Chapter 220 Sand Dune Change 2

Sadly, the USB flash drive was lost last night. What's more tragic is that the manuscript was in it, so I had to rewrite it today.

The bronze lamp is burning quietly. In addition to the occasional 'sneer' sound when the oil drops fall, the hall is quiet and terrible.

The West Palace was built in the period of Zhao Liehou, which was the old palace of the State of Zhao. Later, the East Palace was built on the basis of the old palace as the bedroom of the king of Zhao. After the Lord's meditation, he moved into the West Palace and ceded the East Palace to Zhao Wang He. It's just that the West Palace has been built for a long time and has not been repaired for years, and the master does not like luxury, so it has never been repaired.

So every time at dusk, the hall is extremely dark, and it must be lit to light the palace.

When it was time to hold the lamp, the eunuch in charge of taking care of the bronze lamps gently walked into the hall and gently stirred the wick so that the oil wick would not be extinguished.

During the whole process, his movements were extremely gentle, and he did not make a sound at all. Seeing it, he knew that he was a person who was familiar with this matter and had been a deacon for many years. Seeing that the originally dim oil lamp lit up again, the eunuch's face showed a trace of relaxation. He smiled and was ready to turn around and leave, but was stopped by the voice behind him.

"What time is it?" The deep voice sounded slowly. Zhao Yong sat up from **, rubbed his drowsy head with his hand, and asked.

"Replied to the master, it has just passed the moment." The eunuch had been in the palace for a long time. He knew that his father was very easy-going to his servants, so he was not panicked, but just bowed and replied calmly.

"How long did I sleep?"

"Master, you have fallen asleep after lunch. It's about two o'clock, and now it's almost two hours."

Zhao Yong nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "You go down first."

"No." The eunuch bowed to take the order and respectfully walked out of the door. Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something and said, "Lord, I just heard that the king has returned to the palace, and I guess he will come to visit you in a while."

Zhao Yong said 'Uh-huh' and didn't say much, but just let him leave. The expression seems to be a little sluggish, far less energetic than usual.

In fact, he is not in good spirits, or even very bad. Since the return of the Southern Tour, Zhao Yong's body has been slightly uncomfortable. He just said that he was a little tired and didn't pay attention to it. Yesterday, I went hunting in the southern suburbs with great interest, but I didn't expect that I would feel dizzy as soon as I returned to the palace this morning. It is said that the medical craftsman came into the palace to check that it was a wind and evil. However, it's not a big deal. I just opened a relatively gentle prescription, and then told the master to rest more.

After taking the medicine, Zhao Yong's body was also a little hairy. He just wanted to rest on the bed, but he was drowsy and slept for so long.

He didn't drink water all afternoon. Zhao Yong couldn't help feeling a little dry. He wanted to pick up the tea cup to quench his thirst, but when he stood up, he was dizzy and almost unsteady. Zhao Yong couldn't help but be stunned, thinking about when his body had become so weak. You should know that he had almost never been sick in the past few decades, let alone lack of energy today.

This inevitably makes Zhao Yong feel a trace of melancholy in his heart. Is it possible that you are really old?

Sitting by the bed, I was thinking about it. Suddenly, I heard a burst of footsteps outside the door, and immediately I heard Zhao Xin asking the eunuch outside the door in a low voice; "Is the master still sleeping?"

"Come in." Zhao Yong raised his voice and said.

Zhao Xin pushed the door and entered. When he saw the master, he saluted and said, "Master, are you feeling better?"

"It's okay. It's much better to sleep." The master nodded casually and asked, "What are you looking for me for?"

Zhao Xin bowed and said, "The king has just returned to the palace. I heard that you are not feeling well, so I came to say good regards. Now he is outside the door, and I'm afraid of disturbing your sleep, so I asked the last general to see if you are awake."

"He'er is here." Zhao Yong nodded and said, "Let him in."

"No." Zhao Xin answered the order and turned around and left. Except for the door to the right for less than a while, Zhao He was standing there at the corner.

