I was given the contraceptive soup and became the emperor's white moonlight

Li Zhao noticed that he looked calm and didn't seem to be pretending, but rather felt somewhat puzzled. Logically speaking, considering how much importance Prime Minister Wen attached to state affairs, he shouldn't be completely ignorant of such a big thing. Could it be that Prime Minister Wen had really decided to ignore worldly affairs?

On the other hand, Zhou Linsu on the side quickly understood what Li Zhao was talking about. However, as newcomers like them who had not yet entered the court as officials and were still waiting for assignment, they were not aware of the debate in the court. However, he had heard his father mention it occasionally and only knew the general course of events.

It seems to be related to that Zhaoyi.

Zhou Linsu felt unwell the moment he thought of Su Minglang. He had failed in front of Su Minglang several times and he could no longer hold back.

"There is no problem with the Fengshan ceremony, but the candidates for the ceremony are different." Li Zhao did not say it directly, but observed the expressions of Wen Xiang and others, "In fact, this matter is also related to the Queen Mother."

"Hmm?" When the queen was mentioned, the expression on Minister Wen's face changed instantly, but he did not ask in a hurry. Instead, he brought the tea to her mouth.

Li Zhao wanted to wait for him to ask questions, but seeing that he obviously would not be fooled, he simply did not delay any longer. If he delayed any longer, he would have to return to Beijing in the dark.

"In previous years, it was the Empress who participated in the Fengshan and blessing ceremonies, but this year the Empress's health has been getting worse. She was seriously ill a few days ago. Your Majesty took pity on the Empress's poor health and intended to let Su Zhaoyi participate in part of the blessing ceremony on her behalf."

"However." Li Zhao explained: "However, the important part still requires the Queen to take part in it personally."

"Your Majesty is also worried about the Queen's health. I hope Your Majesty can understand."

"You said that the Queen is ill?" Minister Wen seemed not to hear what he said next. The only words in his mind were "The Queen is seriously ill."

"I'm still recovered now." Li Zhao was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted.

However, the period of time before happened to be the days when they returned to the palace after participating in the autumn hunt. Perhaps because she felt unwell along the way, the queen was very weak and fell ill all of a sudden and was unable to get up.

After this serious illness, the queen did not fully recover for a long time, and even after she recovered, she could still feel unwell.

Li Zhao also knew that he shouldn't tell these things to Minister Wen, but he had a mission to fulfill and could not delay for a moment, otherwise he would not have come here to bother him in person.

Knowing that the Queen's illness had been cured, Minister Wen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then what Li Zhao said next came into view.

Wen Xiang looked up at him, his expression could not be described as anger or unwillingness, but his eyes were full of sadness. Although Li Zhao did not quite understand, he was not an omnipotent person, and he was not very good at dealing with these delicate thoughts.

"It is a blessing for the Queen to receive the favor of His Majesty." Minister Wen said this, but there was no trace of joy in his words.

Perhaps the old man also secretly hated himself in his heart for pushing his granddaughter into that endless fire pit.

"Many of the ministers have tried to stop Your Majesty by saying that it is against the law. I came here just to..."

Li Zhao was interrupted by the Minister of Literature before he finished speaking. The old man waved his hand and said, "I am no longer involved in court affairs. I can't help you with what Lord Li said."

"Sir Li, please go back!" Without waiting for Li Zhao to say anything in rebuttal, the Minister signaled Qi Zhongyuan to send the guest away.

Qi Zhongyuan paused for a moment, then stood up and stood in front of Li Zhao, making a gesture of invitation.

"Prime Minister!" Just as he expected, this matter would not be so easy to resolve. Li Zhao obediently stood up but did not go out with Zhou Linsu. Instead, he continued to say to the Prime Minister: "The Fengshan event is inevitable."

"Your Majesty has made up his mind. Even if you or your students are unwilling, it will not have any effect. On the contrary, it will make His Majesty dislike the Queen a little more."

After Li Zhao finished speaking, the expressions of Wen Xiang and others became visibly ugly. The old man's eyes were drowned by the emotions on his back. Some things have been hidden in the dark and no one knows about them. It just so happens that Wen Xiang is the one who is hiding.

Now that things have turned out like this, Wen Xiang, an insider, is filled with not only despair and despair, but also infinite fear, as if something is about to come out.

"Madam..." Li Zhao hesitated to speak. After thinking for a while, he decided to speak out: "Madam's health is indeed not good. Even if she holds on, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to hold on until the last moment."

Li Zhao spoke in a serious tone: "Prime Minister, I know very well the purpose or wish of you and your ministers."

"I am really happy that you care for your granddaughter." Li Zhao paused and continued, "But after so much research in the Imperial Hospital, we finally managed to get the Queen back to health. What if she gets sick on the way there and there is no decent place to stay? What should we do?"

Wen Xiang did listen to it, but he still had a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get over.

Seeing his expression, Li Zhao decided to add another point, "Prime Minister, you should know that the last time the Queen fell seriously ill was on the way back from the hunting ground."

"The weather was not as cold as it is now, and the Queen was still exhausted, so..."

Li Zhao hadn't finished speaking, but Wen Xiang knew exactly what he meant. The old man thought for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "Half of my body is already buried in the loess. Let's leave these things to fate."

To say this means agreeing, or to say that he doesn't care. However, what Li Zhao cares about is not his opinion, but the thoughts of those behind him.

“I wonder if I could ask the Prime Minister to write a letter. After all, even though the Prime Minister is now taking a break in the mountains, there are still your students and old friends in the court who are speaking up for the Empress.

Upon hearing this, the Minister of Literature looked at him deeply and actually laughed, "Boqi, go get some writing brush and ink."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Linsu immediately placed the pen and ink in front of the Minister of Literature. The Minister wrote a few words and Li Zhao knew that the matter was done.

He had prepared a lot of things to say but hadn't said them yet, but the matter turned out to be unexpectedly simple. It seemed that even though the world said that literary families of Wen Xiang must be old-fashioned and conservative, now it seemed that all those material possessions, fame and power were not as important as his granddaughter's safety.

Since the work had been done and it was getting late, Li Zhao did not plan to stay any longer. The horses in the yard could not help but make "humming" sounds of protest.

Minister Wen was still in a heavy mood and did not want to stay any longer after hearing this. He asked Zhou Linsu to see Li Zhao off on his behalf.

After returning to his senses and entering the house, Zhou Linsu looked at Wen Xiang in confusion, but his conditioning did not allow him to ask even a single question.

Wen Xiang saw through his hesitation at a glance, shook his head and sighed.