Yu Wu

Chapter 179 Palace

The hall was as silent as death for a moment, except for those high-lit candles with dragon patterns still burning ostentatiously, illuminating everyone's faces.Murong Lian slowly walked out of the shadows, stepped into the hall, and stood in the center of the sea of ​​eyes.

Lifting his face, Sanbai peach blossom eyes looked coldly at the man on the throne.

"Your Majesty."

"..." The man on the throne didn't look at him, but stared at the elder of Shennongtai with an almost terrifying look, and then turned around to meet Murong Lian's eyes.

Obviously it was a face like facing an abyss, but it was still barely covered with a layer of warmth, a bit concerned, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang Shu is in danger, why are you still here for the banquet?"

Murong Lian said lightly: "Thanks to Your Majesty, it is already well."

After finishing speaking, he said to everyone: "Put down the medicine in your hands, it is not an antidote, it is poison."

Everyone was shocked: "What!?"

"..." Your Majesty was silent for a moment, his eyes darkened, and then he raised his chin slightly, signaling the elders of Shennongtai to help Murong Lian: "Elder Chen, Mr. Wang Shu is always talking nonsense these days. I don’t know if I watched him carefully. Why don’t you take him down to rest soon?”

"Ah..." Elder Chen was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly went down, "Yes, Mr. Wang Shu, you are very sick, go to the inner room with the old minister to have a rest."

After saying that, he wanted to pull Murong Lian's sleeve, but Murong Lian rolled his eyes and said coldly to Elder Chen: "Old baby, you know very well what you have mixed with the medicine you gave me these days. Get out of here before I get angry, or I'll let you know what pain is."

Elder Chen was sweating profusely, his neck shrunk from being scolded by Murong Lian, and he went to the king tremblingly.

Your Majesty's face gradually turned blue, but he was still calm, and he squeezed a smile: "Murong Lian, I just hope you are sick and faint."

Murong Lian didn't say a word, he was the most similar to the emperor among all his relatives, but at this moment he was standing under His Highness, his face similar to the emperor was completely disrespectful, facing the throne indifferently.

This made Jun Shang suddenly excited, and the prophecy about "Ziwei Xingchao, brothers fighting against each other, fighting in the same room" suddenly surfaced in his heart a long time ago - it's just that Murong Lian is a collateral lineage, not the main lineage, how could it be him?How could it be him?

Clenched hands on the nanmu armchair little by little, the meridian roots suddenly protruding.

But he still gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "It's also my fault that I didn't heal you. It made you lose your mind and come here to mess around in the Golden Temple."

"Your Majesty, what are you talking about?" Murong Lian said indifferently, "Your Majesty has let Elder Chen take good care of me day and night these days. You can't let me die immediately, so as not to attract suspicion, and you can't let me Get back to health, because I know too much."

Jun Shang sneered, with a sullen face: "You are like a dream, you smoke too much, spend your days and nights, drunk and dreaming. I can't even tell the difference between waking and dreaming."

He repeatedly insisted that Murong Lian "had a mental disorder and was talking nonsense". At first, everyone was terrified and unbelieving, but when he mentioned floating life like a dream, the expressions on some people's faces relaxed a little——

Everyone knows that Fushengruomeng smokes too much, and people will have hallucinations. Murong Lian has never left a cigarette pouch in his hand in the past few years, so he is really terminally ill.Looking at Murong Lian's appearance at the moment, his clothes are casual and careless, he really looks crazy.

However, Mo Xi was not among these people.

Mo Xi knew exactly what Murong Lian looked like when he was about to cause trouble, no matter how improper his demeanor was, his eyes were cold, like vultures hovering above the blue sky.Not to mention that he now knows what kind of person Junshang is, and the vague discomfort Jiang Fuli gave him...

Murong Lian wasn't crazy, it was Jun Shang who wanted to beat him into a lunatic.

Because what the lunatic said is naturally unbelievable.

At this time, his sleeve was suddenly slightly pulled. Mo Xi turned his head and saw Gu Mang staring at Murong Lian in a daze. His heart moved slightly, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"..." Gu Mang couldn't answer, he pursed his mouth and was dumbfounded.

After a while, he said: "I know him well.... I was locked up before, and everyone said that I assassinated someone. Is it him?"

Mo Xi patted his hand to comfort him, "You didn't do that."

Gu Mang fell silent again, staring at Murong Lian with blue eyes without blinking, and suddenly said: "...let him go."

"what?"

Gu Mang seemed to be stunned by his own reaction, but he still followed his instinct: "I remember that I want to let him, and I can't hate him."

"..."

