The entire world knew that when the Prince of Zhongshan was expelled from the capital, he had relied on eating shit and feigning madness to avoid being sentenced to death by the Divine Empress. He had an abnormally irascible temper and would often kill at the slightest disagreement. In the past, An Hua, no matter how tranquil her Dao heart was, would inevitably feel a little uneasy in front of this mad prince's gaze, but not now.
Because at a very close distance, she had felt the Pope's chest as vast as the sea of stars, his warmth like sunlight.
The Pope's will had always been with her, like the Sacred Light, so how could she be afraid?
She calmly gazed at the Prince of Zhongshan, clearly not intending to change her story.
"Since that person is still alive, why did he not come with all of you?" The official from the Grand Court of Revision slightly frowned as he looked at her and said, "The murder of a Divine General is a major case. Putting aside the fact that he is also a suspect, even if he wanted to testify, he should still be here."
When they confirmed that the master of the Cinnabar Pill was dead, what they wanted the most was the recipe for the Cinnabar Pill.
But now that they had confirmed that the person was not dead, his person was naturally more important than the recipe.
An Hua replied, "Because he had important matters to attend to, he could not come here. He specifically wrote a letter describing what happened that night."
Just when she was prepared to take out the letter, Divine General Cheng Tao's stern voice came from the hall. "How audacious! To dare use a letter to deceive all the lords present here! You must know that this is a major case, and Your Highness has personally come as an imperial envoy. Just who is this person? Does he dare to defy an imperial decree? "
An Hua's expression did not change as she calmly replied, "Even if Your Highness really did take out an imperial decree, it would be meaningless."
As she said this, her gaze fell on the Prince of Zhongshan.
The hall burst into an uproar, and then there was laughter.
Everyone treated her words as a joke.
But the Prince of Zhongshan did not laugh, even though An Hua's words were directed at him, even though he really did carry an imperial decree.
There was also one person who did not laugh: Tianhai Chenwen. The assassination in the snowy mountains that night had been a scheme of the capital's Imperial Palace and the Tang clan. It had fallen into the hands of that young array master, and the person they wanted to find and kill was Chen Changsheng. This assassination plot was extremely secretive. Not even the Prince of Zhongshan and Tianhai Chenwen knew of it, but they had extremely high statuses and had managed to find out some information. It was just that they had not been able to confirm it to this day. When they saw An Hua's calm expression, they could not help but feel a little surprised, thinking, could it really be like this?
The chancellor of the Grand Court of Revision mocked An Hua, "Based on your meaning, could that person be His Holiness the Pope?"
"Not bad."
An Hua took out the letter and looked at the important figures in the hall. "This is a letter personally written by His Holiness the Pope. Which lord will come to receive it?"
What? A personal letter from the Pope?
That person was the Pope?
The Supreme Court Chancellor thought he had misheard. After a moment, he came to his senses and almost fainted.
The others weren't any better. They sat in their chairs like statues, unable to move or make a sound.
A moment ago, the entire hall was in an uproar. Now, the entire hall was silent, and the hall became abnormally quiet.
The incomparably long silence made everyone feel incomparably depressed. Everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock.
After an unknown amount of time, someone finally spoke.
Tianhai Chenwen's voice was still very low, but if one listened carefully, they would probably be able to detect a faintly discernible meaning.
"You're saying that the Cinnabar Pill was refined by His Holiness the Pope?"
An Hua replied, "Correct."
Tianhai Chenwen asked no more questions. He seemed to casually glance at the chancellor of the Grand Court of Revision.
These important figures were accustomed to the ups and downs of officialdom, to life and death in the Imperial Court. They were all experienced and farsighted individuals, so they very quickly reacted.
The chancellor of the Grand Court of Revision slapped the table and stared into An Hua's eyes. He coldly said, "Truly absurd! His Holiness the Pope is the master of the Li Palace, shouldering the hopes of the millions of believers of the Orthodoxy. His benevolence and righteousness are matchless. If the Cinnabar Pill really did come from His Holiness the Pope, His Holiness would assuredly have given the recipe to the Orthodoxy or the Imperial Court a long time ago for mass production. How could His Holiness disregard the wretched state of the dying soldiers on the frontlines and only provide one bottle every month? He is a scoundrel who deceives the world and uses treasures to threaten the Imperial Court! "
Upon hearing these words, Divine General Cheng Tao, who had been alarmed by his rudely insulting His Holiness the Pope, felt much more at ease. The others also felt the same.
The situation of the trial in the army headquarters was constantly being transmitted to the crowd on the street. Upon hearing this news, the crowd instantly fell into an uproar of shock.
It turned out that the mystical Cinnabar Pill had been personally refined by His Holiness the Pope!
The crowd surged to the gate of the army headquarters, blocking the street as they yelled.
But when the chancellor of the Court of Revision's questions were transmitted from the headquarters, the street suddenly fell silent.
The chancellor's words were very sinister.
If An Hua insisted that the Cinnabar Pill had been personally refined by His Holiness the Pope, how could this question be explained? In the year since the appearance of the Cinnabar Pill, many people, especially those who did not have the chance to obtain the Cinnabar Pill and could only watch as their comrades, companions, and loved ones died, had asked the same question.
Since the Cinnabar Pill could regrow bones and revive the dead, why … why was that person not willing to refine more?
At this moment, the long street was quiet. Countless people looked in the direction of the army headquarters, also wanting to know the answer.
Benevolent Holiness the Pope, how could you bear to see so many people die?
"In the past, I thought the same as Milord and the people outside the headquarters. I was very confused, even angry, about this question."
An Hua looked at the chancellor and said, "But not anymore, because I know that there is an extremely rare ingredient in the Cinnabar Pill that only His Holiness the Pope can provide. Thus, whether the recipe is provided to the Li Palace or the Imperial Court is meaningless. Moreover, we can only successfully refine so many every month."
The Prince of Zhongshan narrowed his eyes at these words, a deeper meaning hidden within them. Tianhai Chenwen also maintained his silence.
The chancellor, however, did not think of anything. With a sneer, he said, "This official truly wishes to know just what sort of ingredient in the world is so rare that it cannot be found in the Hundred Herb Garden or the Dallying Forest? It is so rare that only His Holiness the Pope can find it?"
Logically speaking, there was nothing wrong with his words and they could stand up to any scrutiny.
But he quickly realized that he had once more committed an unforgivable mistake.
Because An Hua had begun to answer.
"Because that ingredient is His Holiness the Pope's sacred blood!"
An expression of pride and glory appeared on her face as her bright voice resounded both inside and outside the army headquarters, falling into the ears of countless people.
"In order to save all living beings, His Holiness did not hesitate to consume his lifespan and transform his sacred blood into medicine. This is the Cinnabar Pill!"
Whether it was in the Mount Song Army headquarters or on the streets outside, countless gasps and gasps of shock could be heard.
And then all sound vanished.
The streets and the army headquarters were quiet.
For a very long time, no one spoke.
An Hua's gaze flitted across the faces of the chancellor and the other important figures. She asked, "Now, does everyone else have any questions?"
Still no one spoke.
The Prince of Zhongshan and Tianhai Chenwen glanced at each other, seeing the shock and wariness in each other's eyes.
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