After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

After Song Jiqi was beheaded, Song Ping had been living peacefully for a while, and there were few actions recently.

But Qi Zizhen kept his eyes open and asked the guards to help observe the movements around Guanwang Mansion, and he learned that Qin Ling would often go to Guanwang Mansion after that.

Presumably it was a last desperate plan.

But so far, there is no movement of grandson Wushun for the time being.

Qi Zizhen was not in a hurry about this, but just in case he reduced the time to go out during this period of time, basically most of the time he stayed in Lingning in the National Teacher Tower on the grounds that his illness was getting worse.

Cui Liang conveyed his sources of information during this period, and occasionally Song Yaoxu would come over in person to accompany him to relieve boredom.

During this period of time, Song Shi woke up from the coma. After comfort and recuperation, he basically had nothing to do. He returned to the South Study Room to make up for the missed lessons.

There was also news from Qin Qiao, saying that the antidote he tried to develop had played a certain role, and Xu Xiaoqi's condition was better than before.Although it can't completely solve the Gu poison in the body, but with a definite antidote research direction, it is only a matter of time before the antidote is produced.

With most of the two stones in his heart dropped, Qi Zizhen began to prepare for the last trap for Song Ping——

sacrificial ceremony.

In the first life, Song Ping took advantage of the music he played during the sacrifice to take him away, and it is very likely that he will use this as his last bargaining chip in this life.

As long as one can successfully steal one's life, what is the loss before?

Of course Qi Zizhen will not disappoint him.

He estimated the nearest days, and finally decided to hold a sacrificial ceremony on the ninth day of April, his 19th birthday, on the grounds of the national teacher's birthday.

In order not to appear that the ceremony was held too deliberately, Qi Zizhen also added an extra item of blessing to the theme of blessing for good health.

The news of the national teacher's serious illness has already spread throughout the capital, and it sounds very reasonable to hold a sacrificial ceremony on his birthday to pray for his health.

After all the arrangements related to the sacrificial ceremony were arranged, the next thing to wait was for Song Ping to take the bait.

Sure enough, just a few days before the start of the sacrifice, an official reported the news of the drought in the neighboring town in the early morning, and then another official suggested that Song Yaoxu should serve as a relief to show the emperor's love for the people.

Song Yaoxu complied, and left the capital in private the next day, heading for the so-called disaster-stricken towns.

Their net is almost enough to gather.

On the morning of the ninth day of April, the people who came to participate in the sacrificial ceremony gathered near the sacrificial altar before dawn again.

According to reports from the guards, many people brought some medicinal materials and put them under the National Teacher Pagoda, saying that they were for the National Teacher's health.

In addition, there are many small objects for blessings, which are surrounded by the National Teacher Tower, and the door is very considerately vacated.

Inadvertently, the originally solemn and solemn Guoshi Pagoda became down-to-earth, breaking Qi Zizhen's serious mood of closing the net that was brewing in his heart.

Qi Zizhen looked helplessly at the "gifts" that the people were still piling up underground, and asked the guards to help them tell them that they had received their wishes, so there was no need to give them any more, and they would keep them for their family members.

"It seems that Zizhen is still very popular among the people."

Song Yaoxu, who was supposed to have gone to the next city, walked behind Qi Zizhen with a gentle smile on his face.

When Qi Zizhen heard this, he glanced at him faintly: "Isn't it because of the rumors you spread before that you spread me so much?"

"That's because our Zizhen is very powerful." Song Yaoxu smiled and raised his hand to rub his head, his eyes were full of pampering and indulgence, like coaxing a child.

Qi Zizhen snorted and didn't continue this topic. He turned his head to look at Song Ping who was pretending to be among the crowd outside the window, and asked again: "The substitute sent by His Highness to the next town should be fine, right? In case he reveals something, we can do it today." It’s about to fall short.”

Song Yaoxu hooked his lips: "Don't worry, I have carefully selected the entourage and the substitute, and there will be no problems. You can just concentrate on playing the music later, and leave the rest to me."

