The Book of Raising Children by Houmen

Chapter 438 Conspiracy (2)
"If he wants to be emperor, I just let him be... I... I don't want to be without an emperor..." Zhou Xu cried so hard that his brows turned red, Zhao Jing helped him up, and wiped his face Consolation: "Your Majesty, the matter has not been clarified yet, maybe...maybe all of this is fake! The prince did not rebel, and the expedited [-]-mile letter is also fake!"

Zhou Yi, who is far away in the south of the Yangtze River, is sitting in a meditation room on Qixia Mountain sipping tea at this time.The person who invited him over was He Dajiang, the governor of Yingtian Mansion. He was originally Zhou Yi's subordinate. He was tired of the palace change ten years ago and has been released until now.

Qixia Mountain is an ancient temple in Jinling. Before the emperor Taizu started the incident, he also visited here.Zhou Yi didn't believe in such a thing about gods and Buddhas in his heart. He looked down at the clear green tea leaves in the teacup, slowly raised his head and asked, "Why, Mr. He invited me here today for the sake of Sit around and drink tea?"

He Dajiang smiled when he heard the words, stroked the goatee on his chin a little bit, smiled a little on his old face, and said to Zhou Yi patiently: "My lord takes care of everything every day, so there is someone who can sit around and drink tea like this." Opportunities are also rare, but I invite the prince to come here today because I want the prince to meet an old friend."

Zhou Yi frowned, and when he raised his head again, he saw an old monk in a khaki robe coming in from the door.

The man was hale and hearty, his eyes were cloudy but sharp, but there was a palm-sized scar on half of his cheek, making it impossible to see his original appearance.

Zhou Yi's eyes swept across his face. He didn't know any monks in his memory, let alone a monk with such a special appearance.The man looked at Zhou Yi with a slightly indifferent expression. After reciting a Buddhist name, he asked him with a smile, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Does the prince still remember to be an official?"

He claimed to be a lower official, so he must be Zhou Yi's former subordinate.Because of the palace change that year, Zhou Yi dismissed many of his old subordinates, but he didn't remember that there was such a person in his subordinates.

"You are..." Zhou Yi frowned, although the man's hoarse voice seemed familiar, but he still didn't remember it for a while.

The old monk smiled, and wrinkled his face with half of the scar, looking a bit ferocious, he said indifferently: "Does the lord still remember the imperial doctor Fan who delivered the baby for the empress dowager? "

Zhou Yi was taken aback when he heard the words, that Imperial Physician Fan naturally knew that the Empress Dowager had a dystocia back then and almost killed two people, if it wasn't for that Imperial Physician Fan, I am afraid there would not be the little emperor today.However, that imperial doctor Fan resigned after the Queen Mother gave birth, and it was really a big loss for the imperial hospital.

"You are Imperial Physician Fan?" Zhou Yi asked with a frown. Imperial Physician Fan looked around forty back then, with a refined and handsome appearance. How could he have such a hideous face now?
"It's the next official." The old monk raised his head, looked at Zhou Yi seriously, and said slowly: "My lord must be thinking about how the imperial doctor Fan, who was in full bloom back then, would have such a terrifying appearance. "

Zhou Yi was guessed what was in his heart, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, only to hear the man continue to speak: "Then I have to mention the late emperor, for this Great Yongjiang Mountain, it really is a trick."

Hearing what he said, Zhou Yi became more and more confused, his deep eyebrows were slightly sunken, and he stared intently at the person in front of him.

"My lord has devoted himself to the court all these years, willing to take the position of regent, and bowed his head to the little emperor. Isn't it because of some difficulties?" The old monk said calmly, but there was a bit of helplessness in his expression. Yi, continued: "When the prince passed out in Fengyi Palace, that glass of wine was made by the minister."

Zhou Yi was shocked when he heard the words, and his face, which was still solemn, suddenly turned ugly, and he leaned forward from the chair slightly, as if he was about to jump up.The old monk smiled and said: "Don't worry, my lord, what I want to say is more than that."

The candlelight in the meditation room trembled slightly, Zhou Yi clenched his clenched fists tightly, suppressing his anger and continued to listen to the old monk.

"Since the first emperor ascended the throne, his dragon body was not healthy, but he suffered from having no heirs under his knees. Finally, under the care of the old man, the first emperor allowed the empress dowager to have a dragon heir." When the old monk said this, his eyes seemed to emit countless lights. Everyone is stuck in the depths of memory, "The first emperor was afraid that the prince would oppress the orphans and widows after his death, so he did not hesitate to let the prince stay overnight in Fengyi Palace, and then made the queen mother swear that if the prince plots evil in the future, he would rather wear a green hat To keep Dayong Zheng in the country. And the lower officials were also ordered to adjust the fetal pulse for the empress dowager, which delayed her delivery for more than half a month."

After the old monk said these words, he turned his head to look at Zhou Yi, with a sneer on his lips: "My lord should now understand why the next official disappeared suddenly after the empress dowager gave birth. , the prince is just a plaything in his palm!"

(End of this chapter)