I'm a Buddhist foster child

The son was favored in front of his father, so he ate a lot of fried glutinous rice balls, and he was full of food. This time, he didn't want Bi Guogong Yu Wenxian to be favored in front of Yang Jian. Looking back now, Yang Guang doesn't know what he was thinking at the time.

Xiaoshi sounds too embarrassing, but in order to prevent Yang Jian from looking for other steamed buns, it's not a bad idea. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."

Yang Jian immediately called Xu Minqi back and asked him to prescribe some decoction for digestion.

After Xu Minqi's consultation, not long after he left, he heard Zhongguan He Quan say: "Master, Doctor Zhengyi, Doctor Yuzheng, Doctor Taifu, Doctor Zongshi, come to have an audience."

Yang Jian squinted his eyes, there were four doctors when he came, and his official rank was not small, and he didn't know why he came here, but there are nine out of ten...

Yang Jian said to Yang Guang: "My son wants to rest, and father will come back as soon as he goes."

But Yang Guang held Yang Jian back, narrowed his round eyes, and said: "Father, these sons and officials are probably here for the son, so why not discuss matters in the east room."

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, he had nothing that Yang Guang could not hear, so he said to He Quan: "Go and invite the four doctors in."

"Yes, Lord."

He Quan went out, and four doctors walked in quickly. As soon as they came in, they were about to salute respectfully, but they saw the prince Yang Guang at a glance!

Yang Guang, the little bun, acted coquettishly, nestled in the arms of the owner Yang Jian. He heard that the little prince fell off the horse while shooting and hurt his leg. The owner was very worried, and made Doctor Xu run away. Several trips.

Yang Guang glanced at the doctors coldly. The four doctors obviously didn't expect the prince to be there. They came here just to register the prince.

There were also many people who came to join in the fun before and wanted to postpone the registration of the crown prince. After all, the harem is empty and there is no concubine. It is better to wait for someone's daughter to marry into the palace and give birth to a son and a half for the owner. To fight for this opportunity.

The four doctors looked at each other, and because of Yang Guang's presence, they were a little hesitant. On the one hand, they wanted to postpone the appointment of the crown prince, but on the other hand, they knew that Yang Guang was favored, and no one wanted to offend the young prince in person.

Yang Jian hugged his son, as if he was coaxing him, but actually took the opportunity to pinch Yang Guang's fleshy little face several times. The face was sent to Yang Jian's hands, and Yang Jian squeezed and rounded it, so that he could show everyone how much he was favored.

Yang Jian smiled very kindly, and said: "The four doctors haven't returned home yet? It's really hard work. It's really a blessing for me to work so hard for the affairs of the country."

The four doctors cupped their hands in embarrassment and said: "The emperor praises it, and the ministers are sincere and terrified."

Yang Jian said again: "I don't know the four doctors, but what's the matter?"

The grand master put his mind at ease, and said, "Son of Heaven, this is an ominous omen! It must be because the harem of the owner is withering. I don't have a national mother in the Sui Dynasty. This is a warning from heaven!"

Yang Jian smiled faintly and said, "Oh? A warning from heaven?"

Several other officials also followed suit, discussing the doctor and said: "That's right. I think what the master and doctor said is very true. The winter thunder is rolling. I'm afraid it's a warning from the sky. Although the owner is wise and diligent, the harem has not yet been established. The crown prince First, this... Isn't this against nature? The owner is still young and strong, why rush to have a crown prince, the eldest prince is young, why wait a few years..."

Before he could finish his words, Yang Jian's gentle face suddenly softened, and he said in a deep voice: "So, the winter drought and thunder are because I am not close enough to women? It's really interesting, God beat me Lei, how many concubines are you going to give me?"

"Master, old minister..."

The four doctors still wanted to argue, but Yang Jian didn't give them this chance, and said quietly: "Doctor Zhengyi, Doctor Yuzheng, Doctor Taifu, Doctor Zongshi."

He called the names of four people one by one, and the four doctors had no choice but to bow their hands and say, "The minister is here."

