Before Yan Xiaohan could speak, Fu Shen asked again, "Brother Yan, is there a pufferfish on the table today?"
Seeing his serious demeanor, Yan Xiaohan didn't seem to be joking, so he froze for a while, and said, "No... Royal banquet, no such poison will appear."
"That's weird," Fu Shen said, "I just saw such a big one, chubby and puffy, and stared at me on the steps, with his hands behind his back..."
Yan Xiaohan almost threw him out, but Fu Shen hid his face in his arms and laughed silently.
When Fu Shen was put down in front of the hall, Yan Xiaohan pinched him on the waist as if in revenge. Fu Shen recoiled in fear, pointed at him, and said in a low voice, "It's dishonest."
Yan Xiaohan glared at him, meaning you still have the face to say.
Fu Shen didn't know what he had understood, so he started shaking again, and while Yan Xiaohan lowered his head, he leaned into his ear with a malicious smile and said, "Don't be cold-hearted, it hurts your handsomeness, so you are so angry. It's enough to be angry, eh?"
The sound of "um" was full of provocation and numbness. Yan Xiaohan was scalded by his blood, but there were eyes everywhere. Impulsively, he squeezed his mouth as if to vent his anger, straightened up with a cold face and walked away.
Fu Shen shook his numb hand and wanted to hum a little song proudly, but was quickly pushed away by the timid eunuch.
The princes, prime ministers, and dukes of the second rank and above sat in front of the hall, and the rest sat with them under the corridors on both sides. The emperor and the queen sat on the head together. When the banquet was held at noon, the emperor drank the first imperial wine, and foreign envoys came forward to congratulate him on his birthday. Shengxiao played first, drums and music played in unison, and the palace maid of the Jiaofang Department held flowers and danced.
For the second wine, the princes and princes offered gifts for their birthdays in turn, and the gifts flowed into the hall, all of which were rare treasures in the world. Emperor Yuantai and the empress rewarded them one by one, and gave them some gold and silver toys and silk.
Fu Shen squinted in the festive colors of the hall, and took a closer look at Empress Yang next to Emperor Yuantai. A thick layer of powder was applied on her face, but she still did not hide her haggard color, her eyes were red, and she seemed to have cried. Covering it up, it didn't seem unusual.
Fu Shen picked up the wine glass indifferently and took a sip—
It doesn't taste right.
With a dark face, he took the wine jug on the table and lifted the lid to see that there was a pot of sour and delicious rice vinegar inside.
This little bastard!
The glass was originally filled with wine, but after drinking half of it, Fu Shen lifted the pot and filled it with half a glass, and drank it without looking carefully. Yan Xiaohan, who was monitoring the audience at the foot of the throne, watched the whole process and turned his head silently before Fu Shen raised his eyes.
The third cup of wine, the prime minister toasted, and the officials stood up to celebrate the birthday of Emperor Yuantai and Tianqi.
For the fourth wine, the queen will be the first of the six palaces to replace the concubines of the palaces, congratulating the emperor long live.
After a few dances, a variety of performances and acrobatics came on stage, dressed as the Queen Mother holding fairy peaches, the goddess scattered flowers, a burst of flower rain fell, and the mist-like veils drifted to both sides, revealing a chaste Taoist person with a childish face and crane hair. Shaped, holding a shiny golden core in his hand.
Fu Shen's eyes narrowed, he reached out and pulled the sleeve of Guan Tinghou next to him, and asked quietly, "Where did that Taoist priest come from?"
Guan Tinghou smiled and said: "Jingyuan, you don't know, this is the Taoist priest of Qingxuguan Chunyang. Last month, His Majesty suffered from a head disease, and Yang Guojiu recommended this Taoist priest. worship in."
Fu Shen nodded absentmindedly, and said in his heart, the bullshit works.
Among the emperors of all dynasties, which one of them asked the immortals to ask the favored alchemists to live a hundred years? Emperor Yuantai was already suspicious, and if he put a Taoist priest next to him to fan the flames, who knows what kind of evil spirits will be brought out in the future? Sooner or later, these illusory things will turn into bane, causing turmoil in the court and no peace in the country.
Daoist Chunyang looked like an expert outside the world, swayed to Emperor Yuantai, and said in a strange and ethereal tone: "Your Majesty, please."
Emperor Yuantai leaned forward and picked up the golden pill—
Fu Shen suddenly shouted sharply, "Be careful, Your Majesty!"
He held two jujubes in his palm, flicked his fingertips, and saw two black shadows flying through the air, swiftly brushing across Emperor Yuantai's chest, blocked by his outstretched arm, and finally rolled down along the long robe bones. onto the carpet.
Almost at the same time as him, Yan Xiaohan rushed over and overturned Daoist Chunyang to the ground.
Emperor Yuantai looked dazed, his heart was pounding, as if he hadn't realized what had happened, his hand trembled slightly as he pressed the imperial case.
There was a servant who had already picked up the jujubes and presented them to him. Emperor Yuantai looked at the bright sky outside the window and saw that there was a steel needle with a cold glow and an inch long on each of the two jujubes!
