Overwhelming mountains and rivers

September eighteenth, early morning.

"Your Majesty, the Eldest Prince has not committed any serious crimes. I hope that the Emperor will consider his previous political achievements to be acceptable. He will take pity on his loss of his mother and allow him to go to the fiefdom."

The prime minister knelt down in the hall, with seven or eight veterans behind him.

"...Well, Mr. Wu and Mr. Chen think the same way? Do you think the First Prince will go to the fiefdom?" Going to the fiefdom means that he will no longer be destined for the throne.

means to give up.

It's just that Xuan Lin really thinks so?

"The minister waits for a second opinion."

Seeing that Emperor Yuan's hesitation slowed down and he was about to agree, Chu Xuanzhao made a gesture outside the palace. This gesture was caught by King Teng who had been paying attention to him.However, Chu Xuanzhao didn't care, turned his head and smiled at him.

A little eunuch hurried in holding a black lacquered wooden box, "Your Majesty, report back to Your Majesty, someone has thrown a copper box!"

There is a total of one room for the utensils in the copper box, and there are four partitions in the middle, which are respectively "Yanen", "Zhaojian", "Shenyuan", and "Tongxuan".

This object is used to inform and report, and only the emperor can check the contents inside.

However, the price of throwing the copper gate is very high. If you are not careful, you will be charged with a false accusation. Therefore, the copper gate has not been touched for a long time.

at this time……

"Submit it quickly!"

"Yes."

The little eunuch presented the things, stepped aside, and subconsciously glanced at Chu Xuanzhao.Seeing this, King Teng raised his eyebrows with interest.

The more the emperor flipped through the pages, the worse his expression became. When he saw the end, he shook his hand slightly and threw the paper in his hand forward. Some yellowed paper was scattered all over the floor.

Although the officials in the court didn't know what happened, but the emperor was angry, they naturally knelt down and kowtowed one by one, "Your Majesty, calm down."

"Come here! Draw up the decree! The eldest prince has no talent and virtue, formed a party for personal gain, disregarded the sacred order, corrupted and oppressed the people, and so on. His deeds are obvious! He has brought shame on my royal family. Today, Chu Xuanlin will be expelled from the royal family. I will be deposed as a commoner, and I will be sent to Ling today—" The emperor closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear it a little bit, and sank his breath, "If you are sent out of the capital, you will not be allowed to set foot in the capital for the rest of your life....Do it right away, without any mistakes."

He originally wanted to say that he would be sent to Lingnan, but he couldn't bear it.

South of the Five Ridges, with miasma forests, poisonous venom, poor mountains and bad waters, it can be described as a place of near death.

"Your Majesty?! Your Majesty, think twice!" The prime minister didn't mean to protect the eldest prince, but just couldn't bear it.

Emperor Yuan stood up and sighed heavily, "Prime Minister, stop talking. You can see the things on the ground for yourself."

"...Your Majesty, this—" The bronze thing, he is a prime minister...

"It's okay, just look at it. Retire."

"Retreat—"

After the courtiers dispersed, Li Weizhen collected the things on the ground one by one, looked through them, and finally understood the emperor's anger and disappointment.

——In September of the 12th year of Shenghe, the eldest son of the emperor, Chu Xuanlin, privately put 30 of the [-] disaster relief silver into his own treasury. The governor of Huzhou noticed it and wanted to sue the emperor, but Chu Xuanlin killed him in a disguised accident.

——At the end of the twelfth twelfth month of Shenghe, the eldest son of the emperor, Chu Xuanlin, cruelly poisoned a married woman who refused to marry him in his own mansion. Her husband died of depression five days later.

——In June of the 13th year of Shenghe, the eldest son of the emperor, Chu Xuan, went to Linyang to enshrine Yinwei, and privately built a garden in the capital under the guise of the royal name.

——During the filial piety period of the Empress Dowager in the 14th year of Shenghe, meat and dances were held in the mansion.

——Holy and...

……

Each of these things is not a big deal, and even every prince in every dynasty will commit a crime. However, these things are collected and looked at carefully, but it is impossible not to make the emperor angry.

Alas, less makes more.

Li Weizhen frowned. The person who cast the copper pin had grasped the timing and pinpointed Chu Xuanlin's seven inches. I am afraid that this is no longer something he can put his beak on.

Prince, King Teng, or King Xin?

........................

"Looking at you, Chu Xuanlin was deposed as a commoner, and his father ordered him not to enter the capital forever. That's the end of his business."