Yang Jian continued to say quietly: "I thought that the drought and thunder in the winter were God's advice to me, and I should put an end to the imperial court! I will send someone to check now if there is any need. The prostitutes, wives and concubines in your families are all What is the source?"

The "domestic prostitute culture" in the Northern and Southern Dynasties was unprecedentedly developed. Due to the turmoil of the current situation, there were many turmoil and many displaced people. Official prostitutes became domestic prostitutes, and there were basically no decent domestic prostitutes.

When the four doctors heard Yang Jian's words, their hearts were terrified, and their faces immediately turned livid. Although they all seemed outspoken and dared to speak out, who didn't have a few unknown domestic prostitutes?After all, comparing with domestic prostitutes has become a kind of extravagance, and it is simply a must for nobles.

The four of them fell silent instantly, and no one dared to take a breath.

Yang Jian sneered and said, "It seems that the four doctors have nothing to say, right?"

None of the four doctors dared to open their mouths, and each of them lowered their heads, fearing that Yang Jianzhen would find him if he gave an order, so they had no choice but to say obsequiously: "Yes, yes..."

Yang Jian waved his hands and said, "That's all, if that's the case, the four doctors should step down."

How could the four doctors dare to say more, as if they were pardoned, they hurriedly withdrew from the bedroom palace. Because Yang Jian suddenly mentioned the matter of the house prostitute, more than three-quarters of the people in the court were in danger. After being free, no one dared to mention the matter of establishing the empress and suspending the establishment of the crown prince.

When Yang Jian was free, he planned to go to the dining room to make pig's trotters for Yang Guang to eat.Yang Guang's little foot was swollen like a pig's trotter, and he couldn't get out of bed these days. At the same time, news came that Bi Guogong Yu Wenxian was injured more seriously than Yang Guang, and he even broke a bone.

Yang Jian planned to make more pig's trotters so that everyone could eat them.

Speaking of it, many people may not believe it. Yang Jian was born as a "doctor in the main kitchen". Greetings to the Lord.

Yang Jian smiled very gently and said, "There's no need to be too polite, you guys are busy with your own business."

Yang Jianguan ordered some pig's trotters for the main meal, and then ordered some pillow melons, that is, wax gourds. In this way, Yang Jian planned to make a pig's trotters hot pot that everyone could eat without any trouble. .

Stew pig's trotters and winter melon together, stew clear soup, stew in a thick pot, all the gelatin of pig's trotters is boiled out, rich and fragrant, winter melon can relieve greasy, blended in pig's trotter soup, and you will be full The soup of the trotters, not to mention how fresh it is.

In fact, Yang Jian himself doesn’t like winter melon very much. He just thinks that winter melon is tasteless and tasteless. The most common winter melon soup or fried winter melon with dried shrimps are also very bland. You can eat it, but you can’t feel much happiness. .But putting the winter melon in the pig’s trotter soup is different. The taste of the pig’s trotter stew is rich and delicious, which just makes up for the blandness of the winter melon, and the lightness of the winter melon can neutralize the greasy pig’s trotters. Enjoyable and greasy, full of fairy match.

Yang Jian processed the pig's trotters, stewed them first, and then cut the winter melon into pieces. Because the winter melon is easy to ripen, it can be put into the stew later.

The pig's trotter soup was milky white and slightly translucent. The pig's trotters were cut into small pieces, gurgling and sinking in the boiling soup. At this time, Yang Jian threw the winter melon into the pot and started cooking together, and then began to adjust the juice.

Yang Guang had wounds on his cheeks. In order not to leave scars on his cheeks, Yang Jian ate light food these days, without even a little soy sauce. Most of them were steamed or stewed to prevent melanin from accumulating on Yang Guang's wounds.

So this time I also chose stewed pig's trotters hot pot instead of braised pig's trotters or roasted pig's trotters.Naturally, in addition to the color, the taste is mainly light, so the spicy ones are automatically considered.

Therefore, the pork trotter hot pot ingredients prepared by Yang Jian did not prepare spicy dishes, nor did they prepare dry dishes, dipping water or seafood sauce, etc., but prepared sesame sauce ingredients.

