The boy's eyes were as cold as a blade.
Just one glance reminded Wen Qingci of his own ending in the original novel... being torn apart by five horses.
Wen Qingci subconsciously clenched his palms.
The person who gave that order was Xie Bufeng.
The overly stable life had numbed his nerves without him realizing it.
Wen Qingci almost forgot that Xie Bufeng is the ultimate boss in this book.
He is a ruthless character who climbed out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood with his own strength.
The next moment, he felt a chill on his back.
Wen Qingci suddenly felt scared.
When did I offend Xie Bufeng again
He struggled for a long time but couldn't come to a conclusion.
Forget it. If you can’t afford to offend, you can afford to avoid it.
Wen Qingci paused and slowly shifted his gaze away.
In addition to offering sacrifices to heaven, Fengshan also requires building a square altar at the foot of the mountain to offer sacrifices to the earth god.
By noon, the weather was getting hot.
Wen Qingci stood behind the crowd and couldn't see what was happening in front of him.
The sound of ritual music was deafening, with the faint chanting of the Minister of Rites mixed in.
At first Wen Qingci found it novel, but after a while sleepiness came over him again, making him feel drowsy.
Not only him, even Yu Guanlin, who had been excited all morning, was no longer energetic.
It was not until a long while later that he suddenly looked up and exclaimed.
In a mountain stream not far away, a group of creatures that looked like both deer and cows appeared at some point and were wandering by the stream drinking.
The crowds admired and knelt before him, saying that Bai Ze had descended to the world.
What is this
Wen Qingci paused for a moment before recognizing that the animal in the mountain stream ahead should be an albino antelope.
Wen Qingci had only seen this kind of animal in documentaries in his previous life.
They live in sparsely populated high-altitude areas above 2,500 meters. They are extremely rare, not to mention those with albinism.
If modern people saw it, they would probably find it difficult to recognize it.
It seems that the emperor has indeed prepared for this Zenfeng Hall for a very long time.
Wen Qingci did not realize that he looked too calm at the moment and was out of place among the crowd at the foot of Mount Yi.
And all of this fell into Xie Bufeng's eyes.
After drinking the water, the takin slowly walked back into the mountains.
The crowd finally quieted down.
At this time, the ceremony had ended, the music had stopped, and there was silence all around.
At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted: "The sun and the moon shine with the virtue of heaven, and the mountains and rivers make the emperor's residence magnificent! Your Majesty has been on the throne for more than 20 years and has made supreme achievements. He is truly a true dragon descended to the world. It is the wish of heaven and earth and the blessing of the people!"
The man's voice was very loud and echoed again and again in front of the mountain.
The tone was more sincere than Yu Guanlin's just now.
"Ouch!" Not only him, but even Yu Guanlin was frightened by the sudden shout and cried out in a low voice, "Lord Yi almost scared me to death."
It turned out to be him.
There is only one "Mr. Yi" with a name in "Fu Ming Tang", and that is Hui Fei's father Yi Guanxuan.
When one person succeeds, everyone around him will benefit. After Concubine Hui gained favor, Yi Guanxuan, who was originally only a sixth-rank county magistrate, was promoted all the way to become the third-rank Jingzhao Yin, in charge of 23 counties. He is honored and favored and enjoys an unparalleled glory.
In front of the crowd, Yi Guanxuan was still singing praises with all his might.
He spoke for several minutes without any pause, obviously he had prepared everything.
Wen Qingci's nerves became tense.
If his guess was correct, the emperor would finally take this opportunity to take action...
Sure enough, as soon as Yi Guanxuan shut up, the emperor beside him said calmly: "I know that I haven't done well enough, and I'm still not wise enough. I'm sorry for your praise."
Yi Guanxuan then refuted and flattered him twice.
Until then, the emperor finally got to the point: "… If I have done a good enough job, how come there are still officials who miss their former friends every day?"
Wen Qingci's heart sank heavily.
This day finally came.
After hearing the emperor's words, the ministers immediately knelt down and apologized, saying that they had no ulterior motives.
Some were sincere, some had black faces, and some looked panicked.
The dandy young men, led by the son of Marquis Zhong'an, have been taken to the Ministry of Justice.
Although the final investigation results have not yet been released, even the emperor has not made any public statement.
But there are rumors that those dandy young men are too spoiled to stand up to scrutiny.
After entering the Ministry of Justice, before they had time to do anything, they confessed everything about who their family members were close to and even who they accepted gifts from.
The shouts of "Long live the people" resounded throughout the valley, and everyone boarded the carriage for the return journey in a mood of anxiety and tension.
The sky was covered with a canopy, the emperor was riding in a carriage, and a huge sedan chair was driving through the official road.
