The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 206

Master Jiran smiled, took off the prayer flag around his neck, stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, Master Lioyuan is willing to leave his soul, and let his soul invite the old man to point out the disaster star."

"Lihun?" Emperor Changde asked in surprise, "Then, will Master Yuan come back?"

If Master Liao Yuan can come back, can he also bring her back?
"It's late, Your Majesty." Master Jiran sighed and said, "If the time away from the soul does not exceed one breath, you can come back. But if it exceeds one breath, then there is no way to recover. Besides, what Master Liaoyuan said this time Please's soul is unusual, and it needs to be compensated by one's life."

"Master Liao Yuan has a compassionate heart and is willing to sacrifice himself to invite a soul. Before leaving, Master Lio Yuan specifically explained that His Majesty should be able to hear who will come."

Emperor Changde was slightly stunned, as if his words hit his mind.

Some people present who have never met the former empress could not help being very confused, could it be that Emperor Chang De knew the woman who just heard the voice in the darkness?

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Emperor Changde staggering under his feet, Zhao Guifei hurried forward to help him.

Emperor Changde waved his hand, saying that it is all right.

Immediately, he sighed and said: "Since Master Liaoyuan sacrificed himself by using the technique of summoning souls, then I will give him a grand burial to comfort his dead soul."

"Your Majesty, no!" Master Jiran advised again: "Although Master Liao Yuan's soul has already left his body, this should be considered a good thing for him."

"How do you say that?" Emperor Changde asked, he hadn't heard of it yet, and it was a good thing for some people to think that they were dead.

Master Jiran said in detail: "The poor monk and master Liaoyuan are both monks, and they both want to practice to become immortals. Now, his soul has left the body, and he only needs to go through another calamity before he can become an immortal and go to the West Paradise Follow the Tathagata."

"And Your Majesty, if you give him a grand burial and let him rest in peace, then it will be impossible for him to survive the calamity and become a fairy!"

After hearing this, Emperor Changde asked again: "Then what should I do?"

"Generally speaking, thunder and lightning are needed, but now, if you want human help, you should throw Master Yuan's body into the furnace, burn him into coke, and then smash his bones into ashes."

Emperor Changde frowned and said, "Isn't this disrespectful to Master Yuan?"

Master Jiran explained: "Your Majesty, anyone who wants to become an immortal will surely suffer a catastrophe. A mere physical body is not enough to regret. If Master Liao Yuan knows, Your Majesty, if you help him in this way, he will be grateful to His Majesty and come to repay you when he becomes an immortal. His Majesty."

"From now on, no matter what kind of disaster star will dare to approach His Majesty half a step!"

When everyone heard this, they held their breath. It turned out that becoming an immortal had to go through such a painful process, so they should just be mortals.

"Forget it." Emperor Changde glanced at Master Yuan's corpse, raised his hand and ordered: "Just do what Master Jiran said."

Zhao Chu also felt baffled. He wanted to speak up and went to check Master Yuan's body again.

However, after thinking about it later, if he said it directly, Emperor Changde might suspect that he had a relationship with Master Yuan, so he simply didn't speak.

Feng Xihe turned his eyes, and whispered to Gu Shiyin, "You're looking for this, Jiran is pretty good."

Master Jiran was arranged by Gu Shiyin for Concubine Zhang De, and he never went to Zhang Guogong's mansion at all.

Although Master Jiran is also a vanity-hungry stick, it is more than enough to use him to deal with Master Yuan.

She looked at the little novice monks with confused faces, her eyes darkened slightly. These were not real novice monks from the temple, but Yun Changyi's recruited vocalists, artisans who were good at imitating human voices.

Perhaps Yun Changyi knew a little about the past, so he asked them to imitate the accent of the former empress.

If Emperor Chang De trusted the first empress, then the disaster star that the soul of the first empress found for him must be true.

However, among so many young novice monks, in addition to Yun Changyi and Zhao Chu's artisans and artisans, there were also people arranged by Concubine Zhang De.

Just now, after they hung the prayer flags around their necks and turned off the lights, Master Jiran picked up the prayer flags hanging from Master Yuan's neck that reached to the ground. He and another young novice each bit one end of the prayer flags , the prayer flags were in a cross shape, bypassing Master Yuan's neck.

After all the monks held hands and worked together, Master Jiran and the little novice clenched the prayer flag tightly and pulled it back.

At the same time, the hands of the two were still holding the hands of other novice monks. In this way, it was faked that Master Yuan sacrificed himself and went to summon the soul.

Gu Shiyin looked back, and whispered: "Then how do you plan to thank this king for finding such a famous magic stick like Jiran for you, who also suits your taste?"

Seeing his ambiguous expression, Feng Xihe turned his head embarrassingly, biting his lower lip.

"My lord is waiting for your thank you." Gu Shiyin answered for her, and then turned his eyes away as usual.

Master Liao Yuan's body was dragged out, and according to what Master Jiran said, it was first thrown into the stove, and then the bones were thrown into ashes.

When everyone thought about it, they all had lingering fears, and they felt that Master Liao Yuan was not an ordinary person.

Not long after, Emperor Changde was thinking about the calamity, and suddenly cast his eyes on the portrait on the table.

"Come on, go and open this scroll for me!"

