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Chapter 338 Entering the palace to meet the saint, this emperor is not an emperor

Most of the dozens of pieces of letter paper contained the list of Yue Chan who had sneaked into the imperial court and the location of the Duotian Creation Formation.

As for the rest, it was all information pried out from the mouth of the puppet master Yu Meng.

These include the secret of Yue Chan, the identity of the national master, and the plot of the queen.

——A terrible conspiracy to refine the entire capital and the people under its rule into elixirs.

All this made Prime Minister Song frown.

After a long time, he took a deep breath.

Without saying anything else, he picked up his pen and ink and wrote down the information he had found over the past few days on the back of the letter.

——Although it has not yet been found out where Empress Qi hid after she gave up her identity as a national preceptor, one thing that Prime Minister Song can be sure of is that as long as Empress Qi does not want to give up Zhan Tiansi, then her new disguised identity will only He could be a senior member of Zhantiansi.

So, he followed this line of thought to investigate.

A name came into Prime Minister Song's sight without any surprise.

——Xishenjun, Hongling.

This woman who has had a smooth journey since birth was a little too smooth. If it were normal times, Song Xiangdu would only think that she was extremely lucky and blessed by God.

But after the Qi Queen thing happened, looking back, we can find some clues.

There is no free gift in the world.

Since the Imperial Master, whose identity was robbed by Queen Qi, had protected Xishenjun Hongling over and over again, there was no way he was just bored.

There must be a deeper motivation behind this.

Although there is no evidence now, Prime Minister Song wrote down his suspicions about her in a letter, folded it into a paper crane again and let it fly.

He knew that the paper crane would return to its owner, the judge.

If this had happened in the past, he might have held back and took the opportunity to find out the details of the judge.

But at this time, Prime Minister Song did not choose to use the paper crane's whereabouts to find out the judge's true identity.

Because that's no longer important.

"Zi Qiu, I ordered my men to prepare their horses. I am going to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, a jet black carriage slowly drove out from the Prime Minister's Mansion and headed towards the palace.

At this moment, look at the Jinluan Palace. Emperor Qiyuan is sitting on the throne, dressed disheveled. He is surrounded by several beautiful palace daughters wearing vague gauze. He peels a grape open with a smile and takes out the wine inside. The emerald-colored flesh was held between slender jade fingers and put into Emperor Qiyuan's mouth.

The latter grunted, swallowed, and let out a long breath.

There was a look of enjoyment on his face.

Yuzai wandering.

Looking at His Highness Jinluan, the place where countless civil and military officials usually discuss court affairs is now filled with melodious strings and bamboos, harmonious music of harp and harp, and under the music played by a famous musician, soft and boneless dancers dance gracefully, wearing light gauze. Curtain, so happy!

In addition, all over the palace, exquisite animal-headed incense burners are curling up with smoke, and the faint fragrance lingers in the Jinluan Palace. The smoke is clear but does not rise, surrounding the floor, forming a dense fog, like a fairyland on earth.

Under the throne, there is a red-robed eunuch sitting on a wooden chair, holding a wooden fish and tapping it rhythmically.

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
……

But in this luxurious atmosphere, look at the door of Jinluan Palace. Song Xiang, wearing a purple robe, a long belt around his waist, and a meticulous expression, slowly walked in, looking so out of place with everything around him.

Looking at everything in front of him, Prime Minister Song frowned slightly.

At that moment, the expressions of the musicians and dancers immediately changed, and they all stopped and stood with their heads bowed. The maids who served Emperor Qi Yuan also bowed and retreated.

In the Jinluan Hall, the only sound left was the sound of the eunuch banging the wooden fish.

One sound, two sounds, three sounds... they are heard endlessly.

Xiang Song was upset when he heard this.

"Song Aiqing, you also know that I love the sound of wooden fish. It is clear, sweet and refreshing. Don't even deprive me of this hobby!"

Emperor Qiyuan opened his eyes, sighed helplessly, and waved his hand.

So except for the eunuch who was knocking the wooden fish, all the waiters bowed and left.

"Song Aiqing, what's the matter?" Emperor Qi Yuan straightened his clothes, straightened his posture, and asked.

Prime Minister Song knelt down on one knee and said without any hesitation: "I have two things to do when I meet the Holy Spirit today - firstly, a few days ago, I wrote down all my conjectures and conclusions regarding the death of the Imperial Master of Zhantiansi. The memorial has been submitted, has Your Majesty read it?"

"Oh..." Emperor Qiyuan was stunned, as if he remembered something insignificant:

"I saw it, I saw it, but this person will die one day. Now that Qu Aiqing is gone, I feel extremely sad.

As for Song Aiqing's memorial... I still think that Song Aiqing was overly concerned - Qu Aiqing, as a national master, was refining Qi warriors for our Fourth Realm of Great Xia. How could he be murdered? I'm afraid only God can accept him. life. "

Song Xiang frowned after hearing this.

Previously, after the death of the Imperial Preceptor, he received a letter from the judge, which explained all the truth about the Imperial Preceptor being replaced by his concubine over the years.

At that time, after carefully considering his words and sentences, he submitted a memorial and told Qi Yuan that there was something fishy about the death of the imperial master.

