my voice is poisonous

Before Wen Yu entered the palace that day, he had already seen the opportunity. He observed the sky these days and predicted the future, and all the results were consistent.

He stepped on the starlight to enter the palace, but saw a group of eunuchs and maids waiting outside the imperial study room, the door was closed tightly, and there was a faint voice of reprimand from inside.

The Chief Eunuch Lu Fu kindly stopped him, and said in a low voice: "Master Wen, wait a moment, Your Majesty and the Crown Prince had a quarrel in the study, and the quarrel was fierce."

Wen Yu thanked gratefully, and stood outside the door with his hands down, only to hear that after a moment of quarreling in the room, there was a "crash", as if something had been smashed to the ground, and the quarrel stopped.

"Your Majesty and Your Highness, why are you so angry?" Wen Yu frowned and asked softly.

The chief eunuch hesitated for a moment, thinking that this person could be regarded as a master who could not be offended, so he smiled embarrassingly and said to Wen Yu: "It's not because of the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician. The prince is cautious, benevolent and filial. appropriate."

Wen Yu nodded when he heard the words. A few days ago, he ran into Ren Canglan and heard him mention a few words, saying that He Minzhi's eldest son is not even half similar to He Minzhi. To this extent, perhaps because of He Minzhi, he is particularly disgusted with the talk of gods, ghosts, Buddhism and Taoism.

Ren Canglan walked in the palace on weekdays, if he ran into him head-on without avoiding it, the other party would inevitably scold him.

The prince only thought that Ren Canglan was a slanderous person, and usually used fake medicines to deceive his glory and wealth. , just as if I have already entered the gate of the fairy world with half a foot.

As a result, there was a rift between father and son, and they quarreled every few days.

"It's getting more and more difficult these days," Ren Canglan complained to Wen Yu half-truthfully at that time, holding up his sleeves, "I'm so wronged that I'm about to cry."

Wen Yu knew that even if he met the crown prince, he would not feel that he could just keep his mouth shut and suffer a disadvantage, so he didn't bother to talk to him, knowing that there was something in his words, so he said: "Since life is hard, how about you?"

"I originally thought that entering the palace was a fun thing, but I really had no choice but to let myself fall into such a place where people hate dogs. After I finish this job and finish what I should do, it will be natural. ...." Ren Canglan smiled and waved his wide sleeves, quite satisfied that Wen Yu followed his words and said, "Of course I will go back and continue fishing for me."

The two of them looked at each other tacitly, and Wen Yu also smiled back and said, "That's fine."

He was in a trance, but unexpectedly, the door of the study opened with a "bang". The prince was sullen, with his hands behind his back, and walked towards Wen Yu angrily.

Wen Yu turned sideways and saluted him, the prince stopped when he heard the sound, turned his head and gave him a sideways glance in disgust, flicked his sleeves and left again.

Wen Yu folded his hands in front of him, turned around and looked at his back as he was walking away, with slight movements of his fingers, there was a little sadness in his brows.

"The prince is also worried about His Majesty's dragon body." Lu Fu bowed and laughed, and said, "Lord Wen, please wait here for a while, and this old slave will go in and pass on a message."

Wen Yu said I'm sorry, and when he entered the study and came out again, he turned to lead Wen Yu forward and said, "My lord, please."

Wen Yu bowed to him, and walked into He Minzhi's study.

A porcelain vase was missing from the wooden shelf in the corner of the imperial study room. A court lady cleaned up the debris and was about to retreat. Wen Yu knelt down and saluted without looking sideways. He Minzhi called him to get up after a long time. He raised his head in surprise and saw He Min Zhizhi leaned on the throne, resting his forehead with his hands, his expression seemed extremely irritable.

His face was flushed and his eyes were red, as if he was short of breath and angry.

Seeing him looking up, He Minzhi frowned, raised his hand and grabbed a volume of documents from the desk case, and threw them towards him across the imperial case.

The document wiped his forehead and fell down, Wen Yu was startled, thinking how could He Minzhi behave so abnormally today?

He lowered his eyes and said nothing, and was about to pick up the volume of documents, when He Minzhi suddenly said, "Does Wen Qing know why I called you into the palace overnight?"

Wen Yu paused, then raised his head and said, "I know."

He Minzhi's voice was hoarse and gloomy, but there was a strange sense of joy, as if he was exhausted to the extreme, but there was some happy event hanging in his heart and he couldn't calm down.

In the previous court meeting, He Minzhi was in good condition, and he did not see the situation like today. Logically speaking, with Ren Canglan's medicine, he should not get sick.

