Voice: "How is it? This is the new pastry made by the imperial kitchen after my instruction. These people are quite talented."
He raised his voice slightly, as if he was a little proud.
Qi Yu smiled with difficulty and forced himself to show his support: "Brother, can you make pastries? Really amazing..."
"No." Yuan Buwei shook his head and said as a matter of course, "But I know what kind of pastries are delicious."
As a gourmet, he only needed to give a few words of advice, and those imperial chefs would naturally understand. Sure enough, the original unqualified pastries were quickly eliminated, and new pastries with super double the deliciousness were made.
Qi Yu:... emmm, brother, do you have any misunderstanding about the word delicious? !
Seeing that his brother was in high spirits and seemed to want to feed him again, Qi Yu's desire to survive exploded instantly.
Xiaopangji closed his eyes, as if he was savoring the food for a moment, and then he sighed seriously: "It turns out that my brother has good vision. The level of the imperial kitchen was really not good before. After my brother's advice, it has really changed!"
... Eating it can make people ascend to heaven on the spot.
"It's a pity that I just ate it in my mother's palace..." As he said this, he shook his head regretfully, and looked at the remaining cakes reluctantly.
This poor acting of Xiaopangji certainly could not be hidden from Yuan Buwei. He just snorted and laughed softly, and then, as Qi Yu wished, he finished the remaining cakes.
After escaping death cleverly again, Qi Yu couldn't help but secretly praise his own cleverness and wisdom, and then he talked about the reason for coming to Yuan Buwei.
Xiaopang frowned slightly in distress, quietly approached Yuan Buwei, and whispered: "Brother, I always feel that my mother has been a little strange these days..."
The emperor was poisoned and unconscious. No matter what the concubines in the palace thought in their hearts, they all looked sad on the surface, but Queen Zhou's behavior was obviously quite different.
Her grief was real, and her worries were real, but under this worry and grief, there was clearly some fear, uneasiness, and suspicion that could not be concealed.
Qi Yu, who has always been very sensitive to emotions, naturally noticed that something was wrong with her.
He grew up in the harem since he was a child and didn't spend much time with the emperor, but the queen, his biological mother, was very good to him, and Qi Yu naturally wanted to share her worries.
Qi Yu's subconscious intuition led him to find Yuan Buwei. Perhaps in his opinion, this omnipotent prince brother would definitely be able to solve all difficulties?
After hearing him list all the things wrong with Queen Zhou, Yuan Buwei curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, Queen Mother is fine, she is just too worried about Father."
The Queen, as the person sleeping beside the Emperor, may have noticed the Emperor's attitude towards the Prince a long time ago, but she never thought that the father and son had reached the point of life and death. Now that she suddenly discovered this truth, she must be very upset.
Although it is not clear whether Yuan Buwei poisoned the Emperor, but now that the Emperor is in a coma, the Queen must be worried that the Prince will take the opportunity to attack him, right?
Qi Yu was ignorant of this and just looked at him in confusion.
Yuan Buwei lowered his eyes and chuckled: "You just need to tell her that Doctor Xiao has already figured out the poison in my father's body. In three to five days at least, or ten days or half a month at most, my father will wake up."
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When Qi Yu turned around and told Queen Zhou this, Queen Zhou, who had been in a daze in her own palace, suddenly perked up and excitedly grabbed Qi Yu's hand:
"Did he really say that? Yu'er, you didn't lie to me?"
Qi Yu's chubby hand was hurt by the grab. While struggling hard, he nodded frantically: "Of course it's true, that's what my brother said."
Until Queen Zhou let him go, he was still a little scared.
But Queen Zhou didn't care about him.
After hearing the news, she had already asked the palace maids to dress up and went straight to the emperor's bedroom.
Qi Yu didn't understand what the prince meant, but Queen Zhou understood. Since the emperor was about to wake up, didn't it mean that the prince had no intention of harming him?
She suddenly relaxed, no longer having to hesitate and struggle between the father and son. A beautiful smile suddenly bloomed on that sad face.
…
In the emperor's bedroom, Yuan Buwei's conversation with Xiao Zhi was not concealed, and it was clearly heard by the emperor.
He was shocked and angry, but he couldn't move at all, and couldn't even open his eyelids, almost vomiting blood!
Until the two left, the emperor was still frightened and uneasy, his consciousness was swaying back and forth in the darkness, but he couldn't find a way out like a headless fly.
In fact, the abnormal behavior of the prince during this period had long made the emperor guess that he might be poisoned and comatose, which was related to the prince.
But the emperor had been deceiving himself and forcibly ignoring this terrible guess.
Only in this way could he convince himself that he still had a chance to wake up again, instead of being killed directly by the prince with ill intentions.
But now, he couldn't even deceive himself.
"No, no, how is it possible? How could the prince have such deep thoughts?" Thinking of the changes in the prince over the past few days, the emperor had a bad guess in his heart, "Could it be that he has the same origin as me... No, no, no, don't scare yourself! How could there be two time travelers in the same world by such a coincidence!"
Forcing himself to calm his thoughts, the emperor tried to analyze: "... Maybe this is his true face, and he was just acting on purpose to paralyze me."
After all, in that period of history without the intervention of an outsider like him, the prince who seemed indifferent and harmless was the one who was really deep-minded and ruthless!
The emperor calmed down again after making up his mind.
He was indeed an emperor whose name was recorded in history! He had been on guard against him, but he still fell into his trap...
A strong sense of unwillingness rushed to his heart, but the emperor could only lie on the bed, his consciousness sank in darkness, and he could do nothing.
