Cining Hall.

Yang Hui sat in Zhao Hao's side hall with a expressionless face.

Zhao Hao was lying on the bed now, looking pale, his eyes were filled with blood, and he coughed from time to time.

The chief looked at it, turned to Yang Hui, and said, "Your Majesty Yang, you have also seen that the king really can't go to Dali Temple. It is better to leave this case to the people of Dali Temple to try."

Yang Hui was not willing to leave? He finally got Zhao Xu's handwritten letter, which was equivalent to holding the imperial edict in his hand. He could completely control Wang Anli's matter. How could Zhao Hao not be able to refuse?

He looked solemn and said with some painstaking words: "Your Highness of Yan, the case of Wang Anli is of great importance, and it is very important to implicate the fate of our Song Dynasty. We must be cautious... Putting aside these things, abolishing the 'Xining Law' is the national policy of the Empress Dowager. People in the world look up to you, and all officials look forward to it. Are you just sitting down and watching Zhang Dun and others come back?"

Zhao Hao lay on the bed, covering his handkerchief on his mouth, and listening to the violent coughing, he couldn't even say a word.

But his eyes were calm and full of mockery.

‘The big nephew in Funing Palace is qualified to use me as a pawn, and you guys are also qualified to use me as a gun?’

Seeing that Zhao Hao was coughing, the chief minister looked at Yang Hui and smiled bitterly, "Mr. Yang, please spare my king. If you go to the trial, aren't you afraid of something else?"

Yang Hui didn't care how Zhao Hao was sick, and held Zhao Xu's handwritten letter and said directly: "Then ask Your Highness the King of Yan to write a handwritten letter. I'll go to Cao Zheng, which can be considered as a personal trial by His Highness the King of Yan. Adding the official handwritten letter is enough to block Zhang Dun and others' mouths and decide the Wang Anli case into an ironclad case."

Zhao Hao immediately coughed even more violently, his whole body trembled, and the brocade quilt slid off.

The chief clerk glanced at Yang Hui, and was shocked to his senses, and immediately shouted: "Imperial Doctor! Imperial Doctor, pass it on to the Imperial Doctor!"

The maids of the Yellow Gate quickly poured in, making noises and making a mess.

Yang Hui saw the Changshi's pretending, and wanted to drive him away. He frowned and sat still. He let the palace maids go back and forth, and the sound of ping-ponging sounds was constantly ignoring.

The imperial doctor came soon after, and wiped the cold sweat from his head and carefully took the pulse to Zhao Hao.

He was worried and did not dare to breathe, and he was nervous than anyone else.

The King of Yan was "critical" from time to time, and he couldn't stand it!

The chief secretary knew that Zhao Hao was pretending, and Yu Guang kept looking at Yang Hui. Seeing that Yang Hui was reluctant to leave, he felt secretly anxious.

If this person made up his mind to drag the King of Yan to trial the case, they would have to spend time with him.

Zhao Hao closed his eyes and stopped coughing, as if he had fallen asleep.

After a while, the imperial physician was called a man with hesitation and said, "Liu Changshi, the king has weak energy, his pulse is sometimes unchanged, and he is also heavy and floating. It should be a serious disease and he needs to rest and not work hard."

The Changshi wanted this sentence and immediately said: "Yes, thank you, Doctor Imperial College, please prescribe the prescription, let's decoct the medicine now."

The imperial physician picked up the medicine box, wiped the cold sweat quietly, and walked out carefully to write the prescription.

The chief minister seemed not to see Yang Hui, and followed the imperial physician out, his face full of worries.

The calm in the side hall returned to peace. Zhao Hao was lying while pretending to sleep, and Yang Hui squinted her eyes and pretended to sleep.

After half an hour, the medicine was boiled, but Yang Hui still didn't leave.

After the Changshi finished feeding the medicine, he looked at Yang Wei and smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, look, it's already late, and the palace gate is about to be closed..."

Yang Hui opened his eyes and said lightly: "I will wait for His Highness to wake up. If His Highness to Yan wakes up today, I will not leave if I don't give you a sure letter. If you want to drive me away, I will bother the Empress Dowager."

Yang Hui was a veteran of the three dynasties. Empress Dowager Gao had to give him some thin face and would not drive him away even if he didn't meet him like Chen Chao.

When the chief minister saw it, he glanced at Zhao Hao who was pretending to be asleep again. He felt disgusted and still smiled on his face: "Grandpa Yang, this is not in accordance with the rules. If the official family is punished, we kings will not be able to plead for mercy. We should go out of the palace earlier."

Yang Hui looked as usual and said, "I will apologize to you at that time, so I won't have to worry about Changshi Liu."

Seeing that Yang Hui had made up his mind and refused to leave, Liu Changshi had a headache, but there was no other way, so he could only let Yang Hui sit here.

Zhao Hao, who was pretending to be sleepy on the bed, sighed quietly in his heart, and said to himself, "When will it be...'

At this moment, Zhang Dun and others were cleaning up the green tiled house and preparing to get off work. Although they had the right to stay overnight in the outer court, it was not too important. They were too busy, so they would not stay without them.

Before leaving, Zhang Dun looked at a civil servant and said, "Have Yang Hui come out yet?"

The civil servant hurriedly said, "Reply to Mr. Zhang, no, the villain has been staring at him."

Cai Bian walked over and said, "It seems that Zhao Hao has made up his mind and can't come out."

Zhang Dun snorted coldly and said, "If there is no ghost in his heart, why should he keep hiding and not be able to exert any strength? The more he 'avoids' he is like this, the bigger his goal is!"

