"Muren! Muyang!" It was quiet in the middle of the night, but was pierced by a shrill cry. Emperor Yonghua woke up from a nightmare, his clothes were wet.
The eunuchs on night duty heard that the emperor had a frightened dream, and hurriedly gathered around, hung up tents, and held incense candles. "Your Majesty, this slave deserves to die!" Several eunuchs were lying on the ground, looking terrified.
The candlelight was gently swayed by their figures, vaguely illuminating the deep fear in Emperor Yonghua's eyes. He supported his body with his hands, panting heavily, and the sweat on his forehead was like morning dew.
"Go and call Ju Zheng, quickly!" He suddenly regained his composure and shouted loudly at the eunuchs who were kneeling in front of him.
The old eunuch at the head had served Emperor Yonghua for more than twenty years, and it was rare to see him so irritable. Now he was so frightened that his hands and feet were trembling, and he hurriedly retreated after the order.
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"Besides calling the names of the two His Highnesses, what else did the Emperor say?" Ni Ju asked the old eunuch beside him as he was walking quickly.
The old eunuch is a big eunuch on night duty, how can he dare to take a nap carelessly? He had been staying in Emperor Yonghua's palace, and then he only heard the emperor calling these four words, and replied: "Mr. Ni, the emperor only called the names of His Highnesses Yi Wang and Zhi Wang. He woke up as soon as the voice fell. Nothing else was said."
With a worried look on his face, Ni Ju walked for a while and saw that he was about to reach Emperor Yonghua's residence. He turned around and asked, "What time is it now?"
"Mr. Ni, it's about two o'clock in the morning. I've already reported the incident before." The old eunuch followed and reported with the lantern. The Clepsydra Room chimes the time every half an hour. Eunuchs who have been in the palace for a long time have their own way of telling time. Since the old eunuch said it was the second quarter of the hour, the difference between the two quarters would not be more than one cup of tea.
"Your Majesty, the old minister is here!" Ni Ju was walking quickly towards Emperor Yonghua, holding his hand and reporting.
At this time, the eunuchs had already changed Emperor Yonghua into clean robes, and he was sitting on the tea table, frowning and thinking deeply. After waking up from the dream, the lingering fear in the corners of his eyes had not dissipated, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. After hearing Ni Juzheng's voice, he hurriedly raised his head and said, "Juzheng, come on, come and talk to me for a while!" Then he waved to the eunuchs waiting on the side and said, "You guys go down first! Outside the palace Wait!"
"Yes!" A group of eunuchs, old and young, silently responded and retreated.
"Your Majesty, would you like to ask Taoist Master Zhan to come over?" Ni Ju was standing next to Emperor Yonghua, only two or three feet away from him. He could already see that his face was pale and his eyes were anxious, which made him even more worried.
For several days in a row, Emperor Yonghua couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned thousands of times every night. He didn't realize it was dawn, and his body gradually became exhausted. Yesterday, I summoned Zhan Wei at Youshi and took his "Ningxin Pill". As expected, I fell asleep early. However, after falling into a deep sleep, he gradually fell into a nightmare and was unable to extricate himself, so that he woke up from the dream. At this time, recalling what he had dreamed about, Emperor Yonghua still felt chills running down his spine and numbness in his scalp.
"Don't rush to find Zhan Wei now. There is no one here, just sit down and chat with me for a while!" Emperor Yonghua pointed to the chair beside him and said softly. Ni Juzheng had served Emperor Yonghua for many years. He was now very old and seemed to be in his seventies in the blink of an eye. Emperor Yonghua looked at his slightly hunched figure and all-white temples. Although he said nothing in his mouth, he often felt sad and sad in his heart. The two of them are not only master and servant, but also close friends who have been in love for more than fifty years. It is not an exaggeration to say that Ni Ju was the closest person to Emperor Yonghua.
