Huang Shang slowly retracted his hand, allowing the imperial army to pounce on him like wolves and tigers, and escorted the incapacitated Xiaoyao Sanlao down, with sincere joy in his eyes.
Gathering Wenquxing took a lot of hard work from the initial idea to its realization step by step. Fortunately, due to the right time, place and people, it finally came true.
Wen Qu Xing Yi Cheng, he is not only the only "god" in the world, who can use literary energy to get everything he wants, but also has a direct connection with the consciousness of the world.
Therefore, Huang Shang knew that when he captured the three Xiaoyao elders alive, a force of luck rose into the sky within each of these three people, and then turned into nine streams of light and dispersed respectively.
They are targeting the first nine reincarnations who entered.
Stay time is greatly shortened!
When reincarnators enter the world of heavens, they hope to stay as long as possible, while the world of heavens hopes that these intruders will get out as soon as possible.
And since the main temple has broken through the world barrier and inflicted heavy damage to the world's consciousness, as long as the reincarnators are flexible and do not directly attack the characters in the plot that are destined to fate, and confront them head-on, and stay for a few years, it will not be a problem.
Especially those who come in early in the plot.
But this time, the three Xiaoyao elders who were closely related to the main plot were captured, giving the world consciousness an opportunity to launch an attack.
"Good assist!"
Huang Shang silently gave a thumbs up.
The heavens are indeed his home court. No matter how weak the world consciousness is, he cannot directly help, but it is crucial to give him a push at the right moment.
From now on, we enter the post-reincarnation era.
Some plans can be implemented.
For example, paving the way for the ontology.
Seeing that the thief was taken down and everything went smoothly, all the Jinshi breathed a sigh of relief.
Since the three Xiaoyao elders were blocked outside the palace by Huang Shang, the banquet in the palace was not affected. Everyone sat down and prepared to continue the Qionglin Banquet.
But at this moment, Fan Zhen and others who were close to the main table discovered that Prince Zhao Shu suddenly covered his chest after sitting down.
Before they could ask, Zhao Shu had already groaned in pain, his face extremely ugly.
Everyone was shocked.
"Your Highness! Your Highness!"
"The Royal Physician! Where is the Royal Physician!"
It was too late to wait for the imperial doctor. Zhao Shu covered his chest and his lips trembled.
Everyone's expressions changed horribly.
Especially the Jinshi.
If the prince is really frightened and there are two shortcomings, then their honor of becoming Jinshi will be tied to this incident and engraved on the pillar of shame in history.
That's really a nightmare.
"let me!"
At the critical moment, Huang Shang left the table, walked quickly to Zhao Shu, and took his pulse.
Anyway, it's so sharp that I don't mind adding one more piece.
The prince must be saved.
The Song Dynasty cannot be chaotic.
"Chest tightness, palpitations, chest pain and shortness of breath? Is this a heart disease? It's more than just..."
Huang Shang didn't have any medical skills, but he could still understand the basic symptoms. He frowned and received a wisp of pure Qi.
For ordinary people who have no foundation in martial arts, martial artists cannot transfer Qi at will, otherwise the meridians will not be able to bear it and will suffer harm.
However, Huang Shang's true energy was generated from the ancestral orifice in the upper Dantian. When his own meridians were weak, it could flow throughout the body and enter Zhao Shu's body naturally.
Prince Zhao Shu only felt a warm current pouring into his body, circulating in his atrium, smoothing his breath, his body trembled, his face finally began to improve, he looked at Huang Shang and expressed his heartfelt gratitude: "Huang Qing! Thanks to you this time
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Huang Shang sighed secretly in his heart and comforted him: "Your Highness is frightened."
This prince won't live long.
Not just heart disease, but mental exhaustion.
Historically, Zhao Shu only lived for four years after he succeeded to the throne and died.
Moreover, during these four years, he was ill most of the time.
But history is history, and some things are not necessarily inertia, but also accidents.
But Zhao Shu's situation is very similar to that of Renzong Zhao Zhen, who was exhausted. He was physically deficient.
This kind of deficiency is not material, but spiritual.
Huang Shang estimated that this person was under too much psychological pressure.
After all, the position of prince has been going through ups and downs for twenty years.
The senior high school students on Earth were holding back their energy for the college entrance examination, and many of them fell seriously ill after the exam. Zhao Shu had been holding it in for twenty years. This life is really not what people live. After becoming the emperor, he relaxed
, of course the illness comes like a mountain.
The same is true now. The prince's health is too poor, and even after all the trouble just now, there are signs of illness.
But Renzong Zhao Zhen is not dead yet, and Yingzong Zhao Shu in history has died.
The Song Dynasty was really going to experience a turmoil. As a result, the young emperor ascended the throne, and the power was completely in the hands of the scholar-bureaucrat class headed by Han Qi.
"Escort His Highness the Crown Prince back to the palace!"
With his mind spinning, Huang Shang exchanged glances with Fan Zhen and other bachelors who had gathered around him.
Everyone understood. Fan Zhen helped Zhao Shu up from the other side and isolated the sight of others. He asked the prince, whose feet and legs were weak, to stand upright quickly and retreat to the main hall.
The thief didn't break into the palace at all, but the prince fell. If word spread, it would inevitably lead to all sorts of misfortunes.
Not long after the crown prince was established, Renzong's health was getting worse and worse at this sensitive moment, so such a mistake was not allowed to happen.
All the scholars protected the prince as he walked back, but the only one who was allowed to follow him and guarded the prince was Huang Shang.
The only person who became a new Jinshi.
"God bless the Song Dynasty!"
"God bless the Song Dynasty!"
Seeing that the prince was fine, all the scholars sat down again with cold sweat.
The surprise I received today was really great. I just hope that His Highness the Crown Prince is safe and sound.
However, among them, Han Zhongyan's face was extremely gloomy.
Huang Shang's contribution this time is really great.
Not only was he an escort, but now he was mingling with the prince, and he actually sent the prince back to the palace directly with the tacit approval of all the senior scholars?
As the son of the prime minister, Han Zhongyan had very strong political sensitivity.
His father, Han Qi, was the first contributor to the crown prince's rise to power.
Without Han Qi repeatedly asking the emperor for advice and establishing the crown prince, Zhao Shu would not be where he is today.
After ascending the throne, Zhao Shu should give Han Qi the greatest reward.
But the throne is indeed important, but how does it compare to life?
Especially this time, Huang Shang not only saved lives, but also saved the face of the Song Dynasty.
"Fortunately, this son has just started his official career, and he is far from his father. We have plenty of opportunities to control him!"
"Wenquxing? Huh, I don't believe it!"
"In the officialdom, only the prime minister is courteous to all his officials and the ministers avoid him. Father is the master!"
If Han Zhongyan still looked down upon Huang Shang before, but this time, he has already regarded him as a formidable enemy.
The great enemy of the Han family in Xiangzhou.
Such a miraculous method must not be taken lightly!
We must suppress him before he grows up!
But before Han Zhongyan could think of a series of countermeasures, there was a sudden noise outside.
A handsome scholar and four powerful generals, escorting several thieves, walked in majestically.