After resigning, I switched to fortune-telling

Chapter 67

The chief eunuch was so horrified that he could hardly speak. He felt that he had discovered some shocking secrets—that was the emperor's mind that no outsiders should know.Years of experience in the palace told the chief eunuch that at this moment he should quietly leave as if he didn't know anything.

Tonight, the moon shines on the ground like water, the autumn dew condenses on the branches, and nothing happens.

So he backed out as quietly as when he came, and before he finally left, he glanced back in and vaguely saw the emperor's fingertips pressed against Wei Guogong's son's lips, he didn't dare to look any more, and hurried out of the palace, unable to do anything. Find out whether the emperor's fingertips were accidentally touched or lingered like a dragonfly.

Only the sleeping party knows nothing.

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Xie Tangru doesn't like dreams, especially after the dream that seems to predict or even dominate his future.

But he has no way to control the occurrence of dreams.After so many dreams related to the "future", Xie Tangru was already a little skeptical. If the first dream could be attributed to chance or God's favor, but the second and third times after that, Xie Tangru Never believe that it is because of some so-called accident that I glimpsed the shadow of fate.

Xie Tang stood silently beside the Nine Micro Lamps. The Nine Micro Lamps, which were taller than a person, swayed and twisted into pieces of shadows in the night wind. Zhang Xianshi, who was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, stood in the center of the hall, his face was pale, and his expression was stern. The emperor bowed his head deeply, his voice was blown to Xie Tangru's ears by the wind.

"...Your Majesty, please forgive Pindao for his inability to do anything about the son."

He failed to cast the secret method, and did not call back the soul of the dead.This was originally a secret method with a very low probability. Before performing it, Zhang Xianshi once warned Shang Qingyao that the emperor did not show any obvious emotions about this result, but just closed his eyes.

"In that case, I know."

The wind lamp flickered, and suddenly it began to rain patter outside the hall, dark clouds covered the moon in the sky, and the cold wind poured in, blowing away the twelve knots on the emperor's forehead, and the balls collided chaotically, illuminating his stern eyes.

Immortal Master Zhang bowed his head deeply again, he was already extremely old, so his body was rickety, even an immortal cultivator who cultivated the Dao of Longevity and explored the world of mortals could not resist the passage of time. "Your Majesty... If Your Majesty insists, maybe you can order people to find the Guifang clan who live in seclusion in the mountains on the border of Lingnan—they are rumored to have cracked the mysteries of life and death in the world, whether it is immortality, youthful return, or resurrection from death. The Guifang family has a way. When I was young, I visited the Guifang family and learned the secret method. Unfortunately, I didn't learn the essence, so I couldn't bring the son back to life. Maybe someone in the Guifang family who is proficient in this secret method can successfully perform the secret method for Your Majesty. "

The night was blown by the wind, the lights and shadows twisted and swayed, and the surrounding scenery became blurred again.

"I do know that there is a technique that can change fate against the sky, and in this world, I am the only one who can perform it for you, but the price for performing this secret technique-you bear the fate of the emperor, and the blessings are profound, and only It is enough to complete the sacrifice of the secret technique in exchange for your whole body's energy."

The hoarse and vague voice shrouded in thick fog spoke maliciously.

Xie Tangru thought to himself, this should be the person from the Guifang clan that Zhang Xianshi said.

This was by no means a well-meaning transaction, and even his malice towards Shang Qingyao was substantial, almost overflowing.Xie Tangru stood in nothingness, letting the mist pass by his body, he thought calmly, if Shang Qingyao was sober enough, he would never agree to such a ridiculous thing.

As a qualified emperor, he should weigh gains and losses better than anyone else in the world, but he is a dead person, no big deal...Shang Qingyao will naturally meet many better people in the future, and Xie Tangru, It's just the least knowledgeable and the least special one among them.

... Shang Qingyao had no reason to agree to such excessive conditions.

After a long time, another voice that Xie Tangru was familiar with said: "Okay."

A single word is decisive and decisive.

...............

So he really doesn't like dreams.

After waking up, I haven't had the same dream again for several days, but the various scenes in the dream are always repeated, playing in Xie Tangru's mind all the time.

It caused him to feel inexplicably irritable, and he didn't even want to appear in front of Shang Qingyao, so he hadn't returned to the palace for several days, until the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and the news that the palace ordered Wei Guogong and his son to enter the palace for a banquet was laughed at. The chief eunuch read out, and Xie Tangru finally remembered that the catastrophe he could not escape was coming.

The chief eunuch smiled and handed the imperial decree to Xie Tangru with both hands, casually probing Xie Tangru's tone: "Your Majesty hasn't entered the palace these days, but what are you busy with?"

He couldn't help sighing in his heart as he spoke, if Xie Tang hadn't been in the palace for the past few days, the maids and eunuchs on duty would all be trembling - even though their eyes were not very good, they could still feel Shang Qingyao's obvious bad mood come out.When the Chief Eunuch found out that Xie Tangru was leaving the palace, his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He almost thought that His Majesty's various unusual behaviors were discovered by His Majesty Xie, but seeing the emperor's expression, it seemed that this was not the case.

He had the courage to ask the emperor cautiously: "Your Majesty, do you want to order someone to bring Wei Guogong's son back?"

The emperor's expression was extremely complicated at that time, so that he, an old man who had been up and down in the palace for half his life, could not understand what he was thinking.In the end, the emperor just said softly: "No, let him go."

Xie Tangru saw the slight difference in his expression from before, and couldn't help squinting his eyes: "Could it be something happened in the palace that Eunuch Fang said so?"