Cai Bian knew that Zhao Hao had a conspiracy with Empress Dowager Xiang, so he thought about it and said, "Would you like someone to send him out? It will be banned immediately."

Zhang Dun said: "No need. They bite the dog, let's just watch it. Let's go and meet Cai Jing together. The inspection department is to be assigned to the Ministry of Justice. Not only Kaifeng Prefecture, but also prefectures and counties across the country should do this."

Cai Bian doesn't like that brother, but it's related to reform and reform. He nodded and said, "Let's go."

As the two of them spoke, they left the green tiled house, and while walking, they were discussing various things.

Funing Hall, study room.

Hu Zhongwei handed over two thick books and said in a deep voice: "Official family, this is the record of people coming and going in and out of the palace as recorded by the imperial guards in various places."

Zhao Xu took it and waved to him.

Hu Zhongwei raised his hand to salute, retreated, closed the door, and guarded outside the door.

Zhao Xu slowly flipped through it, recording the entry and exit records of everyone in the palace, including people outside the palace entering and leaving, where they went, who they met, and how long they stayed.

It includes everyone, including Zhao Xu, Chenpi Tongguan, Cining Hall, green tiled house, confidential house, political affairs hall, etc.

Zhao Xu slowly flipped through the records. These records were complicated and irregular. He occasionally wanted to record them to analyze some things from them.

I don’t know how long I looked, Chen Pi knocked on the door outside the door and said, “The time for the palace is up, and Yang Hui is still in the Cining Hall.”

Zhao Xu looked up at the door with a calm expression, and then said lightly: "Please ask him to leave the palace."

"Yes." Tangerine responded, followed by footsteps.

Zhao Xu lowered his head and continued to watch.

He first focused on the entrance and exit of the palace gate, then the Chuigong Hall, then the Funing Hall, and finally the Cining Hall.

It seems normal everywhere else, but there are many people coming in and out of the Cining Palace recently, which is slightly different from usual, but because of Zhao Hao's illness, it seems that it is normal.

Zhao Xu carefully looked at the inlet and exit records of various doors of Cining Hall, and his expression was a little weird when he saw the opportunity. He always felt something was wrong.

While Zhao Xu was watching and analyzing, Yang Hui was invited out of the Cining Hall.

Chen Pi was by his side and said, "Grandpa Yang, some rules cannot be broken. This is the harem, and the Cining Hall is the residence of the Empress Dowager, so you should pay special attention."

Yang Hui hurriedly said, "What Mr. Chen said is that Yang was not considering it well. He also asked Mr. Chen to tell him that Mr. Chen was guilty of his crime."

Chenpi smiled and said, "Goodie Yang walked slowly."

Yang Hui bowed his hand and left the Cining Hall. He walked out with two yellow gates. As soon as he walked a few steps, he suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Please tell His Highness Yan, please rest well, Yang will come again tomorrow."

The yellow door at the door responded in a hurry.

Chenpi felt comfortable in her heart. She looked at Yang Hui with a smile, wishing that he would not leave in Cining Hall tonight.

In the side hall of Cining Hall, it was confirmed that Yang Hui had left. Zhao Hao, who had pretended to be sleeping for too long, sighed and sat up with some difficulty, saying, "If this continues, I must be really sick." As he said that, he untied some cloth strips tied to his arms.

The chief minister stood beside the bed, holding tea, and said with a wry smile: "King, we have tried our best to hide. Why are we still coming to the door one after another? It's not intentional."

Zhao Hao took a sip of tea and said, "My eldest nephew is a good method. He will put me on the fire and roast me, and he will not be clean in the future."

The chief minister listened and was a little confused, saying, "Master, you can be said to be sick, why do you want to let them in?"

Zhao Hao put down the teacup, wiped his mouth, and said, "It's time, the opportunity is really great. You have to come out and let the courtiers know my existence."

The chief suddenly understood and said, "King, the officials are doing more and more actions. Zhang Feng and others are about to return to Beijing. At that time, no one can move. Whatever the officials say is what they say. Zhang Dun and others can unscrupulously revive the "Xining Law" and probably go further than during the Shenzong period..."

Zhao Hao leaned against the head of the bed, nodded slightly, and suddenly said, "Have you noticed that the mother has been a little quiet recently?"

The Changshi was stunned and said thoughtfully: "The King said, what is the Empress preparing for?"

Zhao Hao had a strange face, something flashed in his eyes, and said, "Don't underestimate his mother. The reason why the official succeeded was simply because he suddenly mastered the palace and asked his grandmother to be afraid of it. However, my grandmother had been in charge of the government for seven years. No matter how much my eldest nephew cleaned Kaifeng City, he would not clean it."

The Changshi's expression changed slightly, and he opened his mouth and was about to say something, and he swallowed it back violently.

The relationship between the official family and the Empress Dowager has broken down. Coupled with the differences in reform, if the Empress Dowager can take power again, the official family will never be able to sit on the throne safely!

‘Abolish and establish another’ is inevitable!

If the throne is replaced, who will the Empress Dowager replace?

The chief looked at Zhao Hao with a little uneasy expression.

At that time, Emperor Shenzong was seriously ill and the succession of the throne was shaken because of Zhao Hao. However, later the court officials tended to Zhao Xu, and Empress Dowager Gao acted decisively, which left Zhao Hao with no chance.

Seven years have passed, and the storm has changed. Will the Empress Dowager change her mind and give the throne to Zhao Hao?

Besides, where can I inherit the throne of my nephew?

Zhao Hao understood the words of the Changshi and still looked towards Empress Dowager Gao's bedroom.
Chapter completed!