Chapter 227 A Pair of Door God Paintings (3)

Chapter 227 A Pair of Door God Paintings (3)

"The Ban family?" The commander was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood why His Majesty cared so much about the Ban family's reaction to Xie Chongjin's injury. Before Duke Jingting was assassinated, the real main messenger was Xie Chongjin, and he was the one to deal with the follow-up work. Otherwise, with Xie Chongjin's connections and means, Dali Temple would have found out long ago.

"After the Ban family heard the news, they didn't send anyone to visit. It's just that when Princess Fule returned to the mansion, they met the second son Xie. The second son Xie wanted to ask the Ban family for a doctor."

"Have you borrowed it from the Ban family?"

"borrowed."

"Um."

The room became quiet again, and after a while, Emperor Yunqing nodded and said: "This is what the Ban family will do."

Not afraid of trouble, but not too embarrassingly mean.

It can also be seen from this that the Ban family still does not know that the real behind-the-scenes masterminds are the Xie family. If it was anyone else, they would have gone through countless circles in their minds and listed countless suspects. Only the Ban family believed what he said.

He likes such obedient courtiers.

"I heard from people in Dianzhong Province that they paid tribute to some lychees recently. I remember that the Ban family likes to eat this, so I asked someone to send a basket to them tomorrow morning."

"Yes." The commander of the Imperial Guard wanted to say that he didn't care about it, but seeing His Majesty's drowsy appearance, he agreed in a low voice. After standing for a while, after confirming that His Majesty had fallen asleep, he quietly exited the inner hall, turned around and saw Wang De guarding the door, and the two greeted each other.

The commander of the Guards gave Wang De a wink, and Wang De followed him outside.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty said that early in the morning, Dianzhong Province will send a basket of lychees to Jingting Duke's Mansion." The commander of the Imperial Guard looked at the inner hall, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty has already fallen asleep. Recently, His Majesty has felt light, so I will take care of you." I'm going to trouble the prince."

"What is Commander Chen talking about? Serving Your Majesty is the job of servants. Why bother to explain it?" Wang De sighed, "It's just that the lychee is more troublesome. After the things were delivered today, they were sent to various places. Palace. Only the East Palace and His Highness King Ning have not been delivered yet, this..."

"Since this is the case, let the two families be a little less," said the commander of the Imperial Guard, "Your Majesty has spoken, and we are only following orders. If the Crown Prince and His Highness King Ning are dissatisfied, we can only ask them to come to His Majesty or It was the empress who argued with her."

"Commander Chen has an excellent opinion." Wang De responded with a smile.

"Go away! Go away!"

"Come on!"

"Your Majesty is having a dream again." Wang De and the commander of the imperial guards hurried back to the room, but there was not much panic on their faces. Ever since His Majesty had a stroke, he often had nightmares, and they were almost used to it.

At the end of May, the capital city became hot as soon as it was said to be hot. Without any hesitation, the heat began to be unbearable.

When Ban Huai helped Rong Xia present the excerpt in front of Emperor Yunqing, he didn't know what kind of stimulation Emperor Yunqing had received. Before he had finished reading the excerpt, his face showed infinite remorse, and even faintly... ...frightened?

"Shui Qing," Emperor Yun Qing's hands were not very flexible, and he couldn't help shaking while holding the booklet, "Jun Po is a good boy, don't worry, I will treat him well."

Although Ban Huai was very puzzled, he still thanked him kindly: "Thank you Your Majesty, I will pass the news to him after I return."

"No need, I will personally arrange for someone to visit him," Emperor Yun Qing's eyes were a little evasive, and there was even a bit of inexplicable madness. Ban Huai didn't dare to look any further, and silently lowered his head.

When the weather is hot, people feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, Rong Xia's wound has healed very well, otherwise such a sweltering weather would definitely cause pus from the wound.

He was wearing a plain wide gauze robe, and his face was still pale after blood loss.

Commander Chen sat opposite Rong Xia, explaining his purpose with a troubled expression on his face.

It turned out that Emperor Yunqing couldn't sleep well recently, so he wanted Rong Xia to copy a scripture for him and put it indoors, and then draw a pair of door gods and paste it on the door of the inner hall of the Great Moon Palace.

"It's my honor to share your worries for His Majesty." Rong Xia agreed, but when he got up to salute, Commander Chen still saw a bit of pain on his face. It seems that Rong Xia's wound has not healed, so it hurts when she moves.