Chapter 39 Premeditated Poisoning
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The envoys from the Sang Kingdom were almost carried out of the palace by the palace guards. In the court, after Qian Heliyou made a chilling declaration, he looked at them coldly as if he was looking at dead people, until he saw them fall to the ground in exhaustion, and then he ordered people to carry them out of the palace and send them to the embassy.
In the court, after a breathless silence, a series of arrangements were made, which made people's blood boil. From the army to people's livelihood, from propaganda to strategy, from national honor to national prosperity, Qianhe Liyou didn't say much, but every word left everyone with endless associations. The entire royal family was operating like a war machine. Everyone was busy, preparing, and waiting with great excitement.
"Your Majesty, they are taking action."
"Go ahead." An Hui disappeared for a while just now, and she guessed that some news had been delivered. An Hui was still the head of the Anbu, and he was still responsible for the report.
"They bribed the people arranged by my subordinates, secretly entered the palace to meet Sang Zixin, and gave Sang Zixin a packet of poison, intending to poison you. In addition, they also planned to steal the military distribution map." When An Hui mentioned the word poison, a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Anyone who wants to murder the emperor deserves to die.
"What is Sang Zixin's reaction?" She was not surprised that the other party wanted to kill her. What she was more concerned about now was Sang Zixin's reaction. She hoped that the poor child would not do anything to make himself more pitiful, otherwise she would not feel sorry for him. Everyone's destiny is in their own hands and it is not predetermined by God.
"At first he was silent and did not accept it, and then he refused. However, the other party was very angry about his refusal. It seemed that they had prepared some kind of drug to control Sang Zixin. They forced him to eat the poison Seven Days Death Powder, saying that he would be given seven days, and if he did not do it, he would die of the poison. The person who was monitoring him in the dark department told his subordinates that Sang Zixin's reaction was a little strange at the time. He was panicked at first, and then he was unusually silent. He said nothing and let the two people coerce and bribe him. In the end, he was slapped twice. Sang Ziling threatened him a few more times and left. They should think that Sang Zixin had agreed. After all, everyone is afraid of death."
An Hui does not want to look down on human nature, but he has seen too much dirt. Living in this world, there are really too many things that cannot be helped. Facing the threat of death, how many people will not compromise? There are too many people in this world who are afraid of death.
"Many people are afraid of death, but they don't necessarily sell themselves out to stay alive. Go back secretly and continue to send people to monitor them. I want to see how big a wave these two or three small fish can stir up."
“Yes.” Even if the emperor did not order him to do so, he would not let these people go. He would never allow anyone to harm the emperor. He still remembered that on the day of the rebellion, he was not near the imperial city because he had a mission. When he heard that such a big rebellion had occurred, he really wanted to die to atone for his crime. He was the leader of the Anbu, and since he had not yet learned of this news, what was the point of him being alive? He thought at the time that if anything happened to the emperor, even if he was injured, he would die to atone for his crime and would never live in vain. However, God had eyes. Not only was the emperor fine, he also showed amazing martial arts and wisdom. Not only did he easily suppress the rebellion, but he also made the people of the world recognize their emperor again. He also thoroughly investigated the rebellion, firstly because it was too sudden, and secondly because the secret agents at Situ Changqin's place had their identities discovered long ago and were killed before the rebellion, so he did not receive the news. When other secret agents noticed the changes, he was not in the imperial city and could not notify them in time.
When he rushed back later, he only had time to do some cleanup work. After dealing with everything, he knelt before the emperor and asked for punishment. However, the emperor only asked him to reorganize the communication system of the Anbu, and did not give him any punishment. This made him both moved and guilty.
Qianhe Liyou waved his hand, signaling An Hui that he could go down. An Hui nodded and disappeared for a moment to give instructions, then quietly returned to the imperial study to protect the emperor. Not long after he came back, Sang Zixin also came back, having changed his clothes. His face looked a little gloomy, but there was nothing unusual about it.
