I was a princess in ancient times

Taking advantage of the absence of monks in the 'school', Ji Xinxue told the other three people that the incense burner in front of him and Ji Jingyu smelled different.

The four quietly hid in a corner, sniffing each other.

Ji Jingyu rubbed his nose and smiled wryly. He felt that there was something wrong with his nose, and he couldn't smell the difference between the four people at all.

The incense burner was placed right in front of everyone, and Ji Xinxue specially pulled the sleeve with the strongest smell to smell it.He took a few rounds of sniffing in disbelief, and concluded that his nose had been rotten.

The two brothers looked at each other, and all their eyes were on Yu Heng and Ji Cheng.

Ji Cheng raised his head from his sleeve, and looked at Ji Xinxue with suspicion, "Did you get scared by General Mo? Isn't it the same smell?"

Ji Xinxue showed sympathy, "Your nose has also been smoked."

"Is it more likely that our noses will be smoked at the same time, or is it more likely that you smelled wrong?" Ji Cheng objected.

"Of course, it is more likely that our noses will be smoked at the same time." Ji Jingyu said solemnly, "We stayed in the hall for at least three hours, and at most no more than four hours, and the incense in the incense burner was changed twelve times. "

Ji Jingyu wanted to guide Ji Cheng carefully, but the pain in his throat was too strong, he could even feel the bloody smell in his mouth, so Ji Cheng could only understand it by himself.

The censer that the monks placed in front of everyone was at least as big as the fists of two strong men, and every time they added spices, they stuffed the censer so full that there was no gap left.

They also have incense in their homes, most of which are the size that can be covered by a woman's palm, and the spices the size of a finger can be burned for twelve hours.

In such a comparison, it is not normal if the nose is not smoked.

Ji Cheng was persuaded by Ji Jingyu, his brows became dark again, and he looked thoughtfully at the clan members who were gathering in twos and threes in the hall.

When the monks left, they said that it was not time for get out of class to end, and they were not allowed to leave the hall, but they did not restrict their movements in the hall.

Except for Ji Xinxue and others who huddled in a corner and quietly studied whether the smell on each other's robes was the same, the others also had different expressions, and they didn't seem to be simply resting.

"You guys study first, I'll go talk to them." Ji Cheng hurriedly left a sentence, then dragged his exhausted body towards the place where other members of the clan gathered.

Ji Cheng's grandfather was the patriarch of the clan, and he was more trusted by the clan than Emperor Yanguang, and his father was also the next patriarch who convinced the clan.With the help of his father and grandfather, Ji Cheng has always been very respectable among the clan's children, and he is more popular than the good old Ji Jingyu.

Ji Xinxue saw that Ji Cheng also completely gave up identifying whether the incense was different, and could only put her last hope on Yu Heng who had been silent all along.

Yu Heng held the sleeves of Ji Xinxue and Ji Jingyu in his palms, and looked at the patterns on the sleeves thoughtfully, not as if he was carefully identifying the smell on the sleeves, but as if he was recalling important information.

After a long time, Yu Heng finally had a reaction, he whispered, "I think it's like Nanzhao mist incense."

"Misty fragrance?" Ji Xinxue was confused, he had never heard of this kind of fragrance.

Shock flashed across Ji Jingyu's face when he heard Yu Heng's words, and he lowered his head to smell the sleeves of the three of them.

Yu Heng explained to Ji Xinxue in a low voice, "Misty incense is the incense used by the hermit family in Nanzhao for sacrifices. It is said that the same piece of mist incense is lit at different times, and the smell will be slightly different."

Ji Xinxue noticed that Yu Heng's face was becoming more and more ugly, knowing that there was a deeper truth, she stretched out her finger on Yu Heng's thigh, silently urging Yu Heng to tell what she knew.

Yu Heng held Ji Xinxue's fingers in his palm and shook his head.

"Tell me about the sacrifices of the Nanzhao Hidden Family." Ji Xinxue went straight to the point according to Yu Heng's words, deeply feeling that the so-called sacrifices were not normal.

The helplessness in Yu Heng's eyes was even worse, but he didn't continue to reject Ji Xinxue. He whispered, "The Nanzhao Hidden Family will capture the same kind of living animals for the sacrifice. At the beginning of the sacrifice, they will light mist incense in front of each prey. In the middle of the process, the prey will be let go, and the prey that has been smoked into different flavors will be processed in different ways according to God's will through asking for lots."

Even a human with a normal sense of smell cannot easily tell the difference between the mist incenses lit at different times, but a specially trained dog can.

