Chapter 947 Curse
Luo Yanzhi knew that he was going to die soon and had no scruples at all.
He waited for Luo Qinghan with red eyes, his tone full of resentment and jealousy.
"We are both sons of our father, but you were able to be crowned as the crown prince. Why? You are neither the legitimate son nor the eldest son. No matter what, it is not your turn to be the crown prince. Why do you think you can be superior to me? Is it because your fate is better than mine? I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"
Luo Qinghan asked calmly: "Do you really think I have a good life?"
He asked this question sincerely, but to Luo Yanzhi, it sounded like a mockery.
Luo Yanzhi became more and more angry, and the resentment in his heart was about to burst out.
"What are you so proud of? Even if you sit on the throne, it doesn't mean you can sit there safely. Just wait, you will be retaliated against sooner or later! I am just going ahead, I will wait for you on the road to the underworld!"
Luo Qinghan looked at him steadily: "Do you know something?"
Luo Yanzhi opened his chapped and cracked lips, revealing a malicious smile.
"I don't know anything. I only know that you will not have a good ending. Anyone who sits on the throne will not have a good ending. This is a curse, a curse!"
At this moment, Luo Yanzhi no longer had the romantic and unrestrained manner of the past. His peach blossom eyes were bloodshot and his expression was crazy, like a trapped beast in a desperate situation.
Luo Qinghan looked at him steadily for a moment and uttered a few words softly.
"You're crazy."
Luo Yanzhi held his head with both hands, his eyes staring straight ahead, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, and making sharp screams from his mouth.
"This is a curse! My grandfather was cursed, so he died! My father was cursed, so he died too! Now it's your turn, and you will die just like them, with no clear reason! Everyone who sits on the throne will die, and none of you can escape!"
Luo Qinghan didn't want to talk to a madman.
He turned and walked out of the cell.
With a clang, the cell door was closed.
Luo Yanzhi in the cell was still shouting.
"Your good luck is only temporary. Sooner or later, your good luck will run out, and you will die without a burial place because of the curse!"
Ban Shan, the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple, and a group of officials and jailers all hung their heads, feeling uneasy, fearing that the emperor would be angry because of Luo Yanzhi's crazy words.
Luo Qinghan said to Ban Shan as he walked.
"Remember to prepare a good farewell meal for Luo Yanzhi, so as to fulfill the last bit of brotherhood between him and me."
Ban Shan nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes."
After sending the emperor out of the Dali Temple, all the officials breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the emperor did not get angry, otherwise all of them would probably be implicated.
Ban Shan guessed that Luo Yanzhi might be crazy, and immediately told his men: "Don't get close to Luo Yanzhi in the future. No matter what he says, just pretend you didn't hear it."
All the officials nodded in agreement.
"Don't worry, sir. We will pretend to be deaf and can't hear anything."
Banshan: "It's OK as long as you understand."
As an institution that specializes in investigating and handling cases related to aristocratic royal families, the Dali Temple is quite familiar with the bloody struggles within the royal family. At the same time, they are also very clear about one thing -
If you want to live longer, you have to be more confused.
Never have the slightest curiosity about things that shouldn't be explored.
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After leaving the Dali Temple, Luo Qinghan took a carriage back to the palace.
When passing by Suxiangtang, he deliberately asked the carriage to stop.
He got out of the car and walked into Suxiangtang and bought two of Xiao Xixi's favorite pastries.
He walked out of Suxiangtang carrying a box of snacks and was suddenly stopped by an old Taoist priest in a gray-black Taoist robe.
The old Taoist priest looked to be at least sixty years old, with wrinkles all over his face, gray hair, and a long white beard. He carried an old patched bag on his shoulder and held a banner in his right hand. There were four big characters written on the banner:
It’s a sure bet!
He made a gesture of "Heavenly Lord" with his left hand and said with a smile.
"My dear, please stay. I have calculated my affinity with you and would like to tell you my fortune."
Luo Qinghan refused expressionlessly: "No need."
The old Taoist priest said: "Don't worry, this divination is free of charge. You don't need to spend any money."
Luo Qinghan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. Just as he was about to call Zhao Xian to come over and bring the person over, he heard the old Taoist priest suddenly say.
"From your face, you are a rare talent, and you have a very noble destiny. You will achieve great things in the future. However, wisdom is always harmful. Everything has a good side and a bad side. Although you have a good destiny, you lost your mother when you were young and your father when you were young. You also have a bad relationship with your brothers, and you are likely to suffer from bloody disasters."
Luo Qinghan's gaze quickly turned cold as he looked at him.
In Luo Qinghan's opinion, the old Taoist priest in front of him was a liar. The reason why he could speak so accurately must be that he had arranged his words in advance.
In other words, this old Taoist priest came here to set a trap for him on purpose!
Luo Qinghan originally just wanted to drive the old Taoist priest away, but now it seems that this old Taoist priest is not simple and he has to be taken back for a thorough interrogation.
Just as he was about to arrest someone, he saw the old Taoist priest reach into his arms and take out a crumpled yellow talisman.
"Your fate is too hard, and it's easy to hurt your relatives. But don't worry, I have a talisman to drive away evil spirits. You just need to burn it into ashes, mix it with water and drink it, and you won't have to worry about harming your relatives anymore! This talisman originally costs at least twenty taels of silver, but since we are destined to be together, I'll give you a half price and only charge you ten taels of silver. How about that?"
Luo Qinghan reached out and took the talisman paper.
On the yellow talisman paper, two crooked words were written in cinnabar to ward off evil spirits.
There was one stroke missing in the word "chu", which is a typo.
Obviously, this yellow talisman is fake.
The old Taoist priest in front of me is a liar.
Seeing the handsome man in front of him remained silent, the old Taoist priest quickly said, "Ten taels of silver is really very cheap. Of course, if you don't have that much money, five taels of silver will also be fine!"
All of a sudden, the price was cut in half again. The price dropped faster than jumping off a building.
Luo Qinghan said coldly: "I don't need it."
The old Taoist priest was anxious: "This yellow talisman is really useful to you. How about this, I will give you an exclusive discount, only three taels of silver! Only three taels of silver, you can take this precious exorcism talisman home, what are you hesitating about?!"
Zhao Xian discovered that the emperor was being entangled with someone, so he quickly ran over to comfort him.
"Get out of here! If you dare to bother my young master again, I will send you to see the authorities!"
The old Taoist priest was frightened by Zhao Xian's ferocious look.
He knew that this person was not easy to deal with, so he didn't dare to bother with him anymore and ran away in a panic.
Luo Qinghan instructed Zhao Xian.
"Send two people to follow the old Taoist priest and find out who he is?"
"Yes."
(End of this chapter)
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