hotmtlnovel Chapter 393 The fake emperor, Huang Shang is frightened
Chapter 393 The fake emperor, Huang Shang is frightened
Chapter 393 The fake emperor, Huang Shang is frightened
Just when Yuan Shisanqian was panicking and anxious, Huang Shang had already opened the curtain and walked into the big tent.
"Your Majesty, Huang Shang." Huang Shang bowed to "Zhao Ji" on the dragon chair.
"I love you," Zhao Ji said with a wave of his hand, signaling Huang Shang to get up.
"Thank you, Your Majesty", Huang Shang thanked him, then stood up and looked at 'Zhao Ji'.
His eyes swept over 'Zhao Ji' and he couldn't help but frown.
The Majesty in front of me is very different from usual. The most intuitive thing is his demeanor and demeanor.
Although Zhao Ji was a coward, he was still the emperor of the Song Dynasty. He had been taught royal etiquette since he was a child, and he followed the rules and etiquette when walking, sitting, and lying down.
Even when he was sitting and resting, his posture was upright. He had never sat in this lazy posture before.
Moreover, the person in front of him was very strange. He always gave Huang Shang the feeling of wearing a monkey's head. Even though he was wearing the emperor's dragon robe, he didn't have that kind of nobility that came from his bones.
Huang Shang felt something was wrong in her heart, and asked with concern: "Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell?"
Zhao Ji, who was sitting on the dragon chair, obviously did not expect that Huang Shang would suddenly ask this question, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
After being stunned for a moment, he seemed to suddenly wake up and said hurriedly: "I'm fine, dear, don't worry."
This unusual behavior made Huang Shang feel that something was wrong. Moreover, His Majesty actually called himself "I" instead of "I", which was completely inconsistent with His Majesty's past habits.
Is it possible that the majesty in front of me is fake?
With this thought, Huang Shang was also shocked.
During the reign of Renzong and Zhenzong, there was a folk rumor circulating in the Song Dynasty that a civet cat was exchanged for a prince.
Although this thing is absurd, everyone knows it is false.
But at this moment, Huang Shang inexplicably remembered this folk legend.
Looking at the "Your Majesty" on the dragon throne, Huang Shang's uneasiness became more intense.
Resisting the impulse, Huang Shang said: "Your Majesty, I also know some medical skills, why don't I take your pulse and make a diagnosis?"
Huang Shang wanted to get close to the person in front of him to confirm his suspicion.
'Zhao Ji' laughed and said: "Ai Qing, you are worrying too much, I am really fine."
"Your Majesty," Huang Shang did not give up and continued to insist, "You are the emperor of the Song Dynasty, and you rule thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and hundreds of millions of people. You should pay more attention to the dragon body."
Seeing Huang Shang's persistence, 'Zhao Ji''s attitude also relaxed a little. He did not dare to show too many abnormal behaviors for fear that Huang Shang would see the clues.
After all, Yu He, who is now controlled by Patriarch Bodhidharma, is in Shaolin and not in the camp.
Once the abnormality is discovered by Huang Shang, relying on Yuan Shisanqian, Zhuge Zhengwo and others, it may not be possible to keep Huang Shang, and the consequences will be endless.
With this in his mind, 'Zhao Ji' said: "Ai Qing is very interested, so I would like to trouble Ai Qing to give me a diagnosis."
As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and placed it on the table in front of him.
Huang Shang nodded, took a deep breath to calm his violently beating heart, and took a few steps forward to come to 'Zhao Ji'.
His eyes swept over the hand extended by 'Zhao Ji', and his pupils shrank violently again.
This hand does not belong to His Majesty, and this person does not belong to His Majesty.
Huang Shang's heart was shaken, the hairs on his hair stood up involuntarily, and a layer of fine goosebumps appeared on his body.
Zhao Ji likes calligraphy and writes all the year round. It is inevitable that there will be some calluses on the finger pads of his right hand. Although they are very shallow, they are definitely there.
Only ministers like Huang Shang, who were close to Zhao Ji day and night, would notice such details.
The person in front of me has a delicate right hand with no calluses at all.
Thinking of all the previous anomalies and the unreasonable uneasiness, Huang Shang was already sure that the majesty in front of him was someone else's fake one.
Realizing this, Huang Shang's back felt cold and she was filled with fear.
With Yu and Yu worshiping this half-immortal master to guard him day and night, if His Majesty is impersonated, he will definitely discover the problem immediately.
But at the moment, Yu Chongfeng found no clues and didn't even show up.
This made Huang Shang wonder if something had happened to Yu He.
If something happens to Yu Fengfeng in the semi-immortal realm, is it possible that other people in this camp will survive?
Huang Shang has never been so scared as now.
Something happened to the first minister of the royal family, and His Majesty was replaced by someone else. If it can't be dealt with as soon as possible, there may be big problems in the entire Song Dynasty.
Huang Shang was anxious, but he also knew that the mastermind behind the scenes was extremely powerful. If he exposed His Majesty as a fake, not only would he not be able to save His Majesty, but he would even fall into it, and there would be no hope of turning the matter around.
With this in his mind, Huang Shang suppressed the anxiety and anger in his heart, pretending to be nonchalant, and diagnosed the pulse of the fake Zhao Ji in front of him.
After casually feeling for his pulse, Huang Shang let go of his hand and said, "Your Majesty is fine. It's unreasonable for me to worry."
Fake Zhao Ji also quickly retracted his right hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, Aiqing cares about my body too?"
Already knowing that the majesty in front of him was someone else, Huang Chang didn't want to stay for a moment longer. He just wanted to find out the truth and rescue the real majesty, so he said: "Your majesty, the minister came from Bianjing and is feeling a little unwell. Feeling trapped, I resigned first and asked Your Majesty to forgive me."
Fake Zhao Ji waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I love you, I'm tired of traveling and traveling. Let's go and have some rest first. If anything happens, we'll discuss it in detail tomorrow."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Huang Shang bowed and walked backwards out of the tent.
As soon as he walked out of the big tent, he let out a deep breath, and his tense spirit suddenly relaxed. He could no longer suppress it and broke out in thick cold sweat, soaking all his clothes.
There was no time to think too much, Huang Shang strode forward.
There is an impostor in the big tent. The real Majesty is still alive and dead at this moment and is in danger. Huang Shang must race against time to find out all the truth and rescue the real Zhao Ji as soon as possible.
In the Chinese army's tent, after Huang Shang retreated, fake Zhao Ji also breathed a sigh of relief.
Imprisoning the emperor of a dynasty and pretending to be someone else was definitely a major crime against the nine clans. He was also very frightened in his heart, fearing that Huang Shang would see any clues.
"It's too dangerous to keep Huang Shang. This unstable factor must be resolved as soon as possible," the fake Zhao Ji said to himself, and then looked at the group of people in the tent.
"On the thirteenth day of the Yuan Dynasty, you rush to Shaolin immediately, report the news of Huang Shang's arrival to the Patriarch, and ask the Patriarch to send Yu He to control Huang Shang."
Yuan Shisanqian was shocked, but he didn't dare to show any abnormality. He said yes, and then walked out of the big tent.