Judge of the Lamp

In the middle of the night, the imperial palace, the Daqing Palace, and the outside of the palace were torrentially raining.

Emperor Chang Le was in the main hall, burning paper money one after another.

All the cabinet ministers stood in the hall.

Emperor Chang Le did not shed tears, at least he did not shed tears in front of the ministers.

But this monarch, who is usually easy-going, now has a murderous look all over his body.

After burning the last piece of paper money, Emperor Chang Le raised his head, looked at Zhang Zhuyang and said, "Have you checked it out?"

Zhang Zhuyang took a deep breath, calmed down his tense emotions, and responded respectfully: "I have already found out that Lingzheng is a part of the White Falcon of the Fanxiao Kingdom, and it was placed in Qiancheng Kingdom."

Yan Anqing, chief assistant of the cabinet, glared at Zhang Zhuyang.

Zhang Zhuyang had no choice, he had to tell the truth.

Because of his meritorious service in managing the river affairs, he has just made achievements in the cabinet. If he dares to tell half a lie now, everything will be ruined.

There was silence in the Daqing Palace for a long time, Emperor Changle returned to the throne, and said in a deep voice: "Prepare an imperial edict to recall the chariot and cavalry general Chu Xin, and Chen Bing to the west!"

He wants to declare war on Fanxiao Kingdom!

Yan Anqing hurried forward and said: "Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible!"

Emperor Chang Le had no expression on his face, and only said two words: "Preparing an imperial edict!"

Yan Anqing said: "The matter has not yet been clarified, this may be a plan to alienate Qiancheng Kingdom, Your Majesty must be very careful."

"Pretend edict!"

Seeing that Emperor Chang Le's attitude was so firm, Yan Anqing simply said it a little more bluntly: "Your Majesty, the national strength of the Fan Xiao Kingdom is greater than my declaration, so rashly going to war is definitely not the best policy!"

"I asked you to draft an imperial edict!" Emperor Chang Le looked at Yan Anqing with bloodshot eyes.

Yan Anqing looked at the cabinet ministers in a blink of an eye, and hoped that they could speak for him.

All the cabinet ministers said nothing, only Wang Yanyang said a word after a long silence.

"My envoy was killed in a foreign land. There should indeed be an explanation for this matter."

This old man is bad!
Yan Anqing gritted his teeth, and turned to Emperor Changle, "I will send envoys to Fanxiao Kingdom immediately. King Fanxiao must give His Majesty an explanation for this matter."

Emperor Chang Le shook his head and said: "There is no need for him to explain, just go to war, I will let him know what pain is!"

Emperor Chang Le was in pain.

All the ministers present knew that Emperor Chang Le was in pain.

But Yan Anqing had to stop Emperor Changle.

In Yu Xianguo in the south, the situation is complicated.

The Tunu country in the north is surprisingly calm, and it must be ready to go.

If you choose to start with the Fanxiao Kingdom now, it's hard to say what kind of situation Daxuan will fall into.

But Emperor Chang Le was resolute and never gave Yan Anqing a chance to persuade him.

Lu Yunxi brought the pen and paper to Yan Anqing, waiting for Yan Anqing to draw up an imperial edict.

Yan Anqing can't say that the seal will be returned now, even in the cabinet, he dare not say how many people will support him.

He picked up the pen, not knowing how to write this imperial edict, when he suddenly heard the report from his servant, Bu Tao Huayuan, the young secretary of Yin Yang, came to see him.

Emperor Chang Le raised his head, looked at his servant and said, "Who is Tao Huayuan?"

He knew Tao Huayuan and had seen her more than once.

But the current Emperor Chang Le is mentally abnormal, he can't remember who Tao Huayuan is.

Yan Anqing hurriedly said: "Miss Tao is a close friend of Marquis Yun, and the two should have been married, but now that Marquis Yun is in such a difficult situation, he should see Miss Tao and comfort her."

"Be married," Emperor Changle murmured, "Zhi Qiong is not yet married, not yet married..."

After a long silence, Emperor Chang Le said to his servant: "Call Tao Huayuan to see me."

The servant took a moment to take the opportunity: "Your Majesty, Miss Tao said that it is inconvenient to meet Your Majesty in the Daqing Hall."

"What's the inconvenience?"

The waiter showed distress and said, "Miss Tao didn't explain."

Yan Anqing said: "Marquis Yun may have a last word, you must tell His Majesty privately."

