- The distracting thoughts in her heart flashed, Cen Chi didn't think about it anymore, lowered her head slightly, leaned her lower lip close to the water cup that Fang Wu handed over, took a sip of cold water, and chewed and swallowed the small pill with a strange color.

He remembered the feeling he felt when he took this pill for the first time, but when he felt the medicinal power of this pill again, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

A ball of fireworks ignited from the abdomen, but only burned to the internal organs, like being trapped in an iron furnace, and could not warm the limbs that were cold from excessive blood loss. This difference in body temperature is indescribably strange, but even non-medical practitioners can appreciate that it is a pathological effect.

Despite this, his lips did not regain his blood color at all, but his cheeks burned a few wisps of blood, and he felt that he was very useful, and his body was indeed much more comfortable after taking the medicine, and he was much more sober mentally.

It's just that the heart beating in the chest cavity is agitated, like beans roasted in a pot at high temperatures, some irregular jumping and falling, high and low, and it seems that there is a possibility of exploding into pieces.

Cen Chi closed his eyes and smoothed out his breathing as much as possible, hoping that the sickly palpitations would gradually calm down.

This second time he took the pill, his feelings were clearer than the first time, and when he noticed the evil of this pill, he accidentally felt a trace of fear, and secretly said: This medicine really can't be taken casually, the medicine is too violent.

Thinking of this, another thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Old Dao, your medicine reminds me of a person."

"You mean Liao Shi." Fang Wu touched his beard and said, "I also thought of this kind of medicine with a mixed reputation. It is likely that it was his means, but this medicine was indeed given by Xiao Kuang, and I have not met Liao Shi. ”

Fang Wu had said this when he first gave Cen Chi the little red pill, but Cen Chi was already in a semi-coma at that time. Fang Wu felt that he might have forgotten about it, so he repeated it again.

But in fact, Cen Chi did not forget about it, and he did not stop doubting Liao Shi because Fang Wu pushed the matter of the medicine on the senior brother.

Although Liao Shi belongs to the side branch of the Beili School. But there is more than a generation of separation from Cen Chi, a disciple of the main line of the Northern Fence, and it is normal that the two sides will not have any contact, and this is indeed the case. Now Cen Chi suddenly thought seriously about this person, because he took the clue of this person to the head of the second senior brother Lin Shan.

Cen Chi took a deep breath and said slowly: "As far as I know, Liao Shi was disgusted with the people of the emperor's family because of the matter of the old queen mother of the previous dynasty, and even included the family of Nanzhao Xinjun, who had redeemed him. Therefore, his whereabouts after leaving the prison have always been extremely secretive. Even the emperor hid it. But only the senior brother knows. ”

Fang Wu knew that he had two senior brothers. I was a little unaccustomed to this somewhat strange title for a while, and hesitated: "What are you talking about...... Lin Shan?"

Seeing Cen Chi nodding, Fang Wu thought about it: "This shouldn't be difficult to explain. In the early years, Xiao Kuang was placed under house arrest in the Northern King's Mansion, and it was Lin Shan who rescued him from the cage. is also placed in Kyoto, and the two of them come and go much more frequently than you, and there may have been news about Liao Shi's whereabouts a long time ago. ”

"That was a long time ago, the senior brother rescued the senior brother to return to China, and soon after that, he withdrew from Kyoto, and he did not return for ten years, so how can he still come and go frequently. What's more, in the fifth year of his brother's departure from Beijing, Liao Shi only appeared in the village and town where he lived in seclusion for half a year, and then completely lost his trace......" Cen Chi said this, paused for a moment, eased his breathing that had become weak and rapid because he had been talking for a long time, and he was also hesitant to say the next words to the other party too bluntly.

"Actually, Shi Jing has been looking for Liao Shi. He has three sons, the eldest son is brave and decisive, but in his opinion the scheming is not enough, such a general is really embarrassing in the prime minister's family, who has never been able to get actual military power; The second son of the Shi family is a crazy fool, so don't mention it; is the third son of the Shi family, the city is quite deep and comparable to Lao Tzu, Shi Jing, the father, is also very concerned about this son, but the third son of the Shi family has a hidden disease, that is, he can't see blood. ”

Having said this, a smile of incomprehensibility slipped across the corners of Cen Chi's mouth, and he continued: "This hysteria is simply the death hole of a person, and everyone has the ability to control it, otherwise how can the emperor rest assured that such a character will serve in the Privy Council." Use his mind to deal with tedious matters, and he will never dare not do it without his heart. ”

Fang Wu was surprised: "The emperor is not afraid that this father and son will collude with the news, and the wolf will be a traitor?"

"Shi Jing has no military power in his hands, and the authority to control the financial revenue of the dynasty has been given to a few Shangshu, what can he do, but he just makes a pen for the emperor, and no matter how good the handwriting is, it is only a few drops of ink marks." Cen Chi shook his head slowly, "It's like a cat sleeping with a fish on its pillow, if it eats a fish, it will be killed by the fisherman immediately, and if it doesn't eat, it will be killed by itself." Thanks to Shi Jing, the old fox, he can bear it so much. ”

Fang Wu couldn't help but say, "Maybe he really returned to the new dynasty?"

