There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 1081
post house.

Su Xian's room.

Although night has fallen, more than a dozen candles illuminate the room like a snow cave.

Su Xian, Yang Zhilan, and Zhou Wei were sitting around the table, discussing "who is the mastermind behind the scenes" and "which envoy of the country is colluding with him".

"We have seen all kinds of people this afternoon. Judging from the surface and perception, first of all, it can be confirmed that both the envoys of Tibet and the envoys of Shu have problems!"

Su Xian looked at the two of them.

Under the candlelight, his eyes were deep and full of wisdom.

Zhou Wei nodded.

Yang Zhilan kept silent, but according to Su Xian's understanding of her, if she didn't deny it, she agreed.

"The question now is, who is the mastermind hiding in the Liao Palace? We have met the princes and ministers, and we have also met the leaders of the eight major tribes. They are all very humble."

Su Xian showed a look of embarrassment:
"But then again, this is normal. No bad person has the words 'I am a bad person' written on their face... Zhilan, junior brother, what do you think?"

Yang Zhilan still remained silent. Being silent meant that she had no ideas.

Zhou Wei slapped his face hard, and the sound was very loud. After Su Xian and Yang Zhilan both looked at him, he straightened his face and said in a deep voice:
"Brother, I know who is behind this."

"Who is it?" Su Xian and Yang Zhilan were both a little surprised.

Zhou Wei pondered for a long time, but hesitated to say anything. When Su Xian was about to get angry, he said seriously: "The mastermind behind the scenes is none other than... Emperor Nalanjie of the Liao Kingdom!"

"Nalan Festival??!"

Su Xian was shocked. Zhou Wei's answer was completely beyond his expectation. Nalan Jie, how could Nalan Jie be the mastermind behind it?

"impossible!"

Su Xian didn't believe it at all, shook his head and vetoed it.

Yang Zhilan also shook her head, but the amplitude of her shaking was so small that almost no one noticed.

"Senior brother, think about it, why did we wait outside the city gate for so long this morning, or simply say, were kept waiting for so long? It was clearly the power given to us by Emperor Liao!"

Zhou Wei became excited

"In addition, there is the issue of Princess Ruyi. Doesn't it mean that Emperor Liao is deceiving us if the preface and the follower are not matched? And... we won't let anyone tell us!"

"Is this your reason?" Su Xian finally understood. Zhou Wei was still worried about what happened in front of the city gate!
"Aren't these two reasons enough? This is enough to prove that Emperor Liao is the mastermind behind the scenes!" Zhou Wei insisted.

Su Xian raised his forehead.

Very speechless.

He was [-]% sure that Nalanjie could not be the mastermind behind the scenes, let alone destroy the hard-won peace between Liang and Liao.

Because, a long time ago, he had seen some private letters, which were written by Nalan Jie to Nalan Yan. In the letter, Nalan Jie expressed the concepts of "close relatives" and "peaceful development".

Su Xian believes that this is definitely true.

Because neither Nalan Jie nor Nalan Yan would have thought that Yang Zhilan would steal those letters. It was impossible for them to dig a hole and wait for Su Xian to jump.

In order to convince Zhou Wei, Su Xian told this story.

After hearing this, Zhou Wei still shook his head: "Brother, people can change. I also believe that Nalanjie was a good person at the beginning, but now he is the emperor of Liao Kingdom and he is greedy for power!"

Su Xian couldn't help but look at Zhou Wei with admiration. It had to be said that Zhou Wei's words made sense, but Su Xian still didn't believe that Nalan Festival would change:
"People do change, but Nalanjie is not a fickle person. If he wants to destroy the diplomatic relations between Liang and Liao, why wait until now? The original Ping An City will not be reopened!"

Zhou Wei still insisted on his opinion:
"At this moment, at that moment, even if Nalanjie doesn't want to rebel, his people will hold him hostage, and he will have to do something detrimental to Daliang."

"Junior brother, have you become determined by the weight of the scale? Do you think Brother Nalan is the mastermind behind it anyway? Didn't I just tell you to shut up in front of the city gate? As for you!"

Su Xian was speechless.

Zhou Wei was about to refute, but at this moment, someone knocked on the door outside the house, and their discussion was interrupted by a banging sound.

But it turned out that it was someone from the imperial dining room who came to deliver dinner.

Soon, the not-so-huge tabletop was piled high with all kinds of dishes, with cups and plates stacked on top of each other.

According to the food deliverer, this table of food and drink was incredible, and it was cooked under the guidance of Nalan Festival himself. It was all dishes from the Central Plains, and I was afraid that Su Xian might not be used to it.

"Your Majesty, please thank me."

Su Xian personally sent the food delivery person out of the door.

After returning home, he closed the door.

Zhou Wei's stomach was already growling with hunger, so he picked up a whole roast chicken, tore off a chicken leg and started to eat it, his mouth was full of oil.

"Junior brother, why are you so anxious? Zhilan, test the poison first."

Su Xian shook his head, went back to the table and sat down.

Yang Zhilan nodded, took out a silver needle, inserted it into various dishes, wine bottles, etc. to test for poison.

Zhou Wei suddenly remembered this incident, and his mouth was chewing heavily on the spot. He held the whole chicken in his left hand and half a chicken leg in his right hand, waiting for the results of Yang Zhilan's drug test.

After a while, Yang Zhilan put away the silver needle and said: "The food and wine are not poisonous!"

Zhou Wei breathed a sigh of relief, biting the chicken leg and said with a smile: "Senior brother is too cautious..."

Su Xian shook his head, picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered the special package of silver needles that Li Qingniu gave him.

"Wait a minute."

He put down his chopsticks, took out the pack of silver needles from his body, opened it, took out one and held it between his index finger and thumb.

"Brother, didn't Lady Yang get tested just now?" Zhou Wei ate so fast that the fat chicken legs had turned into bones.

Yang Zhilan was also a little puzzled.

Su Xian explained:
"This is a special silver needle that Master gave me before departure. It is tempered with something special and can distinguish poisons in the world. The effect is better than ordinary silver needles."

"That's it. Brother, please hurry up and test the poison." Zhou Wei tore off another fat chicken leg and held it in his hand, but didn't eat it.

Su Xian held the special silver needle in his hand, stabbed it into the nearest dish, then pulled it out, held it up in front of everyone, and said with a smile:

"You have to be careful when going out. Although I don't think these wines and dishes are poisonous. After all, Brother Nalan personally supervised the cooking...but I still have to test it before I can rest assured."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Wei's expression suddenly changed. Regardless of the fact that he was still holding a fat chicken leg in his hand, he pointed at the silver needle and said in horror: "It has turned... black... the food and wine are poisonous!"

Yang Zhilan's face remained calm, but she suddenly stood up, staring at the door and window with vigilance, holding the hilt of the soft sword in her hand, and assuming a defensive posture, as if facing a powerful enemy.

The smile on the corner of Su Xian's mouth froze on the spot, and he slowly moved his eyes to look at the silver needle——

It turned black indeed!
The tip of the needle that pierces the dish is shiny black, while the lower part is silvery white, the contrast is very sharp.

Su Xian's eyes immediately froze, his brows furrowed, his eyes fixed on the blackened silver needle, and his heart beat violently.Wow, this is a big deal!
These dishes were cooked under the supervision of Nalan Festival, but they were poisonous!

This shows what?
Nalan Festival actually poisoned them!

Could it be that he is really the mastermind behind this? !

(End of this chapter)