Chapter 37: Try your best to find a harbor
Three days later.
The moonlight shrouds the fields like a gauze, and Chang'an Township has already fallen asleep with the night.
Only the back study room of Chang'an Jun's Mansion was still lit with candles.
By the light of several beeswax and suet candles, Mrs. Han held bamboo pieces in her left hand and a knife and pen in her right hand, and patiently wrote down lines of text.
After each letter was written, Mrs. Han put the bamboo pieces used in the letter into a wooden box.
Two hours later, there were more than fifty wooden boxes in front of Mrs. Han, and her wrists were already extremely sore.
Rubbing her wrists, Mrs. Han greeted warmly: "Come here!"
The study door was pushed open, the female historian Zhang Miao bowed, walked in quickly, bowed and promised: "Mrs. ."
Mrs. Han raised her chin towards the wooden boxes: "Tie these bamboo pieces into bamboo slips, and I will print them later."
After saying this, Mrs. Han closed her eyes tiredly, and her sitting posture was swaying a little. She was obviously very sleepy.
Zhang Miao's expression was very complicated. He walked up behind Mrs. Han, massaged Mrs. Han's shoulders and advised in a gentle voice: "Madam, go and rest."
"Tonight I humbly put the bamboo slips on and seal them tomorrow when Madam wakes up."
"It's late at night, and I can't send them out even if I seal them."
Mrs. Still closing his eyes, he shook his head slightly: "I just want to rest for a while. I still have work tomorrow."
"The sisters over in Yan State have not yet reached an agreement and are quite resistant to my request. I need to think about how to lobby them tonight."
Looking at Mrs. Han's tired look, Zhang Miao felt uncomfortable. Tight, her voice became more pleading: "Madam, you have only slept for at most two hours a day during this period."
"You can't do this, your body will not be able to hold on!"
Mrs. Han finally opened her eyes, her eyes a little tired and helpless, but her voice was very firm: "We can't delay it any longer."
"Once I only wanted to create a character for Xiu'er who was indifferent to the world. The image of a mother and concubine guides Xiu'er to pursue the pleasures of life rather than the pleasures of power."
"I'm very afraid that Xiu'er will become the next Mr. Ji Jun and lose his life due to unattainable political ideals."
"But I didn't do a good enough job because I haven't given any advice to Xiu'er in so many years. Preparing a way out is what made it so difficult for Xiong'er. "
"If I had prepared early, Xiong'er could be like Xiong Qi. Even though he is a prince of Chu, he can come to Daqin and become the Lord of Changping. "< br>
“I can’t waste any more time and let Xiu’er go to another country without anyone to help him!”
Ever since Ying Zheng returned home, Mrs. Han has been very clear that Ying Cheng Xiu has no chance of becoming the king of Qin!
This has nothing to do with the personal abilities of Ying Chengxuan and Ying Zheng. It’s just that the balance of power behind the two sides is too disparate, and there is no way Ying Chengxuan can win!
So Mrs. Han never did anything related to politics or power in front of Ying Chengyu. She only planted flowers, watched mountains, admired the mist, and listened to the rain.
Lead by example and lead Ying Chengxuan to experience the beauty of life and nature. I hope that Ying Chengxuan will be a rich and noble son in his life and not have ambitions for the throne.
Unfortunately, Mrs. Han underestimated the cruelty of the struggle.
Mrs. Han believed that she had a big responsibility for Ying Chengyu being forced to this point.
So since Ying Chengyun went on the expedition, Mrs. Han has been writing letters to her relatives and sisters who were also from the Korean royal family but are now married to various royal palaces, begging them to help Ying Chengyun.
It was lucky that Ying Chengyu could escape from the Qin Dynasty alive. Mrs. Han did not know which country Ying Chengyu could escape to.
Mrs. Han only hoped that no matter which country Ying Chengyu fled to, there would be a warm harbor to protect him.
In this way, Mrs. Han can die with peace of mind!
Zhang Miao's eyes were slightly red, but she stopped trying to persuade her. She turned around and sat on the side of the desk, forcing a smile on her face: "Then please hurry up and put on the bamboo slips."
Mrs. Han chuckled and nodded: "Good!"
Zhang Miao quickly took out the bamboo pieces from the wooden box with both hands, then took out the hemp rope and passed it through the holes at the upper and lower ends of the bamboo pieces, and tied the bamboo pieces one by one. Get up and make bamboo slips.
Mrs. Han also closed her eyes and thought carefully in her heart.
