Chapter 28: Crime of Deceiving the King
Seeing Qingji's sincere expression, Ji Zha was deeply moved, but he still pretended to be depressed and sighed: "Your Majesty, I am afraid I cannot repay your kindness."
"Your Majesty, I am running out of time. I have something to ask for your approval..."
"Uncle, please feel free to speak."
"Finally, I would like to return to my fiefdom Yanling. Please grant my wish, Your Majesty."
Hearing this, Qingji was stunned for a moment, and a gleam of light flashed unconsciously in his eyes!
When Ji Zha was dying, the only request he made to Qingji was to return his fiefdom Yanling to him. Why was that?
You know, the ancients attached great importance to the leaves returning to their roots and the souls returning to their homeland!
Dying in a foreign land is considered a very unlucky thing by the world.
Ji Zha, like Qingji, was a native of Wudu and his ancestral home was Meili.
Even if Ji Zha was to be buried, he should be buried in Wudu, not Yanling!
Now that Ji Zha made such a request, Qingji thought that the only explanation was that he wanted to stay away from Wudu, retire to the countryside and not care about worldly affairs.
"Uncle, since this is your request, I will comply with it."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your help."
Just when Ji Zha was secretly relieved, unexpectedly, Qingji said again: "There is no rush for your uncle to return to Yanling. Please let me take care of your uncle's daily life in the next few days to show my love for him!"
"ah?"
Ji Zha was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, this is absolutely not possible! Your Majesty is worth a million gold and has a myriad of affairs to attend to every day..."
"Uncle, there is no need to say more. I have made up my mind."
Qingji immediately stood up and interrupted Jizha!
Ji Zha was frightened by Qingji's appearance .
Soon, Feiyan walked into the house carrying a bowl of medicine.
"Your Majesty, I have to serve my father medicine. Please step aside for the moment."
Feiyan lowered her head and spoke to Qingji in a pleasing manner.
"Uncle is drinking medicine, why should I avoid it?"
Qingji was a little confused.
At this time, Ji Zha, who was lying on the sickbed, said: "The way I take medicine is really not elegant. The fewer people who see it, the better. From beginning to end, Feiyan will serve me to take medicine. Please step aside for the time being!"
"good."
Qingji was confused by Jizha's words and actions.
But he still left the house on his own and waited in the yard!
Qingji was secretly suspicious.
When a person takes medicine, does he need others to stay away?
Qingji didn't really believe this kind of thing.
Even though the posture of drinking medicine is not very elegant, there is no need for Ji Zha to be so fussy, right?
Even if Ji Zha was a gentleman with ancient heritage, he could not do so.
Qingji knew that Ji Zha was pretending to be sick, but he had no evidence and didn't know where to start.
After a while, Feiyan came out holding an empty pottery bowl!
"Aunt, please stop."
Qingji stepped forward and called out to Feiyan.
"What is the matter, my king?"
"Aunt, this is the prescription the doctor wrote for my great-uncle. Could you please let me take a look at it?"
"this……"
A look of panic suddenly appeared on Feiyan's face.
Qingji chuckled and said, " Is it possible that the prescription is inconvenient for me to see? Or, is my uncle pretending to be sick, and you dare not show it to me, little aunt?"
Malingering!
For Qingji, it was a deception, and Ji Zha was guilty of deceiving the emperor.
But, this matter can be big or small!
If Qingji had not pursued the matter, Ji Zha would have been completely safe.
If Qingji pursues the matter to the end, Ji Zha's entire family may not escape death!
Feiyan was so frightened by Qingji's "threat" that her face turned pale. She kept saying, "Your Majesty, it's convenient! It's convenient! I'll go get the prescription right away!"
"I will go with you."
Qingji immediately stepped forward and followed Feiyan to a room on the side, got the prescription, and asked an imperial physician to check it. He found that the herbs listed on the prescription were indeed used to treat the disease.
This made Qingji feel a little puzzled!
Based on Qingji's understanding of Ji Zha, the latter attached great importance to health preservation.
Ji Zha tried his best to keep a calm attitude towards everything, smile often, and exercise regularly, so he is still strong even in his old age!
Qingji vaguely remembered that Ji Zha in history was a very long-lived man, living to be over ninety years old, and outlived several generations of kings of the Wu State!
How could such an evergreen tree, a centenarian, suddenly lose thirty years of its lifespan?
Even if his family encountered a sudden change, Ji Zha should have been able to take it easy.
Puzzled, Qingji returned to the room where Ji Zha was. The smell of medicinal residues hit his nose again !
Qingji sat upright on the edge of the bed, his eyes wandering from time to time as he looked at the various furnishings in the room.
Among them, a large urn placed on the side of the bed caught Qingji's attention!
This large urn is equivalent to a urinal, allowing people with limited mobility to urinate and defecate in it.
Similar to a modern toilet!
Qingji believed that Ji Zha was well aware of the fact that all medicines are poisonous. How could Ji Zha, who paid great attention to health preservation, take medicine without authorization when he was not sick ?
Even if he was not sick, Ji Zha could make him sick by himself!
Qingji glanced at Ji Zha who was still sleeping on the bed, then stood up and tiptoed towards the big jar.
In order to verify his inner guess, Qingji planned to take the lid of the big jar and take a look, or even get closer to smell it...
It might be a little disgusting, but Qingji thinks it’s worth it!
If he can't even do such a small thing, how can Qingji achieve his own hegemony in this world of great contention?
Besides, Ji Zha was a gentleman with ancient customs and a slight obsession with mysophobia. How could he tolerate sleeping with excrement?
After thinking for a while, Qingji looked at Ji Zha who was still sleeping soundly, and finally opened the lid of the big jar.
A strong smell of medicine hit me in the face!
Qingji stepped forward, stretched out a finger into the large jar, dipped it in the shiny black unknown liquid, and sniffed it with the tip of his nose.
It really tastes like medicinal soup!
"Uncle, you deceived me so much."
When Ji Zha woke up, he saw Qingji sitting next to him with a bitter smile.
The lid of the large jar on the side had been placed aside, and Ji Zha immediately knew that his pretense of illness had been exposed!
"Your Majesty, I really have no interest in the court, and no interest in the troubles of the world."
"Please allow me to retire and return home, considering my old age and my years of hard work for the Wu Kingdom!"
At this point, Ji Zha could only sigh and ask Qingji to let him go.
But how could Qingji agree?
"Uncle, I don't want to make things difficult for you. However, the world is now a time of great contention. The strong will become stronger, and the weak will perish!"
"Wu is still a weak country. Now it is in civil strife. Ji Guang has established his own regime and colluded with Chu and Yue to attack Wu. His intention to destroy us is unyielding!"
Qingji beat his chest and said in great sorrow: "Uncle, in this situation, how could you bear to abandon me and the State of Wu? The State of Wu can live without Qingji, but it cannot live without you, Jizha!"
