Chapter 902 Poppy Beauty Zhao Ji Drinks and Leads the Machine
"May I ask what words are you going to write today? What pictures to draw?" Waking up from the bed, walking around the deserted palace twice, Zhao Ji was hungry again, so he found Chai Jin's servant and asked, these days Zhao Ji almost I formed a conditioned reflex, and when I was hungry, I would find someone to ask him to write or draw something, so that I could exchange it for food.
If other emperors have fallen from being the king of a country to this point, anyone with a bit of backbone can solve it by themselves, but who is Zhao Ji? He has lived in the ice and snow of Wuguo City for seven or eight years! This cheek is not as thick as usual, and he is still licking his face to live. The climate in Tokyo is much better than that of the Five Kingdoms City.
"Just wait! Someone will come to tell you later!" These servants have been serving for a long time, and they have lost respect for Zhao Ji, so they casually dismissed him as if he were the Supreme Emperor.
"Yes, yes." Zhao Ji didn't dare to lose his temper, and obediently went back to the palace and waited. After a while, he heard footsteps and greetings from outside, so he got up and went to the door to wait.
"Why did Chai people come to me today when they are free? It really makes the humble house shine!" Seeing Chai Jin coming in, Zhao Ji hurriedly cupped his hands and saw the followers behind Chai Jin looking sideways. After all, he is also the emperor. , Why do you have to greet first when you meet a small living room? The face of the previous emperors of the Great Song Dynasty was probably lost by him.
"I came today to ask the Supreme Emperor to write a poem!" Chai Jin didn't return the salute, just stood there and said carelessly. During this time, he bullied Zhao Ji, Zhao Gou and his son every day, and the days are nourishing.
"It's a small matter, a small matter, but I don't know whether to ask me to write a new poem or to copy the existing poems?" Zhao Ji quickly agreed, he doesn't need to call himself now, and at the same time, he was still thinking about listening to the gossip of those maids. , Grand Master won another battle in the north, did you ask me to write a congratulatory speech?
Zhao Ji felt strange, why when he was the emperor, he met the golden soldiers repeatedly defeated, and when Grand Master Lu came to power, the golden soldiers were as weak as chickens and dogs? But what he cares about now is not this, but if he really writes a congratulatory message to the Grand Master, can he exchange for more delicious food?
"It's an old poem!" Chai Jin cast a look, and the servants and maids in the palace quietly retreated, leaving only Chai Jin, his two followers and Zhao Ji.
Then Chai Jin took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji took it with both hands and shivered. He saw that the song "Yu Meiren" written on the paper was Li Yu's song "Yu Meiren": When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know? The small building was windy again last night, and the homeland can't bear to look back in the moonlight! The carved railings and jade masonry should still be there, but Zhu Yan has changed. How much can I ask you to worry? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
"Chai Sheren! This... this..." Zhao Ji tremblingly pointed at the page, unable to even speak clearly. How could he not know the allusion of this poem.
When the Great Song Dynasty perished in the Southern Tang Dynasty,
Li Yu was defeated and surrendered to the Song Dynasty, and was captured to Bianjing. He was granted the title of General of Youqianniuwei, and he was granted the title of Marquis of Disobedience. When "the motherland can't bear to look back in the bright moon", I became wary of Li Yu.
Not long after, someone from the palace gave Li Yu the medicine to poison him to death, and then Zhao Kuangyi hypocritically presented him as the grand master and made him the king of Wu.
So as soon as Zhao Ji saw this poem, Zhao Ji was scared to pee, thinking that he might be finished, and he probably would have to drink a cup of medicine like Li Yu.
"What's wrong with the officials? Could it be that they don't want to write?" Chai Jin looked at Zhao Ji with a sneer on his face. He also knew the allusion and brought this poem here on purpose.
"No, no, I'm going to write now... I'm going to write now!" Zhao Ji was stared at by him, and immediately went back to the back of the desk. When transcribing this poem, Zhao Ji couldn't help but think of Li Yu when he was writing it. He made mistakes again and again, and had to rewrite several times in a row before finishing the song "Yu Meiren".
"Good words! Good words! This picture should be well framed and treasured." After reading this picture, Chai Jin nodded with satisfaction, and then invited people to come in and bring the words to be framed, and brought food to Zhao Ji by the way.
Zhao Ji breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the sumptuous food being delivered, maybe he had guessed wrong, and at most Chai Jin wanted to use this poem to humiliate me.
After eating half full, Chai Jin came in again, holding a jug of wine in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Officials, how can there be no wine with such delicious food? Why don't you ask me to pour the bar for you?"
"Ah!" Zhao Ji slipped out and sat on the ground, just now he was thinking of escaping, but then Chai Jin came in with a jug, so it must be a beautiful bar?
"Why is the official? Come on, why don't you help the official up and feed him a drink?" Chai Jin ordered sharply, and the left and right attendants immediately stepped forward, one left and one right grabbed Zhao Ji and helped him up.
Chai Jin poured the wine slowly, and then brought it to Zhao Ji's mouth, "Please invite the officials to taste the wine." of it?
"Officials, let's show some dignity!" Chai Jin also teared his face, gnashing his teeth and said, "When your Zhao family killed the queen master and our ancestors of the Chai family with the drug, were they ever like you? "
Chai Jin probably never imagined that he would poison the Emperor of Song to death one day. After waiting for a while, Zhao Ji still didn't open his mouth. Immediately, Zhao Ji poured down the fine wine that had been dosed with the drug.
Not long after, Zhao Ji clutched his stomach and began to cry out for pain, which caused his whole body to convulse continuously. His head and feet looked like a bow, and when he twitched, there was no movement. I can't die anymore.
Chai Jin sneered, and came out of the palace, while the two attendants stayed behind and started to clean up the mess. When they went outside, they saw Mrs. Gu, who was in charge of the maids in the palace, looking at him worriedly, "Mr. Chai, we don't have any The grand master ordered him to kill this man, the grand master wouldn't blame him, would he?"
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, when the grand master comes back, this person will be useless! Instead of killing him when the grand master comes back, it's better to get to know it as soon as possible, so as not to make the grand master bear a stigma. Let me wait to do such things That's enough." This is also the result of discussions between Chai Jin, Wen Huanzhang and others, as a subordinate, one should think of the superior and take the initiative to take the blame for the leader.