Outside the gate of Qingguo Palace, a group of common people suddenly came over, attracting the attention of Lieutenant Wu Dejiang.??
The clothes worn by this group of people were quite rich and expensive, unlike ordinary people. Wu Dejiang could not figure out the identity of the other party, so he could only shout and stop.
"Stop ahead. The palace is an important place and there are many people waiting. Don't rush in."
Lieutenant Wu Dejiang is responsible for guarding the outside of the palace gate, which is also the first checkpoint of the Forbidden Palace. In addition, Emperor Qing is entertaining the Yuanmeng envoy tonight, so the security of the palace gate has been strengthened.
The group of common people slowly walked toward the city gate like zombies. Wu Dejiang immediately called for the crossbowmen.
"Stop, take another step forward, and shoot the arrow immediately." Wu Dejiang shouted.
The crowd suddenly divided into two columns, and a young girl walked out from the middle. She was wearing a prairie dress and looked quite beautiful. She had a big bag on her waist and a few medicinal herbs exposed.
"I am Yuan Meng's Thirteen Winged Poison King Jamuka, and I have been invited to attend the banquet." The girl said to Wu Dejiang with a smile.
Wu Dejiang frowned and said: "The Yuanmeng envoy has already entered the palace for the banquet. Who are you waiting for?"
Teams of guards surrounded the girl and the others, on full alert, and the crossbowmen occupied the commanding heights, ready to take action at any time.
The girl smiled confidently and said: "If you don't let me in, I will break in by myself."
Wu Dejiang was shocked and did not dare to delay any longer. He waved his hand and said: "Catch them all and hand them over to Commander Yan for disposal."
The guard approached the girl step by step, but the girl calmly picked up a whistle and blew it.
"Poison slave, give it to me."
The people around the girl suddenly moved, and even used their own bodies to actively hit the guard's spear.
Puff puff puff puff puff.
The common people were strung together with spears. Wu Dejiang was stunned. Did he think that these people came here to commit suicide?
Soon everyone around the girl was killed by spears, and bright red blood flowed all over the ground, exuding a fishy smell.
All soldiers who smelled the fishy smell bent over and vomited, one after another, without exception.
Wu Dejiang began to be alert. The soldiers under his command were not new recruits who had never seen blood. How could they vomit with this smell of blood?
Moreover, the smell of blood seemed to be too strong. A gust of wind drifted by, and Wu Dejiang felt his stomach begin to churn when he smelled it.
Wu Dejiang couldn't help but vomit, and then everyone started to vomit.
?The crossbowmen on the tower dropped their weapons, bent down, and vomited.
The girl Jamuka chuckled, covered her mouth and nose with a cloth, and strode towards the palace.
Those who were stabbed to death by spears slowly moved their hands and feet, and even pulled out the spears themselves, followed the girl, and walked into the palace together.
Wu Dejiang wanted to stop him and forcefully took a breath of Qi to suppress the turbulence in his stomach. As a result, he vomited even more violently and could not straighten his waist.
Amidst the sounds of vomiting one after another, Jamukha and others walked into the palace in a swaggering manner.
The person behind her exuded a strong smell of blood, forming a faint red mist that began to spread towards the palace.
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At the night banquet, Fan Xian composed hundreds of poems. He seemed exhausted or drunk. He fell directly to the ground and fell asleep.
"Don't make trouble, I still want to drink." Fan Xian pushed back and then covered his mouth, as if he wanted to vomit.
Fan Jian hurried over and said to Emperor Qing: "Your Majesty, the dog is drunk and has behaved inappropriately before you. Please forgive me."
Emperor Qing waved his hand happily and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, wine helps poetry flourish. Today Fan Xian impromptuly composed a hundred poems. Each of them is a top-notch masterpiece. It is very rare. I won't care about trivial matters."
After saying that, Emperor Qing turned to look at Zhuang Mohan and said with a smile: "Master Zhuang, are these hundreds of poems by Fan Xian also made by your master?"
Zhuang Mohan was already exhausted at this time, his clothes were soaked through, and he couldn't speak.
Emperor Qing said happily: "Come here, take everyone Zhuang and Master Xiao Fan down to have a rest."
Two eunuchs came over and wanted to help Fan Xian up. Fan Jian said: "Your Majesty, the dog is too drunk, so let me take him home!"
"No need." Emperor Qing said, "Fan Xian is so drunk that you can't take him back with you. You should sober up in the palace first, and then you can leave!"
Fan Jian saw that Fan Xian was so drunk that he no longer insisted. Together with the two eunuchs, he helped Fan Xian leave and rest in the back hall.
Emperor Qing turned to Hesar, the envoy of Yuanmeng, and asked: "What does the envoy think of Master Xiao Fan's poems?"
Hesar stood up and said: "Master Xiao Fan is so talented that he is unparalleled in the world, and I admire him."
Emperor Qing said happily: "If the special envoy likes it, I will have someone make a copy for you to take back. Although the Qing Kingdom was founded by military force, it also paid attention to the rule of law."
Fan Xian gave Emperor Qing a face and put him in a good mood. He raised his glass and said, "Let's all drink this cup together to pay tribute to Mr. Fan's talent in poetry."
The ministers picked up their wine glasses, and even the prince and Guo Youzhi, who had always disliked Fan Xian, had to drink.
Emperor Qing drank the wine in one gulp, and then said: "I am too drunk and need to go back to the palace to rest. Prince, please greet the Yuanmeng envoy on my behalf."
Prince Li Chengqian put down his wine glass and responded: "My son, I obey your order."
Emperor Qing arranged his clothes and was about to stand up when Yan Xiaoyi suddenly walked into the hall with a group of people.
"What happened?" Emperor Qing's face straightened and he asked Yan Xiaoyi.
"Your Majesty, a group of rioters broke into the palace. Please rush into the front hall and I will escort you away." Yan Xiaoyi said anxiously.
"What kind of rioters can come here?" Emperor Qing said displeased: "Where are the lieutenant and the guard?"
Yan Xiaoyi hesitated and said: "Lieutenant Wu Dejiang and guard Li Cunzhong all died for the country."
The ministers were in an uproar when they heard this, and even Emperor Qing took a breath, but he soon realized something was wrong.
"There are nearly 8,000 people under the command of the lieutenant and the guard. If they were defeated, how could there be no movement at all?"
At this time, a faint red mist floated into the palace. A minister took two puffs, then held his stomach and bent down to vomit without caring about his appearance.
One, two, three, more and more people vomited, making the smell in the hall very unpleasant.
Emperor Qing noticed a strange red mist in the air and stood up slowly. The only people who could still keep from vomiting were Emperor Qing himself, Yan Xiaoyi and the people from Yuan Meng's mission.
Even a fool can think that there is something wrong with the Yuan Meng Division.
"Envoy Yuanmeng, what do you mean?" Emperor Qing shouted sharply at Hesar.
Hesar smiled, walked out from behind the table, and said to Emperor Qing: "Canglang Khan has some questions and wants to ask your majesty. Please forgive me for making this decision."
"Cang Lang Khan is in Kyoto!?" Emperor Qing said in surprise.
Poison King Jamuka walked in from outside the hall, and the poisonous men she brought slowly walked around the hall, their bodies emitting a strange red mist.
"Brother Feng Ying, why bother talking to this foolish king? Let me poison him until the Lord comes to interrogate him." Jamukha took out a small incense burner and looked at Emperor Qing sinisterly.
