Between the lightning and flint, Ji Chengyu's gaze swept over and looked at Ji Lingyun. The two are like siblings, and they have been in the same boat all these years, and they can be said to be of the same mind in many ways, and they can understand with just one look.

Ji Lingyun made a mistake and got out of the way, looking at Ji Sihong with half-squinted eyes and a mistake, until the other party stepped on a few steps with a high spirit, and Ji Lingyun also went up.

Ji Sihong noticed the footsteps behind him, and all of them sneered: "It turns out that His Royal Highness King An also has such a mind, he pretends to be pure and has few desires on weekdays, why, can't he pretend to be able to do it now?" ”

Ji Lingyun said disapprovingly: "Since His Royal Highness King Jianwang dares to give it a try, what don't I dare, is it possible that His Royal Highness King Jianwang is afraid that I won't succeed?" ”

Ji Sihong sneered, and the mockery at the corner of his mouth was even worse. Ji Lingyun's gaze behind him suddenly sank, his gaze searched around Ji Sihong, and finally stared at the cuff of his right hand.

In full view of everyone, the three of them ascended to the altar in turn. The place above the high platform was not large, and even if there was nothing but the altar, it seemed crowded to squeeze down three large men.

After all, the altar holy place is often only allowed to come up by the emperor or the crown prince to preside over the ceremony, and it was not originally a place to accommodate three people.

Ji Lingyun naturally didn't really come up to light a cigarette, but looking at the firewood in the altar at the moment, Ji Lingyun really didn't see anything unusual.

I believe that since the imperial brother has checked the people who have touched his hands and sacrificed but can't find anything, it means that there is no problem with the firewood, so why is the beacon smoke extinguished? And who can drop the oil in the bag?

He looked sideways and saw that Ji Sihong's eyes could not hide the excitement, obviously full of confidence. Today's various abnormalities can be seen that this matter is inseparable from Ji Sihong, since he has tried his best to arrange, and he is rushing here at this moment, there must be a solution.

Thinking of this, Ji Lingyun rushed before Ji Sihong opened his mouth and said, "If the two imperial brothers are not in a hurry, how about letting the imperial brothers try it first?" ”

Although he said this, his eyes were looking at Ji Sihong. Ji Sihong only thought that he wanted to take advantage of it, and he disdained it, so he heard Ji Lingyun say again: "This matter is sudden, the imperial brother is not prepared, I don't know if I can borrow a fire from the third imperial brother?" ”

Ji Lingyun naturally didn't believe in any nonsense that the prince's virtue was at a loss, so he already knew in his heart that it must be Ji Sihong, no, Ji Sihong didn't have such a skill, it must have been Concubine Lan who did something in it.

At the moment, I can't see what went wrong, but Ji Sihong is so fearless, and the solution is naturally hidden in him.

Ji Sihong seemed to see his plan, and said with a smug smile: "It's rare for the fifth emperor brother to open his mouth, and it's not a precious thing, how can the imperial brother be so stingy." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and took out a fire fold from his arms and handed it over, Ji Lingyun reached out to take it, not caring about the cynicism in his words, and carefully looked at the exquisitely made fire fold in his hand.

It seemed that he finally believed that there was nothing wrong with this fire fold, Ji Lingyun opened the lid and blew, seeing a slight flame burning in the small cylinder of the fire fold, he reached out and threw it into the altar.

The firewood in the altar clearly shows signs of being burned, and these special firewoods are made from a mixture of fine pine dry wood and pliable red willow wet wood.

Dry firewood is used to ignite, wet wood is used to cover smoke, things come out of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which is the henchman of the queen mother, so there should be no problems.

In case the burner is insufficient, the firewood in the altar is also poured with oil, so double the amount of firewood just in case. The amount of firewood in the altar would have been burned for seven or eight days.

But at this moment, the fire oil on the firewood was replaced with something, and it actually had the opposite effect.

On the day of the ceremony, the emperor lit a beacon fire, but today it is still annihilated. And now that he threw down the fire fold, he couldn't even ignite a spark, and the fire fold burned for a moment and then extinguished itself.

Ji Chengyu's face sank like water, and he couldn't see his joy or anger, nor could he tell whether he was surprised or expected. However, the ridicule in Ji Sihong's eyes was clear at a glance, but Ji Lingyun didn't seem to be aware of it, and he didn't think much of this result, and only sighed in his mouth: "It seems that God also thinks that the emperor's brother and I should be an idle person, which is not bad." ”

As he spoke, he reached for the extinguished fire in the altar, and easily hid a piece of wood under the cover of his wide cuffs. Ji Lingyun came to Ji Sihong with a fire fold and said, "Thank you for your generosity, since this is the case, then the next one will be the Third Emperor Brother." ”

Hearing this, Ji Sihong couldn't help but clench the paper bag in the cuff, thinking about how to sprinkle the contents of the paper bag on the firewood unconsciously under the cover of the wide sleeves for a while, and then heard Ji Lingyun suddenly raise his voice again: "Second Emperor Brother, what do you say?" ”

Ji Sihong's movements paused, and he subconsciously looked at Ji Chengyu on the side. He has never taken this unobtrusive King An in his eyes, and all his precautions are on Ji Chengyu.

