The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 752

At the end of the day, the emperor summoned the officials to reprimand him angrily, and immediately dispatched the officials of the Mulan paddock, and asked them to thoroughly investigate where the cheetah had sneaked into the paddock.

Long Kedo was ordered to conduct a detailed investigation, but the cheetah was a wild animal rather than a human being. It was hard to say whether it was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster.

It was the night when the emperor was in palpitations, and ordered Liang Jiugong to pass on Wan Lai to accompany him.

Autumn is the most rainy season in Mulan Paddock.

When Wan Lai came, the rain from the cold mountain had soaked the hem of her clothes, and water droplets as fine as fish roe floated on the Shu brocade fabric, flickering and flashing by the red candle, shining like a treasure.

Sitting quietly beside the emperor, she saw that his brows were furrowed and worried, and she knew that what happened today must have aroused his suspicion.

He only thought that the cheetah came here to take his life, but he didn't know that it was after Yinti's life and death.

Wanyu pressed lightly between the emperor's brows with her fingertips, and gently smoothed out the raised knots on her brows: "When I came here, my concubine went to see Yinti, but luckily it wasn't a fracture but a dislocation. After the bone setting, most of them have recovered. It’s the luckiest of misfortunes.”

"Oh, is that so?" The emperor said casually, "It's fine if nothing happens."

Wannai took the purple sand pot that was simmering on the small stove, added a cup of hot tea and handed it to the emperor: "Today the emperor was frightened, and my concubine ordered Liang Gonggong to take half money for green tea, one money for bamboo leaves, half money for cicada clothes, and half money for rushes. A small handful, I prepared this surprise tea. It was made by Er Niang in the mansion when she was young, and it is best for peace of mind. The emperor drank this cup, let's take a rest earlier."

Outside the tent, the rain fell more densely.The raindrops slapped hard on the slippery cloth of the curtain tent, crackling.The emperor listened intently, his thoughts became even more disturbed, he sighed and said: "Wan'er, today's matter is mostly aimed at me. It's just that I really don't know, Yinti and Yinreng are detained, and who else will provoke this disobedience?" thought."

He drank the Dingjing tea in the cup in one gulp, the tea was not bitter, but his expression seemed to be extremely bitter.

Wannao took the emperor's hand up: "The emperor is too worried. The cheetahs are wild animals, which are extremely difficult to domesticate. If they are allowed to enter the paddock, if they lose control for a while, there is no certainty who will be hurt, and it is even more likely to be injured." As for himself. The emperor suspects that someone has tampered with it, but that person could have found an easier way to accomplish things. It is difficult to prevent cold arrows, and it is difficult to dodge dark swords. It is really unwise to try to hurt the emperor with wild animals."

Even though she said so, the emperor was still full of fear and fear.

Wan Lai understood that he couldn't trust his sons any more.

He listened to the emperor's weary voice whispering in her ear, it was nothing more than how helpless he was as an emperor, how failed he was as an emperor father, and so on, one word after another.

After talking for a long time, people were full of worries and fears. After a day of torture, they lost their energy and fell asleep.

This time, when this happened in the autumn, the emperor lost all interest, so he ordered him to set off early the next morning and drive back to Luan.

The palace people were busy loading the luggage in the tent into the carriage, Wannai sat on the sheep felt mat and watched them.

It was only when Yun Chan brought Bai Changqing in to pay a visit that she told the palace people to take a break and go to help other places first.

After the crowd dispersed, Wanyu handed a cube made of silk to Bai Changqing's hand, and asked softly, "Look at what's so strange about this thing."

Bai Changqing unfolded the silk, and saw that there were dots of light blue powder on it.

Dip a little on the fingertips, rub it, put it on the tip of the nose and sniff lightly.

After a long time, he looked suspicious, took a cup of clear water, and poured all the powder into it.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the clear water lost its light blue color and became turbid and smelly, he said vigilantly: "Where did the empress get this thing?"

Listening to his question, Wanyu knew that this thing was different.She didn't answer Bai Changqing's question, but said to herself: "You just need to tell me what this thing is."

Bai Changqing looked around vigilantly, leaned closer and lowered his voice slightly: "The blue powder is mixed with a lot of Xingtuynia powder."

"The Xingcao?" Wan Yu raised her eyebrows to look at him: "What is that?"

"The herb often grows near the mass graves. This grass has a very different smell, but people can't smell it. Unless it is soaked in water, it will produce a unique rotten smell, because it is relying on It survives by absorbing the nutrients in the carrion, so it is like this."

Bai Changqing gave Yun Chan the cup of clear water that was getting more and more stenchy, told her to go out and pour it out, and continued: "Although we can't smell the smell if it's not soaked in water, it doesn't mean it doesn't have a peculiar smell. Most ferocious animals have a sensitive sense of smell. Humans are the most sensitive to smells. When this grass grows for several miles around, groups of leopards and jackals can be seen gathering. They just think it is the smell of carrion, so they can smell it. Especially cheetahs have the most sensitive sense of smell. This taste has always been popular. This is an old trick of hunters. Hunters often use this thing to trap cheetahs, and sell their skins and meat in the market for money.”

The more Wanyu listened, the more she felt a headache, she raised her hand to interrupt his words: "Was the cheetah attracted by this thing yesterday?"

Bai Changqing shook his head and said: "The scent only wafts for a few miles, even if someone in the paddock carries this thing, he has to let the cheetah into the paddock before it will go off."

Wan Lai pressed her thumbs against her temples, and slowly circled them: "I know about it, so don't tell others about this matter today."

Bai Changqing naturally understood the key point, nodded obediently and retreated.

Seeing Wanyu's pale complexion and headache, Yunchan hurried forward to massage her acupuncture points to relieve the pain: "What's wrong, Ma'am?"

Shuangruo fetched menthol oil and offered it to Wanyu's nose to make her sniff it lightly: "Mother, what happened yesterday was not aimed at the Emperor, but at Brother Fourteen."

Wanyu suddenly raised her eyes to look at her: "You know?"

Shuang Ruonuo said: "Emperor Bai said that the light blue paint was mixed with evil grass powder. During the hunt yesterday, the wings of the arrow tails of the princes and ministers were all colored, so that it is easy to distinguish and count the prey after the hunt. Please remember, only the fourteenth elder brother's arrow feathers are light blue."

"How could it be?" Yun Chan said in amazement, "Who wants the life of Brother Fourteen?"

Shuang Ruo winked at her, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk too much."

"Shuangruo." Wanyu's voice was mixed with a bit of tiredness, and gradually faded away, and she asked, "Do you think Lin Lan will blame Ben Gong?"

"No, Master Linlan understands your mother's intentions. How have you been paying attention to the fourth elder brother, the fourteenth elder brother, and He Gong all these years. Master Linlan is also watching in the spirit of the sky. How can you blame you?"

"But I really don't have the ability to teach his son well." Wan Lai sighed like a faint wind: "Yinzhen has been thoughtful since he was a child, but now that he's grown up, how can he be willing to let me guide the way for him to go? Go? But no matter how he wants to move forward, he can't use his own brother's life as a stepping stone."

(End of this chapter)