When Yang Lian spit out these words, Lin Renzhao and Miss Fu were extremely shocked in their hearts, borrowing a knife to kill someone? Whose sword is borrowed, who is killed? If this is really the case, this banquet is not a simple banquet, but a Hongmen banquet!

Miss Fu's reaction was extremely fast, her face changed slightly, and she also whispered, "Borrow a knife to kill?" ”

Lin Renzhao involuntarily touched his chin and said, "He can't be a ......" He said half a sentence, but he didn't say anything more.

Yang Lian frowned, although he felt that Liu Zhiyuan was killing people with a knife, but in the same way, he didn't know who Liu Zhiyuan was going to kill, and then he blamed this crime on whom? After all, as the monarch of a country, if he wanted to kill someone, he naturally had a lot of power, and the Han was his world. However, Liu Zhiyuan did not do this, but set up a banquet, the conspiracy is not small, could it be that Liu Zhiyuan has a bigger intention?

At this time, the palace maids poured the peach wine for the ministers, and in the hall, the fragrance of the wine was overflowing, which made people salivate.

Yang Lian slowly picked up the wine bottle, smelling the aroma of peach wine, looking relaxed, but in his mind, he was thinking about how to deal with it once there was an emergency, and he didn't seem to be involved in the affairs of the Han Kingdom, which was not in line with the Tang Dynasty, to be precise, it was not in the interests of Yang Lian.

Liu Zhiyuan looked at the ministers, the corners of his mouth floated a little, he looked at the crown prince Liu Chengxun and the second son Liu Chengyou, and nodded lightly.

Yang Lian's gaze inadvertently swept over Liu Zhiyuan, and then glanced at Cai Wang Liu Xin, groaning in his heart.

Liu Zhiyuan held the wine bottle high, smiled, and said: "Everyone, Aiqing, after drinking this cup, I wish the Fu and Li families to be united forever." ”

Yang Wei, Shi Hongzhao, Wang Zhang, Su Fengji, Guo Wei, Du Chongwei and other ministers also raised their wine bottles one after another, and said in unison: "Long live my emperor!" As he spoke, he drank all his wine.

Yang Lian bowed his head and also raised the wine bottle. However, he didn't drink, but took advantage of Liu Zhiyuan's gaze sliding over Du Chongwei and others, poured the peach wine into his cuffs, and the bottle of wine disappeared quietly.

Lin Renzhao and Miss Fu did the same, after "drinking" the peach wine. Lin Renzhao even snorted and said, "Good wine!" ”

Liu Zhiyuan laughed, looked at Yang Lian, and said, "Envoy Yang, how is this peach wine?" ”

"Sure enough, it's a fine wine, how can a bottle of such a good wine be enough?" Yang Lian smiled faintly.

Liu Zhiyuan laughed and said, "Envoy Yang is really a man, come and serve wine to Envoy Yang." ”

Mi Shiwei, who was standing beside Yang Lian, bowed slightly. stepped forward to pour wine for Yang Lian. Mi Shiwei was a little dissatisfied, was Yang Lian killing herself? I have already told him that there is something wrong with this wine.

Yang Lian didn't see Mi Shiwei's small movements, and saluted Liu Zhiyuan, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

Liu Zhiyuan smiled and glanced at the ministers, most of whom had already drunk the peach wine, and many people were admiring the deliciousness of the peach wine.

Prince Liu Chengxun also took a sip. He nodded slightly towards Liu Zhiyuan and was about to speak. Suddenly, his face changed, and he coughed again and again. Perhaps because of the weather, Liu Chengxun's cough became louder and more intense.

Yang Lian couldn't help but look sideways, this prince with a pale face and a bad health. What exactly is being done?

Liu Zhiyuan was very nervous, he heard the prince's cough getting louder and louder, so he stared at his son tightly, stood up suddenly, and walked quickly to the prince's side. Just as he was about to take a look, at this moment, the crown prince Liu Chengxun stood up suddenly, his body just stood up straight, and he bent down suddenly, and his cough became louder.

"Training." As soon as Liu Zhiyuan spoke, he saw the crown prince Liu Chengxun suddenly raise his head, and with a "wow" sound, he spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on Liu Zhiyuan's body.

After Liu Chengxun spurted out a mouthful of blood, he fell down with his head held high, Liu Zhiyuan couldn't care about the blood stains on his body, he hurriedly stepped forward, helped the prince, and stretched out his hand to try the tip of his nose, although there was still a snort, it was already very weak.

"Imperial Doctor, Imperial Doctor!" Liu Zhiyuan shouted, and immediately a eunuch hurried to find the imperial doctor.

The prince suddenly spurted blood and fainted, and the whole hall was in chaos, at this time, Du Chongwei suddenly let out a few screams, and blood spurted out of his mouth, and then the seven orifices bled and fell to the ground.

"Alcohol is poisonous!" In the chaos, I don't know who shouted, more ministers were afraid in their hearts, but there were many people who drank wine just now, if the wine was poisonous, wouldn't they also be poisoned to death? Immediately, many people's faces changed drastically, and they were about to fall down at any time, and some people immediately squatted down and slashed their throats with their hands, wanting to spit out the peach wine. If you are lucky enough not to drink, you hurriedly throw the wine bottle on the ground, and you are afraid.

Yang Lian's eyes swept away, and he immediately squatted down, making a vomiting appearance, Lin Renzhao hurriedly squatted down, and learned in a good way. Miss Fu hesitated slightly, but also squatted down, pretending to vomit.

In the chaos, several imperial doctors hurried over, an old imperial doctor stretched out his hand to check Liu Chengxun's pulse, his fingers just put on Liu Chengxun's wrist, the old imperial doctor's face changed greatly, Liu Chengxun's pulse was unstable, if there was none, the situation was very bad.