However, at this moment, a hand suddenly took his right arm and lifted it, and then the tip of the other finger reached into his sleeve and pulled out a small paper bag.

When he just took out the fire fold, Ji Lingyun found that Ji Sihong's movements were careful, his sleeve pockets were slightly heavy, and he was obviously very careful about what was hidden inside.

Ji Sihong's face turned pale in an instant, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to take it back, but Ji Chengyu pinched the other hand and couldn't play. However, he didn't have time to grasp Ji Chengyu's rare handle at the moment, so he just glared at Ji Lingyun angrily.

"Ji Lingyun, you are so bold, give me back the things."

Ji Lingyun put the paper bag between his nose and sniffed it, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "I should say this sentence, Ji Sihong, you are so bold, you dare to deliberately destroy the ceremony of sacrificing the heavens, you think you have a few heads." ”

Ji Sihong's body shook, trying his best to break free of the restraints of the two, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he snorted coldly in a bluff: "I don't know what you're talking about, the dignified concubine, you don't know the etiquette so much, even the royal brother's private belongings are openly looted, and there is no excuse for other crimes."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always been selfless, why don't you turn a blind eye to his brother's behavior today, isn't he soft-hearted? ”

Ji Chengyu didn't pay attention to his screams, and only stretched out his hand to Ji Lingyun, who guarded against Ji Sihong and handed the paper bag to Ji Chengyu.

Although Ji Sihong wanted to take it back, he knew Ji Lingyun's skills, even Liu Zong might not be able to snatch things back from his mobile phone. What's more, he has no chance of winning with one against two at the moment, so he has to watch the things fall into Ji Chengyu's hands.

Ji Chengyu opened the paper bag and looked at it, raised his head and glanced at Ji Chengyu with a heavy gaze, Ji Chengyu's heart was tight, but he couldn't say a word. Although Ji Chengyu didn't say a word, Ji Sihong intuitively felt that he sensed the cattiness.

The three of them had been delayed on the altar for so long but had not been able to light the beacon smoke, not only Song Duwei and the people of the Ministry of Rites and the prince's henchmen were anxious, but the people below who were kneeling or standing were even more worried, and they all craned their necks to look up.

It's just that the altar is cast high, and the people on the high platform can see all the people below, but the people below can't see the details on the platform.

So everyone below could only see the three of them arguing slightly on stage, but they couldn't see what the situation was, and the others didn't dare to go on stage to see it, and the scene was deadlocked for a while.

At this moment, as long as the two of them twisted Ji Sihong and took the evidence of the crime to Emperor Yuan He, coupled with Song Duwei's abnormal behavior, even if Concubine Lan interceded, Ji Sihong could not escape the charge of deliberately destroying the ceremony of sacrificing the heavens.

Ji Chengyu had already thought of his fate, and he even thought of taking all the blame on himself, and he couldn't implicate his mother.

However, the next moment, Ji Chengyu opened the paper bag and sprinkled the yellow powder inside on the firewood. Before Ji Lingyun could stop it, he saw Ji Chengyu neatly take out the fire fold and light it, and then threw it into the altar without hesitation.

The next moment, the fire broke the moment it touched the yellow powder, and the bright light of the fire dimmed for a moment, but the smoke rose to the sky.

The people below instantly shouted "God bless", and some even cried with joy and ran to tell each other. Ji Chengyu's eyes swept over the people, but he didn't look at Ji Sihong again, turned around and walked off the altar.

Ji Lingyun sneered at Ji Chengyu and left without saying a word, leaving only Ji Sihong frozen in place for a long time. It wasn't until he watched Ji Chengyu and Ji Lingyun leave in the midst of everyone that he walked off the altar with a cold expression.

Song Duwei was still waiting in place with people, but Ji Chengyu didn't look at him, and went straight to the carriage and returned to the palace. Song Duwei froze in place for a moment, and said to a crony beside him: "You go to the palace to report to the side concubine before His Royal Highness King Jian's return to the palace, tell her that the prince is in a bad mood today, let her deal with it carefully, don't touch the mold." ”

Although Captain Song has some soldiers and horses in his hands, he is not an ambitious person, and he knows that he has already burned incense on this captain with his own skills and connections, and he was originally unwilling to get involved in the battle for succession.

Helplessly, the only daughter has been delicate since she was a child, and the husband and wife were worried that their daughter would not marry well. But he didn't want to be taken by King Jian, although it was Gao Pan, he was really not happy. If it weren't for his daughter's insistence on getting married, he would have postponed the marriage when he was ready to resign.

At this point, alas, it's all fate.

Although he got the news a quarter of an hour in advance, the Song family only had time to prepare dinner to welcome him at the door.

really saw that the prince had a cold face when he got out of the car, but fortunately, Ji Sihong had always been restrained towards her, and after patiently eating some meals, he went to the study, and then his face became gloomy and he lost his temper.

Listening to the sound in the study, Liu Zong stood motionless at the door with a tense face. Although he was entangled in other things in the afternoon and couldn't go with him, he knew that things must have been messed up when he looked at his master's appearance at this moment.

He frowned and thought for a moment, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. After a moment, he sighed silently, but suddenly raised his head again and shouted, "Who! ”