Chapter 10 Elegantly squeaking blood—

Bao Zheng wants to break through again,

It's a pity,

This time, the imperial guards had already gained experience. With a step forward, he stretched out seven or eight hands. Helplessly, Bao Zheng could only look at the eunuch who was in a state of disguise and said, "I'm sorry, so I'll say that Bao Zheng is waiting for him to see him outside the palace."

"Go back!"

The eunuch in front of him did not raise his head, lowered his head and raised his nails: "The official family is not safe, and he can't stand the anger of you loyal ministers and censors." As he said that, the eunuch also became angry and looked at Bao Zheng with his eyes squinted: "Besides, it's fine to fight in the court, but the official family doesn't care. We eunuchs dare not say much, but I heard that the prefect Bao has no children, so can you understand the official family at all?"

Bao Zheng was stunned,

In the morning at the hour of Mao (5:00 to 7:00), the government has not yet calmed down?

Is it necessary to be so angry?

Isn’t it just that nearly half of the officials in the morning court forced the throne to establish a throne through Sima Guang’s “Please invite the deputy to establish a throne or join the royal family”? Isn’t this normal? Where can there be an emperor without a prince? Besides, aren’t you seriously ill? All officials were scared,

"I'm not here this time to establish a crown prince."

Um,

Perhaps so,

But it must be different from the morning. Bao Zheng was fully fired in the morning and almost turned Zhao Zhen away in anger. Zhao Zhen still wanted to try whether he could give birth to a biological son.

"Um?"

The eunuch was surprised. Isn’t you the happiest person to jump up and down during the morning court? Why did you change your sex? No, this is a plan. Thinking of Zhao Zhen’s pale face in the court, the eunuch snorted coldly: “The dragon body of the official family has not yet healed, Bao Gong will come again tomorrow.”

After that!

Then he had to turn back indifferently. If it were an ordinary official, he would have to say nothing.

but,

Who is Bao Zheng?

He had a stubborn feeling. Seeing that the eunuch was about to leave, he couldn't escape from the left and right. He was anxious and angry.

Clang

Bao Zheng pulled out the waist knife of an imperial guard.

"What are you going to do?"

The imperial guards instantly opened the distance, panicked one by one, Bao Zheng turned his blade backwards, pressed his shoulder, and gently cut it in.

Bleeding,

Then he bowed heavily: "Old minister, please see Your Majesty."

"Do you really think I won't kill anyone?"

Inside the arched hall,

A face that was almost similar to Zhao Shi, but was much older and had a rosy face. She looked at Bao Zheng with blood on his neck sinisterly, and Bao Zheng kowtowed. It was not popular in the Northern Song Dynasty, especially in the early Northern Song Dynasty. The ministers just bowed when they saw the emperor, but Bao Zheng really knew that he had passed this time.

but……

"I have important matters to report."

"Main thing?"

Zhao Zhen looked at Bao Zheng, then grabbed a porcelain piece without looking back and smashed it over.

Bang

"Essential!"

Zhao Zhen showed a little disobedient: "What you call important is to force me to make a royal family's son the prince?" Bao Zheng did not raise his head and said in a muffled voice: "The prince is the foundation of the country." Zhao Zhen might be really angry and blurted out: "Your family property is willing to let the children of the sidelines inherit it?"

Bao Zheng is silent,

Who can give it to an outsider if he can give it to his own son, but...

"country……"

"Not a small family."

Zhao Zhen froze, then looked at Bao Zheng with a gloomy look. The entire Chugong Hall was almost falling from the inside to the outside. Zhao Zhen was a benevolent king.

That's right,

He is the decisive king.

but,

He is a benevolent--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Bao Zheng was sweating profusely,

It’s not that he is not afraid of death, but after a few flashes of thoughts, he will use one sentence to dispel the emperor’s desire to kill him: “I met a 16 or 7-year-old boy today. He looks and temperament are nine percent similar to His Majesty.”

Zhao Zhen raised his hands,

Today,

Really killing people,

Then, he froze suddenly, even twisted it too quickly, and then suddenly glared: "What did you say?"

Bao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. Who would want to die if he could not die? He had something more important than death every time, otherwise who would want to contradict the emperor: "Old minister today..."

