After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

Chapter 5 Sickness
After dinner, Ye Qinghuai stayed in Wenxuan Hall until late at night.

Usually at this time, she is either painting or playing chess. The palace people know that the emperor likes to be quiet when painting and playing chess, so Li Baoquan, the chief eunuch in charge of the imperial court, is the only one serving in the palace.

Today Ye Qinghuai sent Li Baoquan out as well, and when he was about to leave, Ye Qinghuai also ordered him to put out the incense in the three-legged porcelain incense burner.

The scent of agarwood faded quickly, and even the drowsy warmth dissipated.Ye Qinghuai looked at the drawing paper spread out on the desk in a daze.There was not a drop of ink on the paper, and there was Li Baoquan's ground ink next to the paperweight. The ink dried quickly in the winter chill, but she still had no intention of picking up the pen.

Ye Qinghuai didn't have the mood to paint today, she thought over and over again in her mind what she had said to Lu Yanchen during the day, carefully deliberating every word, trying to read some hints of treason from it.But no matter how she recalled it, she still felt that Lu Yanchen was a loyal minister through and through from speech to demeanor, especially his expectation and trust in Ye Qinghuai, it really didn't seem like a fake.If it is necessary to say that there is something strange about him, Ye Qinghuai thought about it and only thought of two points.

First, Lu Yanchen was dissatisfied with the atmosphere of the court.

Second, the friendship between Lu Yanchen and the literary school Jijiu may not be as shallow as he said.

But these two points alone are far from enough to make him raise the flag of rebellion.

In all fairness, Lu Yanchen's loyalty to Ye Qinghuai during the past three years when he entered the Wenxuan Palace can be said to be sincere and heart-to-heart.It was precisely because of this that in her previous life, when Ye Qinghuai saw Lu Yanchen's name on the paper, she was hesitant to believe it.

What did I do to make him hate him so much?Is it the change of Chengtianmen?But based on Lu Yanchen's understanding of me, how could he not guess what I did not do?Or is there a detail I've overlooked?

Ye Qinghuai couldn't understand it.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night. Your Majesty, please put the dragon's body first." Li Baoquan's voice came from outside the door, and it sounded a little far away through the palace gate.

Ye Qinghuai rubbed her forehead, sighed, stood up, took out the blank drawing paper, frowned and looked at it again, before throwing it aside.

She pushed open the door, and Li Baoquan, who was waiting outside, immediately came forward and quickly tied her cloak on her.Ye Qinghuai stepped onto the chariot, and heard Li Baoquan's sharp voice behind him.

"Get up and drive back to the palace—"
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In the early morning of the next day, Ye Qinghuai asked about the interrogation of Wang Lisong. The Ministry of Criminal Justice said that Dali Temple had made arrangements, and handed Ye Qinghuai the agenda for the interrogation and the list of jurors as usual.

Ye Qinghuai glanced at the list and asked doubtfully, "Why isn't Li Wenqing on the list?"

An old official with a gray beard came out of the queue and replied: "Reporting to Your Majesty, Li Wenqing caught a cold and took leave yesterday, so he cannot attend this trial."

He walked slowly, spoke slowly, and his figure was a little trembling, as if he was about to fall headfirst at any time.

Ye Qinghuai narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at him and asked, "Then who will be the interrogator at Yushitai?"

"The old minister is in charge." The old man paused, as if remembering something, and saluted Ye Qinghuai, "The old minister is Jiang Zongwen, the imperial historian."

"I know. Mr. Jiang has been on leave for more than a year, why did he come to court today?"

"Blessed by the grace of God, the old minister has recovered a few days ago, but the imperial doctor ordered him not to see the wind, so it dragged on for a few more days."

Ye Qinghuai looked at the grey-haired old minister, gave a short laugh, and said, "Mr. Jiang is well, but Li Wenqing has fallen again. This Yushitai is interesting, even when you get sick, you come on a rotation basis."

After Ye Qinghuai finished speaking, she glanced at the group of officials, with their black gauze hats drooping their heads and motionless, silent like cicadas.

Ye Qinghuai glanced at the silent faces of the ministers, and said: "If there is no memorial, let's leave the court today."

"Farewell to Your Majesty." Ye Qinghuai quickly left the Hall of Supreme Harmony amidst the weak voices of respect from the courtiers.

As soon as she got out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, she told Li Baoquan who was trotting up to him: "Go to the Imperial Hospital to find Zhou Shouyi, and ask him to go to Li Wenqing's mansion to see a doctor immediately. Go!"

Li Baoquan agreed, turned around and trotted away again.

Looking at Li Baoquan's back, Ye Qinghuai felt a bad feeling in her heart.

"I hope I'm sensitive..." she murmured to herself.
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Jingshou Palace, Qinxian Palace.

Ye Qinghuai half leaned on the small case on the couch, flipping through a few notebooks.

Although she has been in charge of the government, there are no more than a dozen documents sent from the cabinet every day that need to be personally approved by her royal pen, and most of the memorials are discussed and dealt with by the cabinet.

