Since entering the palace, Chen Shufei and others have tried their best to save the emperor's heart, allowing them to dress up in a fancy way, using all kinds of means, the emperor is just indifferent, and even summoning people to sleep is rare.

Concubine Shu didn't know how many times she cursed Huai Sleeve secretly, but everything she did didn't have any effect, and the emperor still went his own way and favored one person.

On this day, the emperor met a few courtiers in Xinuan Pavilion, and a little eunuch reported to the concubine to ask to see him.

Xinuan Pavilion is the place where the emperor deals with government affairs, even if he is pampered, he cannot enter without permission.

Seeing that the sky was overcast, it seemed that another thunderstorm was coming. Soon it was a sting, the weather was still cold, and it seemed that spring had come a little later today.

The emperor glanced at the sky outside, pressed his forehead and said, "Tell her to go to the apse first." ”

The little eunuch took the order and left, and Pingde thought about it for a while, and then asked the emperor to order him to receive it himself.

The sleeves are still slightly powdered, and only a carmine-colored five-petal flower is ordered in the center of the eyebrows. Even if Pingde is a eunuch, he still thinks that her beauty is thrilling and pitiful.

But only for a moment.

Pingde noticed that she was holding a small white porcelain bowl with lotus pattern in her hand, and he glanced at it and recognized it as a bird's nest lotus seed soup. However, he still asked lightly: "Concubine Rou, what is on your hand?" ”

Huai Sleeve smiled: "It's a dessert I made for Your Majesty, father-in-law let me send it in, otherwise it will be cold in a while." ”

Pingde was not able to be frightened by her words, he was unmoved, and was cold: "Let someone test the poison first." ”

Huai Sleeve's face stiffened for a moment, but he quickly returned to a smile like a flower: "What my father-in-law said, will I still harm Your Majesty?" ”

Pingde snorted coldly and did not back down.

He was mentioned by the queen mother, and he also felt that he couldn't sit still, since he beat this woman into the palace, strange things are visible to the naked eye, to put it bluntly, they are all grasshoppers on a rope, regardless of the difference between high and low.

Anything that passed through Huai Sleeve's hand, he had to wonder if there was something strange in it.

The sky had long been overwhelmed by dark clouds, and the sun's rays were dimmed a little, when suddenly a thunderclap sounded, and an electric light split down from the clouds, winding like a snake, and hit a budding peach tree next to it impartially, making a piercing sound.

Huai Sleeve trembled, his hand was unstable, and the white jade bowl fell to the ground.

The soup spilled to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the peach tree, which was full of vitality and new leaves, had turned black, broken at the waist, and the upper half of the tree was crumbling in mid-air for a while, and finally fell to the ground overwhelmed.

It's just a two-person high decimal number, and he didn't make much movement, and Pingde sighed tiredly.

Turning his head to see that his sleeves were obviously not yet, he had recovered from the horror just now, his eyes were empty, and his face was stiff.

Pinde's right eyelid throbs slightly.

"Lightning strikes wood, warding off evil spirits." Pingde suddenly came out with such a sentence, and there was no follow-up.

He glanced at the mess on the ground again, and then said to Huai Sleeve: "Concubine Rou Niangniang, let's go to the apse first, don't let the emperor wait." ”

"Oh...... Oh...... Okay......" Huai Sleeve stammered before he came back to his senses.

Seeing that she was far away, Pingde called two little eunuchs, pointed to the things on the ground and said, "Go, pack up and send them to the Tai Hospital, and let them see if there are any things that should not be in it." "The eyes are extremely cold.

……

East Palace.

Zhao Yan also heard the roar of thunder outside, and his voice paused.

"Your Highness, Na Huo Guyan has already explained all the facts of the case, and the ...... It's up to you...... What should I do? ”

After all, it is the person who His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has personally taken care of, where does he dare to make decisions without authorization.

Xie Qing paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about who he said "Huo Guyan".

The emperor handed over more and more things directly to Xie Qinglin, he could only work hard, plus some of his own things, he was so busy every day that he had long forgotten about Huo Guyan.

Hearing Zhao Yan ask this, he remembered that there was such a person, and pondered for a moment and said: "It's not that there is no result yet, let's lock him up for a few days." ”

For a while, he couldn't figure out how to deal with it, and he couldn't just send people away with just two sentences, he had a feeling that he couldn't explain this person.

Kill ...... directly He always felt a little pity......

"Yes......"

Zhao Yan obeyed the order.

Why did he think that His Highness was dragging it?

Of course, he could only mutter in his heart.

Zhao Yan found that he was much bolder, recalling the first time he went to Lizhou with the prince two years ago, he really didn't dare to come out in front of him, and now he dared to think about it secretly...... is also more contact, he found that this highness is not as terrible as he expected, and even a little ...... Approachable?

