Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 641 The first year of Jiayou, a mess

When Fu Jiuqu returned to Tianshui Pavilion, he was even more exposed.

Xin Yi hadn't fallen asleep yet, seeing that he was covered in severe winter snow and his hands were freezing cold, he quickly lifted the curtain, called the girl to prepare water, and then got up with clothes on.

Fu Jiuqu stopped her, "The night is cool, go to sleep."

Xin Yi looked into his eyes, "Did something happen?"

Fu Jiuqu raised his eyelids, and a ray of coolness gradually appeared on his handsome face.Xin Yi stared at him suspiciously. After a long while, he sat on the side of the bed and told the truth about the secret report.

Xin Yi was startled, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky.

With a low voice, Fu Jiuqu clarified the key points to her.

"There is a lot of change in the court, I have to go back to Beijing."

Xin Yi took a deep breath.

"You forgot, the government has issued an order, and they are not allowed to return to Beijing without an order."

"I can't control that much..." Fu Jiuqu held her hands, his expression was cold and his voice was as cold as ice, "The situation in Beijing is chaotic at the moment, with dignitaries in Dali, courtiers shuffling, and officials unable to do business. Chaos in Song Dynasty will lead to chaos..."

"It can't be messed up." Xin Yi calmly leaned on the bed and looked at him and said boldly: "When you return to Beijing, your uncle's illness will probably be cured."

Fu Jiuqu: "How do you know?"

Xin Yi quickly deduced the plot in her mind, and her memory told her that Zhao Guan's family recovered from the illness in February, and there was no lingering sickness later, it was more like a game in the whirlpool of power.

But what is the truth, history books can't tell clearly, and the plot is even more vague, inconclusive, and deliberately arousing speculation.

After all, some people also said that the Zhao family's disease was inherited from the family, and Taizong's eldest son Zhao Yuanzuo and Zhenzong both had similar diseases.As soon as he gets sick, he becomes unconscious, or talks nonsense, or has a language barrier.According to legend, on the day Renzong was buried, Zhao Zongshi, who had just succeeded to the throne, suddenly fell ill and ran wildly in the hall like a madman...

Xin Yi was deeply puzzled by this, but she didn't make a diagnosis herself. She didn't dare to draw conclusions, let alone talk about the emperor in front of Fu Jiuqu. She only told him what she knew in the way of "historical records".

"Looking at it now, the events in Bianjing are exactly the same as in history, nothing will happen to your uncle..."

After hearing this, Fu Jiuqu sighed, but still couldn't let go, "It's good if it's true as you said. However, things are changing rapidly, and it's not what you saw at the beginning. How can I dare to take risks?"

Xin Yi sat under the quilt, feeling a little chilly.

The plot is the plot, and the truth is the truth. If something happens to Zhao Zhen or Zhao Yuqing, Fu Jiuqu may blame himself for the rest of his life.As a son of man, with her mother still in Beijing, she could imagine how anxious Fu Jiuqu was at this moment.

Xin Yi looked at his face, "Why don't you find out the truth first and then make a decision?"

Let's play it safe first, maybe there will be another news from Beijing in two days. Has Zhao Zhen recovered from his illness?

"Wei Mao is a prudent person. If it's not urgent, he won't spread the word like that. Eleventh, a huge change has taken place in the palace."

Fu Jiuqu was obviously not as optimistic as Xin Yi.

"I have to go back to Beijing and leave tomorrow."

Hearing his deep and firm voice, Xin Yi looked away, nodded, and lay back on the bed, silent.

Fu Jiuqu came back from washing, put his arms around her waist from behind, and kissed her behind the ear lightly, without saying a word.Xin Yi shrank into his arms, and when his body was getting warmer, he turned around and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Embracing and sipping, you look at me, I look at you, relatively speechless.

It was only after dawn that Xin Yi fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Jiuqu heard from his subordinates that they had a private conversation in the study for two hours, and then went to the yamen to arrange government affairs in the afternoon.In the evening, Sun Huai had already helped him pack his luggage.Dressed up for traveling, wearing strong clothes and trousers, all dressed in plain clothes, walking in front of Xin Yi, full of guilt and tenderness.

"Eleven, are you angry with me?"

"It's good to know."

Xin Yi frowned imperceptibly, glared at him, and said helplessly: "Since you have made up your mind, I won't stop you. It's just that you are going to Bianjing, you must take care of yourself, don't be brave, go back early !"

How could Fu Jiuqu not know that she was worried about him?In her smile, all his pretense of calmness vanished into thin air. Regardless of his subordinates being beside him, he stretched out his arms and hugged the little lady into his arms. have no choice.

"I'm sorry for you and Xianyu. But there is one thing I want you to remember: I'm going to Bianjing, if I don't come back..."

"Shh! What are you talking about?" Xin Yi covered his mouth with his hand, with a dissatisfied expression that he was too lazy to talk to him, "Trust me, there will be no big things in Beijing, you just need to sneak carefully and don't let people Just be aware of whereabouts and attract suspicion.”

It is not appropriate for him to go back at this time, but Xin Yi asked himself, it would be difficult to change his relatives, and he probably didn't care so much...

"I understand." Fu Jiuqu hugged her narrow waist tightly, his knuckles became tighter and tighter, and he couldn't bear to let go.

"Eleven, I am ashamed of you..."

