Zhao Huan also understood the terribleness of a creature like the emperor.

He gave an order himself, Cheng Chu, a stupid man, tried his best to check the person without sleeping for seven days and seven nights, and almost ran out of him.

At the end of the day, Cheng Chu was injured and helped him. He was not allowed to help him, and he was not allowed to help him, which was restricted by the monarch and his subjects.

"The official family, Commander Cheng was wearing an inner armor, and the arrow entered his body for about a century. His lungs were shaken and healed too much blood. He just stopped the bleeding. However, the injury to the lungs would be kept for at least three months, otherwise it would easily lead to the root cause of the disease." Hu Yuan wrote the prescription and handed the prescription in his hand to the official family and said.

Zhao Huan looked at the prescription and asked, "What are these medicines used for?"

Hu Yuan blinked his eyes and said, "Simply put, it is for blood replenishment."

"What's the complexity?" Zhao Huan asked as he looked at the prescription written by Hu Yuan. He just asked more with the idea of ​​the patient's family.

Hu Yuan looked at the dense names of medicines on the prescription, the weight, the heat of the medicine and the doctor's advice, thought for a while, and asked with a sudden inspiration: "Does the official want to learn art?"

Zhao Huan smiled and threw away a meme that no one could understand in this era: "Studying medicine can't save the Song Dynasty."

"Hey, the official family doesn't plan to learn arts, so I'll cook medicine now." Hu Yuan left Jiying Pavilion happily and stayed away from the emperor, a patient who was not easy to mess with.

Zhao Huan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Cheng Chu personally chased him to the Xun Palace. What is Zhao Shiqiu going to do? Where did the powerful crossbow from the Xun Palace come from? Can the inner armor be shot through?"

Zhao Ying took out a large letter from his sleeve, flipped it over for a long time and said, "The official, I remember correctly. This servant of the Xun Prince's Mansion is not an ordinary servant."

"When King Xun was the defensive envoy of Zhongzhou, he was brave and rewarded, and ate and slept with the soldiers. Most of these servants were old subordinates of Zhongzhou at that time. They were also the three hundred guards specially granted by the Supreme Emperor."

"Oh? Come on, let me see." Zhao Huan picked up the heavy letter in confusion and glanced at Zhao Ying's sleeves. What exactly contained the wide sleeves.

This is a daily note written by the censors of the Song Dynasty.

Zhao Ji's previous emperor was Song Zhezong Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu has a total of one son and four daughters, but the only one son died young in three months. Zhao Xu, who had no descendants, died young at the age of 25.

The Song court had no choice but to continue the tradition. After the brothers came to the end, they handed over the throne to Song Zhezong's younger brother, Zhao Ji.

Another strong contender for the throne at that time was Zhao Shiqi, the governor of Ningyuan Army.

Zhao Shiqi had little ambitions, was good at belonging to literature and was diligent in military affairs. He personally experienced many battles. When Ningyuan Army was in office, he made many contributions and was well-known in the army.

Zhao Ji's advantage is that he is good at writing and good at painting brushes and ink, which is deeply loved by Empress Dowager Xiang at that time.

Especially when Zhang Dun was trying to depose the Empress Dowagers of the Two Palaces, Zhao Ji was in Bian Jing, and with a little operation, he ascended the throne with the help of the Empress Dowagers of the Two Palaces.

In order to appease Zhao Shiqi at that time, Zhao Ji had no choice but to give Zhao Shiqi three hundred guards, which were also the only county prince guards in the Song Dynasty.

If you have a guard, you must have matching weapons and equipment. It is reasonable to have a few bows and crossbows.

But there are some unreasonable things. Can Zhao Ji actually tolerate three hundred armored and powerful crossbowed princes and guards living under his nose?

"There is no gap between King Xun and I." Zhao Huan returned the letter to Zhao Ying and asked in confusion: "Can someone use these three hundred garrisons with ulterior motives?"

When Zhao Shiqi, King Xun, left the capital, performed excellently. The twenty-five kings of the Song Dynasty were in Beijing, and there were only two life events of King Jing and King Su, and it was also caused by Zhao Ji's promise on his way south.

Zhao Huan's doubts were quickly broken by the noise. Zhao Ying went out to check and turned around and said, "King Xun is waiting outside Jiying Pavilion."

Zhao Huan stared at Zhao Ying and asked, "Is he crazy? I may not be able to stop him now!"

Zhao Huan opened the door and saw a tense scene. Zhao Shifu was pointed at by three bed crossbows on the wall of Jiying Pavilion Palace. Although it had not been wound yet, the situation was on the verge of losing control.

It is better to expect the army to be rational than to expect the sow to climb a tree.

The moment Zhao Huan opened the door, the officials in his dear hands put down their weapons in front of King Xun's chariot and bowed to the official family.

How dare Zhao Huan stay? If he continues to stay, it will cause trouble for Cheng Chu.

Zhao Huan, who returned to Wende Hall, sat on the imperial throne and looked at King Xun and said, "Master, I'm doing this today."

"I don't know if the officials are talking about being confused by the shooting, or whether they go to Jiying Pavilion to find the officials." Zhao Shiqi asked respectfully.

Zhao Huan sat upright and said, "Your servant was injured and killed. He was a relative of his subordinates."

Zhao Shiqi still said respectfully: "I have asked, it is not that my servants in my house shoot arrows."

"The servants in my house were all my old subordinates in Zhongzhou. The mark of King Xun was too deep. In order to protect them, I took them to the house."

"They have been collecting swords and weapons for more than 30 years, and the soldiers who have not had a crossbow and archery in their thirty years have long been abandoned. They have used their bows to shoot arrows? Their age is about the same age as me, and half of their bodies have entered the soil. How can they draw their bows?"

"Besides, where did I come from my mansion with strong crossbows? There are several sets of Buren armor. A few years ago, the Jin soldiers took it and sent them all to the arsenal to prepare for war. It has been more than 30 years. If there were strong crossbows in my mansion, the remaining half of me would have been buried in the soil long ago."

Zhao Huan nodded. Three hundred guards were the pacification policy implemented by Zhao Ji forcibly. If Zhao Shiqiu was not up to the road, he would still have to force the garrison to equip him with a strong bow. Can Zhao Ji's stingy be able to tolerate it?

"If I were confused when I came to Jiying Pavilion today, I would die if I was old. If I died at Your Excellency Jiying, it would be a good thing. At least those servants who have been with me for more than 30 years will definitely be saved." Zhao Shiqi said respectfully.

"Who did this matter according to the main sect?" Zhao Huan asked with a smile on his face.

Zhao Shiqi shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Master, let me go back first, let me find out the whole story and then make a decision." Zhao Huan smiled and sent Zhao Shiqi away.

"King Xun didn't tell the truth." Zhao Ying said with great confidence: "When the official asked him if he knew who was causing trouble behind his back, his eyes were erratic and he shook his head to hide it, but his expression was not as calm as when he was ruling his servants before."

"It looks the same as those who lie."

Zhao Huan was idle before, so he gave Zhao Ying a copy of "Micro-Expression" for him to learn to play, but unexpectedly he used serious things.

"I can see that he has trouble saying it." Zhao Huan understood Zhao Shiqi's motivation to not tell the truth.

As a major official, as long as this matter is involved in his head, it will be a disaster for his own life, so he naturally does not want his whole family to be buried with him.

"It's a disaster that cannot be avoided." Zhao Huan said in a daze, looking at the dark outside the palace.
Chapter completed!