Ji Xinxue didn't want to know how the Nanzhao Hermit family handled different prey according to the will of the gods.He recalled the order in which the monks added incense to the censer, and his eyes flashed suddenly.

Seems like it's the same order every time?

First the eldest son of King Li, Ji Jingyu, the fifth son of King Yi, the third son of King Zhen, followed by Yu Heng and Ji Cheng, then the others, and finally the incense burner in front of him and Ji Liu.

Originally, Ji Xinxue thought that the incense burner in front of him and Ji Jingyu had different smells, because he and Ji Liu were the only girls in the palace, or he and Ji Liu were different in Emperor Yanguang's heart.

After knowing Mi Wuxiang, Ji Xinxue couldn't be sure of her previous guess.

Everyone is different, which means that everyone may become the prey of Emperor Yanguang.

Soon after the monks left and returned, the head monk held up a humanoid wooden carving and asked people in the hall to kneel three times and nine times to the wooden carving.

Before the people in the hall raised objections, the monk had already explained, "This is a clone carved in the image of a saint. The clone of your kneeling saint is no different from the kneeling saint."

When everyone heard this, they not only had to kneel and kowtow three times while pinching their noses, they also couldn't show any reluctance or disrespect.

When they finally left the hall that tortured them all day, everyone was exhausted physically and mentally, with numbness and forbearance on their faces.

Back in the Palace of Concubine De, Ji Xinxue went straight to the bed, and fell down on it weakly.He felt that he couldn't lift half of his strength below the waist, and he almost lost consciousness completely.

Concubine De asked Imperial Physician Liu, who was treating the crying Liu Niangzi, to come and take Ji Xinxue's pulse first.

The result of the pulse diagnosis was not what Ji Xinxue expected. The qi stagnation and blood stagnation caused by crossing the legs for too long, coupled with the anger and heart stagnation in the chest, just drink some decoction to relieve the fire and take a good rest. You can also use acupuncture to relieve the discomfort in your legs.

Ji Xinxue drank a bowl of soup to soothe his throat, and asked the big lady who was by his side what it was like when she went to 'school'.

The eldest lady skillfully took out a piece of rice paper filled with hairpin flowers in lower script from her bosom and handed it to Ji Xinxue.

The process written on the paper is similar to that experienced by Ji Xinxue, and even the details of the size and arrangement of the futons are the same as those in the palace where Ji Xinxue went to school.

The people who attended classes with Da Niangzi were the legitimate daughters of each family, and the person sitting on the futon in the middle was the eldest daughter of Da Niangzi and King Li.

Ji Xinxue wanted to drag her numb legs out of bed but was stopped by the lady.

The eldest lady asked someone to bring a low table that could be placed on the bed, and sat beside Ji Xinxue, studying ink for Ji Xinxue herself.

Ji Xinxue picked up the pen and thought for a while, first wrote down the three words 'Miwuxiang', and then wrote down the location of everyone in the hall from memory.

The eldest lady stared at the wet ink for a while, then took the pen from Ji Xinxue's hand, imitating Ji Xinxue's way, and wrote in the blank space how the people who 'go to school' with her would sit down.

San Niangzi limped in, sat down directly opposite Ji Xinxue, and took a pen to write down how the people who 'go to school' with her sat down.

The three pictures are arranged in order from top to bottom, and it is easy to find the pattern.

A senior person sits on a big futon, and a low-ranking person sits on a small futon.

Except for Ji Xinxue's 'school' where Ji Xinxue and Ji Liu sat in the center, the other 'schools' had the most distinguished people sitting in the middle.

After the first 'class', Emperor Yanguang gave everyone time to breathe and recuperate.

Four days later in the afternoon, the eunuchs went to everyone's residences to remind everyone that they had to go to class the next day.

Ji Xinxue's voice and legs have recovered, and she followed the eunuch who led the way with a low eyebrow, and came to the place where she went to school again.

This time, there was no one waiting outside the hall, so the eunuch directly brought Ji Xinxue into the hall and asked Ji Xinxue to sit on the futon from last time.

When Ji Xinxue sat down, there were still a few vacant futons around.

Ji Jingyu quietly approached Ji Xinxue, "Ji Cheng has inquired carefully, and all the 'classes' places use mist incense."

"Other 'classes' places are also chanting scriptures to pray for saints, and even the seat distribution is similar to ours." Ji Xinxue also told Ji Jingyu what she knew.