It was the empress who killed the mother and concubine. At that time, Chu Xuanlin was still young, so it was not as important as him.The empress is dead, Chu Xuanlin's situation is over, and Chu Xuanzhao no longer intends to kill them all.

Shen Qingjun saw what he meant, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart. Just because you think so, doesn't mean that Chu Xuanqing thinks the same way.

"However..., I'm afraid King Teng—" Chu Xuanzhao naturally knew what kind of person King Teng was.

"What you should do, just do it. King Teng's choice is not something you and I can control." Shen Qingjun felt that Chu Xuanzhao was still somewhat...

"Well, I'll send someone to watch. Even if King Teng really does something, maybe we can catch King Teng?" Chu Xuanzhao seemed quite interested.

This is strange, Chu Xuanzhao went to protect Chu Xuanlin regardless of brotherhood, Shen Qingjun already thought it was good, but at this moment he thought of letting him live and die, just take advantage of it?

This is, grown up?

Or, with regard to his biological mother, he was not so willing to let Chu Xuanlin go after all?

Seeming to see his surprise, Chu Xuanzhao moved closer to him, "Qing Jun, I don't know what gave you the feeling that I am kind, but I have never been a kind person."

Shen Qingjun looked at him and said nothing.

He knows that he is not a good person, but he thinks that there must be some tempering to..., making him more like his true self.

Looking at the face close at hand, Chu Xuanzhao felt a little short of breath, stepped back slightly, raised a strand of black hair on him openly, and stroked it a few times.

Shen Qingjun's heart trembled, and he raised his hand to pull his hair back, "You, don't make trouble."

"Qingjun." Chu Xuanzhao tentatively brought his face closer together, his tightly clenched fists and wrinkled clothes showed his nervousness and apprehension.

Shen Qingjun only felt that his heart was stuffy and his mind was empty. When he realized it, he found that Chu Xuanzhao fell to the ground clutching his chest, with a trace of blood slowly overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

He lowered his head, twirled his fingers that had just dissipated his inner strength, and turned his head.

"Do you care?"

"I'm fine, I'm sorry. I just—" Just couldn't help it.

"I'm sorry." The words fell, and he couldn't help vomiting blood.

Shen Qingjun shot suddenly, he didn't have time to gather his internal strength at all.At this time, I only felt pain like the internal organs had been displaced.

Shen Qingjun stroked his chest, after a long time, he still chose to walk towards him, stretched out his hand to help him up, "...you sit first, I'll go get the medicine."

"Ah."

……

Shen Qingjun brought an ice green vial, Chu Xuanzhao opened his mouth slightly when he saw him open the stopper.

Seeing his movements, Shen Qingjun suddenly remembered that the last time he was fed medicine and his fingertips were licked, thinking about it now, he clearly did it on purpose.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingjun's fingertips trembled imperceptibly, put the stopper back on, put the bottle heavily on the stone table, and pushed it towards him, "Jade Blood Pill, twelve pieces."

"…What?"

Shen Qingjun turned his head and stopped looking at him.

Chu Xuanzhao sighed, reached for the medicine bottle, and took one.

After the pain subsided, he took out a silver ingot from his bosom, "Valley Master Helian, stop pretending, I've already seen you through."

"..."

Shen Qingjun turned back, looking at him like looking at a fool.

Could it be that his brain was broken?He obviously didn't hit his head.

"Uh... I'm just kidding. I'll give you the silver, and you can give me a handkerchief for the extra money..." Chu Xuanzhao raised his finger and pointed to the blood on his mouth.

Shen Qingjun rubbed his forehead, "I'm not a handkerchief seller."

However, he still took out a handkerchief and gave it to him, "I was joking too, I did it, how can I ask for your medicine money."

Chu Xuanzhao wiped his mouth, "Mr. Qing, I didn't think just now—it's not what you think. If you don't like it, I won't, I won't—"

He really didn't intend to kiss Shen Qingjun, he just subconsciously wanted to get closer, that's all.It's just that, now that he said it, he didn't know whether Shen Qingjun would believe his own words, after all, it seemed...

"…I know."

"then you--"

"My lord!" Shen Qingjun's voice interrupted Chu Xuanzhao hastily, and he continued after he calmed down, "My lord, I'm a little tired, so I won't see you off."

Chu Xuanzhao hesitated to speak, but in the end he just sighed softly, "...Okay, you rest, I'll come back tomorrow and take my leave."

…………

"elder brother."

"Oh, you're here? Sit down."