The pig's trotters are boiled until the skin is soft and soft, and rolled into the sesame sauce. The sesame sauce adds a mellow taste to the fresh and tender pig's trotters. Yang Jian's favorite way to eat it is pig's trotter hot pot with sesame sauce.

Yang Guang was resting on the dragon bed in the road bedroom. Since he fell off his horse last time, Yang Guang was happy to be at leisure. Going to school in the open door, except for the early morning, Yang Jian just circled around himself, and his life was leisurely.

It was time for dinner soon, Yang Guang felt a little hungry, he heard from the palace servants that Yang Jian went to the dining room today, and he was afraid that he would make pig's trotters hot pot for himself in the evening.

The last time Yang Guang ate stewed pig’s trotters with soybeans and pears, the taste of the pig’s trotters is needless to say, the skin is soft and full of gelatin. Delicious, he can eat a whole big trotter by himself!

Thinking of this, Yang Guang felt very hungry. At this time Zhongguan He Quan walked in and said respectfully: "Prince, the emperor has already ordered the meal. Please move to eat."

Yang Guang nodded, and said a very dignified "Yes", Zhongguan He Quan pushed a wheeled cart, helped Yang Guang sit on the wheeled cart, and pushed Yang Guang out of the road bedroom, to the place where meals were served. Go to the hall.

Yang Guang was thinking about pig’s trotters all the way. He heard that it’s pig’s trotter hot pot. He has eaten many kinds of hot pot, such as soy milk hot pot, coconut chicken hot pot, etc. He has never tried pig’s trotter hot pot. The taste of pig’s trotter is not bad. In addition to the various ingredients of the hot pot, it must be fragrant and fresh.

Yang Guang's wheelbarrow had just arrived at the gate of the hall, and before he entered, he heard chattering voices inside...

Yes, twitter!

There was someone in the inner hall, and it was a baby's voice, very loud, and the baby's voice said childishly: "Wow - the pig's trotter hot pot made by the Son of Heaven!"

"Wow - the nest has never smelled so fragrant!"

"Wow - what a fragrant duck! What a gluttonous duck!"

Yang Guang's eyelids twitched, what's the matter?Isn't it the pig's trotter hot pot that father made for himself?Why are there so many voices in the hall?When Yang Guang thought about it, he vaguely felt that something was wrong. Logically speaking, the cloth meals should be placed in the Lu Palace. In such a big place, any kind of meals can be placed there, but Yang Jian put the meals in other palaces... …

With a dark face, Yang Guang pushed open the door of the palace with a squeak, and as expected, the palace was crowded with people, Langya king Gao Yan, Bi Guogong Yu Wenxian, and even Ashina's daughter came, no wonder they seemed to have fallen into a toad pit. Like falling into a duck pen, one bite at a time.

Yang Jian was already in the hall. He was surrounded by three little buns. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and waved gently to Yang Guang, "Son, are you here? Come quickly."

Yang Guang chuckled, thinking that with three little children, his father would not need his own son.

Thinking of this, Yang Guang's chubby cheeks trembled twice, suddenly he felt something was wrong, why was his thinking so weird?Could it be that he was actually "jealous" with three big farts?

No, Yang Guang comforted himself and said that everything was to stabilize the crown prince.

Sure enough, Yu Wenxian had a broken bone, and he was also sitting in a wheelchair with his calf bound. He was three points more pitiful than Yang Guang.

Yang Jian took care of the four little buns and sat on the edge of the table. Naturally, everyone was "fighting" over who could sit next to Yang Jian. Yang Guang must sit next to Yang Jian. He is a little boy. Prince, even if he has not been formally canonized, he is still a legitimate little prince.

There is only one vacancy in the other hand, but both King Langya and the daughter of Ashina want to fight for this vacancy, and the daughter of Ashina said sternly, "You little girl, go aside!"

Prince Langya stomped his feet angrily, and said: "You are the little girl! Everyone says I am not a little girl! I want to sit next to the owner, I want me to want me! I want me to!"

