Under the Empress Dowager, all members will be King

Chapter 118 Where is the altar

Thinking of the past, Gu Yinwei couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart.

"Thousands of difficulties and dangers have come, and people have to look forward."

The round-faced woman expressed emotion: "Bring a cup of hot tea to Gu Yinwei, and Gu Yinwei took a sip, the fragrance of the tea is more intoxicating than the fragrance of wine.

The dinner was extraordinarily sumptuous. Two chickens were killed and a lamb was roasted.

After getting drunk, Prince Yimu began to dance around the bonfire, Princess Zhaoyang played a tambourine, and the followers began to sing to the beat of the drum.

People in Beimo sang and danced after drinking, while people in Central Plains kept emphasizing that they were not drunk after drinking.

Yang Xiaohuan squatted in the prison car, watching everyone dance.

Gu Yinwei sent someone to give him a bowl of rice and a bowl of meat, Yang Xiaohuan yelled to chew on the bones.

Mantao sent him a few pieces of chicken with bones, and Yang Xiaohuan finally calmed down.

Everyone was singing and having fun, Yang Xiaohuan hugged a bone and gnawed fiercely, the generals who had enmity with him surrounded him and taunted him: "If you gnaw, you can still get flowers."

Yang Xiaohuan kept silent, gnawing and gnawing.

As long as there is meat to eat, it doesn't matter if you listen to a few useless words.

Tangli Mountain Villa is rich in autumn pears, when Gu Yinwei and his party set off, the round-faced woman specially picked a few boxes of fresh pears and gave them to them.

The carriage continued to drive, and the scenery along the way was constantly changing.

Many trees on both sides of the road began to lose color, gradually changing from dark green to yellow-green, and finally completely golden.

A group of people walked for seven or eight days, and the road suddenly opened up. There were children running barefoot on the ridge near the official road, and many people gathered by the river waiting to catch loach.

Taxes in Xuanhua Kingdom are not heavy, and the countryside and fields are peaceful.

Prince Yimu stood under a persimmon tree, and children playing not far away threw him over and shouted at him.

"Stranger, do you want to eat persimmons? Just wait, I'll call someone."

Prince Yimu said: "Thank you."

The child yelled something to the village, and the adults in the village came out with baskets and bamboo poles.

Pick off a bunch of fresh persimmons and give them to Prince Yimu to eat.

Prince Yimu took out the bank note as a reward, but the other party did not accept it.

The Central Plains people of Xuanguo are industrious, hospitable, and not greedy.

As the saying goes, it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. In the past, most of Prince Yimu's understanding of Xuanhua Kingdom came from his father's dictation, or from books.

But when he actually set foot on this land, he realized that the information recorded in the book was not completely correct.

The sound of the reed flute came from a distance, and the shepherd boy led a big green cow slowly down the mountain stream.

Princess Zhaoyang hiccupped and jumped out of the carriage, "Brother, give me a persimmon."

Prince Yimu threw a persimmon, Princess Zhaoyang peeled off the peel with a knife, and took a bite.

"Crispy persimmons, delicious."

"Why don't you eat?"

"I don't like crispy persimmons."

"That's right, you even have to eat soft rice, and of course you have to pick soft persimmons."

Prince Yimu carefully observed Princess Zhaoyang's expression, her expression was very natural, and she was sure that she was not mocking him.

"Return the persimmon to me, not to you."

The two of you push me, I pinch you, and they fight unscrupulously.

Lian Tao lifted the curtain of the car and smiled secretly. When she was in Gu's house, the third lady Ye often fought with the second lady. Lian Tao turned around and wanted to share her joy, but at this time Chuchu was not by her side, Gu Yin slightly lowered her head to read, She was full of emotions and had nowhere to say.

Gu Yinwei noticed the strangeness of the flat peach, and comforted: "You don't have to worry about Chuchu, she will be fine."

The brothers and sisters of Princess Zhaoyang formed a deep friendship with Gu Yinwei all the way, so when they arrived in Kyoto, when the carriages and horses were blocked, Princess Zhaoyang stepped forward.

