Cheng Jiaxuan gradually stopped crying. He noticed that Wei Xiaobao's words were clear and coherent, and he remembered many things accurately; he did not look like a patient at all. His situation today was also very different from a few days ago. Imitating him, she lowered her voice and said, "Have you recovered from your illness, or … or … have you always been pretending to scare people?"
"Oh?" Xuan Shuang snorted. He propped himself up from the chair and leaned closer to her. "Yes or no," he said, "you guess. How about I make another bet with you? " He raised a finger and made a "bet", but suddenly turned his wrist and poked her cheek with the tip of his finger. Beep, beep, beep. This was a bit like what a child would do.
Cheng Jiaxuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was really confused by Benjamin's antics. Just as he was about to ask more questions, the mage standing at the front suddenly said, "Get ready, the ritual is about to begin. Please wait outside the white circle for now. "
Cheng Jiaxuan looked at Xuan Shuang reluctantly and said, "Then, I'll go first. You have to get better soon. Don't forget, you still owe me a question. If you're always crazy, I … I … I'll take care of you until you really wake up … "Xuan Shuang crooked his finger at her and whispered in her ear. Hearing this, Cheng Jiaxuan's expression changed greatly. His eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at him in disbelief. It wasn't until the people around him urged him again and again that he slowly retreated.
The sorcerers lit torches, burned incense, and prayed to connect heaven and earth. Then, they surrounded Xuan Shuang and started to dance. The torches in their hands were raised up and down as they chanted the incantation. Xuan Shuang rested one leg on his knee and gently swayed his toes as he leisurely looked at the people in front of him. Shamans often wore masks when they performed their rituals. The masks were painted with animals, ghosts, snakes, and gods. In order to intimidate the ghosts, he drew a fierce face. When the Xuan Shuang saw this, he jokingly called them "a bunch of monsters with colorful faces."
When the first person was singing to the peak, she threw off her jacket, exposed her chest, and patted her chest as she sang and danced. Another person took the torch, put his lips in front of the flame, and sucked in a mouthful. After pausing for a moment, a "hu" sound was heard as the flames were sent to his arm. A cluster of flames rolled back and forth, but the skin and flesh on his arm were not burned.
Xuan Shuang couldn't help but praise, "Good! This was a beautiful move! Can you teach me as well? "The group of mages continued to chant and dance, as if they did not hear him. Xuan Shuang suffered a huge blow. Not long after, the person whose chest was exposed raised his hand and slowly groped his chest. Xuan Shuang suddenly had an ominous premonition. This situation was so sudden that even though he knew it was a deliberate illusion, he still could not help feeling flustered and unable to get rid of it.
Sure enough, in the next moment, that person held a heart in his hand. Other than the fact that Xuan Shuang didn't care about his appearance, this situation was almost a replica of what had happened that day. As soon as Xuan Shuang thought of this, he couldn't help but shiver, so tired that his whole body was trembling.
Dorgon and Shunzhi were standing not far from the circle. Seeing this situation, Dorgon whispered, "Your Majesty, look, that evil ghost can't wait any longer and is beginning to move." Shunzhi said, "Mm. I hope it will work. "
Cheng Jiaxuan, on the other hand, was deeply worried and sick at heart as he looked back and forth. He kept thinking about what Xuan Shuang had said to him just now, "If my illness is really cured, what do I need to say to you?" After thinking about it, Cheng Jiaxuan felt that this could be considered a tacit admission that Xuan Shuang was pretending to be sick. But there were still many princes, dukes, and ministers watching, so he didn't know if this could be considered a serious crime. He felt another wave of anxiety.
As Xuan Shuang watched these people play out the tragic scenes of hell, his body trembled more and more violently. On the other side, Shunzhi only knew that the ghosts were contending with the incantations, and that the two were evenly matched, so he was secretly worried.
Exhausted, Xuan Shuang sat on a chair, his mind full of imagination. From time to time, he would be in high spirits, and according to what the people around him liked to see, he would come up with a dozen or so expressions. However, no matter how he tried to entertain himself, no matter how he tried, he still couldn't get rid of the banging of drums and gongs around him. His head felt like it was about to explode. In the end, he was really bored, so he simply treated these sorcerers as a group of circus monkeys. He whistled a few times, sometimes clapped and jeered. Later, he remembered that he was sitting in the middle of the magic circle, sometimes he was in a daze, sometimes he was laughing and cursing, surrounded by people watching. He didn't know who was the real clown.
After a long time, Xuan Shuang only felt that he had gone from death to life countless times. Finally, the group of sorcerers around him dispersed, forming a circle in a row, and went to report to the Emperor. Shunzhi had been waiting impatiently for a long time, but he didn't dare to interrupt the ritual, so he didn't open his mouth to urge. Now, he anxiously asked, "What's the situation?"
