bookcurios Chapter 229 Happy Birthday
Chapter 229 Happy Birthday
Zhao Fangyu looked at Zhou Qinghe with eyes as bright as a puppy, and couldn't help but think of his glorious deeds of slapping the censor in Wende Hall for her and beating the third prince with a knife after court.
No matter how you look at him, he seems to be a ruthless person, but who would have thought that his appearance when he returned home would make Zhao Fangyu hallucinate like a puppy.
All that's missing is a tail that will become a propeller.
Taking the crumpled cotton cloth from his hand, Zhao Fangyu asked him to turn around.
"No need to twist it. I'll dry it in the sun after a while. It's not cold now."
Zhao Fangyu had nothing to do, and Zhou Qinghe had helped her a lot, so it wasn't a big deal for her to give something in return.
It was just twisting her hair, and she wasn't so weak that she couldn't move.
"Don't be afraid. The Ministry of Justice has already found out something about the assassination that day."
In fact, we found more than just one.
The arrows were taken to the craftsmen of the Ministry of Works for study for several days, and they finally discovered that the people who made the arrows were definitely from the army.
The arrows used by the army are slightly different from those used by the common people. The arrows used by the army are all cast in copper molds and then polished one by one by specialized craftsmen.
The mold for making the arrows is exactly the same as the one in the army, and even the craftsmanship of the craftsmen is almost the same, but the iron used to make the arrows is different from that in the Daliang army.
Zhou Qinghe couldn't say much. Xuanbi was not there at the moment, so there was no guarantee that someone wouldn't eavesdrop.
He suspected that the third brother had found an iron mine and was secretly smelting steel!
Zhao Fangyu noticed that Zhou Qinghe hadn't spoken yet, but now was not the time to speak, so he changed the subject.
"That's good. I was also scared that day. I don't know how Concubine Dan in the palace is doing. If I scare her again, it will be a big sin."
Zhou Qinghe snorted twice: "Dan Fei is seriously ill. She was just suffering from a cold at first. She is still not well after being nursed. Even Ni'er has to be taken care of by father."
Zhao Fangyu's eyes flashed. He only knew before that the emperor liked Ni'er, his late-born son. He never thought that he liked him to such an extent that Ni'er even moved into the emperor's bedroom where the eldest prince had never lived.
Zhao Fangyu remained calm, but once he was sure that Concubine Dan was safe, he no longer worried about the rest.
"Come to think of it, it seems that you rarely wear red?"
Zhao Fangyu had been watching Zhou Qinghe since he came out. Zhou Qinghe was dressed in red jade and had a face as handsome as a jade. He was indeed very handsome.
But Zhou Qinghe himself was good-looking, and no matter what color he wore, he looked handsome. We were used to seeing him in black, but now he was wearing red, which made him look more lively.
It seems to have a strong vitality.
Zhou Qinghe thought about it and gave a simple answer: "Black is dirty and can't be seen."
He had been hanging out outside since he was a kid, and it was very easy to tell when he wore light-colored clothes. Later on, he gradually began to like wearing dark-colored clothes.
I only change it when I need to pretend.
Zhao Fangyu didn't expect this answer, and even stopped the cotton cloth in his hand. He just changed a new one: "I heard that you slapped the censor in Wende Hall and kicked the third brother after the court?"
Zhao Fangyu was also trying to make small talk. She suddenly didn't know what to say. Xuanbi was not around, so she couldn't talk about serious matters. She could only chat...
Zhao Fangyu thought about it and realized that she seemed to rarely chat with Zhou Qinghe.
When it comes to this topic, Zhou Qinghe was silent for a while, and even his voice was muffled: "That censor is nonsense, a dog can't spit out ivory, and can't say anything good."
"All those censors have different brains. That bastard spoke wildly and accused me of disobeying the law after I slapped him. If the censor's order hadn't been issued quickly, he would have wanted to be killed and his name would have gone down in history!"
