Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling, "Did Xiao Ke kill someone?" Zhou Chengling lost his breath when he was in the medicine shop. She was also shocked, wondering what was going on with Xiao Ke.
Zhou Chengling said: "I killed two of them one after another. They were all corrupt officials who had done many evil things for Feng Guochang. Now the emperor has suspected Feng Guochang." At this point, his voice changed, "But I don't know who framed Empress Feng. The emperor couldn't help but be angry."
By deposing Empress Feng, we have already alerted the enemy...Feng Dang will definitely not sit back and wait for death...there will definitely be chaos in the capital."
So it is no longer what Zhou Chengling expected. Yang Mo nodded, "Then I will ask shopkeeper Jiang to take care of Baohetang." The Yang family is not on the same line as Feng Dang, and chaos in Beijing may burn Yang.
She is really worried about her aunt being alone at home. Although she is also worried about Baohetang, she is still taking care of the inner house at home these days.
Zhou Chengling nodded slowly, then looked at Yang Mo quietly, "Aunt Lu looks worried...is it because of...my matter?"
Zhou Chengling expressed his worries very tactfully.
Yang Mo said: "I haven't been home for a few days, and my aunt is also worried about me."
Zhou Chengling was silent for a moment, "I... made you suffer... If my illness... wasn't so serious, you wouldn't be like this either."
Zhou Chengling is a very confident person, but he suffered such a miserable fate.
Yang Mo felt that many things could not be calculated in terms of gains and losses. After Zhou Chengling got the news, he immediately thought of telling her. Yang Mo said, "Where are you going? Your illness has just gotten better and you need to rest in bed."
Zhou Chengling said: "The emperor has a decree and asked me to go to the Shangqing Yuan to discuss politics. He specially rewarded me with a warm sedan chair."
Yang Mo frowned and said, "Do you want to risk your life by going to the palace at this time?"
"Don't be impatient," Zhou Chengling said. "Sooner or later, the fire will come over. It's good to start first. We...can't be at a disadvantage, otherwise we will suffer losses...I will come back on time to take the medicine, so I won't miss my illness," he said
After a pause, "If your father is in Feng Guochang's hands, this is the last chance."
After being sick once, Zhou Chengling was obviously different from before. Yang Mo couldn't explain why, but she felt that Zhou Chengling understood her better than before. His eyes seemed to know all the ins and outs, even what she didn't know.
"I'll leave a few people outside the Yang family. If you have anything to do, just give them instructions."
Yang Mo nodded and accepted it naturally.
Zhou Chengling said: "The servant is still waiting at Zhou's house. I... will go back and change clothes first."
Yang Mo looked at the hourglass next to her. She would definitely not lose her etiquette in front of others when she entered the palace of Zhou Chengling. It would naturally be more difficult to deal with it. "Have you eaten? I asked the cook to make some food and bring it over. It will also help to keep warm.
Just say that I have medicine here that I need to use."
Without waiting for Zhou Chengling to speak, Yang Mo continued to order, "I want to make some soft and glutinous porridge, and two plates of light side dishes. They can't be cold."
The servant responded and went to make arrangements. Yang Mo took a soft cushion and put it on Zhou Chengling's head so that he could lean on it for a while. Zhou Chengling would be very uncomfortable if he held his head like this, making his head dizzy. Although he was very strong, there was no need to be in front of her.
this way.
Leaning on the soft cushion, Zhou Chengling couldn't hide the comfortable expression on his face, "Thank you."
Yang Mo said: "Then I want to thank you for leaving someone to take care of the Yang family, and also help me find out about my father."
"Need not."
"Then I don't need to."
Yang Mo squatted down to stir the charcoal, "To keep warm, ask someone to prepare two heaters to take with them. You can't take medicine in the palace. You must have Wei Mao deliver it. If you feel your condition has changed, come to Yang's house to see me wherever you are."
, there can’t be any delay.”
Zhou Chengling wanted to nod, but Yang Mo said: "You don't have to speak now, just listen to me."
After a while, he entered the palace and was talking.
"If the imperial doctor wants to ask for a pulse report, he will say that I am not willing to give it. I must arrange the treatment by myself, and no one else can interfere. This is my rule, and it is the same no matter who it is."
It was because he was afraid that the medicine from the hospital might conflict with what he was taking, so he gave this instruction.
"I'm not a child. I know what's going on in the palace."
He has been a proton in the palace for so many years, so of course he knows it.
"If you don't come back on time to take medicine, I will have someone send you to the palace." Yang Mo glared at Zhou Chengling, "We can't let our hard work these days go to waste."
"Domineering." After Zhou Chengling became ill, he always spoke in a hesitant manner, and lost a lot of momentum. He sounded soft and soft, and he was not very able to intimidate people.
When the cook brought the food, Yang Mo returned the soup bowl and said, "Bring me a bigger bowl."
When Zhou Chengling saw it, a huge hot soup bowl was placed there. Yang Mo pursed her lips and said nothing, just mouthing towards the soup bowl.
Zhou Chengling drank the soup slowly until daybreak, and then someone came in to carry him out.
Yang Mo walked to the yard and looked at the blue sky. She hoped it wouldn't be too cold these days and felt sorry for Zhou Chengling, who was seriously ill.
…
After Zhou Chengling left, Yang Mo called shopkeeper Jiang in to arrange the affairs of Baohetang. Only when shopkeeper Jiang came to Yang's house did Yang Mo know that there was already a commotion outside.
"The shops on the other side of the street are not open."
Mr. Feng Ge had many properties in Beijing, and it seemed that nothing could be seen from the few shops. It was just a tiny spark that quickly caught fire when exposed to the wind.