Everyone's eyes also fell on the picture scroll, and they also wanted to see, Master Liao Yuan was willing to sacrifice himself to summon the soul, and the disaster star he pointed out was holy.

Will a person really appear on the blank scroll?

Concubine Zhao had a slight smile in her eyes, she could hardly restrain her surging mood.

Zhao Chu's eyes flickered slightly, and he felt that Master Yuan's sudden death just now must have something else behind him.

Feng Xi and Gu Shiyin waited silently for the result.

The prayer flags on the top were removed, and the picture scroll was pulled away bit by bit, and the silhouette of a woman gradually appeared in everyone's eyes.

When everyone looked at it at first glance, they couldn't help but feel surprised.

That woman was dressed luxuriously and had a great manner, she was undoubtedly Concubine Zhao Gui.

Emperor Changde pulled the scroll hard, his fingertips trembling with anger, he threw the scroll on the ground angrily, walked over, glared at Concubine Zhao and said, "So it's you!"

Concubine Zhao's beautiful eyes widened all of a sudden, it's so possible, the person on the scroll should be Feng Xihe.

"Your Majesty, it's not like this." Zhao Guifei sobbed, she knelt down in front of Emperor Changde, hugged his thigh, and burst into tears, "Your Majesty, listen to my concubine's explanation!"

"What explanation is needed!" Emperor Chang De kicked her away, "Master Liao Yuan sacrificed himself because he wanted to find out you, the disaster star, so there is still a fake!"

As he spoke, he ordered: "Come here, take Zhao Guifei down..."

"Your Majesty!" Mrs. Zhao stood up suddenly, walked to the middle of the hall, put down her crutches, and bowed down.

"The imperial concubine has been domineering and willful in the past few years since she entered the palace, but she has never done anything wrong. Your Majesty, please remember for the sake of my old self, and investigate who took the picture scroll of the imperial concubine. Li Daitao froze!"

As soon as Mrs. Zhao's words came out, Concubine Zhao nodded immediately, "Yes, yes, Your Majesty, someone must have secretly replaced the picture scroll! Your Majesty, you have to decide for your concubines!"

"Sister's words are wrong." Concubine Zhang Dexi said slowly: "If someone else is on the picture scroll, shouldn't others be like my sister, claiming that the picture scroll has been exchanged?"

"What's more, His Majesty also said just now that Master Liao Yuan exhausted his life just to find out the disaster star. Come to think of it, this disaster star also has a lot of background, ordinary people can't deal with it, and sister, you are just right."

Concubine Zhao looked back and said angrily: "You mean, insist that this palace is a disaster?"

Concubine Zhang De said with a smile: "I have never said anything, if my sister insists on thinking so, then there is nothing I can do about it."

"Enough!" Emperor Changde shouted coldly, his eyes were fixed on Zhao Guifei, and endless flames shot out from inside.

After a while, Miss Yun stood up and blessed Emperor Changde, "Your Majesty, my concubine also thinks that this matter is different, why don't we start again..."

Concubine Zhao is Zhao Chu's elder sister after all, she thought, anyway, she would leave Zhao Chu anyway, instead of competing for favor in the harem, if she could help Concubine Zhao, Zhao Chu would remember her kindness.

"You want to speak for her?" Emperor Changde shifted his gaze to Xiaomei Yun, and the warning color in it was obvious.

Xiaomei Yun was startled, and had no choice but to swallow the next words in her stomach.

When Zhao Chu looked at Xiaomei Yun, there was more condemnation in his eyes, as if he was blaming her for not being good at things.In fact, even if Emperor Changde could listen to Xiaomei Yun's words, Zhao Chu would not remember her well.

Emperor Changde looked at Concubine Zhao without blinking, as if he had sentenced Concubine Zhao to death.

"Your Majesty, this concubine thinks that even though my sister is a disaster, she is innocent because she doesn't know it!" At this time, Concubine Zhang De said, "In this way, she won't be guilty of death! I beg your majesty to bypass my sister." Life."

Emperor Changde recovered from his excitement, and he shook his head weakly, "Forget it, I will temporarily detain Concubine Zhao Gui, and send her to Huiyun Nunnery in Xia Kingdom for the rest of her life in the early morning of tomorrow."

As if struck by lightning, Concubine Zhao collapsed to the ground, and was sent to another country to be a nun, so what hope could she have in her life.

"Your Majesty, don't!" Her tears became more violent.

Mrs. Zhao, Zhao Chu and others came out one after another to intercede.

Concubine Zhang De persuaded with emotion: "Sister, don't be sad, as long as you are alive, there is hope."

As long as Concubine Zhao can live like an ant for a lifetime, then she absolutely cannot let Concubine Zhao die so easily.

Everyone sighed. They didn't expect that Concubine Zhao Gui, who was dancing gracefully and enjoying all the honor and favor one moment, would encounter such a catastrophe the next moment.

Feng Xihe looked down slightly, as a bystander, witnessing everything.

In the end, Emperor Changde was not moved by Concubine Zhao's request, so he made up his mind and dragged Concubine Zhao down and locked her up.

But Concubine Zhao Gui still didn't give up, desperately broke free from the Ouchi guards, crawled over, and continued to beg.

"Your Majesty, the concubine was wronged!"

Emperor Changde was furious, and pulled out the cold iron sword from the hand of the imperial guard, and stabbed her in the cheek.

(End of this chapter)