Bao Zheng carefully talked about what happened today, especially when talking about Zhao Shi involuntarily, he added a lot of subjective feelings, calmness, intelligence, and a sense of justice. As for the opposite, he mentioned it very little, and only one word was mentioned.

picture

Really like,

Especially when Bao Zheng looked at Zhao Zhen's speech at close range, he felt even more unparalleled. Even some habitual small movements were exactly the same. This was really not a biological father and son, and it was impossible. Zhao Zhen... He was ecstatic when he heard it at first.

It's not that he has a son left among the people.

But the opposite,

He would not have a son left among the people. After all, his father, the son of Emperor Zhenzong of Song Dynasty, Zhao Heng, was the only one who grew up. Therefore, whether in the palace or outside the palace, up or down, everyone paid more attention to his luck every time. In this case, it was almost impossible for a lost prince. However, he had almost never heard of anyone in his life, what was your son, what was your son,

certainly,

Everything is uncertain, Bao Zheng cannot speak your son or your son, but he can't help but Zhao Zhen's imagination!

He felt that he could bring in perfectly, and even impatiently, the old father's mentality with an adult son. If he was an ordinary person or even an ordinary royal family, he would have no choice but to admit it. However, Zhao Zhen was the emperor after all, even if he missed his son and was crazy.

so,

Then the ecstasy was suspicion.

Whose conspiracy?

Xia, Liao, civil and military officials, or... the Chai Mansion of the previous dynasty, and Zhao Kuangyin of the current dynasty?

no way,

The throne,

The Supreme Lord of the Nine Five, the common ruler of the world of the Song Dynasty. For this position, no matter what means people use, any plan is normal, so in the end...

Killing intention,

He was already old and in poor health. When he was sure that it was impossible for a prince to be left outside, he could no longer resist too many troubles, so he killed him

The most convenient,

Fortunately, Bao Zheng said something extra: "The old minister had no son, and he became licking his calf for a while."

mine!

Zhao Zhen suddenly stood up: "Take me to see."

After a moment...

Jia Mansion

Jia Changchao looked at the old servant and exclaimed in disbelief: "Have the official left the palace?" He had just met Emperor Zhao Zhen not long ago. Not to mention Zhao Zhen's anger, he was already unable to eat anymore, and his body did not support him to leave the palace and wander around.

“Why?”

Jia Changchao asked the old servant this sentence, but obviously he had never thought about getting the answer. He just frowned and pondered, but never thought that the old servant thought about it for a while and said uncertainly: "Why don't I know exactly, but Bao Zheng is..."

"Blood from the palace gate?"

Unexpectedly,

Zhao Zhen left the palace and Jia Changchao was surprised but not so surprised. Bao Zheng was bleeding, but he stood up in shock and paced back and forth before finally sitting back: "Although Bao Killing likes to make a strong comment, he rarely gives advice. Something big must have happened, but what? No, don't be anxious, just watch the change." Then he looked at the old servant and asked, "Have anyone else seen what happened today?"

The old servant shook his head: "Not many, I only met nearby..."

"The minister of the Secretariat Ping Zhang served Wen Yanbo and Fu Bi, the deputy minister of the government, Liu Han, the chief minister of the Privy Councilor Wang Yaochen, the deputy envoy of the Privy Councilor Wang Deyong, the third envoy of the Three Divisions Han Qi and other servants."

Jia Chang looked at the old servant towards Youyou, are you wrong with the word "do you understand"? Then he sighed: "The court is in turmoil, I am always a little restless, and I don't know what will happen."

Who knows!

The old servant relied on his loyalty and was inevitably a little reluctant to deal with it. He pinched his thigh and distracted: "I'm so tired! When can I sleep?"

It's comfortable to sleep,

Zhao Shi woke up almost every once in a while. He finally fell asleep and was slapped by someone. When he woke up, he saw a disheveled face when he opened his eyes. Subconsciously, he pinched the half petrified thermos in his arms. The little man looked at him disdainfully: "Hold a knife, you are no match for me." Then he pointed to the opposite side and said, "Someone is dead."

Um?

Zhao Shi woke up instantly, struggled to sit up, turned his head to look, and saw...

Squirt

Scream

It was like a leak, the dying old man had broken pieces of wine pot on his neck, and he was squeaking blood out as time went by.

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Chapter completed!