Liu Zhiyuan shouted: "What, how? ”

The old imperial doctor hurriedly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the prince's pulse is weak, I'm afraid it ......."

Without waiting for the old imperial doctor to finish speaking, Liu Zhiyuan's eyes were dark, and he almost fainted, Liu Chengyou helped him on the side and said, "Father, father!" ”

An imperial doctor pinched Liu Zhiyuan's middle in the middle of the man, and after half a sound, Liu Zhiyuan woke up, glanced at the old imperial doctor weakly, and muttered to himself, "Heaven will die me, God will die too!" ”

Several imperial doctors trembled, not knowing what to do, Liu Zhiyuan stood up abruptly and shouted: "No matter what, you must cure the prince, otherwise, I will let you and others be buried together!" ”

The imperial doctors glanced at each other, panicking in their hearts, but at this time, they had no choice at all, so they had to agree, and someone carried Liu Chengxun on his back and quickly sent him back to the East Palace.

Liu Zhiyuan was anxious, he originally had his plan, but the crown prince Liu Chengxun suddenly vomited blood, which made him confused, and the original plan was temporarily put on hold. When he reacted, among the ministers, several people were poisoned and fell to the ground, and those who drank too much were already dead with a kick on their legs; The one who drank less was vomiting while drinking water there.

Liu Zhiyuan staggered a little, looked around, at this time he was in a state of confusion, he didn't pay attention for a while, the second prince Liu Chengyou was beside him to help him, but his eyes wandered around, he saw Yang Lian vomiting not far away, and he was a little nervous in his heart, these days, Liu Chengyou has regarded Yang Lian as his best friend, because he is the only one who plays with him, so Liu Chengyou is particularly concerned about Yang Lian.

But at this time, Liu Chengyou had no chance, so he had to look at Yang Lian from afar.

Yang Lian vomited for a while, but he didn't actually vomit anything, but Mi Shiwei very cooperatively poured part of the peach wine on the ground, and even where Lin Renzhao and Miss Fu vomited, they also poured a lot of peach wine.

At this time, Yang Wei and Su Fengji had already counted the number of poisoned doves, including Du Chongwei, a total of seven people were poisoned and died, and they could not be saved.

Yang Wei's face was solemn, this banquet was originally a double happiness, but I didn't expect it to turn around, but it actually became a banquet of death, which was really unexpected. Su Fengji didn't know what to say, and his bitter gourd face was very gloomy.

The two walked to the side of Liu Zhiyuan, the Son of Heaven, and Yang Wei bowed his hand and said, "Your Majesty, that peach wine is poisonous, and Shicai has poisoned as many as seven people." ”

Su Fengji said in a deep voice: "Who is so bold that he dares to poison the wine!" ”

Liu Zhiyuan came back to his senses at this time and could barely think about things, but the prince suddenly vomited blood, which made him feel confused, and it took him half a pillar of incense to recover from his sadness. At this time, he also saw Yang Lian wiping his face with a handkerchief, looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was not lightly poisoned, but he was not dead!

Liu Zhiyuan's gaze was a little scattered, he clenched his fists, his nails dug into the flesh fiercely, and the pain made him improve his concentration. Originally, according to his plan, Yang Lian was also going to be poisoned, if Yang Lian was poisoned, he could blame Yang Lian for the poisoned wine incident, after all, the person is dead, how to say, isn't it his Liu Zhiyuan's business? Yang Lian's disaster was originally condemned.

But Yang Lian did not die, although his face was a little bad, but he was much more energetic than him, in this case, Liu Zhiyuan could not and did not dare to blame Yang Lian. If you want to blame Yang Lian, you must have enough reasons, and at the risk of making enemies with Datang, you have to make Liu Zhiyuan think twice.

Yang Lian is still alive, so that Liu Zhiyuan's plan cannot be implemented, which makes Liu Zhiyuan almost have the urge to vomit blood, this time, the prince will be harmed instead of harming people, even if the poison dove is a Du Chongwei, what can it do? Moreover, so many courtiers were poisoned, and the courtiers must be panicked, and the anger of the courtiers cannot be calmed without a thorough investigation of the matter.

Liu Zhiyuan couldn't help but close his eyes, he really wanted to take advantage of Yang Lian's death to kill the careerists in the court who supported the army and respected themselves one by one, so that Liu Zhiyuan could take advantage of his lifetime to uproot the proud soldiers and fierce generals in the Han Kingdom one by one, and sweep away the hidden dangers of the Han Kingdom for the crown prince.

However, people are not as good as heaven, the prince was poisoned and vomited blood, and those unruly festival envoys did not die, which made Liu Zhiyuan in a dilemma.

Liu Zhiyuan's thoughts Yang Lian was not clear, he glanced around coldly, at this time, the hall had gradually returned to calm, and there was no mess just now, he groaned, the poison dove case, how should Liu Zhiyuan deal with this? He already knew the people who were killed by the dove, and it was understandable that Du Chongwei was killed, but others such as Kaifeng Yin Houyi died in vain.

Among the dead people, there are Shatuo people and Huaxia people, which are very complicated, Yang Lian couldn't think of why this happened for a while, but one thing he knew very well was that the poison dove incident must have been planned by Liu Zhiyuan, but how could he poison his own son too?

Yang Lian's gaze inadvertently swept over Mi Shiwei, only to see a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and she approached Mi Shiwei quietly, and said in a low voice: "Shiwei, how do you know that there is poison in the wine?" ”

Mi Shiwei lowered her hands, looking trembling, but her lips squirmed slightly, and said, "You want to know?" I'm not going to tell you. (To be continued.) )