Chapter 268 Cold

Cui Yongan got off the car halfway.

Because he wanted to buy sugar-roasted chestnuts for Mo Xunyan, and he had to eat Jiang's, there were a lot of people lining up.

"What did you hear today?"

Chen Shiyi thought about it.

"That's what I just said."

"You are right about the official named Xu. He is my man at this moment, but he may belong to someone else the next moment. In the face of interests, it doesn't matter whether he is named Xu or someone else. But now we need to discuss the truth and purpose behind this matter."

Wen Zhiheng continued.

"The fact that His Majesty wants me to marry means that there are a few people in the court who are unstable and he urgently needs to pull me into his camp to be his helper and help him withstand the storm. Why did the Queen Mother, who has always been quiet, come to participate in the dinner of the court officials? The Queen was not here, so this time, she came to see what kind of person the Prime Minister mentioned by His Majesty is, so there was the scene where Official Xu targeted me."

"Who is targeting His Majesty? What kind of persecution has His Majesty suffered that he can't wait to drag me in? You have to know that I hold great power in my hands. If you anger me, you may offend half of the officials in the court. But he still did it. I think it should be those old ministers of Pei Luoshu who supported him to the throne."

"They must have reached some kind of agreement before, but one of them failed to do it and went back on his word, which led to the breakdown of their relationship. So what was their agreement? Power?"

"He actually has some say. I guess it's silver, and it's real money, privately, not from the Ministry of Revenue. That's why His Majesty has been searching for you. That's also why His Majesty didn't kill Pei Luoshu that night, but waited two days to kill him."

Chen Shiyi was stunned.

"I could only guess that he wanted to tie you up on his boat, but I didn't expect you to think so deeply about it."

Wen Zhiheng looked at her deeply.

"Still cold?"

Chen Shiyi asked in confusion.

"What?"

"I asked you if you were cold outside the temple?"

Chen Shiyi shook his head.

"I don't feel cold."

Suddenly she remembered, why didn't she feel cold? She was most afraid of cold.

Wen Zhiheng continued.

"You were not afraid of the cold outside the palace because you knew that it would be very cold in severe cold weather. Also, you understood that you had other things to do. Third, I repeatedly told you that this banquet was very important and you had to listen carefully. And you did it and completely forgot about the severe cold weather. This shows that your coldness is a mental illness. You must have felt that you had someone to rely on before, so you appeared more vulnerable and wanted to show your weakness to make people feel sorry for you."

"But actually, you can get through it on your own. Once you get through it, your body will naturally get rid of the cold, and you will get better faster from future illnesses."

Chen Shiyi understood that today's palace banquet, the royal conspiracy, and the court intrigues were all just a prescription to cure her illness.

"How do you know so much about this?"

"Before, when I went to get the pills, Dr. Chu told me so I gave it a try."

Chen Shiyi lowered his head and choked with sobs.

"thank you."

Wen Zhiheng sighed.

"What is there to thank me for? It's just some advice from the miracle doctor. I'm just going to give it a try."

When he arrived at Lingyun Pavilion, Chen Shiyi suddenly remembered something.

“I discovered something today.”

"What is it?"

"The current Queen Mother seems to have an unspeakable relationship with her eunuchs."

Wen Zhiheng's eyes rippled slightly.

"Do you have any ideas?"

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

When he returned to Lingyun Pavilion, it was already late at night. Chen Shiyi lit another candle, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and began to copy on the paper with great concentration.

Wen Zhiheng took some charcoal fire and boiled some tea on a small stove. He drank two sips slowly, took a book from the bookshelf, sat on a chair, covered himself with a small blanket, and read leisurely while waiting for Chen Shiyi.

It was almost midnight when Chen Shiyi put down his pen.

She saw that Wen Zhiheng had not rested yet and was still waiting for her, feeling very sorry.

"Are you sleepy?"

Wen Zhiheng shook his head.

"Did you finish writing?"

"Um."

"Bring it here and show it to me."

Wen Zhiheng looked at the paper with the ink dried on it, and at the thoughts written on it, he couldn't help but smile.

Chen Shiyi asked doubtfully.

"What are you laughing at?"

Wen Zhiheng handed the paper to Chen Shiyi.

“Although it’s a bit unethical, it’s a good idea.”

Chen Shiyi lowered his eyes.

"I have no other choice. The longer time goes on, the more stable his power will be, and the harder it will be to deal with him. Now that the former crown prince's former subordinates have a grudge against him, I will add fuel to the fire. His life will definitely not be easy."

Wen Zhiheng's eyes were filled with smile.

"Outside, creating strange phenomena or divine revelation to make people think that the current emperor ascended the throne against the will of heaven will indeed make people spread the news and make people panic. However, the more such things are, the more taboo they are in the officialdom. People may talk about it with great relish, but it will not spread in Kyoto. After all, those who spread rumors will lose their heads."

"I understand that I am not doing this to let His Majesty know, but to make this matter a secret known to everyone. When something big happens in the future, no one will defend him, leaving him isolated and helpless."

Wen Zhiheng's eyes were filled with relief.

"You want to make something of the Queen Mother?"

"To be precise, it was the eunuch beside the Queen Mother. He seemed to be very close to the Queen Mother. He should know a lot of secrets from her."

"If someone questions the bloodline of an emperor before he has firmly established his throne, it will be a fatal blow to him."

Wen Zhiheng's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"He was born and grew up in the palace, and the palace servants were replaced very quickly. Many people died or left in the past. It would be very difficult to identify people and things."

"If you startle someone by making a fuss, some people who can't hold back will naturally surface."

Wen Zhiheng looked quietly at Chen Shiyi in front of him.

"Your plan is a little anxious."

Chen Shiyi was speechless.

"Okay, you take care of the outside affairs, and I will take care of the affairs inside the palace. But if you succeed this time, he won't even be able to enter the imperial mausoleum after he dies."

Wen Zhiheng stood behind her, looking at her quietly with a frown on his face and a sad expression.

Perhaps it was something I said unintentionally that made her recall the past.

There is still no monument at the place where Pei Luoshu is buried, and there is no name or surname, let alone an imperial tomb.

In the future, will he really be engraved in her heart forever?

If this is the case, she will live in sorrow all her life. What other colors does she have besides gray?

Is it so easy to be abandoned?

It is easy to die, but difficult to live!