"Sister, your skill is poor, don't cause trouble."

"I'm poor at martial arts, but I'm good at fighting."

The old man in charge yelled and refused to let him go, "From ancient times to the present, no queen mother has led troops into the city. Your Majesty has been in charge for many years and worked hard. Empress Dowager, you must not..."

"come here."

The speaking veteran pointed to his nose, "You called me?"

"Besides you, who else is there? You are the most noisy person on the whole street."

The old man in silver armor came to Princess Zhaoyang holding his hat.

"Little friend, you are dissatisfied with my statement."

"I'm just dissatisfied."

"Do you argue with the old man, little friend?"

"Yes."

The old man in silver armor was furious: "Come down, come down."

Princess Zhaoyang jumped out of the carriage, put her hands on her hips, and looked at the old man generously, without any panic.

While the old man was arguing with Princess Zhaoyang, Gu Yinwei got off the carriage early and went to the palace. She was busy saving Chuchu, but she had no time to deal with these people who were trying to gain fame.

After entering the palace, Gu Yinwei quickened his pace all the way to the Palace of Good Night.

The Palace of Good Night was empty, and there was not a single palace attendant in sight.

Bian Tao trotted out of the palace, grabbed a passing maid and asked, "Where is the concubine Xi?"

The maid pointed in the direction of the Compassionate Ning Palace, and then quickly ran away.

"Young lady, please slow down."

Gu Yinwei's feet were blown by the wind, and he didn't touch the ground all the way, and the flat peach was far behind her.

In front of the gate of the Deci Ning Palace, there was a whimpering cry from inside, weak and intermittent.

Gu Yinwei stepped forward to push the door, but the door was locked with a heavy iron lock.

"Open the door."

The guard guarding the palace gate showed embarrassment: "Queen Mother, don't make things difficult for your slaves."

Gu Yinwei pulled out the knife in the guard's hand, and cut off the iron chain with one stroke. After the palace door was pushed open, the inside was filled with smoke, and the palace was full of smoky air, and talismans painted with chicken blood were pasted everywhere.

Concubine Xian and Concubine Zhen are bedridden, and the little prince in Concubine Xi's arms is covered with abscesses.

"Concubine Xi, why is there no one to take care of you?"

"Queen, you are back, queen."

Concubine Xi choked her neck and passed out.

Gu Yinwei took out a Qingxin pill and fed it to Concubine Xi, and then took the little prince and gave him a detoxification pill.

Concubine Xian and Concubine Zhen fell into a deep sleep, as if under a spell.

Gu Yinwei tried a few times, but couldn't break their spell, and planned to ask Zhu Dunyi for guilt.

"Hey, lock us up quickly, the first prince's sores are contagious."

Talking outside was a strange woman. The woman wore gold belt and silver, and she looked a bit like Princess Zhou.

"Hey, you stop, you can't come out, you're sick, you can't go out of the palace gate."

Gu Yinwei pinched her neck with one hand, and lifted her up in the air: "Where is Chuchu?"

"Who is Chuchu, I don't know."

Click, the woman broke an arm.

"Do you know each other now?"

"I really don't know."

The woman continued to speak stubbornly, Gu Yinwei broke her tendons directly.

"I clearly felt the delicate breath in you, but you lied to me, damn it."

The shiny knife was about to fall when the woman spoke.

"Chu Chu is on the altar, I don't know if she is dead or alive."

But it can also directly burn and scald the beneficial microorganisms in the soil to death, affect the full absorption of soil nutrients by crops, directly affect the yield and quality of farmland crops, and affect agricultural income.

"Where is the altar?"

"To the west of the Buddha Hall, is the Floating Cloud Building."

Gu Yinwei ran all the way in the direction of Fuyun Tower, and the altar in the distance was close at hand.

The surrounding monks sat cross-legged, dressed in bloody clothes, hanging upside down on the altar.

Gu Yinwei flew forward, waved her sleeves, the rope snapped silently, and she fell back to the ground with Chuchu in her arms.

(End of this chapter)