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Chapter 708

Yuan Jianzheng replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Your Majesty, because everything is subject to cause and effect, and has its own laws. We cannot go against the will of heaven. The Emperor Wu of Qin was a wise ruler throughout history, but he was bound to die. He could not prevent the fall of the Qin and Han dynasties and the replacement of the imperial court."

Li Beichen's face turned pale, "How dare you!"

"Your Majesty, calm down. Even the gods and immortals insist on 'responding to every request'. If Your Majesty does not ask, I will not answer. This is the ancestral precept of the Yuan family. If I take the initiative to report it, it would be like interfering with the will of heaven. Moreover, although this sign is dangerous, the Ming Dynasty will be prosperous and prosperous in the future. Why should I bother myself?"

Li Beichen looked annoyed: "As a supervisor, any abnormality should be reported immediately. How can I speculate privately and delay the opportunity? As an emperor, I know the good and bad of the country. How can I sit back and watch? I have been poisoned by a witch, and the royal heir is gone. With such a witchcraft disaster and the royal family suffering, how can we expect good times to come?"

Yuan Diqi bowed, his attitude respectful and firm. "Your Majesty is wise, but what I did was actually following the ancient teachings. The book clearly states that 'the secrets of heaven must not be leaked, otherwise it will lead to great disasters.' Although I am the director of the Imperial Observatory, I dare not easily violate the rules of heaven and go against the trend. As for what is good times after bad times, Your Majesty already has the answer in his mind."

Li Beichen replied coldly, "Explain clearly."

He actually just wanted to see what kind of NPC the Imperial Observatory was in this book, whether it was a real person traveling through time or a paper man.

Yuan Diqi raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yuebai who was silent beside him, "The Imperial Concubine is pregnant with five children, one of whom is the child of destiny, the heir to the throne. Isn't this the answer?"

After hearing this, Jiang Yuebai, who had been looking down to think about something, looked at Yuan Diqi in surprise.

Li Beichen was also shocked. It seemed that the Yuan family was indeed quite capable. They could calculate this so accurately.

But his expression was indifferent.

"What nonsense! The imperial physician told me that the imperial concubine was pregnant with twins. You actually told me that it was five? If not, what would you do?"

Yuan Diqi answered without hesitation, "I am willing to die as a token of my guilt."

Li Beichen smiled and looked at Jiang Yuebai, "Okay. You said this yourself. Did you hear it, Imperial Concubine?"

Use your eyes to hint her to ask this charlatan question quickly.

"Your Majesty, I heard it, it's so shocking, I can't believe that I have five children in my belly," Jiang Yuebai smiled and looked at Yuan Diqi, "Sir Yuan, you just said that you will grant any request. I want to ask you to help the emperor get rid of the poison. Do I have to kneel on the ground and beg?"

Jiang Yuebai said this as he was about to stand up by supporting himself on the edge of the bed.

Yuan Diqi immediately bowed and said anxiously, "My queen, be careful!"

Jiang Yuebai smiled slightly, revealing a round dimple. "Master Yuan just said that everything is determined by God. Since I am pregnant with a precious child, even if I fall down, he will be born safely, right? So just do what you want."

I'm sorry, I can't argue with you, so I have to refute you with your own words.

Jiang Yuebai said this as he let go of the hand that was holding the edge of the bed and walked towards Yuan Diqi.

"My lady, please don't joke like that."

Yuan Diqi, who had been calm just now, almost cried. His master had never taught him how to deal with this kind of woman who was making trouble. What should he do?
"Master Yuan, I have a question for you. If I suddenly fell down and had a miscarriage, or even died, the child you predicted would never be born. How can misfortune turn into good fortune? In this case, are you disturbing the order of heaven and earth?"

Yuan Diqi broke out in a cold sweat, "Your Majesty is a very wise person. Please explain clearly."

"Since divination and fortune-telling have been used since ancient times to seek good fortune and avoid disaster, otherwise what is the use of just knowing fate and national destiny? Lord Yuan, why don't you think of a way to remove the poison from His Majesty's body."

When Yuan Diqi saw the imperial concubine slowly walking towards him, her powerful aura forced him to take a few steps back unconsciously.

"Your Majesty, I have a way to cure the emperor's poison. But the emperor's life span is determined by heaven, and I cannot change it. Only the emperor can change it himself."

"You haven't told me until now."

Jiang Yuebai looked at the young man in front of him speechlessly. You have the antidote but you don't give it to me. It's really infuriating. Even if your life span is up, you have to die. Death in pain and death in sleep are two different ways to die.

"The Emperor has not questioned me before."

Yuan Diqi also felt wronged. You didn't come to ask me. I have to follow the ancient teachings and cannot actively interfere with the fate of big shots, unless the other party is guided by God's will and comes to me for help.

"Be bold!"

And you blame me.

Li Beichen almost asked Liang Xiaobao to drag this Yuan away and bury him.

But I was very happy to hear that I could get rid of all the worms in my body. These days, I have been driven crazy by the worms in my body. I can die, at least my body is free of worms and clean.

