Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

The guard turned to the back hall along the path, and whispered softly to the little eunuch guarding the back door of the main hall.

The little lady listened and rang a special copper bell hanging in the room. The faint ringing fell into the ears of the musician, but it became a hidden secret order.

A slightly peculiar but unobtrusive drum beat quietly mixed into the piano music, and the dancers in the hall also took a series of brand new dance steps.

Seeing that step, Mo Junli shook his eyes slightly, he turned his head with a smile, and looked at Mo Shujin who was poking a meatball beside him with an ambiguous expression. The ground is stiff.

"...So, this means that the people sent by Zhu Sheng have arrived?" The young man in brocade clothes nervously crushed his fingers, and there was an uncontrollable tremor in his light voice.

Mo Junli nodded his chin lightly in response: "Here we come."

"To be precise," the young man bent his eyes and hooked his lips, "it should be Zhu Sheng who came."

"He himself?" Mo Shujin's lips trembled involuntarily, he poked the poor meatball on the plate, and the muscles on his face twisted, "He Is this... the meaning of preparing to do it yourself?"

"He really doesn't want to live?!"

"Who knows." Mo Junli shrugged his shoulders and replied indifferently, "He may have wanted to feint, or he may have been greatly stimulated by his grandson's death and acted impulsively."

"However, these reasons are not important, you don't have to worry too much, Brother Six—"

"Didn't my little brother tell you just now that it doesn't matter if it's an antidote pill or a life-hanging medicine, I have everything here, you just have to feel at ease and be stabbed, you won't die."

If you can't die, you know you can't die, and it's not you who gets hurt emotionally, hehe!

Mo Shujin couldn't help rolling his big eyes when he heard the words, he pouted his mouth, and half of his eyelids drooped as if resigned to his fate and helpless, his whole person suddenly became a old man who had suffered from wind and frost. eggplant.

— Forget it, anyway, this kind of thing doesn't happen once or twice, he is used to it.

As the young man thought about it, he caught a glimpse of the black figure walking slowly from far to near outside the door from the corner of his head.

The old eunuch guarding the entrance of the main hall saw the face of the visitor clearly, and his expression changed suddenly. He was about to bow his hands in salute, and he let go of his voice to give a loud shout for the visitor, when he saw the person wave his sleeves, Gu Zi bypassed him and stepped straight across the threshold.

"Hey~ Master Hou, you..." The old eunuch couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he saw this, and raised his arm, subconsciously wanting to block him by the door.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Sheng's pace was not fast, but his steps were astonishingly large. The old eunuch was only stunned for a moment before he stepped into the palace.

"Old minister, please refer to Your Majesty." Zhu Sheng strode forward with his head held high. After entering the hall, he bowed slightly at the waist and lowered his eyebrows. "Your Majesty, the old minister...isn't too late today?"

Seeing this, the dancing girls in the hall hurriedly put away the paper umbrellas scattered on the ground, and after saluting with everyone, they quickly left the hall.

The emperor sitting on the high platform raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the situation, his pupils suddenly became a little interested, he looked at the respectful sixtieth old man in the hall, and lightly touched the table with his fingertips.

"It turned out to be Zhuhou." Mo Jingyao raised the corners of his eyes slightly, turned his eyes and gave Mo Jingqi and others a hidden look. A faint smile with unclear emotions.

"Zhu Hou is so interested in coming to this New Year's Palace banquet tonight."

"I thought you were getting old, and I thought you were tired of this noisy place, and I specially told them not to disturb your leisure time if they ignore it... Now, it turns out that I was careless and kind. Did something wrong?"

"Please be concerned, Your Majesty." Zhu Sheng, who had accepted the gift, frowned, his clothes moved slightly, and he stepped forward slowly, "As Your Majesty said, the old minister is now over sixty years old, and it is true that he has passed that love long ago. Lively age."

"It stands to reason that she would not want to show up at such an occasion as a palace banquet."

"It's just the beginning of this year, and there have been several major events in Beijing—" Zhu Sheng said, and from the corner of his eyes, he quietly locked the direction of Mo Shujin, and silently squeezed the hand in his sleeve. The hairpin with plain face that he took off early outside the hall.

It was a single hairpin with a steel core plated with thin silver. The head of the hairpin was sharpened by him and could easily pierce through a person's clothes and chest. .

He specially spent a lot of money to buy a throat-sealing poison that would not change the color of the silver hairpin from outside Beijing, and then soaked the hairpin tip in the poison for three days and three nights——

As long as the Sixth Highness can be stabbed by him with one blow, as long as he can cut even a little bit of his skin, he is sure that Mo Shujin will be killed on the spot within a moment.

Zhu Sheng clenched the silver-plated steel hairpin in his sleeve, and his body trembled slightly due to excitement.

He has never been so grateful for Mo Shujin's recent outstanding achievements in the court, otherwise, according to his nature and reputation, his seat will definitely not be arranged by His Majesty in the first row.

——If he sat in the back few rows, then he really couldn't find any suitable opportunity to attack him.

The man with ulterior motives suddenly shrunk his pupils, he tried his best to suppress the excitement in his chest, and moved back and forth towards his destination without a trace.

Mo Junli saw his approaching figure slowly tense the muscles on his forearms, while Mo Shujin closed his eyes with a smirk as if preparing to wait for his fate.

"The old minister is really worried about His Majesty, and after the old incident last time, the old minister has not seen Shengyan for almost three months, so he couldn't help rushing into the palace to say hello to His Majesty... ..."

"Brother Six, be careful!"

Without waiting for his words to finish, Zhu Sheng suddenly showed the steel hairpin in his sleeve. Mo Jun, who had been prepared for a long time, picked up the empty plate on the table, turned his palm, and lifted it away. The five-inch steel cone that went straight towards the young man's throat.

The hairpin made an ear-piercing sound when the porcelain plate was knocked on, but the young man's eyes uncontrollably showed sporadic surprises that couldn't be concealed.

The flexibility of the human body was brought to the extreme by Mo Shujin at this moment. He leaned back as hard as he could, and the steel awl brushed against the tip of his jaw and cut off two crow-colored hairs.

This sudden change caused everyone in the hall to be stunned for a moment, and in the next breath, the guards who had been hiding in the four corners of the hall before appeared one after another with knives.

The ministers sitting around Mo Shujin screamed and staggered away with their family members from this land of right and wrong, and the guards wrapped Zhu Sheng inside and out in two or three strokes.

He was originally a Marquis of Wen who had never practiced martial arts, and now he is already over sixty years old. This attack failed, and the follow-up was naturally weak. Not long after, someone snatched the steel hairpin from his hand, cut it back with both hands, and pressed it firmly to the ground—— —