Under the Empress Dowager, all members will be King

Chapter 75

"Wealthy, you can't tell anyone about origami becoming a crane."

"Your servant remembers, if the emperor asks about it, the servant will say that I came all the way here by stealth."

Gu Yinwei walked out of the official road and stopped in front of the carriage.

Wei Junzhai frowned deeply, secretly screaming that it was not good, it must be something bad for her to come.

The emperor lifted the curtain of the car, rubbed his eyes, "Fugui, I read that right, Concubine Xiang is standing under the tree."

"The emperor's eyes are dazzled, and the concubine Xiang stayed in the harem... Oh, rich and noble, I am the master's apprentice."

Xunhe jumped off the carriage to meet Fugui, Fugui took out a jug of shochu from his bosom.

"Master, you want a burning knife."

"I've wanted to drink Shaodaozi for a long time, but I'm looking forward to it. I can enjoy drinking Shaodaozi in snowy weather."

Xunhe was greedy for drinking, Wei Junzhai gave him a lot of wine, and the wine was stuffed, so he refused to drink it.

The apprentice traveled across mountains and rivers to bring him a pot of burning knives. After he drank it, his stomach was overwhelmed, burning hot, and he felt that his whole life was complete.

The Queen Mother lifted the curtain impatiently, "Go on, why did you stop again, delaying the illness of the Third Prince, mourning your family and punishing your nine clans."

Those who want to kill others and the nine clans at every turn will basically not live long.

Gu Yinwei opened his Dharma eyes and saw that the queen mother was surrounded by poisonous gas, and her time was numbered.

The poison gas on her body was blue, and the fangs on the long-eared marten's mouth were also blue.

The two poisons are similar, so there must be spies in the team.

Who could poison her, the emperor, and the empress dowager quietly at the same time.

This person must be positioned as a high authority, quite familiar with the Qihuang way, and this person has also been to Dongzhou.

There is only one person who meets these conditions—National Teacher Wei Junzhai.

Gu Yinwei whispered instructions to the long-eared marten, and the long-eared marten bounced away.

The emperor waved lightly, "Aifei, come here."

Concubine Yi was biting her handkerchief, full of anger and had nowhere to vent, Concubine Xiang was really like a piece of brown sugar, she couldn't shake it off no matter how hard she tried, her wish to monopolize the emperor was about to come to nothing.

"It's hateful, it's just a matter of time to spoil the good things of this palace."

Concubine Yi put down the curtain of the car one after another, and poked at the persimmon with scissors.

It seemed that what she poked was not a persimmon, but Gu Yinwei's face.

The carriage moved forward steadily, and when it arrived at the inn where it rested, the gear of the carriage suddenly broke, and the Queen Mother whipped out the whip to beat the carriage.

"The third prince is seriously ill, but you all want to hide from laziness. The Ai family will kill you today."

The coachman knelt on the ground to accept the whip, and the other coachmen looked numb. They knew that one day the whip would fall on his face.

The emperor came out to stop him: "Don't fight the queen mother, go to the inn to rest for a night, and continue to set off after the wheels are repaired."

The queen mother was unmoved.

The third prince lifted the curtain of the car, "Queen, my son wants to enjoy the fire."

"Okay, the Ai family immediately ordered them to light a fire and boil a bucket of hot water for my son to wash well."

The queen mother pushed the emperor away, and ordered the eunuchs to carry the third prince into Fengmian Inn.

The emperor couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes, and followed Xunhe into the inn.

The eunuchs were busy lighting the fire and cooking, and the owner of the inn was in charge.

Wei Junzhai Shi Shiran got off the carriage and walked to the inn with everyone, Gu Yinwei stopped him.

"Master, I will tell you a story."

"Not interested in listening."

"Nine Stars Sleepy..."

"Stop talking, I'll listen to you."

Gu Yinwei came too fast, beyond his expectation, Wei Junzhai was guilty of being a thief, his eyes were wandering, and he didn't look directly at Gu Yinwei.

