Sima Luoxi was wearing a pale golden crown prince's court uniform, sitting majestically in the main hall, his face was still pale, but when he glanced at the ministers, he looked quite energetic.
"My lords, do you have anything to report?"
Since Sima Wenxin fell seriously ill a year ago and Sima Luocheng disappeared, and he acted as an agent of the government, he would only go to court to listen to the government every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.
On weekdays, he stays deep in Jinyun Palace and never goes out.
If the ministers of civil and military affairs in the DPRK wanted to see him, they could only take advantage of the time when they were in court. No matter how many urgent matters they asked for on weekdays, he would never see him.
At first, those old troops who had been attached to Sima Luo City were very disdainful of what he did, thinking that he was not worthy of the position of prince at all and would only harm the country and the people.
In addition, everyone in the court knew about his affair with his concubine.
Therefore, occasionally there were ministers who were not afraid of death and spoke out and dared to remonstrate. However, although he allowed the ministers to remonstrate in court, he later allowed his concubine to convict and execute those ministers on various trumped-up charges.
At this point, no one dared to raise objections.
But every time when he went to court, the officials were very cautious and did not dare to show their courage.
As time goes by, no one dares to discuss the affairs of the government, and no one dares to repay the sufferings of the people.
The epidemic that shocked everyone half a year ago affected all three states and twelve counties in the southwest. More than tens of thousands of people were infected, and tens of thousands of people died. If it were not for the immortality disciples who later treated it with elixirs,
I'm afraid it has already spread to Xuanyang City.
But even so, all the officials in the court knew about it, but no one dared to retaliate.
To this day, Sima Luoxi still has no idea about this matter.
Seeing that no one among the ministers made a sound, Sima Luoxi shook his head slightly, with some displeasure in his eyes. Just as he was about to wave his hand to signal the servants to retreat, he saw Grand Tutor Song Xian stepped forward and bowed down.
"Old minister, I have something to report!"
Sima Luoxi waved his hand and said: "Yes!"
When he looked at Song Xian, the corners of his lips twisted into a stiff smile. For the first time, someone finally began to regard him as the crown prince. He was naturally very happy, but he didn't expect that Song Xian's next words would almost make him
Fell off the seat.
"Years ago, Young Master Luocheng was framed by an adulterer. His innocence was destroyed and his life and death were unknown. Fortunately, the emperor was wise and noticed something was wrong afterwards, so he secretly summoned the old minister and ordered him to find Young Master Luocheng. Yesterday, there was finally news! It's just that Mr.
I have been ill for a long time, but I have never been able to see you. I can only ask the young master to convey it on my behalf! By the way, please let me know when you will welcome the young master back to the palace in Luocheng. I hope you can make preparations in advance!"
As soon as he said this, the officials were in an uproar.
Sima Luoxi's face turned pale as she looked coldly at Song Xian who was kneeling at the foot of the steps.
I cursed secretly in my heart, what kind of medicine is this old fox selling in his gourd? When did your Majesty summon him? He didn't even realize it? Now your Majesty has already...
Since he dared to say these words in front of the ministers, he must have been prepared for it.
If you refuse directly, it will be difficult to convince everyone.
Sima Luoxi nodded numbly, shook his head, sneered twice, raised his sleeves and pointed at Song Xian, saying: "Taifu Song is joking! Everyone in the nine states knows that my eldest brother was deposed at his own fault. How could anyone frame him? As for him
The disappearance must be due to guilt and not dare to face one's own sins!"
Most of the ministers in this court are timid and fearful of death. If he tries his best to avoid it, Meier can find someone to deal with Song Xian afterwards and then he can rest easy.
However, Song Xian was fully prepared this time. After listening to his excuse, he took out a piece of golden silk from his sleeve. From the texture and pattern alone, it could be seen that it was indeed for the royal family.
"This matter is related to the future monarch of our Yun Kingdom. It is a serious matter and I will not dare to speak falsely! This is a secret decree given by the emperor that day. If you don't believe it, you can order someone to check it and you will know whether it is true or not!" Song Xian finished his words.