"Where have you been?" Qian Heliyou asked casually. He had been serving her personally these past few days. Although she knew what he had been doing, she still wanted to tease him.
"Slave, I just accidentally fell down. I was delayed for some time to take a bath and change clothes. Please punish me, Your Majesty."
After hearing Sang Zixin's answer, Qian Heliyou just raised his eyebrows and stopped asking questions. Seeing that the emperor had no intention of asking further questions, Sang Zixin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Of course he lied, and this was not his original intention. It was just that this was the only method he could think of now. Anyway, he just needed to stick to it for a few days.
As if she had thought of something, there was a hint of sadness in Sang Zixin's eyes.
Throughout the afternoon, Qianhe Liyou was reading some memorials, most of which were related to the Sang State, and the rest were about local political affairs. For example, there were serious floods in the south, many victims were displaced, bandits were rampant in the north, many merchants were captured and robbed, and pirates appeared in the southeast, causing great harm to fishermen and merchants, etc. Qianhe Liyou annotated the memorials one by one, looking for suitable people in the court to deal with these problems.
"Your Majesty," Feng Ying walked in holding a bowl of something unknown.
Qian Heliyingtou just looked at Feng Ying with a questioning look, indicating that she could speak.
"The Queen sent a bowl of ginseng soup, which she made herself, to ask Your Majesty not to work too hard and to get some rest."
"Leave it there." She has always felt it was a pity about this matter. Zombies are bloodthirsty but few are greedy. They have no appetite for ordinary food. However, 99% of the men here can cook. Isn't it a pity for her?
In fact, Fengying was also a little confused about this. The emperor's appetite seemed to have become smaller. Sometimes, if she didn't remind him, he would not remember to eat at all. Sometimes he would just drink a cup of tea a day and think he had eaten, as if he didn't need to eat at all. At first, she thought that the emperor had a poor appetite, and later she became worried that the emperor's body could not bear it. Until now, she saw that there was nothing wrong with the emperor's body, she was relieved.
Feng Ying retreated, and Qian He Liyou and Sang Zixin were the only ones left in the room again.
"Come here." Seeing Sang Zixin standing aside with envy in his eyes, Qian Heliyou suddenly found it funny, because she felt that she actually knew what this man was envious of.
"Your Majesty, what do you want me to do?" Sang Zixin obediently walked closer.
"Take this soup and drink it." She didn't like it anyway, so it wouldn't be a waste to give it to him. Besides, seeing how thin and pitiful he looked, he needed more nourishment.
"Ah, this is the Queen's intention. I dare not drink it." Sang Zixin shook his head violently. How could he drink the Queen's wine? That was the Queen's intention.
"You want to disobey my order" She found this sentence particularly useful, no matter who it was.
""This time Sang Zixin really couldn't say no. The word "disobeying the order" was a very serious matter.
Sang Zixin picked up the bowl of soup and took a sip carefully. It was really delicious. He had never tasted anything so delicious before. He couldn't help but look at the emperor again. When he met the emperor's eyes, he was startled and almost knocked over the bowl.
"Your Majesty, the soup is delicious and should not be poisonous," Sang Zixin said foolishly.
"Poison, do you think I asked you to try the poison?" His kindness was taken as an insult. Qianhe Liyou finally understood what this sentence meant.
"Isn't it?" Sang Zixin continued to ask foolishly. If it wasn't a poison test, why would the emperor make the queen drink it for himself?
"You" are not only a poor little thing, but also a little fool. Qian He Liyou stopped what he was about to say, but there was a hint of anger in his eyes, "Poor little thing, you drank all the soup. It's impossible to tell whether it is poisonous or not in a short time. If you are still alive in a few days, just assume it is not poisonous."
Luo Weiqing couldn't hear this, otherwise he might be sad again. But thinking of Sang Ziling and the others poisoning this poor little thing, she wanted to see how the poor little thing would react. Would he really poison herself? Qian Heliyou was a little curious.
End of this chapter
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