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During the days in the art troupe, Iris lived the most relaxed time.

He traveled all over the state capitals of Dasheng and saw all kinds of customs and customs. These experiences constantly inspired his creative inspiration and made him immerse himself in the music.

Not long ago, he went to a town to perform and heard the local slang, which had a wonderful rhythm.

Hearing Dong'an King's call, Yuanwei's irritability of being interrupted instantly dissipated, and she immediately got up and rushed to the Dong'an King's mansion.

When he came, Lou Yu was writing at his desk.

"My servant greets the prince." Iris bowed respectfully.

Without raising his head, Lou Yu said, "Your Majesty contacted your organization and planned an assassination."

Iris was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him.

"My lord..."

Lou Yu finally finished writing the letter, put the letter in an envelope, looked up at Yuanwei, and said gently and calmly: "You don't seem surprised, so the organization left by Huizong will really continue to work for the new emperor? "

Yuanwei knelt on the ground and argued: "My lord, I have really left the organization. I came to Qingzhou just to make a living, not for any other purpose."

He was worried that Lou Yu would misunderstand him, thinking that he was a spy sent by the current emperor.

"I know," Lou Yu smiled, "When you left the capital, His Majesty was still on his way to the northwest, how could it be that His Majesty sent you here?"

Iris breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Highness is wise."

"But I still want to ask a question." Lou Yu suppressed his smile and said in a low tone, "Your organization has survived to this day, which shows that you have a certain amount of self-preservation power. Why did you insist on fleeing the capital despite the danger and coming to our remote village? Woolen cloth?"

Yuanwei Xiu's eyes widened: "Because I want to be free, I don't want to live like a mouse in the gutter anymore. I have no relatives and I don't know where to go. I just heard that the prince is crusade against the rebels, so I made up my mind to come to Qingzhou."

"Freedom..." Lou Yu said lightly, "If you really want to be free, I think the chorus has trapped you, and I can set you free."

iris:"……"

He asked in panic, "What does your lord mean?"

Lou Yu said earnestly: "I let you go free, okay?"

Yuanwei bowed her head and cried: "I am very happy now, and I don't feel unfree. I beg the prince to show mercy and let this slave stay!"

"Tell me, why did you come to Gyeongju?"

Iris opened her mouth.

Lou Yu: "If you don't tell the truth, I will expel you from Bazhou immediately."

iris:"……"

He bowed his head in silence for a moment, finally raised his head to look at Lou Yu, and said respectfully: "I didn't intend to deceive, but the rules are like this, and I have to obey."

Lou Yu asked, "What rules?"

"After Huizong hanged himself, all the royal family members in the capital, except the prince, were killed by the rebels. The organization has no leader, so we can only find a new master."

He looked at Lou Yu with burning eyes: "The vassal kings from all over the world are all of Lou's blood, so..."

"So you were assigned to various places to investigate the details of each vassal king, and then decide which master to follow in the future?"

"It's not assigned, but voluntary. However, when the rebels entered the city, the organization was indeed unsustainable. I came to Qingzhou voluntarily. I didn't lie to the prince about this."

Lou Yu couldn't help laughing, "Since His Majesty has ascended the throne, why do you still stay in Gyeongju?"

"It was what I saw in Gyeongju that made me choose to stay. Iris said solemnly, "I feel that I have found the real master. "

"That's all?" Lou Yu didn't believe it.

"Also, Tang Cheng is getting more and more arrogant, the current emperor can't suppress him, only you in the world can eliminate the traitors and revive the Lou family!"

Lou Yu: "..."

If what Iris said is true, it means that this group of organizations is completely loyal to the Lou clan, at least to the people on the dragon chair.

"When was your organization established? What is its purpose? Who does it take orders from?"

Yuanwei confessed: "It was created by Emperor Taizu, and it only obeys the emperor's orders."

Lou Yu's eyes were pale, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"So, you are now obeying the orders of the Holy One?"

Yuanwei immediately kowtowed and explained: "In case of war, you can find a new master. Now that the slave has found a new master, he will no longer obey the orders of the capital. Please be careful, my lord!"

