Li Yuanmin's back was slightly bowed, his eyes were downcast, and he still maintained a posture of bowing his head in salute. In the light smoke, Wang Chaoluan narrowed his eyes to examine the person in front of him.
The last time I saw him was five years ago. I don’t know what the old bald donkey in Kaiyuan Temple said to His Majesty. A frightened, panic-stricken child.
Thinking about how hard these years have been, this bitch can't tell that she has a stature of thirteen years old. The court robe on her body doesn't fit well, it hangs loosely on her body. Some white, some floating lines.
That face... Wang Chaoluan narrowed his eyes slightly, there was no trace of blood on his face, and even his lips were a faint pink that was almost invisible, but after all, he could see a good embryo, but it hadn't grown yet , and the complexion has lightened a little bit, making people feel too weak and decayed just by looking at it.
It doesn't look like a half-royal child.
Wang Chaoluan sneered at first, and didn't even bother to deal with the politeness: "I remember telling you, don't come to Zhongcui Palace if you have nothing to do."
Li Yuanmin Jishou: "Yuan Mi has been taken care of by the empress for many years. Although the empress is sorry for Yuan Mi's running around and avoiding the morning and evening, but these years, Yuan Mi's heart is really uneasy. One of the people who came here is to ask the empress to be safe. I made Yuan Min's long-cherished wish for many years, and two things... In the past few days, Yuan Min had a dream, and what he saw in the dream really made Yuan Min panic."
"Oh?" Wang Chaoluan smiled sarcastically, "What dream?"
"I dreamed that my mother was in great trouble, so Yuan Min came here to save her."
These words were beyond everyone's expectations. Before Wang Chaoluan could reprimand him angrily, Li Yuen Long on the side had already launched an attack:
"What a bastard from the West Palace! How dare you curse the concubine mother like this! I'm afraid you can't chop off nine heads!"
Li Yuanmin was not panicked, but said calmly: "Yuan Min knew that this was disrespectful, but Yuan Min had this dream three times, and there was no difference. It must have been told by the gods and Buddhas. Fortunately, Yuan Min studied in Kaiyuan Temple when he was young. I got some ways to drive away the plague, so I didn't dare to delay, Tete came to Zhongcui Palace to rescue him."
Wang Chaoluan laughed back angrily: "Okay, tell me in detail what dream you had and how you need your help. I can use this moment of effort to think about how to sharpen those strange powers today." Disorderly gods, people who talk nonsense!"
Li Yuanmin lowered his head even more, his eyelashes like crow feathers cast a shadow under his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and then he relaxed,
"Yuan Min dreamed that millions of starved ghosts poured into the imperial city from the west of Zhejiang..."
However, the light words made Wang Chaoluan suddenly slap on the counter table, and the blood faded from his face in an instant, and he was full of horror!
This battle made all the palace people kneel down. Li Yuanlang didn't know why, so he could only kneel down, saying that his mother and concubine should calm down, but he watched her carefully. He had never seen Wang Chaoluan lose his composure like this before. At that time, I thought she trusted the words of the bastard in the West Palace, so I hurriedly persuaded her:
"Mother Concubine, the theory of ghosts and gods is absurd. This person has ulterior motives and deliberately fabricated some fallacies to intimidate Mother Concubine. Mother Concubine must not follow his way."
"Shut up!" Wang Chaoluan angrily reprimanded.
Li Yuanlang was slapped for no reason, his eyes were clouded, he just lowered his head, and remained silent, not to mention the slightest sound in the hall.
Wang Chaoluan's chest rose and fell, staring at the people in the hall.
It's not that she believes in the theory of ghosts and gods.
Zhexi... How could anyone know.
She is a favorite concubine, but because her mother's family is not prosperous, everything has to be managed by herself. Nothing in the court, ears, eyes, throat, and cronies does not need white money. How can a mere palace salary be enough? To plug this huge gap, she set her mind on stealing the official food for the relief victims. She thought that her father and the prefect of Western Zhejiang had done it without anyone noticing, but she didn't want to be mentioned one day, and taught her how to Don't panic!
Wang Chaoluan took a deep breath, at least she stood up with a steady expression, her eyes glowed coldly, she pointed at Li Yuanmin and gnashed her teeth and said:
"Except for him, everyone goes out!"
"yes!"
Li Yuanlang glared at Li Yuanmin viciously, and retreated with the crowd.
The hall was extremely quiet again.
Wang Chaoluan stared at the man standing with hands hanging down for a while, then slowly walked over. She has been immersed in the harem for more than ten years, and she has always known how to manipulate people's hearts, so she didn't rush to speak. It's just such an invisible coercion, if there is any shame, There will inevitably be some clues.
However, the other party was like a rock, just standing there dumbly, as if he didn't realize it.
