Zhao Xu found himself standing in a large hall.

The dim lights flickered around.

The thin halo illuminates only a small spherical space.

In the center of the halo is Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu opened his eyes wide, but he could only see himself, and there was no trace of the second person in his sight.

Only yourself?

Zhao Xu, the only son of Emperor Xizong, is the only prince born in the palace in the past 70 years and has lived past the age of ten. Before he was born, he was surrounded by servants and maidservants, and there was never less than one person within three feet of him.

Standing alone for the first time, Zhao Xu was surprisingly not surprised or timid.

This silent space is all too familiar to Zhao Xu.

In other words, it's no different from his daily routine.

Or rather, that's his daily routine.

The surrounding pillars, one person can't hold them, there are hundreds, and the shadows are full, like a dense forest.

Compared with the palace people in the Funing Palace, the difference is that only one will move, and the other will not move.

And the common denominator is that they can't speak.

for the old godly woman would not let them speak.

Because Yu Xing, who controlled the soldiers and horses in the palace, didn't let them say it.

Because of the usurpation of the world, the traitorous ministers who controlled the dynasty did not let them speak.

No matter who it is, as long as he says a word to him, then the next day, even the afternoon or evening of the same day, he will never see this person again.

Looking up, two or three feet away, it was completely plunged into darkness.

The towering pillars stretched straight into the darkness, and it was impossible to see the top of the temple at all.

It's like those who are taken away, they don't know where they will be.

A qiē is in the dark.

No one dared to sue him, and one could only guess.

Of course, there is no need to think about their end.

Just look at the trembling newcomers who have been replaced, and you can guess.

Today's Funing Hall is not popular.

In addition to talking to himself, only the sound of footsteps accompanied him.

He stomped his foot hard.

There was silence.

There is no sound at all.

Even if you're not wearing clogs, you shouldn't be soundless.

Barefoot, no shoes and socks.

Why are you barefoot?

Remember Fang Cai was wearing clogs...... No, it's not clogs, it's ...... Be......

Zhao Xu hugged his head hard, and screamed angrily, he couldn't even think of anything.

Why is it barefoot, why doesn't it feel anything on the feet, why ...... Why...... Why is it here?

He stomped his foot hard, he wanted to make sure of his save.

The sharp pain of tearing came.

Zhao Xu is a zài.

But not only himself, but also the bright blade of the sword, which pierces through the center of the foot and exits the instep.

Three points thick, three fingers wide, distinct, shiny, without a trace of blood.

It was such a sword blade that appeared inexplicably and pierced Zhao Xu's feet.

Never feeling such pain, Zhao Xu struggled in pain, trying to get rid of the blade on his foot.

As if it came out of nowhere, the blade suddenly vanished without a trace.

When I looked down again, the wound on my foot was gone.

Even the stinging pain was gone.

Only the dark and lightless ground, the same color as the overhead, seemed to be a void.

Don't......

Am I already dead?

A ridiculous speculation welled up in my heart.

Zhao Xu wanted to laugh, and a mirror suddenly appeared in front of him.

Zhao Xu had seen a glass mirror that was so huge that it could reflect the whole person, but the mirror was worth 10,000 gold, and the hundreds of glittering gems on the ebony frame were not as good as the central mirror.

Zhao Xu has also seen the ancient bronze mirrors, far inferior to the current glass and silver mirrors, the size is not as good, the clarity is not as good, and they have to be constantly re-polished, those copper mirrors stored in the warehouse and pressed under the box are just a plaything in Zhao Xu's opinion.

But the bronze mirror in front of him, which was only the size of a palm, clearly imprinted the whole person in the mirror.

You can see the dark green mouth, you can see the miserable white face, and you can see the bloodshot pupils that are bright red.

It's clearly poisoned.

Is that bowl of fillet porridge? Or the mung bean soup that only took two sips?

No, Zhao Xu suddenly found in the mirror that there was a deep furrow in the middle of his neck.

Was it strangled to death? Or hanged?

In some of the public crime novels that I have read in the newspapers before, it has been said that the traces of strangulation and hanging are completely different.

Zhao Xu was surprisingly calm, reaching out and groping for the strangulation marks on his neck.