One of the mages mumbled something, but no one understood what he was saying. Only one of the imperial guards had an epiphany. He was the errand boy that Dorgon had sent to invite the sorcerers. He reported on his behalf, "Replying to the Emperor, the Great Master said that the Lord Baylor Ling's strange illness came suddenly, and it was because he was contaminated with evil spirits. After this ritual, it has been temporarily removed. But … "
Shunzhi happily said, "That's very good. If Xuan Shuang can really recover, I will reward you handsomely! But what? "
The imperial guard hesitated for a moment, then said, "But … the root of the illness has not been removed. Today's ritual still treats the symptoms, but not the root cause. Tracing the source is because the fengshui of the Lord Baylor's residence … is a bit inappropriate. "Shunzhi was displeased," Nonsense! " He glanced at the sorcerer. After all, he still had some faith in the Dao of Gods and Ghosts, so he didn't want to offend him too much. He slightly softened his tone, saying, "The Forbidden City is a place of good fengshui, and it is the location of the Great Qing Dynasty's Imperial City. What's wrong with the palace here? Could it be that the foundation of our dynasty has been shaken? "
The imperial guard was so frightened that his face changed color. He stuttered for a long time, but still couldn't explain clearly. Dorgon lightly said, "Emperor, I kind of understand what you mean. The location of the residence is very particular, and it has to be compatible with one's own Qi. Although Master Ling is only a Baylor now, we all know what his future status will be. If a good material or jade falls into the rubble, it will be worn out and dull after a long time. It's the same principle. Therefore, if he stays here for a long time, his status will clash with his residence, and evil tendencies will be born. After waiting for a long time, how can he not be infected by evil spirits? "
The imperial guard hurriedly nodded, "Yes, Your Highness is right. Even if this lowly one was long-winded for a thousand words, I still might not be able to explain clearly. Now, Your Highness is able to make this situation clear with just a few words. It's like … it's like a few precious goldfish from a foreign country. If they are carelessly thrown into a smelly ditch, in a few days, all of them will turn white and turn upside down. If we want to get rid of this disaster, we can only ask Your Highness to immediately issue an imperial edict to make Lord Baylor Ling the Crown Prince and grant him a residence in the Eastern Palace. This illness will be cured without treatment. Otherwise … I'm afraid that every two to three days, he will go crazy. After that, the evil spirits will see that this host's body has not been taken care of for a long time and will become even more daring. I'm afraid that the symptoms … will worsen day by day until it completely invades his body and mind. At that time, even if we want to save him, it will be too late. Your Highness, please reconsider … "
In recent days, Shunzhi had been listening to his close ministers beating around the bush to find out more about the matter of making a crown prince. He was extremely annoyed in his heart and now that this fuse was ignited, he could no longer control it. He fiercely flung his sleeves and roared, "Preposterous! I've never heard of someone acting up for no reason just because he couldn't become the crown prince. Even if there is an evil spirit, it would be because of his own suspicions. What do you mean by being blessed by the auspicious dragon's aura and being born to be the crown prince? Is it the will of Sky Bearing? I'm the true dragon, the son of heaven, so how can I not know about it? This matter is not to be mentioned again! Whoever dares to mention the matter of making a crown prince in front of me will be dealt with severely! Even those closest to me will not be an exception. When to make a crown prince, I have my own plans. I don't need anyone to gossip behind my back! I'm not terminally ill yet and don't need to be in a hurry to find someone to succeed me! "
The crowd rarely saw Shunzhi fly into such a rage. They immediately knelt down and said in unison, "Your Highness, please calm down. Taking care of the dragon's body is more important."
The Xuan Shuang was still being thrown on the chair. Hearing this, he suddenly raised his head and burst into laughter. There was not a trace of innocence in his laughter and it was full of ridicule. Shunzhi's anger had not subsided and he was about to ask when the Xuan Shuang suddenly jumped up from the chair and walked out of the hall with a loud laugh. Not long after, he stepped out of the door and with a few turns, he disappeared without a trace. When he passed by Shunzhi's side, he continued to laugh wildly and ignored him. Behind him, the servant could still be heard remonstrating once again, "Your Majesty, you see, the great masters really have foresight. You didn't issue an edict in time. Isn't Master Bayle's illness acting up again?"
Shunzhi was furious. He kicked away the servant who was kneeling on the ground and shouted: "Guards! Chase these thieves out of the palace for me! " The group of sorcerers mumbled a long string of words. Although Shunzhi did not understand, he knew it was definitely not anything good.
Cheng Jiaxuan thought that the matter had already reached this stage, and the Xuan Shuang was adding oil to the fire. He openly laughed and left, ruthlessly cutting Shunzhi's face. He was afraid that after the event, he would tell the Emperor that everything was planned by him in order to seize the position of Crown Prince ahead of time. There would be no room for reconciliation between father and son.
In his anxiety, he did not have time to offend, he rushed forward and knelt in front of Shunzhi. He pleaded, "Your Highness is wise and brilliant. These sorcerers are talking nonsense. They want to take advantage of the Lord Baylor Ling's matter to fish for profit, that's why they spoke without thinking. The Lord Baylor Ling's inexplicable illness, he really did not know anything about it. It has nothing to do with him, please don't blame him. Right now … right now the world is in chaos, the Seven Evil Spirits, he … he … they are taking revenge on the Noble Consort Yun as their top priority. Last time the Lord Baylor Ling's ankle was broken, you also saw it. It is extremely dangerous to let him run out alone at this time of the year. Your Highness, please send several more Imperial Bodyguards to pursue him back, just in case something unexpected happens. "
Dorgon was displeased. "Xiao Xuan," he said, "How can you talk to His Majesty like that?"
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