A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

The Imperial Master's face was twisted in agony, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot with pain and anger.

He stretched out his shaking hands, desperately trying to grab the silver needle that was deeply stuck in his buttocks, as if it was his only life-saving straw at the moment. His fingers scratched in the air randomly, and he kept groaning in pain.

However, how could Xiao Sizhe let him succeed so easily? Xiao Sizhe cleverly dodged and skillfully pushed the silver needle away. His movements were light and agile, like a clever bird. Then, he stabbed the other side of the imperial teacher's butt without hesitation.

"Wow!" The Imperial Master let out a scream of extreme fear, and the sound seemed to blow the roof of the entire hall off. His body trembled violently, and he subconsciously rolled to the ground, trying to avoid Xiao Sizhe's attack. His bloated body rolled on the ground like a huge meatball, looking extremely funny and miserable.

This scene was so funny that the whole palace suddenly burst into laughter. The ministers laughed so hard that some cried and some held their stomachs and cried out in pain. They were always trembling under the pressure of the imperial master and dared not even breathe.

Now seeing the Imperial Master in such an embarrassed state, the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for so long burst out instantly, and his laughter was full of mockery and relief.

Even the arrogant and incompetent emperor couldn't stop laughing. He sat on the dragon chair, his body trembling constantly, and the fan in his hand almost fell to the ground. His eyes, which were not big to begin with, were narrowed into slits, and his eyes were full of laughter. In his eyes, the state teacher's embarrassment was just a farce for his amusement.

However, Xiao Sizhe did not stop his actions because of the laughter of the crowd. He was like a persistent hunter, with a determined light flashing in his eyes, and continued to hold the needle and stab the national teacher.

"No!" The Imperial Master yelled in horror, his voice filled with despair. He climbed up using his hands and feet, and rolled twice in panic.

His clothes had become tattered, and his hair was messy and scattered on his face. Where was the majestic and awe-inspiring imperial master in the past? At this moment, he looked like a homeless person on the street, extremely embarrassed.

But the desire to survive made the Imperial Master hurriedly get up again and run out of the hall desperately. His steps staggered and his body swayed from side to side, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Seeing this, Xiao Sizhe did not hesitate to chase after him with the long needle in hand. His posture was agile, like a nimble cheetah, moving freely among the crowd.

At this moment, Han Mingguang drove a chicken bus and caught up from behind. The chicken bus was shabby and the wheels creaked, as if it would fall apart at any time. Han Mingguang pushed the car hard and shouted loudly: "Young Master, get on the bus quickly, get on the bus quickly!"

When Xiao Sizhe heard the shout, he looked back, then rolled over and landed steadily on the chicken bus. He held the long needle tightly in his hand, looked forward with a firm look, and shouted: "Chase, we will pierce him into a sieve today! Charge!"

Han Mingguang exerted his strength and drove the shabby chicken bus out like an arrow. The wheels raised a cloud of dust, which looked like a giant golden dragon under the sunlight.

At this time, in the hall, the ministers and the emperor were still laughing uncontrollably. Their laughter echoed throughout the hall for a long time.

In this chaotic chase, Xiao Sizhe actually used a trick to cleverly divert the attention of the tyrant emperor and the evil concubine by using the method of grafting, thus avoiding his purpose of killing.

It turned out that Xiao Sizhe knew the thoughts of the tyrant king and the evil concubine very well. They only cared about their own enjoyment and power, and did not care about the life and death of others. Therefore, Xiao Sizhe deliberately created this farce to make the tyrant king and the evil concubine focus on the embarrassment of the state teacher, thus ignoring his real intention.

The time to adjourn the court had long arrived, but the morning court hall was still filled with joy.

Eunuch Xiaoyi stood aside, watching the scene with a smile on his face. He knew that it was rare for the emperor to have such a relaxing and happy moment, and he was also very happy in his heart.

However, as a eunuch serving the emperor, he had to keep his duties in mind at all times. Seeing that lunch time was approaching, he hesitated again and again, but in the end he could not bear to interrupt this beautiful moment.

However, it was his duty and he could not afford to make any mistakes. Eunuch Xiaoyi took a deep breath, walked forward slowly, and reported respectfully: "Your Majesty, it's time for lunch!" His voice was not loud, but it was particularly clear in the noisy court.

The laughter in the court suddenly stopped, as if someone had pressed the pause button. The ministers looked at each other in surprise. One minister frowned and said, "What? Eunuch Xiaoyi, haven't you seen that we are in court? Why are we having lunch already?"

Emperor Yuxuan also frowned slightly. He looked up at the sunlight outside the window, feeling somewhat puzzled. He suspected that Eunuch Xiaoyi had made a mistake in the time. After all, in his opinion, the morning court seemed to have just begun not long ago.

Seeing that the emperor and the ministers were a little confused, Eunuch Xiaoyi knelt down quickly and said in fear and trepidation: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. The time for adjourning the court has long passed. It's time for lunch now!" His voice trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Ah?" Emperor Yuxuan couldn't help but exclaimed. He realized that time passed so quickly in this joyful atmosphere. He stood up from the dragon throne reluctantly, his eyes swept over the ministers in the court, and finally fell on his beloved concubine. He gently took his beloved concubine's hand and said gently: "My beloved concubine, let's go to eat first!"

As soon as the emperor left, all the ministers left Kaimingyang Palace in a good mood. They drank and laughed all the way home.

In a quiet little house in Qitian Xiaohan Mansion far away from the imperial palace, the atmosphere was completely different. Xiao Sizhe and Sikong Yan were discussing the countermeasures for tomorrow's court with serious expressions.

The light in the room was a little dim, with only a few rays of sunlight shining through the gaps in the window onto the ground, forming streaks of light and shadows.

Xiao Sizhe frowned and said worriedly: "Brother Yan, the situation is becoming more and more tense now. Our action must start as soon as possible. The longer we delay, the more dangers there will be and the more loopholes there will be." His voice was low and rapid, and his eyes revealed a firm determination.

Sikong Yan nodded slightly, his face was solemn and his eyes were deep. He knew very well that what Xiao Sizhe said was true. Now the court was in a state of flux, with various forces fighting openly and secretly. If one was not careful, one would be doomed. "I understand, Brother Bai. It's just that this matter is of great importance, and we must act cautiously to ensure that nothing goes wrong." Sikong Yan said slowly, his voice was steady and powerful, which made people feel trust.