activa-t Chapter 324: Fooling the Little Emperor
Chapter 324: Fooling the Little Emperor
There was a very special fragrance in the bedroom, but when Zhao Honglan thought that the owner of this bedroom was only an eleven-year-old child, he felt that the fragrance did not match the owner of the bedroom at all.
This scent is suitable for adults who are mature, steady and dignified.
Thinking of this, he suddenly understood that this fragrance was suitable for a true emperor who held power.
There are not many palace servants in the bedroom.
There were two eunuchs guarding the outermost door of the bedroom. After Zhao Honglan bypassed the guards, he entered the bedroom with almost no effort.
The junction between the outer room of the bedroom and the middle room where official business was handled was guarded by four palace maids and four eunuchs, but the junction with the inner room where one sleeps was not guarded by anyone.
Zhao Honglan squatted on the beam and carefully moved to the top of the dragon bed in the inner room.
Through the curtains, he could vaguely see the figure of a boy about ten years old sitting on the bed with his hands on his knees, in a self-protective posture.
Although the palace servants outside did not dare to be perfunctory in guarding such a fallen little emperor, they would not be too dedicated in keeping watch tonight.
In the early years, some people surrendered to the little emperor, thinking that if the little emperor finally took back power, those of them who had surrendered to him and helped him when he was down and out would also be able to rise to power overnight.
Unfortunately, those people were buried alive with the little emperor.
Later, as Cai Yong stayed in power for longer and longer periods of time, it became even less likely that people in the palace would gamble on that unlikely possibility.
But after all, the other party is the emperor, and the people in the palace are all shrewd people and will not do anything extreme.
You should serve when you are supposed to serve, and be lazy when you can.
And keeping vigil is a great time to be lazy.
The little emperor lay obediently on the bed, not saying a word or making any noise. They didn't care even if the people who were supposed to be guarding the inner room were kicked out.
Anyway, to get out to the emperor, one had to pass by the place where they were guarding. In this place a little bit outside, it was convenient for them to relax, find a chair or stool to sit down and take a nap.
Zhao Honglan glanced at the palace servants who had found their places to take a nap, and took out a few taels of silver from his pocket. Then he used a dagger to cut the silver into smaller pieces, making it exactly eight parts.
He flicked his fingers, and eight pieces of silver flew towards the sleeping places of the eight palace servants.
After hitting the opponent's sleeping point, the broken silver did not fall to the ground, but fell on their bodies very steadily, so it did not make any sound that could be heard by the guards in the palace.
Zhao Honglan listened carefully and found that all eight palace servants were sleeping unconscious.
He took out two copper coins and threw them at the little emperor on the bed.
One of them presses the acupoint to prevent the opponent from moving, and the other presses the mute point to prevent the opponent from speaking.
After doing all this, he still waited on the beam for a while, and only came down from the beam after making sure there was no other movement.
On the bed, the little emperor suddenly felt something hit him, and then he found that he could not move.
He was extremely frightened and subconsciously wanted to call for help, but he couldn't open his mouth and no sound came out of his throat.
The most he could do was to increase the volume of his breathing as he watched a figure suddenly appear in the inner room of his bedroom and now move towards the bed.
Despair showed on his face.
Am I going to die of illness?
When Zhao Honglan lifted the bed curtain, what he saw was the little emperor with a desperate look on his face.
He touched his nose and thought, am I that scary?
He stared into the little emperor's eyes and found that in addition to despair, there was also a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.
Very good, as long as you are unwilling to give up.
Although General Lei's men told him that they had observed the little emperor and believed that the little emperor was unwilling to die like this and would seize the remaining chance to survive.
But hearing others say it is never as reassuring as seeing it with your own eyes.
Zhao Honglan was wearing a mask to cover his disguised face. He bent down and looked at the little emperor through the two eye holes of the mask. He asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Do you want to live?"
The little emperor was stunned at first, then blinked wildly, trying to convey his desire to survive to Zhao Honglan.
He wanted to live. He didn't care whether he became an emperor or not. He was a member of the royal family and lived a rich and worry-free life.
As a result, two years ago, Cai Yong chose him to be the emperor.
The Queen Mother issued an imperial decree to allow him to enter the palace and raise him for a month, and then he became the Queen Mother's son, pushed into this position where he would not live past the age of twelve.
The two did not communicate much. After Zhao Honglan was sure that the little emperor wanted to live and regarded him as a life-saving straw, he took out a health-preserving pill that he had taken from the Lord of West Island and stuffed it into the little emperor's mouth.
He said, "Poison. You must take one pill every five days. Otherwise, you will bleed from all seven orifices, and then die after enduring the most intense pain for an hour."
Seeing the fear in the little emperor's eyes, he felt a little reluctant, but he continued: "I don't mean anything else, just to add a layer of protection for myself. You also know how much risk I am taking. As long as nothing happens to me, you won't be poisoned to death. I will give you the antidote after the matter is done."
The little emperor blinked, and although there was still fear in his eyes, a glimmer of hope also ignited in his eyes.
Zhao Honglan did not give him much instructions on what to do, nor did he plan to assign any tasks to the little emperor this time. His main purpose of coming this time was to meet the little emperor and see what kind of person he was.
Now that his goal has been achieved, he doesn't plan to stay any longer.
Just as he turned around, in order to deepen the little emperor's trust in him and the little emperor's idea of regarding him as his hope of survival, he approached the little emperor again and stuffed another pill into the little emperor's mouth.
"This is for health." He said, "You can feel it too. Your energy and strength are not as good as before. You get tired easily."
When Zhao Honglan saw the little emperor suddenly open his eyes wide, he knew he was right.
People who practice martial arts fight and kill all year round, so they can judge some of the most basic physical conditions of ordinary people.
The little emperor has been in anxiety for a long time and is under great mental pressure. It is common for him to stay awake late at night and sit in bed with his knees hugged in a daze.
As a result, the little emperor would naturally have health problems.
Coupled with Zhao Honglan's judgment on his physical condition, he was naturally 90% sure that the little emperor would have the situation he described.
After the little emperor obediently squatted down to take the pill, Zhao Honglan stood up again and said, "Live well, if you can, you can smell less of the fragrance in your bedroom."
Having said that, the young emperor, who had been a member of the royal family since childhood and had spent two years in the palace, would naturally fill in the blanks in his mind about what Zhao Honglan had not made clear.