Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

After Zhu Sheng made such a fuss about the good palace banquet, everyone obviously lost the interest to continue the banquet.

The emperor sitting on the high platform saw that the courtiers in the hall were full of dissatisfaction, but he didn't force it. After a while, he found an excuse to dismiss the musicians and dancers, and then handed over to Mo Shujin and others. With veiled eyes, the courtiers all went back home.

The few people who got the emperor's wink did not leave the table in a hurry, Gu Zi stayed in his seat and chatted and drank for a while, until the people in the palace had retreated a lot, and the palace people also brought food plates and water basins, ready to clean up the place The leftovers on the table were scorching cold, so he got up unhurriedly and walked towards the apse.

At that time, Emperor Yunjing was studying the silver-plated steel hairpin by the table, and when he looked up and saw those people entering, he hurriedly smiled and raised his sleeves and waved: "You guys came just in time, little Ah Ci, come quickly Look, see if there's anything wrong with the hairpin that the old guy Zhu Sheng is using."

"I've been looking here for a long time, but I can't see Ding Mao, but I don't believe that this old thing can do nothing."

"Hey, it's coming, Your Majesty, don't worry, wait for the courtier to take a closer look." Master Mu Da nodded in response, taking out a pair of gloves made of fine white cloth from his sleeves, and put them on neatly as he walked. , and took the steel hairpin on the table.

"Hey, this hairpin is really heavy." The little girl raised her eyebrows, put the hairpin in her palm and weighed it again and again, her nose wrinkled slightly, "He must be afraid that the ordinary silver hairpin is too soft, and the point will become blunt easily. , so I specially made a silver-plated hairpin with a steel core."

"But the smell on the hairpin..." Mu Xici frowned slightly as he spoke. Although the smell on the hairpin wasn't too strong, it was somewhat pungent.

She lowered her head and twirled the tip of the hairpin for a while, then raised her eyes and smacked her lips: "Your Majesty, do you have a teacup or a brush that has been discarded for a long time?"

"I saw that the hairpin seemed to be poisoned by someone, but I was not sure what kind of poison was quenched on it, so I wanted to melt it down."

"There are, there are, wait a minute, I'll find them for you." The old emperor nodded his head into a stone pestle for pounding rice, and then ran to the desk and took out a palm-sized white porcelain pen washer from the drawer. , Taking advantage of the situation, scooped some water from the copper basin for cleansing hands placed beside the table.

Mu Xici got the brush washer filled with water, and immediately soaked the tip of the steel hairpin into the water.

With the bright lights in the room, everyone saw the color of the clean water in the white porcelain brush wash slightly change, their faces turned white, and Mo Shujin broke out in a cold sweat on the spot.

"Oh, sure enough." Master Mu took out the hairpin expressionlessly, and wiped off the water stains on it with a cloth towel - just to put it bluntly, how could Zhu Sheng be so honest.

"Poisoned?" Mo Junli rolled his eyes slightly when he saw this, and the little girl closed her jaw when she heard the sound: "Obviously it's poisoned."

"And it's the kind of poison that can fool the silver needle in the drug test and seal the throat when it sees blood... I happen to recognize this poison, and one of the medicines only grows in the desert."

"—Normally, you can't find this thing in Beijing. Only the wandering merchants or Hu merchants who often come and go between Western merchants and Qianping can get this thing."

"Don't tell me, a group of Hu merchants just came from outside Beijing two days ago, and this meeting should not be out of Beijing yet," the young man rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "I'll send someone to ask about it later, and I should be able to ask about it." Find out the whereabouts of the people in the Hou Mansion."

"That's definitely something you can ask." Mu Xici nodded, "The way I met Zhu Sheng's assassination of His Highness the Sixth Highness was a little strange, I guess he didn't use all his strength..."

"It is estimated that Mo Shuyuan caused troubles again and again, which also made him full of resentment-since he has resentment in his heart, he wants to take the opportunity to direct the disaster to Mo Shuyuan, so he will not deliberately hide his whereabouts. "

"He wishes we could quickly find out that this matter is related to Nan'an Prince's Mansion, even if he has to sacrifice his life and even the entire Anping Marquis's mansion for this."

——The standard is that he is not ready to live, but the person who caused him to such a point should not think about living too easily.

"Well, let's not mention anything else, it's convenient for me to make an order to take over the Hou's mansion." Mo Jingyao rubbed his hands excitedly.

If the steel hairpin didn't have any poison on it, Liao Zhen and the others could still argue that Zhu Sheng was so disturbed by the pain of losing his grandson that he was so dizzy that he assassinated him in the hall on the spur of the moment.

In this way, at most, he can only punish Zhu Sheng for a capital crime, and he can't touch the remaining messy roots of the Hou Mansion at all. These things will only cause new troubles and increase troubles in the future.

But if the steel hairpin is poisonous, and they can successfully find evidence that the people of the Hou family spent a lot of money to buy poison, then Zhu Sheng has deliberately murdered the prince of the Tian family. Forcibly pulling them together is an attempt to treason.

Intending to rebel is a serious crime that implicates the nine clans.

——At that time, let alone pulling out the roots of the Hou's mansion, if he is more suspicious, he can simply blow up Na Laoshizi's Prime Minister's mansion and Hubu Shangshu's mansion together, and it will not be a problem.

It's just that in this way, people in the world will inevitably talk about him being unfeeling, unlucky, mean and suspicious, and disregarding the friendship between the monarch and his ministers in the past, which is somewhat wrong.

But it's not a big problem, as long as the Hou's mansion can be overthrown, he has endured the Zhu family for an unknown number of days, and today he can finally let him out of the bad breath he was holding in his heart.

Emperor Yunjing grinned in disbelief, Master Mu shrugged after hearing the words: "Maybe there is more than one Marquis Mansion."

"Your Majesty, my servant saw that Mr. Song is a smart person. Once this incident happened, he might have to take the opportunity to make a quick retreat and take his family away from the court, which is a place of right and wrong."

"Tsk tsk, if that's the case, then I'll light a stick for Song Xingzhe." Mo Jingyao stroked his palms happily, and everyone felt their heads swell for no reason.

"...Then what, Your Majesty, please be sober." Mu Xici covered her face with her hands trembling with her fingertips. If it weren't for the four characters "Etiquette of Monarchs and Ministers" carved into her bones, she really wanted to find something for Yun Emperor Jing hit his head hard.

"The only people in the world who can stand your stick, except for the Empress Dowager, are the ones who are enshrined in various temples, Taoist temples and Tianjia ancestral halls."

"If you really did this to Mr. Song for no reason, at least he will be detained for ten or eight years!"

And commit crimes!

"Oh, that's it." Mo Jingyao stretched out his hands and scratched his head in disappointment, and suddenly regained his energy after a while, "Then how about I ask A Yan to put a stick on him for me?"

Master Mu couldn't help being silent for a short moment after hearing this, and then turned his eyes to look at Mo Junli, whose luck was three points higher than that of the old emperor, who was carrying great luck, and pulled the corners of his lips stiffly: " Your Majesty, if you want Lord Song to die in Jingzhong, just say so."

"We don't need to beat around the bush like this."