"National teacher, your plan will not succeed."

"I've known for a long time that I won't succeed. It's just a joke. You won't take it seriously."

"You must have consumed a lot of life energy by rushing all the way from the palace."

"My longevity is enough."

"Stop talking big, and don't think about saving this one today and that one tomorrow. Think about how to save yourself first."

"I know in my heart that I asked you to come out to tell you that the nine-star trapped dragon formation has been broken, and your plan will never succeed."

Gu Yinwei turned around and walked away, the sky began to snow like goose feathers.

Wei Junzhai laughed loudly. In the open snow field, a shallow footprint was soon covered by snow, surrounded by reeds, and clumps of reeds were blowing with the wind.

"My plan will not succeed, who said I only have one plan, hahaha, how could there be only one plan for killing the emperor."

"Gu Yinwei, you are also in my plan, you are also a part of my plan."

There was heavy snow, and Wei Junzhai was covered in snow and looked up at the sky alone.

The inn is backed by a deep mountain, and the terrain is undulating, like a peacock tail. Standing on the second floor of the inn and looking out, you can clearly see the two stone statues standing in the bamboo forest.

Gu Yinwei judged that there must be a large tomb hidden deep in the bamboo forest, and the peak of Wuliang Mountain showed a small tip from the clouds.

"It's windy at the window, come to me."

There is a pot of hot water in front of the bamboo chair, and a few yellow flower petals are floating in the water.

The heat in the wooden basin is moderate, and the petals in the water exude a faint fragrance. The feet sink down, and the exhaustion of traveling all night suddenly dissipates.

Gu Yinwei leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes to rest her mind. Occasionally, there were one or two whistling winds outside the window.

The two warmed up around the stove and chatted for a while. The emperor was holding a book in his hand, and on the cover was a picture of a majestic mountain.

According to the book, the emperor told the legend about Wuliang Mountain, "A long time ago, there lived a farmer couple at the foot of Wuliang Mountain.

The emperor closed the book in disappointment, walked to the bed and sat down.

"Why don't you tell me?"

"The stories in the county chronicles are unlucky, I will sing you a lullaby."

The emperor's voice was soft and deep, and Gu Yinwei quickly fell asleep.

There was a crackling sound in the middle of the night, like setting off firecrackers.

The servants lit up lanterns and came out to watch, Fugui shouted: "Master has no assassins, the snow is too thick and the bamboo is crushed."

The noisy sound returned to silence again, and the emperor rolled up the quilt slightly for Gu Yin, "I know the snow is heavy late at night, and I often hear the sound of folding bamboo."

"Sleep a little longer, it's still dark."

Gu Yinwei was so tired that he opened his eyes in a daze, the eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

After dawn, the third prince clamored to go out to watch the snow.

The accompanying maid couldn't resist him and pushed the wheelchair out. The queen mother did not obstruct him, and stood quietly behind the third prince, admiring the snow with him.

Fugui pinched a snowball and chased Xunhe to hit it. Xunhe grabbed a snowball and rolled it on the ground. The snowball got bigger and bigger. Xunhe picked up the snowball and shouted: "My good boy."

Fugui squatted on the ground to clean up the snow in his shoes, turned his head and let out a "hey", the huge snowball hit him with stars in his eyes.

The master's love is heavy, but the apprentice's resentment can be soaring.

White snowballs were thrown around one after another, accidentally injuring the third prince. The third prince was holding the snowball, and the cold breath came from his fingertips. He coughed twice, "Hehe."

The queen mother immediately went forward and snatched the snowball from his hand.Throwing it viciously on the ground, he glanced at Fugui as a warning.

Fugui lowered his head timidly, looking at his toes.

He didn't hit the third prince with the snowball on purpose, the snowball was thrown crookedly, and the third prince took the initiative to catch it.

The queen mother still stared at him, what is there to stare at, the third prince is not a child, he is an adult with his own ideas.

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