The Bianjing Imperial Palace just passed by my son.

The sky was slowly floating with snow. Zhao Zhen read the memorial about the situation in the northwest all night and pulled the fox velvet robe on his body. A faint and inaudible croaking sound came from his stomach.

The inner official standing beside him was very careful. Although he was silent, he asked softly: "The official family is cold and cold. I want to eat something and ask me to prepare for the imperial kitchen."

If Liang Chuan was present, he would definitely recognize this inner official. He was Eunuch Wei who bought tributes from the inner court in Qingyuan back then.

This guy took a lot of bribes from Liangchuan in Qingyuan, but it was not useless. He brought the white and brown sugar produced by Liangchuan in Fengshan to the capital, so that these powerful people in Bianjing knew that there was such a good thing in the south!

The eunuch has always been the embodiment of evil in film and television, but in the eyes of ancient emperors, these rootless people are even closer than the king's relatives!

Because they have no descendants, there is no need to worry about them rebelling, and everything they have is given by the royal family. Who would have thought that they would not be able to get along with their parents who have food and clothing?

Scholars are full of bad waters, and warriors are disobedient. After thousands of years of hard work, eunuchs are the best slaves!

Since the Qingyuan was captured, Eunuch Wei returned to the palace and was deeply loved by Empress Dowager Liu and the official family. He was promoted from the inner warehouse to Zhao Zhen to wait for the orders. He was also flattered and served Zhao Zhen comfortably and was highly favored.

The emperor's daily life is usually fixed. As the saying goes, the dragon body is important, otherwise it would be that they, the officials of the inner ranks, were dereliction of duty. However, the front line was tight, and Zhao Zhen has been paying attention to the movements of the Western thieves for several days. The snow-like memorial came to Bianjing. It was late at night and it started to snow again. Although there was a raging charcoal fire in the bedroom, his knees were still cold after standing for a long time.

Zhao Zhen can only smack his tongue and say what Eunuch Wei has already understood.

The soft candlelight shone through the windowsill to see the snowflakes outside the hall. Zhao Zhen slowly put down Han Qi's memorial, and this scene evoked his infinite thoughts.

After a fight with Queen Guo that night, he drove straight out of the west gate and went to Zhangjiazhuang. The village was so strange that there was a sense of freshness everywhere, and even the Japanese envoy Aguo was there.

Especially the taste of the mutton soup is so irritating, it makes me cry and cough. However, after getting used to it, my tongue is swallowed into my stomach. The table of people eat meat and drink wine in big mouthfuls, so I feel so happy!

I miss the taste of red mutton soup very much.

Zhao Zhen couldn't help asking: "Is there mutton soup in the inner kitchen?"

This mutton soup is an unusual mutton soup. Zhao Zhen wanted to try the spicy mutton soup I had eaten in Zhangjiazhuang that day again, but he regretted it as soon as he said it. He usually rarely raises sheep in a colony. If you want to eat mutton, you have to ask the kitchen to prepare it in advance. Now, where can I eat mutton?

Eunuch Wei fully utilized his talent as a dog. When he heard that his master was hungry, he was more anxious than anyone else. Isn’t it just a bowl of mutton soup?

I will cook it for the officials immediately with the imperial kitchen! The officials want to eat mutton soup, which is their blessing! I believe that the servants in the imperial kitchen did not prepare for the officials. If the officials are a little marquis, I will go back!"

Zhao Zhen called out to Eunuch Wei and said, "Can the kitchen make hot pot?"

Eunuch Wei had never heard of hot pot, so he stopped and asked in a daze: "What kind of pot is the official...?"

Zhao Zhen sighed disappointedly and said, "Forget it, don't bother them. If I issued an order to eat mutton today, it will be a routine in the future. The kitchen has to slaughter fresh mutton every night. I don't know how much damage will be in the long run, so I'll spare it."

Eunuch Wei's eyes were wet, and he bowed his head and said, "The official family is so stingy in the world but is so stingy in the people's power. It is a blessing for me, the great Song Dynasty. I will not pass on the orders to cook a mutton soup for the official family in private!"

Zhao Zhen thought to himself: Ordinary mutton soup is not very delicious, but it ends up being accused of greed for greed. Forget it.

Zhao Zhen waved his hand to signal Eunuch Wei to be exempted.

Only then did Eunuch Wei stop saying anything. Seeing Zhao Zhen picking up the memorial again, he hurriedly picked up the oil core of the oil lamp and stood aside to start grinding the ink.

As an emperor, Zhao Zhen was extremely kind-hearted, just like the temple name Ren after his death. He once ate sand and had teeth while eating. If ordinary people could cause a family dispute, he could endure it and save the palace maids and internal officials from punishment. There are many similar things.

"The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun have not yet recovered the Western thieves and are so rampant. Han Qi is in charge of fighting against Fan Zhongyan, and there is some disagreement in this battle that has not been defeated."

Zhao Zhen was a little depressed when he looked at the memorial sent to the front line. He had not had any wars in the north for decades. He never thought that Li Yuanhao appeared in the northwest again, and he was a difficult opponent.

Zhao Zhen was depressed and suddenly the palace maid came to report: "The official family is not good..."

Eunuch Wei was furious: "What are you messing around with by bitch? The official family is so good, I won't hold your mouth apart!"

Eunuch Wei was about to get started. When Zhao Zhen saw her in a hurry, he asked, "What happened?"

The palace maid dared not look up, but she was so anxious that she pulled the corner of her clothes and said, "Go back to the official family, King Yong..."

