Chapter 73
This time, they won't survive.
After saying.
Mrs. Song shook the handkerchief in her hand impatiently.
Upon seeing this, Madam Liu immediately kicked up the servants one by one and led them towards the entrance of Kongliu Cottage.
Song Chengyu snorted coldly, glanced at Wei Jiuzhao indifferently, puffed out his chest, and spoke in a high-pitched voice.
"Keep an eye on the yard. If there's something missing, I'll sell you off."
"I know."
The servants hurriedly bowed and responded, not caring about their injuries and pain. They stood in groups of three or five, holding wooden sticks, guarding the gate of the courtyard in a secretive manner.
Jiang Jianzheng was really angry.
But.
The servants on the ground were all bruised and battered, seriously injured, and some might even have broken bones.
On weekdays, they are all loyal, and Zhaoying tries her best to treat them well.
And Jiang Jianzheng knew it.
As long as he gave the order, these people would get up without hesitation and fight for Zhaoying.
"Jiuzhao, take them all back."
All the items are in the booklet. The Song family will be responsible if anything is missing, so there is no rush for now.
Wei Jiuzhao nodded, and the disciples of the Imperial Observatory hurried forward and helped them up one by one, and walked out of the yard under the watchful eyes of the servants of the Song Mansion.
but.
They did not return to the Jiang Mansion either.
Instead, they went to Wei Jiuzhao's house. There were several medical clinics nearby. Wei Jiuzhao asked his servants to invite all the doctors, giving each of them five hundred taels of silver, and asked them to leave two medicine boys in the house to help take care of the patients after the consultation.
at the same time.
Jiang Jianzheng rewarded each servant with one thousand taels of silver and told them to recover from their injuries quickly so that they would have the energy to serve the young lady when she returned.
As soon as Shu Yun and Shu Yu heard the word "Miss", they knelt down in front of Jiang Jianzheng and Wei Jiuzhao and cried and begged them to help find the young lady.
Even if it's seeing a living person or a dead body, it's fine.
They said they would live and die together with the young lady, and if the young lady's body came back, they would definitely be buried with her!
Several disciples of the Imperial Observatory were standing outside listening, their eyes red with tears.
And it is diagonally opposite Wei’s house.
In the carriage.
Song Chengyu lifted the curtain and looked coldly at the gate of Wei Jiuzhao's house. Only after he was sure that those people had gone in and did not come out did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Mrs. Song held up the mirror and looked at her delicate makeup, then checked her gorgeous clothes before speaking in a cold voice.
"Let's go."
Jiang was so guilty that he didn't dare to go to the palace to file a complaint.
Song Chengyu lowered the curtain, the carriage turned around and started running. Song Chengyu frowned and asked Mrs. Song.
"Mother, are you sure that the Emperor will help us?"
"Think about it."
There was a hint of pride in Mrs. Song's eyes.
"In the entire Daye Kingdom, we are the first family that the emperor does not allow to divorce. Jiang Zhaoying knew that there was no hope for divorce, so she eloped with Zhou Ruogu. Isn't this a slap in the face of the emperor?"
"Do you remember what Jiang Zhaoying said? The emperor only took half a pill, so the effect is halved. He is likely to suffer from a headache, and you are the emperor's best medicine."
Song Chengyu heard the cup in his hand and smashed it down, saying anxiously.
"What does this mean, mother? Is she going to let her son die again?"
Even now his scalp tingles when he thinks of that fear, and the wound on his heart where Jiang Zhaoying stabbed him would hurt dully whenever he got angry.
"no."
Mrs. Song patted Song Chengyu on the back and explained hurriedly.
"You are my only son. How could I let you die? But Cheng Yu..."
Mrs. Song's expression became somewhat crazy and vicious, and she tightly grasped Song Chengyu's arm. Song Chengyu looked at his mother and inexplicably felt a creepy feeling.
"I have discussed this with the doctor. The emperor has already taken half a pill of medicine, so he doesn't need to use the heart blood. You only need to give the emperor a bowl of medicine every half a month, and the emperor will never get sick again."
"One bowl every half a month, two bowls a month?"
One bowl a month is uncomfortable enough, how can he bear two bowls?
"son."
Mrs. Song knew that he was unwilling, so she held down his excited body, held his face, and tried to persuade him earnestly.
"If you want wealth and prosperity, and if you want peace, we have to fight once. At least you have to wait until that matter is resolved before you have a chance to fight back."
"Only those who endure the most hardships can become the best. Son, don't you want to sit on the position of a marquis, or even a higher position?"
It's just a bowl of blood. How difficult can it be to release it by just cutting your hand?
"Mother will definitely use the best medicine to nourish you. I guarantee that you will recover in less than ten days and be more energetic than before."
