Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 21 The Decree

  The servants brought the chariot over, Zhao Hanzhang sat up with Ting He's hand, and turned the scissors in his hand to Fu Tinghan, "Cut whichever you like, just cut it."

   Fu Tinghan glanced at her and reached out to take it.

   He swept around, and slowly selected three roses nearby to cut with good growth. Then he returned to Zhao Hanzhang and handed all the flowers to her.

   During this period, the little girl kept kneeling on the ground, not daring to move, and the people behind the rockery did not dare to make a sound.

   Zhao Hanzhang pointed to a pink and white rose not far away and said, "Let's make an odd number, auspicious."

  Fu Tinghan went to cut.

  The colorful rose was wrapped in a handkerchief by Zhao Hanzhang and held in her hand. She glanced at the rockery, which was still motionless, and snorted coldly, only then did she carry the chair and leave.

  Fu Tinghan looked back at the rockery, followed by the chariot, and returned to the state of the saw-mouth gourd.

As soon as they left, the person behind the rockery softened and fell to the ground, the girl covering her forehead with one hand and supporting her back with the other, almost crying, "Auntie, are you alright? "

   The little girl who was kneeling outside the rockery came back and supported Aunt Zhao together.

   In the front yard, Zhao Jigang sent the angel away and returned to the main hall with a happy face.

   They knew yesterday that the imperial decree to invite the prince might come down, so they prepared early and no one went out.

   On the second room side, except for Aunt Zhao, who was just released, all were present;

   On the other side of the big room, Zhao Erlang is demented, his presence or absence has little effect, and Zhao Sanniang is inconvenient to show up because of a leg injury.

   Zhao Ji glanced at Wang Shi, who was standing aside with a sullen face, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. He had been talking about the position of the prince for five or six years, and the dust finally settled today.

   Zhao Ji stepped forward and bowed to Zhao Changyu, "Uncle, do you want to entertain guests to show the emperor's grace?"

   Zhao Changyu glanced at him, nodded indifferently and said, "Let's do it then."

  Sanniang should also officially come forward to meet some people.

   Zhao Zhongyu frowned slightly, glanced at his son disapprovingly, and was about to speak when Ji Yuan walked in quickly with someone, "Master..."

   Everyone stopped talking and looked over.

Ji Yuan bypassed Zhao Ji and whispered a few words in Zhao Changyu's ear. Zhao Changyu looked surprised, and couldn't help coughing violently. After a while, his face was pale, and only two perverted red smears on his cheeks due to coughing. .

   Zhao Zhongyu was shocked when he saw it, and hurried forward, "Big Brother!"

   Ji Yuan was also taken aback. He didn't expect Zhao Changyu's reaction to be so big, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, "Master calm down, why is this?"

   Zhao Changyu held Ji Yuan's hand tightly, his fingernails almost digging into his flesh, and he hated that iron could not become steel: "He is destroying the Great Wall and destroying my great Jin base..."

After saying   , Zhao Changyu finally couldn't help it, and he fell back and fainted.

  The front hall was in chaos.

   Zhao Zhongyu was also a little flustered, and hurriedly shouted: "Go and ask the doctor, take the post and ask for the imperial doctor..."

   "You can't ask an imperial doctor," Ji Yuan stopped Zhao Zhongyu and said to him, "Today is an auspicious day for receiving the decree, and it is not appropriate to publicize the fact that the master is seriously ill and unconscious. We will ask the doctor quietly."

   Zhao Zhongyu said righteously, "My elder brother is seriously ill, how can you care about your reputation at this time?"

  Ji Yuan lowered his voice and said, "Master Lang fainted because he learned about the death of King Hejian. Are you sure you want to make it known to everyone?"

   Zhao Zhongyu's eyes widened in shock, "King Hejian..."

   He realized something, and hurriedly shut his mouth, no longer calling for an imperial doctor.

  Wang was pushed to the back, and she couldn't even get close. She was so anxious that she asked the prince to be established. The father-in-law couldn't have an accident at this time, otherwise they would really be helpless.

  Ji Yuan and the others carried Zhao Changyu to the couch in the inner room, and when they looked back, they saw Wang's appearance at a loss. After a little thought, they stepped forward calmly, and said in a low voice, "Go and invite Sanniang."

   Wang returned to his senses, and hurriedly dragged Qinggu out, "You go and call Sanniang and Fu Zhongshu. Since the two families have exchanged Geng Tie and fixed gifts, they are in-laws, and they need to know about this."

   Aunt Qing responded and glanced in hesitantly, "Madam, wait for us, don't conflict with the second room."

  Wang stomped his feet, "Can I still not know, the most important thing right now is father-in-law, you go quickly, by the way, call Erlang too."

   No matter how stupid or not, grandfather is ill, he can get it.

   Zhao Hanzhang put the cut rose in the bottle, Fu Tinghan handed over a handkerchief, and Fu Zheng sat aside with a smile, thinking how they matched.

   was happy when he heard eager footsteps.

  The three of them turned their heads and looked out the door together. Qing Gu hurried over and said respectfully, "Sanniang, the master is in a hurry, and I urgently invite you to see me."

   Zhao Hanzhang was surprised, "Isn't it okay just now? Why are you in a hurry?"

  How can Qing Gu know why?

   I'm afraid only Ji Yuan knows why, so she lowered her head and said nothing.

  Fu Zhen had already stood up, "Let's go and have a look together."

   rushed to the main courtyard, Zhao Changyu had woken up, but his face was gray and defeated, and he was different from what he saw in the morning.

   Zhao Hanzhang strode into the room, ignoring the wide eyes of everyone in the second room and walked to the bed.

   Zhao Changyu stretched out his hand to take a pill and ate it, glanced around and said to Zhao Ji, "You all retreat."

   He said, "Changrong and Sanniang stay."

   Zhao Ji couldn't help but glance at his father, Zhao Zhongyu nodded slightly, and he led the crowd back.

   There were only six people left in the room, Ji Yuan retreated behind the head of the bed and watched them quietly.

   Fu Zheng sat beside the bed and looked at Zhao Changyu, sighed and asked, "What's the matter?"

   Zhao Changyu didn't want to speak, so he pointed at Jiyuan.

  Ji Yuan stepped forward and said, "The news came back this morning that King Hejian encountered bandits on his way back to Beijing. He and his three sons all died."

  Fu Zhen stood up in shock, "What?"

Ji Yuan glanced at Zhao Changyu, and after receiving his permission, he continued: "According to the report of the spies, Liang Chen, under the command of the King of Nanyang, led people to wait in Xin'an. None of the Wang family was spared."

  Fu Zhen sat back slowly, "He wants to dominate the Chaogang..."

   "But there's no need to kill them all and destroy the Great Wall yourself," Fu Zhen slapped his thigh a little annoyed, his clenched fists trembling slightly.

Zhao Changyu had already recovered, his eyes swept over Zhao Sanniang and Fu Changrong, and Zhao Zhongyu said: "The position of the prince has been set, you all prepare, I will take you to meet some people in a while, and it will be closed for two days. No visitors are welcome at the door of the house."

   Zhao Zhongyu didn't expect the elder brother to hand over the family to their father and son so easily, and then quickly bowed in response.

  Fu Zhen hurriedly said: "Other people pay, you can't stop my eldest son, he is your grandson-in-law now, let him come to take care of you and do your filial piety."

   Zhao Changyu did not object and nodded in response.

   Zhao Zhongyu couldn't help turning his head and glanced at Fu Tinghan, who had been standing quietly by the side.

   See you at 8pm

   (end of this chapter)