In the past few days since Li's absence, the gate of Yong'an Prince's Mansion was closed tightly. Li Fengqi and Ye Yunting stayed in the mansion, making koumiss and enjoying the snow every day.

Occasionally, the mare's kumiss was too much to be drunk, so he put it in wine bottles and asked Zhu Lie's family to deliver it to the houses of several adults.

As a result, the officials who were watching the situation became even more panicked. In these days, King Yong'an contacted the old ministers more frequently than in the past year. It seemed that he was really ready to take action!

The nobles of the aristocratic families in Shangjing City are in panic and are planning a way out for the future.

On the other hand, several families who were being served drinks every day saw through Li Fengqi's plan, but they were helpless.

Those courtiers were all secretly guessing, and no one would be stupid enough to come and ask, "My lords, you have been so closely connected with King Yong'an recently, but you are plotting a rebellion."

So even if they wanted to explain, they couldn't explain it. They couldn't just say that I didn't conspire with King Yong'an in person. King Yong'an was just spreading suspicion to scare everyone. He called Zhu Lie to come to me just to give me an explanation.

A bottle of kumiss was given as a gift.

They dare to say it, but some people have to dare to believe it.

There were also a few officials who were friendly with them who spoke in a cryptic way. They said without any secret that Zhu Lie was just here to deliver koumiss. They also said that judging from the attitude of King Yong'an, His Majesty was probably in good health.

Nothing happened. But the other party unsurprisingly didn't believe it at all. Instead, they blamed them for not revealing the slightest bit of truth and making up lies to deceive people. It was really too much.

"This is a conspiracy."

Qiao Hairen and Qi Shao sat across from each other, put down their wine glasses, and sighed gloomily. They could see through the plan at a glance, but they couldn't explain it. What's more, no one believed it even if they explained it. Everyone classified them as King Yong'an.

One faction believed that they and King Yong'an had reached an agreement.

Nowadays, people in Shangjing City are in a state of flux. Many bureaucrats have frequent exchanges, and they are obviously planning a way out for themselves. Even in this deserted Qiao Mansion, in the past two days, some people have come to the door to express their goodwill, and their words are evil but appear to be trying.

He made connections and pledged his allegiance to King Yong'an.

He even heard that Grand Tutor Han Chan also visited Prince Duan's Mansion several times, but Prince Duan was timid and unwilling to participate in this rising battle, so he still refused to let go.

Qiao Hairen's expression became even more sad: "When His Majesty comes back, I'm afraid these people who can't calm down will find it difficult to end their lives."

"Sir, please stop worrying. There is nothing we can do about the conspiracy?" Qi Shao frowned and drank the wine, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "This King Yong'an has detained such a big shit basin for us, how can we do it?"

I don’t know how many jugs of good wine I’ll give you, but this kumiss is so delicious and has no flavor at all.”

Qiao Hairen took a tasteless sip of wine and said worriedly: "There is nothing we can do. This court and this world will probably be in chaos..."

Qi Shao shook his head and did not respond.

From his point of view, it was only a matter of time before things became chaotic. From the moment the emperor took action against King Yong'an, that day was destined to change.

***

On November 12, the army, which had been delayed for two days due to wind and snow, finally arrived outside the city.

The emperor's chariot entered the palace directly, and Sheng Shengyu sent numerous guards to escort the emperor into the palace in an airtight manner. After that, there was a consultation with medical officers from the entire Imperial Medical Office.

Li Zong was lying on the dragon bed. The wound on his chest and front had been specially treated, and there was a faint trace of dark red blood, which looked very lifelike. His face was even more pale, his lips were chapped, and he looked sick after losing blood. Cui Xi was waiting beside him.

Turning aside, he lowered his voice and said in his ear: "Your Majesty, everything has been arranged. The family members of the imperial doctors who have consulted have been secretly detained. They will never dare to talk nonsense."

"That's good." Li Zong said, "How is the situation outside?"

Cui Xi said: "All of you are very worried about His Majesty's dragon body. The Taifu is also waiting outside to be summoned." A dark color flashed in his eyes, and he hesitated: "Do you want to inform the Taifu about this?"

Li Zong looked hesitant: "Master...how?"

"Master Taifu is very worried. You have just returned to the palace and are waiting outside the palace." Cui Xi changed his subject and hesitated again: "But I think it is better not to tell Taifu first."

"Why?" Li Zong's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened and looked straight at him.

But Cui Xi didn't show any strange expression, as if he was thinking about Li Zong wholeheartedly: "I feel that the Taifu had many contacts with King Yong'an before, and what King Yong'an said before..." He was half-sentence.

Lu looked worried: "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens."

"..."

Li Zong fell silent, and after a moment, he seemed to be convincing himself and said, "You are right, don't tell Taifu yet. If I can eradicate King Yong'an this time, Taifu will definitely be very surprised."

Li Fengqi told him at the beginning that the poison he was poisoned was given by Han Chan, who was trying to force him to conspire with the antidote. He said he didn't believe it, but he actually believed it in his heart.

