A notice was posted in the capital a few days ago that the emperor would set out for the ancestral temple at 9:00 today, and the main roads in the city and the gates that the emperor would pass through would be closed and cleared from 7:00.
Therefore, Qin Zhao had to leave the city before noon.
After leaving the city, we have much more time.
The carriage prepared by Qin Zhao left the city, drove on the official road for about half an hour, and stopped at a teahouse.
The teahouse was located right on the official road leading to the ancestral temple, offering excellent access and a great view. It was still early, but several customers were already chatting in the teahouse. When Qin Zhao entered, they acted as if they hadn't seen him, not even glancing in their direction.
The tea shop owner came forward and, without Qin Zhao saying anything, took him to the private room on the second floor of the tea shop with the widest view.
"Don't worry, sir. Everything in the shop has been arranged. We are all our own people." After serving Qin Zhao a pot of tea, the tea shop owner said this and turned away.
Over the past two weeks, Qin Zhao had already arranged for all the people he might encounter on this trip. To ensure safety, these people only knew their missions and had no idea who they were working for.
Qin Zhao observed from the window for a moment, and when he saw nothing unusual, he closed the window and took out a patched old coarse cloth shirt from his luggage.
What he will play today is a miraculous doctor who travels around the world to save people.
The little emperor's illness has not been cured in the past few months. The ministers in the court are worried and have recommended famous doctors to their superiors.
Unfortunately, they were all stopped by the Empress Dowager and the Imperial Hospital.
The court officials wanted to send people in but couldn't, and they had long been complaining about this.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of the emperor's visit to the ancestral temple, Deng Tianyou recommended the miracle doctor, which was unexpected but also reasonable.
At least that's what the ministers thought.
The clothes had been fumigated with herbs in advance. When Qin Zhao put them on, he could smell the strong and pungent smell of herbs in his nostrils.
He looks like a doctor who has been dealing with herbs for many years.
In addition to this set of clothes, there is also a medicine box, which is full of medicine jars and ointments, all of which are needed for practicing medicine.
These things were all prepared by Jing Li.
Jing Li always felt that he could not help much, but Qin Zhao felt that his young husband was the one who helped him the most along the way. Qin Zhao was lucky to have such a beautiful and capable young husband by his side.
Although the little guy is sometimes silly and a little willful.
Thinking of this, Qin Zhao began to feel uneasy.
He had not agreed to bring Jing Li with him this time, firstly for his safety, and secondly to ensure the plan would be carried out more perfectly. He had already discussed this with his young husband, but every time he mentioned it, he would refuse to agree, saying he could disguise himself.
If that guy really followed him in disguise, Qin Zhao had no confidence that he could still focus on the plan.
…I’m worried it’s too late for him.
Although the young husband finally agreed to wait at home, judging from the look on his face this morning, he was obviously still angry.
This time when I go back, I don’t know how long it will take to coax her back.
Qin Zhao took a sip of tea and felt very worried about his life in the next few days.
Qin Zhao waited in the teahouse for more than half an hour. At three o'clock in the morning, a little dust rose from the distant mountain road.
The emperor's ancestral worship was a major event, accompanied by numerous court officials and guards. These individuals would leave the city in batches, according to the Ministry of Rites' various arrangements. Historical records show that during the dynasty's grandest ancestral worship ceremony, the entire procession stretched from the imperial city to the city walls, rivaling the grandeur of the founding emperor's army entering the capital.
What Qin Zhao is seeing now should be the vanguard of this ancestral worship ceremony.
The ancestral worship ceremony was accompanied by a large number of carriages and horses, and during the period, they would stop at post stations along the way to replenish supplies and rest, and this teahouse was one of them. According to the plan, Deng Tianyou had bribed a young eunuch close to the emperor to let them stop by the teahouse to rest for a while when they passed by.
That was the time for Qin Zhao to meet the little emperor.
Qin Zhao half-closed the window beside him and waited quietly.
The tea on the table boiled, but the sound was completely drowned out by the sound of horse hooves and footsteps in front of the post station. The guards at the front quickly passed, followed by the Minister of Rites, and then...
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