Lou Yu was surprised: "Is it so casual?"

"..."

Iris laughed, "It's just to avoid alienation."

Lou Yu understood: "That is to say, since you decided to come to Gyeongju, you can no longer return to the power center, right?"

"Yes."

Lou Yu sighed, "That would be difficult."

Yuanwei's eyes were slightly red: "Please don't drive the slave away, I will definitely compose more songs in the future, and I won't disappoint the prince!"

You can see that he really loves to create.

Lou Yu said: "Your Majesty Chun Geng's assassination must have been done by them."

Iris didn't know about this, but it didn't prevent him from understanding.

"I heard that Tang Cheng controls the inside and outside of the capital, and I am afraid that they are the only ones that His Majesty can secretly mobilize."

"How did you get in touch?"

Now that the words have come to this point, Iris naturally knows everything.

After he explained the contact information, he reminded: "My lord, even if I can contact them, I have been expelled from the organization, and they will not care about me."

He thought that Lou Yu wanted him to contact the organization in Beijing to do things.

Lou Yu smiled: "You don't need to do this. I just want to know how you communicated with His Majesty without being discovered."

Iris thought exquisitely, "I understand."

He reminded Lou Yu: "But I don't have any proof of identity in my hands. Even if the prince sends someone to contact His Majesty secretly, His Majesty may not believe it."

They convey messages and must leave their identity stamps, otherwise they will be invalid.

Lou Yu said meaningfully: "I don't need him to believe, I just need him to see, and others can't see."

If he guessed correctly, Lou Bing directed and acted out a scene in which Chun Geng was assassinated, just to exchange blood for the Imperial Guard in a fair and reasonable way.

This is the first line of defense of the palace gate.

It can't resist Tang Cheng's tens of thousands of troops, but it may hinder Tang Cheng's plan to a certain extent.

Confusing royal blood is no small matter.

However, Tang Cheng's power is so huge, just changing senior generals, will he be able to stop Tang Cheng's plan?

To Tang Cheng, wanting to change a child into the palace is not just asking for help.

In other words, Lou Bing's move is of little significance.

Then, why did Lou Bing still do this?

Lou Yu thought carefully from Lou Bing's point of view, and after eliminating all the impossibilities, there was only one possibility left.

Lou Bingxiang and Tang Cheng died.

But the strength of the two sides is very different, even if Lou Bing tried his best, he could only cut off a trace of Tang Cheng's blood.

How should the emperor's heir deal with it?

There is no paternity test in Dasheng, and no one can prove whether the child born to Concubine Tang Gui is of royal blood.

Once Lou Bing dies, Tang Cheng can still support the "little prince" and assist the court as regent.

In this way, Lou Yu's situation will become very unfavorable.

He didn't know what Lou Bing's specific plan was, but judging from the data analysis, Lou Bing's success rate was almost zero.

Lou Yu didn't want to sit still, he had to take the initiative.

Since Lou Bing was able to exchange information with the organization secretly cultivated by the royal family under Tang Cheng's supervision, it means that this organization must have a channel for transmitting information that others cannot discover.

Lou Yu only needed this channel.

He asked Iris to teach Feng Sanmo the channel of information transmission, and then told Feng Sanmo: "Follow my instructions, pass the plan to Lou Bing."

"What if he doesn't believe it?" Feng Sanmo asked.

Without evidence, how could Lou Bing believe in the plan that appeared out of thin air?

Lou Yu said lightly, "He has no choice."

In order to ensure the continuation of the Lou family as much as possible, Lou Bing had to follow his plan.

Unless, he wants to be the eternal sinner who lost Lou's family.

"Also, this letter should be sent to Zhannan by Anbu as soon as possible, and handed over to the Second Princess in person. Don't let others know."

"Yes!"

Feng Sanmo took the order to retreat.

Lou Yu sighed and rubbed his temples.

If only someone could press it for him.

As soon as the thought came up, Huo Yan appeared in the porch in the afterglow of the setting sun.