As soon as the carriage left Yishan, Eunuch Xian hurriedly called Wen Qingci to the emperor's side.
As soon as he got out of the carriage, Wen Qingci realized that something was wrong.
As soon as he appeared, thousands of eyes turned to him.
Wen Qingci's ears buzzed.
He suddenly felt as if a thorn in his back, his mind went blank, and he walked into the emperor's sedan chair as if sleepwalking.
At this time, in addition to the emperor, there were a few eunuchs who looked unfamiliar in the car.
Wen Qingci's heart sank.
He remembered that the novel mentioned that the emperor was surrounded by several eunuchs and palace maids who had connections with nobles outside the palace.
The emperor knew but never revealed it.
After all, he still has to rely on these people to spread the news he wants to spread out of the palace.
Xie Zhaolin put his fingers on his forehead and looked like he had a headache again.
However, this time, although he had obtained the Convolvulus Pill, he did not take the medicine as usual.
Seeing this, Wen Qingci lost the last bit of hope in his heart.
He didn't think that Xie Zhaolin would abandon the special medicine and choose acupuncture, which has a slow effect.
He must have had other intentions in asking me to come over... For example, he wanted me to say what he wanted.
After all, this isn't the first time something like this has happened.
calm down!
Wen Qingci slowly adjusted his breathing, picked up the medicine box and saluted the emperor with a smile.
Just as Wen Qingci was about to diagnose the other party's pulse, the emperor suddenly waved his hand and murmured, "My dear, do you think I really wronged them?"
His voice was not loud and his tone was quite natural, as if he was just asking casually when he was upset and had a headache.
But Wen Qingci made it clear that this issue was a million times more important than what the emperor showed.
The wide sleeves covered Wen Qingci's fingers.
He held the medicine box tightly in his right hand, and the joints had turned white from the force.
The imperial physician dressed in moon-white lowered his eyes and smiled, pretending to be relaxed and replied: "I only know how to practice medicine, and I don't know much about the affairs of the court."
Wen Qingci was trying to shirk responsibility.
However, the emperor was very persistent: "Oh? Then why don't you use your experience as a doctor to tell me what I should do."
I'm afraid I can't escape this disaster today.
Wen Qingci couldn't help feeling a little desperate.
"When practicing medicine, you must thoroughly investigate the symptoms to know whether it is true or not. If you don't investigate, you can't say anything for sure."
Wen Qingci had never felt that his voice was so strange.
A smile appeared on his face like a mask without him noticing.
There was not a trace of humanity in Wen Qingci's smile. He was just like the statue in the shrine that showed compassion for all living beings but was detached from the world and ignorant of the ways of the world.
As a wise and benevolent monarch, Xie Zhaolin would never act like the villain on the surface.
He knew the people around him very well, and knew that Wen Qingci, who was always rigorous and rational, indifferent to worldly affairs and human feelings, and who came from the underworld and did not know the rules, was the only one who would give the answer he wanted.
as expected.
The emperor laughed slowly.
"What you said makes sense," he said in a falsely solemn tone, "At the foot of Mount Yi, heaven and earth are witnesses, and we should be more responsible for what we say and do. Since all the court officials say that they have never had second thoughts, then I should investigate carefully and never let anyone suffer an unjustifiable crime."
“…Your Majesty is wise.”
After saying this, the emperor finally closed his eyes slowly and asked Wen Qingci to give him acupuncture to relieve his headache.
A eunuch standing behind the emperor kept his head down.
Only the rapid rise and fall of his chest betrayed his nervousness.
After the acupuncture, the emperor seemed to be in much better condition.
"Okay, everyone, please leave..."
"yes."
After everyone left, the emperor, who had been drowsy just now, finally opened his eyes.
His eyes were clear, and he didn't look like he had a headache at all.
When leaving the carriage, Wen Qingci broke out in a cold sweat.
He couldn't help but think of Xie Bufeng's cold glance just now.
If before today, Wen Qingci still had a sense of luck, thinking that he had managed to wash away some of his negative image through unremitting efforts.
Then the young man's attitude just now was undoubtedly reminding him that Xie Bufeng was cold in his bones... perhaps it could not be warmed up.
In "Fu Ming Tang", the original owner personally pushed Xie Bufeng onto the battlefield. With new hatred and old grudges, the first thing the young man did after returning to Yongdu was to cut him into pieces and feed them to vultures.
For Wen Qingci, it no longer matters how the original owner made such a decision.
The important thing is that he suddenly realized that if that day really came, he might not have the chance to say "no" at all.
The emperor has already figured out the temper of "Imperial Physician Wen Qingci".
If you do something ooc, what awaits you is endless suspicion and doubt, or even a dead end.
I must think about it as soon as possible. If that day comes, how can I leave this troubled place without anyone noticing
(End of this chapter)