Three days ago, Yushi Meng was beaten with more than ten strokes of the imperial rod, and Yushi Meng was left with only one breath. In the past three days, Yushi Meng had been suffering from a high fever. Mrs. Meng stayed by the bed in a state of undress, feeding and changing medicines every day.
It was not until this morning that Meng Yushi's fever subsided and he finally saved his life.
The injuries were all on his back, buttocks and legs, and Meng Yushi could only lie down to recover from his injuries. It was freezing cold, and there were several charcoal pots burning in the room, which was quite warm. However, the charcoal fires were used too much, and the room was a little stuffy.
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Zhao Xiyan glanced at her and said softly to Mrs. Meng: "Censor Meng needs to stay in bed to recuperate, so he should use some good smokeless charcoal. I will have some sent over when I go back today. Mrs. Meng, don't be polite to me, just collect it."
Down."
Meng Yushi was an upright official and relied on his salary to support his family. The best smokeless carbon was too expensive and the Meng family could not afford it.
Mrs. Meng thanked her gratefully.
Meng Yushi reluctantly turned his head and said in a weak but firm voice: "No need."
Zhao Xiyan said lightly: "I did this not for Meng Yushi, but for Mrs. Meng. Meng Yushi only cares about his own reputation, but has he ever opened his eyes to take a good look at his wife and children?"
Meng Yushi raised his eyes with difficulty to look at his wife.
In just three days, Mrs. Meng was exhausted mentally and physically, became thin and haggard.
"Meng Yushi did not hesitate to risk his own life and gave his advice. This loyalty is praised by everyone." Zhao Xiyan said slowly: "But I never thought about how I would live with the orphans and widows left behind. This angered the emperor, and
It may lead to the death of my wife and children."
"The next time Meng Yushi wants to seek death, he might as well send Mrs. Meng, mother and son to the Beihai Palace first. The prince and I will take good care of them and their son in the future."
Meng Yushi: "..."
Mrs. Meng suddenly choked up and burst into tears.
Meng Yushi, who was upright and generous enough to die, suddenly became red-eyed: "I am a father and a husband, and I am also the Yushi of the Jin Dynasty. The emperor is ignorant and unethical. The only thing I, the Yushi, can do is to remonstrate with death.
I feel sorry for my wife and children, but I, Meng Xi, have a clear conscience. I will do it again if I do it again."
Mrs. Meng cried out in pain, sat beside the bed, and held Yu Shi Meng's hand tightly: "Stop talking. If you have any problems, we will go underground to look for you together."
Zhao Xiyan's nose felt sour, anger mixed with sadness, intense emotions surged in her chest, and her words became much sharper: "Death is heavier than Mount Tai, and some are lighter than a feather. Do you really think that your death can change your life?"
Will the emperor finally wake up? No, the emperor will not reflect on himself at all, he will only make things worse."
"You are worthless and useless if you die like this."
There were more words that were bubbling in my throat, but they were finally swallowed back.
Meng Yushi was also extremely disappointed, sad and angry with Emperor Yongming.
As a minister, saying "foolish king" is already treacherous. More words were stuck in his throat and he could not spit them out.
Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and said softly: "No matter what, you finally escaped. Now just rest in peace and recover!"
It was also a good time to recuperate and avoid the ensuing turmoil in the court.
Meng Yushi's eyes flashed with sadness and anger, but he had no choice but to nod in agreement.
Zhao Xiyan sat for a moment, then stood up and left.
Mrs. Meng wiped her tears and sent Zhao Xiyan out of the house. Then she turned around and said to Yushi Meng: "Thanks to the prince for saving your life this time. Miss Zhao Liu is kind-hearted and even came to visit in person.
You must remember this kindness."
Yushi Meng said nothing.
Mrs. Meng was a little surprised and looked over. She saw her husband frowning, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Mrs. Meng is the cousin of Censor Meng. Her father died when she was young and she was taken home by her aunt to raise her. The cousins grew up together as childhood sweethearts and have a deep affection. They have been married for many years and the husband and wife are loving.
In private, Mrs. Meng often called her cousin: "Cousin, what's wrong with you? Does your back hurt?"
Meng Yushi came back to his senses, let out a long sigh, and whispered: "Cousin, tell me, why are the prince and Miss Zhao so good to me?"
Mrs. Meng was startled: "Is it good or bad for you?"
Fortunately, something went wrong?
Meng Yushi smiled bitterly, with a hint of bitterness in his tone: "If we only talk about personal friendship, I can't thank you enough. I'm afraid that one day, this friendship will trap me in a place of disloyalty and injustice..."
Speaking of this, Meng Yushi paused.
Mrs. Meng wiped her eyes and said: "You are lucky to have saved your life this time. Now what are you thinking about loyalty and justice? In the Xu family, even the emperor sitting on the dragon throne is not in a hurry, so why are you so anxious?
I'm going to make some medicine for you right now."
In the afternoon of that day, Zhao Xiyan ordered Xu San to send a cart of good smokeless charcoal to the Meng Mansion. Various supplements were also loaded on the cart. There were also many chickens, ducks, fish, meat, rice and grains.
Rice is expensive in the capital. The imperial court cannot pay salaries, and Meng Yushi has to recuperate from his injuries. These things are very affordable.
Mrs. Meng silently accepted it and said to Xu San: "Thank Miss Zhao Liu for me."
I owe a lot of favors, but I can't afford to pay them back now.
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Three more days passed in a hurry.
Early in the morning, Zhao Xiyan washed, dressed, and packed up. Before she went out, Xu Erwu came: "The prince asked me to deliver a message. There was something in the palace today, and the prince was unable to leave the palace. The girl does not need to go to the palace.
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Zhao Xiyan glanced at Xu Erwu, hummed unhurriedly, and continued to walk away.
Xu Erwu quickly stopped him: "The younger one has to go to Zhou Mansion and Zhu Mansion to deliver the letter, so that the two county princes will not have to make the trip in vain."
Zhao Xiyan said lightly: "There is no need to go. If the prince does not return to the palace, I will have a small gathering with the two county princes to talk."
Xu Erwu secretly had a headache, and his mind was racing: "Girl, it's better not to go. The capital is not peaceful these days..."
Zhao Xiyan didn't stop: "Don't try your best to lie to me. Is the Crown Prince having a fight with someone because he is afraid that I will go to the palace to witness it with my own eyes?"
Xu Erwu: "!!!"
Xu Erwu did not dare to lie anymore and answered honestly: "Yes. The prince has made an appointment with Colonel Murong to compete in martial arts today. I'm afraid that the girl will be distracted if she goes there."
It was indeed Murong Shen.
Zhao Xiyan paused, then stepped forward again: "Over at Zhou Mansion and Zhu Mansion, you send someone to deliver a message, just as you said before, so as not to worry the two county princes."
You must listen to what your future mistress says.
Xu Erwu nodded in agreement and quickly sent someone to deliver the message.
Half an hour later, Zhao Xiyan entered the Beihai Palace.
Today, the Beihai Palace is very different. There are soldiers guarding both inside and outside. There are also dozens of soldiers with strange faces and dressed in black.
Obviously, these are Murong Shen's personal soldiers.
Xu San called a soldier, asked a few words in a low voice, and came over quickly: "Girl, the Crown Prince and Colonel Murong have already entered the martial arts room."
Zhao Xiyan nodded and went to the martial arts training room.
All the soldiers were a little dumbfounded and winked at Xu San.
Stop Miss Zhao Liu quickly!
Xu San looked as if he hadn't seen him and stepped forward calmly.
