Also known as "The whole court is betting on which day they will die together"
In the third year of Chengshao's reign, the doctor and the prime minister, who had always been at odds with each other, were tied together by imperial edict.
While the whole country was speculating on when the two powerful officials would plunder each other's ancestral graves, the two parties involved treated each other peacefully and happily chatted with each other.
Xiao Yuchen leaned on the bedside and stared at the secret message on his desk and sneered: "Master Yan's method of pouring laxatives into my tea last night was three times worse than Jiangnan River's money-grabbing account."
Yan Yizhi leaned on the end of the bed, flipping through the autopsy documents, and retorted: "If you are not as elegant as Xiao Xiang, why don't you come to our courtyard in the middle of the night with a folding fan and sake to compete in swordsmanship?"
From the sudden death of the Minister of Rites at the tea guest shop to the bizarre and crazy Queen Mother in the Royal Garden, there are all hidden conspiracies and traps behind them.
When the censor's cinnabar mole stains the blood of the prime minister's fingertips, a raging fire reveals the evil hidden under the prosperous age. This alliance that started with mutual suspicion eventually becomes a sharp blade that tears apart hypocrisy.
"Xiao Xiangke knows that your blood and tears are the best antidote to my suspicion."
"Master Yan is very complimentary. I think the gray pigeon stew in your sleeve is also very replenishing."
Purpose: Concerned about the country and the people, caring about the people