"You are outrageous. Is it possible that I wrongly blame you? Chu Ziyue, Chu Ziyue, in order not to marry Chang Le, you actually lied to deceive me. What crime do you think you deserve? Liang Qing, tell me, what is Wen Hou's daughter doing now?
Where?"
The emperor flicked his sleeves vigorously and said to Liang Qing who was standing aside.
"Your Majesty, I will rush to Jingzhou these days to find the servants who were serving Miss Wen. I learned from them that Miss Wen died last year due to a serious illness!"
After Liang Qing came out of the queue, he knelt down and told His Majesty the information he had found out.
After he finished speaking, the two servants who were kneeling in the corner came out tremblingly to confirm that what Liang Qing said was all true, but they did not dare to raise their eyes to look at Chu Ziyue.
After all, if General Chu and their young lady got married, they would be uncle-in-law.
"You said I was dead, why didn't I know?"
The woman who had been kneeling behind Chu Ziyue, who had been existing like an invisible person, spoke quietly, and then slowly lifted the veil from her face.
The two servants suddenly heard this somewhat familiar voice and were startled. They subconsciously raised their eyes to look at the woman who was speaking. They happened to see her lifting her veil and shouted immediately.
"Ghost! Miss, miss, it's none of the servants' business. It's this official who asked us to identify my uncle. Miss, spare your life, spare your life!"
After one of them shouted, his body went limp and he fainted.
The other one was shouting and begging loudly for mercy.
"In front of Your Majesty, even ghosts and gods will retreat. How dare you, an ignorant pariah, act so arrogantly? Come on, slap me."
Dagui, who was standing next to the emperor, raised his eyes and scolded the servant who begged for mercy. After saying that, he glanced at Shi Jiang next to Chu Ziyue, and then turned to look sideways at Liang Qing.
"Commander Liang, what is going on? Your Majesty believed your words and sent General Chu into the palace. Now that you have sworn what you said, everyone now blames you for forcing them.
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Ignoring Dagui's questions, Liang Qing stared at Shi Jiang.
Regarding Wen Jin's portrait, he naturally had it. Even if he didn't, the two servants he was looking for would never mistake their master.
If Wen Jin is really not dead, it proves that the information he provided before was all wrong, and he will definitely lose trust in His Majesty.
What future is there for an intelligence officer who cannot be trusted?
The emperor stared at Shi Jiang when she spoke.
Sure enough, although Shi Jiang was still young, there were still vague similarities with Wen Hou on his face.
When he thought that Liang Qing was so useless, he didn't even know that Wen Jin had arrived in the capital, and he didn't know what the use of keeping him was.
The most important thing is, is the intelligence collected by Liang Qing in the past wrong?
If this is the case, even if Liang Qing is cut into pieces, it will not be able to erase the crime he committed.
"Are you Wen Jin? Didn't Chu Ziyue say that you are seriously ill and should not travel long distances?"
The emperor was angry, looked at Shi Jiang, and asked with an expressionless face.
"Reporting to your majesty, my body and bones are indeed not good. Brother Ziyue came to the capital, and I was afraid that he would be dazzled. Therefore, a few days after he set off, I asked my servants to slowly go to the capital every day.
Come, we only need to walk for three hours in one day, and the doctor hired by Brother Ziyue is taking care of us. Fortunately, we arrived in the capital safely a few days ago. Ahem, cough, cough...!"
As if his health was really bad, after Shi Jiang finished speaking such a long paragraph, he covered his mouth and kept coughing. Listening to the coughing sound, everyone present, even if he was not a doctor, could feel the Wen family's health.
The lady almost coughed her lungs out!
However, even so, the emperor could not help but narrow his eyes and said to Dagui.
"Go and pass the message and ask the doctor from the Taiyuan Hospital to come over and show Miss Wen how she is doing."
Hearing this, Chu Ziyue's fingers under his sleeves trembled slightly.
He didn't expect that the emperor would actually check Shi Jiang's body directly. He could pretend to be sick on the outside, and he could be a doctor in a hospital. It would be easy to find out that Shi Jiang was pretending to be sick!
Shi Jiang was still coughing lightly, not worried at all.
If the emperor has an order, the doctors from the imperial hospital will naturally come very quickly.
"Your Majesty, Zheng Wenxiu, pays homage to your Majesty."
Doctor Zheng was a little out of breath from running all the way, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment, and immediately prostrated himself after entering the palace.
"Mr. Zheng, let's go and see how her illness is."
The emperor glanced at him, pointed at Shi Jiang, who was covering his mouth and coughing quietly.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Doctor Zheng did not dare to get up. He just knelt and moved to Shi Jiang's side. After saying sorry, he put his hand on Shi Jiang's pulse.
There is a book on traditional Chinese medicine that says: look, hear, ask and feel.
Needless to say about the first two items, Shi Jiang acted as if he was about to die next, and it looked like he was seriously ill.
After Doctor Zheng took his pulse, he asked Shi Jiang carefully about the changes in various discomforts he had experienced since childhood.
Shi Jiang answered them one by one. After listening carefully, Dr. Zheng first nodded, then shook his head.
"Zheng Aiqing, you are nodding and shaking your head. What do you mean?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Wei Chen originally diagnosed the cause of this girl's illness, which may have been brought from her mother's womb. Therefore, she was born with a deficiency and her Qi and blood were not smooth. Even if she could make up for it the day after tomorrow, it stands to reason that she would not live to her prime years. But now she is
There is a burst of vitality in the pulse of this girl. I am afraid that some capable people and strangers have given strong medicine to her before.
This girl's pulse has become stronger. Unfortunately, this is like drinking poison to quench thirst, but it only quenches her remaining vitality in advance! Originally, this girl had about six years to live, but now she probably has less than two years left.
! Of course, if you can feel relaxed and not depressed, it is not impossible to live longer."
Speaking of this, Doctor Zheng couldn't help but sigh again and shook his head.
For this girl, whether she lives for two years or six years, it actually doesn't mean much.
After all, looking at her age, she hasn’t even had haircuts yet, right?
The emperor did not expect to hear such words, and was stunned for a moment. Looking at Chu Ziyue and Shi Jiangshi, there was a look of sympathy in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, although Wen Jin did not die last year, she was still very ill and was still dying, and she only had two years left.
If he had ordered Chu Ziyue to marry Changle, it seemed that he could not justify it to Wen Jin.
Of course, the most important thing is that he doesn't want the world to know that he is forcing the children of heroes for the sake of his own sister.
Anyway, it's only two years. If Chang Le really likes Chu Ziyue so much, then he will have to wait another two years until Wen Jin dies and then grant him a marriage.
If Changle can't wait, that's good, it will save him a headache.
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