Everyone in the hall quickly evacuated. After about three or four minutes, Li Xiancai finally waited for Li Zhi's question.
"What happened just now?"
Li Xian replied without hesitation: "Father, the person who set up the formation deliberately pierced the needle not deeply. At the same time, the rope was still made of hemp rope, coated with a large amount of red paint and an extra layer of water." I am afraid that freezing it is just to achieve the same effect when breaking the formation.
The son asked people to break open the roof of the palace, and asked eighty-one sergeants to hold large torches, in order to heat up the palace and speed up the circulation of air. In this way, the hemp ropes will tighten when they heat up and remove the moisture. The needle will be pulled out by the taut thread, nothing strange. Of course, Erchen arranged this in order to achieve the effect faster. In fact, other methods are also possible, but it takes a process to raise the temperature and dissipate the water vapor, which cannot keep up with the speed of Erchen's arrangement. "
Telling the truth was Li Xian's decision.
As long as we are human beings, there will be times when we waver. In fact, Li Zhi is very smart. He only chooses to believe in things like gods and monsters because he is trapped in the knot of life span. If outsiders fool him, there may not be any consequences. If he, the prince, does the same thing and fools him, the consequences will be disastrous!
So even if telling the truth would leave Li Zhi speechless, he had no other choice.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Li Zhi suddenly lost interest. He glanced at Yu Yan's curling formation, waved his sleeves, and walked out.
After walking out of the Chongjiao Hall, looking at the trembling palace maids and eunuchs around him, and then at Du Chunyi, Li Zhi said calmly: "Kill all the slaves on duty in the Chongjiao Hall, as well as the Taoist priests who performed rituals in the Chongjiao Hall before. .”
Although he was mentally prepared, Du Chunyi still trembled slightly when he actually received this order. Since ancient times, any incident involving witchcraft and poison in the palace will inevitably cause a bloodbath. Now that something like this happens, only a few hundred people need to die, which is simply an unexpected blessing.
"The last general takes command!"
Seeing that Du Chunyi agreed, Li Xian quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands and said: "Father, since the matter is not too big, there is no need to go on a killing spree!"
Li Zhi glared at Li Xian and snorted coldly: "Some things, seeing more blood, are beneficial after all. But since you have spoken, I promise you that you don't have to kill the slaves on duty in the East Palace." .”
Seeing that Li Zhi finally changed his tune, Li Xian was relieved.
Just when Li Zhi gave the order, he clearly saw many mentally fragile palace ladies fainting directly, and there were also several palace ladies and eunuchs who were feces and urine.
Since Li Yun and Xiao Desheng both proved that no one had ever entered the Chongjiao Hall, the possibility of something happening inside the East Palace was almost zero. At this time, as the lord of the East Palace, he, the prince, still had to step in to protect his own people.
As for those stray hairs...
This incident must have something to do with them, so if they are cut off, they will be cut off.
The palace maids and eunuchs who had to escape the disaster breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the saint change his mind. Du Chunyi, who took the order, ordered half of the Qianniu Guards away and stormed out of the East Palace in a fierce manner.
As for the remaining Qianniu Guards, they surrounded the East Palace with five steps and one sentry.
Whether it was the assassination during Qiu Yu or the current witchcraft case, it proved that someone wanted to harm the current prince. Under such circumstances, Donggong really needs to defend himself.
Although the East Palace is not within the scope of the Daming Palace, the actions of thousands of Niu Guards are still too obvious. Because Qian Niuwei is the royal bodyguard, no one dares to interfere. The officials who noticed Qianniuwei's movements knew that something big had happened, but no one knew what exactly happened.
The more unknown something is, the more terrifying it is. For a time, many officials in the three provinces and six ministries had forgotten the happiness brought by money and were panicking and not knowing what to do.
Compared with these frightened people, Hao Chujun and others were relatively calm. Although they were all gathered together, waiting to be summoned, everyone knew that the matter would not be too serious.
From noon to evening, a housekeeper ran anxiously into the lobby of Zhongshu Provincial Department, put a secret letter on the table, turned around and ran away. He didn't dare to know the contents of the letter.
Hao Chujun opened the secret letter, glanced at it casually, and handed it to Zhang Wenguan.
"More than four hundred and thirty? Old Hao, are you sure you're not wrong?"
Faced with Zhang Wenguan's doubts, Hao Chujun laughed and said: "The number will not be wrong. It can change from thirty to forty-fifty at most. Don't worry, since my messenger can detect this number, it means that the saint deliberately asked me to wait. I know. Lao Zhang, it’s your turn now.”
Zhang Wenguan stood up, sighed deeply, and prepared to enter the palace to face the saint. Although everyone knew that the emperor was really angry and something happened that should not be made public, he still wanted to ask clearly. On the one hand, the officials felt at ease. On the other hand, he was a servant himself and had the function of correcting the mistakes of the saints. Even if the matter was secret, he was qualified to know something.
He hurried from Zhongshu Province to the harem and delivered the message. After a while, Jiang Hao came out in person.
"Shizhong Zhang, the saint is entertaining guests and has no time to meet with him. If you have any questions, the Zajia family can help you with your questions. Do you think so?"
Meeting a saint is naturally stressful, but if you face Jiang Hao...
Zhang Wenguan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Since the manager can clear up the confusion, it is naturally excellent."
"This is not the place to talk. Please ask Zhang Shizhong to move."
Seeing Jiang Hao leaving, Zhang Wenguan quickly followed.
Not long after, Zhang Wenguan, who looked strange, was sent out of the harem by Jiang Hao.
Back at Zhongshu Province, Hao Chujun and others, who had been anxious for a long time, hurriedly gathered around to ask what happened.
Zhang Wenguan, who knew the ins and outs, naturally knew that there was no way to fully explain this matter, so he could only cup his hands and say: "Don't ask any further, I can only say that only more than 400 people died, which is already very rare. This is The matter has nothing to do with us, we can just go to work as usual."
Seeing Zhang Wenguan say this, Zhang Lanyue was the first to say goodbye. They still trust Zhang Wenguan. Since Zhang Wenguan did not dare to say more about things, there is no need to ask too much; since Zhang Wenguan said that it was a blessing that only more than 400 people died, then there is no need to investigate who these more than 400 people were. Why did he die? Since Zhang Wenguan said that he would go to work as usual, he should go back to work.
Seeing that the chief officials of the three provinces and six ministries walked away without asking any further questions, Zhang Wenguan also breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hands and prepared to leave.
"Brother, I don't ask you anything else, I just want to ask you, how is the prince?"
Hearing Hao Chujun's question, Zhang Wenguan knew that he had guessed the truth.
"The prince is fine."
After saying that, Zhang Wenguan walked out of the lobby of Zhongshu Provincial Department without looking back.
Some people died, but not completely...
