fifth form

The banquet at Pingyang Hou Mansion was as grand as ever.

The marquis is second only to the emperor and his relatives, not to mention the addition of Princess Yangxin. This banquet is not inferior to that of the imperial palace.

"You can have a meal and watch singing, dancing and listening to music. This is such a good fortune that you are born with, and you will never be able to catch up with it in your lifetime!"

When Rong Tianding saw the banquet of the upper class for the first time, he could not help but see Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

He looked at the hot pot mentioned by Zhang Xuezhou and felt that it was much richer than the pig-killing dishes in Chengdu.

There was no room for anyone to speak at this banquet, so he just ate sullenly. Occasionally someone would raise a glass and respond quickly.

This time, Marquis Pingyang stopped having fun with Shefu and only talked about poetry, singing and dancing with everyone.

Zhang Xuezhou is no different from Rong Tianding. They are both focused on eating and drinking. He has a headache when it comes to writing poems. He also has a headache when it comes to singing poems and related songs and dances. If anyone wants to ask him about this, this touches Zhang Xuezhou's blind spot. .

The singing girl was singing there, accompanied by a large group of dancing girls.

At the banquet, everyone drank and drank, and there were constant sounds of eating, drinking and praising.

"Master Dongfang, touch one!"

When the sound of drinking glasses was heard from a seat not far away, Zhang Xuezhou raised his head and quickly drank the water and wine in the glass.

"Master Dongfang, maybe you still don't recognize me, but I am Taishi Ling Sima Tan!"

The person toasting in the distance was a middle-aged man with a long beard. He had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were extremely deep and bright, as if he could see the truth of the world.

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at the other party before returning to reality, but he could not see it normally until now.

Fortunately, Sima Tan took the initiative to introduce him, otherwise it would be difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to distinguish each other when everyone was wearing similar clothes.

"It turns out to be Lord Sima of Taishi Ling. I have admired him for a long time!"

Zhang Xuezhou said normal polite words as usual.

He was very interested in Taishi Ling Sima Tan. The other party's yang soul was extremely special. He could detect the incarnation of his yang soul and watch from a very long distance.

But this is also the person Zhang Xuezhou wants to hide from. If Sima Tan discovers the true nature of his soul, Zhang Xuezhou feels that it will definitely not be a good thing.

He was interested in Sima Tan, but he didn't want to get too close.

With this ambivalent attitude, it is normal for Zhang Xuezhou to be polite.

"Master Dongfang is okay?" Sima Tan asked in a low voice.

"There's nothing wrong with us, we're in great health," Zhang Xuezhou replied, patting his chest.

Zhang Xuezhou sat at the end of the table, while Sima Tan was of a higher rank, occupying the middle position. Although the two were talking, there were still seven or eight people between them.

After Sima Tan asked, everyone in the middle came to take a look.

After Zhang Xuezhou replied, everyone went back to see Sima Tan.

"There's no way there's nothing wrong with you," Sima Tan said in a low voice, "How could there be nothing wrong with you after taking that poisonous elixir? I breathed in your breath for twenty-three times and you fainted. Now you still feel nauseous from time to time. Nightmare!"

"Why does Taishi Ling breathe out that stench?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously: "I have never seen anyone have such a hobby!"

"This is not my hobby!"

Sima Tan waved his hands repeatedly. When a group of people in the middle raised their glasses and made fun of him, and whispered about his special hobby, he felt that things were terrible.

But Sima Ling only thought about it for a moment, and then recited the indecent things done by one of the ancestors.

As Taishi Ling, he likes to read the old records and can accurately know what ridiculous things these people's ancestors have done.

Sima Tan exposed the enemy's ancestry, which made everyone avoid him for a moment. Someone else quickly stood up and gave way, inviting Sima Tan to sit at a seat convenient for conversation, and the little trouble stopped.

"Fortunately, no one was born in our ancestors," Zhang Xuezhou sighed.

"I have seen the festival you registered. Strictly speaking, your festival does not count," Sima said. "If you cannot trace your parents and territory, you may not be able to pass the important imperial duties in the future."

