Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 153 Stirring the Muddy Waters
Of course it’s honey. Honey is so sweet. Isn’t there a poem that says happiness is like honey?
"You are wrong. Honey is very sweet, but if you drink it every day, you will get tired of it and even feel disgusted. Although water is bland, it is a necessity for people. You will never get tired of drinking it for a lifetime. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.
Friendship between people is as sweet as sweet wine, do you understand what this means?"
Vijerom was completely shocked. He stayed in the chair and could not move. He maintained his original posture. After a while, he recovered and said: "Mr. Saga, your words are philosophical and thought-provoking. Although they are simple, they still say
Despite all the conditions in the world, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the friendship between villains is as sweet as... Sir, you are not only a poet, but also a great philosopher."
He looked at Shen Zhimo more carefully, and saw that the philosopher was simply dressed in black and white. It was monotonous and old-fashioned, but it enhanced the elegance and nobility of the wearer; his melancholy and lonely eyes were so endearing (Shen Zhimo's usual
The gloominess was regarded as melancholy by him); the decoration of the room was simple, but the appearance was so luxurious. For various reasons, it seemed to be very consistent with the "down and out noble prince" described in those exciting knight novels, and it was even more fascinating.
And how full of talent, how easy it is to fall in love with him, and what a perfect man he is, Vijerom feels like he can't help himself.
Shen Zhimo just smiled reservedly and said: "In the eyes of poor peasants, life is nothing but food, rice, oil and salt. In the eyes of rich people, it is nothing but romance. Everyone has their own opinions, so what philosophy is there? Mr. Vijerom, I believe you won't understand.
Why do some people cry bitterly for a mere silver coin, go through fire and water for a lover's smile, and sacrifice their lives for a friend's words? Everyone's attitude towards life is different."
Vijerom was greatly impressed and exclaimed: "Mr. Saga, your words made me enlightened. This is an experience I have never had before. Talking to you is so wonderful. I admit that standing on the stage facing everyone
The cheers, flowers and applause have never produced such a joyful feeling."
Shen Zhimo simply disliked eunuchs and had not yet understood feelings like Vijerome's. He just thought that his attitude was a little more enthusiastic than ordinary people. He added: "Me too, your singing is like poetry, which moves me.
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Vijerom was very happy and raised his delicate hands: "Yes, just like your poems! I have adapted each of your poems into songs. If you allow me, I am willing to sing it for you again."
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Is this damn shemale too enthusiastic? In the final analysis, Shen Zhimo would rather hear women singing. She really didn't like him very much, so he cursed in his heart and said with a smile: "It's easy to say, I should be all ears."
Vijerom was not joking. He stood up, came to the hall, saluted seriously, and looked at her appearance. Like a proud princess, worthy of being a singer that attracted much attention, she instantly entered the state. She began to sing a cappella: "Golden Flower Stamen Wind"
"Floating in the middle..." There is no soundtrack, but I have to admit that his voice is as captivating as the legendary sea monster's silver, especially the slightly raised nasal voice after the end of each paragraph, which is full of charm and makes people feel that they go there just for this sound.
It's worth dying.
Old Hamal had long been out of his mind. He couldn't move forward and stared straight at the dead demon.
Shen Zhimo felt particularly uncomfortable when he thought that this song was sung by a man. He had to force a smile, but his expression was very stiff.
Vijerom thought that he was not satisfied enough, so he worked harder and used all his skills to expand his lung capacity to the maximum. The last syllable of "ground" spanned five octaves and was as high as the sky. Old Hamal almost fell to the ground.
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Shen Zhimo clapped absentmindedly: "Good, good, good. I was so drunk when I sang, I suspected that I was living in a dream." Suddenly he turned his head and found that the two cups in the hands of Ysela, who was standing behind him, had cracks.
Vijerom gave him a wink that made his hair stand on end and said, "Mr. Saga, you are truly my soulmate."
"Here, drink some water to moisten your throat."
These words may sound very rustic, but to Vijerome's ears, he took them with great joy, drinking the plain boiled water as sweet as honey.
Shen Zhimo was thinking about how to trick him, and pretended to ask casually: "Does Mr. Vijerom live in the palace all year round? What are the arrangements in the palace?"
Vijerom was very interested in chatting and replied: "I have another residence. I live in the house at No. 35, Lane 21, Baiyun Street. I hope Mr. Saga will visit you more often when you have time. I will do my best."
Able to entertain. The events in the palace are often not fixed in time. If the princes and ministers have a program, they will be summoned and no matter how big the event is, they have to go. Speaking of which, Her Majesty the Queen often visits places, about two or three times a week, and the Regent
The king is in charge of government affairs and cannot be separated from entertainment, so it is difficult to see him at ordinary times."
Shen Zhimo was surprised and said: "How can the Queen still listen to you singing if she is not ill? Oh, I wish the Queen
Kang, come to the palace in person as soon as possible to take charge of government affairs."
