Yu'er had a meal with her parents and played with her sister for a while.
Seeing nightfall, he returned to the palace where he lived.
He didn't go to rest, but looked at the list of deceased guards and the pensions planned for their families.
Yu'er took a deep breath, picked up the pen and added an amount of money at the back.
"The deceased have passed away, but the living still have to live a good life. I can't do much for them, so I can make up for my own regrets."
The little eunuch who was studying ink on the side looked at Yu'er deeply.
When Yu'er put down her pen, the eunuch bowed and whispered, "Thank you, Your Highness...
"It is a blessing for the servants to be able to serve His Highness, a Crown Prince who cares so much about his servants and subordinates and treats his servants as human beings."
The eunuch's eyes were red and filled with tears.
I don't know if it's because I'm moved, or because I think of myself...if I could one day be escorted by him.
Not only can he gain a good reputation after his death, but he can also bring actual pensions to his family... Then his death will be worth it.
Yu'er sighed softly and turned around to look for Han Xian.
"Uncle, aren't you asleep yet?" Yu'er called the door.
Han Xian is meditating in the room.
The elixir that junior sister gave him today was so magical.
He still doesn't feel tired. He has worked hard all day and used countless Taoist methods. In the past, he would have collapsed from exhaustion.
But today he still felt full of energy, and even while meditating, it was easier than usual to enter a state of concentration and selflessness.
When Yu'er called him back to his mind that was "wandering" in the chaos of Taixu, he was still quite reluctant to let go.
"here I am……"
Han Xian stood up and opened the door for Yu'er.
Yu'er stared at her big round eyes, as pure and innocent as a deer, "Uncle, do you have any teachings that make people only tell the truth?"
Han Xian was startled for a moment and immediately understood by stroking his beard.
He laughed and said, "Did the young man who was locked up in the crypt with His Highness today not tell the truth?"
Yu'er snorted, "He is full of lies, talking about 'uncle and aunt'. He thinks that because of his kinship relationship and that he is a junior, his father, the emperor and his mother can't do anything to him!"
Han Xian said, "This is a matter between the emperor and the empress. Your Highness does not need to worry about it. They can handle it well."
Yu'er pursed her lips, "He also said that the queen mother saved his life during our first autumn hunt that year!
"He can use the fact that his mother saved him to play the family card...it shows that he is even more shameless than before.
"I'm not worried that my father, queen and mother will be deceived by him, I just want to..."
Yu'er's eyes rolled.
"The word 'filial piety' is overwhelming. If Grandpa Huang is deceived by others, he will come out to stir things up.
"Even if the father, the emperor, and the empress knew that he was a liar, they would still be in trouble.
"Master uncle has a clever trick, wouldn't it make my father, the emperor and his mother less embarrassed?"
Han Xian touched his chin and smiled, "As soon as Your Highness wears this high hat, Han will be embarrassed to refuse."
Yu'er also laughed when he heard this, "It's clear that my master cherishes his fellow disciples and cares about my father, the emperor and his mother, so he agreed to Yu'er."
"Hey, is this little mouth covered with honey?" Han Xian smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits.
But soon, he knew that he was overjoyed.
I can get His Highness the Prince to say so many nice things, is that all in vain?
He also demands a lot!
Han Xian rarely wrote about talismans, and the skills he practiced had reached the stage where they became tangible and intangible.
On weekdays, he operates by himself without drawing talismans.
But today the prince wanted to use it, so he prepared yellow paper and cinnabar ink, and concentrated on the tip of the pen...
"Master, don't be busy. Please tell me first. Can this talisman make him know everything and tell him everything?
"Or, unless he is willing to speak, then 'what he says must be true'?"
Han Xian glanced at Yu'er, tilted his head and thought for a while, "Good question... In terms of the way of heaven and earth. He has a choice. As long as he is willing to speak, he can only tell the truth."
"Then what if he doesn't want to speak?" Yu'er asked.
Han Xian said, "Then increase his willingness to speak in terms of Taoism.
"Also, the situation will also put pressure on people. The emperor and the empress ask him, but he doesn't speak. Isn't this justified?"
Yu'er raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a wicked smile.
"Uncle, I have a strange poison... Taoism can give him the right to choose freely, but if he doesn't speak, the poison will take effect.
"Our Taoism and Qidu are two-pronged approach, do you think it's okay?"
Han Xian: "..."
That's fine... but isn't that making things difficult for him?
Yu'er seemed to see the embarrassment on his face, tilting her little head and looking at him with admiration.
"Didn't my uncle say that day that all challenges are opportunities to improve yourself?"
Yu'er blinked her big eyes.
Han Xian: "..."
Hey, he's so damn competitive! Knowing that Yu'er was deliberately provoking him, he had to "face the difficulties"!
"Come on, Your Highness, let's try it!"
He said he was "trying", and he had already rolled up his sleeves, with a look on his face that he would not give up until he achieved his goal. It was not as simple as giving it a try.
Han Xian and Yu'er fought at night, studying for half a night...how to fuse the Taoist talisman and Yu'er's strange poison together.
This night... not only the two of them were restless.
Zhou Lingfeng, who was imprisoned, was not idle either.
Because there was limited space in the palace to detain people, Xiao Yunjie was also imprisoned not far from him after he was brought back by Wuhuada.
Zhou Lingfeng looked suspicious when he saw them pushing Xiao Yunjie.
"That boy looks...a little familiar?"
He was thinking and calculating, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Silver mask?!"
He listened carefully and heard people outside talking about "the orphan of the deposed prince".
Zhou Lingfeng now fully understood, "That's it! Whether he can turn over or not depends on him! He can't be caught!"
Zhou Lingfeng thought about it, the palace was not big, the ministers set up camp, hunted with the emperor, and came and went frequently.
We can't hide this... This is also the best time.
It's a pity that his hands are tied... How can he inform the Emperor?
Zhou Lingfeng was so anxious that he wished he could draw the talisman with his feet.
After pondering over it, he actually found a way...
Early the next morning.
The emperor fell ill.
He lay in bed unable to get up and screamed that he felt uncomfortable all over.
Because last time, he had blisters on his mouth and throat, and he lost his voice and could not speak.
He "glared" all the imperial doctors... If he hadn't abdicated, he might have killed a few more people to vent his anger.
Everyone from the Imperial Hospital who came to Qiu Lie, when they heard that the Supreme Emperor was ill again... you and I all felt that this matter was difficult to handle.
It definitely won't work if you can't pass the blame. So several imperial doctors discussed the countermeasures and went together to diagnose and treat the emperor.
"I dreamed that the deposed prince gave me a dream... that he was being tortured in the underworld.
"He said that he has realized his mistake and hopes that I can save his legitimate son left in the world... That is also my legitimate grandson. How can I not feel sad?"
Several people from Tai Hospital immediately understood...
This is not a physical illness, but a "mental illness".
"I will prescribe some soothing tonic to the Supreme Emperor..."
"I don't want tonic! I heard that Yun Jie is back... I want to see him."
