The hall was deathly silent for a moment. Only the candles with dragon patterns were still burning flamboyantly, illuminating everyone's faces. The Murong Lian slowly walked out from the shadows, stepped into the hall, and stood in the middle of the sea of eyes.
Raising his face, his three white peach blossom eyes looked coldly at the man on the throne.
"Junshang."
"… …" The man on the throne didn't look at him, but stared at the Elder of Shennongtai with a terrifying gaze, then turned around and met the Murong Lian's gaze.
Obviously, his face was like facing an abyss, but he still reluctantly covered it with a layer of warmth, a bit of concern, and smiled: "The Lord Wangshu's body is in danger, why did he still come to the banquet?"
The Murong Lian lightly said: "Thanks to Junshang's blessing, he's already recovered."
Finished speaking, he said to everyone: "Put down the medicine in your hands, that's not the antidote, it's the poison."
Everyone was shocked: "What!?"
"… …" Junshang was silent for a moment, his eyes dark, then he slightly raised his chin, indicating the Elder of Shennongtai to support the Murong Lian: "Elder Chen, the Lord Wangshu has been talking nonsense these days, you're the chief medical officer, don't you know how to look at him carefully? Why aren't you taking him to rest? "
"Ah … …" Elder Chen was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly went down, "Yes, Lord Wangshu, you're sick to the point of hysteria, quickly go to the inner room with this old official to rest for a while."
Saying so, he wanted to pull on Murong Lian's sleeve, but Murong Lian only glanced at him and said coldly to Elder Chen: "Old darling, you know very well what you've mixed into the medicine you've given me these past few days. Take advantage of the fact that my temper hasn't flared up yet and quickly scram. Otherwise, I'll let you know what pain is. "
Elder Chen's head was full of sweat, he shrank his neck from the Murong Lian's scolding, and trembling with fear, he looked at Junshang.
Jun Shang's complexion gradually turned a little green, but he was still calm. He squeezed out a smile: "Murong Lian, I think you've lost your mind due to illness."
The Murong Lian didn't make a sound. He was the one who looked the most like Jun Shang out of all the collateral relatives. At this moment, he was standing in front of the palace hall. His face, which was similar to the Jun Shang's, was devoid of any respect as he faced the throne indifferently.
This made Jun Shang shudder. A long time ago, the prophecy about "Ziwei Star is in chaos, brothers fight against each other, and brothers fight against each other" suddenly floated to the bottom of his heart. However, the Murong Lian was a branch family, not the main family. How could it be him? How could it be him?
Little by little, he clenched his fists tightly on the nanmu armchair, causing his meridians to bulge.
However, he still gritted his teeth and smiled, "It's also my fault for not being able to cure you. Who told you to lose your mind and come to the throne room to cause trouble? "
"Monarch, what are you saying?" The Murong Lian said faintly, "Monarch, these days, day and night, you've asked Elder Chen to take good care of me. You can't let me die immediately to avoid arousing suspicion, but you also can't let me recover my health because I know too much. "
Jun Shang sneered and said with a gloomy face: "You've smoked too much of 'Floating Like A Dream', indulging in wine and women, leading a drunken life. I think you can't even distinguish between waking and dreaming. "
He repeatedly said that the Murong Lian was "suffering from hysteria and talking nonsense". Originally, everyone was frightened and didn't believe him. However, at this moment, when 'Floating Like A Dream' was mentioned, some people's expressions relaxed.
Everyone knew that if one smoked too much of 'Floating Like A Dream', they would have hallucinations. The Murong Lian had never left his tobacco pipe in the past few years, so it seemed that he was indeed terminally ill. Looking at the current appearance of the Murong Lian, who was dressed casually and didn't take care of himself, he indeed looked like a lunatic.
However, these people didn't include Mo Xi.
Mo Xi knew too well what the Murong Lian looked like when he was about to cause trouble. Even if his bearing wasn't proper, his eyes were ruthless and cold, like a vulture circling above the blue sky. Not to mention, he now knew what kind of person Jun Shang was, and Jiang Fuli gave him a faint sense of discomfort …
The Murong Lian wasn't crazy. It was Jun Shang who wanted to beat him into a lunatic.
Because the words of a lunatic couldn't be trusted.
At this moment, his sleeve was suddenly gently pulled. Mo Xi turned around and saw Gu Mang staring at the Murong Lian in a daze. His heart moved slightly and he asked: "What's wrong?"
"…" Gu Mang couldn't answer. He pursed his lips and stared blankly.
After a while, he said: "I know him. When I was locked up, everyone said that I assassinated someone. Was it him? "
Mo Xi patted his hand and comforted him: "You didn't do that."
Gu Mang didn't say anything again. His blue eyes stared unblinkingly at the Murong Lian, and he suddenly said: "… You have to let him."
