Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

Chapter 90

Li Ningfeng's treatment is completely closed.

Almost stayed in his bedroom and did not come out. After a few days, the imperial physicians also left the Hou's mansion.

Many pairs of eyes in the capital were staring at this place, and some people who thought that Li Ningfeng was seriously ill couldn't help murmuring.Why did the imperial doctor leave?Could it be cured?

If unrelated outsiders still speculate like this, of course those involved in this matter are also uneasy.

Uncle Liu paced back and forth in his room, frowning tightly.

For most of his life in this Hou's mansion, he was a person who was rarely trusted by the old Hou Ye, but even so, after that strange doctor came, he was not allowed to approach the room of the little Hou Ye.

During the closed treatment period, only the old Hou Ye, the prince and Fuyu can enter and exit freely.

Old Hou Ye was quite old, and he was instigated by Fu Yu to turn around, and there was no trace of anger on his face.Uncle Liu saw it clearly, the sad and sad look on the old Hou Ye's face seemed to have dissipated a little.

What's going on with Li Ningfeng now?

After Li Ningfeng returned to the mansion from the frontier, he has been very cautious in eating and drinking, and he doesn't trust the people in the mansion too much.Uncle Liu knew that he didn't waste food, so he was thinking about it.

Although the thing that man gave him was precious, it wasn't poison, and it couldn't be found out by ordinary means.

Li Ningfeng's bedroom was heavily guarded, with so many people staring at him, he couldn't get close at all.

But if Li Ningfeng is fine, then he should be the one who has trouble!

Uncle Liu stopped, a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Regent House.

Even the blood shed by Shen Wei is sent to the Hou's Mansion by Mingzhu every day, and the rest of the time he watches the movement of the Hou's Mansion for him.

It's only been a few days now, and he hasn't lost much blood, but his body is prone to chills, and when he stands up, his eyes will occasionally turn black for a moment.

Now he doesn't mind the fact that he takes so many pills that he can eat them as meals. He takes blood-enriching pills and body-regulating meals every day.

When Mingzhu and Tiannan first found out about this matter, they persuaded him for a long time, and they knelt outside his study door for a whole night, seeing that he still hadn't changed his mind, they both hated the young master by coincidence.

They knew that their master was not in good health, and they were bleeding every day, so they kept a closer watch on food and life, for fear that Lian Shenwei would feel uncomfortable.

Tian Nan came in from the outside and reported: "Master, there is news from Mingzhu that there is movement in the Hou Mansion."

"After these few days, there should be some movement." Lian Shenwei took out the scissors, stretched towards the candle wick, and said softly, "Let's see where he goes, don't be alarmed."

Tian Nan: "Then after finding the person behind the scenes...?"

Lian Shenwei: "It may not be possible to catch it."

But if you get caught...

With a slight force on his hand, he cut off a section of the candle wick with a click.

The room went dark for a few seconds, and then brightened up again. The flickering candlelight was projected onto the window lattice, reflecting the side face of Da Shengchao's regent, gentle and elegant.

Tian Nan inexplicably sensed a trace of coolness, he lowered his head, not daring to look at his master's face again.

Li Ningfeng's treatment is still in the preliminary stage.

Feng Ke officially used Lian Shenwei's blood to make a medicine primer for him today.So this whole day, his face was very ugly.

As soon as the medicine primer was used, the treatment was formalized, and Lian Shenwei had to bleed for at least four months.

Fortunately, part of the blood can be replaced with medicine, and with his conditioning prescription, a little daily, it can barely survive.

Li Ningfeng's legs were so painful that they were numb, and his realm had fallen to the Kaiyang state. He didn't care too much. The fall was only because of his internal energy. As long as his legs recovered, he could re-enter the Tianheng state after a few days of adjustment. .

Ying Jingjue came in with a solemn expression.

"Jing Jue."

"What happened, so anxious?" Li Ningfeng sat on the wheelchair, his calf was soaked in the hot steam and bloody water in the bucket, so painful that he collapsed.

Ying Jingjue would see this kind of scene every day, but every time he saw the blood in the bucket, his heart would feel inexplicably astringent, he looked away, and said with deep eyes: "Uncle Liu has an accident."

"..." Li Ningfeng looked slightly stunned, "Uncle Liu?"

Ying Jingjue nodded: "I have been paying attention to the people in your mansion these days, and I have also transferred a few hidden guards to guard by your side. It can be said that everyone in this mansion is under surveillance."

"Mr. Fuyu told me about the melting blood Gu on the legs, and I suspected that the people around you took advantage of your inattention and tampered with your diet. This thing can't be tested with a poison tester.

Now that you have hope of getting better, if I let you out, that person will definitely not be able to sit still.Uncle Liu, I went out last night. "

Li Ningfeng suddenly remembered that a few days ago, after he finished practicing, Uncle Liu would send a bowl of porridge in his father's name every time.

