“Ah——”
King Jin, who was using breakfast, suddenly stood up. His movements were urgent and fierce, and the bowls and plates on the Eight Immortals table crackled.
“Stop the anger.”
Several maids of Bucai knelt down in panic, thinking that they had done something wrong.
King Jin waved his hand, his neck and back were wet, and even his shirt was stuck to his body.
Somehow, I suddenly felt panic and couldn’t even hold it down.
Looking at the delicious food on this table, he didn’t even want to move his chopsticks.
King Jin pushed open the bowl and planned to go out to have a breath of wind.
I don’t know if it’s because Yun’er hasn’t come back yet. King Jin has always been restless and full of concern these days. According to the truth, it’s time to go to the capital from Xijiang, so there is no news at all.
King Jin walked past the porridge and water that fell on the ground and went out.
It was only Chen Shi, and after the emperor was “seriously ill”, he didn’t need to go to court now. The maid lifted the bamboo curtain and a sultry wind came towards him, making him even more anxious.
King Jin hesitated to go to the palace or to meet his staff in the study.
Two days ago, after meeting the Third Prince, Duke of Wei and others, he has now officially joined the Third Prince’s camp.
There is him.
There is Duke of Wei.
It is equivalent to controlling 70% of the momentum in the court.
King Jin planned to pull Xie Yingchen down from the position of the state-controlled state with one move.
Xie Yingchen is just the emperor’s nephew, and a mere royal family, how can he surpass the prince to supervise the country?
As long as you help the third prince to the ruling state first, the next thing will be easier…
“Go and call Mr. Wen.”
Wen Su is his most important aide.
“Yes.”
Boom!
The King of Jin was about to step into the study, and a loud noise came suddenly, causing his ears to buzz.
The sound comes from the southeast of the royal palace.
King Jin’s anxious heart hopped a few times. He sent someone to take a look and ran there by himself.
Halfway through, the servant who went over to inquire rushed back.
“Prince, it’s Changfeng Zhenren, he’s blowing up the stove.”
What!
King Jin was shocked.
He invited Changfeng to live in the palace, and according to Changfeng’s preference, he lived in the yard in the southeast corner. After meeting the third prince, Changfeng suddenly said he wanted to go into seclusion to refine alchemy. King Jin also specially found a elixir furnace for him, so how could he explode the furnace?
King Jin asked anxiously: “Is it okay?”r>
“It’s okay for real people.”
“That’s good, that’s good.”
King Jin patted his chest and speeded up.
As soon as he stepped into the yard, King Jin saw Changfeng standing with the sunshine on his back, and his tall figure left a long shadow on the ground. For a moment, King Jin felt the vagina on his face.
King Jin shook his head, shook off this idea, walked over quickly, and comforted him: “Real person, the alchemy furnace is blown up, I will find another one for the real person.”
Changfeng did not speak, and his expressionless look made King Jin feel a little angry. He smiled flatteringly: “…Taiqing Temple is good at refining alchemy, so I will ask for the owner of the temple’s alchemy furnace.”
“No.”
Changfeng finally spoke, “Nothing is right.”
King Jin didn’t understand, he said, “Please tell me the truth.”
“The furnace should not be blown up.” Changfeng thought for a moment, “Unless…”
King Jin still didn’t understand.
But when Changfeng looked very bad, he didn’t chase after him anymore.
Changfeng walked towards the study room that was blown up, and the King of Jin followed behind.
Most of the ash smoke in the sky dissipated, and the two servants fell to the ground, life and death were unknown, with blood on their chests. Not far away was a large piece of thick bronze broken, which was obviously hit by the explosion of the alchemy furnace.
Changfeng walked past them without looking sideways.
Only half of the huge elixir furnace was left, and it was painted black inside, making it an unformed elixir.
Changfeng took it out regardless of the heat, and the brown mud was sticky on his fingers.
The King of Jin stood at the door and always felt that Changfeng looked very wrong.
He and Changfeng met Yongzhou for more than ten years, and this is the first time he was so shameless.
Even when he was in Heishui Castle…
“Prince!”
The sudden shouting interrupted the thoughts of King Jin, and saw his prince’s chief running over, running out of breath. He ran and shouted, which made Changfeng look back.
“No rules.” King Jin rebuked, “What’s the matter?”
“It’s the prince…”
King Jin was happy: “Is Yun’er back?”
Wang Changshi presented a letter with both hands, “The prince sent someone to send a letter from the post station. The prince asked you to find a few imperial physicians for him. He will come to Yihe County soon and wait for you in Yihe County.”
Wang Changshi is responsible for sorting out the letters from the prince’s house. The prince’s letter did not write about the prince’s personal announcement, so he read it first.
“Yun’er is sick,” King Jin said anxiously, “What’s going on?”
He snatched the letters from him, looking at the stamp date of Shangtou Station, it was six days ago.
He asked repeatedly, “Why are you here to report it now?”
Wang Changshi hurriedly replied, “There are refugees near Yihe County, and the letter may have been delayed on the road.”