"What?"
Gu Mang seemed to be stunned by his own reaction, but he still followed his instincts and said: "I remember that I have to let him. I can't hate him."
"…"
Then he said with some distress: "But I don't remember who he is."
While he was muttering, the Murong Lian suddenly turned his face. His gaze swept past the others and fell directly on Gu Mang's face. With Gu Mang's current state of mind, it was difficult for him to tell what kind of gaze the Murong Lian had — irritation, comparison, recognition, relief … It was as if all these emotions had passed through one by one, but in the end, they were all mixed together.
Gu Mang opened his eyes wide and looked at him with some confusion. He felt a faint pain in his head. It was as if the bloody face of the Murong Lian by the riverbank flashed through his mind. He reached out and urged him: "Run! If you don't run now, you won't be able to explain yourself! "
Gu Mang couldn't help but groan in a low voice. He raised his hand to support his throbbing forehead.
"You lowly slave! Do you think you deserve to touch my father's things? Take it off for me! "
"If you wear this slave chain, you will always be my Murong Lian's lackey."
When he was a child and a teenager, the sharp voice full of malice, full of suspicion and suspicion pierced his head. But in the end, it became a woman's gentle voice:
"Mang, they saved your life. There are many things that Aunt Lin can't explain clearly, but … don't hate them too much, okay?"
There was also the hoarse urging of the Murong Lian when he was attacked.
"Run …"
Gu Mang couldn't help but lower his head and frown. He gritted his teeth and his eyes were confused. Sensing his abnormality, 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 and looked at the Murong Lian again. This time, he met the Murong Lian's eyes. The Murong Lian's eyes were a little evasive, but then he turned back and stared at him unhappily. In the end, he softened and became calm.
Gu Mang suddenly said softly: "I believe him. He's not crazy."
The Murong Lian was too far away to hear Gu Mang's words, but he seemed to have made up his mind when he met Gu Mang's eyes.
He turned to look at Jun Shang again and raised his voice.
"I, the Murong Lian, only wanted to protect the prosperity of my Wang Shu family for generations. I didn't care about the lives of others. Because of this, I have always been complacent and content. I was arrogant and willful because Jun Shang didn't doubt me. For more than thirty years, there hasn't been a single thing that I can be proud of. But I have a brother who didn't forget what he was supposed to do even after I stepped on him. Even after being splashed with dirty water, he still stuck to his original goal of protecting the Chong Hua people. "
"When I was worried that he would covet my position and take away my family's wealth, he endured humiliation and didn't do anything for himself. I feel like I'm f * cking inferior to him. "The Murong Lian raised his peach blossom eyes and said each word clearly." Laozi is not happy. "
"When have I, the Murong Lian, ever admitted defeat? I fought with Lord Xi He, I fought with Lord Chang Le, I fought with the heavens, I fought with the earth, I fought with my life. In the end, I lost to such a lowly brat? " The Murong Lian sneered, but he didn't have any intention of mocking Gu Mang. He raised his pipe and took a deep puff. In the thin smoke he exhaled, he said calmly: "I don't accept this."
Jun Shang narrowed his eagle eyes: "Murong Lian, you should finish your nonsense!"
"— — Murong Shen."
When these three words came out, the entire hall was in an uproar.
Jun Shang's face was cold and pale.
This name hadn't appeared in the golden hall for a long time, but who didn't know that it was Jun Shang's name?!
Calling Jun Shang's name in front of the hall was a crime punishable by death!
"Murong Murong Shen." The Murong Lian slowly repeated these three words again, pronouncing each word clearly. He sneered: "You listen to me well. In the past, everyone said that I, the Murong Lian, was a dandy. Today, Laozi has changed. Today, I want to be a hero."
"You are far from the word hero!"
The Murong Lian symbolically bowed: "You let me win, you let me win. You are very close to the word shameless."
Jun Shang suppressed his monstrous anger and said word by word: "Murong Lian, are you tired of living and want to die?"
The Murong Lian sneered: "Baby, didn't you already send someone to kill me?"
He turned around and said to the civil and military officials: "Everyone, look carefully. The pill in your hands — — is not an exorcism prescription, but a medicine that can influence people's hearts!"
Everyone was stunned and shocked.
"… … What?!"
"A medicine that can influence people's hearts?"
The bridge of Jun Shang's nose wrinkled. His face was like that of a tiger or a wolf. He said gloomily, "That's preposterous and ridiculous! Everyone knows that Jiang Fuli's medical skills are at the peak of perfection, and he is free and unrestrained. Murong Lian, even if you want to slander me, you should make up something not so outrageous! " Then he turned his eyes: "Doctor Jiang, the Lord Wangshu said that you helped me to bewitch people's hearts. I am curious, how can there be a method in this world that can easily influence people's hearts?"
