Anecdote of sword three crossing the bureau

Chapter 172

Naturally, Guo Qingtian didn't know how earth-shattering the words he said, and saw Sikong Zhaixing standing up slowly in front of him. He looked at Guo Qingtian for a while, and then stretched out his hand to put a money bag in front of him. He took it out: "Three liang of silver, can you count it?"

Guo Qingtian felt that this little thief was very knowledgeable about current affairs.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he picked up the purse, he saw Sikong Zaixing standing up straight, staring at Guo Qingtian and sighing: "Tell me about you, isn't it just that the purse is lost?! What are you doing!"

Guo Qingtian blinked aggrievedly.

Then I heard Sikong Zhaixing angrily say: "I have caught that little thief, I will return the money bag to you now, don't go out and make a fool of yourself!"

"Aren't you him?" Guo Qingtian was a little suspicious, apparently he was involved.

Sikong Zhaixing nodded swaggeringly, without any sense of guilt.

This made Guo Qingtian feel very apologetic: "Then I will buy you a drink."

Sikong Zhaixing opened his mouth wide, and saw the guy who just got angry and asked someone to pay back the money, his eyes widened and his eyes widened in an instant, which was as good as Changing his face: "Thank you for your kindness, I will buy you a drink!"

Is there any logic between the two?Sikong Zhaixing was dragged onto a chair in a daze, and was almost knocked down.

After a while, he just swallowed his saliva, stared at the waiter who just brought the wine glass, and said dryly: "Actually, this pot of wine costs 20 taels of silver."

It's the good wine he ordered just now.

Guo Qingtian's hand that poured water and wine suddenly paused, and then he smiled as usual: "Then invite me."

...Why?

Hey, Sikong Zhaixing couldn't laugh or cry, but he didn't want this person to say anything to ruin his reputation, so he simply said in a low voice: "I invite you this time, and then you stay away from me." walk away, okay?"

Sikong Zhaixing felt that he was really unlucky to meet such a strange person.

Obviously, Guo Qingtian once again failed to correctly understand the meaning of Sikong Zhaixing, and he even tried to listen to his chest: "I have to repay the favor!"

Really very principled.

And this kind of principle is like saying "I'm sure of you" in Sikong Zhaixing's ears, which makes Sikong Zhaixing feel extremely headache, and he strokes his forehead almost powerlessly: "I feel that we know each other everywhere, so we There will be a period later."

"No," Guo Qingtian said seriously, "I only have you as a friend now, by the way, what's your name?"

Sikong Zhaixing stared, finally sighed and whispered: "Sikong Qingzhu."

"Good name! I'm Guo Qingtian, it's a pleasure to meet you." Guo Qingtian smiled, then stretched out his hand to lightly wrap Sikong Zhaixing's shoulder and said in a low voice: "My qinggong can easily keep up with you, so If you want to get rid of me, forget it."

Such a simple action made Sikong Zhaixing stiff for no reason, he really planned to escape by relying on light skills, but he was discovered by this person easily.He felt a slight chill in his heart, and then he heard Guo Qingtian slowly whispering in his ear and said with a low smile: "I tell you, I just touched your wrist, the skin is good, I really want to see that you haven't changed your face. look."

This is Chi Guoguo's teasing, right?Sikong Zhaixing felt like his veins were throbbing, and he couldn't help asking in a cold voice, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Stealing my things and then giving them back to me, I think Mr. Sikong is really interesting." Guo Qingtian smiled, leaning back naturally, showing a bit of unrestrained appearance: "And you have a thin skin ,interesting."

The feeling this person said for a long time before was just joking about himself?Sikong Zhaixing once again felt powerless from the bottom of his heart.

He had seen so many people before, even when he was with Lu Xiaofeng, he had never been teased so badly, but this person in front of him was different, he looked very stupid, even with a kind of ignorance The feeling of innocence is just to really get in touch with, but this person is like a cat catching a mouse, making people unable to figure it out.

"I'll pay you back more money, don't follow me." Sikong Zaixing took a deep breath and admitted.

"I'm not robbing," Guo Qingtian's eyes widened immediately, his expression was aggrieved: "I feel like I'm not a gentleman at all, let's help the bishop us..."

Sikong Zhaixing covered his ears, he felt that being with Guo Qingtian was like being filled with non-stop magic sounds, it was even more terrifying than a cult.

Guo Qingtian seemed to be aware of it, he picked up the wine on the table and poured a glass with a smile: "Come, brother Sikong, calm down."

...the wine seems to be mine.

Sikong Zhaixing clearly realized that it would be unreasonable to reason with this person, so he could only pick up a glass of wine and pour it into his stomach sullenly.

"I'll be with you for a month, you can have some fun for me." Guo Qingtian was very unreasonable.

Sikong Zhaixing choked for a moment, then laughed: "How about I find a brothel girl for brother Guo to have fun?"

"Then I might as well look for you." Guo Qingtian smiled frivolously.

Now Sikong Zhaixing was not happy, no matter what, he stretched out his hand to pinch the cup on the table and flicked it straight towards Guo Qingtian's stomach.