The two of them seized the time and said a few words as much as possible, and what they said was something that both parties knew.

After all, Concubine De is still in charge of the harem, although she cannot summon Ji Jingyu to her palace, she can arrange for the palace staff to visit Ji Jingyu every day.

Errors in the exchange of information are a huge problem.

After the futons were full, Mo Yao and the leading old monk came in from the door, and the monks held the incense burners and placed them in front of everyone one by one.

Surprise flashed in Ji Xinxue's eyes, the smell of the incense burner was different from last time.

The last time the censer was just moved into the hall, the pungent smell made the pampered clan members cough uncontrollably. This time the smell in the censer is still strong, but it smells like a fruity aroma.

With experience and preparedness, everyone took advantage of their sensitive noses to smell the smell of the incense burners in the front, back, left, and right, and carefully discerned whether there were any differences.

The result was beyond everyone's expectations. The smell in all the incense burners was exactly the same, and the monks no longer followed specific rules when adding incense to the incense burners.

When the hall was filled with smoke, the leading old monk began to lead them to recite sutras again, and the sutras they recited were exactly the same as the last sutras.

The pampered clan members hadn't fully rested from the exhaustion last time, and it didn't take long for them to start stumbling around.

Among the regular chanting, the sound of the sharp sword being unsheathed was particularly obvious.

The clan members who had been absent-minded for a long time suddenly came back to their senses, and looked at Mo Yao who drew his sword in unison.

They subconsciously wanted to stay away from Mo Yao, but they couldn't control their numb legs, and immediately rolled together with the left and right. Some people were burned by the incense burner but they didn't dare to shout loudly, they could only choke with aggrieved.

The boring 'school' has become chaotic.

Holding a half-drawn sword, Mo Yao approached the clan members who fell on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "When praying for a saint, you must be sincere and don't lose your mind."

Like frightened birds, the clan members nodded like chickens pecking at rice, looking at Mo Yao with horror.

"Before, you were not serious about praying for the saints. Do you have any objections to adding an hour to today's class time?" Mo Yao asked again.

The frightened birds showed hesitation, and it was far from the end of class, they were already exhausted, their eyes were sore from the smoke, their throats could hardly make a sound, and the parts below their waists felt like acupuncture. There is no place to hold on to the whole body.

If there is an extra hour of class, they...they really can't hold on.

The sound of a sharp blade slicing through the air was followed by the slight sound of metal clashing.

The half-unsheathed sharp sword completely revealed its mighty blade, pointing right between the eyes of Da Langjun of Prince Li's Mansion.

Mo Yao's voice was extremely calm, as if he was really asking for advice without any threat, "Mr. Hu Lang, can you seriously pray for the saint and add an extra hour to the class?"

The Dalang Lord of Li Wang's Mansion watched the tip of the sword getting closer and closer to him, and his eyes were infinitely close, and suddenly let out a wail full of fear, "Ah!"

He hugged his head and slumped on the ground, until he felt the force of the kick on his back, which was not light or heavy, and then he realized that he was still alive.

With force on his toes, Mo Yao brought the hunched Mr. Li Wangfu into a posture of lying on his back, and pointed his sword tip at the brow of Mr. Dalang of Li Wangfu again. His tone was as calm as ever, "Mr. Hulang, can you be a saint seriously?" Pray, will you add an hour to class?"

"Yes!" Li Wangfu Da Lang let out a barely audible cry, and the hem of his clothes quietly turned dark.

Mo Yao's expressionless face flashed almost undetectable fluctuations, and the boots hanging in mid-air stepped on the sudden water stains without any delay, and walked straight towards Ji Jingyu.

Ji Xinxue, who was hiding behind Ji Jingyu, pinched the soft flesh of Ji Jingyu's waist fiercely, calling Ji Jingyu back to his senses.

Ji Jingyu was in pain, and his dull eyes regained their color, and immediately said, "I am willing to sincerely pray for the saint, and I will teach an extra hour."

Mo Yao stopped where he was, "Yu Lang Jun is filial and kind."

His gaze circled among the many dark heads, and finally landed on Yu Heng's head, and walked towards Yu Heng who was sitting in the same direction as Ji Jingyu.

If Yu Heng felt something, he looked up at Mo Yao, and said in a deep voice, "I am willing to sincerely pray for the saint and add an extra hour to the class."

Mo Yao nodded, "The prince is loyal."

