"Yes! I like it too!" Ye Junqing suddenly said loudly.
"But the prince just..." Ting Yue looked at Ye Junqing in shock.
"I just said something wrong! Can you correct me now?" Ye Junqing looked towards the inner room as he spoke. During this period of getting along, Ye Junqing had already figured out Yao Mowan's temper.
Donkeys can only be stroked by their fur.
"Tingyue, go prepare the dinner table for Prince Su again." When Ye Jun finished his words, a cool voice came from the inner room.
The next day, when Ye Junqing brought Juechen in front of him, Yao Mowan regretted it a little. Juechen, whose eyes were blue after being beaten, did not look like a fairy who had emerged from the world.
Even so, Yao Mowan still kept Juechen in Guanju Palace for the entire night.
In the imperial study room, Ye Hongyi stared at Qinglong in front of the case.
"No news yet?"
"Reporting to the emperor, my subordinates secretly sent people to investigate everything about the mysterious country, but the people who reported back found nothing." Qinglong reported the truth.
"Send more manpower to unveil the mystery of this mysterious country. I want to see who, besides Qi and Shu, dares to hoard iron ore... ahem..." Ye
When Hong Yi was furious, he suddenly coughed violently.
"Your Majesty, do you want the imperial doctor to be sent over?" Qinglong asked worriedly.
"No, you can go down." When Ye Hongyi waved his hand and left Qinglong, An Bingshan ran in from the door.
"To report to the Emperor, Taoist Master Juechen is waiting outside, saying that he has something important to report to the Emperor." The sharp voice was full of gloating, and An Bingshan bowed respectfully.
"Juechen? Which Juechen?" Ye Hongyi leaned slumped on the dragon chair, his voice seemed weak and feeble.
"Your Majesty, have you forgotten? It's the Taoist priest who was highly regarded by the late Emperor when he was in power. He also secretly helped the second prince..." An Bingshan reminded with narrowed eyes.
"It's him! How dare he come out of Qingfeng Temple? Aren't you afraid that I'll chop off his head! Let him in!" Ye Hongyi suddenly heard the voice, and his eyes showed anger. An Bingshan expected that his master would react like this, and he couldn't wait.
Walk out of the imperial study room.
At the foot of the steps, a Taoist priest in plain robes stood tall and straight, with a few strands of silver-white flowing sea slanting across his forehead. The autumn wind blew by, and the Taoist robes rolled with waves brought with it a sense of calmness and vicissitudes that people admired, and his handsome face and bright eyes.
It feels like riding on the wind.
"Juechen, for the sake of friendship with the same sect, Zajia would like to remind you that you made the wrong bet when Wulong seized the throne, which offended many people. One of them was the Ninth Five Supreme Being sitting inside. Zajia advises you
You might be able to save your life if you leave now." An Bingshan walked up to Juechen, shaking his whisk, and narrowed his eyes full of ridicule and ridicule.
"Before the message was sent, if senior brother could say such heartfelt words, Juechen would definitely burst into tears with gratitude. Now..." Juechen looked at An Bingshan coldly, with a cold arc on his lips.
"Forget it, since you want to die, senior brother can't stop you, please go ahead, the emperor is waiting for you!" An Bingshan shook off his fly whisk, and habitually bent down and stretched out his hand.
"Senior brother, you have been a eunuch for so long that you have even forgotten the normal walking posture, right? Then Juechen will teach you, watch it!" Juechen raised his fly whisk, straightened his waist, and strode towards the imperial study room.
"Juechen, don't be proud. Since you dare to come out of Qingfeng Temple, the Zajia family will have the ability to make sure you never come back!" Seeing Juechen walking briskly into the imperial study, An Bingshan also tried to straighten his back and thought.
When I was about to start, I forgot which leg to take first.
In the imperial study room, Ye Hongyi sat upright, staring at the person in front of him with his dark eyes like a pool.
"Juechen, a poor man, bows to my emperor and wishes my emperor long live, long live." Juechen stood respectfully in front of the dragon case, bowed his hands, and his face was as calm as water.
"My Emperor? If I remember correctly, Juechen Immortal once said that I have no destiny to sit in this position in this life." Ye Hongyi looked at Juechen coldly, feeling extremely angry in his heart.