He is extraordinarily heroic and upright.

Lou Yu suddenly smiled, as if a tired bird had returned to the forest, and all the exhaustion in his heart had found a resting place.

His fingertips were still pressed against his temples.

Huo Yan frowned, quickly cleaned his hands, walked behind him, and pressed gently.

"Don't worry too much."

Lou Yu leaned lazily on him, closed his eyes and meditated: "Lou Bing has already planned to put all his eggs in one basket, I can't do nothing."

It has come to this point, there can be no more mistakes.

He needs to take the initiative to control the situation, not react reactively.

In the blink of an eye, the light is fleeting.

On March [-]th of the second year of Jiaxi's reign, Lou Bing did not appear at the court meeting for the first time.

The courtiers talked a lot.

You know, in the past no matter how bad his physical condition was, Lou Bing would sit on the dragon chair on time to participate in the court meeting.

What happened?

Is the emperor really dying?

Tang Cheng asked someone to inquire, and after a while, he got the news that the emperor was haunted by a nightmare.

What?

You can live in a nightmare even if you have a dream, what a terrible dream it must be.

Now that the emperor's heir has not yet been born, it is naturally impossible for Tang Cheng to let something happen to Lou Bing.

He asked: "Have you asked the imperial doctor to look at it?"

"It was seeing the imperial physician that the time to go to court was delayed."

Tang Cheng said: "Then will His Majesty still go to court today?"

As soon as the words fell, a servant shouted from outside the hall: "Your Majesty is here—"

Lou Bing stepped into the hall with a pale complexion, shaking his head while going up the steps, as if he was out of his mind.

He sat on the dragon chair, and all the courtiers knelt down to salute, but Tang Cheng only half-kneeled.

Lou Bingxu said weakly, "Let's all be flat."

The servant next to him spoke at the right time: "If you have something to play, you will leave the court if you have nothing to do."

Of course the ministers had something to do, and one by one they came out with wat boards in their hands.

They talked nonsense, talking about shitty things, and they didn't dare to touch any serious things.

Lou Bing looked down at the courtiers in the palace, his dark eyes were somewhat gloomy.

He suddenly said: "Leave these things in advance, I have a severe headache, and there seems to be someone buzzing non-stop in my mind. Is it because you have talked too much and have hallucinations? Dear dear friends, I have a headache. How to cure the problem?"

Someone came out: "It should be that His Majesty does not have enough rest, please take care of the dragon's body!"

The rest of the people also echoed "Take care of the dragon body".

Lou Bing sneered in his heart.

He said to tell him to take care, but knowing that Tang Cheng had harmed him, how many people were really willing to stand up?

A group of sanctimonious silverfish!

After the morning court was over, Lou Bing went back to the dormitory to rest with the help of his servant because of a headache.

There are eyes and ears monitoring both inside and outside the dormitory.

After about a stick of incense, Lou Bing suddenly yelled and sat up from the bed, his eyes were red, his face was sad, his hair was disheveled, and he was out of his mind.

The servant immediately came in and asked, "Your Majesty has been haunted again? I'll send someone to call the imperial physician!"

After a while, the doctor came.

After taking Lou Bing's pulse, he still said: "Your Majesty may be a nightmare caused by excessive worry."

Lou Bing said angrily: "Is there no solution?!"

"My minister gave His Majesty a prescription to soothe the nerves."

"roll!"

However, the calming potion was useless, and Lou Bing was paralyzed again when he was sleeping at night, and when he opened his eyes, he looked very strange.

When the imperial physician came, he only heard Lou Bing say quietly: "I have seen the late emperor."

The servants and the imperial physician were all so frightened that they knelt down.

"I also heard that the late emperor scolded me."

"..."

There was silence in the hall, only the sound of heavy and trembling breathing could be heard.

Lou Bing's voice was hoarse, his tone was strange, his complexion was as pale as a ghost, and he looked particularly eerie in the dark hall.

The imperial physician thumped in his heart, could it be that His Majesty is suffering from hysteria?