Silently, Ji Cheng tightened his grip on the hem of the other three people's clothes, and before Mo Yao found his head, he directly repeated what Ji Jingyu and Yu Heng had said, "I am willing to sincerely pray for the saint and add an extra hour to the class."

Mo Yao's eyes turned to Ji Cheng, as if he was trying to identify who Ji Cheng was, "Mr. Cheng is loyal and righteous, and has the style of being an ancestor."

Ji Cheng forced a weak smile.

Before today, he had never expected to be praised by Jin Wuwei General Mo Yao, but he couldn't be happy.

There was an example of Li Wangfu's Dalang making a fool of himself in public, and the correct answer templates provided by Ji Jingyu, Yu Heng and others. The rest of the people cheered up and promised to seriously pray for Emperor Yanguang, willingly praying for an extra hour.

I'm afraid that Mo Yao will come to them if he speaks later.

No matter how noble their status is and how much they are favored at home, they dare not show off in front of Mo Yao.

Ji Xinxue made a promise among the crowd, and seized the time to knead her almost unconscious legs.

After getting everyone's reply, Mo Yao put the sword back into the scabbard, and said indifferently, "Please gentlemen and the two county heads to wash up, and pray for the saint again in a quarter of an hour."

How dare Ji Xinxue change clothes here.

Ji Xinxue hasn't had a sip of water since receiving the news that he was going to class again yesterday. He hugged the teacup brought by the eunuch and drank a big mouthful of throat-moisturizing tea, which he kept in his mouth without swallowing it. Before collecting the teacups, he spit out the tea in his mouth into the empty teacups of Ji Jingyu, Yu Heng and Ji Cheng respectively.

This can not only relieve the dry throat, but also avoid the dilemma of wanting to change clothes.

In class again, everyone tried their best to endure the pain on their bodies, even if they almost lost their voices, they still shouted with all their strength, for fear that they would face Mo Yao's sword if they lost their minds for a moment.

After finally surviving until Mo Yao left, the eyes of the reeling clan disciples were all red.

Even Ji Jingyu and Ji Cheng lowered their heads in embarrassment and kept wiping the corners of their eyes.

Pitiful, they were clearly suffering to the extreme but dared not show it easily, and even reminded each other not to rub their eyes too hard, lest they be picked on by the monks when they knelt three times and kowtowed at the statue.

Ji Xinxue didn't cry, he covered his face with a handkerchief, and closed his eyes exhausted physically and mentally, as if all the sounds around him were moving away from him, and would be pulled into other worlds in the next instant.

The warmth of his hands disturbed Ji Xinxue's sleepiness, he turned his head to look over, and was facing Shangyu Heng's black and white eyes.

Ji Xinxue hooked her fingers to prove that she was still alive, so that Yu Heng would not be worried, and suddenly felt that the touch on her hand was a bit wrong. Is there a pill between him and Yu Heng?

Seeing Yu Heng nodding, Ji Xinxue stuffed the pill into her mouth without hesitation.

The cool feeling went down the pill, moistening the throat silently, and Ji Xinxue closed her eyes again, with joyful arcs on the end of her eyes.

For the first time, from the bottom of his heart, he felt that the throat moistening pills were delicious.

The monks went back and forth with the statues in their hands.

The scatterbrained clan members got up from the ground as if seeing a lamb of a shepherd dog. They took the initiative to bring back the scattered futons without any reminder from the monks, and put them in their proper positions, with a good posture. He stood solemnly behind the futon and waited for three kneeling and nine knocking.

Last time before school, the old monk only asked them to kneel down and knock down once, but this time he asked them to kneel down and knock down again.

The bodies of the clan members who had long been at the end of their strength were trembling.

They don't want to kneel and kowtow three times, they want to get out of this damn place!

The old monk saw the anger of the clan members in his eyes, and said slowly, "If the benefactors have doubts about the order of the saint, I can invite General Mo to come back to clarify the doubts for the benefactors."

The anger in everyone's eyes turned into dead silence, and they silently surrendered when the old monk asked them to kneel three times and kowtow nine times.

After this tossing, Ji Xinxue barely persisted until she saw Su Xian and passed out, and didn't wake up until the middle of the night.

The other people in Prince Jia's Mansion were no better than him.

The eldest lady and the third lady relied on the invigorating decoction to keep from falling asleep. The fourth lady was crying when she fell asleep. The sixth lady was obviously exhausted but couldn't fall asleep. use.

Ji Xinxue, who did not shed tears while listening to the cries of other clan sons in the 'Xuetang' during the day, suddenly felt the soreness in her eyes, so she raised her arms and put them on them.