He knew that Han Chan would occasionally show disappointment to him, and he also knew that in Han Chan's eyes, and even in the eyes of the ministers and people outside, he was not as important as the Emperor of Yong'an.

But it doesn't matter, he can still bear it. Li Fengqi is now a useless person. As long as he is provoked by Shen Yu, tens of thousands of troops outside the city are ready to attack at any time, and they can kill Li Fengqi and even the rebels at any time.

The entire Yongan Palace was obliterated!

By that time, the Beizhao God of War, who dominated the government and the public, will no longer exist, and the only thing left in the history books will be Li Fengqi, the rebellious and traitorous minister!

Li Zong's chest rose and fell, he took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually darkened: "Yes, don't tell Taifu, I want to give him a surprise."

He wanted to let Han Chan know that he was right to choose him between him and Li Fengqi.

If Han Chan wants to be the prime minister, why should he go to Li Fengqi? He can give him whatever he wants!

"I know, your Majesty, do you want Taifu Xuan to come in?" Cui Xi's eyes flashed with a smile, and he bent down and asked.

"Explain it." Li Zong said: "Ask Tai Fu to take a look, and you can tell me that I'm unconscious. Don't say anything too scary to scare him."

"I understand." Cui Xi tucked him in, and after making sure there were no mistakes, he turned around and went out to announce Han Chan.

Han Chanhou is outside Taiqian Palace.

In the cold winter, he was still wearing thin clothes. Under the snow-white cloak, he wore a robe of the same color. His long dark hair was tied up, and a few white hairs could be vaguely seen on his temples. However, his face looked very young.

He is also very cold and heartless.

When Cui Xi came closer, he carefully calmed down his expression and said solemnly, "Master, come in with me."

"How is His Majesty's injury? What did the imperial doctor say?" Han Chan walked in with him.

Cui Xi did not respond. He hesitated and shook his head. He sighed and said, "Master, you should ask the doctor yourself."

While talking, the two of them entered the inner hall and arrived in front of Li Zong's couch.

There were not many servants waiting in the room, and they all went about their own business cautiously, not daring to make any unnecessary noise. In addition to being solemn and solemn, there was also a strong smell of medicine floating in the air.

Han Chan walked closer and looked down at the collapsed Li Zong. Li Zong's quilt only covered his chest, and his chest was covered with a thick bandage. Some dark red blood was faintly visible on the edge of the white bandage.

His face was three points paler than the paper, and the high spirits he had before had long since disappeared. He was lying on the bed sickly, but he rarely showed a bit of youthful youthfulness that suited his age.

Han Chan stared at him for a long time, raised her hand to straighten the messy hair around his face, then straightened up and said, "Take me to see the imperial doctor."

"Master, come with me." Cui Xi responded and took him to see several imperial doctors who were participating in the consultation.

After they left, Li Zong opened his eyes. The feeling of the cold fingers touching his skin made him almost unable to hold back his eyes. He raised his hand and caressed the side of his face with some nostalgia, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

, thinking that the teacher is indeed worried about him.

What Li Fengqi said that day was just to make him angry on purpose.

***

The emperor's return to the capital made many courtiers breathe a sigh of relief. But then the emperor did not show up again. Instead, the entire Imperial Medical Office was summoned for consultation, which made them worried again. Undercurrents surged in the capital city, and people

People are anxious and restless.

After being ordered to go to Yong'an Prince's Mansion to find out what was going on, Shen Yu felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He asked several officials to inquire, and only then did he learn what had happened in the past few days in the capital.

He suddenly became more and more certain that Li Fengqi was really just testing him, but in fact he had already had his thoughts in mind. Otherwise, who else but him would know the false news that the emperor was seriously injured and dying and spread it?

Zhongyu made up his mind, asked people to prepare gifts, and went to Yong'an Palace.

When the Shen family's car arrived at the palace, Li Fengqi and others were eating hot pot - it was freezing cold and they couldn't go out and walk around, so they could only entertain themselves in the palace.

Li Fengqi, Ye Yunting, Ji Lian, plus Zhu Lie and Wu Geng, the meal was quite lively.

When he heard the concierge's announcement that Zhong Zhongyu was coming to visit, Li Fengqi clicked his tongue and said something bad: "I don't know how to pick a good time."

"Let's clean up and go to the front hall?" Ye Yunting drank three glasses of kumis and ate extremely spicy scalded beef, his cheeks and lips were dyed brightly.

Li Fengqi thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "No need." He turned to the concierge and asked: "Invite the person directly to the main courtyard."

Zhu Lie's eyes widened: "Your Majesty, do you want to treat this little man to hot pot?"

He stared at the meat on the table. He hadn't even taken a few bites yet. It would be too much of a waste to feed that guy.

Li Fengqi glanced at him and smiled at Ye Yunting: "You guys eat here and make less noise. I'll go meet him for a while." After saying that, he ordered someone to lift a four-fold screen to block them tightly.
Chapter completed!