Chapter 195
The general supported his body: "We drank the wine brought by the national teacher last night, and we vomited and diarrhea."

"But why am I fine?"

The general stared at him as if nothing had happened to him, the general felt so uncomfortable seeing everyone as if he had ulterior motives.

At this time, the apprentice of the military doctor ran over: "Master, I found out that there is something wrong with the meat, and I have to wait for the master to check for details."

The whole Dashuo Kingdom knows that the teachers of the country are vegetarians and never touch meat. The meat is the game they hunted in the mountains. They eat their own food, and there is something wrong with it. There is nothing to say about it.

The general suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his stomach, and frantically ran to the toilet, and when he came back, he was lying on the bed dying.

They fight on the front line all the year round, the generals usually sleep with the soldiers, and only the coach has a separate tent.

They are all a group of rough people, so they can sleep in this way, but they can't sleep if they are alone in a single room.

The military doctor immediately went to check to see why they were poisoned.

The national teacher followed closely behind: "General, rest well, I will find out the reason for your poisoning this time."

The military doctor picked up the meat and looked at it repeatedly. It was all dried meat, which can be stored for a very long time. How could it suddenly deteriorate?
It's no one's fault for this matter, maybe it was dark, and they didn't see clearly, so they stewed the meat directly.

In the middle of the night, a transparent ice crystal fell on their barracks, and the tent quickly caught fire. Regardless of their discomfort, the big guys ran out to put out the fire and escape for their lives.

They searched and couldn't find any trace of arson. At this time, the national teacher was standing under the moonlight, holding a tortoise shell to tell a fortune.

He wrote down the results shown in the hexagrams, and passed them on to the emperor with flying pigeons.

The movement on the mountain disturbed the people down the mountain, and they all ran to the gate of the village to watch.

"There seems to be a fire at Baijiajun's place."

Bai Mingyu stood for a while, but couldn't stop walking up the mountain, Yu Cong came out and hurriedly stopped him.

"My lord, this time we are sneaking out of the city. If you show up in the barracks, the news about your presence here may reach the emperor."

Bai Mingyu came to his senses, he almost forgot his purpose of coming here.

He stopped, but he would never allow anyone to move the Bai family army.

"Send a letter to the national teacher, the king wants to see him."

"My lord, don't be impulsive." Yu Cong reminded.

"If you tell me to go, you can go, this king has his own plans." Bai Mingyu said coldly.

When Yu Cong heard the prince's order, he still went. When the national teacher saw the letter, he knew that he couldn't bear it.

Taking advantage of the turmoil in the military camp, the national teacher went to the bottom of the mountain to meet him: "Your lord, is this trying to show weakness to me?"

"Ben Wang went in and out of the palace during that time. Thanks to the national teacher who allowed me to let me go, I accidentally slipped into the alchemy room, found some royal medicine, and showed it to Lao Ge. Guess what it is."

The national teacher's face was a little cracked, but he turned calm. He was expecting Nanwang's show of weakness, but he didn't expect to give him convenience.

"There is no longevity medicine in this world. Even if you tell the emperor, the emperor will not believe you."

All he made were medicines for regulating the body, and there was nothing wrong with it. As long as he was in good health, he might live a long life.

"The emperor has always pursued longevity. If the elixir you gave him contained chronic poison, would the emperor choose to save his life and kill you?"

The national teacher narrowed his eyes: "Nan Wang is threatening me?"

"What you did was just to bring down the Bai family. This king has already chosen to withdraw from the court, so why are you pressing harder and harder."

"Based on our different positions, the title of national teacher is not that important to me. I will resign from office with a letter and devote myself to cultivating Taoism.

If the emperor is reluctant, I can take the opportunity to ask the emperor to give me a death talisman. I still won't die so easily. On the contrary, it may be difficult for your little lady to survive this period of time. "The national teacher reminded, every sentence was ironic.

When the vassal king came to attack, everyone in the court was in panic, for fear that if the vassal king really came, they would die. They were all cowards, and the only thing they could count on was this national teacher who had no real power.

How could the emperor offend him so easily? At this moment, he is very safe.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the national teacher left in a good mood. After they had been political enemies for so long, they were finally able to see him show weakness for once, and they were in a particularly good mood.

Bai Mingyu took out a letter from his chest: "Yu Cong, send this to Feng Jun Commander."

"Yes, my lord."

Commander Feng Jun, always dressed in white, stood in the night sky, looking very dazzling.

He opened the letter: This king already has the ironclad proof that you are a member of the Feng clan. The emperor is most afraid of Feng clan people hiding by his side. Everyone takes a step back. You let my wife go, and this king will help you keep the secret. Wang Hui left the capital.

He rolled up the letter and threw it into the fire: "It's up to you, whether you can catch up."

Yu Qing sent news from the capital: Your lord, my lady is going to sacrifice to heaven.

When Bai Mingyu saw the letter, he rode on his horse and hurried to the capital. He was worried that he would not be able to go back, so he arranged for Yu Qing to send the kit he had prepared in advance to the palace.

The father-in-law sent the kit to the emperor: "Your majesty, this is what Nan Wang sent to the palace."

The emperor dealt with the memorial unhurriedly, not taking it seriously: "What else can it be, it is nothing more than asking me to let his little lady go, let's put it aside."

But the father-in-law still felt that Nan Wang sent it in so urgently, maybe there was something urgent inside.

"Your Majesty, excuse me for talking too much, does your Majesty really want to burn Nan Wang's little madam to death?"

"The Bai family's army was suddenly poisoned, vomiting and diarrhea, the barracks suddenly caught fire, even the national division was trying to find the reason, it was just the wrath of the heavens."

The father-in-law stopped talking, although the former emperor respected the state teacher's divination ability, but he would not be so partial, seeing that the emperor really fell into it.

The father-in-law put the kit aside and ignored it. He ordered people to close the door of the imperial study, and he left.

On the second day, Shen Zhiyue was put on the cross, and her hands and feet were bound. She was dressed in a red dress, but she had no makeup on her plain face.

The onlookers saw that her face was pale, and Lin Xiu was standing below, holding an embroidery needle in her hand, and this time she must save her no matter what.

Shen Zhiyue looked up in a daze, and saw her with her hands behind her back, shaking her head slightly, for fear that she would do something that would lose her head.

The sacrifice to the sky was completed by the disciples of the national teacher. The disciples were afraid that such an important ceremony of worshiping the sky would not be able to handle it, so all the members were mobilized.

Qiaoyue looked at her with complicated eyes, and there was a trace of hidden emotion flowing in her eye sockets.

Qiaoyue approached with a golden bowl and sprinkled some holy water near her. Shen Zhiyue smiled at her: "I can no longer be your sister. If there is an afterlife, I hope we will be sisters."

She held the golden bowl with a little force, but still completed the necessary process.

The disciple shouted: "Support firewood."

(End of this chapter)

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