Ashina put her hips on her hips and said, "I am a little girl! How many times have I told you that I am a little girl! I want to sit here, not for you, not for you!"

Yang Jian stretched out his hand to press his forehead, and said with a dry smile: "Look, the hot pot is going to be cold, or else...a lottery decision?"

"Wo no!" King Langya cried and said, "Wo no, no! Wo will sit here, don't let her sit!"

Ashina said, "I won't let you sit here either. Well, to be fair, we have to stop sitting here!"

Yang Guang had already sat down, put the pig's trotters between his chopsticks and put them in his Chengpan, pouting and blowing, when it was time, he said, "Turn left when you go out, so you don't want to see it off."

King Langya: "..."

Ashina country girl: "..."

The Ashina girl pulled her little hair and said, "Okay, then sit here!"

As she spoke, she pointed at Bi Guogong Yu Wenxian, who was burned by the flames of war. Yu Wenxian opened his big eyes in confusion, shook his finger, and said, "Wo...wo?"

When King Langya heard this, he had no objection, and said, "Okay! Let Womeng go and sit opposite, and no one should be next to the owner, that's only fair!"

Ashina's daughter immediately ran to the opposite side of the desk, and said with a smile, "Hey duck! I want to sit directly opposite the owner!"

"You scoundrel!" King Langya ran over a step too late, and said, "Wo wants to sit directly opposite, and wants to be seated!"

"I won't sit for you, I won't sit for you!"

"I want to sit in the nest and sit in the nest!"

"No!"

"I want it!"

Yang Jian: "..." A new round of bun wars has begun.

Yang Jian smiled awkwardly at Yang Guang and Yu Wenxian, and said, "It seems that they are not hungry yet, why don't we eat first?"

Yang Guang has already started to eat. The pig's trotters are full of gum, and the outer skin is elastic and chewy, but it is very soft and waxy when biting into it. Sure enough, it is the biggest essence of pig's trotters.

Yang Jian taught Yang Guang to eat with sauce, saying: "Son, try it, it will enhance the taste even more if you dip it in sesame sauce."

"Wow——" Yang Guang hadn't eaten yet, but Yu Wenxian, the little bun, said in admiration: "You are so thick! The master, the master is too tired!"

Yu Wenxian always speaks softly, Yang Jian smiled and said: "Eat more if you like, I have made a lot, I guarantee you will have enough."

As he spoke, he saw a little sesame paste rubbed on Yu Wenxian's chubby face. Yu Wenxian's food was so delicious that he didn't notice it at all. Yang Jian picked up the handkerchief and wanted to wipe it off for Yu Wenxian.

"cough!"

Yang Jian stretched his hand halfway, and just about to touch Yu Wenxian's soft cheek, suddenly there was a coughing sound from his back, Yang Jian inexplicably felt "a thrill", as if there was a cold gaze, ruthlessly poking Yang Jian's back spine.

Yang Jian's movement got stuck, and he stretched out his hand, and instead of wiping the little bun Yu Wenxian, he made a "natural" turn, stuffed the handkerchief in Yu Wenxian's hand, and said with a smile: "Wipe your mouth, rub your mouth!" arrive."

Yu Wenxian blinked, and quickly wiped his small mouth with a handkerchief, and sure enough, he touched the sesame sauce, and said in a childish voice, "Master Crab!"

Only then did Yang Jian turn around, and sure enough, he saw someone staring at him, and it was naturally his cheap son Yang Guang.

Yang Guang gnawed on the pig's trotter. The pig's trotter was obviously stewed very soft, but Yang Guang was able to bite it until it made a "cracking" sound.

Seeing that his pig's trotters were almost eaten, Yang Jian held his sleeve robe and picked two pieces for Yang Guang himself. He knew that Yang Guang liked the tip of pig's trotters, and relatively speaking, he liked the front. He didn't want to eat it until he was still satisfied, so he fished out two pieces of tip from the pot, put them in his Chengpan, and picked up two pieces of stewed wax gourd.

Then he leaned down and whispered in Yang Guang's ear: "Don't worry, son, no matter how many buns father has, father still loves his son the most."

