Don't mess with the stupid concubine

Chapter 214 Your Majesty, This Palace Will Dispose of You 4
A moment later, the hunchbacked warlock who claimed to be Huang Banxian was thrown into the Dahong Palace by the imperial guards.

"Please refer to the emperor for the humble position, the emperor, the humble position found a master in the capital who claimed to be able to solve the dreams of the world and point out the fate of the world for a hundred years."

"Grassmen see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live..."

Civil and military officials saw the yellow half-immortal, hunchbacked, lame, with a dirty beard, and without the slightest sense of immortality, they were immediately disappointed...

Eighty percent is just a liar...

Sima Chu glanced at the old man kneeling below, and said calmly, "You, can you really interpret dreams?"

Huang Banxian said: "Back to the emperor, the poor can not only interpret dreams, but also observe people's brows and predict disasters and fortunes..."

"You still know how to read faces?" Mr. Cao, the servant of the household department, said in doubt: "Then take a good look at me, can you give me some pointers?"

"Yes, my lord." After Huang Banxian replied, he looked at Mr. Cao carefully.

Huang Banxian not only looked at it, but also took Mr. Cao's hand and gently kneaded it, a pair of dark eyes burning hotly.

Seeing that Mr. Cao was extremely embarrassed, he shook off Huang Banxian's hand and said, "What did you see? Hmph, if you don't have any real skills, today you have committed the capital crime of deceiving the emperor!"

"My lord... then the poor can just say it straight, can you?"

The servant of the household department immediately said: "Say!"

"Yes, my lord." Huang Daxian coughed dryly, and said: "My lord, you have a broad forehead and big ears, which shows that you are very popular, and you are quite popular with your colleagues in the court..."

When Mr. Cao heard that, his eyes were a little proud: "That's all?"

"What's more... My lord has a high nose, a big temper, a big mouth, and a pair of peach blossom eyes. My lord, there must be a lot of wives and concubines in your house, isn't this number?"

As he said that, Huang Banxian made a "ten" gesture.

"Wow...it's really amazing..." When all the officials heard this, they couldn't help being amazed. How could a magician from other places step into the capital for the first time, so how could he see that Mr. Cao had more than ten wives and concubines at a glance? ?

No matter how rich the family is, it is normal to have three wives, four concubines, five bedrooms and six concubines, but men with more than ten wives are indeed very rare...

When Mr. Cao heard this, his complexion changed immediately: "Hmph, everyone in the capital knows that I like to marry wives and take concubines. What kind of skill is this?"

"My lord, if you think what Pindao said is too ordinary, then Pindao has to come up with something extraordinary..."

As soon as Huang Banxian finished speaking, his face immediately became dark: "My lord's eyes are dark, and his brows are gloomy. Someone in the family must have suffered a disaster or illness, and he probably won't live for a few days... My lord, do you still want to hear something else?" of what?"

Mr. Cao, the servant of the household department, was sweating profusely, and hurriedly said: "No, no..."

This Taoist priest who looks a little crazy, holding such a signboard of Huang Banxian, does have some skills...

Because just like what he said, his old mother was suffering from a stubborn illness, and the imperial doctor helped her see it, saying that the medicine was ineffective, and she had to wait until she died...

And this news, apart from the imperial physician, none of the other colleagues knew about it, let alone this irrelevant Huang Daxian...

If he is allowed to continue talking, in case the matter of the gold buried under his bed is figured out...

"My lord, I don't know what the poor said, right or wrong?"

The Minister of Household Department immediately turned around, clasped his fists and said to the high-ranking Sima Chu: "Your Majesty, this Taoist priest is indeed very skilled in Taoism. I believe that he must be able to interpret the dreams of the Empress Dowager..."

(End of this chapter)