beating or scolding him. In fact, the eldest son was the one he valued and loved the most in his heart.
In order to protect Prince Zhao's palace, he had to kill his favorite son himself. The dagger stabbed into Zhu Shi's chest, and it also stabbed into his chest, causing heartache.
…
In just three days, Princess Zhao packed the luggage of more than thirty carriages. The necessary daily necessities for the journey were packed into five carriages, and the female family members and young children in Prince Zhao's residence also sat in five carriages. The remaining two
There were more than a dozen carriages filled with gold, silver and other valuables.
These belongings were the personal possessions that King Zhao had accumulated over forty years. They were also the basis for King Zhao's palace to establish a foothold in the vassal territory in the future.
Princess Zhao cried sadly for three days, then accepted her fate, holding her four-year-old daughter in one hand and her one-year-old son in the other, and got into the carriage.
Her husband, Zhu Shi, committed suicide on his own, so he died. The emperor's grace was so great that it finally did not affect her and her two children. From now on, she will have to raise her son well. Maybe in the future, the throne of Prince Zhao will be succeeded by the son after the death of the father.
passed on to her son.
Even the Crown Princess of Zhao got on the carriage obediently, and the others got on the carriage together regardless of their unwillingness.
King Zhao had been lying in his dormitory for the past two days. At this time, he was supported by his own soldiers and slowly got on the carriage. After getting on the carriage, King Zhao did not have the strength to sit down. He lay on the special narrow couch with a pale face.
Princess Zhao looked at King Zhao's depressed and helpless look, and felt sad again. Tears welled up in her eyes: "You look like this, you can't bear the hardship of traveling. What if... what if you have something wrong with you? We can
What can I do."
King Zhao smiled miserably: "Don't worry, I can hold on."
Even if there is only one breath left, we must set off immediately.
Before leaving, King Zhao did not enter the palace to say goodbye.
Emperor Qing'an, on the other hand, sent the prince and his father-in-law to come. The prince and his father-in-law were filled with hatred because of Eunuch Shao's unjust death. Prince Zhao also did not forgive his hatred. Now he saw the dying virtue of King Zhao and the fact that Prince Zhao's family left Beijing.
It was miserable, and the suffocation in the prince's heart was relieved a little.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao, this servant has come to see you off on behalf of the Emperor following the Emperor's instructions." The prince cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I hope your Highness will have a safe journey. When you safely arrive at the feudal territory, Your Highness will not go to deliver the letter back to the capital.
In this way, the emperor can feel completely at ease."
After a pause, he continued: "I have one more thing to say, so that Your Highness will know. Since that day, the Prince of Zhao sent an assassin to assassinate the Emperor, and there have been people guarding the Emperor day and night. Now no one can even think of getting within nine feet of the Emperor.
.”
In the past, how could a chamberlain dare to sneer at the majestic King Zhao?
Now, King Zhao can only accept the ridicule.
King Zhao managed to brace himself up and replied: "My lord, please return to the palace on my behalf, so I would like to thank you for your kindness. After arriving at the feudal territory, I will definitely manage the government affairs of the feudal territory with all my heart, and I will never let the emperor's favor go down."
"
The prince was surprised, agreed casually, and left quickly.
Princess Zhao sighed bitterly: "Such slaves dare to show off their power in front of His Highness."
A fallen phoenix is no better than a chicken. What can a guilty prince do?
King Zhao said in a low voice: "This prince is in charge of the emperor's secret guard. He has a vicious mind and vicious actions. Don't talk nonsense when you are behind your back. If word of it reaches his ears, he will secretly provoke him and avenge his private revenge. When he arrives,
It’s too late to regret.”
Princess Zhao suddenly fell silent.
King Zhao held his breath and called the commander of his guards over: "Give me the king's order to set off immediately."
Five hundred personal guards were accompanying them, and the huge motorcade set off slowly. After half a day, it left the gate of the capital and reached the official road.
Princess Zhao couldn't help but lift the curtain, looked at the city gate getting further and further away, and burst into tears.
King Zhao closed his eyes again.
…
King Zhao's vassal territory is far away in Hebei, which is considered a safe and fertile land.
King Zhao and his party traveled on the road for more than twenty days and finally arrived at the feudal land. The feudal prince's palace was built when Emperor Long'an was still alive. It was built according to the regulations of the feudal prince's palace and was like a smaller imperial city.
It's quite a majestic atmosphere.
Officials of the sixth rank and above from the vassal territory gathered outside the vassal prince's palace to greet His Royal Highness King Zhao.
Unfortunately, His Royal Highness King Zhao was in weak health and was shaken violently along the way. He was unable and unwilling to see these officials. He was sent a message and comforted him, and then all these officials were sent away.
It was a done deal, and there was no point in being sad. Princess Zhao cheered up and ordered the gold, silver, and jade items on the carriage to be moved into the warehouse. It would be six or seven days before everything was settled.
Princess Zhao had no time to rejoice because as soon as she settled down, King Zhao fell completely ill.
This disease is coming with a vengeance.
King Zhao's whole body was burning hot and his consciousness was blurred. His plump face had lost a lot of weight during these days, and the flesh almost drooped to his chin. His face was flushed, which looked very scary.
The accompanying imperial doctor diagnosed King Zhao's pulse and prescribed prescriptions with a solemn expression.
Princess Zhao was so frightened that she trembled all over and spoke awkwardly: "Your Majesty, what is wrong with you?"
The imperial doctor hesitated for a moment and said tactfully: "Your Highness is anxious and worried, feeling externally hot and internally hot, and evil spirits entering the body..."
The summary in the end is nothing more than one sentence: King Zhao is suffering from a heart disease.
I was forced to kill my son with my own hands, how could I not feel sad?