Wen Yuzheng felt strange, but He Minzhi smiled with a hoarse voice: "Wen Qing really has no plans, so let me tell you first, what exactly is there for me to seek you?"

Wen Yu's hand was still pressed on the document, and when he moved his knuckles, there would be a faint line of white smoke from the document, his eyes flashed, and he said: "The disaster of war is coming."

"That's right, war disaster is coming." He Minzhi took out a small white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, uncorked the bottle with a "boo", poured a palm of the orange-yellow clear pill and swallowed it, and the face appeared. Feeling a bit comfortable, he let out a long breath, but played with the porcelain vase quite casually and said, "Bei Di is still good at riding and shooting, but I have few cavalry in the Southern Wei Dynasty. It's already impossible. Wen Qing thinks, can this battle be won?"

People from Beidi are about to cross the Yellow River, and the past few days have been chaotic up and down. Even Wen Qinru would ask him a few questions about the war at the dinner table. Why does He Minzhi look like this has nothing to do with him?

Wen Yu frowned and felt that something was wrong. This battle was related to the power of the Southern Wei Dynasty. Millions of people died. He was tied to it all his life. He didn't even need to pinch his fingers and said: "The victory and defeat will be divided in half."

"What if I let you go with the army?" He Minzhi got off the throne and walked up to Wen Yu, wrapped in a strong medicinal fragrance, and said, "Ai Qing may also know that there was a Marquis Wu who was famous all over the world. If you can pinch and count, winning the battlefield is equivalent to being able to call the wind and rain, if you want the east wind, you will have the east wind, and with that ability, you will be invincible."

Wen Yu was still kneeling on the ground, hearing the words, he could only raise his head and look at He Minzhi from below. He said clearly that "the winner is half and half", which meant "if you believe in him, you will lose".

If he is allowed to use his abilities to detect climate change to win a battle, the key is not only him, but also whether the coach general believes him.

"I will do my best." Wen Yu said in a deep voice.

"Do your best?" He Minzhi squatted down in front of him, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were a little weak, his voice was erratic, and he raised his eyebrows as if he was drunk, "Not only do your best, but you also need to do your best. Sheng, you Wen Yu Then you will be able to sit on the position of the national teacher with one person under one person and above ten thousand people, if you lose, ah, that little son and sister in your room will go to hell with you."

There was a cold light in the corner of his eyes, which was replaced by a drunken state in an instant. Wen Yu leaned over and kowtowed. When he got up, he deliberately probed forward and sniffed, but he didn't smell the smell of alcohol on He Minzhi's body. Feel wrong.

"After taking Canglan's medicine for the past few days, I feel more and more light and graceful, and I am not far from becoming a fairy, but this ancestral foundation is really tricky." He Min put his hand on Wen Yu's shoulder and added With some force, his shoulder hurts, "This battle, I want you to go with the prince, the prince is not prestige in the court now, if I can use this battle to win the hearts of the civil and military people in the court, I can rest assured Abdicate and go to the immortal class."

Wen Yu looked up in astonishment, he had never heard of any emperor who would push the prince into such a dangerous battlefield!

He Minzhi squatted on the ground, propping his chin with his hands, his eyes full of longing and madness, he seemed to be dazzled, and he didn't want anything other than becoming a fairy.

"Your Majesty!" Wen Yu couldn't help persuading, "You can't..."

"I don't allow you to talk at this time! The crown prince is the prince of a country, and this battle can only be won, not defeated." He Minzhi leaned sideways at him, the crimson color in his eyes became stronger, and threatened viciously, "You only need to help The crown prince wins this battle, or you will be slaughtered!"

Wen Yu: "...Yes."

Since he was a teenager, he knew that the Southern Wei Qi Shu was implicated with him, and even the lives of millions of people in the world were tied to him alone, but he never counted this indescribably treacherous fate, but because of this An unreliable emperor rises.

There is indeed a cause and an effect in this world, and he, Wen Yu, is also in this cause and effect, single-handedly pushing his own destiny towards the established ending.

Wen Yu kowtowed and stepped back, before leaving the palace gate, he looked back at the pavilions behind the vermilion wooden gates, with a sad and sarcastic expression.

******

When Wen Yu returned to the mansion, he went to find Yan Qingjiang, left him a note, and watched him sleep before leaving.

In the early morning of the next day, He Minzhi announced at the court meeting that he would let the prince lead the army to quell the chaos. Wen Yu, the fourth-rank Sitian supervisor, supervised the army. As soon as he said a word, even the young prince was at a loss, full of civil and military affairs. It was a mess, and some veterans almost slammed their heads on the pillars to death.

