I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 344 Returning to Beijing
seriously ill?

Although Zhao Wei had been at the border, he was also aware of the situation in the capital.

Liu Wan is in good health, but Zhao Heng is a little weak and has been obsessed with cultivating immortals for the past two years.

Fortunately, after Zhao Wei learned about this, he quickly wrote a letter to Bian Jing, which made Zhao Heng restrain himself. In addition, with the help of medicated food, his physical condition has improved in the past two years.

But even so, his health was far inferior to that of his mother, Queen Liu Wan.

It is more believable to say that Zhao Huan is seriously ill than to say that Li Wan is seriously ill.

Zhao Wei took the letter from Xu Jinzhong and frowned slightly as soon as he touched it.

In the past two years, all the letters coming from Bian Jing City were imperial edicts and golden orders. Later, probably because he found that Zhao Wei was determined to stay in the northwest border, he no longer issued edicts in the past two years. Instead, he wrote letters to him as a father, which naturally included the family letters written to him by Liu Wan.

The couple's topics of conversation were different, but one topic always came up, which was that he was no longer young and should return to Beijing to get engaged and married.

For this reason, when the couple sent letters, they would attach several portraits. The portraits were naturally of the daughters of noble families in the city of Bianjing, for Zhao Wei to choose.

But there were only a few portraits, how could Zhao Wei choose? In those days there were no photos or sketches, so the portraits could not be accurate. Who knew how big the difference was between the real person and the portrait.

Apart from that, he had his own plans, so he had not returned to Tokyo once in the four years since he came to the border.

Thinking about it now, it was a bit unfilial.

In short, the letter paper used to be very thick and there were a lot of them.

But this time it was different. There was very little letter paper, just a thin piece with just a few words on it.

The queen is critically ill, come back quickly!

Zhao Wei frowned and asked, "Is the Queen Mother really seriously ill?"

"Yes." Li Jinzhong bowed and replied.

"Look up at me. I'll ask you again, is my mother really seriously ill?" Zhao Wei said solemnly, "I'm planning to destroy the Dingnan Army and restore peace to the northwest border for decades. If you lie to me, do you know what crime you'll be charged with?"

Li Jinzhong raised his head and looked at the order. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he said seriously, "I dare not deceive Your Highness. The Queen is indeed seriously ill."

It can be seen that Li Jinzhong did not lie.

Of course, it could also be that Li Jinzhong’s acting is so good that he didn’t notice it.

But what if it's true?

On one side is the peaceful war on the northwest border, and on the other side is your own biological mother. How should you choose?
Although Zhao Wei felt that Liu Wan should be fine this time, the saying still applies: it is better to be safe than sorry.

The Dingnan Army can be destroyed later, but if something really happens to Liu Wan, it will be too late to regret.

The cruelest thing in the world is that a child wants to support his parents but they are no longer around.

I have to go back to Beijing, but I can't just leave. I need to make some follow-up arrangements...

Just as he was thinking about it, Li Junxin stood up, saluted and said, "Don't worry, Marshal, we will definitely destroy the Dingnan Army."

Zhao Wei nodded, but did not speak immediately. Instead, he remained silent for a long time.

"Xu Yaban, please go out and wait first."

This period lasted for most of the day.

It was not until the sunset that Zhao Wei came out. Then he left the camp with dozens of Blood-Clothed Guards and border troops and headed straight for the Song Dynasty's capital, Tokyo.

Traveling lightly and with all the necessary documents, Zhao Wei and his party rode at full speed, changing horses along the way. It took them only six days to reach Tokyo City.

Looking at the towering city walls and the people coming and going in front of him, Zhao Wei's face was calm. However, except for a dozen Blood-Clothed Guards who had gone to the northwest with him, the rest of the personal guards who came to Beijing with him all showed shocked expressions.

“Is this Tokyo City?”

As personal guards selected by Zhao Wei from the border troops, most of them came to Bian Jing for the first time. Even if they had just seen the walls of Tokyo, they were shocked. An indescribable emotion surged in their hearts, and they looked ahead with excitement.

Liu Sheng, the captain of the personal guard promoted from the border army, although it was also his first time in Tokyo, he quickly recovered, guarded on the right side of Zhao Wei, and asked softly.

"Marshal, are we going into the city now?"