Zhao Fangyu was surprised. In her impression, the censors were all a bunch of hot-blooded idiots. She didn't expect there was a bad apple mixed in the egg.
"How is the Imperial Censor now?"
Zhou Qinghe was much more proud now: "Of course I beat them into submission. You cowards, are you looking at me to see if I have any good character?"
If his wife was verbally humiliated in front of him, he would not be afraid even if he had to fight with the other person with a knife, let alone a beating.
"That censor is a fool who seeks fame and reputation. Normally, everyone in the Censorate despises him. This is a good opportunity to let him go home and retire. He doesn't have to serve as an official in the court anymore."
Zhao Fangyu has always been like this: "He is so confused, and he wants to follow the example of the previous imperial censors who gave bloody warnings to His Majesty. He really doesn't know what he is talking about."
"What about the third prince?"
Zhou Qinghe touched his nose subtly. There was nothing to explain about this. The person was imprisoned in his own home, and he rushed up to beat him up. However, he was also imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice and was beaten with a stick. It was not a loss.
Outsiders may not know, but Zhou Qinghe knows that this group of people are the ones that the Third Prince sent to the villa to look for Zhao Fanglan.
This group of people didn't find Zhao Fanglan. I don't know what the third brother was thinking. He lost his mind and actually came up with the stupid idea of sending these people to assassinate Zhao Fangyu.
Zhou Qinghe mumbled a few words, but Zhao Fangyu didn't hear clearly. Before she could ask again, she heard Zhou Qinghe reply, "How is your injury? Does your head still hurt?"
Zhao Fangyu knew that he had just changed the subject, so he continued, "It's almost done. It will be fine once the blood scab on the head falls off."
For some reason, Zhao Fangyu's body healed slower than normal people's wounds. Zhao Fangyu decided to take good care of himself in the future to avoid having to lie down for half a month if he got hit again.
If she were in good health now, she would definitely go to the palace to petition in person. At that time, Zhou Qinghe would live in the Ministry of Justice, and she would sit in the lobby of the Zongzheng Temple.
Don't even think about running away.
Zhao Fangyu can now walk normally, just like usual, but the imperial physician prescribed a lot of health-preserving medicines for him, which made him feel sleepy every day.
Soon Zhou Qinghe's hair was dry, and when he stood up, he was still a little reluctant.
While waiting for others to set up the banquet, Zhou Qinghe took out a "Nothing to Do" card from his pocket.
"I've been in jail these days and haven't had the chance to prepare anything good. I carved this myself."
Zhou Qinghe didn't have much silver, and his carving skills were not very proficient. It was really difficult to prepare in the prison this time, so he could only carve a "Nothing to Do" plaque himself.
He also thought about hairpins, but he thought that it was somewhat inappropriate for Zhao Fangyu to wear a wooden hairpin given her appearance.
So he carved this "No Trouble" plaque, praying that Zhao Fangyu would be safe and worry-free when traveling in the future.
"When the time comes, add two incense balls and hang them on the carriage."
Thinking that it was a bit strange to have only one piece hanging on the carriage, he said, "Wait for me to carve a few more and hang them on all four corners."
Zhao Fangyu held the "Nothing to Do" sign and looked at it for a long time.
The carving is not of much importance, but what is carved is related to her, and it represents her usual appearance of listening to the wind under the eaves.
Every corner is polished to be round and smooth, and even the carved areas are carefully polished so as not to cut your hands at all.
Even the hair is carefully carved out...
"You don't have to hang it on the carriage, hang it by my bed."
Zhao Fangyu personally found the incense ball and hung the "Nothing to Worry" sign in a corner in front of Zhou Qinghe.
The autumn wind outside the window was like a stream of silk, and the room was filled with fragrance. Zhao Fangyu walked slowly towards Zhou Qinghe with a smile in his eyes: "Thank you, Your Majesty. I like it very much."