Since He Minzhi had the idea of ​​cultivating immortals, he had lost his mind on the bed-things along the way, and he had six princes and two princesses who were born in the early years. Except for the eldest prince, the second prince died young and the third prince was young Heart nature, the fourth prince is dull and can't bear the responsibility, the fifth prince is not in court, the sixth prince is out of mind and self-willed...

In the eyes of civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, if the crown prince made a mistake, there would be no suitable crown prince in this world. The emperor's chess move was not a strong man cutting off his wrist, but a strong man cutting off his limbs with one move. It was an extremely risky move!

"Your Majesty!" All the veterans were crying bitterly, knelt on the ground and said in unison, "Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

"I've already thought about it last night!" He Minzhi went his own way, resting his palms on his forehead, his face was flushed, his eyes were red, and he waved his sleeves impatiently, "If you keep arguing, you'll drag it down and cut it off, retreat!"

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, I dare you to ask Your Majesty to stay!"

"His Majesty......"

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty could not dissuade him in time, He Minzhi had already stepped down from the throne and left, Wen Yu stood in the queue of civil officials, his eyes lowered and his eyes closed in silence, if it wasn't for the "prince leading the army" in front of him, he, the "Secretary" "Heavenly Supervising Army" can become the target of public criticism.

He was about to retreat quietly, when the prince came back to his senses, he walked towards him, Wen Yu couldn't dodge it, and let him block him.

The prince turned around and immediately transferred his dissatisfaction with the emperor's foolish behavior to Wen Yu. He covered his face with an indifferent sentence: "Master Wen is with me. This is a precedent for our dynasty, as soon as our court has never had a Si Tianjian as a military supervisor, I look forward to being able to see Mr. Wen's extraordinary abilities on the battlefield."

The prince's words immediately attracted the eyes of half of the hall, Wen Yu bowed to him neither humble nor overbearing, got up and turned his head out of the hall, the word "cloud light and wind light" is nothing more than that.

******

Wen Yu went back to the mansion, and Ren Canglan arrived behind.

He obviously just heard that Wen Yu was going to go out with the army, so he rushed all the way here in a hurry.

The servants didn't have time to report, and saw Ren Canglan's foot move, like a cloud floating halfway across the corridor.

Ren Canglan walked into Wen Yu's courtyard familiarly. Wen Yu sat under a pear tree in the courtyard and painted the two pieces of qin. Seeing him coming, he was not surprised and smiled and said, "I knew you would come today, Yan Qing is making tea in the house, you go and find him."

Ren Canglan frowned: "I didn't come here to find him for tea!"

He sat down cross-legged in front of Wen Yu in a nonchalant way, and said in a hurry: "The prince is not on good terms with you and me, but His Majesty wants you to be his military supervisor. Is this trying to push you into the pit of fire?"

"It's not disharmony, you think highly of yourself." Wen Yu finished brushing Yan Qing's Luoxia-style violin body, and then went to Wen Qinru's Lianzhu-style violin. In a word, he laughed at himself, "It's the prince who looks down on you and me, especially you, a counterfeit drug seller, and even me, a charlatan."

Ren Canglan rarely let him stop his mouth with one word, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "You are the one who bought the fake medicine!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his sleeve and cast a barrier in the courtyard. Wen Yu looked up at him and said, "Don't put on this soundproof cover in my courtyard. He Minzhi's people see you and me Are you and I more suspicious if you are in one place but you can't hear a single sound?"

"Your life is about to die, what are you afraid of being suspicious?" Ren Canglan scolded him not without anger, "Which is more important, Mr. Wen!"

Wen Yu didn't refute, just turned his head and gazed around the door of Yan Qingjiang's room before returning, Ren Canglan understood what he wanted to say - not only him in the left and right mansion, but also two of his lifeblood are in He Min I hold it in my hand.

"Don't worry, if something really happens to you, I'll take them away." Ren Canglan gritted his teeth and said, raising his hand to take back the spell.

"Then I will thank Fellow Daoist Ren first." Wen Yu got him a word, stood up from behind the piano, and saluted him squarely.

"Thank you, it's not you who saved you anyway." Ren Canglan retorted stubbornly, rolled her eyes in an unsightly way, and said again, "Do you have a good chance of winning this battle?"

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The epilogue is being loaded, and there are at most ten chapters to finish by visual inspection~ There are still 10 days left before leaving the pit, I hope I can save them all!