The chief eunuch leaned over and said to him in a low voice: "Your Majesty Xie, you don't know. Your Majesty hasn't seen you in the palace for the past few days, and he doesn't seem to be in a good mood as usual. Those of us who serve you think that we are serving you somewhere." Not thoughtful enough, everyone is trembling! Oops!"

There was already a reminder in his words that he shouldn't be the one to say, but Xie Tangru bent his lips lightly as if he didn't hear it: "These few days coincide with the festival of His Majesty's biological mother, Mrs. Mingyue, so it's okay to be in a bad mood. As it should be, I will pay more attention to the fair day.”

Chief eunuch: "..." He didn't know for a moment whether he should say that Mr. Xie was really stupid or fake, but a slave can never question his master, so he could only bitterly say: "Yes, yes, my slave." They will definitely pay more attention.”

Only then did Xie Tangru show a satisfied smile: "Eunuch Fang is an old man in the palace for many years, so he should know a little about His Majesty's biological mother, right? I don't know why this lady died of illness, leaving the young His Majesty alone Alone in the world."

Eunuch Fang thought to himself, where is he alone? His Majesty's father, the late Emperor, was not dead at that time.But in His Majesty's situation, it doesn't matter if you have a father or not.

But he couldn't show such disrespectful words on his face at all, and said vaguely: "Master Xie, you are embarrassing the old slave. Although the slave said that he stayed in the palace for a few years longer than the others, he did it. They are all insignificant jobs, and they have never been to Lady Mingyue’s palace, so how do I know when Lady Mingyue died of a sudden illness. However, after the death of Lady Mingyue, His Majesty the late Emperor was sad for quite a while—” He stopped abruptly at this point , smiled embarrassingly, "Look at the talkative slaves, slaves can talk about the affairs of the masters casually. Back then, there was a talkative offender next to Mrs. Mingyue, who said that the late emperor was ruthless and ungrateful. The little maid who violated the law of heaven was executed. You still have to be cautious in your words and deeds in this palace."

"It's getting late today, and the slave has to go back to the palace to return to his command, so I'll take my leave first."

This eunuch is a fine person polished in the palace, and he can only point to the end of everything, but so much information is enough for Xie Tangru.

Xie Tangru smiled and nodded, and ordered Jianshuang beside him to hand him the purse that he had prepared early in the morning. The chief eunuch weighed it up, politely declined twice, and carefully stuffed it into his sleeve.

After he left, Jianshuang asked: "Why did your son suddenly ask about the cause of Mrs. Mingyue's death?"

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Xie Tangru's tone was unclear, "The cause of Mrs. Mingyue's death is unknown, and the cause of my mother's death...is not very convincing. This is really an interesting coincidence."

Jianshuang was a little worried for no reason, but Xie Yuan came over and saw her like this, and tilted his head in surprise to look at her: "You can't be thinking about your son's words, are you?"

Jianshuang turned her head away, not wanting to talk to him.Xie Yuan couldn't help laughing, full of ridicule towards his colleagues, "Shizi's duplicity is not a matter of a day or two, he said it was a coincidence this time, and it is probably really a coincidence - can't you see that? Is it? The son is just for...here, that person you know."

When he spoke, his eyes indicated the direction of the palace, with an expression of mutual understanding.

"Ms. Mingyue's death and Mrs....is it really just a coincidence?" Jianshuang asked in a low voice.

"If you insist on explaining the connection between Mrs. Yue's death and Mrs. First's death, then it's not that they have nothing in common—" Xie Yuan thought for a while, and said with Jianshuang's slightly expectant gaze, "The first One, they are all beautiful, and two, they have all been dead for many years."

"........."

Jianshuang stared at him coldly, turned her head and left.

Xie Yuan watched her leave, and then put away the expression on his face.

Not to mention anything else, but Shizi's ability to piss people off...it's still somewhat useful, at least it can make people think a little less, Jianshuang should really thank him.

He nodded, agreed with his own idea, and walked away.

At the same time, the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner in the palace finally kicked off slowly with singing, dancing, orchestral and interlacing.

It is rare for the prince to dress up formally. He wears the official dress of the prince of the state. The vermilion dress makes his eyebrows and eyes look like spring flowers and autumn moons. These amorous brows and eye corners arouse the nobility and elegance of heaven and nobles. On the hem of the clothes, the white crane flutters its wings and is about to fly, surrounded by auspicious clouds and dark patterns, shining brightly.

Wei Guogong hummed two syllables out of his nose, "That's right, you've cleaned up like a human being." After finishing speaking, he remembered to warn his family, a bastard who can make 1 people worry, "Although you have a good relationship with the emperor, if you get out Some people will make a mess for you, but don't make trouble for me tonight-I don't want to be scolded behind your back with you, do you know that?"

Xie Tangru understood what his father meant.

His father's words were ruthless, and the biggest point he revealed was that you can make trouble if you want, but don't call him over to help clean up the mess, call him Shang Qingyao, anyway, he is the emperor and he can handle it.

Xie Tangru smiled slightly: "You really don't trust me too much."

Seeing his smile, Wei Guogong started to have a toothache, he waved his hand, "In short, you have decided to live in peace, let your father and I live a few more years, then just tell me to worry about it—what happened? Holding the emperor's thigh and crying, don't call me Laozi, it's useless to call me Laozi."

"This is just an ordinary dinner in the palace. You must be overthinking it." Xie Tangru had a faint smile on his face. He didn't plan to plan anything today.If the old emperor was in power, he would be happy to see something happen, but if it was Shang Qingyao, then there was no need.

"It's best like this." His father glanced at him, turned around and pulled down the curtain of the carriage, "I have a car by myself, you sit in the back."

Xie Tangru: "..."