Jiang Fuli said: "The most effective method is the Eight Bitter Everlasting Hatred Flower and the precious chess piece. However, it is not easy. The former requires the soul of the demon race to cultivate, and it is extremely difficult to bloom. The latter is one of the three ancient forbidden techniques. "
Then he coldly glanced at the Murong Lian.
"Lord Wangshu, you really think too highly of me."
"Did you hear that?" Jun Shang said coldly, "Murong Lian, you can't be saying that I have refined one of the two, right? Moreover, whether it is the Eight Bitter Everlasting Hatred Flower or the precious chess piece, the method of execution is definitely not to make people take medicine. " Pausing for a moment, her gaze swept across the ministers, "However, if anyone is fearful and believes Murong Lian's words, you can return the pill to Alchemist Jiang and go find a way to resist the demonic aura!"
How could the old officials who were greedy for life and afraid of death be willing after hearing Jun Shang's words?
After hesitating for a moment, someone said: "Murong Lian, are you crazy? Jun Shang is above tens of thousands of people, why do you need to go through so much trouble to influence people's hearts? I think the person who wants to influence people's hearts is you! "
The Murong Lian sneered: "Didn't Jun Shang say why he needs to influence people's hearts just now?" Then he repeated what Jun Shang had said before — —
"If you are always like this, so uniform and obedient, then there is hope for the Chong Hua to unify the nine provinces and bring peace to the four seas."
"This … …"
When the officials heard this, they were silent. Some people secretly peeked at Jun Shang's expression.
The Murong Lian narrowed his eyes and said with a kind of almost deliberate pity: "Murong Chen, it's okay, I really understand you too much. You said that on your journey, when you were the Crown Prince, you were always criticized behind your back. Before the previous Emperor died, they wanted to replace you on the throne. It was not easy to ascend the throne. Whether it is the old people or the women, they all have their own plans. You seem to be high above, but you are like a bird trapped in a cage. No matter how hard you flap your wings, you can't fly out and you can't fight. How can you be reconciled? "
"Even in your dreams, you hope to have a group of honest officials. It's best if they don't have any opinions at all. If you say east, they will go east. If you say west, they will go west. If you say west, they will go west. I would rather raise a group of bamboo warriors than raise a group of chattering civil officials and military generals. You said this yourself, I hope you haven't forgotten."
In the eyes of the officials, Jun Shang was silent for a moment. He clapped his hands expressionlessly and said: "Murong Lian, you can really make things up. You are still the most crazy. "
The Murong Lian smiled faintly: "You flatter me. I just want to live under you. Day and night, I guess your intentions and cater to you. I understand you better than others."
Jun Shang nodded mockingly: "Good. Even if you are right, even if I do have the intention to turn all the important officials present into stupid puppets. Then what should I use? Is it the Eight Bitter Everlasting Regret Flower or the Precious Chess Pieces? If I have mastered any of these spells, I don't have to bother to give you any exorcism medicine. Wouldn't it be better to just plant the flowers and the Chess Pieces? "
The Murong Lian said: "The key is that you don't know. You don't know the Eight Bitter Everlasting Regret Flower, and you can't master the Precious Chess Pieces. That's why you have eagerly studied a lot of the Black Demon Spell, in order to refine a control method that is born out of these two spells. The effect won't be so strong, and the consumption won't be so great. "
"Of course, how can there be such an easy thing in the world? Whether it is your training or refining, you have always lacked some maturity. After trying for so many years, there was no way to be satisfied. It was only when Lord Xi He seized the Blood Scourge's remnant soul for you that you finally refined a pill that could make the user completely obey your orders. And before that, you've never been able to make the person you're controlling reach your expectations. "
Jun Shang sat on the high seat with his hands folded and his chin slightly raised: "It is a very moving story. Where is the evidence?"
The Murong Lian didn't speak. He slowly raised the pipe in his hand, took a puff, and spat out section by section: "Murong Chen. Do you think I don't know that Jiang Yexue used to be your counselor? "
"Even if he was, so what?"
"The Murong Chuyi was controlled by Jiang Yexue, and only the Heart Calming Grass could ease it. And the Floating Life Like A Dream that I smoked was also filled with the Heart Calming Grass. "
After the Murong Lian finished speaking, he said lightly: "Murong Chen, three years ago, you put the Heart Calming Powder in my wine in an attempt to confuse my mind. You thought that your medicine was completely ineffective, but that wasn't the case. Although the medicine you refined at that time wasn't perfect, it was already effective. I had been relying on Floating Life Like A Dream to keep my mind clear. "
As he spoke, he spat out the last of the thin smoke and sneered: "Do you think that I, the Murong Lian, really didn't investigate the despicable things you did to me?"
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