Concubine De sighed, and hugged Ji Xinxue in her arms.

Only the "classroom" where Ji Xinxue was in was delayed for an hour, and many students collapsed after leaving the school. The Dalang Lord of Li Wang's Mansion immediately had a high fever, and Emperor Yanguang called the imperial doctor there.

Ji Xinxue was able to persist until she came back before fainting, and she was only physically exhausted and did not have a fever and talk nonsense, which is already an extremely rare performance.

"Grandma, my eyes hurt, the smoke is too thick." Ji Xinxue wiped away her tears and said in a muffled voice.

Concubine De lowered her eyelashes, "Well, Imperial Physician Liu specially formulated ointment, it will make you feel better after taking the medicine."

Su Xian walked over with two maids holding medicine bowls, and sat beside Concubine De to coax Ji Xinxue in a low voice, "A Xue drinks the medicine first."

Ji Xinxue nodded, and gently pushed Concubine De away.

The medicines held by the two maids are medicines that can cheer people up and tranquilizers.

Tomorrow is the day when everyone in Taixue Xiumu can go home. According to the order of Emperor Yanguang, everyone can only leave the palace at the hour of Chen.Those who leave the palace must return to the palace before You hour.

Although Emperor Yanguang never said what would happen if those who left the palace did not return to the palace before You hour, no one dared to challenge Emperor Yanguang's authority.

Liu Niangzi was too young and was the most frightened. Concubine De was afraid that Liu Niangzi would not come back after leaving the palace, so she had already decided to keep Liu Niangzi in the palace.

The eldest lady, the third lady and the fourth lady all chose to drink the refreshing soup, and wanted to stay up until the time they left the palace, but the eldest lady and the third lady were still suffering, and the fourth lady couldn't bear it anymore and passed out.

Now Concubine De and Su Xian also gave Ji Xinxue the chance to choose to drink refreshing medicine and tranquilizing medicine.

Ji Xinxue did not hesitate to choose the medicine that makes people feel refreshed.

According to the posture of the 'school' tossing people more and more ruthlessly every time, he will not leave the palace this time, maybe he will never have the chance to leave the palace again.

When it was Chen's hour, the eldest lady passed out halfway, the fourth lady did not wake up, and the sixth lady finally fell asleep under the comfort of the tranquilizing medicine.

The third lady, whose eyes were bloodshot, walked out of the palace gate tightly holding onto Ji Xinxue's hand.

Mo Yao looked at San Niangzi and Ji Xinxue from top to bottom with unemotional eyes, and said slowly, "Master Ningjing, Lord Ningshu, the Jinwu Guard will escort you back to the palace, if you fall ill in the palace, The Jinwu Guard will also take you back to the palace to recuperate on time, don't worry."

Ji Xinxue lowered her head even lower, for fear that the indignation in her heart would show on her face.

worry about what?

Worried that they would not be able to return to the palace in the time required by Emperor Yanguang, would Emperor Yanguang copy the palace?

Mo Yao was about to let him go, when he suddenly noticed a commotion not far from the palace gate.

Jin Wuwei trotted over to report to Mo Yao, "General, the little county king of Princess Anguo's mansion fainted and was carried to the carriage of King Jia's mansion by someone ordered by King Jia. King Jia promised to send the little county king and the two county heads back together before you hour. .”

Mo Yao nodded, his eyes lingered on Ji Xinxue's face for a while, and signaled the Jinwu Guard to take San Niangzi and Ji Xinxue outside the palace.

He had already heard about the marriage contract between Prince Xiaojun and County Lord Ningshu. It was not surprising that King Jia took care of his future son-in-law, but it would be abnormal to ignore him.Moreover, King Jia is filial and timid, so he would not dare to spoil the affairs of the saint.

King Jia was standing by the carriage of King Jia's mansion and waiting for someone. He learned from Yu Heng that Ji Jingyu was in a coma and could not leave the palace, and he had already made preparations for the people who lived in Defei Palace to be unable to leave the palace.

Seeing San Niangzi and Ji Xinxue walking towards him under the protection of Jin Wuwei, King Jia's mood gradually became complicated.He thought that if there were still people out of the palace, it would be the eldest lady, but he didn't expect it to be the third lady and Ji Xinxue.

King Jia carried San Niangzi and Ji Xinxue onto the carriage one by one, nodded to General Jinwu Weirong, and entered the carriage as well.