It is not impossible for His Majesty to go crazy after being suppressed for a long time.

Lou Bing approached him, his tone even colder.

"The first emperor kept scolding me, and I couldn't sleep because of the noise, what should I do?"

The imperial physician thought to himself, Your Majesty's body is already in a severe deficit, if you don't rest well, it will only exacerbate the decline of your body.

But he really can't help it!

Drinking so many sedatives didn't work, so I'm afraid I have to find another way.

And dreaming about the first emperor was too scary.

Of course, mysterious things have to be handled by mysterious people.

He didn't dare to make up his own mind, so he said: "Your Majesty, if you often dream about the late emperor, you might as well ask the Taoist priests of Ziyun Temple to take a look."

Lou Bing was taken aback, and couldn't help cursing angrily: "Are you saying I'm crazy?!"

"Your Majesty, forgive me! How dare I!" The imperial doctor quickly turned his head, "I just think that since Your Majesty often dreams of the late emperor, it may be caused by the late emperor's dream, and only the Taoist priest in the temple can interpret the dream. "

"The first emperor had a dream?" Lou Bing was stunned for a moment, "Why did the first emperor entrust me with a dream? Could it be because I didn't do well enough?"

The servant asked at the right time: "Your Majesty, would you like to invite Daoist Qinghe to come out of the temple tomorrow?"

Taoist Master Qinghe is the master of Ziyun Temple, and his Taoism is extremely profound.

Lou Bing nodded: "Go and invite Daoist Qinghe to enter the palace to interpret dreams tomorrow!"

Things in the palace cannot be hidden from Tang Cheng.

But the replacement of the Praetorian Guard delayed the spread of the news.

In the past, Tang Cheng would have gotten the news that night, but now it was the next day when the palace gates opened, and the news came out.

His eyes were cold and stern: "What the hell is Lou Bing going to do in the first emperor's dream?"

The military adviser said: "Your Majesty can't figure out what His Majesty is thinking at the moment, so you can only wait and see."

"It doesn't matter, it's just a dying struggle." Tang Cheng didn't care too much, "Even if a mere Taoist priest is invited into the palace, can he still refine an elixir to make him alive and kicking immediately?"

The military division thinks so.

Just a Taoist priest, not of much use.

When it was early in the court, Tang Cheng came out and said: "Your Majesty, I heard that you want to invite Daoist Qinghe to enter the palace. Could it be that you want to refine the elixir? Your Majesty, the elixir is not edible. If you accidentally take the inferior elixir , could it be..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present understood his intention.

Lou Bing desperately grabbed the armrest of the dragon chair.

Tang Cheng deliberately said that pills harm people, but it was just to pave the way for his "violent death" in the future.

When he died, he could put the blame on the Taoist priest.

But if he invited a Taoist priest into the palace, he would be able to think of this poisonous trick, which is quite a wise plan.

The officials below echoed: "Yes, Your Majesty, don't eat too many pills, it may hurt the dragon's body!"

In the eyes of the world, Lou Bing's current body is still healthy, if he died suddenly one day, it would be suspicious.

So Tang Cheng is now going to confirm the poisoning of the elixir.

Lou Bing coughed lightly, and said calmly, "It's not about making elixirs. It's just that I have often dreamed about the late emperor these two days, and the late emperor seemed to want to tell me something. I really feel uneasy, and the imperial doctor used sedative medicine, but it was useless. "

Everyone: "..."

Even the first emperor moved out? !

Lou Bing continued: "I was reminded by the imperial physician last night, so I decided to invite Daoist Qinghe to enter the palace to interpret my dream."

Even if most of the people present didn't believe it, they had heard of Daoist Qinghe's name.

This is the Taoist priest with the most profound Taoism in Dasheng.

The emperor asked him to interpret his dream, nothing wrong!

Even if there is no deliberate publicity, the people in the capital know about it.

why?

Because Daoist Qinghe is too famous.

The courtiers read the books of sages and sages. They may not believe in ghosts and gods, but ordinary people do!

Otherwise, how could Ziyun Temple be so popular?

