"Nonsense!" The imperial concubine was so shocked by the ominous sentence that her heart skipped a slight beat.

"Imperial concubine, why don't you ask the national teacher to take a look, Your Majesty is not a way to go down like this, the imperial doctor has seen it and said that His Majesty is recovering well, but ......" Wuyao's eyes were full of tears, and the imperial concubine immediately thought of Huiyuan, the national teacher who is now living in the palace, after being reminded by Wuyao.

"This matter should not be spread outside, you go and call the national teacher, and say that there is a Buddhist ceremony in the mourning family to ask." The imperial concubine groaned slightly and said.

"Yes." The person who was pointed at by the imperial concubine was Chu Yue, Chu Yue bowed down and hurriedly went to the palace of the national teacher, and invited Hui Yuan over, now Hui Yuan is no longer the dispensable monk at the beginning, when he is a high and powerful national teacher, he is deeply respected by the imperial concubine.

Huiyuan never dreamed that he would fight to the death, and he would really be able to achieve his current status, and it was just like this under one person and above ten thousand people, as long as his words could put people to death, the temptation of this right made him tremble all over, but every time like this, Jun Moxi's figure would jump into his mind.

The moment he gave the holy decree to make him a national teacher, he knew that this powerful person could lift him up to the supreme position, and he could also pull himself down in an instant, and this kind of heartfelt respect and fear would be indelible in Huiyuan's heart in this life.

"Master Kuni." The imperial concubine looked at Hui Yuan, who was dressed in a robe, and lowered her head slightly to show respect, and Hui Yuan bowed in return with a Buddhist voice, and this kind of high-level bearing set off Huiyuan extraordinary.

"The imperial concubine is a little restless, the poor monk already knows the ins and outs of the matter, and please wait outside the hall, it is inconvenient for outsiders to be present when the poor monk is doing it." Huiyuan leaned over slightly, the imperial concubine hadn't said anything yet, Huiyuan had already finished the words first, and the words only cared about you made everyone slightly surprised.

It is worthy of being a national teacher, before they can tell the matter, this national teacher has already known one step ahead, and looking at this appearance, there is a solution, and it is really right to Wuyao, Your Majesty, I am afraid that there is really some evil spirit, the imperial concubine's eyes were slightly deep, and she raised her hand to drive everyone out, and vacated the room for Huiyuan, who lowered his eyes slightly.

Huiyuan looked at the people who closed the door and retreated, breathed a sigh of relief slightly, walked to the bed where Jun Moxi was lying, knelt down and bowed: "Huiyuan sees Your Majesty, I don't know what Your Majesty has to tell you to come to find Huiyuan." ”

Jun Moxi, who was lying with his eyes tightly closed, slowly opened his eyes when Huiyuan's words fell, sat up with his body propped up, and looked down at Huiyuan who was kneeling on the ground, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a faint smile.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and the national teacher is getting smarter and smarter." Jun Mo leaned on the side of the bed and looked at Hui Yuan and said.

"Don't dare to be it, it's Your Majesty who taught it well." Hui Yuan laughed dryly, bowed down, and didn't dare to look up.

"I came to you to do a great thing." Jun Moxi's lips pursed slightly, stared at Huiyuan and said: "The Hanyang royal family is disrupted, the imperial tomb will collapse, and the bloodline will be chaotic. ”

"What!?" Huiyuan's heart trembled fiercely, raised his eyes to look at Jun Moxi's dark eyes, and cold sweat suddenly oozed from his back, this is a major matter related to the survival of Hanyang, and it is all about cutting off his head when he talks about it, Jun Moxi is ready to give it a go this time, messing with the bloodline of Hanyang, the bloodline of Jun's surname, the person who points to this is very obvious.

"What does Your Majesty mean?" Huiyuan was a little uneasy in his heart, and raised his eyes slightly to look at Jun Moxi and said.

"That...... Just listen to the imperial concubine, I believe that the imperial concubine will understand, as for the specific way to do it, it depends on the national teacher's means, you must know that your name as a national teacher is not called in vain. Jun Mo Xi bent his eyebrows slightly and looked at Huiyuan and said.

"Yes." Huiyuan's eyes flashed slightly, and a thought suddenly crossed between the electric light and flint in his mind, and he bowed slightly in response, Jun Moxi's eyes bent slightly, and he closed his eyes and lay down again.

Huiyuan stood up, breathed for a long time, and then opened the door, and the people waiting outside were already impatient, and when they saw Huiyuan coming out, they hurriedly greeted him.

"National Teacher, how is Your Majesty's situation?" The imperial concubine hurriedly asked.

"The imperial concubine took a step to speak." Huiyuan's face was slightly solemn, and he looked at the imperial concubine and said.

The imperial concubine looked at Huiyuan like this, and suddenly had another bad idea in her heart, as Huiyuan walked to the side, Huiyuan spoke out slowly, and the imperial concubine's face suddenly changed after hearing this, and she reprimanded angrily: "Ridiculous! My Hanyang royal bloodline is orthodox, where did I get the messy bloodline! ”

"The Imperial Princess." Huiyuan was not in a hurry at all, and leaned over slightly to the imperial concubine and said, "The bloodline of the first king is not chaotic, but ...... There is another prince. ”

"You mean...... King Qing? The imperial concubine's face was solemn, and she suddenly seemed to think of something, her eyes narrowed slightly, Huiyuan nodded to the end, and did not say much, the imperial concubine couldn't make a conclusion in her heart for the time being, but just told Wuyao and others to take care of Jun Mo and returned to the palace.

As for this night, what happened in the palace was not publicized, Jun Qiannan naturally didn't know that he had been targeted, at this time he was trying his best to deal with the affairs of the imperial tomb, almost everything was only owed to the east wind, but at this moment, Ouyang Mo, who had been in charge of the imperial tomb, suddenly fell ill.

"What!? Sick!? In King Qing's mansion, Qin Muyu walked into the mansion with an anxious face and reported the news to Jun Qiannan, and Jun Qiannan jumped up immediately.

"Father-in-law, Ouyang Mo didn't go to the Imperial Mausoleum, what should I do now?" Qin Muyu was in a hurry, this matter deviated from the original track, if Ouyang Mo fell ill and resigned from the official task of supervising the construction of the imperial tomb, then everything they did would be in vain.

"No...... Resolutely not let Ouyang Mo resign from official affairs, even if he is sick, he must bear the name of this superintendent. Jun Qiannan hid in place, his eyes full of fierce light.

"It's business as usual, Ouyang Mo's excerpt will not be delivered to His Majesty." Jun Qiannan looked straight at Qin Muyu and said, "You go and let Wang Yongyuan prepare, tomorrow night at noon will be the time when the imperial tomb will collapse." ”

"Yes." Qin Muyu looked at Jun Qiannan's gaze, his heart was slightly settled, and he bowed down.

Ouyang Mo's fold was indeed not delivered, but it was the truth that he was sick and did not leave the house, as for the matter of supervising the construction was also handed over to Qin Muyu after Ouyang Mo fell ill, Jun Qiannan obviously ignored this, he once thought that as long as Ouyang Mo still hung on this head, he would not be able to escape the blame.