For Zhao Wei, who had seen modern metropolises, the majestic and magnificent Tokyo City was not enough to shock him. But he also knew that in today's era, Tokyo City was definitely one of the most prosperous cities in the world, and even the word "one of" could be removed.

Because Dongjing is the capital of the current Song Dynasty, it is the center of economy, culture, politics and military, and it is the center that the entire Song Dynasty people, and even foreign ethnic groups, yearn for.

"Enter the city!"

Zhao Wei shouted loudly, waved his whip, and led everyone towards the city gate.

Tokyo, also known as Bianjing, was the capital of the Song Dynasty. Its status did not change until the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty and Zhao Gou established the Southern Song Dynasty.

This place was Bianzhou in the Tang Dynasty, the Eastern Capital in the Later Liang Dynasty, the Eastern Capital in the Later Jin Dynasty, and the Later Han and Later Zhou dynasties also made it their capitals. After the founding of the Northern Song Dynasty, it also made this place its capital. However, after several renovations and reconstructions based on the old city, its scale has far exceeded that of previous dynasties.

Tokyo is divided into three parts: the outer city, the inner city and the imperial city.

The outer city wall is more than fifty miles long and has eleven city gates, three on the south, two on the east and west, and four on the north. In addition, because there are four canals running through it, there are nine water gates. There is a moat outside the city, called the Hulong River, which is more than ten feet wide and willows are planted along the river.

The inner city is located in the middle of Tokyo City, slightly to the northwest. The city wall has a circumference of more than 20 miles and has ten city gates.

The Imperial City, also known as the Palace City, has a circumference of five miles and six gates.

The entire Tokyo has three city walls, four canals, thirty-three bridges, four imperial streets, and more than forty palaces.

Zhao Wei and his companions entered from one of the west gates. Once inside the city, they naturally could not ride fast, so their speed could not be increased. However, they were not slow either, and they quickly passed through the outer city and the inner city and entered the imperial city.

As a general in charge of a border area, Zhao Wei should have met the emperor first after returning to Beijing, but he didn't care about that and went straight to the harem.

"Your Highness? Your Highness, you are finally back."

An old maid came out of the palace and saw Zhao Wei. She was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes and she shouted loudly: "Your Highness is back, Your Highness is back."

Then, Zhao Wei saw Liu Wan hurrying in from the hall, walking briskly, and she didn't look sick at all.

"mother."

When Liu Wan heard the word "Mom" after four years, tears suddenly came to her eyes.

Then, she threw herself into Zhao Wei's arms, crying and punching her son's chest with her little fists: "How could you be so cruel, child? You've been gone for four years. I thought I would never see you again in this life."

It was obvious that his mother had been seriously ill, but she had recovered now.

Zhao Wei admitted his fault very straightforwardly: "It's my son's fault. I am unfilial."

Liu Wan didn't blame her son. She missed him too much after not seeing him for four years. Now that she heard her son admit his mistake, the little emotion in her heart disappeared instantly.

"Who says my son is unfilial? He is the most filial child in the world and a great hero!" Liu Wan shook her head and looked at her son, who was much taller than her and had a darker complexion. She was distressed and said, "He has become thinner and darker."

In fact, Zhao Wei was not thin at all, but rather a lot stronger. He was just the type of person who looked thin when he dressed, but he was actually very strong.

And there is also a kind of thinness in the world called, mother thinks you are thin.

"Mom, I just grew taller, so I look thin. I didn't suffer much in the Northwest. I ate well and slept well. I just missed you." Zhao Wei said with a smile.

Li Wan was both delighted and distressed: "How can we eat well and sleep well in such a bitter and cold place like the northwest border? You just know how to lie to me."

Seeing that Li Wan's mood had eased, the nanny beside her hurriedly said, "Your Highness, His Highness rushed all the way and didn't even take off his armor, and he hurried into the palace. It can be seen that His Highness is thinking about you all the time."

Hearing this, Li Wan hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes, quickly tell the kitchen to prepare the meal."

"Mother, make more. My son's soldiers haven't eaten it yet."

"Okay, okay, my son really loves his soldiers like his own sons. Tell the kitchen to make more and quickly prepare a bathtub so that I can take His Highness to bathe and change clothes..."

For a moment, the palace maids were ordered around in circles.

After Zhao Wei finished bathing and changed into the gorgeous clothes of a young man from a noble family, there were already quite a few more people in the hall.

