The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

All Zhou Muqiao's words were blocked by King Jin's words.

He felt uncomfortable and blocked for a moment. His eyes were red.

The emperor was also a little surprised.

He originally thought that Zhou Shiyue would avoid this question. After all, Zhou Muchiao had already confessed to him about the death.

Zhou Shiyue is somewhat suspicious.

Now he actually dares to bring it up on his own initiative?

"Since you mentioned this, I have to ask you carefully, cough cough cough." The emperor started coughing again.

Zhou Shiyue observed him for a while and felt that the emperor just had an ordinary illness because there was nothing strange about him.

At His Majesty’s age, it is inevitable that he will get sick.

He felt that after following Lu Er for such a long time, he could still see a little bit. For example, he hadn't remembered to ask Lu Er about the aura he saw in the small mountain village a few days ago.

"Ayue, this matter is of great importance!"

The emperor forced himself to suppress his depression. He could be weak in front of others, but in front of Zhou Shiyue, he had to hold on.

"We can talk about you taking the second daughter of the Lu family to Weiming Mountain later. Now let's talk about the death of those Jiangnan boys..."

He wanted to cough again. This disease really affected his dignity.

The emperor clutched the quilt tightly and held his breath.

"Those people are all well-known people in Jiangnan. Their elders are either local wealthy and prestigious people or scholars..."

"Puchi." Zhou Shiyue laughed out loud when he heard this.

The prince wanted to touch his forehead.

The emperor's uncle was still the same as before, sometimes he was really cold and heartless. He could still laugh when people were talking about how many people had died.

Sure enough, when Zhou Muchiao heard Zhou Shiyue laughing, he looked at him in disbelief, then pursed his lips, looking very sad and indignant.

"Ayue!" The emperor was so angry at his inappropriate laughter that he almost suffocated.

"Sorry," Zhou Shiyue stopped smiling and turned expressionless again, "It's really because I couldn't help what my brother said just now. It was a little ridiculous."

"How ridiculous!"

"A family of scholars. I have met those people in Weiming Mountain, but I cannot associate any of them with the term family of scholars."

Don't be so funny, those guys are just ignorant young masters, none of them has any scholarly air?

Oh, it seems there is one named Guan who is barely acceptable.

Zhou Muchiao couldn't help but speak up for a few of his friends.

"Your Majesty, they are just a little playful and young, but they are not bad people. They are also very loyal..."

All his friends died tragically, and now he has to be slandered and insulted by King Jin?

"Loyalty," Zhou Shiyue sneered and looked at him. "I don't know whether they are loyal or not, but you don't think they are loyal, right? I told you that the red muntjac can't be eaten, and you tried it yourself, what was the result?"

They all thought that since Zhou Muchiao had already tasted the bitterness, the red muntjac would naturally not eat him again.

Who could have imagined such a result?

At that time, Lu Er saw that the deathly look on those people's faces had dissipated a little.

Zhou Muchiao's face turned pale.

"I asked them not to eat it, and they agreed not to eat it."

"Then how did they die?" Zhou Shiyue thought that those people really listened to the advice and died due to other reasons.

As a result, Zhou Muchiao's face turned even paler. This matter was really a serious misunderstanding!

"It's not Xiao Qiao's fault." The emperor couldn't help but protect Zhou Muchiao when he saw his expression.

He really couldn't stand Zhou Shiyue's aggressive look.

Maybe even the emperor himself didn't realize it, because he subconsciously hated Zhou Shiyue, so he couldn't help but stand on the opposite side of Zhou Shiyue.

Zhou Shiyue finds people he likes pleasing to the eye.

"Xiao Qiao was feeling unwell at the time. He was vomiting and having diarrhea, and he was exhausted. After returning to the city and hearing that I was ill, he ignored himself, asked his servants to take those friends home, and told his family to settle them down. Then he hurried into the palace to visit me."

When the emperor said this, he felt even more that Zhou Muchiao cared about him very much.

"The red muntjac was put aside for a while, and was eventually spotted by the cook, who killed and cooked it on his own initiative, thinking that he would entertain the guests first, so he served it to them. The servants didn't say what it was, and the children couldn't tell what kind of meat it was, so they just ate it like that..."

When the emperor said this, he finally couldn't help coughing and couldn't help cursing in his heart.

What is this!

After hearing this, Zhou Shiyue just raised his eyebrows.

The emperor was about to shift the focus to Zhou Shiyue.

Why couldn't the red muntjac be eaten? If it couldn't be eaten, why didn't he just confiscate it, but let the children take it away? Isn't this the same as watching it die without saving it?

To put it in a more biased way, those children could be considered to have been killed by him!

But just as he calmed down and was about to speak, he heard Zhou Shiyue speak again, interrupting him.

"Zhou Muchiao, have I ever touched your red muntjac?"

Zhou Muchiao answered subconsciously, "The prince has never touched it."

"When I arrived, you had already hunted the red muntjac and were ready to take it out, right?"

"Yes."

"So, what you hunted and what you want to take away is none of my business, right?" Zhou Shiyue said, "But I guess you must want to ask why we say that red muntjac cannot be eaten."

Emperor: “…” He wanted to ask.

"Because my father came to me in a dream." Zhou Shiyue said seriously, "My father said that something was wrong with Weiming Mountain, but he didn't specify what was wrong, so naturally I assumed that everything in the mountain was wrong."

Zhou Shiyue added, "Also, I could smell the stench of blood flowing from the red muntjac from a distance."

Zhou Muchiao: “???”

"Another thing is that red muntjacs are smart and fast. Another thing is that they can smell the scent of their own dead relatives, and use it as a warning of danger and run away."

Everyone was a little confused. What did this mean?

Zhou Shiyue looked at Zhou Muchiao, "Three years ago, Zhou Muchiao had already hunted a red muntjac and made a quiver out of the suede. This time when he went to Weiming Mountain, he carried that muntjac."

Zhou Muchiao was stunned. How did King Jin know?

When they were at Weiming Mountain, he felt that King Jin only glanced at him lightly. How could he observe so much detail?

"The red muntjac can smell the quiver from a long distance and sense danger, so, logically speaking, it shouldn't be that easy for Zhou Muchiao to hunt a second red muntjac this time. But this time, he brought such a bunch of rubbish and hunted a red muntjac even faster than last time."

Zhou Shiyue asked Zhou Muchiao, "Didn't you feel something was wrong at the time? Or did your pride blind you and make you think that your hunting skills had improved by leaps and bounds?"

Prince: Good yin and yang.

"Since the red muntjac was hunted so easily, I guessed that something was wrong with it. Coupled with the bloody smell, it is very likely that it accidentally ate something and was poisoned, making it unresponsive."