I don't know if Yang Guang was moved when he heard it, he raised his chubby little lips, slanted one side, and said the most embarrassing words in the milkiest voice: "How many buns does the emperor want?" ?”

Yang Jian: "..." Accidentally said what was in my heart?

Yang Jian said with a dry smile: "Eat, eat pig's trotters, son, is this pillow melon stewed? It's also delicious. It's as delicious when dipped in sesame sauce. If you don't believe me, try it."

Yang Jian was interrupting when he heard Zhongguan He Quan's voice saying: "My lord, General Wei Yi is asking to see you."

Wei Yi?

Yang Jian said, "Let's pass it on."

Wei Yi was dressed in a suit and strode in from the outside. He heard that the owner was eating here, but he didn't expect that the owner was eating with four little buns.

Wei Yi cupped his hands and said: "Master, General Wei Xiaokuan will return to Beijing tomorrow, there is something that I need to report."

When he said this, he didn't continue to speak. The meaning was obvious, as if he didn't want to say it in front of everyone.

Except for Yang Jian, there were all little buns present, of course, there were some servants such as middle officials and court ladies, Wei Yi was cautious and didn't say anything immediately.

Yang Jian understood what he meant and said, "Follow me to the side hall."

Yang Jian and Wei Yi went to the side hall next door, and the four little buns continued to gnaw on the pig's trotters. King Langya said strangely, "What's going on, it's so mysterious!"

Ashina country girl said: "Ah duck, you care so much, just eat your pig's trotters!"

Yu Wenxian just said sweetly: "It's so thick! The trotters are so thick!"

Yang Guang squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the palace gate, thoughtfully.

Yang Jian went away for a while, and when he came back, Wei Yi had already left, and Yang Jian came back alone. The little buns were amazing in fighting power, and they had already eaten almost everything. How much, I have added some soup, and started to eat vegetables and meat.

When they are full, the little buns are still full of desires and want to eat some desserts. Yang Jian has already prepared for it and asked the dining room to prepare sweet glutinous rice balls.

The little buns came to the bedroom palace, obediently waiting to eat sweet glutinous rice balls, Langya Wang Gaoyan was naturally restless, so he couldn't sit still, so he suggested, "Let's be cute and playful!"

Yu Wenxian said: "Stubborn horse?"

Langya Wang Gaoyan said: "Well... I am here to catch ghosts! Come and catch them, you are all ghosts!"

Yang Guang glanced at King Langya contemptuously, he was "a little old", and he didn't want to mess around with them, it was too childish.

But Ashina and Yu Wenxian are all eager to try. The oldest Ashina is only nine years old, and she is still a baby. It is only natural that her childlike innocence is still alive.

The three little buns hit it off immediately and said, "What a duck! Let's be a naughty duck!"

King Langya said to Yang Guang: "It's too papery! You come to be stubborn too! I'll let you catch it, okay?"

Yang Guang said indifferently: "I won't go."

King Langya was very disappointed and said: "Hey, it's too papery to be stubborn?"

He said, then turned his head to Yang Jian and said, "Master, master! You must be stubborn, too!"

Yang Jian never played hide-and-seek when he was a child. In fact, he really wanted to play hide-and-seek, to experience the innocence of a child, but now that he is the owner of the owner, decency is very important, so he said: "You guys play it."

"This duck..."

So King Langya, the daughter of Ashina, and the little bun Yu Wenxian are still playing hide-and-seek and ghost-catching in the palace.

The bedroom on the road is big enough, the East Hall, West Hall, Front Hall, North Hall, West House, East House, West House, East House, such a big place is enough for them to hide and seek.

King Langya said with a smile, "Let's begin—the nest is about to be caught!"

The daughter of Ashina and Yu Wenxian ran away in a hurry. Yu Wenxian had bad legs and his calf was still broken. He ran to the east room with a small crutch, which was Yang Jian's usual bedroom. When he saw the dragon bed, his eyes widened. Liang, simply hide under the bed, intending to hide under the bed to ensure that King Langya can't find him.