Ni Jucheng thought: "If the emperor dies in front of him, I will be a martyr for him. Anyway, life is no longer fun. It is better to accompany him, or to wait at the foot of the spring."
"Ju Zheng, I had several nightmares...several nightmares. Muren and Mu Yang were in their dreams, wandering and covered in blood. They asked me, 'Father, why did you send us away?' Capital? Don’t you know that there are people who want to harm us? Don’t you know that there are evil people who are just waiting for us to leave the capital to harm us? Father, don’t you know? My son is so miserable... My son is so miserable... . 'I...I'm not! I'm not!' Emperor Yonghua said, crying and shaking his head.
"Your Majesty, it's just a dream. Don't think about it too much. Don't hurt yourself!" Ni Juzheng poured him a cup of tea and held it over with both hands while saying.
Emperor Yonghua took the tea cup but did not drink it. He slowly placed it on the tea table with a look of deep thought on his face. Suddenly his eyes flashed with light and he loudly called Ni Ju Zhengdao: "The dream... is true! Zhan is good at interpreting dreams, Invite him quickly!"
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"How is this wine?" Xia Muren asked with a smile.
This is a narrow mouth jar with a capacity of five kilograms, containing about four kilograms of "gimmicks". There were only two glasses left, one for each of them.
"Wine... the wine is good." After a hundred glasses, Ah Tong didn't know the taste of the wine. When Xia Muren asked, she answered softly. He has always been cold-tempered, but at this time he could not calm down. Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, he could not stop his anxiety from showing.
"A Tong, if you have the chance, I hope you can rush out." Xia Muren looked at him and said seriously. Although Xia Chenghuan has begun to show his ability to stand on his own, he still lacks an extremely skilled guard like A Tong who can follow him to death. Xia Muren drank wine and listened to the noise outside the hospital. He knew that he was at a disadvantage and was afraid that he would not be able to hold on. This was something he didn't expect. "Prince Yun's Mansion and Jiu Dian are actually so powerful. I really underestimated them."
"Ah Tong almost froze to death in the snow. Fortunately, the prince saved him. In this life, he will only serve one master. Today, you live and I live, and you die and I die!" This is the first time he has violated Xia Muren's wishes, and perhaps the last. once.
Xia Muren laughed, shook his head and said, "I am too obsessed. Chenghuan has his own destiny, how can I care about him? Okay, let's finish this drink!" After saying this, he took the glasses and clinked them.
Ah Tong's eyes were filled with tears. She grinned and tears started to flow down her face. She hurriedly lowered her head and picked up the wine glass. She choked with sobs and said, "Your Majesty, come here!"
"Keng!" After clinking glasses, the two of them drank the last glass of wine.
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"Who are you? You are not Zhang Suiguang!" Old monk Xuan Yue pointed at the three men in black cloaks opposite him and said with an angry look on his face. Naturally, he knew that there were many masters of the Nine Palaces, but when he actually got to grips with them, he realized that he had still underestimated them. They don't look like humans at all, maybe they can't even be counted as animals. Their attacks are ruthless, and they are not afraid of death. They often only attack but not defend. Even Xuan Yue, who is said to be the best in the world, can't take advantage of one against three. In particular, one of the three has extremely high martial arts skills and rich combat experience. Even in Xuan Yue's opinion, he is not far behind Zhang Suiguang.
These are the three masters ranked second, fifth, and sixth in the Nine Halls. Zhang Suiguang has made it clear that he wants to take the opportunity to get rid of Xuan Yue. His ambitions don't stop at what's in front of him?
Bodhicitta took off his mask and said coldly: "Nine Halls of Bodhicitta!" This was to express respect for the old monk. After all, they are all masters of the world, and people in the world have always respected the strong. Xuan Yue's martial arts has obviously won his respect. After Bodhicitta said this, he clasped the hand of the Netherworld Ghost in his palm and leaned forward to attack. One of the two masters beside him went around behind Xuan Yue, and the other went around to the left side of Xuan Yue.