"Her Majesty the Queen is in frail health and is recuperating. The Prince Regent is worried that her life will be too depressing during her illness, so she often arranges some entertainment programs. The doctor said that if she is in a cheerful mood, she may be able to recover from her illness as soon as possible."
"How did the Queen get sick? Why did it take so long to recover? The Senian Empire is so big, but there isn't a single capable person?"
Vijerom looked worried: "Her Majesty the Queen accidentally caught a cold one day. She thought it was just a minor thing, but unexpectedly it got worse and worse until she was bedridden. The doctor diagnosed that her lungs, stomach, and kidneys were all affected.
There were serious problems, and it was only then that the regent took over the power."
"Do you think it was the regent who killed him?"
Vijerom was suddenly startled, and almost lost his grip on the water glass. He said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Saga, although you are the poet and philosopher I admire most, you can't say this nonsense. The regent's ears and eyes are
There are so many of them, if you don't pay attention and are overheard by those spies, you will be killed."
"Relax, no stranger dares to break into my Castle of Diamonds and Roses. You have been in and out of the palace all year round and know a lot of inside stories, so just tell me."
"Yes, yes." Since Shen Zhimo inquired, Wei Jerome was eager to tell all his body measurements, and all those palace taboos were forgotten. He put on a mysterious look and lowered his voice: "
I had my doubts, but I dare not say that it is impossible for a cold to last that long. Over the past few years, the guards, maids, and servants in the palace have been replaced one after another, and the remaining ones are all the regent's people, even the doctors
He personally named all the priests. When the Queen fell ill, he was the biggest vested interest, so people had to think about it. Whether inside or outside the palace, these rumors had never subsided. The only question was, if the Regent really wanted to
To take full control of the situation earlier, why not take action directly?”.
Shen Zhimo secretly praised this guy's clear mind and said: "The regent actually does not hold great power. He has many concerns, including constraints from the prime minister, and the generalissimo has tightened his grip on military power. As long as the queen dies suddenly, he will be attacked by his political opponents.
If we are under siege, life will not be so easy."
Vijerom nodded in agreement, but was even more impressed, looking at the melancholy black-haired man with burning eyes.
"What are the symptoms of the Queen's illness?"
"Oh, when the Queen is in good spirits, she always complains about headaches and dizziness. She cannot sleep well at ordinary times. She often suffers from insomnia and dreams. She wakes up more than ten times a night. Moreover, she is very weak and cannot even carry a small cup.
When I woke up, I was very thin and not in good condition. My previously fair skin had darkened and became very hard and dry. Alas, I heard from the doctor that the Queen will not survive this winter. The Queen is very kind and treats me like
We are just like sisters, I really can’t bear to see her like this." Vijerom said, unconsciously shedding tears.
Shen Zhimo was secretly frightened: "Isn't this chronic arsenic poisoning? The symptoms are very obvious, and all the doctors who have sat in the hall know it. One reason is that their world knows very little about arsenic, and the other is that the doctors have been bribed by the regent." 1.
He rolled his eyes, slowly got an idea, and said seriously: "This is a very difficult disease for all doctors. I pray for the Queen and sincerely hope that she will get through this difficulty. May the Holy Light bless you. Don't worry, I firmly believe that
The Queen will not die."
Vijerom held Shen Zhimo's hand and said, "Thank you, Saga."
The jade hands were cold and slender, and Shen Zhimo's hair stood on end. No matter how slow he was, he could still feel the other person's abnormal emotions. He almost slapped him in the face by a boss, but finally remembered that he was still valuable, pretended to hold a water glass, pulled his hand away, and said: "I
I traveled to the interior of Samur early and learned the herbal medicine from the witch doctor. This symptom seems to have no cure. I can only watch the Queen's illness getting heavier day by day. If I can personally interview the Queen for diagnosis, I can learn more about the situation.
, with my medical knowledge, maybe I can bring a glimmer of hope." I was afraid that I would make a mistake in my judgment, so I left some room in advance.
"Really? You can cure diseases?" Vijerom's face immediately bloomed with delicate flowers, his bright eyes and white teeth, so touching that Old Hamal didn't move even after saying goodbye several times. At this moment, Shen Zhimo wanted to believe it.
He is a woman.
After Vijerome finished speaking, he felt that he should not doubt Mr. Saga, who he considered the most masculine, and apologized quickly: "I was wrong. You will definitely be able to cure the Queen."
Shen Zhimo knew that recuperating the queen's body would definitely muddy the waters in Elida City, which would be of great benefit to him. To strengthen the demon's confidence, Shen Zhimo put his finger on his pulse: "I can understand the condition of your body in this way."
Vijerom's breathing suddenly became rapid. "Well, you have a stomach problem. You usually eat too little, are a little weak, and don't sleep well. Sometimes you don't need to be so anxious. Pay attention to nutrition when eating, and don't occasionally be violent.