"On that day, Pindao made a miscalculation of heaven's secrets, and that was why he helped the tyrants to commit evil, and threatened to make our emperor's pearl secretly betray him. This was actually Pindao's crime. Therefore, on the day when the emperor ascended the throne, Pindao punished himself in the Qingfeng Temple and thought about his mistakes. Not long ago, he came out.
Watch." Juechen responded calmly, but underneath his strong appearance was a heart that was as trembling as chaff.
"Really? The Taoist Priest doesn't think that just one miscalculation can make up for the huge mistake he committed that day, right?" Since Juechen entered the door, Ye Hongyi has been thinking about what kind of punishment should be used.
Making Juechen's death even more miserable.
"Pindao knew he was guilty, and he did not ask for forgiveness from the emperor, but there was one thing that Pindao had to say. Pindao looked at the sky the day before and night, and saw that the disaster star had moved, and the purple light was covered with dust, so he destroyed his practice and pinched his fingers to perform divination for the emperor.
After a hexagram, I found out that a great calamity has happened to the emperor recently. If it is not resolved, I am afraid that my emperor will be dead soon!" Juechen Sha said in a serious tone.
"Bold, you actually dare to confuse the people here and curse the current emperor! Your Majesty, this man is full of nonsense, I will take him out and beat him up!" On one side, An Bingshan stepped forward and shouted harshly.
"That's what I meant! Someone..."
"Has the Emperor been often sleepy and unable to perform well in recent days? Does the Emperor often cough and have phlegm blocking the throat? Sometimes he is groggy and sometimes he meditates. Especially on his right hand, is there black blood accumulation in the palm of his hand?" Ye Hong
When Yi was about to call the guards to come in, Juechen immediately asked loudly, his eyes firm and his tone sonorous.
"Deceive the public with his lies! Your Majesty, please don't be deceived by him! Don't forget how he tricked you into taking a bowl of blood in front of the late Emperor with his sweet words!" After hearing Juechen's description, he said
For a moment, An Bingshan was horrified. These symptoms were all symptoms of poisoned palace ladies in the alchemy room. How could he know?
Because he was afraid of losing the emperor's trust, An Bingshan knew that the recently made pills were poisonous, but he still delivered them to the emperor as scheduled. Although the pills could not kill the emperor, they still damaged the dragon's body. An Bingshan
It was because he was afraid that this matter would reach the ears of the emperor that he secretly disposed of the corpses of the maids who were experimenting with the medicine, and prohibited the living maids from entering and exiting the alchemy room. Now that these symptoms came out of Juechen's mouth, An Bingshan was naturally frightened.
"Whether there is any evil talk to confuse the public, I believe the emperor will make his own judgment. Of course, if the emperor does not believe in Pindao's ability, Pindao is willing to show his skills in front of the emperor to prove his innocence." Juechen straightened his Taoist robe and looked at it solemnly.
Xiang Ye Hongyi.
"Your Majesty!" An Bingshan wanted to speak again, but was stopped by Ye Hongyi.
"Okay, I really want to see what Taoist master has learned after five years of absence. I will order you to tell how Prince Su Ye Junqing is doing?" Ye Hongyi's eyes were serious and he looked at Juechen suspiciously.
The reason why he chose Ye Junqing was because Ye Hongyi believed that everyone in the palace might collude with Juechen, but Ye Junqing could not. Because the only person who was designed by Juechen to give a bowl of blood to his father was himself.
, and Ye Junqing. Later, Ye Hongyi found out that because of Juechen's words, Ye Junqing was forced to drain a bowl of blood after he left. He was in a coma for three days and three nights, and almost died.
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"Your Majesty, wait a moment." After receiving the order, Juechen raised a whisk with one hand and walked back and forth in the imperial study, muttering rhymes and the like. It took almost half a cup of tea before Juechen stopped, with a trace on his forehead.
Sweat oozes out.
"For your information, Your Majesty, I have calculated that Prince Su is in the palace, heading southwest." Juechen said breathlessly.
"Prince Su has been staying in Guanju Palace for a long time. Everyone in the palace knows it. Do you still need to count?" An Bingshan scoffed and said angrily.