King Langya immediately caught the daughter of Ashina. The girl of Ashina hid under the door of the east room, thinking that she was hiding tightly, but was seen by King Langya who walked in. Immediately there was chattering laughter.

"Caught it! You are so stupid!"

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count! I want to hide again!"

"No, no, no, the nest has caught you!"

Yang Guang shook his head helplessly and said, "It's boring."

Yang Jian found it quite interesting to watch the little children hide and seek. Although it was indeed a little childish, just looking at it made him feel childlike, which was something that he had never had in his past.

King Langya captured Ashina's daughter, who wanted to play tricks on her, but King Langya refused and started looking for Yu Wenxian.

King Langya covered his mouth and laughed snickeringly, "Wo saw him hiding in the imperial court just now!"

The Taishi is where Yang Jian slept. Just now, when the daughter of Ashina and Yu Wenxian were hiding, King Langya committed a crime. In fact, he didn’t close his eyes. The daughter of Ashina ran fast, so he didn’t see clearly. Xian's legs and feet are bad, King Langya could see clearly that he must have entered the imperial court.

King Langya rushed into the imperial room full of confidence, but before he got there, he heard a scream from inside.

"what--"

Everyone was startled, and they all rushed to the imperial room, only to see the little bun Yu Wenxian's cane thrown aside, the whole person fell to the ground, and beside him was a strange-looking... doll?

The doll was made of rattan, and it looked very simple, with big holes in the eyes and mouth, rough and weird, and a small piece of paper was stuck on the stomach with the word "Yang Jian" written on it.

It's just a witchcraft doll!

"What's going on?" Yang Jian strode over and saw such a scene.

The witchcraft doll fell to the ground, and Yu Wenxian fell to the side, his palms were red, swollen and bloodshot, as if he had been burned by something.

Yu Wenxian cried out in pain, sobbing and said: "Wow woo woo woo woo woo... There is a... doll under the bed... woo woo, pricking hand, so, so painful woo woo... "

After careful interrogation by everyone, they understood that Yu Wenxian ran into the imperial room, trying to hide under the bed, and immediately crawled in with great difficulty, Yu Wenxian saw such a doll, which was a bit ugly.

Yu Wenxian was young, so he didn't know that it was a witchcraft doll. Although it was ugly, it looked very interesting, so he picked it up and threw it away. Suddenly, he thought that he had left his crutches outside. Outside, King Langya will also notice it at a glance.

So Yu Wenxian took the doll and crawled out from under the bed. Who knew that just after crawling out, he felt something wrong with his palms, prickly, itchy, and a little painful. Red and swollen, swollen visible to the naked eye, congested and erythema.

Yang Jian immediately said: "Quickly, call Dr. Xu!"

Xu Minqi ran over in a hurry, and immediately checked the palm of Bi Guogong Yu Wenxian, and said with a rather ugly face: "It is... poisonous."

Yang Jian is a modern person, so he doesn't really believe in witchcraft. The witchcraft burned Yu Wenxian's palm. This kind of statement is even more nonsense. Sure enough, Xu Minqi saw that the problem lies in this witchcraft doll. Poisonous substance was applied.

Yu Wenxian held the doll by the handle, he was so young, his palm was burned immediately.

Xu Minqi moved nimbly, cleaned and detoxified Yu Wenxian's palm, and prescribed a prescription for people to make soup.

Yang Guang squinted his cold eyes, staring at the voodoo doll that fell on the ground, seemingly thoughtful.

This voodoo doll was clearly cursing Yang Jian, and there was Yang Jian's name on it, and more than that, it was placed under Yang Jian's bed, but the question is, who is it that wants to curse Yang Jian.

Yang Jian turned cold and said, "Bring all the palace servants from Lu's bedroom."

The officials, maids, and guards guarding the Lu bedroom were all brought over, and everyone knelt down, seeing the witch doll on the ground at a glance, and they were all trembling with fright.

You must know that witchcraft these days is a forbidden technique, especially cursing the emperor, its heart is sinister, if the culprit can be caught, it will be easy to deal with, if not, the palace people in the palace may not be able to escape.