Xie Qinglin is not a man-eating devil, he doesn't know Zhao Yan's messy thoughts. He stood up and moved his hands and feet, slowly walked to the window, saw the thick clouds covering the sun, lightning and thunder, and suddenly said: "Lord Zhao has been walking more carefully recently." ”

Zhao Yan also looked up at the sky outside, "Thank you Your Highness for your concern." ”

……

A few days after Lan Qian was brought back, the situation did not improve at all, all kinds of methods were exhausted, and he even asked a doctor to prescribe soothing medicine, but it was still useless. She would still wake up in the middle of the night, crying and screaming, and the eyes of Dai Nong, who slept in the same room with her, hung a thick dark color.

Jiang Yunyu was anxious.

She didn't expect that although the person was back, she could no longer sleep peacefully, Lan Qian lost weight outside, the whole person was haggard and unpresentable, and she was no longer the innocent and ignorant little girl before. Because of the experience in her previous life, Jiang Yunyu was always worried that something would happen to Lan Qian.

Xian Ge also tried his best to come up with ideas, and on this day he suddenly thought of seeking protection from the gods and Buddhas.

"I heard that there are many monks in Taizhao Temple in the western suburbs......"

She only said the beginning, and Jiang Yunyu understood what she meant.

Taizhao Temple, she also has a fate with this temple, she recalled the lotus flower in that pool, the shadow is enough to see people's faces, and the thousand-year-old tree is full of red silk, and the ebony wood is made of a moist surface of the marriage sign......

She has been in Luojing for another time, and she has not visited again.

"It's not as good as it used to be...... Go and get rid of the bad luck......" Xiange said tentatively.

The master of Taizhao Temple seems to be indeed competent in this matter.

Jiang Yunyu couldn't see joy and sorrow on her face: "We'll go tomorrow." ”

Xian Ge went to prepare for tomorrow's trip, but he didn't even notice that Jiang Yunyu agreed so hastily without asking.

As a half-monk, Lan Ting is also very curious about this legendary Taizhao Temple. He has lived in Wuxiang Temple for several years, and he has not seen what other temples are like, but Master Guiyuan also once told him that Taizhao Temple is famous.

On the other hand, Song Xingqiao and Song Gongzi actually entered Honglu Temple, which made a group of fox friends and dog friends amazed, they only thought that Song Gongzi was just pretending to fool his father, who knew that he was real.

"Brother Song, isn't he going to be the next Song Xiang? Don't forget the brothers when the time comes," a young man in blue who had been looking for him most diligently in the past quipped, he had been rejected by the people of the Song Mansion for a while now.

finally asked Song Xingqiao out, and he couldn't let go of this opportunity.

Song Xingqiao smiled and excused himself, waved his hand and said, "Where, I'm just idle and panicked, let my father find something to do." ”

"Ouch, don't be modest."

"Don't you know who I am, let me tell you, Honglu Temple is a place for the elderly, I went around today, and there are few people in the Yamen lobby ......"

Song Xingqiao is telling the truth, Honglu Temple is in charge of foreign guests, and there are very few people.

The main reason is that after the Great Zhou unified the Quartet, there was only one kind of country that came to the court, and no country could sit on an equal footing with the Great Zhou, so the work of receiving foreign envoys was dispensable.

The officials of Honglu Temple have nothing to do, and the more idle people are, the lazier they become, so they are just messing around here, and they don't have much motivation.

Everyone knows that Song Xingqiao is the son of the prime minister, and on the day he went to Honglu Temple to report, Sicheng lazily raised his eyelids and looked at the young man in front of him, rich as jade, a talent, he couldn't figure out why Song Xiang wanted to place him in this kind of place, let him live here is far better than letting him help the prime minister deal with political affairs, if it is said to be for training, it should not be such a deserted place.

"Please give me a lot of advice." Song Xingqiao smiled and arched his hand.

In fact, he himself did not understand his father's intentions in such an arrangement.

……

The man in blue tugged on Song Xingqiao's sleeve: "I'll just ask you, do you still want to go out to drink with your brothers, huh?" He winked at him and smiled maliciously.

"Drink, must drink!" Song Xingqiao laughed heartily.

"Hahaha, I knew ......"

Then he continued to walk forward shoulder to shoulder, and every few steps Song Xingqiao guessed where they were going to take him, this road was too familiar to him.

These are still trying to be tricky.

A few people walked and made trouble, and it took a while to reach the destination, and sure enough, Song Xingqiao raised his eyes and saw that the three big words "Red Sleeve Move" were hanging above his head.

Huh? How is this different from before?

Song Xingqiao was curious: "When did this red-sleeved move change its signboard?" ”

"I also said that you didn't hold back, this is not a reluctance, it has been changed a long time ago." A young man next to him said with a smile, "I heard that these three words are written by King Yu himself." ”

"King Yu?" Song Xingqiao wondered.

"Oh, I want to think back then, King Yu was the head of my generation, people want to be romantic now, what's the matter, do you still want to have an opinion?"

Song Xingqiao said "Don't dare, don't dare" and entered the door with them.