At the longevity banquet, the Taoist priest enshrined by the royal family dared to try to assassinate the emperor!
"W-what's going on here?" Emperor Yuantai's neck burst with blue veins, trembling with anger, and shouted loudly, "Fu Shen! Yan Xiaohan! What's going on!"
This scene is somewhat ironic. At the critical juncture of life and death, Emperor Yuantai subconsciously trusted only two people, one was Fu Shen, who he was terrified of and tried to suppress, and the other was reactivated by him not long ago. Yan Xiaohan.
The wind knows the grass, and the board knows the loyal ministers, but it is a pity that the loyal ministers have already been destroyed by his own hands.
"Your Majesty," Fu Shen sighed in his heart and said, "This traitor has bad intentions and wants to use the opportunity of offering golden elixir to assassinate Your Majesty. The minister can't save him, so he has to do this, offends Your Majesty, please also ask Your Majesty is not guilty."
Emperor Yuantai said, "Bring the tray up."
Fu Shen immediately said: "Your Majesty, be careful, that tray may be weird, it has a built-in mechanism, as long as you pick up the golden pill, it will shoot the needle outward. To avoid accidental injury, Your Majesty should let... let the Flying Dragon Guard dismantle it."
Wei Xuzhou led a few guards to tie Chunyang Daoist Wuhuada, Yan Xiaohan picked up the tray on the ground, carefully inspected it, and found that there were indeed two side-by-side small holes on the side. After showing it to the emperor, he found a silver knife from the fruit bowl and carefully pried open the tray's interlayer.
There is only a thin layer of wood under the silk satin, and a small round hole is opened in the place where the golden pill is placed, so that the golden pill is connected to the machine bracket in the plate. As long as the golden pill is picked up, the weight will change, and the mechanism will be affected, and steel will be shot out. Needle.
The imperial doctor on call brought a puppy to test the poison, took a needle from the jujube and stabbed it into the abdomen, but after a few breaths, the dog was convulsing all over, foaming at the mouth and dying.
The needle smeared on the needle is really poisonous to see the blood seal the throat.
Fortunately, Fu Shen was sitting close, his eyes were good, and he was attentive, so he dared to make a bold move, and the emperor's life was saved between lightning and flint. If Emperor Yuantai did not allow Fu Shen to attend the banquet at that time, if someone else was present, he would probably have to prepare funeral arrangements for Emperor Yuantai at this time.
"Chunyang, I treat you well," Yuan Taidi's chest kept heaving and he stared at him coldly, "Why did you murder me?"
That Taoist Chunyang was not a mortal either. When he was about to die, he had a calm and peaceful expression on his face, turning a blind eye to Emperor Yuantai's wrath.
A birthday banquet almost turned into a bloody case, coupled with the extraordinarily ethereal voice of Daoist Chunyang, the scene was eerie and creepy. The civil and military officials present had goosebumps all over. Seeing that he was bitten to death, Yan Xiaohan said in a low voice, "Gag his mouth."
Emperor Yuantai said: "Take it down for trial."
With Feilongwei around, the three judicial divisions dared not come up to take the case, and Wei Xuzhou took the person down. Emperor Yuantai closed his eyes on the throne and calmed down for a moment, slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Yang Xu, the good person you recommended!"
Yang Xu's face was ashen, he took off his official hat on the spot and fell to the ground to plead guilty, and he kept kowtowing. Empress Yang was his sister, so she couldn't get rid of it, so she was busy kneeling after her.
Who would have thought that she had just stood up from the seat when the ground suddenly became painful, clutching her lower abdomen and staggering a few steps, her legs softened, and she fell on the high platform.
Emperor Yuantai got up hurriedly: "Empress!... The imperial physician? Where is the imperial physician!"
At this moment, I don't know who exclaimed: "Blood! The empress is bleeding!"
Like thunder fell, the whole hall was silent, and everyone's eyes turned to the queen.
At noon, the sky was full of light, and the interior of the hall was bright and dignified. I saw the Queen's phoenix robe on the ground, and at the position below her, a dim crimson circle gradually spread.
Although the officials present were all men, most of them had families. Even if they had never seen such a scene before, they could roughly guess eight or nine points.
The imperial doctor hurried forward with the medicine box in his hand, not allowing the queen to move, he counted the pulse of her left and right hands with a solemn expression, and finally kowtowed to Emperor Yuantai with a desperate face, feeling that not to mention the black yarn, he even put this on his neck. A human head may not be preserved.
"Your Majesty, the Empress has been two months pregnant, but judging from the pulse, it is a sign of a miscarriage... This child may be dangerous..."
Every word he said was like a heavy hammer, hitting Emperor Yuantai's throbbing temple, the phoenix robe and blood twisted into grotesque patterns in his field of vision, the woman's pale face had a sad expression, but Those red lips were burning, but in his eyes, it seemed like a silent demonstration and ridicule.
fraud! They are all liars!
Anger attacked his heart, and a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat. Emperor Yuantai was about to get angry, but suddenly he felt his body twist, and the whole person fell lightly.
The scene suddenly got out of control.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"