But there was no mention of the concubine.

Because at that time, he was not sure whether the current Emperor Qi Yuan was being manipulated.But today I heard this answer from His Majesty.

All I can say is...probably he didn't run away.

So, Prime Minister Song took a deep breath, looked at Emperor Qi Yuan, no longer entangled in the issue of the death of the imperial master, and suddenly changed the topic: "Your Majesty, I still remember that 30 years ago, I wrongly judged a case. You once criticized me and said - - In this vast summer, if we wave a little, it will be a huge weight. Remember to be cautious! Be careful! Be careful!"

Emperor Qiyuan was stunned, and after a while he patted his head: "It seems that this is indeed the case, but after that, Song Aiqing seems to have never judged a wrong case again, right? I am very relieved!"

After hearing this, Prime Minister Song took a deep look at Emperor Qi Yuan and stood up: "Since your Majesty has made a conclusion in your mind about the death of the Imperial Master, I will say no more and retire."

After that, without waiting for Emperor Qiyuan to speak, he turned around and walked away.

Emperor Qiyuan just sat on the throne and looked at him.

Suddenly, his face changed, his eyes suddenly became struggling, and he stretched out a hand as if he wanted to grab something.

Boom!
The next moment, the sound of wooden fish sounded, and Emperor Qiyuan's eyes regained calmness again, and he lowered his hand. Everything just now seemed like an illusion.

However, Prime Minister Song felt something and turned around, only to see Emperor Qi Yuan smiling as always.

Finally, he left.

Only the dignified Emperor of Great Xia, sitting there like a puppet, was left in the Jinluan Hall.

In his eyes, the struggling emotions kept changing.

It was like a wild beast imprisoned in an unknown place, trying to break free from its cage.

But as the clear and long sound of the wooden fish continued to sound, that touch of struggle and clarity slowly dissipated.

It's like being imprisoned in a deeper prison.

Emperor Qiyuan's expression returned to normal and he waved his hand.

"Then play music, then dance."

The Prime Minister's carriage slowly drove out of the palace.

On the carriage, Prime Minister Song's expression was quite ugly.

He Ziqiu stood aside and raised his head and asked: "Teacher, on the way to the palace, didn't you say that in addition to the death of the Imperial Master, there was also the matter of the Heaven-capturing Formation and the Moon Chan that you wanted to report to Your Majesty? Why haven't you finished talking about this yet? Just resigned in a hurry?"

Prime Minister Song glanced at him and let out a long breath: "Isn't it necessary?"

He Ziqiu was surprised: "Why?"

Prime Minister Song lifted the curtain, shook his head and said, "Because the person on the throne is no longer His Majesty."

He Ziqiu was stunned.

Listen to Song Xiang continue to explain: "Wei Shi has not adjudicated any wrong case - in his entire life, I have not adjudicated any wrong case.

Moreover, 30 years ago, the iron-blooded Majesty who could personally kill his biological mother for the sake of the country and the country could not have said that kind of thing, and he had never said that kind of thing to his teacher. "

He Ziqiu's eyes widened, "Teacher...is the teacher just deceiving Your Majesty?"

Prime Minister Song nodded,

"If he was really the same His Majesty, he would not have lied like this and admitted something that did not exist in order to agree with him as his teacher.

Therefore, the His Majesty who is sitting on the throne now is no longer the His Majesty before - but seeing that he can still control the Imperial Seal that only the Zhou family's royal blood can control, I believe that the body of His Majesty today should be real. But his mind has probably been controlled.

In this case, bringing up the matter of the Heaven-capturing Creation Formation and the Moon Cicada with him would not only have no effect, but would only serve to scare the snake away. "

After hearing this, He Ziqiu suddenly realized!

But that's about it.

If an ordinary person heard that the mighty Emperor of Daxia was being manipulated, they would be so shocked that their eyes would pop out.

But for He Ziqiu, in his eyes, the emperor is also a human being. Since he is a human being, it is not surprising what happens.

"Then what does the teacher plan to do now?" He Ziqiu raised his head and asked.

Song Xiang looked at him and asked: "Zi Qiu, what do you think a teacher should do now?"

He Ziqiu was stunned for a moment before he began to think seriously, "In my humble opinion, dealing with the great creation formation should be a top priority. After all, it is related to the life and death of tens of thousands of people under the jurisdiction of the entire capital.

As for the Long Xiang Qi Shishi under Teacher Yi, it should not be difficult except that it takes some time to accomplish these things. "

Prime Minister Song nodded with satisfaction.

"Besides, your Majesty is your Majesty after all, and he is the king of a country after all."

He Ziqiu frowned and continued: "If you want to completely kill the queen, you must make your majesty regain consciousness."

After hearing this, Song Xiang nodded slightly again: "Very good, it is consistent with what I thought. Ziqiu, you have learned a lot."

He Ziqiu scratched his head and said, "The teacher taught me well."

Prime Minister Song was stunned and smiled for the first time in a long time: "It seems that it is right to let you go to Li Chun Tower. You would not have said such smooth words before."

After a pause, he let out a long breath.

"——In this way, if there are any shortcomings as a teacher in the future, there is no need to worry about no one inheriting the holy throne."

(End of this chapter)