Feng Dang submitted a memorial to vindicate Empress Feng. Unfortunately, the adulterous guard was dead, and the old parents of the guard's family took refuge together and committed suicide. After careful interrogation of the palace officials in Kunning Palace, several people confirmed that they had covered up their affairs for the empress.
The guards entered the palace. The story of Empress Feng's adultery was like a sharp knife piercing the emperor's heart. The emperor couldn't even breathe. No matter how the ministers tried to persuade him, the emperor would not listen at all.
That bitch actually committed adultery with a guard. He was a noble man. When the emperor thought about this, the veins on both sides of his forehead began to twitch.
"Your Majesty, even if you do an investigation, you have to do it slowly." Mr. Yan Ge's voice kept ringing in the emperor's ears.
Feng Guochang had been the cabinet minister for so many years, and the foundation was too deep to be uprooted in a moment. The emperor knew this, so he endured it.
"What does the booklet say?" The emperor looked at Huang Ying.
Huang Ying bowed and said: "Mr. Yan Ge has seen it. It is related to the state system. It is better to find out and then discuss the crime."
The emperor's eyes were blood red, "What do you think?"
Huang Ying's collar was immediately wet with sweat, "I feel that... the queen and master... shouldn't be that kind of person. The emperor goes to Kunning Palace every month and doesn't go to other palaces..."
Huang Ying's words rekindled the emperor's suppressed anger. He went to Kunning Palace every month, but he still couldn't make the queen keep her duties.
"Go and find some female officials for me." The emperor looked at Huang Ying with wide eyes.
Huang Ying knew the emperor's intention best. He was looking for someone to vent his anger. Huang Ying walked down and ordered the little chamberlain beside her, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Go quickly and find a few people who look like the queen, and say it's a good thing.
You have to dress up well and let grandma teach you well. At this time, you have to serve the master and make him feel comfortable, otherwise someone will be killed."
The waiter in charge said, and within an hour he brought three female officials in. Their facial features, eyebrows, and eyes were all similar to Empress Feng's. Huang Ying took them into the room and said, "Don't be shy. You are so generous. Your Majesty can do whatever you want with her."
No matter how hard it is, as long as you pass this test, you will have a good life of great wealth and wealth in the future. Remember my words..."
Several female officials were sent into the inner hall, and Huang Ying had just closed the door. The emperor's eyes fell on the female officials' faces, and he suddenly saw Empress Feng. The emperor suddenly felt hot and his eyes were bleeding, as if he had been slapped on the face.
Even the chamberlain knew to arrange for a female official who looked like Empress Feng.
Bitch.
That bitch actually stole someone behind his back like this. He thought that Queen Feng was different from his father and had no scheming, just like a mouse in the palm of his hand.
When he was fine, he would stretch out his hand to tease him, but he didn't expect that the mouse would turn its head and bite him.
It hurt so much that he wanted to slap her to death.
Yes, he must slap her to death.
"Huang Ying," the emperor roared, "prepare seven feet of white silk to send to the cold palace. I want that bitch to die now."
Huang Ying was so frightened that she knelt down and begged for mercy. The emperor had someone pull her down and give her a beating. After the beating, Huang Ying ran her errands faster. She quickly arrived at the Leng Palace with her people. When she opened the door of the Leng Palace, there was no sign of Empress Feng.
.
Missing, Queen Feng disappeared unexpectedly.
Huang Ying had made careful arrangements without making any mistakes, but she didn't expect this result.
There seems to be one person who can always predict ahead of time, no matter how flawlessly they do it.
He bypassed Mr. Yan Ge and all the civil and military officials, but he couldn't get around this man.
Huang Ying wanted to tell Taifu Liu about this immediately, but she cautiously held back her thoughts and waited until he figured it out before taking action.
Empress Feng was not sentenced to death but disappeared from the cold palace. The emperor suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. He could not delay the eradication of the Feng Party for another moment.
…
The situation in the palace was ever-changing. Zhou Chengling seemed very tired after walking around. He lay on the bed speechless. He took medicine and lay there for a while before he felt better.
Opening her eyes, Yang Mo was already listening to Zhu Shan's talk about the new medicine by the bedside.
"No... I won't let you go out."
After sending the people in the room away, Yang Mo said: "I feel like there won't be any chaos for a while, so I came here to take a look."
She is quite courageous.
"How is the palace?"
Zhou Chengling said: "Half of the arrangements have been made, let the elders of the clan ask the Queen Mother to come forward... and hide Empress Feng first. The Emperor... cannot kill people immediately, and Feng's party will not immediately fight to the death and find Empress Feng."
...The emperor will take action first, which is much safer."
Although she didn't know whether Zhou Chengling wanted to be the emperor, at least she wasn't stupid enough to think that Zhou Chengling was loyal to the emperor. If that was the case, both Feng Guochang and the emperor would suffer, so wouldn't it be easier to deal with it.
"Do you know the Baoding Camp? If the chaos in the capital becomes severe, the Tatars will invade the capital. The Feng Party cannot shake the emperor now, and will only bring internal and external troubles... The imperial armaments are empty... Now is not a good time, and Empress Feng's
Things are not simple...some people will take advantage of troubled waters. It's inconvenient for me to be so ill. My idea is to get rid of Feng Dang first, so that we can do it step by step so as not to cause chaos..."
Fortunately, he could still think so thoughtfully even when he was sick.
"Stop talking, just rest." Yang Mo couldn't help but help Zhou Chengling lie down when she saw Zhou Chengling had become thinner and his face became more angular.