He bent down and held up the silk fabric with both hands, waiting for the waiter beside Sima Luoxi to pick him up.
Seeing this, Sima Luoxi's expression changed drastically. His hands in his wide sleeves couldn't stop trembling, and his eyes began to become a little dazed. Then his body tilted and he fainted.
The Renhe Hall suddenly fell into chaos.
The ministers looked at each other and were at a loss.
The chamberlains stamped their feet anxiously and shouted in high-pitched voices, "Hurry! Call the imperial doctor! Imperial doctor! Hurry!"
Song Xian slowly straightened up and put the golden silk back into his sleeve. A sly smile flashed in his eyes and disappeared in an instant.
Just when Sima Luoxicai entered the Renhe Hall at around 3 o'clock in the morning, Mu Zili had already sneaked into the Sichen Hall again.
Sure enough, I was careless last night and didn't realize that someone had cast an illusion on this pavilion.
Now, with the bright and dazzling sunshine, I looked carefully and found that it was wrapped in a faint barrier. It looked like charred ruins on the outside, but inside the barrier was an intact cabin.
The door was ajar, and a simple table and chairs could be vaguely seen inside.
After looking around to make sure there was no one around, Mu Zili lost his human form and saw a faint green light flashing under the sun. In the blink of an eye, he penetrated the barrier and arrived in front of the wooden house.
A faint woody fragrance floated in the breeze, the wooden door creaked open, and green light streamed in.
Before he could show his body, he heard the wooden door slamming shut, followed by bursts of sweet laughter, "What? Didn't you see enough last night?"
As soon as the light dimmed, Mu Zili revealed his human form, turned around and stared blankly at the woman in red in front of him, only to see her bare hands gently covering her lips with her sleeves, and she glanced at him seductively.
"You and I have never met, why are you following me?"
Mu Zili's expression turned stern and he said coldly: "We all came from Lijing. Even though we have never met, we are destined to be together! But why do you want to harm those innocent mortals? It seems that you have a lot of practice. If you take lives like this, you are not afraid of suffering.
God’s punishment?”
Dai Meier nodded silently, moved her steps lightly, and smiled charmingly, "Haha! It seems that the departure state governed by Cangxuan is indeed inferior to the human world! Otherwise, how could anyone be willing to abandon the protective barrier of the Rakshasa clan?
Having suffered the loss of spiritual power, you still have to come and walk in the human world? Could it be that you were also forced by Cangxuan?" She glanced at him lightly, and then said without waiting for his answer: "God's punishment? What a joke! The fate of mortals,
Just like ants, they can die in my hands because of their fate! If their essence was not pure, I would not bother to kill them! Huh!"
"You..." Although Mu Zili knew that she was bloodthirsty and cruel, he didn't expect that she would be so confident and without any regrets.
Dai Meier's eyes darkened, and she suddenly stopped smiling, "What are you? Don't think that because you have the spiritual energy of God, you think you are noble! You act like you are superior, and you want to teach me a lesson! Since you and I are both from
Li Jing, why do you care about these mortals' business?" She looked at Mu Zili up and down, and sneered: "If I were you, I would go back quickly and take that butterfly demon away, away from these greedy mortals. Otherwise, one day,
You will regret it later!"
Mu Zili's heart immediately trembled, his expression was slightly stagnant, and he was speechless for a long time.
Looking at her now, she looks like a long-lived person at best. With her charming appearance and enchanting figure, coupled with the strong aura of the fox clan in the air, it is obvious that she is just a fox demon who has only achieved a small amount of success in cultivation.
Thinking of this, his eyes flashed, and he looked at her with his hands behind his hands, "Since you know that mortals are greedy, why bother to waste this hard-earned practice for him! Although I don't know what enmity you have with Cangxuan, but these mortals in the world
It should have nothing to do with it! You have been practicing for many years, and you should understand that it is an eternal truth that humans and monsters have different paths. Even if you reluctantly borrowed someone else's essence to keep him here today, he is still a mortal, and his life and death have already been destined. You do it for him