After Ji Xinxue got into the carriage, she saw Yu Heng lying softly on the innermost position, and hurriedly touched Yu Heng's neck, and was relieved when she found that the pulse was beating normally. She sat near Yu Heng's head to prevent the carriage from moving around. It would make Yu Heng hit his head.

On the way back home, Ji Xinxue heard the third lady's uncontrollable sobs, and also felt Jia Wang's eyes lingering on him frequently, but he kept his eyes closed and did not respond to Jia Wang.

This is very likely to be the only chance for him to see King Jia in a short period of time, so he has to think about what to say to King Jia.

If he misses this opportunity, he...won't be able to see King Jia.

No one can imagine whether tomorrow will come first, or the mental illness will come first.

The third lady had to hold on to her body and emotions to go out of the palace to see King Jia. She flung herself into King Jia's arms and choked, the pent-up breath in her heart gradually dissipated. Irregular nodding.

King Jia patted the third lady on the back, and said softly, "Sleep, I will wake you up before returning to the palace."

Tears welled up from the corners of San Niangzi's eyes again, and her voice became softer and softer, "Aye must call me."

The carriage drove unimpeded into the front yard of the palace, and the Jin Wuwei who had been following the carriage stayed outside the palace. After they dispersed, they surrounded the gates of the palace in small groups.

After King Jia got out of the car with San Niangzi in his arms, Song Nian got on the car and wanted to carry Ji Xinxue off.

Ji Xinxue shook his head, and opened his mouth with great difficulty. His throat was drier than others because of taking Baifu pills, and his voice was even worse after being smoked twice. "Take Yu Heng down first."

Song Nian couldn't bear to provoke Ji Xinxue to talk anymore, so he nodded and got out of the car with Yu Heng in his arms.

Another capable servant in the front yard came to pick up Ji Xinxue.

Ji Xinxue grabbed the servant's arm and pointed to the desk.

He couldn't lie down, and if he accidentally fell asleep, he couldn't guarantee that he would wake up before entering the palace.

The servants in the front yard have served King Jia for many years, and they have long been used to respecting and prohibiting their masters. Even if Songnian personally told him to carry Ji Xinxue to the bed, he would choose to listen to Ji Xinxue's order without hesitation. Ji Xinxue's words.

Ji Xinxue didn't wave back the Bijuan and Qingyun who surrounded him and greeted him warmly, their voices could just relieve his drowsiness.

King Jia came very quickly, but there were still light water stains on his sleeves.

Ji Xinxue grabbed King Jia's hand, restrained the thought of leaning on King Jia, and first said what Concubine De asked him to bring to King Jia.

'The heart of the saint never changes. '

Disappointment was visible to the naked eye on King Jia's face, and the unwillingness and anger in his eyes clashed with each other.

Earlier when he was still able to enter the palace, he had speculated about Emperor Yanguang's intentions with Concubine De.

Emperor Yanguang attached great importance to family background. If Emperor Yanguang left a will before his death, the next emperor according to the will would only be King Li.

Not only in the eyes of the courtiers, King Li is the queen's son.

In the eyes of Emperor Yanguang, King Li is also the queen's son.

Back then, he gave King Xiang a good fief and promoted King Jia's biological mother to be a concubine. It was Emperor Yanguang's decision to distribute the bulk of the family property to Queen Li as compensation for his other sons.

King Jia quickly regained his composure, and said in a low voice, "I see, you tell A Niang, I know what's going on."

Ji Xinxue complied with King Jia's words, and remained silent for a long time.

Jia Wang knew that Ji Xinxue could keep things under wraps even if he had a heavy heart, so he was willing to tell Ji Xinxue more inside information to make Ji Xinxue feel relieved.

"The monks trusted by the sage are not orthodox monks, but a certain branch of Buddhism. The monks of this branch are good at Dharma affairs, proficient in wind and water, and the palaces that serve as schools are very particular. They follow the number of 'nine' very much, according to the first two The process of praying for blessings is speculated that praying every five days, from three kneeling and nine knocking once, twice three kneeling and nine knocking... until nine times three kneeling and nine knocking is one round, and there will be another round of six kneeling and nine knocking and another round Nine kneeling and nine knocking."

Seeing that Ji Xinxue looked sober and able to listen to his words, King Jia continued to explain, "At least the saint will not let you have any accidents until the blessing is completed."

Ji Xinxue calculated with her fingers, three rounds of 120 days, nearly four months.

He smiled wryly, and said hoarsely, "Aye, we can't last for four months."

