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After only a moment of delay, Jing Lan arrived outside the palace and heard the sound of arguing coming from the steps. There was no one on duty outside the Council Hall today. The guards and palace officials had all been sent outside the wall. Jinglan caught a glimpse of someone standing outside the west side door from the corner of her eye and waved her over.
It was an unfamiliar palace maid who walked over quickly and whispered a few words in her ear. Jing Lan's eyes flickered and he said, "Your Majesty has left?"
"It is said that he is suffering from a burning sensation in his heart, chest tightness and shortness of breath," the palace maid replied, "I have summoned the imperial doctors to wait in the bedroom."
Jinglan said: "I know, you can go down."
After the palace maid left, Jing Lan slowly walked into the palace. The dark pillars reflected blurry figures, and the dark red curtain hung motionless. She glanced at the scene in the palace. The main seat was empty, and the ministers below were quarreling.
The chamberlain rang the bell at the right time and said: "Si Tiantai, Mr. Jing is here."
There was a sudden silence inside, and all the ministers looked at Jinglan one after another. Jinglan said, "I'm late because I was delayed for something. I wonder what your lords are talking about?"
"This happened all because of me."
The courtiers all wore crimson official robes. The man in the purple robe sitting among them was particularly eye-catching. He was none other than the Sixth Prince Zhao Feng. Jing Lan's eyes passed over Tu Shanyue and the three Sitiantai officials standing nearby, and finally slowly moved to the person who spoke, and asked, "What's the matter?"
A courtier immediately replied: "It is for His Highness the Sixth Prince to guard the mausoleum for King Zhao."
Jinglan pretended not to know: "Guarding the mausoleum? The New Year is approaching. Although the time for offering sacrifices is coming soon, there is no need to guard the mausoleum at this time, right?"
Zhao Feng waved his hands, looking a little uncomfortable, and said: "I just went to take a look and add some incense."
Jinglan looked at him and said slowly: "His Royal Highness has never been to pay homage to King Zhao's Mausoleum in all these years, so why are you so interested today?"
Zhao Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, swallowed what he was about to say, and his eyes were a little colder.
Jinglan seemed to not be able to see the change in his expression, and said: "I heard that His Highness was not allowed to enter the front hall without permission recently, and he had many disputes with His Majesty. I guess it was because of this? But I don't understand, if it is all for the sake of fulfilling filial piety and serving King Zhao. How can the mausoleum be regarded as filial piety? If your highness is the heir of King Zhao, you should guard the mausoleum for him. But your highness's jade certificate is in the register and he is your majesty's prince. Isn't this a bit unethical? "
As soon as these words came out, an old minister shouted: "The matter of your highness guarding the mausoleum for King Zhao is related to the Sheji Ancestral Temple. How can you allow a woman to make remarks here?"
Jinglan glanced at him and couldn't recognize who this old man with a beard and white hair was. She pressed the sword on her waist on the table and wrote lightly: "In that case, please go down and rest first." Just take a rest."
The ministers were stunned for a moment, but when they looked again, the man had disappeared from the palace.
Zhao Feng¡¯s face was ugly, and he suppressed his anger and said: ¡°How dare you regard the palace rules as nothing and use magic to expel the ministers in the political hall! This is simply extremely wanton!¡±
"Compared with His Highness guarding the tomb of King Zhao, this is nothing but a trivial matter." Jinglan looked around at the ministers. Except for a few old ministers who were still sitting still, the rest of them had frightened expressions on their faces. She smiled and said : "If anyone else wants to give it a try, please feel free to make some bold suggestions. I'm not one of those people who doesn't know how to adapt."
No one spoke at this time. After a while, an old man said slowly and calmly: "Since we are discussing matters, we must follow the rules of the matter. Mr. Jing is from Si Tiantai, so he should not interfere with the government affairs, but His Majesty summoned you here. There is another intention, so why not step aside for a while and listen to what we are discussing today before making a final decision."
Jing Lan recognized that the person speaking was an old minister, so he cupped his hands knowingly and stood beside Tu Shanyue.
A middle-aged man next to the old man smiled at her and said, "It's just that magic, you are not allowed to use it anymore."
The old man stood up slowly, thinking as he said: "Everyone has to express his or her own opinions when discussing matters. If the matter can be explained clearly, it doesn't hurt to be noisy. But don't pressure others based on their status. You need to know that in national affairs, everyone is nothing but It is the person who holds the boat, and all the people are like the vast rivers and seas, which can both carry them and cover them. This is true for people who practice Taoism and ministers in the court."
The ministers all dressed up and took their seats. After a moment of silence, the palace servants lowered the curtains on all sides, and the old man said, "Let's start now.".
The snow is soft and soft, making a soft rustling sound when it falls on the road. Probably because the palace walls blocked the wind, Luo Yuanqiu didn't feel how cold it was. Just walking in this deep palace, there were similar red walls and palaces everywhere.
Along the way, she also met the patrolling Silver Wing Guards, but she avoided them all very skillfully. Sometimes I meet people who are walking in a hurry.?¡¡±
The emperor couldn't help but laugh, and pretended to be relieved and said: "Don't panic, don't be afraid, bring him to me and let me ask him if he is willing. If he is willing, I will give you a marriage decree, so that you can How about we stay together from now on and never be separated again?"
