Luo Jiuli ignored the dumbfounded Xiao Zhumo, bent down and pulled off the jade pendant from his waist. It was a jade pendant of good quality. He took the jade pendant in his hand, turned around and took a look with an inscrutable expression on his face.
Mo Han.
"Sir, where can I buy coffins in this city?"
Mo Han was startled.
I immediately understood that I was using King Zhao's jade pendant to buy a coffin, but I didn't know whether the coffin was for King Zhao or--
"In the outer city, Caochang Hutong is full of coffin shops."
"Thank you."
Luo Jiuli clasped his fists and got on his horse.
As a military doctor, being able to ride a horse is a required course, and it is not difficult at all.
Mo Han: That seems to be my horse.
But what should he do? He really didn't dare to offend her now. After all, she still needed to break the master's spell.
Four legs can run faster than two legs. In just half a quarter of an hour, Luo Jiuli found a coffin shop in the outer city and exchanged Xiao Zhumo's jade pendant for a small coffin.
Then he rode all the way to the palace gate.
At this time, it was already dawn.
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Jiuqingfang is the place where courtiers rest and wait to go to court.
It was still some time before the next court meeting, and all the ministers, old and young, as well as civil and military officials gathered in the Jiuqing room in twos and threes.
Among the courtiers, not one of them was talking about national affairs. They were all talking about what happened in Prince Zhao's Mansion last night.
"I heard that Princess Zhao was in a coma for seven days and seven nights, but she didn't die. She is really lucky!"
"The fire last night made people panic, and people all over the capital were talking about it this morning."
"I've also heard that King Zhao actually used the body of his own son as medicine for his concubine, tsk tsk."
"She's just a concubine. No matter how nice it sounds, she's just a noble concubine. How can she be compared with the royal concubine? Could it be that King Zhao is bewitched?"
"You said that Duke Yi Guo is currently training troops in Liyang. If he knew that his daughter almost died in the hands of King Zhao, I don't know if Duke Guo would make a big fuss in the court."
At the same time, outside the palace gate, Luo Jiuli was dressed in tattered black robes. His whole face was red and swollen, the corners of his mouth were swollen, and the bruises and bruises on his neck were clearly visible.
Holding a small coffin in both hands, he stood a few feet away from the Dengwen drum.
"Who is behind the drum?"
The people guarding the Dengwen Drum are the imperial guards in the palace.
Luo Jiuli's voice was hoarse.
"Luo Jiuli, the legitimate second daughter of the Duke of Yiguo, beat the board and heard the drum to cry out her grievances, sued King Zhao, favored his concubines and killed his wife, poisoned his own children, and beat his wife."
The two Imperial Guards looked at each other with horror in their eyes.
Suing King Zhao, King Zhao is the son of Concubine Hu, and Concubine Hu is the niece of the Queen Mother. This Concubine Zhao is really brave and dares to beat the drum.
What's more, the commander of their imperial army was Concubine Hu's biological brother. They dared to let Concubine Zhao go without risking their lives.
"Don't you know, Princess, that hitting the board and hearing the sound of the drum means rolling a nail board?"
Luo Jiuli looked at the two Imperial Guards, who were looking at her with indifference and disdain.
She put down the small coffin calmly, curled her lips and sneered coldly. Since it didn't make sense, she had no choice but to fight.
The scalpel in the robe fell into the palm of his hand, and his body moved slightly, about to rush upward.
At this moment, the clatter of horse hooves came from behind.
"The Nine Kings' Carriage."
The two Imperial Guards hurriedly knelt down in surprise.
Luo Jiuli turned around and saw Xiao Mingxuan stepping onto the shaft of the car in the dim light of the morning.
At this time, he was wearing a prince's uniform, with a golden jade belt around his waist, and a pair of black eyes as deep as obsidian. Especially his face, which was smeared in light and shadow, stunning the entire mountain and river.
Luo Jiuli was slightly startled. They met three times in two days.
Every time it was when she was in the most embarrassing state, it was really 'ape shit'.
Xiao Mingxuan stood with his hands behind his back, neither speaking nor moving, but everyone felt a strong pressure at the same time.
However, these owners do not include Luo Jiuli.
Seeing the Imperial Guards on and off the stage, they didn't dare to breathe. If they don't beat the drums now, then when will they do it?
Luo Jiuli strode forward, full of exhaustion and firm determination, and picked up the drumstick, which weighed as much as a thousand catties.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sound of the drums was dull and powerful, and it was continuously transmitted into the palace and every corner of the capital through the half-dark morning light.
Slowly, more and more people gathered around Denwen Drum.
All kinds of discussions are also getting louder.
At this time, in the Imperial Palace, in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, it was morning.
The emperor, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sits on a dragon chair, as if gazing down at the world and all life.
Although he is already in his forties, except for some wrinkles on his face, he is well maintained and has a tall and straight figure. I think he was a handsome person when he was young.
But at this moment, the emperor's thin lips were pursed tightly and his brows were furrowed.
Especially when the sound of drumming outside the palace was heard entering the hall, the situation in the court hall changed very subtly.
All the civil and military officials looked at each other in surprise, and started talking among themselves. There was a sudden noise.
It seems that everyone has tightened the strings in their minds and has different thoughts.
The Dengwen drum was set up outside the palace gate. It could not be beaten unless there was an urgent war or a strange injustice.