I will be the master of Xuande

Chapter 161 Fear
"Cough, cough, cough!"

Liu Hong was lying on the bed. Below him was a wizard wearing a mask and holding a banner in his hand, swinging it vigorously in front of the emperor.

The emperor lay weakly on the bed, watching the witch doctor with a pale face, and there was hope hidden in his dim eyes.

Liu Hong knew what disease he was suffering from, and he never thought that he would pin his hope of survival on the way of gods, witches and ghosts, but when a person is really facing death, the fear extending from his bones, Enough to destroy all his sanity.

It doesn't matter what kind of witch doctor or quack doctor he is, as long as he can cure the emperor's illness, he is a good doctor!

Liu Hong didn't want to die, he couldn't bear this world.

His west garden has not been completely repaired, he still has some beauties who have never been lucky, he is reluctant to part with fine wine, high bed and soft pillow, he is reluctant to be surrounded by beauties, he is even more reluctant to part with his football team and his bathing sauna .

"puff!"

All of a sudden, I saw blood coming out of the mouth of the witch doctor who was performing the procedure. He who was still alive and kicking just now, suddenly sat on the ground with a "plop".

Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong, Lu Qiang and others were startled when they saw this.

Even Liu Hong, who had been weak all this time, saw him, and hastily summoned up his strength to get up from the bed, pointing weakly at the witch doctor on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "Look at him, look at him, what's wrong?"

Liu Yan and Liu Jian who were serving on the side hurried forward to help the witch doctor up from the ground.

"Master, why is this?" Liu Jian said eagerly.

"Ah~ah~ah~"

The witch doctor muttered indistinctly, his tongue seemed to be tied up, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

"Bring silk, brush and ink!" Liu Yan ordered loudly.

Immediately a little eunuch ran out, and brought back the pen and ink when he was young.

Liu Jian supported the witch doctor to sit down, and said to him: "If you can't speak, you can write on silk!"

The witch doctor tremblingly picked up the pen, and wrote three words crookedly on the silk, then rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Hurry up, invite the divine master out quickly, don't disturb His Majesty here!" Liu Yan roared loudly.

A group of little eunuchs hurriedly carried the witch doctor out.

Liu Hong looked haggard, and murmured disappointedly: "How could this be? How could this be? What's wrong with him!"

With a solemn expression, Liu Jian unfolded the silk in his hand to look at it, and then showed panic.

"Capital crime, capital crime! I'm waiting for a capital crime. In order to treat your majesty's illness, I found such a witch god for your majesty. I don't want him to be weak and collide with your majesty. It's a capital crime! I'm waiting for a capital crime!"

Liu Yan stretched out his hand to take the silk, his face turned pale with fright, and he fell to the ground directly.

"I'm waiting for death!"

Seeing Liu Jian and Liu Yan's appearance, Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong were very curious.

They also wanted to go up to look at the silk, but in front of Liu Hong, it was a bit inconvenient after all.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Liu Hong coughed several times again, then turned his head and spat out a mouthful of bright red into the spittoon.

He wiped his mouth with a square towel, hooked his fingers at Liu Yan, and said hoarsely, "Bring it up!"

Liu Yan carefully handed the silk to Liu Hong.

Liu Hong opened the silk.

There are only three words on it: "Mei, Song, and Disease."

Liu Hong's face suddenly changed.

Although he was an absurd emperor, his mind was quicker than ordinary people, and he thought of something quickly.

Liu Hong slowly closed the silk in his hand, and said to Liu Yan: "Uncle Huang, go out and help me to ask that witch god, what do these three words mean?"

Liu Yan hurriedly said, "Wei!"

Afterwards, I saw Liu Yan walking out quickly.

When he was young, Liu Yan came back, shook his head at Liu Hong and sighed: "Your Majesty, the witch god is in a state of confusion at the moment, unable to speak, unable to express what he wants to express, alas, I don't think he is a witch, but he was bumped by a ghost. It's... oh!"

Liu Hong was dumbfounded when he heard this.

If it was a person in good health, he might think about it and think about whether there is anything tricky about it.

But Liu Hong's current mentality is different from that of normal people.

After all, he is the one who faces death!
When a person faces death, his IQ and courage will drop to the lowest point.

Why in later generations, health care products and MLM products are mainly sold to the elderly?
Many young people seem to be a simple trap, but older people are willing to jump into it?
The threat of death can break people's minds.

"Uncle, brother, what should I do with this?"

Liu Hong, who is the emperor of the Han Dynasty, actually had a bit of crying in his tone at this moment.