The last sentence touched Luo Yuanqiu. Her heart swayed and she asked, "Is it true?"
The emperor almost failed, but he endured it and said: "The emperor's golden words will certainly not be false."
Luo Yuanqiu nodded solemnly and said, "I will bring her here."
At this time, Eunuch Zhang took a dagger and a porcelain bowl, put them on a wooden plate and brought them over. Luo Yuanqiu first put some cinnabar into the porcelain bowl, and after a while she made a cut on her palm. She watched the blood dripping along the palm lines into the porcelain bowl. After a while, she picked up the bowl and shook it gently, melting the cinnabar into the porcelain bowl. In the blood, the small half of the bowl had turned golden red, giving off a strange color in the firelight.
The emperor saw this and asked, "Are you going to feed him this blood?"
Luo Yuanqiu watched the changes in the blood, calmly put down his injured hand, held the bowl with his other intact hand, and said, "Yes."
"What's the point of this? Will he die if he drinks your blood?"
Luo Yuanqiu corrected: "He is already dead. I just want to break the curse in this body."
The emperor asked curiously: "Only with your blood?"
Luo Yuanqiu said: "Only with my blood."
The emperor lowered his head to look at the bowl. Luo Yuanqiu moved his hand and said, "It's poisonous. Don't splash it into your eyes, otherwise you'll be in trouble."
The emperor leaned back and avoided the porcelain bowl: "Is your blood poisonous?"
Luo Yuanqiu nodded lightly, walked towards the man with the bowl in hand, and suddenly asked: "Your Majesty, have you thought about it?"
The emperor's throat tightened. He looked at the blood-stained dagger on the tray and whispered: "Go."
Luo Yuanqiu changed his hands, grabbed the man's chin, and poured half a bowl of blood from his mouth. The walking corpse was so mad that he threw up his head and roared. The iron chains on his hands and feet vibrated and made a clattering sound, as if he was about to pull him out of the wall.
Eunuch Zhang said in shock: "Your Majesty?!"
The emperor's expression changed several times, and there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes. He looked at the man on the wall for a moment, and pressed his hand hard on Eunuch Zhang's shoulder.
Amid the roar that shook the earth, Luo Yuanqiu sighed softly and said: "I heard that my grandfather, everyone in the Tianshi Mansion died because of you. Now it can be considered that the grudges have been settled."
As soon as the porcelain bowl in her hand fell to the ground, she quickly drew her sword, and the sword edge passed under the man's neck, splattering black blood. The man staggered a few steps, and looked up at the people in front of him as if he had lost his soul. He showed a strange smile, and his head hung heavily. Because he was tied with iron chains, his body still maintained a standing posture.
After a long time, the emperor said: "Is this the end?"
Seeing that he was in a daze, Luo Yuanqiu took the initiative and said, "Come and see, everything is fine. He is really dead this time."
The emperor quickly approached, grabbed the cloth on the tray and raised the man's head. He saw that his face was covered with black blood and his eyes were closed.
The emperor threw the cloth aside and whispered: "Zhang Zeduan, you go and get someone to do it immediately. After getting dressed, send it to the mausoleum as soon as possible, seal the coffin and drop the rocks! Don't make any mistakes, go quickly!"
Eunuch Zhang took the order, and Luo Yuanqiu and the emperor came out of the dark room. Only then did they realize that they both stunk each other. Luo Yuanqiu was so close, and the hem of his skirt was splattered with black blood. She couldn't help but feel heartbroken for a while.
When the emperor saw it, he waved his hand and said, "It's just a skirt. You can have as many as you want."
He glanced at the skirt for a few times, and suddenly felt that it looked familiar. Why did this skirt and clothes seem to have been seen somewhere before?
But the emperor had many things to do, and an ordinary skirt did not make him feel familiar. He couldn't help but feel a little strange, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't think of where he had seen it before. At this moment, someone pushed open the palace door, and the light from outside suddenly shone into the palace. She stood outside the door against the light, with an expression on her face that was difficult to distinguish. Who could it be if it wasn't Jing Lan?
When the emperor saw his niece, he was surprised and said, "Why are you here and the matter is settled so quickly?"
Luo Yuanqiu felt inexplicably guilty under Jing Lan's gaze. He quickly walked up to her, held her hand and said, "I looked everywhere for you and couldn't find you"
Jinglan's face looked much better after hearing this. He stretched out his hand to straighten her top. Seeing that her skirt was stained everywhere, she didn't ask anything. She just sighed, "I heard from the palace people that you were not in the room. I was really worried. How could I do that?" Can you sit still? I'm coming out to look for you."
Luo Yuanqiu has always been a soft-spoken person, and Jinglan knew this well, and said warmly: "Okay, as long as everything is okay, come here and let me hug you."
Luo Yuanqiu felt so guilty that he forgot that he was in front of others and let Jing Lan hug him.
Jing Lan buried his face in her hair, the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously, and after noticing a look of astonishment, she calmly met the emperor's gaze.
The two uncles and nephews fought back and forth for a while. The emperor's eyes twitched a few times and he said in a deep voice: "Little girl, is this the person you asked me for?"
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