And a little distressed: "But I don't remember who he is?"

While muttering, Murong Lian suddenly turned his face sideways, his eyes passed the others, and fell directly on Gu Mang's face.With Gu Mang's mental state at the moment, it is difficult for him to tell exactly what kind of eyes Murong Lian has - irritability, comparison, approval, relief... It seems that these emotions have passed one by one, but finally mixed together.

Gu Mang opened his eyes wide and looked at him in a daze, but there was a faint pain in his head, which seemed to flash past Murong Lian's blood-stained face by the moonlit river beach, and stretched out his hand to push and urge him: "Run! I can't figure it out!"

Gu Mang couldn't help but groaned in a low voice, and raised his hand to support his throbbing forehead.

"You lowly slave! You are the only one who deserves to touch my father's stuff? Take it off for me!"

"Put on this slave ring, and you will always be my lackey of Murong Lian."

Those sharp voices full of malice, full of spikes, and full of doubts in childhood and youth pierced his head, but in the end they all became the gentle voice of a woman:

"Ah Mang, they owe your life to you. Aunt Lin can't explain many things clearly, but...don't hate them too much, okay?"

And Murong Lian's hoarse urging when he was assassinated.

"Run away..."

Gu Mang couldn't help lowering his head and frowning, biting his back molars, his eyes were confused.Sensing his strangeness, Mo Xi immediately asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I..." Gu Mang muttered in a low voice, "I don't know." He raised his eyes to look at Murong Lian again, this time meeting Murong Lian's eyes.Murong Lian's eyes dodged a little for a while, but then turned back, staring at him unconvinced, and in the end, they softened little by little and became calm.

Gu Mang suddenly said softly: "I believe him, he is not a lunatic."

The distance was too far, Murong Lian didn't hear Gu Mang's words, but he seemed to be consolidating a certain idea in his heart while looking at Gu Mang.

He turned his head to look at Jun Shang again, and raised his voice.

"I, Murong Lian, used to only want to protect me from generation to generation in the Shu Mansion, and I didn't care whether others lived or died. For this reason, I was always satisfied with a corner of Pian'an. I was arrogant and domineering because the king did not doubt me. In more than thirty years, I have never Half a cent of what is worthy of my own pride. But I have a brother, who was stepped into the mire by me and still didn't forget what he should do, and was splashed with dirty water, but he still sticks to his original intention to protect the people of Chonghua."

"I was worried that when he coveted my position and stole my family's money, he was bearing the humiliation and not seeking for himself. I feel that I am fucking inferior to him." Murong Lian raised his peachy eyes, word by word, The words are clear, "I am not happy."

"When did I, Murong Lian, ever admit defeat? I fought with Lord Xihe, I fought with Lord Changle, I fought with the sky, the earth, and my life——I finally lost to such a humble kid?" With a sneer, he continued Without any intention of mocking Gu Mang, Murong Lian raised his bong and took a deep puff. In the thin smoke he exhaled, he said quietly, "I don't agree."

Jun Shang narrowed his eagle eyes: "Murong Lian, you should have finished your nonsense!"

"—Murong Chen."

As soon as these three characters came out, there was an uproar in the hall.

Your Majesty also looked pale.

This name has not appeared on the Golden Palace for a long time, but who doesn't know that it is the name of Your Majesty? !

Calling the king by his name directly in front of the palace is a crime to be punished!

"Murong Chen." Murong Lian repeated it slowly, pronouncing each of these three words very clearly.He sneered and said: "Listen to me, everyone used to say that I, Murong Lian, was a dude, but I changed my temper today, and today I want to be a hero again."

"You are far from the word hero!"

Murong Lian bowed his body symbolically: "Let me go, you are very close to the word shameless."

Your Majesty suppressed the raging flames of anger, and said word by word: "Murong Lian, are you tired of living and want to die?"

Murong Lian sneered and said, "Honey, haven't you sent someone to kill me already?"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said to Manchu Wenwu, "Masters, you have recognized that the pill in your hand is not a prescription for exorcising demons at all, but a medicine to influence people's hearts!"

Everyone was stunned and shocked.

"……what?!"

"A medicine that influences people's hearts?"

The bridge of Jun's nose was wrinkled, and his face looked like a tiger's wolf. He said gloomyly: "It's really absurd, nonsense! Everyone knows that Jiang Fuli's medical skills are at the peak, and he is free and unruly. Murong Lian, even if you deliberately want to slander Gu , you also make up something that is not so outrageous!" After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes, "Jiang Yaoshi, Wang Shujun said that you live together to confuse people, but Gu is curious. Where in the world is there any way to influence others?"