In the midst of silence, there was sudden noise outside the study.
Mrs. Han suddenly opened her eyes, staring at the door, while her right hand reached for the dagger hidden under the table.
A moment later, a voice sounded outside the door: "Madam, the idiot is back!"
Mrs. Han stood up suddenly and shouted in disbelief: "The idiot is back?"
"Invite him in quickly!"
The door opened, and the fool was carried in by two eunuchs on their arms. Looking at the idiot's lower clothes soaked in blood, Mrs. Han's brain was buzzing and she almost fell to the ground.
"Madam, be careful!"
Zhang Miao hurriedly ran to Mrs. Han and held her arm.
Seeing Mrs. Han being like this, the fool hurriedly hit his forehead and shouted at the top of his voice: "Madam, this is my own blood!"
"It's not the one who rides on a horse. It’s a fight!”
“The master is fine!”
Mrs. Han's mind regained some clarity, she forced herself to stand up straight, and asked in a deep voice: "What happened that made you gallop back on your horse?"
The fool broke away from the eunuch's support and held on while bleeding He took a step forward with his legs and bowed his hands: "Madam, this is written in the master's handwriting. I must personally hand it over to Madam!"
Zhang Miao hurriedly ran to the fool and took the silk bag. Mrs. Han couldn't wait for Zhang Miao at all. Miao's action directly asked: "How are you, Lord Chang'an?"
The fool grinned: "Don't worry, madam."
"Before I set off, my lord, I will kill Fan first. At this time, the rebellion was put down, and all the rebels among the generals were killed. "
"Now that the Lord has completely controlled the Eastern Army, there is no danger anymore!"
Mrs. Han's heart, which she had been thinking about for a long time, finally returned to her stomach, and she breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's so good! It's so good. !”
Now that he has control of the army, it will be much easier for Ying Chengyu to find an excuse to escape.
Zhang Miao also handed the opened bamboo slips to Mrs. Han and reported in a low voice: "Madam, the envelope and bamboo slips are all sealed correctly."
Mrs. Han hurriedly took them. Bamboo slips, spread out and read carefully.
The more she looked, the deeper her frown deepened and Mrs. Han asked solemnly: "There are rumors in the army that the king is the son of the Prime Minister?"
The fool nodded: "Yes!"
"No. It's just that it has been spread among the military and among the people."
"It's just that the people who spread it have always controlled the scope, and those who heard the rumor didn't dare to report it, so I didn't hear it for the first time three days ago. Such rumors.”
“The family leader conducted a small-scale investigation in the military and found that many people have heard such rumors.”
"The head of the family thinks this is a trick of the enemy, so we must not say anything against it!"
Mrs. Han's eyes gleamed, her thoughts changed quickly, and she subconsciously ordered: "The housekeeper takes Chief Hanshi to rest."
"Treat with the best medicine, reward one hundred dollars, five acres of land."
The fool hurriedly handed over his hand in surprise: "Thank you, madam!"
Wait for the fool After her husband withdrew, Mrs. Han thought for a while and then suddenly said: "Senior Minister Han Cang and other subordinates are summoned."
"Come to Chang'an Jun's Mansion to discuss important matters together!"
Zhang Miao glanced at the sky and reminded in a low voice: "Madam, it is already two quarters of the night (23:30)."
Han The lady ordered in a deep voice: "They must come even when the cock crows (1:00-3:00)."
"Tell all the ministers that if they don't come tonight, there is no need to come again in the future." ”
Mrs. Han’s order is very tough.
Even though Han Cang and others had already rested, they still suppressed their dissatisfaction and drove to Chang'an Township.
At the moment when the cock crows (1:15), the night is dark, but the Chang'an Jun's Mansion is brightly lit.
Sitting in the main hall, Sun Xi frowned and asked, "Does Han Shangqing know why Madam summoned us so late at night?"
Han Cang's face was very gloomy, and he shook his head and responded: "I don't know. ”
He said he didn’t know, but everyone in the hall had the same idea.
Lord Chang'an, isn't he already dead?
If Lord Changan dies, where will they go next?
In this restless atmosphere, Mrs. Han walked from the back hall into the main hall and walked up to the high platform.
But instead of sitting on the vacant main seat, he sat on the soft couch that had just been moved to the left of the main seat.
A pair of cold eyes scanned the audience, and Mrs. Han asked in a deep voice:
"Someone is trying to harm Lord Chang'an. As Lord Chang'an's subjects, don't you know anything about it?!"
(End of this chapter)