Chapter 801: Ode to the Holy

As everyone knows, King Nakayama was expelled from Kyoto at that time, all by eating
Shit pretending to be mad was not killed by the Queen Mother, and her temper was unusually irritable, often killing people with a word. To change to Anhua in the past, no matter how calm and calm the face of the mad lord is, it will inevitably produce some uneasiness, but now it will not.
Because she felt the vastness of His Majesty the Pope's heart like the sea of ​​stars and the warmth of the sun in the nearest distance.
The will of His Majesty the Pope has always been with her, like the Holy Light, how could she be afraid?
She looked at the King Zhongshan quietly, obviously not prepared to change her statement.
"Since that person is still alive, why didn't he come with you?" Dali Siqing frowned slightly, looked at her and said, "God will be killed, what a big case this is, and not to mention that he is also suspect, even if he testifies , Should also be in the hall."
When it is confirmed that the owner of Zhu Sha Dan is dead, what everyone wants most is of course Zhu Sha Dan's prescription.
But now confirm that the person is not dead, then his person is of course more important than the prescription.
An Hua said: "He couldn't come here because of something important, so he specially wrote a letter about the situation of the night."
When she was about to take out the letter, God Tao Cheng's voice would be extremely severe: "What a bold courage! How dare you fool the adults with a letter, know that this is a big case, the royal body Who is this person to be present in person for the mission? Could it be that he could not resist the purpose?"
Anhua's expression remained the same, calmly said: "Even if the prince really took out the imperial edict at this time, it does not make sense."
When she said this, her eyes fell on the king of Zhongshan.
There was a lot of noise, and then there was laughter.
Everyone took her sentence as a joke.
But the King of Zhongshan did not smile, although Anhua said this to him, although he really carried a decree.
Another person did not smile, it was Tianhai Chengwen. The killing in Xueling that night was a plan between the Imperial Palace in Kyoto and the Tang family. It fell on the young formation, and it was Chen Changsheng who was looking for and killing. This killing game is very secretive. Even King Zhongshan and Tianhai Chengwen are not aware of it, but they have a very high status and vaguely found some news, but they can’t confirm it until today. At this time, they can’t help but look at Anhua’s calm expression. The mood is slightly different, is it really like that?
Dali Siqing looked at Anhua mockingly and said: "In your opinion, is that man the Pope?"
"Not bad."
An Hua took out the letter and looked at the big men in the hall and said, "It is the letter written by His Majesty the Pope, I don't know which adult will come to pick it up?"
what? The letter from His Majesty the Pope?
That man is His Majesty the Pope?
Dali Siqing thought he had heard it wrong, and after a while he woke up and almost fainted.
The rest were not much better, sitting in a chair like a statue, unable to move, let alone make a sound.
The previous moment was full of chatter, this moment was full of quiet, and the room became very quiet.
The incomparably long silence made people feel very depressed, people looked at each other, eyes full of shock.
I don't know how long it took, and someone finally spoke.
The voice of Tianhai Chengwen is still so low, but if you listen carefully, you should be able to find some meaning.
"You mean, Zhu Sha Dan was made by the Pope?"
An Hua answered: "It is."
Tianhai Chengwen stopped asking questions and seemed to casually glance at Dali Siqing.
These big men are used to going up and down the sea, and the temples are killed and killed. They are all well-intentioned generations, and they will soon react.
Dali Siqing patted the case, staring at An Hua’s eyes and said with cold voices:
It’s ridiculous! His Majesty the Pope is the Lord of the Palace, who has the hope of thousands of believers in the State Religion. In the hands of His Majesty, his majesty must have handed over the medicine to the state religion or the royal court for mass refining. How could he ignore the tragedy of many soldiers on the front line as he is now? Court villain!"
Hearing these words, the Cheng Tao, who was shocked by the previous insult to humiliate His Majesty the Pope, will be relieved a lot, as will the rest.
The case of the military court trial was constantly spread to the crowd on the street. After hearing this news, the crowd suddenly clamored and shocked.
It turns out that the magical cinnabar is actually made by His Majesty the Pope!
People rushed to the front of the military palace, blocked the street with water, and shouted something.
It was only when the question from Dali Qing Temple passed out of the house that the street suddenly became quiet.
Dali Siqing's remarks were very sinister.
If Anhua insisted that Zhu Shadan was refined by His Majesty the Pope, how can this problem be explained? For more than a year after Zhu Shadan appeared, many people, especially those who did not have the opportunity to get Zhu Sha Dan, could only watch the death of their comrades, companions, and loved ones, all asked the same question.
Since cinnabar can give birth to dead bones, why... why doesn't that person want to refine more?
At this time, the long street was quiet, and countless people looked at the direction of the military palace and wanted to know an answer.
How can you patiently watch so many people die, His Majesty the Pope?
"My previous thoughts are the same as adults and people outside the government. I have a lot of confusion or even anger at this problem."
An Hua looked at Dali Siqing and said, "But now it won't, because I know that there is a medicinal herb in Zhusha Dan which is very rare, and only His Majesty the Pope can provide it, so whether the prescription is provided to the palace or the court has no meaning, and each Moon can only be refined so much."
Listening to this, King Zhongshan's eyes narrowed, with a deep meaning, and Tianhai Chengwen also remained silent.
Dali Siqing didn't think about anything, and said with a sneer: "The official really wants to know what kind of medicinal herbs in the world are so rare to such an extent. Is it not in the Baicao Garden, nor in the forest when they are cooked? It's rare, but only His Majesty the Pope can find it?"
Logically speaking, there was no problem with his remarks, and he could not withstand any scrutiny afterwards.
However, he soon knew that he had committed an unforgivable mistake again.
Because Anhua started his own answer.
"Because that medicinal material is the Holy Blood of His Majesty the Pope!"
Her face showed pride and glory, and bright voices rang all over the inside and outside of the military palace, and fell in the ears of countless people.
"Your Majesty saves all living beings, at the expense of Shouyuan, and turns the blood of the Holy Blood into medicine. This is Zhusha Dan!"
Whether in the Songshan Military Mansion or in the streets outside, there were countless sounds of inhaling air-conditioning, whispering in shock.
Then all the sounds disappeared.
On the street, in the military palace, quietly.
No one has spoken for a long time.
Anhua's eyes flicked across the faces of Dali Temple Secretary and the rest of the big men, and asked, "Now, what else do you want to ask?"
Still no one spoke.
Zhongshan King and Tianhai Chengwen glanced at each other and saw the shock and vigilance in each other's eyes.
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