Seeing Cai Xi's reaction, the two experienced and familiar with Xiangye's condition completely omitted the steps to go forward to investigate; Rather, he immediately fell to his knees, and his body trembled repeatedly like chaff; The two wrinkled old faces with white hair were already in tears; The toothless lips rubbed up and down, but they couldn't even say a word......

The old party leader of the Northern Yan Dynasty, half of the cabinet center, the head of the Confucian school, the prince's mentor, and the humerus minister of Emperor Tianyou, Cai Xi Cai Xianyang, died on the bed of his own house!

In fact, whether it is the government and the opposition, or the people in the market, including in the heart of Emperor Tianyou, there is a firm guess: the so-called illness of Cai Xi and the prince, the master and apprentice, has a very strange time, and it is obviously a comprehensive product of wisdom and smell.

But for the doctors, they know very well whether the patient's illness is pretended or real!

Mr. Cai's ancestral home is Ludong, and he works in Yanjing City, Jizhou, and is the most typical northerner. The eating habits of the northerners generally like meat, heavy oil and salt, coupled with his long-term heavy work and nervousness, and overwork, he has already suffered from serious "cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases".

Therefore, Cai Xi's illness is just a simple coincidence of time; As for the illness itself, there is no adulteration in the slightest.

But for the two imperial doctors, this matter is not so simple. Because everyone is sure that "Cai Xi is not sick", pretending to be sick is just out of a consistent judgment of the situation. For His Majesty, Cai Xi's death, not counting the two of them, is already a holy candle, benevolent and generous; But the good errand of walking in the inner palace of Sipin will definitely be blind.

As for the lives of the whole family, whether they can be saved or not can only be decided by the will of heaven......

Almost at the same time, Wang Fang, the prime minister of the left, died in a heroic battle outside the city; Cai Xi, the right minister, passed away at home; And due to the strong stimulation of the prince's madness and the queen's suicide, Emperor Tianyou, who fell into a coma, spit out a mouthful of turbid air at this time......

"Whew...... Why is it so dark? …… Tang Fuquan...... Palm lamp, ......"

Hearing Emperor Tianyou speak, Tang Fuquan, who was full of joy, just wanted to return, but a middle-aged man sitting firmly on the edge of the dragon couch stretched out his hand to stop the movement. The man looked at Emperor Tianyou, who was still closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, turned his right arm a few times, slapped his round slap on his heavenly spirit cover, and at the same time let out a loud shout from his mouth:

"Resurrection!"

Emperor Tianyou had just woken up from a fainting; Suddenly, this person slapped his head on the Baihui acupoint, and before he even had time to open his eyelids, a cloud of sticky black blood spurted out of his mouth; Then his neck weakened, his head tilted, and he passed out again......

"Someone! The Shaman Assassin King of the Northern Hidden Territory ......"

Tang Fuquan's hoarse and sharp voice immediately summoned a group of fierce and vicious Imperial Forest Army; The great shaman He Wendao frowned, flicked his shamanic robe, pulled out a peacock tail feather, and placed it under the nostrils of Emperor Tianyou:

"Nonsense! If I want to stab the driver, do I need to spend so much effort? You old minion can take a closer look, he's still angry! ”

Tang Fuquan hurriedly waved his hand to stop the Imperial Forest Army, and then stared at the feathers under the nostrils of the Emperor of Heavenly Blessing...... Sure enough, the frequency of the tail feathers fluttering is dense and long, and the rhythm is even, and this breathing method alone does not look like it is going to return to the west and die......

"Hmm...... If that's the case, let's all retreat! Four female officials came to change His Majesty's clothes and clean up the dragon couch...... The big shaman is not strange, it is a matter of the safety of the dragon body, and the old slave has to ......"

"There is no hindrance, I am here today rashly, and I am also entrusted by others. Well...... Your lord has no worries about his life for the time being, but the Qihuang skills in Beiyanlang are far above my shamanism, and the authentic medicinal materials in the palace are also more sufficient. Tang Daban, please ask for a pair of pen and paper, I left a secret medicine of shamanism and refined it into a pill for the Northern Yan Emperor; Every day when the sun rises and the sun sets, you can take it with spring water to ensure that your lord has a 30-year lifespan! ”

Emperor Tianyou is already seventy and three this year, and according to the secular saying, he lives on the "threshold"; And He Wendao, the great god of shamanism, will prolong his life for 30 years when he opens his mouth! His big words, even if Li Xuanyu is reincarnated and Lin Siwei is worried, I am afraid he does not have such great ability; No wonder Tang Fuquan sneered in his heart......

But then again, as the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person; What's more, He Wendao is not only a native of Youbei, but also can suddenly appear in the secret passage of the royal underground palace when the Nankang soldiers are in the city and Yanjing blocks the city pass! At least he didn't act with any malice......

As long as the pill is mixed into a pill, and there is no symptom of poisoning after taking it, you might as well let Emperor Tianyou give it a try......

After figuring out the stakes, Tang Fuquan hurriedly signaled to summon a copy of "Xie Yi" and pushed it in front of He Wendao:

"The old slave is just an internal official, and he is not qualified to express his gratitude to the great shaman...... But now that the situation is urgent, and there is no one around His Majesty to rely on, the old slave can only dare to trespass...... Here is a thousand taels of gold, which is the incense money that the old slave personally gave to the shamans......"