Chu Xuanxin sat down across the table, took the document that Chu Xuanzhao handed over, but did not open it, "Brother, don't be in a hurry, I want to ask, about Chu Xuanlin, do you plan to come soon?" Is that the end?"

"Then what do you want?"

"...Kill." Chu Xuanxin was a little hesitant. He knew that his brother's temper was different from his, so he might not accept such an approach.

"Kill? He has nowhere to go, why bother to kill him? Besides, the Queen's matter has nothing to do with him, after all, he is your brother and mine." Chu Xuanzhao said very gently, but Chu Xuanxin could not see anything in his eyes. bona fide.

"Brother?" Chu Xuanxin smirked, and he saw that Chu Xuanzhao didn't think so.

Seeing Chu Xuanxin's probing eyes, he was silent for a while, and Chu Xuanzhao finally smiled coldly, "Xuanxin, there are some things that someone can do, why bother to dirty your hands?"

He knew that it was absolutely impossible for King Teng to keep Chu Xuanlin, and he never thought of letting Chu Xuanlin go.However, he dared to tell Chu Xuanxin about these thoughts, but he didn't dare to tell Shen Qingjun directly.

He didn't know why, but he did it subconsciously.

But he also knew that Shen Qingjun would understand.

Even if he doesn't say it.

…………

The next day.

"... Qingjun."

"Ok?"

"You, didn't sleep well last night?" Chu Xuanzhao was a little worried.

"Ah."

"Why?" Chu Xuanzhao asked, and found that his heartbeat seemed to be much faster, and an answer was ready to come out, which made people look forward to and make people nervous.

Are you tossing and turning because you care about what happened yesterday?Don't you, don't you feel nothing for me?

"Zhu Qing sent a whole month's record, and I didn't finish reading until nearly midnight."

"...Oh, that's right." Chu Xuanzhao was a little disappointed, and he let out a breath of relief, his tense body relaxed, only to find that beads of sweat were faintly oozing from his forehead, "Why rush for a while, your health is not good, don't worry about it again in the future." Stayed up late."

"Well, I see."

"By the way, Qingjun, the people following Chu Xuanlin said that Chu Xuanlin committed suicide in the old house in the eastern suburbs last night." Chu Xuanzhao did not expect such a result.

"Suicide?" With this result, Shen Qingjun felt a little...

"Yes, Wu's autopsy results proved that he committed suicide without a doubt. When he was found, he was alone in the old house with a white silk hanging on the beam, and he was out of breath."

"Hang yourself? Judging from his choice of leaving Beijing, he didn't want to give up his life easily, so why would he choose to hang himself instead?" Shen Qingjun always felt that something was wrong.

"I thought so too, so I asked Wu Zuo carefully. Wu Zuo said that his eyes were closed and his mouth was open, and there was only one mark on his neck, and the mark was purple-red, behind his ears. He was indeed strangled upwards and died of suffocation. I also asked Staring at Anbu, he said that Chu Xuanlin left Beijing and stayed in the old house that night. Only one person in official clothes went there at night. The people in Anbu said that the man was holding something and couldn't see clearly at night. It should be because of Chu. Xuanlin saw him off. And after he left, Chu Xuanlin was fine, but unexpectedly, the next morning, Chu Xuanlin was found hanging himself."

Shen Qingjun shook his head slowly, "Seeing you off, why didn't you go to Shili Pavilion outside Beijing? Instead, you chose Kuiye to go to the old house?"

"I also think there is something wrong with this person, but when he left, Chu Xuanlin was indeed well."

"Besides these, is there anything else to discover?"

"Hmm... oh, yes, Chu Xuanlin is holding a piece of yellow silk in his hand, like, like a handkerchief, but it's empty, without any embroidery pattern."

Shen Qingjun suddenly chuckled, "Prince Teng is very scheming!"

"Qingjun?"

"Correction." Shen Qingjun spit out two words coldly.

"Correction?"

"Yes, Chu Xuanlin did hang himself, but it may not have nothing to do with King Teng. I guess, King Teng sent someone to wear a servant's uniform, and gave Chu Xuanlin an imperial edict to give him a white silk. Xuanlin's state is not right, and he didn't check carefully, which is why he hanged himself later. As for the fake imperial decree, it was written with special ink, and after two hours, there will be no writing at all."

Generally dense decrees, rarely inlaid scrolls, all made of a stack of yellow silk.

Shen Qingjun slowed down, "However, it's just a guess. I have this guess because I happen to have such a kind of ink in my hand."

"...Well, although it is a guess, it is the greatest possibility. However, if this is the case, we will not be able to catch King Teng."

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