Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Yan Si, who came out of nowhere, handed him a beautiful wooden box. Ling Jingxuan opened the box and dumped the smallpox-stained cloth on the ground. Even if he didn't explain, everyone could probably guess. What is that? Out of fear of smallpox, almost everyone took a deep breath. They didn't move their bodies naturally, for fear that they would actually contract smallpox. It doesn't matter if Princess Sheng really found a cure for smallpox. Now, with his perverse temper, he may not necessarily help them with treatment. Who the hell made such a foolish thing? Even if it is to compete for the throne, this is too vicious. If you are not careful, the entire palace and even the imperial city will fall.

"This is?"

Yan Shengzhi could no longer stay out of the matter, his fingers almost trembling at the piece of cloth that fell on the ground, and the wind gradually condensed in his eyes.

"According to Concubine Ben's estimation, this should be something that has been on the body of the smallpox patients in Liangcheng for many years. Someone has quietly preserved it, and asked the maid who washed the clothes to sew it on the court dress while washing Xiaoqi's clothes. In the mezzanine, Xiao Qi wears court clothes every day, and his body is basically in direct contact with the virus, so it's surprising that he doesn't get sick."

Looking up at him with one hand behind his back, Ling Jingxuan said with cold eyes.

"Where is that starched maid?"

Yan Shengzhi felt that he was about to be swallowed up by anger. Damn it, the truth of the matter was actually like this. Who was it that harmed his Xiao Qi so much?

"My son sees my father."

At the same time as he asked, Yan Xiaoming, who had disappeared from everyone's sight for more than half a month, led the ninth prince and walked out. Except for his pale face, he basically could not see any signs of infection. Everyone couldn't help but wonder, did Sheng Everything the princess said is true, can he really cure smallpox?

"Father!"

Breaking away Yan Xiaoming's hand, the younger ninth prince cried and threw himself into Yan Shengzhi's arms: "Woo hoo?? Father, Xiao Jiu is so afraid... woo woo..."

This kind of drama is most suitable for the youngest ninth prince to play, and Yan Xiaoming stood in front of Yan Shengzhi and pursed his lips, and when his eyes turned to Xiao Jiushi in his arms, his eyes turned red with grievance, even if he didn't Tears shed, but Yan Shengzhi felt more distressed than the crying ninth prince. Forget it before, since he returned with Yun Han, he has swept away his previous cowardice and gradually showed his edge. At a young age, no matter what his family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs were revealed. With his keen observation and determination, he gradually forgot all kinds of his mother-in-law and the Chu family, and became more and more sympathetic, and once again had the idea of ​​making him the prince and giving him the world.

"Xiao Qi, you have worked so hard for you. How are you doing now? Are you all better?"

Thinking of the suffering they suffered, Yan Shengzhi hugged the ninth prince tenderly and patted him on the back gently, and looked at Yan Xiaoming with pity. He believed what Jing Xuan said that Xiao Qi was standing here intact. is the best proof.

"Thanks to Aunt Jiuhuang, if he hadn't developed cowpox in time, my son would never have seen his father."

Speaking of the end, Yan Xiaoming lowered his head, his voice was filled with distressing choking, and where no one saw, those bright peach eyes showed no feeling of discomfort or grievance at all, and lowered his posture to arouse Yan Shengzhi's pity, all this was planned for a long time, in order to completely kill the enemy!

"It's good, don't worry, I won't let you suffer in vain. No matter who it is, who dares to deal with you in such a vicious way, I will copy his nine clans and let him die without a corpse!"

Pulling him into his arms, Yan Shengzhi stared fiercely at the people below. Those who dared to touch the prince and the queen, there should be no one other than these powerful ministers and concubines present. This time, no matter who he is, he They will no longer tolerate and support Jian, and they must pay the price one by one!

"Thank you, Father."

Yan Xiaoming and the Ninth Prince choked in unison, their goal has been achieved, and then it is up to the Queen Father and Uncle Ninth.

When they appeared intact, Yang Zhaoyi, who was always calm, widened her eyes. No one knew better than her what was going on. Ling Jingxuan said earlier that he had controlled and cured smallpox, but she thought he was doing it to stabilize Living the situation delays time, did not expect? ? how can that be? Smallpox is one of the most terrifying plagues. No matter how good Ling Jingxuan's medical skills are, he can't just conquer it, he? ? What kind of monster is that?

