The Concubine's Conspiracy: Rebirth of the Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 303 Phoenix-beaked Golden Dragon
In the golden palace, the bright yellow silk curtain flutters gently even in the absence of wind, and the fragrant mist rises from the golden dragon-carved tripod furnace, and the entire hall can be heard quietly as needles drop.

Li Chunyu gently pushed open the palace door, walked into the main hall, walked lightly, not daring to make a sound, walked to the imperial table, looked at the emperor who was already asleep after reviewing the memorials on the imperial table, he couldn't help but sighed softly, Political affairs are busy these days.

The emperor hadn't slept well for a long time, and now, he fell asleep at the imperial case. He wanted to wake up the emperor, and the waiters followed him to the bedroom to rest, but he was afraid of shocking the holy car.

After thinking about it, he still didn't dare to make a sound. He took a delicate tiger fur blanket and gently covered the body of the king. Then, he retreated lightly, walked into the hall, and took a look at the pan. Long Xiaoding pulled out the incense beads with tiny golden tongs.

Gently sniffing it, not to mention that it is indeed a new tribute from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the effect of calming the mind is really good. Putting down the golden tongs in his hand, he walked out lightly, put the door of the palace back on, and guarded it. outside the temple.

On the couch, the emperor was asleep.

It was still pitch black outside, but after an unknown period of time, the sky gradually lit up, and the sun rose in the east, bathing the earth with golden light, reflecting the white snowy field, glowing with dots of halo, beautiful as Dreams are like dreams.

In front of my eyes, the snow melted and everything came back to life.The dense forest is lush and endless, the flowing water is gurgling, the green lake is leaning against the green, and the white mist rises from the mountains, rivers and lakes. In the white mist, it seems that there are pavilions and attics looming in the mist.

Reminiscent of a fairyland, magnificent and majestic, ethereal and indistinct, it is better than the fairy trail.

On the blue sky, surrounded by colorful auspicious clouds, a golden dragon soars around Jiuzhou. It has a tiger beard and a hyena tail, and its body is as long as a snake.

However, suddenly, a clear whistle sounded from the sky, the sound was like a low, slightly sharp sound, and the sound rang through the earth, and every time the whistle fell, the earth trembled.

The colorful auspicious clouds are no longer there, and the sky suddenly turns red. At the end of the sky, a behemoth soars towards it. Upon closer inspection, the behemoth has a front, a scale, a snake neck, a fish tail, a swallow jaw, a chicken beak, and two wings. Zhang is a phoenix, but he is covered in jet black and full of hostility.

The black phoenix was actually above the golden dragon, and it attacked the golden dragon with its beak, and the majestic golden dragon fell straight down from the sky with a beak.

bang...

Ji Ling next to Hong woke up from a dream, his whole body soaked in cold sweat, the emperor's face turned pale, recalling the dream just now, his face was full of sinister.

Fengling dragon body, beak dead golden dragon!
It's really a big ominous sign, what exactly does this dream herald?
Emperor Chong stretched out his hand, lifted off the tiger fur blanket on his body, and said coldly, "Come here."

The palace door opened in response to the sound, and Li Chunyu walked in quickly, kneeling in front of the emperor, "Your Majesty, the old slave is here. Do you want to go back to the palace to rest? The old slave has already had the sedan chair ready."

On the other hand, Hong said in a cold voice with deep eyebrows, "Give me the order of Qin Tianjian to enter the palace immediately!"

"Slave respects the oracle."

Li Chunyu responded, and stepped back out of the hall, but there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, he didn't know what happened to the emperor, how could it be said that Si Mingqin Tianjian entered the palace in the middle of the night?
Shaking his head, he couldn't figure it out no matter what he thought!

Li Chunyu restrained his thoughts, hurried down and ordered the eunuch to pass the decree to Xuanzhao, to accompany the king like a tiger, the king's heart is hard to turn, as a servant, he has always upheld the seven-character mantra, don't ask, talk less, do more!
He has been in the palace for so many years, so he naturally understands, don't ask too much about what you shouldn't know, don't say a word you shouldn't say, otherwise, just a casual word of yours may kill your head.

When you want to know the will of the Holy Majesty, you will know it naturally. When you don't know it, it's useless even if you guess it.

After about two sticks of incense, Si Mingqin Tianjian appeared in front of the emperor.

"Long live, long live, long live." Si Mingqin Tianjian Lang Qing was just a young man in his thirties, full of heaven, handsome in appearance, dressed in Taoist robes, holding a dust whisk in his hand, and wearing a robe. His temperament is as calm as Hua, but he is quite a gentleman.

He didn't kneel down, but bent slightly to show respect to the emperor.

Qin Tianjian has one person for each of the five sense organs, and holds the official title of the sixth grade. He is in charge of observing astrology, calculating solar terms, and formulating calendars.

Si Mingqin Tianjian, from the rank of first-rank official, did not go to court, did not participate in politics, and was in charge of Fengshui, measuring good and bad.

Speaking of it, its functions and powers are the same as those of the national teachers respected by the emperors of all dynasties, but, more than a hundred years ago, there was a powerful national teacher who committed rebellion.

Since then, Daqin has no national teacher.

Later, it slowly evolved into Si Mingqin Tianjian. However, in order to prevent lessons learned from the past, the emperor deprived many of the powers that the national teacher could have enjoyed.

The emperor was a little dazed, regained his senses and rubbed his temples lightly, looked at the man in the Taoist robe, and said in a deep voice, "Lang Qing, you are here, get flat. I remember that it was less than half an hour after my decree was issued, and you actually acted like this Entering the palace soon, why is this?"

"Thank you Your Majesty, Your Majesty, when I was watching the sky tonight, I discovered something, and I was about to enter the palace to report to the Holy Majesty, but I didn't expect that Your Majesty has sent my ministers to the palace to meet you."

Dijun asked: "Oh, what did you find?"

Lang Qing looked solemn, and said, "Return to your majesty, when I was watching the sky tonight, I found that Ziwei's starlight has weakened, the North Pole Pearl Union, the five courts are gradually broken, and the position of Beichen, the star of the seven kills, seizes the sky. Go to Ziwei Star, the position of Beichen, there is no constellation at all, and a vision from the sky, this is a great ominous omen!"

"The star of seven kills, seize Ziwei's starlight? An omen of great misfortune..."

The emperor's face was gloomy, his voice was cold, and a dark light flashed in his narrow, eagle-like eyes. It was an ominous omen. Tonight, the demon phoenix fell into his dream.

Lang Qing's meaning couldn't be more obvious, someone will threaten his throne!
Emperor Hong was furious, and then he talked about the dream he had just now, "Then can you figure out where the Seven Killing Star falls, and who is it?"

"Well, I'm afraid I have to open the altar to find out!" Lang Qing replied in a deep voice, "Don't worry, your majesty, you are the son of the real dragon and emperor, and it is God's will to rule the world. .”

The emperor's voice was full of killing intent, "Okay, you can open the altar and figure it out as soon as possible, no matter who the person is, let me... rather kill the wrong person, don't... let it go!"

"I would like to respect the imperial order, Your Majesty, Rong Chen, please retire first and choose a time to prepare for the opening of the altar."

"You go down!"

Emperor Hong's voice was extremely cold, and after Lang Qing left, he sat on the imperial chair without moving for a long time, his emotions remained unchanged in his long and narrow eyes, and all that echoed in his mind was the dream he had just had.

The demon phoenix enters the dream, who is the demon phoenix referring to, which son or the prince?

Or... something else?
(End of this chapter)