When Mrs. Song saw that his face was still gloomy, tears welled up in her eyes.
"I'm doing this for your sake. If you'd been more motivated and taken over the position of Marquis, I wouldn't have to plan like this. Chengyu, we've been planning for so many years, and we can't let anything go wrong at this moment. I've already written to your aunt, and she's helping us in the palace."
Song Chengyu looked up impatiently.
But he inadvertently saw a few strands of white hair on Mrs. Song's temples. He clenched his fists, said nothing, but nodded.
In this way, he is the emperor's medicine, and the emperor has to rely on him to feel comfortable. Then he will gradually have a say in front of the emperor and even influence the emperor.
After entering the palace.
The emperor was in Empress Song's palace. Although he was under house arrest, Empress Song had her own ways. She sang a sad song and a cold to lure the emperor in.
When she heard that Madam Song and her son had come to the palace to see her, Empress Song said that no one in the palace loved her, but that there were people who loved her at her parents' home. She cried in grievance and fell into the Emperor's arms, and signaled with her eyes that Rongyan should quickly ask someone to come over.
Although Chaoxia Palace is much quieter than before, the food, clothing and daily necessities are still the best.
The Emperor took pity on Empress Song for her thin figure and illness, and gave her many rewards. Empress Song was filled with gratitude, and in front of the Emperor, she asked someone to pick some for Song Chengyu to take back.
"You do love this nephew, but it's a pity that he is so naughty."
How could he marry a wife to help with the household while he fakes his own death and goes out to live freely with his mistress?
A trace of guilt flashed in Empress Song's eyes, and she nestled into the emperor's arms and said in a tender voice.
"Aiya, Your Majesty, being ignorant has its advantages. I just acted a little foolishly in this aspect, but everything else is good."
The emperor's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled while hugging Empress Song.
Song Qingwan was right. It was because the Song family had orphans and a widowed mother, and because Song Chengyu had not achieved much, that he could pamper her and indulge her with peace of mind.
Empress Song slightly raised her charming little face, and the emperor bent down and kissed her. After a while, she heard some noise outside and was about to get up, but the emperor picked her up and turned to walk behind the screen. Empress Song blushed and gasped as she gave hurried instructions.
"That's easy. Go greet Madam Song and the Crown Prince. I'll be there soon."
The emperor laughed out loud when he heard this. He didn't go to the couch, but pushed her against the window, lifted her clothes and asked her.
"It seems that my beloved concubine feels that the time I have favored you is too short. I will perform well this time to satisfy Empress Song."
"Your Majesty, how can you be so reckless? This is a window, and the screen is see-through."
Empress Song struggled with a red face, but her body softened into the emperor's arms, giving the emperor an opportunity to take advantage of. Then the scene behind the screen became hot.
Rongyan and Yirong smiled and welcomed Madam Song and Song Chengyu into the side hall. Then Rongyan quietly told Madam Song that the queen was serving the emperor in the inner hall. Madam Song smiled happily and stuffed the reward into Rongyan and Yirong's hands. The look in her eyes was almost full of hope of winning.
Putting down the teacup, Mrs. Song smiled and said to Song Chengyu.
"Look, the emperor has been in great shape since taking the medicine. Chengyu, you have to quickly give birth to more children for our Song family."
Mrs. Song felt so angry when she thought about the fact that Shen Yuefu's baby was gone and Song Qinghuan's innocence was ruined.
Song Chengyu nodded with a cold face, and when Jiang Zhaoying's beautiful face flashed through his mind, his heart ached.
This wait lasted for an hour.
When Empress Song came out with the Emperor in a beaming mood, Madam Song and her son hurried forward to pay their respects.
"Your Majesty looks really good and full of energy."
Mrs. Song spoke softly. The emperor listened to her, took Mrs. Song's arm and sat down, then burst into laughter. Mrs. Song gave him a glance with her charming eyes, and the emperor became even happier.
"emperor."
Seeing Empress Song winking at her, Madam Song stood up and knelt in front of the Emperor. With a hint of guilt in her eyes, she confessed that she might suffer from a headache again after taking half a pill.
The emperor's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and Empress Song asked someone to call the imperial physician over.
"Your Majesty, this matter is also my fault for not thinking carefully. At that time, I just wanted to prove that the pill was not poisonous and was useful."
Yuanzheng Wang and Doctor Gu hurried in carrying medicine boxes. After they bowed, they found that the emperor had a gloomy face, and they both became nervous.
He walked forward and carefully felt the pulse, then told them what happened. Wang Yuanzheng thought about it and nodded.
“It is indeed possible that the headache will recur.”
When the emperor heard the word "headache", he felt the acupuncture points on both sides of his forehead throbbing. He had been tortured for many years and it was really enough.