"My lord, please spare my life! My lord, please forgive me!"

"My lord, the servant girl doesn't know!"

"Your servant doesn't even know about it! You are the master!"

Everyone knelt down on the ground, crying and begging for mercy. Yang Guang glanced around and said lightly: "The bedroom on the road is the emperor's bedroom, and the imperial palace is the most important place in the imperial palace. The only ones who can enter the imperial palace are you. Has no one confessed?"

Regardless of Yang Guang's young age, he was not small in style, and the palace officials were so frightened that they trembled even more, they did not dare to raise their heads, and knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy.

"Prince Mingjian! It's really not a little minister! The little minister was wronged!"

"It's not the servant girl, the servant girl was wronged..."

Everyone was crying and shouting, one of the servant girls was trembling, and suddenly said: "My servant...Although I...haven't seen it with my own eyes, I seem to know who it is."

Yang Guang narrowed his eyes and said, "Like?"

The palace maid grabbed the ground with her head, shivering and did not dare to look up, and said: "Yesterday...yesterday, the maid accidentally bumped into He Zhongguan...he...he came out of the imperial room in a hurry, as if there was something..."

He Quan?

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on He Quan, staring at He Quan.

He Quan is an old man in the Lu bedroom. He entered the palace at a young age and has been serving in the Lu bedroom. When Yu Wenyong was the emperor, He Quan was here. He has always been cautious, not too prominent, and will not do wrong , I wish I could be like a transparent person with no sense of existence at all.

The palace lady suddenly identified He Quan, and the other palace people were all surprised.

He Quan knelt on the ground, his complexion changed obviously, but he didn't admit it, he kowtowed and said: "The emperor's lesson is clear, the prince's lesson is clear! I have no reason to do this at all. To practice witchcraft and murder the emperor is a capital offense! Well, even if I have a hundred heads, I don't dare to do such a thing, there must be someone who wants to frame Xiaochen."

The servant girl hurriedly shouted: "Tianzi Mingjian! Prince Mingjian! This servant has no grievances or enmities with He Zhongguan, and will never frame He Zhongguan! This servant really saw it..."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and said, "What did you see?"

The maid said: "Maid... The maid saw that He Zhongguan entered the imperial room, but it was not He Zhongguan who was on duty that day, and it seemed that there was something in his arms. The maid didn't think much about it at the time, so I didn't see what it was, and then Zhongguan He came out of the imperial room in a hurry, and the corner of his robe was still stained with dirt..."

In order to make her words more convincing, the maid hurriedly said: "It is impossible for maidservants to take care of the palace every day, unless...unless it is under the dragon bed..."

When the servant girl said this, the other middle official seemed to remember something, and said, "That's right! I also remembered, it wasn't He Zhongguan who was on duty yesterday, and the little minister... also saw He Zhongguan gone."

A guard said: "He Zhongguan was loyal to the Lord of the previous Zhou. I am afraid that... when the Lord of Zhou passed away, the humble general saw He Zhongguan weeping secretly, maybe, maybe..."

In this way, the evidence is conclusive, multiple witnesses, and there are motives, the witch and Gu are none other than He Quan!

When Zhongguan He Quan heard this, he suddenly laughed. His laughter was very strange, with a trace of hoarseness and relief. The action is simply the default!

Yang Jian stared at He Quan with a frown, and said, "The matter of witches and Gu is what you did?"

He Quan didn't speak, just sat slumped in the main hall of Lu Palace like a walking corpse, motionless, no matter what people asked, he just didn't say anything.

At this moment, Xu Minqi came in from the outside, cupped his hands and said, "Qi... I'm here, my lord, Wuwuwuwu—the poisonous powder on the witchcraft, there's something...strange..."

Yang Jian said, "How strange?"

Xu Minqi replied: "Poison powder is too—too expensive."

Poison powder is too expensive?According to Xu Minqi, this poisonous powder is so expensive that ordinary people can't get it. He Quan is just a small middle-ranking official. He respects He Quan very much, He Quan's rewards are not many, and he will definitely not be able to save so much money.

in other words……

Yang Jian looked at He Quan, raised his lips and said, "Someone ordered you behind your back?"