"I have Sheriff Wenweng to testify for me. Doesn't that count?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.

"If your position is below that of Wen Weng County Governor, then of course there will be no problem." Sima Tan said with a smile: "If your future position is higher than Wen Weng County Governor's, things will be complicated, and there is a high probability that you will be outcompeted. The opponent is using it to make a fuss!" "Thank you, Lord Sima, for reminding me!"

Zhang Xuezhou cupped his hands and expressed his thanks.

His official position was far away from the position of a powerful county governor like Wen Weng.

In fact, the county guard is responsible for peace and quiet, and his position is almost the same as that of Jiuqing. It is very difficult to achieve this level.

Maintaining a party's peace does not rely on words, it requires truly strong individual strength. High cultivation in the Weiwei realm is also an important criterion for county guards or Jiuqing.

In addition to Zhang Xuezhou's inadequate cultivation and individual strength, his physical condition is also an important factor that makes it difficult for him to enter this level.

It seems that there are various problems with his 'section', but in fact it is not a problem.

However, Sima's words were not pleasant, but what he said was very real. This could even be regarded as an attempt by such a straight-minded person to show his kindness.

After Zhang Xuezhou figured out the relationship, he couldn't help but feel an extra sense of intimacy.

"Master Dongfang, are you really feeling well?"

Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou's attitude had become much friendlier and no longer as perfunctory as before, Sima Tan asked again in a low voice.

"There are still some problems," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"I know this Marquis Pingyang..."

"You know I was severely cursed when I was stationed in Yangling, and then my head was opened by a medical officer. I am still unconscious to this day!"

Sima Tan originally thought that Marquis Pingyang was hosting a banquet just for fun, so he dragged Zhang Xuezhou to come to the banquet, but he didn't expect that Zhang Xuezhou had no problem with taking poison pills at all.

"You didn't have any bad effects after taking that pill?" Sima Tan asked unwillingly.

"I don't know if there were any bad effects at that time. After all, I fell asleep not long after." Zhang Xuezhou spread his hands and said: "When I woke up, I felt that I was no different from before, and I even felt a lot more comfortable!"

"This is impossible!"

Zhang Xuezhou seemed to have nothing wrong with him, and the other party felt very good.

After confirming, Sima Tan felt that he felt very bad. Why was there nothing wrong with taking the elixir? He had suffered from nausea, vomiting and nightmares these days, and he even had hallucinations.

He just smelled a bit more of the stench, which almost made him doubt his life. It took him a week to recover and stabilize his body.

"There's something wrong. The smell on your body at that time was very familiar to me. I felt like I had smelled it somewhere, Imperial Medical Officer Yili... It's a pity that he was short-lived, otherwise I could have confirmed it with him!"

Sima Tan murmured in a low voice, having difficulty figuring out what the key issue was.

But it was difficult for him to track it down.

The imperial medical officer Yili died a few years ago, and the empress dowager was far from the person Sima Tan could ask and verify.

Currently, he only has Zhang Xuezhou as a verification target, but he feels good about it.

"There is definitely something wrong with the smell on your body. This smell is very bad. I think the reason for Yili's short life should be related to this, but how come the Queen Mother is not sick, and Dongfang Shuo is not sick at all. This is not normal. Why? I am sick and in pain, could it be that my end is near..."

Sima Tan murmured to himself, feeling that the issues involved were very complicated and difficult for him to think clearly.

But Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't know who Yi's father was, but there were not many users of the surname Yi, and even fewer people with the surname Yi became imperial medical officers.

Yiyan's alchemy gourd was entrusted to her by her father.

If we want to find a point of connection, if they have not taken the Shengsheng Creation Pill, then it can only be that they have taken the Calabash Pill.

"So Chunyu Tiying, Zheng Wukong, and Wei Shaoer are all in danger?"

Zhang Xuezhou deduced it in reverse.

He took the Spirit Forging Pill refined from the gourd and used the Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill to powerfully expel it. Zhang Xuezhou didn't know if it was completely cleaned up, but the possibility of him bearing the risk in the short term was relatively low.

But for the other three, things may not be as lucky.