"Okay." Qi Zizhen nodded, his clear black eyes were full of trust in Song Yaoxu.

The person who really wants to oppose Song Ping is not him as the national teacher. At this time, it is the right choice for Song Yaoxu to end everything.

After that, the two of them didn't have sticky ink marks for a long time, and Qi Zizhen estimated that Qi Zizhen would go downstairs to prepare for today's sacrifice after about the same time.

Today's weather is not very good, the sky is gray, it seems that it may rain at any time, and there seems to be more dark clouds floating in the distance.

But this is exactly what Qi Zizhen wanted.

Qi Zizhen specially changed into a slightly loose white sacrificial attire today. The luxurious and complicated sacrificial attire pressed against his thin shoulders, making his pale face even more accentuated.

He read the prayers according to the rituals that should be in the sacrificial ceremony, and then turned around to the stone qin installed, took a light breath and began to play.

His percussion this time is different from the usual pure and ethereal. The transparent sound is complicated and mixed with dusty impurities, which looks dull and gloomy, which makes people feel very uncomfortable when listening to it.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a sudden accent on the stone qin, a muffled "rumbling" sound came from the gray sky.

There was a commotion among the originally quiet and solemn onlookers.

It is always a very bad omen to encounter such weather during the sacrifice.

Song Ping was among the common people, and looked up at the extremely weak white figure on the sacrificial altar, with strong malice flashing in his eyes.

This time, I want to see who else can save you.

A life for a life is a good deal, isn't it?

Song Ping stared at Qi Zizhen on the altar, and the emotions in his eyes became more and more intense.

He had already summoned the Imperial Forest Army near the sacrificial altar. These useless Imperial Forest Army can't fight, but there must be no problem in arresting someone and going back.

He only needs to wait for him to finish playing this song, and he can put an ominous hat on him openly, and secretly take him back to the dungeon that was arranged in Guanwang's mansion.

Qin Ling had already prepared a generous gift for him, and was waiting for him in Guanwang Mansion.

Song Ping gradually clenched his fists, almost trying his best to restrain his mood at the moment.

As long as he successfully steals his fate, the throne will be his!

At this moment, Qi Zizhen seemed to have dropped the last note, and the dull thunder suddenly became clear, and it exploded in the air with a "pop", and even exploded among the people.

There were even timid children who were frightened and cried, and threw themselves into the arms of the adults around them.

Song Ping took advantage of this moment when the common people were most panicked and went out from among the common people, and sternly said: "Bold monster! As a teacher of the state, he played an ominous music, and he was punished by thunder!

"Come on! Take him down!"

The common people seemed to be frightened by this sudden development, they looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to react.

At the same time, a group of imperial forest soldiers who had been waiting for a long time responded to the order and immediately came out of their hiding places to arrest Qi Zizhen.

Qi Zizhen on the high platform looked up at Song Ping, his expression was calm and indifferent, as if he didn't hear what he said just now, he raised his hand and continued to play.

Song Ping knew the effect of Dry Gu, but when he was trying to make the last struggle, he hummed softly and was about to order the guards to take it down, when he suddenly heard something wrong with the tune.

After the first accent of the previous song fell, the dull and gloomy tune seemed to be bit by bit removed from the dark mist, and gradually became clear and transparent.

It was like seeing a new and bright hope after a long period of darkness.

At the same time, the dark sky gradually cleared up with the music.

The gate of the National Teacher Tower was also opened at this time, and Song Yaoxu, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, walked out of the National Teacher Tower unhurriedly, with a very kind smile on his face.

"Who dares to slander the national teacher under my nose?"

The author has something to say: the next chapter will end this dungeon, and then start the last small dungeon before the end~ There should not be many chapters to finish the main text ww

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Thanks to [An Arctic Rabbit], [Song Han], [Huaisu], [Hinny] and [Lemon Essence] for their nutrient solution mua~