Li Beichen asked curiously, "According to Lord Yuan, how much time do I have left to live?"

There was even a hint of joy in his tone.

Yuan Diqi was in a dilemma again. Predicting life and death is a taboo in prediction science, and predicting the emperor is even more of a taboo. If you make a wrong prediction, you will be contaminated with endless cause and effect. Seeing Yuan Diqi silent, Li Beichen had a bad premonition in his heart. Could it be soon. In a few days?
"A few days later? A month later? A year later? Lord Yuan, you should just tell me directly. I can make arrangements for my afterlife."

Yuan Diqi broke out in cold sweat when Jiang Yuebai looked at him, and slowly stretched out three fingers.

Jiang Yuebai and Li Beichen were extremely anxious.

Li Beichen asked impatiently, "Is it three months? Or three years? Tell me quickly."

Yuan Diqi gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "Three... months."

"So short." Li Beichen felt melancholy for a moment. He asked Jiang Yuebai, "My lord, how many months do you have left to give birth?"

Jiang Yuebai was also thinking about this question, "Now it's four and a half months, and in three months it will be more than seven months. It's almost time to give birth."

It is considered good that the quintuplets can stay together for more than seven months and almost eight months.

Li Beichen rubbed his chin, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Judging from the current plot, this female author is likely to arrange it like this:
After the birth of the quintuplets, the whole country was celebrating, but he was so excited that he accidentally died. He left a will and passed the throne to the prince. From then on, Jiang Yuebai became the queen mother who ruled the country from behind the curtain, reaching the peak of the heroine...

It’s not that he’s a stepping stone, he’s just a tool, the kind that sows seeds.

Yuan Diqi thought about it and said with a stiff upper lip, "If the emperor really wants to change his fate, there is a way. But exchanging one's life for another's life is against the will of heaven and may lead to divine punishment. You will pay a huge price."

"How do you exchange it? What's the price?" Li Beichen subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yuebai.

He remembered what the evil monk said, that one of the four sons would die. Could it be that he had exchanged his life for his son?

"The most important thing about exchanging lives is an equal exchange. Either you exchange an extremely noble life, or the lives of thousands of ordinary people. The price is that you may be killed, and your life may not be exchanged successfully. Instead, you may be struck by lightning, and bring disaster to future generations. Sima Guang once said that the way of heaven is unchangeable and destiny is unchangeable. Destiny cannot be changed at will."

Li Beichen sighed, no wonder human sacrifice was popular in ancient times.

Jiang Yuebai was sighing that the gap between people was so big. Is the life of an ordinary person so worthless?

They are just extremely noble people, and this does not include myself.

She really had no idea about the author's bizarre imagination.

Jiang Yuebai subconsciously turned his head to look at Li Beichen, his eyes seemed to ask, "Will you kill me in exchange for your life?"

Li Beichen was playing with the black lace under the quilt, rubbing the edges, and asked calmly, "Master Yuan, whose life do you think should be changed?"

"Your Majesty can kill the Duke of Huguo or the Marquis of Changping as a sacrifice to the heaven."

How dare you say that.

Li Beichen felt a little tempted after hearing this. He had always been worried that they were up to no good, so killing them should be okay, right? But in the end, he shook his head:
"The Duke of Huguo and the Marquis of Changping are my most trusted ministers and have made great contributions to the country. Without them, the Tartars may go south to the Central Plains and harm the people. How can I kill them? I cannot do that."

"It can also be exchanged for the lives of a thousand people."

Li Beichen shook his head without hesitation, "That's even more unacceptable. I can't possibly massacre the people."

"You can also exchange it for the life of a prince."

Li Beichen's mind flashed with the image of the eldest prince, he hesitated for a moment, and chose to refuse:

"Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, so how can I harm my own children? Wouldn't that make me worse than an animal?"

"Your Majesty, you can also use this year's grain harvest as a price to offer sacrifice to the heavens."

Li Beichen was furious. "Nonsense! Are you a spy sent by the Baili tribe? Are you talking nonsense? Food is the most important thing for the people. Without food, what will the people eat? What can they use to exchange? What's the difference between this and killing them? Liang Xiaobao, drag him down, bury him... give him thirty lashes, and hand him over to the Dali Temple for trial."

Yuan Diqi was also a stubborn person. He still maintained his integrity at this moment, "Your Majesty, please let me finish what I want to say. After I finish, it will not be too late for you to punish or kill me."

Jiang Yuebai couldn't help but remind Li Beichen:
"Your Majesty, please don't be angry yet. Let Master Yuan cure the poison for you first, and then it won't be too late to beat you with a stick."

Li Beichen thought about it and said with annoyance, "Hurry up and cure me of the poison. After you are punished, don't stay in the Imperial Observatory. Go back to your hometown and farm. I don't need someone like you who has evil intentions!"

Unexpectedly, Yuan Diqi fell to his knees and said, "Your Majesty, spare my life. I have another way. If the imperial concubine is willing to lend her life to your majesty, I can also extend your life. But this method can only be used for a maximum of five years."

Sima Guang really said that.