Now Yan Anqing doesn't care about etiquette anymore, it is lucky to have someone who can persuade Emperor Chang Le.

Emperor Chang Le was dumbfounded for a long time, nodded and said: "I'll go to the secret pavilion to meet her."

When they arrived at the secret pavilion, Tao Huayuan saluted Emperor Changle.

She didn't say anything, just took out a mouse from her sleeve.

The moment he saw the mouse, Emperor Chang Le's originally dull eyes revealed a little light.

"Is this a mouse?"

Tao Huayuan nodded and said, "Return to Your Majesty, it's a mouse."

"A living mouse."

"Return to Your Majesty, live!"

……

The hall of the gods, the supervisor of ceremonies.

Looking at the torrential rain outside the window, Qin Yan sat beside the bed in a daze.

Xu Zhiqiong is dead.

Xu Zhiqiong is the master of Chang Decai and the real master of Decaimen.

In Qiancheng Kingdom, all the eunuchs pin their hopes on Xu Zhiqiong.

When he is gone, De Caimen is gone too.

Decaimen is gone, nothing is left.

Hong Juncheng was killing the eunuchs, batch after batch, sooner or later he would be killed.

what can i do
Leaving the palace?

What can you do if you leave the palace?
I'm a eunuch, what else can I do?
The servants of the subordinates came to report, and Li Quangen, the supervisor of Zhidian, asked to see him.

Seeing Qin Yan and repelling others, Li Quangen asked: "Have you heard about that?"

He was referring to the matter of Xu Zhiqiong.

Qin Yan nodded: "I heard."

"What are your plans?"

"What else can I plan?" Qin Yan's face was numb, "It's just a dream, and from now on, I will live my life in a muddle."

"I'm afraid this life will not be so easy to end. According to the killing method of Shenjun, our lives may not last long."

"If it doesn't grow, it won't grow. If you die early, you will be free." Qin Yan has lost the desire to live.

"There is no escape even after death!" Li Quangen shook his head and said, "Since Little Jinzi met the grieving ghost last time, I have studied some spells and found many dead souls, one of which has been wandering in this palace for more than 300 years. "

Qin Yan looked at Li Quangen in surprise: "Is that dead soul a servant?"

Li Quangen nodded: "I heard from the servant that there are countless dead souls like him in the palace. In our Qiancheng country, as long as you become a servant, even if you die, you have to stay here and suffer!"

Qin Yan lowered her brows, all thoughts were in despair: "Well, what should I do..."

Li Quangen lowered his voice and said: "I also feel sad for Yun Hou to suffer such an accident, but we haven't received news from Chang Sect Leader yet, so we must not slack off at this time."

Qin Yan stared blankly and said, "Master, can you still come to us?"

"We are disciples of the head, how could the head abandon us?

Something happened to Yunhou right now, the head of the sect can't take care of us for the time being, when the head of the house finds us, we will either be caught in prison, or have already become ghosts under the knife, then our Decaimen will really be over! "

Hearing these words, Qin Yan saw some hope.

The servant of the Ritual Supervisor came to report: "Palmprint, Shenjun wants you to go to the Shensi Hall."

Qin Yan took a deep breath and said to Li Quangen, "I'm going to serve the god."

Li Quangen shook his head and said: "You can't go with this appearance, you put some pain on your face, but are you afraid that the gods won't see it?"

Qin Yan sighed, "How about that? Could it be possible to make me laugh?"

"You don't have to laugh, but just think about it as usual. If you can't do it, take a leave of absence and don't go to see the god."

What Li Quangen said makes sense, in his own state, it is too easy to arouse the suspicion of the god.

But Xu Zhiqiong had just died, if he took leave at this time, it would be more likely to arouse the suspicion of the god.

Qin Yan hesitated for a moment, took a look at the bronze mirror, and quickly adjusted her appearance.

After all, it was the handprint of the Supervisor of Rituals. It took less than a cup of tea, Qin Yan quickly adjusted her state, and followed the servant to the Hall of Shensi.

Li Quangen heaved a sigh of relief, just as he returned to Zhidian Supervisor, he saw Liu Yupeng again.

"What are you doing here?" Li Quangen frowned, "But you are not allowed to serve the Second Holy Son in the Spring Palace?"

Liu Yupeng lowered his voice and said, "I came to you just to ask about this matter. I heard something happened to Yunhou, and our Decai family is about to end. Do you still care about the matter of the Second Son?"

