Hearing that she had knelt wrong, the little old woman breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly heard someone next to him cough lightly: "You should kneel me." ”

This time, instead of being afraid, the little old woman smiled, and in the process of kneeling down just now, she wanted to understand something. The emperor wants to see himself, and the ghost can't believe it. Maybe these people have some tricks.

The little old woman smiled: "Don't lie to people, the emperor has time to spoil a few more concubines, where can I have time to take care of my old woman." ”

"Presumptuous!" Jiang corpse shouted angrily, "I dare to talk nonsense in front of today." He pointed at Zhu Yijun and glared at the little old woman.

"Just this little white face is the emperor, you are stupid for me?" The little old woman looked at Zhu Yijun, and only felt that he was good-looking, but if this person was the current saint, she would never believe it.

Zhu Yijun finally spoke, "Then how can you believe it?"

The little old woman said: "Unless you have three heads and six arms, and you can spit fire and water, I will believe it!"

Zhu Yijun smiled: "Then I'll cut off your arm first, you should believe it, right?"

Jiang Corpse got the order, but he was worried that he had no knife on his body. Suddenly, I heard Zhu Yijun say: "You don't need a knife, you can directly unload one of her arms." ”

The little old woman's face turned pale and she took two steps back. Chen Ju, who was standing aside, said: "Holy must not!"

Zhu Yijun glanced sideways slightly, "You took care of me?"

Chen Ju bowed his head and was silent, and the little old woman knelt on the ground in fright, "The little one is blind, the little one should be damned, please ask the emperor to be gracious!"

Zhu Yijun sat on a chair beside him, and there was a blue and white bowl on the small table, which he held in his hand and played with it slowly.

The little old woman knelt on the ground and didn't dare to raise her head, cold sweat flowed, but she didn't dare to wipe it with her hands.

Suddenly, Zhu Yijun put the blue and white bowl on the table, and the little old woman began to kowtow again.

"Are you Mrs. Meng?" Zhu Yijun's eyes drooped, as if he was sleepy.

"Yes, yes, the little one is Meng Po. She didn't expect the emperor to know her name, it seems that the East Window incident happened.

"I heard that you have developed a decoction that makes people lose their memories when they drink it. You sell this decoction to a brothel to harm a girl from a good family?" Zhu Yijun stroked his dragon robe, which Xu Jinyu made for him himself. The lines on it are clear and supple, and they are very comfortable to the touch.

"That's not the case, I don't know what a decoction is, I was framed. Meng Po cried with a handful of snot and tears, she had harmed countless girls in this life, and she didn't expect to be finally discovered, and the emperor was going to kill herself.

"It seems that this Meng Po soup is fake?" Zhu Yijun glanced at Jiang Corpse.

As soon as Jiang Corpse understood what he meant, he kicked on Meng Po, "Say it quickly!"

"It's fake, it's fake!" Meng Po could only lie in order to survive.

"If you lie, it's a crime of deception. Zhu Yijun moved his neck and made a "click" sound.

"I'm not lying, it's true, I don't know what Meng Po soup is. She gritted her teeth, thinking that even if she died, she would not be able to confess.

"Oh" Zhu Yijun turned his head to look at the blue and white bowl on the small table, and said with a sigh: "I thought you had the recipe for Meng Po soup, since you didn't have it, then go die." ”

Jiang corpse kicked her back fiercely, Meng Po lay on the ground and spit blood, begging: "There is a formula, there is a formula." ”

"Then take it out. Zhu Yijun sat up straight and raised his eyelids.

"I only brought the medicine, not the formula. This time, Meng Po knew what he was thinking, and it turned out that he wanted to make himself a bowl of Meng Po soup. But she must not hand over the formula, because if she does, she will be dead.

Zhu Yijun didn't care, pointed to the blue and white bowl on the table and said, "Then come out with a bowl." He got up and walked to the window, his chest pounding, and what he had been waiting for was finally coming true. I put my hand on the window and wanted to push it open to let in the air, but as soon as I exerted my strength, I stopped, and said to myself: It's better to be careful.

Meng Po stood up with her body propped up, took out a small paper bag from her arms and poured it into the blue and white bowl, took water from the pot, and tinkered for a long time before turning around and saying, "Okay." ”

Zhu Yijun turned around, retracted his hands into his sleeves, clenched his fists, stepped to the table and pushed Meng Po away, stared at the turbid soup in the bowl, frowned and said, "This is Meng Po soup?"

Meng Po nodded and said, "The little one will not deceive the emperor." ”

Zhu Yijun remembered that she was afraid of death just now, so she didn't doubt it anymore, "Can you really lose your memory after drinking it?"

"When a woman is subdued, she is at the mercy of others. Meng Po smiled sinisterly

Zhu Yijun picked up the bowl and looked at it for a while, "Is there an antidote?"

Meng Po said proudly: "There is no one in the world who can solve it except me." Then she fell to the ground with her neck crooked, her body twitched, and she looked at Jiang Zhiyi behind her, "You...... You"

Zhu Yijun smiled: "Only when you die, no one can solve it." ”

Chen Ju couldn't bear it, closed his eyes and stopped looking at her. I only heard Zhu Yijun snort coldly: "What's the matter, Buddha?

Hearing the word "Buddha", Chen Ju was moved, and immediately knelt on the ground, "The saint is angry, it is the old minister's mistake." ”

As soon as Jiang corpse saw the master kneeling, he also knelt down. Zhu Yijun walked up to Chen Ju, squatted down, and put his hand on his shoulder, "The Buddha sacrifices himself for others and is compassionate." I am not as good as the Buddha, and what I want must be obtained by unscrupulous means. ”

Chen Ju lowered his head, and listened to him say again: "When the Buddha didn't care about his life to save people, did he think that he would fall into a bad disease?"

Chen Ju's face was pale, and this past had not been mentioned for many years. If he hadn't sacrificed his life to save people, he would not have been plagued by a vicious disease, so that he was restrained by Zhu Yijun and did things against his will. But he never regretted it, no one knew what would happen in the future, and he firmly believed that the decision was the right one.

Zhu Yijun said: "The Buddha's meridians were cold back then, if it weren't for the true dragon blazing blood of Youyou, he would have become an iceman and died, right?"

"Holy kindness, the old minister will never forget. Chen Ju lowered his head.

Zhu Yijun smiled: "I don't want you to remember, I just want to tell you that if I die, you don't want to live." ”

Chen Ju's body was shocked, and he gritted his teeth and insisted.

Zhu Yijun said again: "Actually, I know that the Buddha has long put life and death aside, but he is afraid that that thing will happen, so he lives in the world." He stood up and walked in front of Jiang Corpse, "After so many years, you must be curious about why the Buddha is subject to me." ”

Jiang Corpse immediately said: "The minister is loyal to the saint, he has no second thoughts, and he won't think too much." ”

Zhu Yijun smiled: "It doesn't hurt to tell you." The Buddha is worried about something, and if this happens, it will be ruined. And only the Buddha in the world can save all the people from fire and water, so he lives in the world, protects my safety, and helps me do evil. In order to live longer, if this happens, he will stand up and save the people. ”