Bai Guifei, who had long expected that this was the case, still maintained a calm appearance on the surface, but she was secretly vigilant in her heart. Ling Jingxuan is indeed a farmer, but he is definitely not an ordinary farmer. His medical skills, poison skills, Ingenuity, talent in any aspect is enough to instantly kill many people present. If you think about it carefully, he has only been in the capital for a few months. The Xiao family has collapsed, and the youngest daughter of the Xiao family is sent to the military camp. In the army, the eldest princess Ling Qiang was slashed by thousands of knives, and the imperious Xiao family was also abolished. The Xiao family, the first prince and the fourth prince had to be temporarily silent. Concubine Shu, Zhang family and the third prince were even worse, their homes were raided Some of them were raided, and those who were demoted were demoted. Today, Concubine Jin and the Fifth Prince have also followed in their footsteps. All of this has something to do with Ling Jingxuan. It would be too difficult to beat them. If it wasn't a fluke, it would be a matter of strength.

Looking up at the queen sitting on the phoenix chair, Concubine Bai's eyes quickly slid with a hint of cruelty, Chu Yunhan, why is your luck always so good? In the past, the emperor was protecting you, and now you have the full support of Prince Cheng's husband, who will appear next time? No, there will be no next time, this palace will never let you survive the next time!

Um?

Suddenly feeling a chilling killing intent locked on him, Chu Yunhan frowned almost undetectably, his gaze was straight at Concubine Bai,

The latter smiled at him and nodded, and quickly looked away, Chu Yunhan frowned more and more tightly, was it his illusion? No, it wasn't an illusion, he had indeed clearly felt a strong murderous aura and resentment just now, his cold gaze couldn't help but glance at Concubine Bai, and Chu Yunhan quietly took this matter to heart.

Chapter 437 Yang Zhaoyi bowed her head and pleaded guilty

"Princess, the servant you want has already been brought."

When the emperor and his son were 'warm and affectionate', chūnxiang also brought a few rough eunuchs to twist the limbs, the swollen palace maid and the fingers were wrapped with white cloth strips, Wanfu who seemed to have never suffered any inhuman torture. When she took it out, everyone's eyes were focused on them in an instant. When Yang Zhaoyi saw Wan Fu, she couldn't hide her shock, but she quickly calmed down. Wan Fu would not betray him. Killing the mouth is also to leave him to bring down Concubine Ye who occupied the seat of Concubine Xiao, so what if they found Wanfu? In the end, it was still Concubine Ye Gui who was unlucky.

Yan Shengrui's saying is right, the more confident people are, the more arrogant they are. Yang Zhaoyi was too relieved.

Ye Guifei was also shocked to see Wanfu. Combined with the topics they talked about earlier, it is very likely that these two were the ones who murdered the seventh prince, but why are they in her palace? Realizing that she might have been framed, Concubine Ye Gui could no longer stay out of the situation to maintain her calm, and a little anxiety appeared on her face.

"Who are they?" Yan Shengzhi, who was holding his son, gave Ling Jingxuan a pointed look, could they be? ?

"Wan Fu, the maid at the clothes washing place and the eunuch in Ye Guifei's palace."

Ling Jingxuan didn't betray him either, and directly revealed their identities.

"Concubine Ye?!"

Yan Shengzhi's sharp eyes slammed towards Concubine Ye, who fell to his knees in a panic: "Your Majesty, there is no concubine, Wanfu is indeed a person in the palace of the concubine, but the concubine did not tell him to do anything, Your Majesty, Niangniang, you believe in the concubine, the concubine has not done anything."

In this case, how can you not be afraid? Not only her, but also Ye Guifei's elder brother, Ye Shangshu, representative of the Ministry of War, and Sun Liang, the representative of the new nobles, all became nervous. The court structure was mainly divided into three major factions. The second type is the royal family. In short, it refers to all members of the Yan family. As for the third type, from the new nobles of the dragon, it refers to the poor generals who have assisted the emperor to ascend the throne or have been promoted by the emperor himself. Wait, the nobles and the royal clans have their own backgrounds, the new nobles are different, everything they have is given by the current emperor, only the emperor is their only master, under normal circumstances, they will never carry it behind their backs. What the emperor does is outrageous and contrary to the holy will, because they know that the emperor can give them to them, and they can easily take it back. They don't have the background of aristocratic families or royal clansmen, and they can't bear the emperor's anger.

"Do you want to be like Concubine Virtue too? Everything is in front of you. Do you want me to believe in you?"

Just because Concubine Ye Gui is the representative of the upstart, Yan Shengzhi is even more ruthless. If he can't even trust the upstart he has cultivated, who else can he trust?