"Your Majesty, I have a bold idea that may be useful."
"you say."
The emperor probably knew that Madam Song came here to atone for her mistakes, so he did not make things difficult for them and gestured for her to speak.
Madam Song had Song Chengyu take medicine as well. Now he is like a medicine bottle. If the emperor doesn't have a headache anymore, then he is fine. If he still has pain, she can let Chengyu bleed for the emperor to drink.
As for how often to drink, you have to practice slowly and make a decision after you find a pattern.
Song Chengyu felt a little upset when listening to what his mother said. If this was the case, he didn't know how many cups of blood he would have to shed in the early stage.
Empress Song held the emperor's hand with worry in her eyes.
"Your Majesty, I will pick out some precious medicinal herbs and supplements for Cheng Yu to take back. After taking his blood, let him nourish his body well. This way, the more good things he eats, the more you use his blood as a medicine, which is equivalent to you eating those supplements."
It sounded like this was the case, and the emperor nodded with a cold face. Empress Song then turned around hurriedly to make arrangements, and asked them to take the things they had just selected back together.
Just saying.
Queen Song's son, Prince Yunzhong, and Princess Le'an came to pay their respects. After hearing what they said, Prince Yunzhong stepped forward and knelt before the Emperor.
"Father, if my blood is useful, I am willing to give it to you to drink."
Empress Song glanced at Le An.
Princess Le'an also hurriedly stepped forward and said.
"Yes, Father, I am willing to do so, as long as you live in peace and health!"
The Emperor was originally in a somewhat irritated mood, but now being coaxed by Empress Song and the others, and knowing that there was a solution, a smile returned to his face, and he reached out to pat Princess Le'an on the head.
"Okay, I know your filial piety, everyone, get up."
King Yunzhong and Princess Le'an stood up obediently and walked behind Queen Song. King Yunzhong looked at Song Chengyu indifferently.
King Yunzhong has always looked down upon his cousin.
Having a good-looking face but no good brains won't help him at all.
Song Chengyu naturally knew what King Yunzhong was thinking and was unhappy, but he had to endure it. After a while, he would ask King Yunzhong to apologize to him in person.
"Chengyu."
The emperor suddenly turned and looked at Song Chengyu.
"Why do you look so unhappy? Don't you want to be my medicine?"
Mrs. Song felt nervous when she heard this, and Song Chengyu stepped forward and knelt in front of the emperor.
"I am willing, Your Majesty. I am unhappy for other reasons."
"Oh?" The emperor took the hot tea and asked him casually while opening the lid, "What is it? Tell me."
Song Chengyu smiled quickly and then exaggerated the story of how the emperor did not allow the divorce and Jiang Zhaoying was dissatisfied, so she eloped with the young master of the Zhou family.
Bang……
The emperor was indeed furious, and he raised his hand and smashed the cup to pieces.
Mrs. Song stepped forward and said upon seeing this.
"Your Majesty, don't be angry about that child. She is not a quiet person. She just chose us as a shield because we are an orphan and a widow in the Song Mansion."
What this meant was that Jiang Zhaoying had been in love with Zhou Ruogu before they got married, but for some reason they did not get married. That's why she wanted to suppress the Song family while maintaining a long-term relationship with Zhou Ruogu.
"In my opinion, what she said in the palace last time that she was innocent might also be false. Zhou Ruogu is a doctor, and he can definitely help Jiang Zhaoying get a new cinnabar mole."
The emperor looked at Wang Yuanpan coldly.
Judge Wang suddenly felt some sweat on his forehead. Although Doctor Zhou was a somewhat unspeakable person, his medical skills were very good.
"emperor."
Song Chengyu watched the anger in the emperor's eyes grow stronger and stronger, and then he spoke slowly with confidence.
"Jiang Jianzheng won't let me divorce Jiang Zhaoying. He said if I dare to do so, he will kill me."
"Is Jiang Zhaoying really having an affair with the boy from the Zhou family?"
The emperor had some impression of Zhou Ruogu, a very thin and handsome man. It was said that he also wanted to join the Imperial Medical Service, but Doctor Zhou disagreed.
"Your Majesty, many people in Qingshan Town saw them hugging each other, and... I heard that the biggest reason why so many people died in this earthquake was because Jiang Zhaoying miscalculated the time. What's even more strange is that Jiang Jianzheng allowed her to do whatever she wanted and didn't stop her. I think Jiang Jianzheng may not be that capable and is not worthy of the position of Jianzheng."
After saying.
A smile flashed in the eyes of Mrs. Song and Empress Song.
This time.
They planned carefully.
Not only does he want to expel Jiang Jianzheng from the Imperial Observatory, bringing shame to Jiang Zhaoying, but he also wants to wipe out the entire Jiang family!
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