Liu Jian hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him: "Your Majesty, at this time, you might as well call Dong Shizhong into the palace, let him communicate with the god, and maybe he can solve your majesty's doubts."

Liu Yan also said: "Yes, Your Majesty, Dong Shizhong has learned about heaven and man, and he is deeply aware of the mysteries of heaven and earth. He will definitely solve your majesty's doubts!"

"Okay, okay! Cough cough cough!"

Liu Hong coughed and said, "Then make a quick announcement of Dong Qing!"

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Not long after Dong Fu came, Liu Hong repelled everyone, including Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong, Lu Qiang and others, leaving Liu Jian, Liu Yan, and Dong Fu alone.

Dong Fu first looked at those three characters, and then went to communicate with the witch doctor.

After a long time, Dong Fu came back and said to Liu Hong: "Your Majesty, this old minister only knows a little bit about prophecy and is not proficient in witchcraft, so he can only explain it for you, but he dare not tell the truth."

Liu Hong hurriedly grabbed Dong Fu's hand, and said hoarsely: "Ai Qing, if you have anything to say, it's okay to say it, I will make my own decision! I will spare you the crime!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Afterwards, I heard Dong Fu's slow analysis: "According to the words of the witch, Your Majesty's sudden serious illness was caused by ghosts, and this evil lord of ghosts is the person who was written by the witch on silk for His Majesty. Ghosts and ghosts are very powerful, even gods and witches are hurt by them, and they can't speak..."

"The Song family, the Song family..." Liu Hong murmured in a low voice, "You little boy, dare to use the power of ghosts to take revenge on me! Does Ai Qing have a way to suppress ghosts?"

Dong Fu smiled wryly, "Your Majesty, I'm not a sorcerer, I don't understand magic."

"Then, what should I do?"

Liu Hong was a little panicked, he thought for a while, and said: "If not, how about I call the god master into the palace to drive away ghosts for me?"

Liu Jian remonstrated: "Your Majesty, regardless of the decree to recruit spiritual masters, whether you can really recruit usable people, or you can really call them, and wait for them to enter the palace to drive away the ghosts for your majesty, but I don't know when it will be." ? This is very detrimental to His Majesty's dragon body."

After Liu Hong thought about it, it was indeed such a truth.

He hurriedly said: "Your Brother, in your opinion, what should be done about this matter?"

Liu Jian said: "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and the body of the Son of Heaven is more important than the world! No matter what crimes the Song family committed in the past, Your Majesty will do everything for the sake of his own dragon body. You may wish to make an order to remember the husband and wife of the past. On the grounds of love, pardon the crimes of the Song family, so as to comfort their dead souls."

If it was the past, Liu Hong would naturally not agree.

But now for his own life, as long as there is a chance, Liu Hong will not let it go.

The left and right Empress Song's family were all killed by Liu Hong, and whether they were pardoned or not was the same thing.

"Okay, Deran's words are true. According to Deran's words, I just pardon the crimes of the Song family on the grounds of caring about the relationship between husband and wife. If there are other relatives of the Song family who plead guilty because of this, they can be pardoned together!"

Liu Yan said: "Your Majesty is wise, if the ghosts of the Song family are not harassing Your Majesty, His Majesty is expected to recover!"

Dong Fu suddenly said: "However, if you want to be safe, you need to take another strategy."

In the face of the critical moment of life and death, Liu Hong has already ignored everything, he hastily looked at Dong Fu and said, "What good words does Ai Qing have? Just say it!"

Dong Fu said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty might as well choose one of the Liu clan's relatives to marry the Song clan, this is the way to resolve the hatred, and the hatred of ghosts and ghosts will disappear by itself."

Liu Hong sighed, and said: "The Song family has been killed by me, how can we get married in a short time?"

Liu Yan said from the side: "Song Qi's main wife is a member of the Cao family in Qiao County. When Cao Chi died, there was still an unmarried young girl under his knees. This can be regarded as a personal choice."

"Oh!" Liu Hong suddenly realized: "So, as long as one of Liu's clansmen is selected to match with him, it will work?"

Liu Yan cupped his hands and said: "That's right! Your Majesty, I heard that Deran's brother Xuande is now in Beijing. This person has no wife. You might as well marry Xuande with Cao's daughter to help your Majesty. I don't know what your Majesty thinks." how?"

Liu Jian hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's impossible, my elder brother has no family background and no background, how can he marry a daughter from the Cao family? It's not a good match, it's not a good match!"

(End of this chapter)