Emperor Yang of Sui was also strangled to death by Bai Aya. The strangulation marks behind his ears should have been cut horizontally across his neck like himself, rather than raised behind his ears.

But the fingertips didn't touch anything.

As soon as the right hand touched the skin on the neck, the field of vision suddenly reversed.

The whole world is turned upside down.

In front of Zhao Xu's eyes, there was a thin body.

That's a body that's common in the mirror.

On his thin body, there was only one section of his neck, but there was no trace of a skull.

A wave of enlightenment came to mind.

Is it a decapitation?

No.

Blood was gushing outward from his waist.

For some reason, Zhao Xu saw that his upper and lower bodies were getting farther and farther apart, and only blood covered the ground.

Halved?

Sharp pain came from all over the body.

Zhao Xu suddenly regained his original perspective, standing, able to see his hands and feet.

It's just a sharp pain all over my body.

The hands and feet were covered with flesh and blood. But the pain in the limbs is far from being as severe as the body.

Ling Chi?

Ling Chi!

Suddenly, a force drove Zhao Xu to take steps forward.

With every step, a puddle of blood is left under your feet,

The flesh and blood all over his body were twitching.

But as soon as I walked, the pain lessened.

Zhao Xu continued walking.

The old pillars on both sides are constantly being thrown behind them, and new ones are constantly appearing in front of them.

The scenery on both sides remains the same, as if it is not moving forward at all.

But the ground under the feet is no longer too dark to see, and the deep black is getting brighter and hotter a little bit.

until crimson glows.

It's hot.

The soles of the feet are rattling.

Zhao Xu didn't feel any pain, only heat.

Suddenly, the scenery around me changed again.

Like, suddenly more popular.

Immediately it went from silence to noise.

Where is this?

Zhao Xu suddenly found that his perspective was constantly rising, as if he was becoming very huge.

The one in the temple is becoming more and more distinct.

I saw the top of the temple clearly, I could see the ground clearly, and I could see the surroundings clearly.

The huge pillars were not pillars, but spears and rods, and axes.

One by one, demons and monsters held these guns and axes firmly in their hands.

The demons have their own alien shapes, as if they are wearing faces, and they are lined up in two shifts and stand in the palace.

And directly in front, behind the huge table, is a majestic man, dressed in an ochre red robe and wearing a flat sky crown, like an emperor dressed every day, looking down at Wen Mu.

Is it Senluo Temple?

A thought flashed, and Zhao Xu suddenly shrank back, and his body became smaller again, shrinking smaller and smaller, as if an ant was looking up at the giant, and he deeply felt his insignificance and powerlessness.

Can you take revenge?

On the Senluo Palace, there is no distinction between high and low, men, women and children, only judged by life and past.

Roar......

Like a mountain wind whistling, a majestic voice echoed in the hall: "Why did the people under the hall die?" ”

Zhao Xu roared loudly: "I was killed by traitors!" ”

"Who did you do it?"

The faces that made Zhao Xu grit his teeth flashed in his mind like a marquee.

Empress Dowager Xiang, Su Song, Zhang Dan, Kumamoto ......

No, there is only one person to blame.

"Treacherous Minister Han Gang!"

There was a loud bang, and the startled wood slapped on the table, and there was a burst of lightning and thunder.

"Who is the person in the hall who sues this official?"

Hades, who had been unable to see clearly, looked up.

After the table that I don't know the length and width of the table, that face made Zhao Xu unable to forget it when he turned to the ninth world.

With a terrible scream, Zhao Xu woke up from his sleep.

The clothes were soaked with sweat, wet and sticky, so it was not uncomfortable.

But he did not get up, but continued to lie quietly on the bed, with deep palpitations.

The night patrol outside the hall, the footsteps walking back and forth, clicking, clicking, are particularly vivid in the middle of the night.

Since the Funing Palace, no one has spoken.

Zhao Xu's ear power is getting better and better. In the dead of night, you can even hear the sound of your own intestines peristalsis, and you can also hear the sound of your own heartbeat, and even more ...... I heard the whispers of the chamberlains and the palace maids.

Knock knock.

The curtain was lifted, and a fat white round face poked into the palace tent, and after carefully looking at Zhao Xu's sleeping appearance, he retreated.