Guo Qingtian didn't take it to heart at all, his body moved strangely, and then he rushed forward, with something like a bamboo pole hanging on his back, he moved forward lightly, and actually stood in front of Sikong Zaixing , almost crushing people.

"Look, it's still interesting to fight with you," Guo Qingtian smiled and accepted the move, and sighed without any sincerity: "I've offended you."

Sikong Zhaixing felt that he really shouldn't go out.

Sikong Zhaixing is having a hard time here, while Zhu Yijun on the other side is also in trouble. He can't figure out why he is being targeted, and what's more, he can't figure out the reason for King Zhenxi's visit.

If it was just to remind him, then he didn't need to come in person at all. As for the demonstration... it was even more meaningless.Now that King Zhenxi is locked up, isn't everything in vain.

"Tell Xiaoguzi to come in." Zhu Yijun felt a little annoyed, subconsciously called out.

Xiao Guzi arrived in a short while, Qi Mingyuan was not here at this time, Xiao Guzi was sent to see the prison, and happened to be looking at King Zhenxi.

For some reason, Zhu Yijun always felt that when he saw this Xiaoguzi, it was as if Qi Mingyuan hadn't left yet, and he settled down a bit: "Xiaoguzi, how is King Zhenxi doing recently?"

"If you go back to the emperor, go to bed when you're full. It's very good." Xiao Guzi tried his best to observe his words, but... he couldn't see anything.

This is really a tragedy. If it is said to be a Taoist priest with a sense of immortality, he must be very good at solving problems for the emperor.

Zhu Yijun frowned slightly: "Sleep when you're full?" This doesn't seem like the purpose of King Zhenxi's coming here at all, it can't be said that he came here to eat, right?

"That's right..." Xiaoguzi sighed, feeling a little unbelievable, after thinking for a while he added: "Well, and he always talks to himself."

"What did he say?" Zhu Yijun became more interested this time.

"It seems that a catastrophe is imminent or something. The chief guard said he was crazy." Xiao Guzi was terrified.

However, Zhu Yijun sensed that something was wrong. To be honest, natural disasters have been happening constantly recently. Let alone the drought alone is already fatal.However, what is the relationship between the imminent disaster and their going to the temple?Zhu Yijun couldn't figure it out.

"Your Majesty, are you overworked?" Xiao Guzi asked boldly.

These days Zhu Yijun's thinness makes people slightly startled, it seems that there is only a skeleton left to support him, nothing but muscles and bones.

Accompanied by a few light coughs, Zhu Yijun himself understood that something was wrong, his eyes couldn't concentrate for a long time before he said in a low voice: "It is said that Imperial Physician Liu is entering the palace, don't say anything."

Xiao Guzi suppressed the anxiety in his heart, answered in a low voice, and went out to find someone.

He knew well that the emperor might be seriously ill this time, but he couldn't think of any way, and he couldn't find the person who could restore the emperor to flesh and blood.

When Physician Liu entered the palace, the sky was dim, and he went in to give Zhu Yijun the pulse. Zhu Yijun sank into the huge chair, his face looked a little pale that couldn't be concealed: "I feel a little unhelpful recently, don't you?" I know, but what's wrong?"

His voice was very slow, but it made Imperial Physician Liu notice something wrong with that aura: "Your Majesty, forgive me for your boldness. I wonder if it is possible to give the Emperor an injection?"

"It's okay." Zhu Yijun's expression changed slightly, but he still nodded.

After a few needles, Zhu Yijun's complexion changed a few times, and finally he fixed on an extremely calm expression.

The tip of the needle was pulled out but it was slightly dark black. Doctor Liu was slightly startled from the bottom of his heart: "Your Majesty," he knelt down with a plop, and the veteran shook his hands tremblingly: "You are poisoned."

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Yijun finally understood one thing. Presumably the person who wanted to lure him to the temple had no other intentions. Everything was to poison him, and the instigator of all this sent Zhenxi The king used the reputation of the audience to watch, so as to facilitate the implementation of the following plan.

King Zhenxi must have used some method to spread the news before he went in, or maybe the crazy King Zhenxi was just a puppet.

Who is the instigator?

At that moment, the names of several people flashed across Zhu Yijun's mind, and finally he asked calmly with a slight smile, "How long will it take for this poison to be cured?"

One sentence made Imperial Physician Liu almost break out in a cold sweat. He stretched out his hand and carefully pulled out the needle. While looking at the emperor's expression, he responded with a trembling voice after a long while: "The emperor... the old minister is incompetent. After all, you must understand the composition of this poison. Otherwise, I dare not act rashly."

Zhu Yijun sent someone away.

At such a time, it would be shocking for Mao to announce the news rashly. As an emperor, he couldn't do this.

Why is there always no one around when making any decision?

Zhu Yijun suddenly felt a little cold, he stretched out his hand, and what he touched was still the cold air.

Heh... above ten thousand feet, after all, he is alone.

Such a high level of toxicity must still be curable with that person's superb medical skills.

Chu Ci Dynasty.

It's just that Chu Cichao, who had a good relationship with Prince Taiping's son, knew about this matter?

These things are all open to discussion, Zhu Yijun thought, the temperature between his brows and eyes cooled down slightly.