"Your Majesty." Zhao Xin bowed his hand and saluted.

Zhao He smiled at him, said hello, and then asked, "Is your father awake?"

"The master just woke up and knew that the king was very happy to come, so he asked the last general to call you."

Zhao He nodded happily and took a few steps forward to leave. He remembered something and turned to look at Zhao Xin with a sad face and said, "My father's condition is very important. What did the craftsman say?"

Zhao Xin smiled and said, "The king doesn't have to worry so much. The master father has always been strong and healthy. This time, it's just an occasional cold. At noon, the craftsman's doctor has seen it and said it's okay. I opened another prescription and took the medicine for my father. The father slept all afternoon and thought it was almost better.

Zhao He was relieved and nodded, "That's good. Then I'll bother you to take care of your father for me."

Zhao He arched his hand with a smile and said, "The king's words are serious. This is the responsibility of the minister, and how can he say 'thank you'?

Zhao He smiled and nodded, so he didn't say much, but just walked straight into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Zhao Yongzheng stood by the window with his back and looked out of the window. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhao He bowed and saluted, "Father, the child came to see you."

Zhao Yong still looked at him in a distraction and came to his senses after a while. He turned around and looked at Zhao He and reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said, "He Er, you're here."

Zhao He said, "Today's Feicheng Spring Festival, I thought it was not too far away, so I didn't let my uncle replace me. I went there myself. After all, natural disasters have been frequent in the past year, and I think it seems more sincere for me to go to worship in person.

Zhao Yong nodded with a satisfied smile on his face and said, "I am very gratified that you can always work hard and love the people. Remember, since you are the king of Zhao, you must not be greedy for pleasure. You also carry the thousands of miles of territory and four million people on your shoulders. With such a heavy burden on your shoulders, you must always be a deacon, put the country first in everything, and keep in mind the way of being a king. You can't slack off for a moment, but you know?"

When he said this, Zhao Yong looked solemn and majestic. Zhao He hurriedly answered, "The child remembers the teachings of his father, and it will not damage the reputation of his father and his ancestors."

Seeing that the Lord's expression was a little wrong, he couldn't help but feel a little worried, so he asked, "Father, how is your health? When I went back to the palace, I heard from Yu Xian that you were infected with the wind and cold, and I couldn't rest assured, so I was in a hurry to come.

Zhao Yong shook his head and said, "It's nothing serious. Your father's body has always been strong, and his body is not so delicate. This little cold can't defeat me. You don't have to worry too much. It's not a problem.

Zhao He nodded, still worried, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Although my father is strong, it's better to be cautious. Recently, the humidity has been heavy, and the temperature and warmth of day and night have also changed greatly. Since my father is slightly sick, it is better to go out less. It is better to rest in the palace for a while, and my children and ministers are also more filial.

When Zhao He said this, he looked carefully at the master's face. If he saw that he was unhappy, he would shut up immediately. You should know that the master father has always acted decisively and does not like others to dictate his behavior, even his own son. Therefore, Zhao He hesitated to say this again and again, but he was a little surprised to see that the master did not get angry, but nodded slightly.

Zhao Yong looked out of the window again. After a long time, Zhao He stood behind him and spoke, quietly accompanying his father, but he was a little confused. Looking at his father's tall figure, a strange feeling suddenly surged in Zhao He's heart, an unprecedented feeling.

"Come out for a walk with me. I've been sleeping all afternoon and my chest is a little tight." Zhao Yong grabbed the cloak ship and asked Zhao He.

"Good father."

The two walked out of the palace door. Zhao Yong waved his hand and motioned Zhao Xin and others not to follow. He and Zhao He walked out of the West Palace together and went to the garden.

Although it is late, there is still a little afterglow in the sky. There is no torch in the garden, but it can be seen clearly. Zhao Yong was in front, and Zhao He was slightly behind. The two of them walked one after the other, and said something about the past with a smile.

Zhao Yong, who passed by a corner, suddenly stopped, turned around with a smile and asked Zhao He, "He Er, do you remember this place?"