Chapter Sixty – The Emperor (10)
The Empress Dowager would be buried seven days after the funeral.
Yan Jing Ze then ordered that the consorts be allowed to skip the vigil at night. During the day, they were also given food from time to time, so that the consorts could eat, take a break from things like using the toilet and don’t kneel all the time.
The emperor is trying to convey the message that you don’t need to devote too much attention to the wake… Those who were really heartbroken for the Empress Dowager might be hated by the emperor, so later on, people did not kneel much.
It was only then that King Ping found the opportunity to speak to Chu Ting Xiu.
And the fact that he was talking to Chu Ting Xiu soon became known to Yan Jing Ze.
“Your Majesty, General Chu and King Ping have been talking for a quarter of an hour,” Wang Zhong, with a small eunuch, reported to Yan Jing Ze, and was inevitably a little worried when he did so.
Is it possible that General Chu is fed up with His Majesty and wants to support King Ping?
His Majesty tossed General Chu again last night…
“Talked for so long?” Yan Jing Ze frowned.
“Your Majesty, should we have someone keep an eye on them?” Wang Zhong asked.
“You find someone to keep an eye on King Ping and keep an eye on his wake. When the First Emperor Grandfather died, didn’t my father kneel for seven whole days, and still had only one bowl of porridge a day? Let him learn,” Yan Jing Ze said.
Wang Zhong: “…” His Majesty is ruthless! The late Emperor was forced to kneel down by the Empress Dowager, and after kneeling for so long, he fell seriously ill!
“What about General Chu…” asked Wang Zhong again.
“Call him here.” Yan Jing Ze looked at Wang Zhong with a smile, “He’s my man. Chatting with other men for so long, making me jealous. I’ll definitely teach him a lesson later.”
Although he said he was going to ‘teach’ Chu Ting Xiu a lesson, he didn’t look like he was going to teach anyone a lesson at all. And he also emphasized the words ‘he’s my man’.
Wang Zhong was shocked.
Yan Jing Ze added, “You must treat him as you treat me.”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” Wang Zhong responded.
After King Ping talked with Chu Ting Xiu, he found out that Chu Ting Xiu really had a problem with Yan Jing Ze, and was satisfied for a while.
The previous Chu Ting Xiu’s indifference made him not want to marry Chu Tinglan, who he wanted to marry to bring Chu Ting Xiu together. It just so happened that Chu Tinglan was surrounded by his people, and he had them encourage Chu Tinglan to marry his older brother.
His brother’s wife actually loved him, which was a delightful thing to see.
But now… he felt that he could marry Chu Tinglan again.
After much thought, King Ping returned to the vigil and saw a little eunuch who was very important to Yan Jing Ze.
When the eunuch smiled at him, he said, “Your Highness, you are here on behalf of His Majesty to stand vigil. His Majesty said he would follow the example of the late Emperor…”
The late Emperor kneeled for seven days and seven nights! King Ping almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
On the other hand, Chu Ting Xiu didn’t even need to be called, he already came to Yan Jing Ze’s bedchamber.
When he entered, Yan Jing Ze was practicing calligraphy.
When Chu Ting Xiu came to Yan Jing Ze’s side, he saw that Yan Jing Ze was writing rapidly with a brush, and every word was very well written.
His Majesty’s previous unlearned appearance was really all an act.
“Jing Ze.” Chu Ting Xiu called out.
“Knowing to call me by my name, here’s a reward for you.” Yan Jing Ze kissed Chu Ting Xiu.
Chu Ting Xiu blushed and immediately remembered the main matter: “Your Majesty, King Ping is indeed sinister and must not be overlooked, I have an idea.”
“What idea?” Yan Jing Ze asked.
Chu Ting Xiu spoke up slowly.
He was worried about what Yan Jing Ze had told him before.
If King Ping was really up to no good, and his sister became entangled with him, what would happen in the end?
He couldn’t let anything happen to his sister.
Chu Ting Xiu said what he was going to do and looked at Yan Jing Ze.
What Chu Ting Xiu meant was that he could get close to King Ping, find out what King Ping wanted to do, and find evidence of King Ping’s evil intentions…
Yan Jing Ze said, “So, you will continue to contact King Ping?”
This is a must… Chu Ting Xiu did not understand why Yan Jing Ze asked this.
“The person I love is close to someone else and I would be sad. Shouldn’t you give me some compensation?” Yan Jing Ze asked.
Originally, he was going to ‘teach’ Chu Ting Xiu a lesson on the pretext of jealousy, but once Chu Ting Xiu came, he confessed… he could have compensated instead.
“What compensation does Your Majesty want?” Chu Ting Xiu asked.
Yan Jing Ze said, “Tonight you take off your inner clothes and only wear outer clothes…”
Chu Ting Xiu: “…”
Yan Jing Ze added: “I am also like you, not wearing the clothes inside, but only the dragon robe.”
Chu Ting Xiu: “…” His Majesty is actually such a person!
That night, King Ping was stared at, kneeling bitterly in front of the Empress Dowager’s coffin.
The current sovereign, however, asked for more fire pots to be left in the bedchamber because he was not feeling well.
At first, Yan Jing Ze was reading the memo with Chu Ting Xiu in an empty suit, but then he didn’t know what he was reading anymore.
In fact, he just wanted to have a good time at first and planned to have a good day of rest, but after Chu Ting Xiu confessed his love to him, he was always very enthusiastic…
When everything was over, Yan Jing Ze personally cleaned up Chu Ting Xiu’s leg.