There was Concubine Yang Shufei, who was like a sister to his mother, and Concubine Li Chenfei, who gave birth to Emperor Renzong of Song, Zhao Zhen. However, Zhao Zhen is not called Zhao Zhen now, but Zhao Shouyi. He is only six years old this year and is also in the bedroom.

In addition to these three people, there are Concubine Shen, Concubine Du De, Concubine Cao, as well as Dai Shunrong and Concubine Xu. I don’t know the last one, but I guess she was selected into the palace in the last four years.

Seeing Zhao Wei coming out, Concubine Yang Shu smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for four years. Wei has become more handsome."

Li Chenfei took over the conversation: "Yes, Sister Liu is so lucky. I really envy her."

"Envy?" Liu Wan glanced at her elegant son and joked, "Ruo Yi'er has been away from home for four years. I wonder if you are still envious."

Now that Liu Wan already had her own son, Zhao Wei, there was naturally no need for her to snatch Zhao Zhen to raise, so the relationship between the two was very close, second only to Concubine Yang Shufei.

Of course, when Zhao Zhen gets older, things will probably be different.

Zhao Wei greeted everyone one by one. When it was the last person's turn, he paused and was about to omit the surname when he heard Liu Wan say, "This is Concubine Chen, who entered the palace last year."

She only entered the palace last year, but she was able to blend into the circle of concubines with titles. It is obvious that her family is very powerful.

While Zhao Wei was thinking about which Chen family in Tokyo this was, he bowed and said, "Meet Aunt Chen."

"My concubine greets His Royal Highness the King of Han." Seeing Chen Cairen, who was about the same age as him, returning the greeting, Zhao Wei couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

What a beast.

Just as I was thinking about it, Zhao Heng walked in from outside.

Without waiting for everyone to salute, he shouted angrily: "King Han, do you admit your guilt?"

When these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned, and Zhao Zhen was so scared that he hid behind Li Chenfei.

It has to be said that Zhao Heng was still quite majestic after being the emperor for so many years.

At least he scared a kid.

"Father, I wonder what crime this subject has committed?"

"Do I need to tell you about your crimes? Just disobeying my orders is enough to make you die forty-six times."

Zhao Wei was stunned for a moment: "Have I disobeyed an imperial order so many times?"

"What do you think?" Zhao Heng snorted and shouted, "Come here, bring this rebellious son away to me."

"Father, please stop making trouble."

"Who's messing with you?"

Zhao Wei sighed and silently extended a finger.

Zhao Heng shook his head.

Zhao Wei extended another finger.

Zhao Heng shook his head again.

Zhao Wei rolled his eyes and held up a third finger, looking like he was swearing.

Zhao Heng continued to shake his head.

Zhao Wei immediately withdrew his hand and said unhappily, "That's all. No, just ask for punishment. A real man should not be afraid of death!"

This time Zhao Heng did not shake his head, but laughed: "You and I, father and son, should not have come to this. My son has been thoughtful and has worked hard for me."

Seeing this, everyone felt relieved, and Liu Wan even asked, "What's the riddle you two are talking about?"

"Don't mind your own business as a man."

Liu Wan: “…”

That was so infuriating.

The key is that I don’t dare to express my anger.

It makes me even angrier when I think about it.

Zhao Heng ignored her and walked to Zhao Wei, whispering, "When will the medicine be ready?"

Zhao Wei thought for a moment and replied, "We need to hunt tigers and collect medicinal herbs. It will take at least a month."

"Don't you have any stock?"

Zhao Wei was speechless: "I am only eighteen, full of vigor and vitality, why would I keep that thing? I did make some medicinal wine, but father, sex should be moderate. After lunch, I will take a look at it and prescribe some medicinal food for you."

After these words were spoken, everyone had no idea what the father and son were talking about.

The women looked as if they were too embarrassed to listen to what I was saying, but they were actually very happy in their hearts.

After all, in this harem, having children is necessary to ensure security in old age.

Even a girl is better than no child at all.

"Stinky boy, why are you talking so loudly?!" Zhao Heng's face turned red, and he suddenly said, "By the way, you are eighteen years old, it's time to get married. Your mother and I have sent you so many picture albums in the past two years, but you didn't like any of them?"

"Father, I am only eighteen, not twenty-eight."

"Hmph, in a few days, let your mother host a flower-viewing banquet, and you must attend."