"Don't worry! Whoever says don't care!" Li Quangen's voice was stern, "If the head doesn't give an order, we have to do our part."

Liu Yupeng nodded and said: "Master Li, you are the master of the palace, and you can do it with your words."

After speaking, Liu Yupeng hurried back to the Spring Palace.

The Second Son, who has been under house arrest in the Spring Palace, is looking for Liu Yupeng everywhere; "Yupeng, find me some wine and have a drink with me, I feel bored."

Liu Yupeng brought two jars of royal wine for Hong Huayun, and ordered his staff to prepare a table of dishes, and they drank each other.

"Yupeng, I heard that my father found Huaheng?"

This was the news that Liu Yupeng asked his subordinates to release to Hong Huayun, in order to make him feel more urgent.

Liu Yupeng nodded and said: "The third son was taken away by the gangsters, and the emperor has already found out his whereabouts. He will take the third son back to the palace soon."

Hong Huayun sighed: "Father really still prefers Hua Heng."

Liu Yupeng poured a glass of wine for Hong Huayun, and drank one himself: "Your Highness, I advise you to prepare early for some matters. The emperor mentioned it more than once, saying that you have the heart of disobedience, and now you have made up your mind to pass it on to the third party." Holy Son, I'm afraid I won't be able to tolerate you in the future."

Hong Huayun picked up the wine glass, and shed two lines of tears in desolation: "The huge Qiancheng Kingdom cannot accommodate me alone after all."

After drinking another glass of wine, Liu Yupeng lowered his voice and said, "Your Highness, it is the gods who cannot tolerate you, not Qiancheng Kingdom."

Hong Huayun raised his head to look at Liu Yupeng, then shook his head and said, "Qiancheng Kingdom is the land of the emperor, he can't tolerate me, so where can he tolerate me?"

"In the imperial palace, His Highness cannot be accommodated, but outside the imperial palace, this matter is hard to say. The emperor ordered the collection of autumn Fu, but the magistrates of all places did not respond."

Hong Huayun was startled: "You mean..."

Liu Yupeng lowered his voice: "If Your Highness makes up his mind, this old slave is willing to risk his life and take His Highness out of the palace."

Hong Huayun seemed a little moved when he heard the words.

But after hesitating for a while, he still lowered his head.

"Even if I can walk out of Shenlin City, my wife and children will die in vain?"

Liu Yupeng sighed: "Your Highness is very worried, and I will wait for this old slave to think about countermeasures."

……

At dawn the next day, Hong Juncheng approved the memorial, stretched himself, and stood in front of the Xuxuan Pavilion.

It was raining heavily outside the door, Hong Juncheng suddenly said: "The weather is very good today."

Qin Yan was taken aback for a moment, what does this mean?
It's raining so much, how can you still say that the weather is very good?

Hong Juncheng turned his face, looked at Qin Yan and said, "Xu Zhiqiong is dead, do you know about this?"

Qin Yan nodded, and said calmly: "This old servant has heard about it."

Hong Juncheng said: "Just say it again, Xu Zhiqiong is dead."

Qin Yan was puzzled, and repeated it: "Xu Zhiqiong is dead."

Hong Juncheng laughed out loud when he heard this.

Qin Yan understood what he meant.

Xu Zhiqiong is dead, for Hong Juncheng, everything is fine.

"I'm going to the back garden."

"The old servant is preparing a chariot for His Majesty."

Hong Juncheng waved his hand and said: "There is no need for a chariot, and you don't have to go with it. It's good for me to go alone."

Hong Juncheng held up an umbrella and went to the back garden alone.

When he arrived at Zhuxin Garden in Houyuan, Hong Juncheng repelled the guards, unlocked the door, and entered the garden alone.

The Zhuxin Garden is divided into three levels. After passing through the first level garden, Hong Juncheng came to the second level garden.

There was a stone pagoda in the middle of the garden. Hong Juncheng walked slowly to the stone pagoda and listened quietly to the wailing sound in the pagoda.

He raised his head, his pupils constricted suddenly.

A large amount of blood concentrated in his pupils, turning his pupils blood red.

In his line of sight, there is a layer of red mist.

This mist is resentment.

The voice in the stone tower was loud enough, and the resentment in the air was strong enough.

The bargaining chip for Duan Zifang is about to be revealed.

Check out the color first!
Hong Juncheng injected a domineering energy into the stone pagoda, and opened the magic circle!