Chapter 95： , the National Preceptor calculated that Ji Linfeng would be imprisoned

【Victory, victory. Well done to my second brother. It's really better than blue. The second sister-in-law is also very brave. After what happened today, the second sister-in-law has become famous! 】

Zhiqiu hurriedly ran over to support Duanmuyi, whose legs were a little weak, "Miss, are you okay?" Zhiqiu was so frightened that she couldn't hold him back no matter how hard she tried. If there was something wrong, how would she explain it to her wife?

"Miss, when you stood up, you almost scared this slave to death." Zhiqiu cried.

Ji Linfeng walked over and found that Duanmuyi's little face was a little pale. Their eyes met and neither of them spoke. He turned a deaf ear to the praises all around him.

Ji Linfeng smiled at Duanmuyi: "Let's go, the palace banquet has begun."

Ji Linfeng had no intention of trying to influence Duanmu this time. He just wanted to give her a sense of security. It would not be good for her reputation to influence her again now. Well, it seems like what she did today is damaging to her reputation.

That's all, that's all, with him protecting her on both sides, who dares to look down on her.

Ji Linfeng walked a few steps quickly and took the wheelchair from Zuo Tong to push it. He leaned over and said to Ji Yushu: "Brother, there is someone in the forest who just made a move. I guess that person is the national master."

“National Preceptor?” Ji Yushu’s tone was solemn. "Are you saying that the National Preceptor is secretly colluding with Beiguo?"

“I don’t know if it’s a collusion or a real Northerner.” He only knew that as soon as he felt the presence of that person, An Yan was very resistant, even afraid.

Just now, a fragmented picture flashed in my mind for a moment. I tried to catch it again, but it disappeared again.

Hey, what are the brothers talking about? What kind of national teacher? 】

Jihua didn’t hear the conversation between the two clearly. The two knew that this was not the time to talk, so they didn't speak again. A large group of people walked towards Kanghe Hall.

 Behind him, Gu Fanmu saw everyone moving forward and called his attendant Cong to check in the forest.

Not long after, Shi Cong came back, holding a **** arrow in his hand.

Gu Fanmu frowned: "He was injured?" Can such a powerful person be injured? He said he couldn't figure it out.

The banquet was held in the Kanghe Hall. When Ji Yushu and the others arrived, all the courtiers and ladies from various families were already seated. Changing cups and cups, it was very lively.

When Ji Yushu and the other three entered, Mrs. Ji and Mrs. Lu were talking. Prime Minister Lu and Lord Ji were drinking. Lord Ji seemed to have drunk too much and was drowsy.

“Brother Ji, Brother Ji, you’re not drunk, are you?” You’ve only had a few drinks and you’re already drunk?

You must know that the people who drink best are those who serve as soldiers and fight. He obviously wouldn't be drunk after just two drinks, but he didn't look like he was faking it. Prime Minister Lu frowned.

Imperial Physician Mu and Mu Cheng were also present. Mu Cheng's expression at this time could be said to be extremely shocked. He clearly saw Mr. Ji drink the cup of colorless and tasteless poisonous tea with his own eyes yesterday. Why was he okay?

This is impossible?

Could it be that Mrs. Ji discovered it in advance and detoxified it? Impossible, there is no cure for this poison. Even if there is a solution, Mrs. Ji should come to find him if she finds out that the person has been poisoned. He has already thought of a countermeasure. But now, why is Lord Ji sitting here so well?

What went wrong?

Mu Cheng was puzzled. Could it be that the servant deceived him?

Ji Hua was hugged by Mrs. Ji and was looking around with a pair of **** and shiny eyes.

When he glanced at Mu Cheng, his little brows suddenly wrinkled.

【This guy has a gloomy face, maybe he has a bad idea in mind, so you should pay more attention to him. 】

Today's palace banquet can be described as a mixed bag of good and bad things. If you are not careful, bad things will happen.

Hearing this, Ji Yushu couldn't help but look at Mu Cheng twice, and saw that he had a sinister look on his face, and he was drinking sullenly.

Ji Yushu motioned to Zuo Tong and whispered a few instructions. Zuo Tong left in response.