Zhao Zhen stood up and shouted loudly: "What's wrong with King Yong?"

This is Zhao Zhen's life, root, the heir of the Zhao Song royal family, Empress Dowager Liu's jealousy against the throne was entirely due to this prince to win the support of all officials. Moreover, there seemed to be a problem with the Taizong lineage when he came to him. The eldest son Zhao Fang died immediately as soon as he was born. He was lost for three days and lost his soul for several months. It took a few years before he gave birth to this dragon species with Concubine Miao.

The second son, King Yong, Zhao Xin, was cared for by Zhen as a treasure. He was afraid of melting when he held it in his mouth, and was afraid of breaking it in his palm. Recently, he had more trouble with the state affairs and he had less time to go to Concubine Miao. I didn't expect that bad news would be heard today!

"When I returned to the official's house, the concubine had just finished feeding the prince in the first half of the night and slept soundly. After a while, my face suddenly turned red and my breath was so strong that I was sweating. At first, there was still crying. The empress urgently summoned the imperial physician, but when the imperial physician arrived, King Yong was already like a mosquito roaring... "

"Why are you just reporting it now?" Zhao Zhen was so angry that his body trembled slightly. He didn't care about his thin robe running out in the snow. Zhao Xin's condition almost made him lose his mind.

Concubine Miao's bedroom was already in chaos. Concubine Miao was sobbing. When she saw Zhao Zhen coming, her soul was pulled away and she collapsed to the ground.

When the imperial physician saw that the official family had come, he immediately fell to the ground and did not dare to raise his head, ready to bear the anger of the emperor.

Zhao Zhen was not in a mood to pay attention to these people. He walked to Zhao Xin's bedside and the palace maid said that Zhao Xin had difficulty breathing. Now he saw that his poor son, who was not yet full of month old, was lively and cute, but now he did not look like he used to be? He lay motionless in the quilt, his son's face was not bloody, and it was as blue as a piece of pig's liver, so he could not breathe at all.

Poor parents in the world, Zhao Zhen could only hold his son and sobbed silently.

Concubine Miao cried and said, "It's fine in the first half of the night, but suddenly it's like this. God, why should the child bear such pain if he's still so young?"

Zhao Zhen came back to his senses and asked the imperial doctor: "What disease does Xin'er have?"

The imperial doctor knelt on the ground and sweated heavily. King Yong seemed to have an emergency, but his pathology looked more like he had eaten some poison. However, he could not say this casually. He did not have the ability to prove what kind of poison it was. However, as soon as this was said, it was bloody and storm. He, a small imperial doctor, could not bear this responsibility.

"King Yong himself has illness, and the empress is late."

"Tell me what kind of disease is?"

"This disease may be similar to King Bao... The specific disease is not something that I can tell."

The imperial doctor said that premature death of young children was a type of disease. Traditional Chinese medicine is not as clear as Western medicine classification. The symptoms are all confused and laymen don’t understand them at all.

Zhao Zhen was in tears. The miserable child was like his brother. Could it be that the second prince of the Zhao family would die prematurely?

King Bao Zhao Fang's life was even more difficult. If Zhao Xin lived for half a year, Zhao Fang died at birth.

But Zhao Fang has lived for half a year, and Zhao Zhen’s love for him has already penetrated into his bones. He had hoped that his child would grow up healthily, but now he is a white-haired person who gives birth to a black-haired person!

Zhao Xin may have died, even Empress Dowager Liu was alarmed. She rushed to Concubine Miao's bedroom overnight. Looking at Zhao Zhen's expression, she had already guessed seven or eight in her heart.

Although she wanted to learn martial arts queen and taste the taste of being an emperor, the world was still under the Zhao Song world, and the people had been looking forward to it for a long time. Just thinking about it was just thinking that when Zhao Xin died, she was afraid that the inner palace would move again and be in chaos.

At this time, Empress Dowager Liu also appeared, and Zhao Zhen did not associate her with the conspiracy theory. Empress Dowager Liu herself is also a mother. She knows the pain of separation of flesh and blood. She wants to comfort Zhao Zhen but is afraid of the counter-effect.

Empress Dowager Liu looked at Zhao Xin who was motionless, and her mother touched her heartstrings and said, "The official family is mourning. The quack doctors in the Imperial Hospital will be demoted to the common people at a date. The palace maids and eunuchs who serve King Yong will go with King Yong."

The palace maids and officials in Concubine Miao knelt down and kowtowed to ask for help.

Zhao Zhen was most disgusted with the impermanence of killing. What crimes did these palace maids have for internal officials? The two princes in the inner palace must be a violation of the virtues of heaven. How could they hurt people's lives and commit murder in vain?

"My mother, you can't do it. These people are doing their best to take care of Xin'er. Why am I the master of killing indiscriminately? Mother, please go and rest earlier. I want to spend the last time with Xin'er..."

Empress Dowager Liu looked at the dog slaves with a hint of harshness, then sighed again, turned around and left without saying anything.

After walking two steps, she seemed to remember something and said to Zhao Zhen with her back: "Empress Guo has no queen, and no one can inherit the great affairs of the sect today. The queen is really dereliction of duty. The official wants to depose the queen, but the Ai family agrees."

Zhao Zhen had no reaction, as if he could not hear anything, his eyes stared at Zhao Xin who was gradually becoming cold. So what if the world was his own, he had no successor...

An urgent report rang out of the hall: "Northwest emergency report!"

Empress Dowager Liu drank the official who was circulating the newspaper and said, "What is the situation in the northwest?"
Chapter completed!