Daoist Qinghe is the master of the temple, and ordinary people can't see it at all.

He has been practicing Taoism in closed doors all year round, and does not care about world affairs.

But today, the common people who went to Ziyun Temple to offer incense saw the owner of the temple driving.

"I, I'm not mistaken! Is that the Lord's car!"

"It seems so! Could it be that the master of the temple has left the customs? But even if he leaves the temple, he won't go down the mountain!"

"Except for Guanzhu, which Taoist leader can have such a pomp!"

"It must be the temple master! My God! I saw the living Daoist Qinghe!"

"Bah, bah, the Taoist priest is alive!"

"I don't know what the audience is going to do."

"My uncle works in the palace. I heard that the late emperor entrusted the dream to the Holy Majesty, and the Holy Majesty specially invited the Master to enter the palace to interpret the dream."

"Really? The first emperor entrusted his dream, nothing will happen, right?"

"Who knows, let's wait for what the viewer has to say."

Because the master of Ziyun Temple is so famous, almost all the people in the capital are waiting for the follow-up of the matter.

They were all curious about what the Xiandi entrusted a dream to mean.

Taoist Qinghe stopped outside the gate of the palace.

A group of low-level Taoist priests and disciples respectfully waited for the spectator to get off the car.

Daoist Qinghe wore a green robe, white eyebrows and long beard, and the wooden hairpin on his hair was plain and unadorned.

There is no trace of extravagance in the whole body, showing the spirit of immortality.

It is said that he has reached the age of retirement, but his body is still strong and strong.

His eyes are calm and inclusive, as if he has seen all the mortal world, especially open-minded and transparent.

Even the guards at the palace gate couldn't help but stand in awe.

Such a god, if not invited by the Holy One, I am afraid that he would not step into this world of mortals.

Taoist Priest Qinghe led the Taoists, big and small, slowly through the palace gate, across the long Qingshi road, and met Lou Bing in Guangde Hall.

At this time, the court meeting has just ended, and all the officials have not yet left.

Taoist Master Qinghe is an outsider, so he doesn't have to follow the common etiquette, so he only follows the etiquette of the Taoist school.

Lou Bingwen said: "It's hard work for Guanzhu to run all the way."

The rest were a little confused.

What's the situation, it's time to start dream interpretation?Should they go or stay?

Taoist Master Qinghe looked at Lou Bing carefully, suddenly looked compassionate, and sighed: "The late emperor entrusted His Majesty with a dream, it was really hard work with good intentions!"

Everyone: "..."

Daoist Qinghe spoke truthfully, as if the late emperor had really conjured up a dream.

Lou Bing asked, "I don't know if the temple master can interpret my dream for me?"

Daoist Qinghe nodded: "Yes. Please allow the poor way to open the altar."

Lou Bing naturally would not refuse.

It was not a trivial matter for the first emperor to conceive a dream, and the ritual of dream interpretation was quite complicated.

Tang Cheng wanted to find out what Lou Bing was up to, so he stayed to watch the fun.

Seeing this, the rest of the courtiers also followed.

Daoist Qinghe was very capable in business, and he was not frightened by the gazes of the officials at all, his heart was calm and his expression was calm.

If you want to know the reason why the first emperor dreamed, you must communicate with the gods.

It took a full hour for a set of rituals, and the ministers did not go to order with peace of mind.

After all, it is a big deal for the first emperor to have a dream!

What could be more important than what the late Emperor wanted to say?

At the end of a set of ceremonies, Taoist Master Qinghe was still immortal, and there was no sweat on his forehead.

Everyone faintly admired it. Could it be that this person is actually a real god?

You know, the sun is on their heads now, and they are all sweating from the sun just standing here.

And this Taoist priest is said to be over a hundred years old, how could it not be surprising that he didn't sweat at all after gesturing for so long?

Tang Cheng frowned fiercely.

He suddenly felt a little uneasy.

At this moment, Taoist Master Qinghe stopped the ceremony, handed a compass to the disciples, and said to Lou Bing, "Your Majesty, just now the poor Taoist communicated with Yin and Yang, and I already know the late emperor's intention."

