The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 812: Lu Guinian

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Royal study room.

When Zhong Zhiheng returned to the imperial study, it was already dark and he felt extremely tired. Unexpectedly, the Ministry of Internal Affairs came to report to him again about the funeral of the Queen Mother. He listened patiently to the report and asked Zhao Ruhai to go. The harem announced that Concubine Shu would work with the Sixth Palace. The Imperial Concubine and the Queen Mother passed away one after another. There had to be someone in charge of the harem, and the person with the most suitable position and qualifications was definitely Concubine Shu.

After explaining these things, Zhong Zhiheng sent someone to call Jiang Boren into the palace.

"When Empress Zhenxian was pregnant, the previous imperial physician Lu Guinian was the one who took care of Empress Zhenxian's body. Now go and check this Lu Guinian for me." Zhong Zhiheng ordered in a deep voice.

Jiang Bairen hesitated and said: "Long live the Lord, I heard that Dr. Lu died of illness more than 20 years ago."

What Jiang Boren said is right. After Empress Zhenxian passed away, Lu Guinian retired and returned to his hometown. He died of illness at home within a few years. Zhong Zhiheng also gave him a burial fee at the time, but now that he thinks about it, Zhong Zhiheng thinks more and more. I feel strange, why did Lu Guinian not become the head of the Imperial Hospital of Haohao'er, but decided to retire and return to his hometown when he was at his most prosperous? Why did Lu Guinian, who had always been in good health, die just a few years after resigning from office? He had never thought about this before, but now that he thought about it, he was covered in cold sweat.

"Go and find out for me who he knew during his lifetime, who he made friends with, who he was acquainted with in the capital, and who are some suspicious people among his relatives and friends. Go and find out for me!" Zhong Zhiheng gritted his teeth and said.

"Yes, I obey the order." Jiang Bairen was so busy that he bowed to accept the order, and then withdrew.

What the Empress Dowager said before she died seemed to be a sharp knife that stabbed into Zhong Zhiheng's heart, hitting the place he had been least willing to touch for many years. Then he felt the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and his whole body was cold.

If the Queen Mother is right, then...

Zhong Zhiheng didn’t dare to think about it. He was so busy that he reached out to pick up the tea cup on the dragon table and drank all the herbal tea in it. He must have been drinking too anxiously. Before he could put down the tea cup, he He kept coughing, and the tea he spurted wet the front of his bright yellow dragon robe.

"Long live Lord, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Ruhai heard the commotion outside and was so busy holding up the curtain to come in. As soon as he saw this posture, he hurriedly took the handkerchief to wipe Zhong Zhiheng's body and said hurriedly, " It’s all my fault. I’m going to make a new cup of tea for you.”

Zhong Zhiheng pushed Zhao Ruhai away with some irritation, then hurried to the back of the dragon case, took out a brush from the pen holder, and started writing on the paper.

"Long live the Lord, please drink some tea to moisten your throat. You must be exhausted this day." Zhao Ruhai came in with the newly brewed tea and happened to watch Zhong Zhiheng put down the brush in his hand.

"Ruhai, tell the guards to come over." Zhong Zhiheng lowered his head and put the autographed letter into the envelope, sealing it with wax himself. Seeing Zhao Ruhai bowing and retreating, Zhong Zhiheng suddenly stopped him, " No need, just tell Ma Zhiming to come see me."

"Yes, I obey." Zhao Ruhai was so busy that he bowed and retreated.

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"My subordinates have met Long Live Lord, and I sincerely wish my emperor peace!" Ma Zhiming hurried to the imperial study and was so busy that he bowed to Zhong Zhiheng.

"Zhiming, I want you to go to Ninggu Pagoda in person," Zhong Zhiheng said slowly. As he walked out from behind the Long Case, he handed the letter to Ma Zhiming, "The Queen Mother died. As Prince An, The emperor’s eldest grandson must not miss the funeral. I don’t feel at ease if others go there. Only if you go in person can I feel at ease.”

"But Long Live Lord, it will take at least three months to get from the capital to Ninggu Pagoda. And my subordinates heard that Prince An's legs and feet are difficult to move, so it may be slower, I'm afraid..." Ma Zhiming looked embarrassed, "I'm afraid I won't be able to make it to the Queen Mother's funeral."

According to the ancestral system of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Queen Mother passed away and remained inactive for eighty-eight days.