Holding an ordinary script, pretending to be a god in various worlds

Almost strangled to death by a palace maid with a belt?

Zhu Yuanzhang's worldview was torn apart, and he asked with a glimmer of hope:

"Are you sure it's the palace maid? That is, the palace maid who serves tea and water in my palace now?"

Zhu Di began to speculate: "Is there someone behind this? Yes, it must be those traitors who don't want to see the emperor take power."

Even the crown prince Zhu Biao frowned: "Such a smart emperor, it is impossible for him to be murdered by a palace maid, it is too absurd."

It's not that they didn't believe it, but the contrast between the past and the present was too great. They had just accepted that the Daojun Emperor was a natural king who was born to play the game of imperial power.

The next second, you told me that he was almost strangled to death, and it was done by a palace maid, and even the weapon used was just a belt instead of a rope.

Liu Xian's eyes were full of laughter. He looked at the three people with a playful and pitying look, breaking their self-deception:

"It is absolutely true. Moreover, these palace maids are very young and frail, as small as little girls, and the one who conspired with them was only a small concubine in the harem."

Zhu Di clapped his hands and said confidently: "This concubine must have a son. She wanted her son to take the throne as soon as possible, so she launched the assassination, right?

Or maybe this concubine has fallen out of favor, and resentment is building, so she wants to take revenge on the king."

Prince Yan's guess sounded reasonable, and almost everyone present believed it.

That’s right, if it weren’t for these two reasons, why would concubines and palace maids assassinate the emperor?

But Liu Xian rejected them one by one with a smile:

"That's all wrong. Although this concubine is not favored, she also has no children. Moreover, the palace maids are willing to risk the world's condemnation to assassinate her. More importantly, they can't stand the torture anymore."

Everyone was stunned. Neither of the two answers was the correct one. It was simply that they couldn't stand the torture.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned. He felt that although the work of the palace maids was hard, it was by no means to the extent of torture.

Moreover, all the palace ladies came from honest civilian families. As long as they had family members around them, they would have a sense of connection in the palace. Aren’t they afraid of being executed along with their entire clan if they went to assassinate the emperor?

Thinking about it, Lao Zhu asked:

"What kind of torture could make a palace maid take such a risk?" After saying this, his heart began to pound, as if something bad was about to happen.

The next second, Liu Xian personally verified that his premonition was correct:

"After Emperor Daojun took control of the imperial court, he began to think about practicing Taoism to achieve immortality. He summoned Taoist priests, built Taoist palaces, and held frequent fasting and prayer ceremonies. Officials who wrote good poems could gain the emperor's favor."

Liu Xian first talked about some things that had nothing to do with the palace maids, and made no effort to hide her disdain for cultivating immortality:

"A mere mortal, with neither a predestined relationship nor a spiritual inspiration, wants to ascend to heaven and become an immortal. I have practiced for thousands of years and gone through countless calamities, but I still feel that the road ahead is long and rugged. How ridiculous!"

Zhu Yuanzhang: I have never done such a thing, why do I feel that Liu Xian also scolded me...

After laughing at Emperor Daojun's wild ideas, Liu Xian crossed his hands, held his chin, and said calmly:

"He wants to live forever, so the alchemist offers him a recipe for an elixir of immortality, which requires the use of virgin celery to make the elixir..."

Liu Xian deliberately prolonged his voice and paused for a while.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes shook. If you use that to make pills, you have to eat the pills.

This is a ruthless person... Ugh!

The pillars of the Ming Dynasty looked at each other, their eyes all saying that they had learned a lot. Some officials seemed to inadvertently look at the emperor and his family.

Well, His Majesty's fists are already bulging with veins, and his face looks like he wants to vomit.

The Prince of Yan was in a trance, as if he had lost all expression due to the blow. He felt ashamed, deeply ashamed.

Crown Prince Zhu Biao was indeed broad-minded. Faced with the disgusting things done by the descendants of his rival's younger brother, he actually used gentle words to comfort his father and younger brother.

Liu Xian felt that his happiness was built on the suffering of others, and continued to speak enthusiastically:

"In order to refine more elixirs, Emperor Daojun bought a large number of young girls from the people to enter the palace. Even if they were under the age of 18, they were given medicine that was harmful to the body.

What if this is still not enough? After all, if he wants to live forever, he has to eat more elixirs, so the women in the palace are almost forced to take drugs all year round, and Cui Tiankui is used to make elixirs.

In addition, because the alchemists said that nectar was good, these palace maids had to get up early in the morning every day to collect nectar. "

Liu Xian sighed faintly:

"The way you humans torture your kind is terrifying even to a demon like me. If you don't like it, just eat it up. Why torture it like this?"

"If he is still full of spiritual energy, under such torture, there is no way for the Taoist Emperor to live forever. It is very likely that he will refine a nest of resentful ghosts."

Everyone sensed the regret in Liu Xian's words, and a chill ran down their spine.

Some people even brought in these palace maids, and they vaguely realized that if they were tortured to death like this day after day, it would not be impossible for them to strangle the emperor.

She turned her head to look at Zhu Yuanzhang and asked lightly:

"Your Majesty, do you think you would want to kill the emperor if you were those palace maids?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was silent. He had raised an army to conquer the world and had created countless bloodshed with his hands. Now he was speechless.

How to answer?

After a long while, everyone in the hall heard His Majesty say in a deep voice:

"If it were me, I would not only kill him, but I would also chop him into pieces!"

Ministers: Our Majesty is truly wise and upright, and would sacrifice his relatives for the greater good, but it always feels weird that the majestic Majesty is replaced by a "skinny" palace maid...

The crisp sound of clapping drew the attention of the stunned officials to Liu Xian, who was clapping:

"So, you can understand to what extent Emperor Daojun has gone crazy in his practice of Taoism."

From important ministers with outstanding contributions such as Xu Da and Tang He to minor officials who just barely qualified to enter the court, everyone felt the same at this time.

Yeah, I understand. We are not qualified to question the determination of an emperor who can take that kind of elixir.

Zhu Di's tone was vague and like a wandering soul.

"What happened to those maids? Why didn't they succeed in strangling the emperor?"

"Chengzu" was depressed and going crazy. It would have been fine if his descendant was a complete waste, but this descendant had the ability to become a wise monarch who would go down in history.

Since you do such disgusting things, you might as well be strangled to death.

"How do I know? Maybe he is too weak to have the strength, or maybe this emperor has a talent for holding his breath?"

Liu Xian told a joke, but no one laughed. Seeing this, she continued in boredom:

"The group of palace maids were naturally executed by slow slicing, and the lives of all nine clans were implicated. In addition, the concubine who helped and another innocent favorite concubine were also killed."