half volume

Zhao Yanzhi had no time to think about how Zhao Xiang learned about Zhao Shichang's curse on him before he died, even though only he and a few confidantes were present at the time; what is certain is that this conversation has reached the end of the road, and Zhao Xiang has nothing to fear , stepped on Zhao Yanzhi's bottom line one foot after another.

Zhao Xiang looked at Zhao Yanzhi provocatively, and said impatiently: "If your majesty doesn't make a decision, I will go to the prime minister."

Zhao Yanzhi stared at the red eyes, and Zhao Xiang leisurely finished a pot of tea under the eyes of the emperor who seemed to want to kill someone.

"Okay, I promise you, death, thank you." Zhao Yanzhi finally gritted his teeth and said.He was like a deflated ball, and it took all his strength to say these words.

Zhao Xiang nodded in satisfaction, and asked with great interest: "Then how do we let him die?"

If eyes could kill, Zhao Xiang would probably be dead by now.But even if Zhao Yanzhi is the emperor, he can't do this, so Zhao Xiang is still drinking tea leisurely, waiting to discuss with Zhao Yanzhi how to kill his beloved.

After a long time, Zhao Yanzhi tightly closed his eyes, and said weakly: "Den bar."

"Well, poisonous wine is good, he dies quickly and suffers less." Zhao Xiang complimented with a happy expression on his face, and finally felt a sense of elation.What about King's Landing, is he like him, unable to keep the person he loves the most.

but--

"By the way, I have another request." Zhao Xiang said briskly.

Zhao Yanzhi was extremely resentful and dissatisfied, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a word between his teeth: "Say."

Zhao Xiang didn't mind the emperor's attitude, and still said with a smile: "I have no grievances or enmities with the prime minister, and I am really sorry this time. Therefore, I want to send him off in person. After all, one after another goes to Huangquan, and the road is also very difficult." Is it good to be a companion?"

Zhao Yanzhi was so angry that he was about to spurt out a mouthful of old blood, he pointed at Zhao Xiang "you" angrily and did not say a word for a long time.On the contrary, Zhao Xiang was in a good mood, so he thoughtfully suggested to Zhao Yanzhi: "Your Majesty, a good man will do it to the end. It's really not easy to get rid of the friendship between you and the prime minister for many years. Why don't Zhen Jiuchen help you prepare it."

Although Zhao Yan only wanted to cut Zhao Xiang into pieces, he still endured it for a long time, and begged him eagerly: "Brother, he is still sick, can we wait until he gets better?"

Zhao Xiang laughed loudly: "Your Majesty, what's the point of doing this? Anyway, he's going to die, so what does it matter if he's not seriously ill? I've already lived enough. Prime Minister Xie died sooner, so His Majesty's worries will be relieved sooner." Otherwise, when he pleads guilty to those crimes, it will be difficult for you to give him a decent burial."

When Xie Qing was very sick, Wang Chun suddenly showed up at his house with a few little yellow gates, and hurriedly ordered him to enter the palace quickly.Xin Wan frowned, and said in embarrassment: "Chun Ling, look at his current state, how can he go away?"

With a bitter face, Wang Chun said to Xin Wan in embarrassment: "If you can't walk, you can only carry it, Ah Wan, I am anxiously waiting for the prime minister."

Seeing this, Yu Changqing wanted to say something, but was stopped by Xie Qing.He shook his head lightly at Yu Changqing, and asked Wang Chun weakly, "Chunling thinks he must have a car, right?"

Wang Chun couldn't bear to see Xie Qing's appearance, he sighed, and comforted softly: "Young Master, let's go. The car is prepared according to your preference, and it is very stable."

Xie Qing nodded to Wang Chun with a smile, and then said to the people around him: "Awan, help me tie my hair; Changqing, please help me later."

Everything in the Chengde Palace remained the same, but Xie Qing felt as if he had passed away.There were only Wang Chun and a few palace servants in the hall, Xie Qing stood there with his body braced, without saying a word.

Wang Chun looked a little embarrassed.He winked at a waiter, and the little waiter walked up to Xie Qing tremblingly.

He held a glass of wine in his hand.

Xie Qing sniffed it slightly, and sneered: "New Guijiu? This is really prepared according to my preference." He didn't even bother to look at the waiter serving the wine, but turned his head to the side and asked Wang Chun, "Where is he? "

Wang Chun was used to Xie Qing's gentle and dignified demeanor, but now that he was condescending and condescending, he didn't feel any disobedience at all.Although Xie Qing was a handsome young man in his heart, he was rolled in a sea of ​​swords and blood. At this time, his aura of killing and attack was fully displayed, which forced Wang Chun to take a step back involuntarily.He opened his mouth with difficulty, but didn't say a word.

Xie Qing asked again impatiently: "What about him?"

Wang Chun unconsciously pursed his dry lips, and said in a stuttering voice, "Going... I am waiting for my minister to return."

Xie Qing knew why she was so sick, and also knew what was in the wine.Every time he saw Ji Chengchu doing his best to treat him, and every time he saw Xin Wan staying up all night to guard him, he wanted to tell them not to bother.Is it the king's land in the whole world, is it the king's subjects on the shore of the land, that is the master of the world, can they save lives if they cure the disease?

What's more, he is really lifeless.His family is gone, his sister is gone, and even A Yuan is gone; he can't lead the army, can't participate in politics, and dragging a sick body, what is there to live for?

But when this day really came, Xie Qing still felt aggrieved.I don't want anything, I give him everything, but in the end, I still can't escape the merits of Gao Zhen's opinion and jealousy.