Nearly half of the people fell down in just two times, and there are 25 more times, which is too long.

Jia Wang picked up the mouth-watering tea that Song Nian brought in and handed it to Ji Xinxue, his tone was extremely indifferent, "It's okay, he can't last for four months."

Otherwise, it will not be praying every five days, but praying every nine days.

When Ji Xinxue heard King Jia's words and coughed, instead of feeling relieved, she became even more flustered.

Are they going to compete with Emperor Yanguang who can survive?

Who knows if Emperor Yanguang could do crazier actions when he clearly sensed the passing of his life?

Ji Xinxue clenched her teeth and finally made up her mind.

If he didn't tell King Jia about the toxin, he would definitely not be able to bring the toxin into the palace, so he could only live longer than Emperor Yanguang, and might be affected by Emperor Yanguang's madness before his death at any time.

Telling Jiawang about the toadstool might affect his father-son relationship with Jiawang, but at least there would be a possibility of using the toxins, so he wouldn't be completely passive.

What if... what if Emperor Yanguang's madness before his death did not affect a certain person but the entire King Jia's mansion, he would definitely regret not telling King Jia about the poisonous fungus today.

After finally making up her mind, Ji Xinxue immediately broke away from the feeling of drowsiness, and felt that her brain was clearer than ever.

Looking back at the scene of the eldest lady fainting with a pale face, the fourth lady crying in her sleep, and the sixth lady crying incessantly in the palace of the concubine De, Ji Xinxue's eyes easily burst into tears.

With tears in his eyes, he raised his head and looked at King Jia, making a troubled look, "Aye, I have something to hide from you."

Ever since he agreed to Ji Xinxue's verbal marriage contract with Yu Heng, and knew that Ji Xinxue knew her true gender well, Jia Wang, who was already very tolerant of Ji Xinxue, had almost no demands on Ji Xinxue.

Seeing Ji Xinxue's teary eyes saying that he had something to hide from him, Jia Wang's first thought was not about it, but to coax Ji Xinxue not to cry.

He grabbed onto Ji Xinxue's face with his wet sleeves, and said with a sneer, "What big things are worth your tears? Good luck."

Ji Xinxuecheng took advantage of the situation and hugged Jiawang's arm, and explained the excuse he had thought up on the spot.

He lied that three years ago a fairy with white hair and beard had a dream and told him that there was an evil thing eating away at Dayu's national fortune, so he could use the magic medicine to suppress the evil thing.

Ji Xinxue cried more and more fiercely, lying next to King Jia's ear and whispered, "I didn't believe in this dream at first, but the dream was so real, I went to the place the fairy told me to look for the magic medicine, but I didn't expect to find it. "

Jiawang's expression gradually froze, and Ji Xinxue's words were completely beyond his expectations, "Where's the magic medicine? Where did you find it?"

Ji Xinxue told King Jia that he found the location where the magic medicine would appear in Baimoyuan according to the instructions of the immortal, and specially sent the servant to another place, guarding that place alone, watching with his own eyes the magic medicine appear in the empty bowl he was holding.

He wanted to verify where the magic medicine was, so he specially gave some magic medicine to the rabbit that Li Jinhuan gave him, and the rabbit kicked its legs not long after.

He didn't dare to dispose of the rabbit's corpse indiscriminately, so he ordered the rabbit to be burned, and deliberately kept the bones of the rabbit that had taken the magic medicine.

That night he dreamed of an immortal again, who told him that the magic medicine had life and could be raised slowly.If he doesn't take good care of the magic medicine, the magic medicine will escape by itself.Pay special attention to the fact that the magic medicine is afraid of oil, it will be killed by the oil, and the magic medicine cannot be placed in a place with oil.

"At the beginning, I didn't know if it was an accident that the rabbits who had taken the magic medicine would die. I found two rabbits and a chicken to try again. As a result, these rabbits and chickens all died."

Fear appeared on Ji Xinxue's face, and she tried her best to hide in Wang Jia's arms.

"I think the magic medicine is the biggest evil! I am afraid that the magic medicine will run away, so I dare not not feed the magic medicine, so I can only use chickens and rabbits to consume the magic medicine every now and then, so as not to increase the number of magic medicine. Some time ago, I couldn't control it. For the signs of the magic medicine, I can only consume the magic medicine on Zhuangzi with a big pig bought from the farmer. But I have tried countless kinds of meat oil and vegetable oil, but none of them can kill the magic medicine.”