"It's the third watch, and when it dawns, we have to welcome it in person, and the official family should also get up. If you don't get up and freshen up, you won't be able to catch up with the auspicious time. ”

Let's rattle.

Since he couldn't talk to Zhao Xu, only tools were left to change Zhao Xu's up.

Why should it be like this, Zhao Xu thought.

In the Funing Palace, all the chamberlains, Ban Zhi, and palace maids must be accompanied by at least three people, monitoring each other, and not giving Zhao Xu any chance to win over.

And no one is allowed to talk to him, and there are no newspapers or books. Only the Nine Classics and their commentaries can be sent to Zhao Xu.

I don't know the inside, I don't know the outside.

This is the way to lose. Zhao Xu has always had a heart of recovery, and he is even more eager for news from the outside world.

Poisonous women and adulterers can force others not to talk to themselves, but they cannot force their wives not to talk to their husbands.

Especially the granddaughter of the patriarch's family, no one dares to offend.

As long as they get married, the news of a qiē can be learned from the queen's mouth, and the queen's storage zài makes many poisons not to worry about for the time being.

As long as they get married, the imperial court will reward the ministers and the three armies, and they will also implement amnesty, otherwise, even with the traitors of the two governments, they will not be able to suppress the dissatisfaction of the three armies. But once they did it, the gratitude of the three armies and the ministers still fell on him.

Zhao Xu has been looking forward to this marriage since a long time ago.

It's time to get up.

Zhao Xu thought and sat up from the gauzy bed.

He couldn't wait.

……………………

"Official, it's time to get up."

A sweet voice sounded in his ears, and then he put his hands on his shoulders and shook them gently.

"Wake up." Han Gang opened his eyes and replied with some impulse.

Zhou Nan was next to the bed, leaning over, a pair of snow greasy and plump squeezed through the thin underwear, swaying in front of his eyes. Han Gang was in a trance for a while, and only heard a concerned inquiry: "Didn't you sleep well?" ”

has been married for many years, and Han Gang's situation when he gets out of bed can be seen at a glance.

"How can you sleep well in just over an hour?"

"Bear with me, and it's over after today." Zhou Nan persuaded in a whisper, gently shaking her husband's body.

Han Gang yawned and sat up.

The time of the day is short or long, and for those who want to do serious things, this time is very difficult.

Zhou Nan served Han Gang to freshen up, chatting and gossiping, "Yue Niang is finally getting married." ”

"Hmm." Han Gang nodded. With his eyes closed, he enjoyed his wife's service.

Zhou Nan neatly sorted out Han Gang's underwear, "I don't know if Yue Niang will give birth to a prince." ”

"Difficult. The emperor is not in good health. ”

After the emperor's wedding, it was to choose a concubine, and people in the court had different intentions, but in preventing Zhao Xu from giving birth, they were willing to stop Zhao Xu together, and no one would use the emperor as a stallion.

Moreover, Zhao Xu is young and indulgent, and even his kidney water is scarce, so it may be difficult to have a future.

These are the qiē that scholars know.

They didn't know that Zhao Xu's diet contained more cottonseed products.

The efficacy of musk is well known to the world, and it is inconvenient to use it for concubines, but the efficacy of cottonseed is rarely known. There were several people in the Taiyi Bureau who participated in the compilation of the "Compendium of Materia Medica", and Han Gang didn't get his hands dirty at all.

The dose is not large, there is still a long way to go before the semi-lethal rate, and there will not even be external symptoms, only one effect is exerted.

The emperor didn't plant at all, and it was difficult to give birth to anything.

"Official, after the emperor's wedding. Will there be amnesty for the world? ”

Although Zhou Nan asked, he also knew that the imperial court would never do these things. Pingbai let the little emperor get connections.

"Yes." Han Gang nodded, was patted by Zhou Nan with disgust, and said with a smile, "Amnesty the world and reward the three armies are all to be done." But ......"

Zhou Nan took the rhino horn comb, combed Han Gang's hair, and asked in a playful voice, "But what?" ”

Han Gang said: "It's not in the name of the emperor. ”

"The Queen Mother?"

"Not really." The corners of Han Gang's mouth curled slightly.

Zhou Nan didn't want to guess, "What is that?" ”

"In the name of celebrating the successful convening of the first preparatory meeting of the Great Council."