The notebook in her hand was handed over by the magistrate of Leizhou. It was a notebook for reporting the flood in Leizhou and asking for funds from the imperial court. It was sent because the money requested was beyond the authority of the cabinet.

In fact, sending it to her was nothing more than a formality, a red stamp and a seal.If the cabinet does not agree with the petition, it cannot be sent to her.

Ye Qinghuai flipped through the pages, suddenly there were hurried footsteps outside the door, gradually approaching.

She closed the folder in her hand and looked towards the door. Sure enough, not long after, a thin old man appeared at the door. He had two gray beards at the corners of his mouth. He was wearing the official uniform of the imperial hospital. Carrying a square medicine box.Li Baoquan followed behind him, and when he was brought in, he bowed to Ye Qinghuai, then withdrew from the door and closed the door tightly.

Seeing Ye Qinghuai, the imperial physician was about to salute, but Ye Qinghuai got up and walked to him in two steps to support him.

"Grandpa Zhou, there are no outsiders here, so there is no need to salute. Is Li Wenqing really sick?"

Looking at the whole scene, there are only two people who know that Ye Qinghuai is a woman, one is Aunt Fanghua, and the other is the thin old man in front of him—the imperial physician Zhou Shouyi.

After Empress Dowager Jingmin passed away, the two of them were the two people Ye Qinghuai trusted most in this world.

Zhou Shouyi shook his head and said: "The old minister didn't see him. There is no one in his house."

"No one?" Ye Qinghuai was taken aback.

Zhou Shouyi sighed lightly, and said: "There is no one in his house, so the old minister asked around. The neighbors said that he lived in poverty, married only one wife, and had a son who was about five or six years old. Two servants."

"A family of five, one of them is missing?"

"The neighbor said that he and his wife had often quarreled last month, and then one day his wife went back to her natal home with her son."

"Then he is alone in Beijing. Have you heard that he has been ill recently?"

"The neighbor said that he had seen Li Wenqing until the day before yesterday, and found nothing unusual."

Ye Qinghuai couldn't help frowning.

"Your Majesty, there is another matter that the old minister inquired about from the watchman."

"what's up?"

Zhou Shouyi turned around and glanced at the door intentionally or unintentionally, and seeing that the door was closed, he lowered his voice and said to Ye Qinghuai: "The watchman said that at the third watch of the night before yesterday, he saw a carriage passing by. Stay in front of the Li Mansion."

Ye Qinghuai was startled and asked, "Did you see who it is?"

Zhou Shouyi shook his head: "The car is covered with a black cloth, so I can't see where it came from."

The old and the young fell into silence, and after a while, Ye Qinghuai seemed to have recovered his usual demeanor, and smiled at Zhou Shou: "Please trouble Grandpa Zhou for making this trip."

"Don't bother." The old doctor knew that he had finished reporting on his official duties, saluted, then stood up straight, looked Ye Qinghuai up and down with a different expression, his expression suddenly turned cold, and said, " Why are you wearing so little?"

Ye Qinghuai looked down at herself, she was only wearing a bright yellow middle coat.The outer gown of the winter clothes was a bit hard, she never liked to wear it, and she often took it off as soon as she got inside the house.

"It's hot in this room. I'm young and have strong firepower. I can't wear it." Seeing Zhou Shou's ready reprimand, she couldn't help laughing with a guilty conscience.

Since she was a child, she was most afraid of Zhou Shouyi, and she would make her drink medicine and give her needles every now and then.

"What's the firepower!" Zhou Shou said angrily, the beard on the corner of his mouth trembled, and Ye Qinghuai's heart trembled accordingly.The old man frowned and said, "Your sunflower water is coming soon. I'll make you a warm palace soup."

Ye Qinghuai's expression changed drastically when he heard the words, and he immediately tore off his outer robe from the hanger, put it on, and then smiled at Zhou Shou: "Grandpa Zhou, look, I've already put it on, this... Let's skip the warm palace soup this time..."

Since she drank it last time, she never wanted to drink that Laoshizi Nuangong Soup in her life.

Zhou Shouyi calmed down his anger, gave her a half-satisfactory look, and said, "I'll let Li Baoquan add another brazier in later. The room faces east, so it's still cold in the afternoon."

Ye Qinghuai complained incessantly, and she felt that she was sweating when she heard the word brazier.

However, there was still a smile on his face and he said: "Let Grandpa Zhou bother."

Zhou Shouyi waved his hand, stopped talking to her, turned around and went out to look for Li Baoquan.

Li Baoquan used super powerful actions to show Ye Qinghuai what it means to be an imperial supervisor.Less than half a moment later, a second brazier was lit in the small Qinxian Hall.

Amidst the faint crackling sound of silver charcoal, Ye Qinghuai stared at the red charcoal fire and fell into deep thought.

It seems that Li Wenqing is not only seriously ill this time, but also very sick.Vaguely, she always felt that in this seemingly calm palace, there was an undercurrent surging that she couldn't see.

(End of this chapter)