In the entire family, apart from his father, he also had some trust in Uncle Liu.

Li Ningfeng was silent: "You mean, Uncle Liu has something to do with people outside, so he tricked me?"

"It's a suspicion. After I sent someone to follow him, I found that he was going in the direction of a very ordinary Xinzhuangzi, but for some reason, he died suddenly."

"Uncle Liu is dead?"

Ying Jingjue nodded: "All internal organs have turned into pus, and they were rushing to Xinzhuang one moment, and died the next moment."

Li Ningfeng's expression was serious: "It doesn't look like it's from the palace, but it looks like a trick of the rivers and lakes. Is it also a Gu?"

"The imperial physician in the palace doesn't understand these things. Mr. Fuyu... is from the Jianghu and has a weird temper. It's better for him not to get involved in this matter. There is no way to investigate it now."

A good person died right under his nose.

Ying Jingjue hasn't had a good rest for a long time, and after this incident, she has a very headache.

The matter has already happened, it is obvious whether Uncle Liu is the one who killed Li Ning, and now it is more important to find the person standing behind Uncle Liu.

The enemy in the open is terrifying, but what is even more terrifying is not knowing who your enemy is.

He didn't think this matter had anything to do with Lian Shenwei, because if Lian Shenwei was the man behind Uncle Liu, the distance between Zhongyi Hou's Mansion and Regent's Mansion was not too far, so there was no need to trust Zhuangzi at all.

and……

Ying Jingjue felt that with his teacher's means, he might not be ignorant of Ning Feng's current situation.

Maybe, there are people from Lian Shenwei around Zhongyi Hou's mansion.

Li Ningfeng: "Mr. Fuyu told me that the Blood Melting Gu came from Beiyi, and the people behind the scenes must have something to do with Beiyi."

"Besides the capital, there are people from Beiyi. And it may not be far away, and they always know the current situation of the capital."

His heart sank slowly.

If his current situation spread to the frontier, Beiyi would definitely look for opportunities to attack and hit the morale of the frontier soldiers.

Especially after a few months, between summer and autumn, wars are the most frequent, and the northern barbarians are fat and strong, which is far more difficult to deal with than winter.

My father's leg was injured and he couldn't go to the battlefield. Most of the frontier generals were city defenders, so it might be difficult to resist.

The talents of the military generals of the Great Prosperity Dynasty had withered to this point before they knew it.

What he thought of, Ying Jingjue naturally thought of it too.

"The capital city is not safe either."

The young prince Chu sighed, "For the present plan, you must hurry up to recover, I will take care of the outside affairs, and the emperor will help you."

Li Ningfeng: "The Holy Majesty is paying more and more attention to you. Be careful with the regent."

"Ah."

After Lian Shenwei heard the news of Uncle Liu's death, his expression was not surprised.

This capital is really a sieve, with loopholes everywhere.But since he came here six or seven years ago, he didn't find anything strange.

Thinking about it, people from Beiyi infiltrated into the capital much earlier than he came to the capital.

In other words, it may have existed during the reign of the first emperor, and it may have become a scale now.

The people behind the scenes were cautious and suspicious, and they should have planned to kill Uncle Liu earlier.

He picked up a pen and circled a few circles on the map outside the capital.

His gaze stayed in the circle of 'Foquan Temple' for a moment, he paused, and made a key mark with a dot of ink next to it.

Since you don't know who the enemy is, you might as well be patient and lure the snake out of the hole.

After two months.

It's been a while in the capital, but now it's mid-April, and the spring is warm.

The effects of prolonged bloodletting are becoming more and more apparent. During this period of time, especially in the later period, Lian Shenwei wakes up intermittently in the morning, often unable to wake up, and his body temperature is frighteningly low.

Even if the mood is stable, there will be occasional palpitations.

I still have to write on my right arm, and I have been injured before, so I can't get injured again. I can only cut my left arm, one after another, tearing and healing repeatedly.

Tian Nan changed his clothes for him, and put on a black embroidered gold court dress. When he was putting on his belt, he was slightly taken aback, and his movements stopped.

Lian Shenwei endured his tiredness and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tian Nan felt panicked as if a thorn had been planted in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Master, you've lost weight again, your girdle is wider, and your clothes don't fit you well."

He and Ming Zhu and Mr. Feng Ke probably have the same mentality.

After taking good care of people for so many years, they finally managed to raise them to be considered healthy, but now they are thin and thin.

Lian Shenwei thought for a while, took off his outer shirt, wrapped two or three circles of thin cloth around the waist and abdomen outside the middle coat, tied it up, and then put on the outer shirt.

This time the girdle will not slide down.

He looked down and smiled, "Looking at it this way, isn't it a little stronger than it was a few months ago?"

