Zheng Xize accompanied Xuanshuo to discuss the calligraphy of various schools in the five continents for a whole day, Xuanshuo was quite satisfied, and unconsciously it was late at night, Xuanshuo nodded unsatisfied when he saw the slave coming to hold the lamp.

"Lord Zheng really impressed this king."

Xuan Shuo said with a smile, and Zheng Xize bowed.

"King Kangping praised it."

"Lord Zheng might as well stay in Kangping? Here you can do whatever you want! ”

Xuanshuo's words made Zheng Xize excited, and he lowered his head.

"King Kangping, don't be embarrassed, you are only shallow in your studies, and it is an honor to be able to talk about elegance with the lord of Kangping."

"This king is kidding!"

Xuanshuo accepted it when he saw it, and he didn't persuade him more.

"It's getting late, you can go back first."

"Retire below."

Zheng Xize retreated after saluting, he went out of the hall, and happened to meet a servant holding a bowl of black decoction, seeing Zheng Xize come out, he hurriedly flashed to the side and turned sideways to cover the soup bowl.

Zheng Xize didn't look at him, and went straight out, the servant was flustered, and he waited outside the palace gate for half a moment before bringing it in.

In the hall, Xuanshuo put the rubbing book in his hand to the side.

"You didn't meet him, did you?"

The servant spoke cautiously.

"Who is the king talking about?"

"At this time, you probably didn't run into it."

He skillfully picked up the bowl and took a sip, then frowned.

"What's cold?"

The servant knelt down with a puff.

"Now that the weather is getting cooler, the slave will bring it all the way ......"

Xuan Shuo waved his hand angrily.

"Stand down, stand down, it's annoying to watch."

The servant breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this time of day is the most irritable time for the king, if he touches the scales, ten heads are not enough to cut off.

Zheng Xize did not go back to his residence, but went to Junle Palace, where Ji Xingfutu and the others were already sitting.

"Your Majesty."

Zheng Xize saluted and motioned for him to sit down.

"How?"

"It can be seen that the lord of Kangping is indeed very obsessed with calligraphy, and it doesn't look like a fraud."

Zheng Xize replied.

"Tell me what you have seen and heard today."

Ji Xin said.

Zheng Xize nodded and began to recall, there was nothing unusual about this day, only when it came to leaving, Mo Qinghe suddenly frowned slightly.

"You mean, a dirty-looking potion that smells of mint grass?"

Zheng Xize thought about it seriously again.

"Yes, when I was taking the entrance examination, students often used this grass to refresh themselves, and the smell was very familiar to me, and there would be no mistake."

Ji Mo Qinghe's face was a little heavier.

"If that's the case, maybe everything makes sense."

"Qinghe?"

The auditor turned his head to look at him.

"When I was in Qianze, I read a unique medical book, a foul decoction with the smell of mint grass, which should be used to suppress a poison called Qiancao."

"Someone dares to poison the Lord of Kangping?"

Zheng Xize was a little incredulous, that is, Mo Qinghe shook his head.

"This poison is not man-made, it is only rooted in a kind of flower branch, called a thousand grass flowers, the venom only exists in the small thorns of the branches, and cannot be refined, similar to snake venom, it is mostly accidentally touched, if it is this poison ......"

That is, the ink is clear and open.

"No one has lived past the age of thirty."

"Xuanshuo is twenty-nine this year."

Salary Reminders.

Everyone in the room was shocked.

"Your Majesty, someone has entered the palace in a black robe, and we are too far away to know who it is."

Shuoge came in to report.

"Keep watching."

"Yes."

The auditor looked at the crowd.

"My life is at stake, the first step is to find an heir, and only Prince Mu Mu Feng has this qualification in Kangping."

"Then what are you doing cultivating Su Suyi's forces? It's not a nuisance. ”

Fortu was puzzled.

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and her face looked a little ghostly in the shadow of the candles, and she spoke slowly.

"In order to create a dead end, if you want to get the throne, you have to get rid of the chess pieces that stand in your way, this may be the way that Xuanshuo wants to teach Mu Feng to be a king."