"Teacher, please tell me." Lou Bing looked devout.

Taoist Priest Qinghe said: "The first emperor entrusted His Majesty with a dream because he was worried about the emperor's heir."

Emperor's heir? !

Tang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, but after thinking about it carefully, he sneered secretly.

Could it be that Lou Bing wanted to get rid of the fetus in the womb of the imperial concubine through the mouth of the Taoist priest?

Oh, it's too naive!

Has Lou Bing reached such a desperate situation?

He even used such stupid tricks as gods, gods and ghosts!

He was just waiting for what kind of bullshit this so-called temple master could say!

If he said something like "the imperial concubine is pregnant with a wild species", he had ten thousand ways to deal with it.

Lou Bing looked surprised: "The emperor's heir? How about the emperor's heir?"

"Your Majesty, don't be impatient, wait for the poor to give it a try."

After Qinghe Daoist spoke, he ordered his disciples to approach the officials with a compass.

Everyone: What is this for?

Qinghe said at the right time: "Pindao didn't mean to offend you, but the emperor's heirs are related to the country, the country, and the pindao had to do this. I hope the sea will be in harmony."

It's all about Jiangshan Sheji, who dares to refute?

They watched the Taoist holding the compass, passing by himself and his colleagues, and finally stopped in front of the general.

The crowd was relieved.

There was no vision just now, so it should be over, right?

But they heard the disciples exclaimed: "Guanzhu!"

Tang Cheng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The people around all looked over, only to see that the pointer on the compass was pointing straight at Tang Cheng!

When the compass passed them just now, there was no reaction at all!

Could it be that the first emperor's dream was really related to the general? !

His Majesty is finally going to tear himself apart with the General? !

Everyone fell silent.

Even Tang Cheng couldn't help looking at Lou Bing with a stern expression, and gradually put his palm on the hilt of his sword.

He is the general of Fuguo, and he has the privilege of going to court with a sword.

The situation is imminent.

Suddenly, a sigh sounded.

It is Taoist Priest Qinghe.

He looked at Tang Cheng and said calmly, "I see."

Lou Bing asked at the right time: "Please ask the temple master to clarify."

Taoist Master Qinghe sized Tang Cheng up for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"The general is full of gold and spears, his aura is smoky, and his achievements are unparalleled, and the grass and trees know his prestige."

Everyone waits for the "but".

Daoist Qinghe sighed: "However, the emperor's heir is still young, and he may be hurt by the general's evil spirit, so the late emperor entrusted his dream to His Majesty."

Everyone: "..."

Is it necessary to kill the general for the sake of the emperor's heir?

God, it's going to be messed up!

Tang Cheng also frowned.

Lou Bing asked: "Then how to solve it?"

The Taoist priest replied: "Just avoid the sharp edge for now."

The surrounding area was completely silent, and no one dared to vent their anger.

Everyone understands the meaning of temporarily avoiding the edge, but what does it mean to let the emperor's heir temporarily avoid the edge?

Tang Cheng couldn't help squinting his eyes, it turned out that Lou Bing had this idea.

He wanted to use Qing He's mouth to transfer himself away from the capital.

When did Lou Bing's thoughts become so unfathomable?

Before Lou Bing said that he wanted to invite the Taoist leader, even the military strategist couldn't guess his chess moves.

This kind of chess strategy seems to be somewhat familiar.

That laoshizi compass has a hidden mechanism in it.

Holding the hilt of his sword, Tang Cheng sneered: "I am the General of the Fu Kingdom, so I have to guard the capital naturally. Dare I ask Daoist Qinghe, where should I go so as not to hurt the emperor's heir?"

"Of course the general doesn't avoid it," Lou Bing continued, "I can let the noble concubine leave the capital and give birth to an heir elsewhere."

Tang Cheng frowned even tighter.

Regardless of whether it is risky for the imperial concubine to give birth outside, if I really agree, I am afraid that I will be charged with not being an heir to the emperor!

Lou Bing, very good!