In the past two days, he was very careful. Chu Ting Xiu was not injured, but Yan Jing Ze still gave him some medicine, and took out the skin care cream, rubbed it on Chu Ting Xiu’s legs, and helped Chu Ting Xiu massage.
“Your Majesty, don’t do it.” Chu Ting Xiu hurriedly stopped him.
“What’s wrong with touching my leg?” Yan Jing Ze asked.
Chu Ting Xiu stared blankly at his own leg.
Yan Jing Ze said, ” You are my person, and your leg is my leg.”
Chu Ting Xiu: “…”
Yan Jing Ze stretched his own legs out to the side: “You can also touch your leg.”
Chu Ting Xiu did not expect that he would still have the day to lie on the dragon bed and touch the dragon’s leg.
The next day, Yan Jing Ze got up late.
He worked until the middle of the night last night, so how could he get up in the morning?
Fortunately, there is a reason…
Because of the death of the Empress Dowager, he was overly sad and ill.
King Ping, who had been kneeling all night, learned the news: “Oh!”
He’s afraid that his older brother, knowing about his contact with Chu Ting Xiu, is deliberately tormenting him!
But the more scrupulous his brother was, the more he thought it would be a good idea to get Chu Ting Xiu on board.
Even if he is now alone in the palace keeping vigil, he is still unable to discuss things with his advisors!
King Ping regretted that he had acted too sadly before.
He just wanted to use his filial piety as a foil to his brother’s unfilial piety, and never thought that his brother would not take any of it!
It’s good to be an emperor. If he were an emperor, it would be someone else kneeling here!
King Ping thought so, and his eyes rolled over, ‘dizzy’.
Of course, he couldn’t really kneel all the time, but he had used all kinds of lazy methods, and now he could only pretend to be dizzy.
In a short time, the news of King Ping’s fainting had already reached Yan Jing Ze’s ears.
Finally, he was willing to get up from the bed and get dressed to go see King Ping.
When Yan Jing Ze went over, King Ping was still pretending to be unconscious.
He pretended to be dizzy quite skillfully, and his eyes did not move.
Yan Jing Ze expressed his regret and ended with a soft ‘yawn’.
He was standing beside King Ping, and those who were waiting on him were a bit far away, so no one else heard him, but King Ping, who had been paying full attention to him, did.
King Ping felt that something was wrong.
King Ping’s mother consort had a lot of influence in the palace, so he immediately asked people to investigate, and in the end, some traces were found.
The first thing he noticed was that Grand Tutor Yang, who used to despise Yan Jing Ze, was now doing his best to teach His Majesty. He also stopped telling people that His Majesty’s wood was too rotten to be carved.
His Majesty also met with some officials, and when they left, they didn’t look too good.
These were minor matters, but King Ping was careful enough to find out what was going on, and he did find out something – an official told his family that His Majesty was not simple.
His brother was not simple? How is this possible?!
King Ping didn’t want to believe it, but the more things he found out, the more it proved to be true.
His cowardly brother, it seemed, did not want to be a puppet emperor anymore!
The king was in a hurry, but he was once again taken to stand vigil.
In the past few days, King Ping ‘fainted’ several times, but each time he couldn’t hide for long, and after a while, someone would come and invite him over.
When he fainted more, there were rumors that he was faking his faintness to escape.
Although he did, he didn’t want to be told, so he had to keep on kneeling.
Finally, the seventh day arrived.
In the evening, everyone else went to rest, but only King Ping and the eunuchs stayed in the spiritual hall. However, the eunuchs didn’t have to kneel, and could even change shifts.
King Ping could not restrain himself from feeling frustrated.
He had been suffocating for a long time and then suddenly there came the sound of footsteps outside the door.
The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the quiet night… and King Ping felt flustered, turned his head, and saw Yan Jing Ze walking slowly towards him.
At the same time, the maids and eunuchs in the spiritual hall quietly retreated.
King Ping looked at his brother, the expression on this man’s face was unlike anything he had ever seen before.
“King Ping, have you gotten many people to check on me?” The corner of Yan Jing Ze’s mouth was slightly raised.
The candle flame was flickering, and under the candle flame’s illumination, Yan Jing Ze’s face looked a bit eerie.
King Ping had never been afraid of his older brother before, but rather despised him, but at this time, for some reason, he was suddenly a little afraid: “Emperor brother.”
Yan Jing Ze then walked up to King Ping and knocked his head: “You’ve got a lot of nerve, it’s not enough to build a secret association, you still dare to hook Chu Ting Xiu and get mixed up with his sister.”
King Ping was already kneeling with numb legs and was even more inexplicably weak at this time.
Yan Jing Ze said, “You’d better behave yourself, or else…” He gave the King Ping a cold, stern look.
He doesn’t know if it was because the place was too cold, or because the change in Yan Jing Ze was so frightening and King Ping found this look particularly terrifying, that he trembled, bracing himself with both hands to stabilize his body.
He shuddered and braced himself with his hands to keep his body steady. Yan Jing Ze smiled and left the place.
He had to go back to be with his dear!
Originally, he wanted to be strong enough to take care of King Ping, but his dear was willing to help, so he should get rid of King Ping quickly.
As for how to deal with King Ping, it depends on King Ping’s choice.
After being so frightened by him, if King Ping chooses to settle down, it’s not like he can’t tolerate him. And if the King Ping wants to do something… then he will wait.
Yan Jing Ze went back to his bedchamber and hugged Chu Ting Xiu: “Running out at night, I’m cold, you warm me up…”
What if His Majesty catches a cold? Of course, it’s good to warm him up.
As for warming up and getting on the dragon bed…
General Chu still likes it very much.