At this time, the national master wearing a red gold cassock walked into the hall step by step, holding a fly whisk, followed by two young novices. Feeling the trembling in his soul, Ji Linfeng suddenly raised his eyes to meet the eagle-like eyes of the Imperial Master. His hand suddenly grasped Ji Yushu's side.

At this moment, the fragmented memories in my mind gathered together like a tide. “You, you, you, you, are not here to persuade me to put down my butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, are you?”

“Do you, a monk, really think that you can become a Buddha immediately by putting down your butcher knife?”

“Before I awakened, I looked like a human being.” Cifeng looked weird.

"What are you muttering about? Who doesn't look like a human being?" An Yan didn't hear clearly. When he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw kind and withered hands reaching for him.

An Yan wanted to move, but couldn't. "You, what did you do to me?" An Yan was so shocked that he couldn't help himself.

But I saw the expression on Master Cifeng’s face was like a hellish Shura.

There was a sound of "Pfft." Master Cifeng's palm actually extended directly into An Yan's body.

Ji Linfeng's eyes widened as he saw the Imperial Master reaching out to grab An Yan with his big hand, and then, a black shadow was forcibly pulled out by the Imperial Master.

No, the person at this time is not the national master but Master Cifeng.

The memory was so mysterious that he couldn't believe it. It turns out that Master Cifeng had long known that An Yan was not a human being. So he followed him all the way to Jizhou. I wanted to bring him to justice, but I never thought that his body would be taken away by that black mist. Combined with the recent changes in Cifeng, the person who was taken away is almost inseparable.

The reason why he has An Yan's memory is that An Yan is actually him and one of his souls. Sixteen years ago, on the day he was born, the billowing dark clouds were actually this black mist. At that time, he wanted to take over his entire body, but due to lack of endurance, he had to swallow up a wisp of his soul. Transform into living like him.

Ji Linfeng was so frightened that he couldn't help himself. His whole body was shaking, and his handsome face was frighteningly pale.

“Second brother, what’s wrong with you?” Ji Yushu felt Ji Linfeng’s fear and asked worriedly.

Ji Linfeng was about to speak, but a shadow cast a shadow. Ji Linfeng raised his eyes and saw a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. I heard his faint words: "Why is Mr. Ji so sweating profusely? How about my master tell your fortune for you?"

Jihua was holding her chubby face with her little hands and thinking about who gave the blood jade to the queen. The voice of the Imperial Master suddenly came to her ears, startling her. When did this national master come? Look, the silly second brother was scared.

【神stick, a real magic stick, you still want to tell fortunes for my second brother, come on. The other monk had a kind face and kind eyes, but this guy was better. He looked ghastly, and at first glance he was not a good person. What is said to be highly virtuous and highly respected is simply a demonic way. 】

In the eyes of others, the national preceptor won the emperor's heart. Some people even heard that the imperial master was refining pills for Emperor Yu that could prolong life.

Ji Hua didn’t know that the Imperial Preceptor was refining pills for Emperor Yu. If she had known about it, she would have laughed at Emperor Yu’s stupidity. Pills are not, but poison pills are quite possible.

Ji Yushu didn't know why his second brother, who had always been fearless of heaven and earth, was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything when he saw the imperial master. I had no choice but to refuse on his behalf.

However, before the words were spoken, the Imperial Master actually started to do his own calculations. The thumb moves back and forth on the other fingertips, which feels a bit like a magic stick.

Many people have never seen Cifeng Divination and find it quite strange, so they all come closer to see it.

Many people said: "Master Cifeng is very good at divination and does not easily tell fortunes for others. If he takes the initiative to tell fortunes, he is a person with a predestined relationship with the Buddha."

The implication is: "Master Cifeng tells your fortune because he thinks highly of you, but it's not a compliment."

Soon, the Ji family was surrounded by a large number of officials.

Not long after, the Imperial Master stopped his momentum and looked a little solemn. Hear him say: "Second Young Master Ji may be in jail, so be careful what you do these days!" Cifeng spoke quite loudly, as if he was speaking deliberately to everyone present.

Members of the Ji family who are informed:

Duanmuyi: (End of this chapter)