Of course, not every dream is accurate, but as long as you think too much during the day, you will most likely have such a dream at night.
Ever since the incident with Mrs. An, Emperor Youning has been very cautious about using incense. Even the scented ink he is using now was prepared a long time ago and took nearly a year before the emperor was able to use it in the past two months.
The incense in the bedroom is naturally very carefully made. Every day Liu Sanzhi would ask the incense master in the palace before replacing the incense in His Majesty's bedroom. It would be very difficult to replace it.
Your Majesty usually uses a mixed incense, mainly ambergris. Shen Xihe has been there many times and can only piece together the recipe of the incense used by Your Majesty from the remaining scent in the air. It is probably for identification. Your Majesty's incense recipe is slightly different from the real mixed incense recipe, as there is a spice in it that does not affect the formula.
Shen Xihe made incense for His Majesty and wrapped Si Meng in it. Incense sticks are extremely thin and long, and it is difficult to tamper with them. It is even more difficult to hide the difference inside and the hard-to-distinguish smell on the outside.
After several days of discussion with Hongyu, they managed to come up with a copy. When they handed it to Xiao Huayong, Shen Xihe said, "If you meet someone with a keen sense of smell like me, it may be difficult to fool him."
It is said that your majesty's perfumer does have a keen sense of smell, but Xiao Huayong doesn't care: "I have my own way to deal with it..."
His Majesty always has a embroidered robes officer on duty when he goes to bed, which is why it is not easy to assassinate His Majesty. Even Xiao Huayong could only use Zhao Zhenghao's shift to change the incense. That night, he made the knocked-out incense master sleep on the floor, and only moved him back to the couch before dawn, leaving quietly.
The next morning, the perfumer, who had inexplicably caught a cold, felt dizzy and had a stuffy nose. He could only smell that they were roughly the same and nodded.
Your Majesty did not have a nightmare that night, but the next day, in a teahouse in Kyoto, a storyteller compiled the achievements of the King of the Northwest and his son into a vernacular novel and narrated it passionately in the teahouse, which attracted the people's attention. Coincidentally, at this time, Xiao Changying handed a memorial on the affairs of the Northwest to Your Majesty's desk, in which the great achievements of the King of the Northwest and his son were described vividly.
Emperor Youning looked gloomy and with a wave of his hand he swept all the memorials to the ground. The hall suddenly became silent.
That night Emperor Youning had a dream. He dreamed that Shen's father and son led a large army to Kyoto, and Shen Yueshan killed him with a knife while he was sitting on the dragon throne. Emperor Youning woke up from the nightmare with a gloomy look on his face.
But it was still early, and Emperor Youning had to continue resting. Unexpectedly, he fell into a nightmare again. In the dream, the people praised Shen father and son. Some said that without the Shen family, there would be no country. Some even said that he owed his throne to the Shen family. The scattered voices seemed to be ridiculing him as an emperor. In the end, someone pushed him down the stairs and pushed Shen Yueshan onto the platform, shouting "Long live the emperor".
Emperor Youning woke up again. It was already dawn and he had no desire to sleep. He got up to review memorials, but he was absent-minded.
"Your Majesty." Liu Sanzhi's voice sounded, and Emperor Youning regained his consciousness. "Your Majesty, I have something to report."
Emperor Youning pinched his nose and said, "Speak."
"There is a rumor in the Eastern Palace that the Crown Princess and the Crown Prince are jokingly planning to name their grandson Junshu." Liu Sanzhi lowered his head and shrank his neck after he finished speaking.