King Jia hugged Ji Xinxue who was desperately pushing into his arms, recalling with a dazed face the time when Ji Xinxue suddenly wanted to raise chickens and rabbits in Baimoyuan, where the odds of sudden death between chickens and rabbits were exceptionally high, and Ji Xinxue Xinxue insisted on burning the corpses of chickens and rabbits to death, and deliberately kept the bones... There seemed to be a reasonable explanation.

"When I was out of the palace last time, the magic medicine showed signs of being uncontrollable. Aye, I'm so scared." Ji Xinxue made more and more drama, and brought the wooden sculpture of the monks asking him to kneel and knock nine times into the poison. In the mushroom bowl, the voice was mixed with fear and unconcealable hatred, "Aye, can you feed me the magic medicine first, I have tried all the meat oils, Yu Heng is helping me find vegetable oil, sooner or later I will find the God of Killing The oil of medicine!"

King Jia was silent for a long while, not in a hurry to see the magic medicine, but asked Songnian to secretly find the Taoist priests and monks raised by the mansion to see if Ji Xinxue was in trouble.

Emperor Yanguang admired Taoist priests and monks, and he followed suit. Many nobles and officials in Chang'an had Taoist priests and monks in their homes.

The Taoist priests and monks in King Jia's Mansion are quite capable.They are especially good at exposing all kinds of deceptions, and they also know all kinds of legends about Buddhism and Taoism, which are highly valued by King Jia.

Most of the Taoist priests and monks looked like servants, sneaking up in front of King Jia and Ji Xinxue.

King Jia kept silent about the magical medicine, only said that he felt that Ji Xinxue was in a trance after leaving the palace, and his behavior was a little abnormal, and hinted to them euphemistically that Ji Xinxue might have been contaminated with something that shouldn't be in the palace.

The Taoist priest and the monk looked at each other. They had followed King Jia for many years and knew that King Jia had no prejudice against Taoism and Buddhism, but they were never interested in mysterious things.

When King Jia summoned them in the past, he mostly asked them to analyze the areas of practice of the monks and Taoists who advised the sage, and asked them some theoretical knowledge.

This was the first time that King Jia gave them the opportunity to show them metaphysics.

The two didn't know why, but they could only bite the bullet and asked Ji Xinxue a few innocuous questions.

The Taoist gave Ji Xinxue Zhang Ping An blessing, and the monk stringed Buddhist beads to Ji Xinxue.

Not to mention Ji Xinxue, who was prejudiced against monks and Taoist priests because of Emperor Yanguang, King Jia also deeply felt that they were unreliable, so he stared at the two of them sharply, and his expression turned ugly.

As soon as the embarrassed figures of the two disappeared, King Jia grabbed the talisman and Buddhist beads from Ji Xinxue's hand and threw them on the ground.He felt that he was in a daze, so he connected what Ji Xinxue told him to the demon monk in the palace.

If that demon monk really has the ability to predict the future and go back in time, how could he use such abilities on Ji Xinxue?

King Jia rubbed Ji Xinxue's head, and said to Songnian, "Go and invite Mr. Tang."

Ji Xinxue sized up Mr. Tang who was brought in by Songnian.

Mr. Tang is an old man, and he looks more immortal than the Taoist priest just now.

Spotting Ji Xinxue's gaze, Mr. Tang smiled at Ji Xinxue, as if the neighbor's grandfather faced a junior who had a crush on him, making people relaxed and at the same time feeling very kind.

King Jia covered Ji Xinxue's eyes, "Don't tease him, I want you to see if Xiao Wu has been tricked by accident."

"I'm being rude to you, sorry for the king and the county magistrate." Mr. Tang bowed to King Jia and Ji Xinxue respectively, and asked Ji Xinxue a few questions as if they were chatting.

Ji Xinxue instinctively felt that something was wrong, something was wrong with Mr. Tang's question, and something was wrong with his abnormal intimacy with Mr. Tang.

Jia Wang noticed that Ji Xinxue was getting more and more defensive, so he put his hand on Ji Xinxue's stiff neck and pinched it, hoping to make Ji Xinxue relax.

Feeling the warm touch on the neck, Ji Xinxue subconsciously stood in front of King Jia, glaring at Mr. Tang viciously.

Mr. Tang laughed, "The county magistrate is extremely guarded and will never be easily deceived by others. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."

King Jia held Ji Xinxue in his arms, and said to Mr. Tang, "Will someone hint him with objects or words for a long time, making him have illusions about certain things?"

Mr. Tang thought carefully for a while,