Shangyuan fell into the water, and he didn't tell anyone about it at the beginning of the month, but he was more careful than before. As time passed, it was all right.

The fourteenth year of Jiajing, the first month.

Eighteen open courts, nine Zhen Dynasty halls, so far only one person sits alone.

"That being the case, then the matter of the spring sacrifice should be according to what Su Xiang said." Above the court, Jun Yi said absent-mindedly. Although he has become pro-government, he has not acted any differently than before, and everything is according to the words of Su Xiao and the others. This reassured many people, it seems that the previous preparations were not in vain, and this Ming Emperor has become a real puppet.

It's just that a few people are happy, and naturally a few people are sad. Some people like him to be quiet and obedient, but some people want him to stir up the court and set off the storm, so that the gap can be drilled.

"Queen Mother, look at this" In the Ci'an Palace, King Qing paced back and forth, his face a little anxious. "I don't know if that guy has such patience, or if his temper has been worn out by them? If this is the case, then our previous plans will not be all in vain? ”

"Don't be anxious, it's only been half a month," the palace woman on the side said comfortingly, although she said so, she also frowned. If Jun Yi keeps going on like this, it is difficult to guarantee that her brother will insist on supporting him to sit on the throne.

"How can Erchen not be anxious! After the pro-government, the other princes returned to their territories, and only the sons remained in the capital. It's okay that the Western Party hasn't played at the moment, but once they remember this stubble, I have to make a move first? As he spoke, King Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stopped and turned to Empress Dowager Su and asked.

"What does the emperor mean?" Empress Dowager Su frowned, not knowing what he meant.

"If you want your son to stay in Beijing, you will definitely not be able to use all kinds of excuses, it is better to think of a long-term plan, and it is better to stay here openly." With a sharp gaze, King Qing's mouth immediately hooked up with a smug look, "Erchen has a plan." ”

Zhenguo Mansion, inside the Flower Hall.

Xiao Ruchang held the scissors in one hand and carefully trimmed Mo Lan on the desk. "How's it going?" Hearing that someone had entered the hall, he didn't look back, and asked casually.

"The food has been sent to Qingzhou. The officials of the two roads have also been sorted out according to the uncle's wishes. Xiao Ao replied cautiously, with a little embarrassment on his face.

"Anything else?" Seeing that he hadn't left, Xiao Ru said with a long squint.

After hesitating for a while, Xiao Ao spoke: "After the pro-government, King Qing has not yet belonged, and the little nephew wants to ask what his uncle means." But do you want to let Gu Ben send him out of Beijing? "The Chu Dynasty has always been divided into feuds and not given land, the lords are not in the people, and the kings are not allowed to enter Beijing unless they are edicted, and now King Qing is stuck in Beijing, which is indeed a big threat.

"Not necessarily." Xiao Ruchang sneered, "Send a letter and let King Qi secretly enter Beijing." Since they want to play, then we will accompany them. ”

Since the beginning of the dynasty, the quieter the DPRK and the central government, the more the sense of mountains and rains is coming, and whether or not there is party strife involved inside and outside the court, officials of all sizes have faintly felt a little depressed.

As soon as the winter is over, the spring rain begins to fall.

The entire city of Anyang has been shrouded in this layer of gray rain and mist. In a few days, it was March in the blink of an eye.

Not long ago, the spring festival of the upper temple, which was negotiated with the palace, is also approaching.

The spring festival is an ancient custom, and a festival is held at the water's edge on the day of March every year to wash away dirt, eliminate disasters and evils, and carry out purification.

The spring festival was supposed to be located at the Qichun Gate in the east of Anyang City, and the water of the Qu River was taken to sacrifice and eliminate the disaster, but this year, Su Xiang thought that the emperor was too weak to go out, so he changed it to a small festival in Changtaimen in the palace, but the big and small officials still had to be present.

Because it is a small festival, the festival ceremony is relatively simple. The officials lined up in two ways, with Wu Zhu in the middle, dancing and singing sacrifices from time to time.