Jiang Fuli said: "The most effective one is the flower of bitterness and long-term hatred, the precious chess piece. But it is not easy. The former needs the soul of the demon race to cultivate, and it is extremely difficult to flower. The latter is one of the three ancient forbidden arts. one."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Murong Lian coldly.

"Mr. Wang Shu, you really think highly of Jiang."

"Did you hear that?" Jun Shang said coldly, "Murong Lian, you wouldn't say that Gu Lian could make one of the two, would you? What's more, whether it's the Flower of Eight Sufferings and Long Hate, or the Zhenlong Chess Pieces, the methods of casting spells are different. It will never be for people to take medicine." After a pause, his eyes flicked to the ministers, "But if anyone of you is afraid and believes Murong Lian's words, you can return the pills to Yaoshi Jiang and find the person who can resist the evil spirit. Method!"

Your Majesty said this, how would those old officials who are greedy for life and afraid of death be willing?

After hesitating for a moment, someone said: "Murong Lian, are you crazy? Why do you have to go to such lengths to influence people's hearts when you are a ruler with tens of thousands of people? I think you are the one who wants to influence people's hearts!"

Murong Lian sneered and said, "Why does your lord need to sway people's hearts, did he just say it himself?" Then he repeated what your lord said before——

"If you have always been like this, so uniform and obedient to your words, then there will be hope for Chonghua to unify Kyushu and the world will be peaceful."

"This……"

All the ministers were silent when they heard the words, and someone stole a peek at the emperor's expression.

Murong Lian narrowed his eyes, and said with an almost deliberate pity: "Murong Chen, it's okay, I really understand you very well. You said that you have come all the way. When you were the prince, you were poked in the back all the time. Before the emperor passed away, he thought about replacing you on the throne. After finally ascending the throne, whether you are a widow or a nepotism, each has his own plan. You seem to be high above you, but you are like a bird trapped in a cage. No matter how hard you flutter, you can't fly out, and you can't open your fists. How can you be reconciled?"

"In your dreams, you hope to have a group of honest courtiers. It is best to have no opinions at all. If you say east, they will go east, and if you point west, they will go west--I would rather have a group of bamboo warriors than a group of twitter Civilian and military generals, you said this yourself, I hope you have not forgotten."

Under the gaze of the ministers, Your Majesty was silent for a moment, then patted his hands expressionlessly and said, "Murong Lian, you can really make it up. You're still crazy."

Murong Lian smiled lightly: "I don't dare to do it, I just want to live under you, guessing your will day and night to cater to you, knowing you better than others."

Your Majesty nodded sarcastically: "Okay. Even if what you said is right, even if Gu really wanted to turn all the important officials present into fool puppets. Then what should Gu use? Is it the flower of bitterness and long hate or the chess piece of Zhenlong? Ruogu If you have mastered any of these spells, you don't have to bother to give you any exorcism medicines, and it would be better to plant flowers and chess pieces directly?"

Murong Lian said: "The key is that you don't know how to do it. You don't know how to spend a lifetime of bitterness and hate, and you can't master the Zhenlong chess piece, so you have been eagerly studying a lot of Liaoguo's black magic spells these years, in order to refine a kind of reborn Because of the control methods of these two spells. The effect will not be so strong, and the loss will not be so great."

"Of course, there is no such easy thing in the world. Whether it is your trial or refinement, you have always been a little short of time. After so many years of trial and error, there is no way to be satisfied. Only when Lord Xihe replaces you After capturing the remnant soul of the blood demon beast, you have finally refined the elixir that can make the user completely obey your orders. But before that, you have never been able to make the controlled person achieve the appearance you expected in your heart."

Your Majesty sat on a high seat, folded his hands, and raised his chin slightly: "It's a very touching story, where's the evidence?"

Murong Lian didn't speak, he slowly raised the bong in his hand, took a puff, and spit it out one by one: "Murong Chen, do you think I don't know that Jiang Yexue was once your counselor?"

"Even if it is, so what."

"Murong Chuyi was controlled by Jiang Yexue, and only sedative grass can relieve it. And the shredded tobacco I smoked is also sedative."

After Murong Lian finished speaking, he said calmly: "Murong Chen, three years ago, you put mind-controlling medicine powder in my wine, trying to confuse my mind. You thought it was your medicine that didn't work at all, but it wasn't. You were Although the refining medicine is not perfect, it has already worked, and I have been relying on pumping Floating Life to keep my mind clear."

As he spoke, he exhaled the last puff of thin smoke, and said with a sneer, "Do you think I, Murong Lian, really have nothing to investigate about the despicable things you did to me?"