"I have received my heart, but please take back the money. Shamanism is not a wild temple, and there is no need to add sandalwood lamp oil. When your lord's condition improves, I will bother Tang Daban to pass on a word, and say that what I He Wendao has done is just to repay a favor for the great protector of the Dharma in my teaching. ”

After Tang Fuquan listened, for a while, his mind didn't turn around:

"I don't know what the great protector of your sect is......?"

"Shen Gui, Shen Taichu."

"It turned out to be the King of Zhongshan! The old slave wrote down...... But I don't know the word human affection, how to explain it? ”

"Hmm...... Tang Daban, when you return to the details, you must pay special attention to the timing and proportion. The Shen Great Dharma Protector in my teaching...... Excavated the dragon veins of the old palace of Chang'an......"

As soon as Tang Fuquan heard this, his head was about to explode! Such a big thing, he really can't afford it as an internal supervisor. This Yanjing is the new capital, and Chang'an is the old capital; Before Guan Beidou confused the Qin Tiansi, the emperors of the Zhou family returned to heaven and were all buried in the dragon vein of Chang'an. After the Feng Shui Bureau of the Northern Yan Dragon Vein was qualified, the matter of moving the tombs of the ancestors of the Zhou family had been put on the agenda many years ago; However, due to the weakness of the national strength and the inability to spend it, there is no silver of 1.8 million taels, how can the ancestral tomb be repaired?

To put it simply, Shen Gui's move is tantamount to digging up the ancestral grave of the Zhou family!

"This, this, this, and this ......"

Tang Fuquan was shocked when he heard this, trembling and holding He Wendao's "Maomao" and "This" for a long time, he didn't say a whole word, and he didn't dare to let go of his hands. And He Wendao thought for a while, patted his hand softly and explained:

"By the way, Shen Protector also said, if you think that Zhou Yuanqing's life is not enough to offset human affection; We could add a few more...... What do you think of completely defeating the Nankang army outside Yanjing City? ”

"Defeat the Nankang rebels? Could it be ...... Could it be that the Youbei Army has already gone south to get out of the customs!! ”

As soon as the two of them said this, a young merchant ran in from the entrance of the tunnel; The two Imperial Forest Soldiers guarding His Majesty's stone chamber just wanted to draw their swords and kill them, but they were stopped by Tang Fuquan in time:

"He's a red crow, let it in."

The merchant didn't even look at the two dazzling steel knives, but just crawled to Tang Fuquan's feet:

"Tang Daban...... Oh no, something big is wrong! Wang Zuocheng died on the battlefield, Cai Youxiang also died of illness at home, and the brothers of Chiwu were all killed, but they also failed to reap miraculous results...... Now, Mr. Shui Zhu, the wife of Lord Luo, has gone out of the city with the last soldiers...... But the black "monster" is still unscathed! Looks like...... Yanjing can't hold it, so please protect Your Majesty to the west! ”

As soon as Tang Fuquan heard this, he didn't even have the heart to bargain with He Wendao. He immediately stood up and shouted in a sharp voice:

"Notify Pi Mianshan, order the soldiers and horses, and escort the western patrol!"

Pi Mianshan, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, who had just heard the news, couldn't help frowning when he heard this. As he stepped inside, he pulled out the Hundred Refining Battle Knife given by His Majesty, and pointed at Tang Fuquan with a somewhat embarrassed expression and said:

"Offended, Don Daban! The Admiral does not doubt your loyalty to Your Majesty. It's just that when His Majesty entered the secret passage, he personally showed it to the last general. The saint said that he had infiltrated the secret passage this time, not to tour the west and the east; He wants to stand with the courtiers and people of the Northern Yan Dynasty, and he will never become a fugitive king! The last general also understands that now His Majesty is 'drunk and has not woken up', the queen has also returned to Yaochi, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is delirious, and no one can call the shots...... But although Tang Daban has been a saint for many years, the first emperor has made it clear that the eunuchs of the harem are not allowed to interfere in politics...... There is no way, and the last general can only act according to His Majesty's previous orders. ”

"General Pi, our family is also helpless...... That...... General Nayi said...... How should this be? ”

"Hmph, how can you be afraid! The last general will personally lead the Imperial Forest Army out of the city to kill the enemy, and Gonggong Tang will stay here and serve His Majesty well! ”

After finishing speaking, Pi Mianshan shook the scarlet cloak behind him, put away the knife in his right hand, and turned around to leave; And at this moment, a weak sound came from the direction of the dragon couch......

Tang Fuquan hurriedly dismissed the four maids, knelt on the side of the dragon couch, and put his ear to the side of Emperor Tianyou's lips......

"Hmm...... Well...... The old slave obeyed. General Pi, Your Majesty wants you to lead your army to guard the entrances of the secret passages, and you are not allowed to go out of the city to meet the enemy without authorization. ”

Pi Mianshan hurriedly turned around and knelt beside Tang Fuquan. It wasn't until he saw Emperor Tianyou nodding reluctantly that he unwillingly clenched his fists and kowtowed, acting in accordance with the emperor's orders. After the Imperial Forest Army withdrew from the stone room, Tang Fuquan beckoned to He Wendao and whispered:

"My Majesty said that this time the Youbei army came uninvited and blatantly led the army south to go out of the customs, which is equivalent to breaking the covenant between the two northern alliances......"