He didn't mind rewarding the king with his life, but why did Zhao Yanzhi forget that he said that he would come to pick it up in person?

So Xie Qing impatiently pushed away the wine cup that was presented to him again, and said coldly: "I won't drink it. Don't those who want my life have the guts to come and get it in person?"

"Could it be that the wine master is willing to drink it only if I pour it myself?" A familiar voice came from behind.Zhao Yanzhi walked up to Xie Qing in black clothes and a high crown, picked up the cup that the waiter was carrying, and dropped it on the ground.He stared at Xie Qing's face, and said in a cold voice: "Bring the pot."

Immediately, Wang Chun tremblingly offered the jug he had prepared earlier.

Zhao Yanzhi took the jug, still looking at Xie Qing's face; the servant holding the wine cup lowered his head as much as possible, and presented the wine cup in front of Zhao Yanzhi.

Zhao Yan only held the jug in one hand and the cup in the other, poured a glass leisurely and handed it to Xie Qing, saying: "Huaifang, I remember. I didn't come here in person."

Xie Qing suddenly felt that his eyes were a little hot, but he laughed.Xie Qing drank the wine in one gulp, he said: "It's very lucky."

The wine prepared by Zhao Xiang was very poisonous, and the onset was a bit painful, but it only took a while.When Xie Qing vomited out the first mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground exhausted, followed by the second, and the third mouthful, the blood stained his front skirt more and more darkly, Xie Qing stared hard, his sight But more and more blurred.

He didn't hate him, but he wanted to see him again.

In a trance, he seemed to leave the cold ground and fall into a hot embrace, but only for a moment, he lost consciousness.

Zhao Xiang turned out from behind the curtain, he looked down at Xie Qing who was tightly hugged by Zhao Yanzhi, and asked briskly, "Yo, dead?"

Zhao Yanzhi's eyes were red, staring at Zhao Xiang, it was clearly written that he wanted to get rid of it and then hurry up.Zhao Xiang smiled indifferently, and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Rong Chen will inspect the goods."

As he said that, he squatted down and checked Xie Qing's breath, it was gone; his heartbeat stopped.Zhao Xiang touched Xie Qing's exposed skin, and was slapped away by Zhao Yanzhi.Zhao Yanzhi squeezed the man tightly into his arms again, and roared angrily, "Don't touch him!"

Zhao Xiang didn't take Zhao Yanzhi's anger to heart at all.He touched Xie Qing's skin, and the tentacles were cold with lifelessness; he knew that he finally got his wish, Xie Qing, died.

The king of Yan, Zhao Xiang, who had fulfilled his wish, threw out a bag of things happily, and said to Zhao Yanzhi: "I mean what I say. Since Prime Minister Xie is dead, I will give these things to your majesty; as for the witness of the minister, after the prime minister's funeral, I will give it to you." will kill himself."

Yijun and several dead men in black appeared behind Zhao Yanzhi like ghosts.Yijun silently picked up the bag and disappeared behind the curtain; from the beginning to the end, Zhao Yan didn't even look at it.

Several dead soldiers silently surrounded Zhao Xiang, and the leader said hoarsely, "Your Majesty, let's go."

Zhao Xiang didn't linger, turned around and followed these people away; but Zhao Yanzhi stopped him behind him: "Zhao Xiang, before Huai Fang left, she said that I 'give him something to eat every day', what's going on? ?”

Zhao Xiang laughed loudly when she heard the words: "Your Majesty said that. It doesn't matter. Eating that food will just make people feel weak and lack of energy. The man is probably impatient with ordinary medicinal materials, so I just gave him some more. Your Majesty Don't worry, that stuff can easily kill people, if there is no poisonous wine, even if Prime Minister Xie eats that stuff every day, it won't be a problem to live another ten or eight years."

Zhao Xiang broke free from the dead man, returned to Zhao Yanzhi, whispered in his ear full of malice: "I won't kill him; I just want to make him think that His Majesty is going to kill him. But it doesn't make any difference. His Majesty finally killed him with his own hands."

Zhao Yanzhi watched Zhao Xiang, who was laughing triumphantly, being escorted out of the hall by the dead men, his eyes were dark and full of hatred.It was not until he was sure that he was gone that Zhao Yan stood up holding Xie Qing.As he hurriedly walked into the hall, he shouted loudly: "Cheng Chu, come and see him!"

The palace door closed behind Zhao Yanzhi with a "squeak", and everyone was blocked outside.Ji Chengchu Zhenghou was at the side of the couch. When he saw that Zhao Yanzhi had finally brought him back, he hurriedly spread out a set of medicines and utensils that he had prepared earlier, and said unceremoniously: "Your Majesty, put Huaifang on the couch. With him, there is no rule of law."

Beads of sweat oozed out of Ji Chengchu's face after a while, Zhao Yan didn't move and didn't speak, just watched intently.After an unknown amount of time, Ji Chengchu finally straightened up, wiped off the sweat all over his face, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Okay, I'm fine. Tsk tsk, but Huaifang's illness is really troublesome. It's really enough to make a fuss." Then he stood up and gave a salute to Zhao Yanzhi: "I'm going to have a rest, if your Majesty is willing to guard it; but it doesn't mean much for you here, he has to sleep for a while Three to five days."

Zhao Yan only greedily stared at Xie Qing who had returned here, as if he didn't hear Ji Chengchu's words at all.Miracle doctor Ji then sighed "unloading the mill, killing the donkey, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge", Shi Shiran walked out of the hall.

The author has something to say:

Aww, the torture is over~~~~~