His life and death were already in the hands of the prince alone.
Fortunately, the ten years of his imperial career were not wasted after all, and the emperor kept forcing himself to calm down.
This era was different from the era he had lived in. Killing the father with the son and the king with the minister was almost an unforgivable crime in the eyes of these ancients!
Combining the precedents he had seen in history books, after the emperor calmed down, he secretly speculated that his final outcome would most likely be forced to abdicate by the prince, put under house arrest, and become an emperor.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense, and the emperor was relieved. As long as the other party didn't kill him immediately, with his knowledge far exceeding that of these ancients, there might still be a chance...
Although he comforted himself in this way, the emperor actually didn't dare to guarantee what the prince would choose.
As time passed, the more his consciousness was trapped in this vast and invisible darkness, the more despair he felt in his heart, and he began to doubt his own judgment.
After an unknown amount of time, a light sound suddenly came from the bedside. Then, Queen Zhou's voice sounded in his ears, with some tears of joy.
"Your Majesty..."
"That's great, Your Majesty is saved..."
"Sure enough, I knew Xuan'er wouldn't be so cruel, he's not that kind of person..."
"I just hope Your Majesty wakes up and doesn't hate Xuan'er so much anymore. If you really don't like him, just ban him away..."
She was incoherent and nagging, but she finally got to the point of her words.
The sound that used to be annoying pulled the emperor's consciousness back from the edge of darkness, giving him hope in his almost desperate heart, and bursting with infinite joy.
...Yes, this is really...great!
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Knowing from the queen that he still had a "prison" of at most half a month, the emperor in the small dark room suddenly had hope and began to count the days day by day, looking forward to the day of "release" more than ever before. ◆思◆Rabbit◆网◆
Every day, he repeated the cycle of "from full of hope to gradually disappointed, then full of hope again, looking forward to the early arrival of the next day".
Such days, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are like years.
Compared with this, Yuan Buwei is like a fish in water.
The reorganized Imperial City Department runs at a high speed day by day, acting as his eyes and ears, presenting to him many things that the ministers would not mention in their memorials.
The original Qi Xuan served in the army for many years. Perhaps to avoid suspicion, he never asked about the political affairs of the court in depth, and only knew some superficial things roughly.
Yuan Buwei had read the memorials of the ministers, the court reports, and some tax data that were not disclosed to the public. Combined with the information submitted by the Imperial City Department, he immediately understood the situation of the entire Beili.
This huge Beili looked prosperous on the surface. Not long ago, the Jiehu people were driven out of the Central Plains in a mess. Even the emperor was almost praised as the leader of a revival, as if he had created a prosperous era.
But the fact is not so.
If the world is divided into two halves, north and south, the northern Central Plains has been almost squeezed out of all its power after years of high-pressure rule by the Jiehu people.
The Jiehu people are savage by nature. They only know how to plunder and are not good at production and management. After occupying the Central Plains, even if they imitated the Central Plains Dynasty to establish a country and call it Dayan, they have not really changed their barbaric habits.
After years of rule, the northern land has been ruined by them, and a large number of people have been displaced and have to become slaves. Even the former landlords and tyrants had everything taken away by the Jiehu nobles without mercy... What they did was equivalent to a group of robbers swaggering into someone's house, and before being driven out, they also destroyed everything in the house.
Even if the Central Plains were recaptured, Beili would take over a completely mess.
As for the fertile land in the south, the problem is also not small.
The south is already prosperous, and most of the tax revenue of the treasury comes from here, which can be called the money bag of the entire Beili. However, there are many local landlords and merchants, and there are many Jiangnan nobles. They have a close relationship with the officials and gentry from the south, forming an unshakable force.
From the beginning, the imperial family went south. In order to gain a foothold as soon as possible and obtain the support of the southern forces, the emperor made many promises to those southern landlords and tyrants, nobles and nobles; afterwards, in order to raise military funds and counterattack northward, he continued to compromise with the Jiangnan nobles and gave away too much power that should not be given. Once this power is decentralized, it will be very difficult to take it back.
In today's South, the nobles, aristocratic families, landlords, and gentry are all intertwined and intertwined, and there is a tendency that they are difficult to get rid of.
The court is a microcosm of the entire world. After clarifying these situations, those government affairs that seem too complicated to ordinary people, and the conflicts and frictions between civil and military officials in the court, are clear to Yuan Buwei.
The nobles and court officials from the north had long been robbed of everything by the Jiehu people. After the emperor went south, they had to compete with the southern forces for their own interests and tried their best to take food from the southerners.
They were excluded everywhere in the south, and what they wanted most for many years was to regain the Central Plains and return to their homeland.
Therefore, these people were the most determined war faction in the court.
For this reason, even the dandy boys who used to fight cocks and run dogs changed their past style and joined the army.
After ten years, these noble officials from the north have become the most unshakable force in the military.
As for the south, it was just the opposite.
The south was originally a prosperous and peaceful place, and a group of wealthy families lived a carefree life every day. As a result, the emperor brought a group of northerners to the south, and the land that should have belonged to them was taken away by the northerners, and a large amount of local interests were divided up by the northerners. Every year, they had to throw countless silver into the war. Even if they regained the Central Plains, what good would it do them?
As a result, the Jiangnan nobles naturally tended to advocate peace. In their view, they only needed to give some silver every year to appease the Jiehu people.
——They were barbarians and people without moral integrity. Could they still live in the Central Plains for a long time and steal the sacred artifacts of the country? They were just proud for a while. When their power declined, it would be easy to recover the Central Plains.
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