Wang Chaoluan frowned, and thought to himself: "Brother is in charge of the imperial confinement, the entire huge palace city is under my nose, forgive this bitch for not being able to know her own details, perhaps she Think about it, I think this bastard has had a very bad life these years, but it's just scaremongering and making a turn for himself."
Thinking of this, she felt at ease in her heart, so she sneered and said, "The capital city is a land of dragon spirits. Why can't you get close to the imperial city with pickled things? If I didn't make it clear to Ben Gong today, I would like to come to you There is no need to go back to the West Palace—there has not been any living things in the animal room of this palace for many days!"
Li Yuanmin sighed quietly: "Yuan Min didn't speak nonsense, but Yuan Min grew up in Kaiyuan Temple since childhood, often accompanied by the feet of gods and Buddhas, and he wanted to know a little bit better than ordinary people in alchemy. It's dangerous, no matter how difficult it is, Yuan Min must try his best."
And said: "Just now, Yuanmin has set up an array outside the Zhongcui Palace. When the sun sets today, there will be purple auspicious clouds carrying Penglai cranes to drive away the hungry ghosts. From then on, the empress will be safe. If the empress doesn't believe it, just wait for the miracle." However, if this is not the case, tomorrow Yuanmin will come to plead guilty, and then he will be killed or killed at the discretion of the empress."
"Purple auspicious clouds, cranes..."
Wang Chaoluan could not believe him, and sneered inwardly. This bastard must not be having a good time, but he came up with such absurd way to win Zhong Cuigong's favor. It's ridiculous!
She secretly regretted that she had overreacted just now, and she was not in a hurry to get rid of him on the spot, but wanted to see how he would end up tomorrow—she had no less than ten ways to torture people in her mind!
"Okay! I will leave you until tomorrow, and see if this purple crane coming from the east can come to save your humble life!".
She took a deep breath,
"roll!"
Li Yuanmin let out a long breath silently, said hello, and retreated with lowered hands.
***
Outside the Zhongcui Palace is a zigzag corridor, and Li Yuanmin paced slowly.
The embezzlement of disaster-relief officials in West Zhejiang would take another three years to erupt. At that time, Emperor Mingde was already terminally ill. Being promoted to the throne by the Sima family, the violent chaos in western Zhejiang, and the uprising of refugees were the beginning of Bei'an's downfall.
But now, except for him, no one knows that a crisis of national subjugation is about to break out. I am afraid that the officials and nobles in the Bei'an Dynasty are still immersed in the illusion of singing and dancing.
The past is vivid in his eyes, everything is as heavy as a mountain, he doesn't know how much he can change his destiny with his own little power, he can't help but sigh.
While he was in a daze, a figure hurried up to him. Before he could react, there was a sudden slap on his face, but a muffled sound was heard, and Li Yuanmin staggered and threw himself heavily on the waist of the corridor.
His eyes turned black, his internal organs were stirring, a fishy sweetness rose from his throat, and he swallowed it. Immediately, a sharp voice sounded beside his ear:
"Don't think you bitch can climb up to Zhongcui Palace with just a few words! You deserve it!"
Li Yuanmin could imagine Li Yuanlang's resentment without looking at him. He gasped for a while on the spot, and slowly stood up straight after his mind cleared up.
Li Yuanlang is a man of forbearance and kindness. He has been a lowly child in Zhongcui Palace for so many years, and has never shown his out-of-control side to outsiders. Li Yuanmin is the only exception.
After two lifetimes, Li Yuanmin naturally knows why.
—A person who endures to the extreme must have a way to vent, and he, Li Yuanmin, is the best candidate.
There is no backstage, and the only thing to suffer is to suffer, and no one will say anything about it. Even if you are severely insulted, you can only swallow it, swallowing it bit by bit, just like him once. And most of all—he's meaner than he is.
Li Yuanlang seemed to hear a laugh, his face darkened, he pinched the opponent's chin, and forced him to face his own face, but there was no fear or weakness in those big eyes, not even a trace of emotion, just so faint looking at him.
"Everything you are afraid of... will happen soon." Li Yuanmin gasped and murmured softly.
"… What?"
But Li Yuanmin didn't speak any more. The corners of his bloodshot mouth slightly curled up, revealing a very faint smile, which gave birth to a burst of beauty.
Li Yuen Long had never seen him smile before. For some reason, this smile was so dazzling that it made his heart skip a beat, and at the same time, a chill ran down his spine.
His hands could not help but loosen, and he was stunned on the spot.
who is he? He doesn't know this person! Who is he
Li Yuanlang's heartbeat was like a drumbeat, and he was uncertain. When he came back to his senses, the man had disappeared at the end of the corridor, lightly, as if he had never appeared before.
Li Yuen Long looked gloomy.