Still thin.

Tian Nan pursed her lips, picked up the thin cloak next to her, and put it on Lian Shenwei.

Afterwards, he took out a box of things that can be easily used by bright candles, adding a touch of rosy popularity to his master's pale face.

Lian Shenwei felt that her complexion was too dull, and it was easy to be seen by others, so she started to use these gel lipsticks to cover up a month ago.

But he is a man after all, so it would be more suspicious if people see it. He made Mingzhu lighten the color, so that he can maintain the appearance before the bloodletting.

Tian Nan: "Master, the things you ordered are ready. Mr. Feng Ke will sneak over tonight."

Lian Shenwei: "Yes."

The things are ready, and in mid-April, less than two months away, it will be the ten-year anniversary of the death of the Fudu Villa.

He sat in the carriage of the Regent's Palace and drove to the imperial city.

The capital city, which had been quiet for many days, was broken slightly by Lian Shen.

The regent stood in the hall in a court uniform with a calm expression, and said to Emperor Jing Cheng who was on the dragon chair: "Although the Nan'an fraud case has come to an end, it is hard to guarantee that there will still be some people who are bold enough to despise the emperor's prestige."

"The capital city is located in the north, with mighty heavenly majesty, princes and princes, all officials are sincerely convinced. But the south is rich and prosperous, but seldom directly feel the majesty of the heavenly family. Therefore, I suggest that your majesty follow the example of the Tai/ancestor and tour south along the river to deter Quartet."

Southern tour.

As soon as this remark came out, all the officials were shocked and came out to dissuade them.

"No way, Your Majesty!"

Emperor Jing Cheng was ill all day long. Since he ascended the throne, he has never stopped taking medicine. Why is this body traveling south?In case something happens, the prince is young and inexperienced, then there will be another big shock.

The Beiyi were staring at them, even if they crashed to death here, they would not ask Emperor Jing Cheng to make a southern tour.

Ying Jingjue's eyes were gloomy, and he knelt down and said, "I also think it's inappropriate."

An old minister trembled and cursed: "Prince Regent! What kind of heart do you have?!"

He wanted to say more, but was pulled back by his good friend.

"What's on your mind?" Lian Shen smiled lightly, "My lord, when did Gu say that you must ask His Majesty to personally tour the south?"

Ying Jingjue raised her head suddenly.

As expected, he met Lian Shenwei's gaze.

"Your Majesty, I feel that His Highness the Crown Prince is not only the crown prince, but also qualified to tour the south on behalf of the Son of Heaven. No matter how the sage books talk about the relationship between the emperor and the people, it is not as profound as his own personal experience. This is true for His Royal Highness, His Majesty, and the community. It is a matter of benefit and no harm.”

Just now, the officials were afraid that the court would become Lian Shenwei's monologue again, and they retorted too hard, thinking what was going to happen to Lian Shenwei, but now he suddenly took a step back, and they didn't know how to react for a while.

The prince/dang was also silent. If the southern tour is successful, for the prince, it will undoubtedly be a sign of securing the position of crown prince, and it is equivalent to announcing to the whole world that Ying Jing is definitely the future emperor.

Although the dangerous calculations along the way can be foreseen, the royal guards are not cheap.

Emperor Jing Cheng was silent: "Prince, you are still young..."

"His Majesty."

Lian Shen said softly: "Now in April, the southern tour passes through Shunfu, Nan'an, Yunnan... to Jinling, which happens to be June, and the scene of the flowers blooming must be very beautiful."

"I will also go with you to assist His Royal Highness the Prince."

The princelings exploded in an instant.

Just kidding, Lian Shenwei is following the prince, isn't this a sheep in the mouth of a tiger? !

They resisted even more fiercely than before, and people from the lineage of the Third Prince and the First Prince stopped talking.

The people on the dragon chair were quiet for a long time, until the princelings stopped making trouble, causing the hearts of all officials to rise to their throats.

Only the regent, who was still standing, had a calm posture and a smile on his lips.

Ying Jing decided to look away, thinking carefully about the last sentence Lian Shenwei said just now.

It seems that there is no special place.

But why did the father keep silent, and his teacher... seemed to be sure that the father would agree to the southern tour.

Emperor Jing Cheng bent his waist slightly, the dragon chair was cold, so he straightened his back to sit on it, and he became more and more tired every day for ten years.

Not a single brick or tile in the Golden Luan Hall has changed, and the passage of time cannot be noticed.

It's been ten years.

The emperor sighed lightly.

"I have passed on my will, the crown prince's tour to the south, and the regent's assistant, and we will make preparations immediately, without any mistakes."

Lian Shen lowered his eyes slightly and lowered his voice.

"Thank you."

Sister, he is taking Jing Jue back to Jinling.