The so-called flower-viewing banquet is actually a large-scale blind date event. Of course, he will not be the only participant, but all the second-generation men and women of appropriate age in Tokyo will be invited to participate.

To some extent, it can also be regarded as a business exchange meeting.

"Let's talk about it later. I'm hungry. Let's eat first."

After dinner, Zhao Wei gave the emperor father acupuncture and massaged his body, prescribed some medicine, and also examined several concubines in the harem. Then, he diagnosed a happy event.

Concubine Li Chen is pregnant.

The addition of another heir to the royal family is naturally a cause for joy.

As soon as Zhao Heng was happy, Zhao Zhen was promoted from Prince of a County to Prince of Shou, and was given the name Zhen.

The others were naturally happy too, but their happiness was mixed with a bit of jealousy, especially Liu Wan, who even had a hint of cruelty flashing in her eyes.

Zhao Wei naturally noticed it, so when everyone left and only the mother and son were left in the palace, he said, "Mom, they can't threaten me, and the Concubine Chen should be pregnant with a girl."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything." Liu Wan smiled and suddenly asked, "Tell me, is it possible for your teacher to return to Tokyo?"

Zhao Wei shook his head: "Teacher was banished from the capital last year, and the possibility of returning is very small. Besides, my father's health has improved greatly now. He will not be willing to see me gain power in the court."

No emperor could tolerate someone threatening his position, even if that person was his own son. Of course, except for him who had been an emperor. For Zhao Wei, the throne was actually a cage.

If he did not want to take back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, change the weak Song Dynasty in this world, and avoid the humiliation of the Jingkang Incident, he would not be willing to fight for the throne.

"If your teacher doesn't return to Beijing, you won't have any help in the court and it will be difficult for you to handle it alone." Liu Wan said worriedly.

Zhao Wei objected: "Mother, I have the support of the generals."

"What kind of support are they?" Liu Wan was obviously disdainful of the military attaché group and sighed: "Alas, if I had known earlier, I would not have let you worship Ke Zheng as your master."

Ke Zheng was a straight-forward person and had offended many people. Although he hired people regardless of qualifications and promoted many talented people, many of whom entered the court, since they caught Ke Zheng's eye, they were naturally not the type to be liked, so they were either demoted to local positions or turned to other people. After all, when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. In any case, there were not many people who could speak highly of themselves in the court nowadays.

"The teacher is very good."

"I know Ke Zheng is good, but..."

Zhao Wei interrupted, "Mother, my reputation is already very big now. Even I know in the northwest border that people inside and outside the court are saying that I am the Huo Qubing of the modern dynasty."

"What's wrong with that?" Liu Wan looked puzzled. She could hear that her son was unhappy about this.

"If I were just an ordinary soldier, it would be a good thing to be praised as the Huo Qubing of the present dynasty, and I would be proud of it. But I am a prince. If you were my father, what would you think?"

Liu Wan was silent.

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. I may have to be a bit of a jerk in the next period of time, otherwise..." Zhao Wei paused and said with a little contempt: "Father is worried about me."

As an emperor, Zhao Heng was just barely adequate in his early years, but in his later years... I can only say, those who understand will understand.

If things had gone normally, his father would only have six years left to live, a perfect old age.

Of course, he himself was an accident, but at most he could only allow Zhao Heng to live a few more years.

After all, some diseases cannot be cured by medicine.

Also, physical damage cannot be completely restored by medication.

Liu Wan was shocked. "Well, the protruding rafters rot first. We really need to be careful. But my son is wronged."

Liu Wan sighed and continued, "However, you cannot be without help in the court. If it is inconvenient for you to come forward, let me contact you, and your father will not notice it."

"Mom, there's no need to take risks. I have plans."

"Well, as long as you have the arrangements."

As soon as Zhao Wei saw Liu Wan's expression, he knew that she had not given up, but he didn't say anything else. Anyway, he would take care of everything.

Afterwards, after accompanying Liu Wan in the palace for a few days, Zhao Wei also returned to his own palace.

After all, he is already an adult of eighteen years old, and staying in the harem for a long time will easily cause criticism.

As a result, as soon as he stepped into the palace, he received an imperial edict from the palace.

Two servings.

One was an imperial edict allowing him to participate in politics.

The other was an imperial edict allowing him to attend a flower-viewing banquet.

(End of this chapter)