He Quan's eyelids moved slightly, but he still didn't speak.

He Quan's actions made Yang Jian more certain that there was indeed someone behind him. Even if Yang Jian succeeds in ascending the throne and becoming emperor, there are still many people who want to kill Yang Jian.

He Quan refused to say anything, but Yang Jian waved his hand: "Get escorted."

"Yes!"

The imperial guards escorted He Quan, put him under strict supervision, and handed it over to Wei Yi, who asked him to interrogate the person behind He Quan.

The matter of He Quan is not small, he even cursed the owner with a witchcraft doll, and at the moment when he was about to be appointed as the crown prince, Yu Wenyong, who lives in "recluse" in the Duke's mansion of Shu, also heard about the ups and downs in Chang'an City. thing.

Yu Wenyong lay leisurely on the soft couch, picked up a piece of pastry, took a bite, and said with a smile: "He Quan? He Quan is usually the least courageous. It’s just a slave, he shed tears for me, I really can’t figure it out.”

Yuchi Youqi frowned, and said, "So...what exactly is He Quan doing?"

Yu Wenyong said: "I'm afraid all of this is just a cover. He Quan has been arrested and imprisoned. This matter is no small matter. The people behind it must want to abandon He Quan's pawn. Killing and silence is indispensable. Let your A good master arranges trustworthy people to sit in prison and wait for rabbits, maybe it will be effective."

"That's right!" Yuchi Youqi clapped his hands and said, "Exactly! I have to tell the owner immediately!"

As he said, he hurriedly ran out of the Duke of Shu's mansion without looking back. Yu Wenyong half-lyed down eating snacks, watched Yuchi Youqi leave in a hurry, almost choked to death by the snacks, coughed hard and said: "Really?" gone!"

Yang Jian arranged a manpower in the prison, and just one day later, Wei Yi came to find Yang Jian, as if he had something to report.

Yang Jian said, "Have you caught the instigator?"

"That's...not." Wei Yi scratched the back of his head, and said falteringly: "The instigator wasn't caught, but the people from Duke Bi's mansion were caught."

Yang Guang frowned and said, "Yu Wenxian?"

Wei Yi nodded, and said: "The master and the crown prince don't know something, the people of Duke Bi's mansion heard that He Quan's voodoo doll almost harmed their Duke, so he was so angry that he went to jail, and secretly used it for He Quan. I lost half of my life, but luckily I went early, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get half of my life back."

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, Yu Wenxian's little fleshy hand was so red and swollen, his skin was almost rotten from the burn, no wonder the people in Bi Guogong's mansion were angry.

Yang Jian pondered for a while, and said: "Prepare the luggage cart, I want to go to the prison myself."

Yang Guang disagreed very much, after all, places like prisons are too dirty.

But Yang Jian said: "My son's canonization ceremony is right in front of us, nothing can go wrong, I want to go there myself."

Yang Jian wanted to register Yang Guang's affairs, but Yang Guang was a little moved in his heart, and said, "The son will also go with his father."

Wei Yi prepared the cart, and a group of people went out of the palace to the prison. The jailer and guards heard that He Quan was going to be interrogated in person, so they hurriedly made preparations. Greetings to the prince!"

Yang Jian said lightly: "There is no need to be polite, bring He Quan up for trial."

"Yes Yes!"

The prisoner went to interrogate He Quan, and there was a clanging sound, which was the sound of the chains hitting, and he saw two soldiers carrying a young man covered in blood walking from the depths of the cell.

A strong smell of blood rushed towards his face. Although He Quan was not very good-looking in the past, he had straight eyebrows and looked absolutely not ugly at first glance. Good skin, the blood glistening skin is torn apart, and the original appearance of a face can hardly be seen.

If it weren't for the two guards supporting him, He Quan couldn't stand at all.

"Kangling——" the prison guard brought He Quan up and made him kneel on the ground, tightly chained.