"Who knows, he surrendered too quickly and too smartly. Such a wise person will either be unable to change hands and be loyal to only one king in his life, or he will only focus on profit, be treacherous all his life, and be disloyal to anyone. Cen Chi looked at Fang Wu and sighed softly, "In short, the current emperor has never been able to rest assured of this person, in fact, I also feel that an old fox who guards people thousands of miles away like this is really unpredictable. ”

Fang Wulin burst out and said, "Could it be that he still wants to usurp the throne?"

"Who knows. But once this thought of his one day leaks out, then the environment he is in will inevitably push him down that road. Cen Chi lowered his eyes slightly, and continued: "For more than three hundred years in the previous dynasty, it is not that there has been no usurpation. After all, the phase seems to be one step away from the throne, this is a great temptation of power, the sea has been up and down for a long time, so it is inevitable that there will be a moment when the power ** confuses the heart, and the usurpation of the throne, once it has begun, it cannot be turned back.

Besides, Wang Chi is a good example of a successful usurper!

Anyone who rises to the stage may imagine in their hearts that a military general who is thousands of miles away can usurp the throne successfully, and a person like me who is familiar with the detailed rules of the dynasty and the context of the ministers, why can't he give it a try?"

In this small county inn on the remote border, there is a topic that has begun, and Cen Chi has not deliberately hidden it.

Fang Wu is a cultivator, and he doesn't have any deep awe for the imperial power, even if Cen Chi pulls out the secrets of the emperor's family in this matter, he just thinks he is listening to a story.

However, after listening to Cen Chi's analysis, he couldn't help but sigh because of the complexity of human nature: "It seems that being too smart is not all a good thing."

"It's better to be smart in Huan Hai, otherwise you will die inexplicably, dragging down a large family." Cen Chi smiled faintly, "If Shi Jing doesn't take that last step, the emperor is not unwilling to let him go, after all, Shi Jing's usual political achievements are still very neat, if he doesn't make a mistake, the emperor can't just make an excuse to kill the old minister, which will damage his virtuous style." ”

Fang Wugan laughed twice, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "But it seems that Shi Jing's thief heart is not dead."

When Cen Chi heard this, his eyes showed a new look, and he deliberately asked, "Old Dao, why did you say this?"

"You're knowingly asking." Fang Wu glared at Cen Chi, and then said with emotion: "I seem to understand why you have to kill the high dive." On our trip this time, the ostensible excuse was to ask Liao Shi for medicine, but in fact, Shi Jing sent the strongest of the ten generals to follow, which was a double-edged sword.

If things had been left in the past, Shi Jing would have found Liao Shi Bacheng to arrest him and treat his son, but now, ...... Once these two people meet, Liao Shi may be more than lucky.

The second prince's weak body is not a secret to civilians outside the palace, Liao Shi's reputation is a little stinky, but in the hearts of people who know its roots, he is still a person with exquisite medical skills, if Shi Jing's story of looking for Liao Shi behind the emperor's back is spread to the palace, it will inevitably lead to burning. It's better to strike first, cut off this way of salvation, and exchange his son's chance of being cured for a second prince, it's still worth it. ”

At the end of the words, he sighed: "Born in such a family background, I don't know if it is fortunate or unfortunate?"

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"I'm going to practice my sword." After contemplating for a moment, Mo Ye suddenly spoke, but her gaze had not yet left her right hand, "I'm afraid that only in this way can I overcome that little heart disease." ”

She waited a few more moments before realizing that Ligai hadn't answered her question.

She finally took her eyes off her right hand, stared at Li Gai, and asked, "Isn't helping me overcome the obstacles in my heart also the main purpose of Uncle Li's conversation with the little girl today?"

"I told you just now that I'm not good at using swords." Li Gai finally spoke, and his tone gradually became resolute, "I'm sorry, I can't help you." ”

"Uncle Li has to work hard for Shanji every day, and the little woman has seen it in the study just now, so even if you are ready to teach the little girl swordsmanship in person, the little woman will not dare to have Uncle Lao." Mo Ye's tone of voice suddenly became very respectful, so that Li Gai only felt a little harsh when he heard it at first.

"Although I do know many masters in the rivers and lakes, if you plan to ask me to help you hire a sword master, it is impossible to achieve it." Li Gai rarely took the initiative to speak in advance, although he said that he rejected Mo Ye, but he was not as cold as at the beginning, but relied on some reasoning, "If you practice the Qianzhao Sutra, it will be difficult to obtain a matching external swordsmanship." Don't change anything, it will only make you miserable. You won't have a chance to know how to do it, it's actually the same as self-harm, and you shouldn't want to do it before you've done it. Just give up! ”

Li Gai took a lot of time to speak, and the words went around for a while, but the last sentence pointed out that he meant so much.

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