At the beginning of the month, the emperor on the altar, dressed in a red Xuan sacrifice robe, sat solemnly. This time I was closer to the last time I saw him, but I still couldn't see his appearance clearly, and I could only feel that my body was a little slender. couldn't help but think of Min Shuo's words on the day of Shangyuan, and his eyes dimmed at the beginning of the month.

With a loud shout, a witch man came to Dazhu's side with a jar of clear water, only to see him lift a willow branch and dip it into the altar, then pull it out, wave it around, and the water on the willow branch also sprinkled to the officials on both sides.

After a round, Wu Zhu returned to the altar, and another witch held another small jar of clear water. He lifted the willow branch again and sprinkled it around the altar, and when he was done, he stepped aside.

At this time, Emperor Ming slowly got up and took the book and silk handed by Taichang Siqing on the side.

At the beginning of the month, I found that the emperor was not only slender, but his steps were vain, and his wide sacrificial clothes were on his body, as if he would crush him at any time.

The ritual has reached its final stage. After prostration, burn the silk.

And Emperor Ming is also holding up the book and bowing to the east, and the bow needs to be three bows and nine bows. Although his body is unstable, it can be seen that he is still extremely solemn. Every prostration is in place. One bow, two bows, just about to get up and bow three times, suddenly the figure flickered, the book fell to the ground, and then under the exclamations of the people, Emperor Ming fell.

The incident happened suddenly, and he was stunned at the first day of the first month, and the officials below did not have time to react. Soon people were crowding the altar. The cries, the cries, from top to bottom, spread like a tidal wave.

I vaguely heard someone shouting, the emperor is poisoned, hurry up and announce the imperial doctor! On the first day of the first month, I looked up. The shouting person was quickly disappeared, and at this time, the medical officers of the Imperial Doctor's Department were already pale, and they hurried up, and Yun Xiang was also among them, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Emperor Ming was soon sent to the harem for treatment, and then there was a eunuch to pass on the will of the queen mother, the emperor was diligent in government affairs for days, and his health was ill due to overwork.

After the decree was completed, the officials under the city gate all looked at each other, but they didn't dare to say anything, so they retreated one by one.

In the palace, Emperor Ming was lying on the couch with a blue face, his eyes were closed, and his lips were slightly purple. Dozens of medical officers beside him were all trembling. The personal eunuch Guo Gonggong on the side was even more pale.

Outside the screen, all the high-ranking positions of the two parties were present, Empress Dowager Su was full of worry, looking at the screen from time to time, and Empress Xiao on the side was uneasy to twist her hands in her sleeves, Xiao Ruchang and Su Yi were both iron-faced. Outside the hall, there were also kneeling Qing Wang, Xiao Ao, Xu Shu and Min Shuo and other personnel, and their faces were different. Or purse your lips in deep thought, or have a blank face. or frowning.

After a while, the old medical officer in the screen walked out and said to the Empress Dowager Su: "Back to the Empress Dowager, after careful investigation by us, the emperor should have been poisoned by the purple golden grass, this poison is colorless and tasteless, the onset is rapid, and the symptoms are present."

"Can this poison be cured?" Before the old medical officer finished speaking, Su Yi on the side asked in a rough voice.

The old medical officer nodded hurriedly, "I can solve it." Just use Umu Pilian"

"Then don't go yet! If the emperor can't wake up, you will all be buried with him! Su Yi let out a low roar impatiently, and looked sideways at Xiao Ruchang, his eyes full of resentment.

The old doctor was stunned, and Empress Dowager Su waved her hand and said, "Hurry up!" ”

Xiao Ruchang's face turned pale, and he said in a deep voice: "The emperor was poisoned, and the matter is serious, should the queen also find out who poisoned it?" ”

Empress Xiao was stunned for a moment, and said fiercely to the palace maids beside her: "Take all the palace people who are serving around the emperor into the rearing warehouse in this palace, check them one by one, and don't let any of them go!" ”