Meng Daoye is a free and easy person, and he is irrefutable when he is seen through by Wu Ning, that is, irrefutable.

That's right, it's what I did, so what can I do?

He behaved well, did a good job, and thought that even if he was suspected of informing, he had never been sorry for these two uncles and nephews.

"The world only says that my uncle Pan Shizheng is the former emperor and His Majesty's royal teacher, but in fact, it is not."

"Since the ancestor Wang Yuanzhi knew that the Beimaoshan faction would serve the royal family."

Looking at Wu Ning, "Don't you respect Taizong very much?" ”

"But you know what? When Emperor Taizong had not yet reached the top, Shizu had calculated the fortune of the country for him. ”

"And the ancestor is a legend all his life, and he is one hundred and twenty-six years old and drives the crane west. From the Southern Liang and Northern Wei dynasties, and then to the former Sui Dynasty, how many kings will seek a hexagram from their ancestors but can't. ”

"Only Taizong, you have to count the ancestors, and the world will be determined!"

"Moreover, Taizong served him with a disciple courtesy, and asked the Shangqing faction to protect the Tang Dynasty."

Wu Ning smacked his tongue secretly when he heard it.

He heard Xiao Laodao mention Wang Yuanzhi once, but he really didn't know that this old immortal was once so awesome.

One hundred and twenty-six years old? What a fucking way to live!

In fact, the Beimaoshan faction has been a legend from generation to generation since Tao Jinghong opened the mountain, and each one can live better than the other.

The first generation patriarch Tao Jinghong, known as the hidden phase in the mountains, lived to be eighty-one years old.

The second generation of Wang Zhiyuan, who calculated the national fortune for 300 years for the Tang Dynasty, lived for 126 years.

The third generation of Pan Shizheng, ninety-eight years old.

Even Xiao Laodao, the indecent old man, looks not very old and very dexterous, but he is actually eighty-six years old, and he is half buried.

Wu Ning was sighing, but he heard Meng Cangsheng continue: "Since then, the descendants of Beimao Mountain and the Li royal family have been inseparable. “

"The ancestor immortal goes, and the uncle Pan Shizheng takes over the responsibility of protecting the country; Uncle Shi went to the immortal, and our master and apprentice continued to inherit the last wish of the master. ”

“......”

Listening to Meng Daoye's eloquent words, Wu Ning finally understood why the unruly Meng Cangsheng was willing to give Wu Zetian so many years as a meticulous worker.

In fact, there have long been rumors that the kings of the Tang Dynasty have a lot to do with the Beimaoshan faction.

Think about it, Gaozong Li Zhi and Wu Zetian not only built a mountain gate for Pan Shizheng and treated him as a guest, but also had Pan Shizheng at several critical junctures in the Tang Dynasty.

Even for such an important thing as going to Mount Tai to perform the Zen ceremony, you have to make a special detour and go to Songyang Temple to meet Pan Shizheng.

Who would have thought that there was such a past in this?

"That ....."

Wu Ning took a deep breath and finally asked the sentence he wanted to ask the most: "Sixteen years ago, what was going on?" ”

This is also something that Wu Ning has always been unable to figure out.

It was Wu Zetian who sent him out of the palace, what happened in the palace at that time? Can she make such an unbelievable decision?

If it was what Helan Minzhi thought, Wu Zetian hated Helan for robbing her husband, so why didn't he kill Wu Ning directly?

Silence is the most reasonable approach.

And if it was Wu Ning who guessed, outsiders killed his mother, and Wu Zetian took the blame......

Then why not just keep yourself in the palace? Do you have to send it out of the palace in one more move? And it has to be hidden from everyone, and until today, it has reached its peak, and it can't tell the truth.

Don't forget, at that time, Wu Ning's cheap father Li Zhi was still in the world, which made no sense?

"Why? Why Wu Zetian? ”

"What the hell was going on back then?"

Answer....

Right in front of me, right in front of Meng Cangsheng.

It's a pity that Meng Daoye was destined to disappoint Wu Ning, only to see him slowly shaking his head with a gloomy face.

"I don't know. The things of that year were very weird, even if Poor Dao was in it, he was in the clouds and fog, and he couldn't see the context clearly. ”

"That's just what you see."

"Okay!"

"Sixteen years ago, His Majesty and the first emperor Feng Chan Taishan had just returned to Beijing for less than a day, and the news of Helan being poisoned and killed came out of the palace."

"At that time, people were so panicked that even the palace ban was sealed. Outsiders can't get in, and people in the palace can't get out. ”

"Your uncle doesn't know whether it's true or not, so he was so anxious that he went to beg me to enter the palace to find out."

Seeing Wu Ning's stunned expression, Meng Daoye added, "Don't be nervous, it's not for me to break into the palace, but for my Maoshan disciples to have privileges in the forbidden palace, they can enter and leave freely, they don't need to be invited, and even the palace ban can't stop this Daoye." ”

continued: "When I entered the palace, I didn't find your mother, so I had to go to see the first emperor and your current majesty first. ”

"However, by the time I see the first emperor and His Majesty, your mother is already dead."

"What??" Wu Ning thought quickly, "You mean, my mother.... Died in the Emperor's bedroom? ”

"No, it's the bedroom of His Majesty, Wu Cao."

"I'm not sure if I died there, but when I went, people were lying there."

"And then?"

"And then?" Meng Cangsheng asked rhetorically, "Don't you want to hear the reactions of the first emperor and the martial emperor at that time?" ”

"What's wrong?"

"That's what I find weird."

"Needless to say, the first emperor has long been six gods without a master, messed up, and is holding you in his hands."

"Your Majesty is the present...... His Majesty lay on the bed, his face as dead ashes, as if he had been fished out of water, and only one breath remained. ”

"Really?" This is indeed very weird, Wu Ning frowned, "Could it be that the old lady was also poisoned?" ”

"It's hard to say, but it's possible."

"And what about later?"

"Later, Your Majesty saw that I was forbidden, and with the last bit of strength, he asked the first emperor to hand you over to me."

"Order me to break out of the palace and hide you."

"You'll know what happened later, but there's one thing ......"

"What?"

Meng Cangsheng looked at Wu Ning, "You weren't cut out of your mother's belly by my own hands, so when the first emperor handed you over to me, there was no blood on your body." ”

"That ......"

Wu Ning was even more puzzled.

"Didn't the rumors say that what you brought out of the palace was a bloody baby covered in blood!?"

Meng Daoye spread his hands, "The rumors are right. I mean, the blood on your body is not your mother's, but a palace maid's. ”

“......”

With Wu Ning's mind, the more he listened, the more confused he became, how could a palace maid emerge again?

"Which palace maid?"

"It doesn't matter which palace maid it is. The important thing is that whoever killed that palace maid got the blood on you. ”

"Who?"

Wu Laojiu is already impatient, who did he learn from, and he was panting when he spoke?

"Your Majesty today!"

Meng Cangsheng gave another answer that made Wu Ning even more confused.

"It was Your Majesty who fought with his last strength to kill a palace maid with his own hands and stain you with blood. Let me tell you uncle, you cut it out of your mother's belly. ”

Oh!! Eight o'clock palace fighting drama?

Why is it getting more and more incomprehensible!?

At this point, Meng Daoye finally finished talking about the strange past sixteen years ago, and Wu Ning sat quietly under the night sky.

He had to take a good look at it, even if it was him, he was dizzy and couldn't let go.

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