"Don't talk about this, we are husband and wife. We just advance and retreat together, and we are not afraid of anything." Xin Yi stroked his back, sensing the man's strong mood swings, fell silent, and added in a low voice.

"When you return to Beijing this time, I still have two things to tell you."

"Tell me." Fu Jiuqu's voice sounded a bit inquiring.

Because Xin Yi was too serious, so serious that he couldn't take what she said as ordinary nagging.

"First, there will be floods in central Beijing in May, so let my mother make plans early."

"Second, tell the adoptive father to move to a high place in advance to avoid disasters. Even if your family suffers from disasters, you should not go to Daxiangguo Temple to avoid floods..."

"The second point is especially important to remember."

Her eyes were shining brightly, and her small face looked extremely stern.

Fu Jiuqu wanted to say something, but laughed before he could say it.

"I want to say this, I'm afraid they will think that I met a strange fairy and fell into an evil spirit. I need to find someone to do it..."

Xin Yi also laughed, "Then you don't want to scare them, just say that you got advice from an expert. Just make up some stories and make them obedient."

Fu Jiuqu sighed softly, the worry at the bottom of his eyes receded slightly, and a little calm appeared between his brows, "There is no such thing as an expert, I just tell them that this means eleven, and they will understand."

"Absolutely not." Xin Yi said seriously: "This is not a joke, brother Jiu must take it seriously."

Seeing the eagerness in her eyes, Fu Jiuqu held her hand tightly.

"Understood, you are waiting for my good news in Yangzhou, take care of yourself and Xianyu."

The palm was pinched tightly by him, and there was an itchy warmth.

Xin Yi hummed lightly, "My son and I are waiting for you to come back in Yangzhou."

·
Fu Jiuqu left in the early morning.

Before dawn, there was a lot of wind and snow, and Yangzhou City ushered in the extremely cold weather since the beginning of winter.Fu Jiuqu didn't disturb Xin Yi who was pretending to be asleep, went to kiss Xianyu, and led the horse out of the corner door.

Cheng Cang was the only one who went to Beijing with him.

Xin Yi didn't get up until after he left. The child was lying on the crib, staring at his dark eyes, and didn't cry even after being woken up by his father.Seeing him dancing, Xin Yi wanted to cry.

She bit her lower lip, suddenly couldn't help feeling sad, and chased after him desperately.The wind and snow filled the dark sky, and the two men had already disappeared in the wind and snow.

"Ninth Brother..."

Xin Yi reached out and touched the snowflakes in the sky.

"Safe journey."

·
The first month of Zhihe three years is destined to be a turbulent month.

Since Zhao Zhen fell ill in the main hall, he thought it was because God was dissatisfied with him, so he punished him, so he changed his name to "Jiayou".

Therefore, an edict was issued to the world, and the third year of Zhihe was regarded as the first year of Jiayou.

Jiayou means blessing and God's blessing.

Since the official family fell ill and did not go to court, the ministers of civil and military affairs went to the small hall of the inner east gate one by one to inquire about the official family's illness and the affairs of the court and China.Zhao Zhen didn't see anyone else either, but sent Prime Minister Wen Yanbo to him to issue the pardon.

Soon, Wen Yanbo issued an amnesty order.

Amnesty for the world, pray for the officials.

So, after several months of stalemate, the Dali envoys took Gao Minglou away from Bianjing.

At this time, Zhao's official family was no longer able to handle political affairs, and all major matters were discussed and decided by the two governments, which was called "execution of imperial edicts."

As a result, there was chaos in the court.

Zhang Mao committed suicide and failed to apologize. Empress Cao was ashamed and indignant. In order to avoid suspicion, she did not go to Funing Palace again.Then he had the right to know that King Suye of Kaifeng Mansion knocked on the palace door, saying that someone had reported that Du Yu Hou was planning to rebel and wanted to arrest and interrogate him.

The two Sitian officials went to the palace to ask the ministers of the two governments to let Empress Cao handle government affairs together on the grounds that "there is a catastrophe in the sky", but they were reprimanded by the two governments.

The three ministers and executives discussed in private, set up a funeral ceremony for Zhao Guan's family in Daqing Hall, and burned incense all night.

There has never been a precedent for the two governments to stay in the palace.Upon hearing the news, the deputy inside knew that Shi Zhicong was very unhappy, but he retreated under the pressure of the two governments. So far, the three prime ministers Wen Yanbo, Liu Hang, and Fu Bi have moved into the Daqing Palace to take charge of the administration and coordinate the overall situation.On the [-]th, the assistant minister went to the inner court to greet him once and report on state affairs.

However, at this time, Zhao Guanjia was insane and could not even speak.

In the later history, this paragraph only briefly mentioned what happened between Zhao Guanjia and Empress Cao, and what role Zhang Mao played in it. They expressed their opinions, but no one saw the truth, and it became an unsolved case in Song history. .

But there is one thing that the courtiers are well aware of.

Since the official's family got sick, the palace has been full of turmoil.Officials and saints are at odds, and the focus of the debate is still on the "reserve".A supreme dragon chair and the strife of various forces are the root of this great change.

　Xin Yi: This stubborn Guaiguai is so anxious to death, I really want to beat him.

　　Fu Jiuqu: Eleven is to understand me, the so-called confidante, that's what it is...

　　Reader: She said she wanted to slap you!
　　Fu Jiuqu: I know her heart, she loves me even more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)