Hard to be a good wife

In the middle of the night, three black shadows jumped over the palace wall and quickly disappeared into the vast palace.

"How? What did you find?" In the emperor's bedroom, King Nanjin sat on the edge of the bed wearing a coat, staring at the three men in black who were kneeling down.

The man in black didn't say a word, and the one in the middle took out a small box from his chest and handed it over.

The King of Nanjin didn't expect to find something. When he opened the box, he was furious and his teeth rattled.

"Good! Good! This is the good son of the widow, who dared to have contacts with the king of Beiyue, and even tried to collude with him to plot the country! Haha! The widow is really the son who has helped Beiyue raise him for 20 years!"

The King of Nanjin smashed the box on the ground, and a pure gold sign fell out, hitting the floor with a muffled sound.

With a gloomy face, he ordered: "Go and bring that evil son into the palace, remember, don't let anyone find out!"

The three men in black responded, got up and floated out of the window, leaving only wisps of breeze behind.

The King of Nanjin's face turned blue, he stared at the gold medal for a long time, saw the familiar mark on it, and sneered: "It's really wishful thinking!"

Although he saw this gold medal for the first time, he knew that it belonged to Beiyue, and the imprint on it belonged to the king of Beiyue, so it must have been given to Wang Zixian by the king of Beiyue.

But why did the king of the enemy country send a gold medal to his son?The tricky thing about this is that the King of Southern Jin can figure it out at a guess, it's nothing more than the two secretly colluding and plotting something.

And Wang Zixian is already a prince, so what he can plot is naturally this great country.

I don't know what agreement this wicked son reached with the King of Beiyue, which is tolerable or unbearable!

Wang Zixian was quickly brought in, wearing only a pair of crotchless underpants, and was carried in naked by the man in black.

He was frightened out of his wits. He thought that someone had sent an assassin to assassinate him, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't take his life, but took him out of the Prince's Mansion.

When he was brought to this familiar place, he guessed the identities of the three men in black.

The only one who can come and go freely in the palace city is the dark forces secretly cultivated by his father.

Knowing who wanted to see him, Wang Zixian inevitably began to speculate on the reason. It was absolutely impossible for his father to sneak him into the palace in the middle of the night.

Could it be that... Wang Zixian recalled the recent events and guessed something, and suddenly his whole body became cold with fright, and his blood froze.

If that matter was really discovered, even if he had ten heads, it would not be enough to cut him off.

As soon as he saw King Nanjin, Wang Zixian rushed forward with snot and tears, hugged King Nanjin's calf, and cried, "Father, you just need to see my son and give orders. Why are you so scary?" The minister was scared to death."

The King of Nanjin snorted coldly and kicked him away, "You are so brave, you will be scared to death by such a small battle?"

"Father...why did your father say such a thing?" Wang Zixian looked at him in bewilderment.

The King of Nanjin didn't make any detours with him, and kicked the gold medal directly in front of him, "Look for yourself, what is this?"

"This..." Wang Zixian's heart was turbulent, his heart was beating violently, but he still pretended to be ignorant, looked at the gold medal twice, shook his head and said: "I have never seen this thing before. But the mark on it seems to belong to the King of North Vietnam."

As a prince, it would be abnormal if he didn't even have this bit of common sense. Wang Zixian still has this coping ability.

"Hehe, you said you haven't seen it?" The King of Nanjin got up and walked in front of him, looking down at him, "Ada, tell him, where did you find this thing?"

The one called Ah Da was the man in black kneeling in the middle. He bowed his head and replied, "Going back to the king, it is in the secret compartment of the third prince's study. The secret compartment is set under the desk, counting ten blocks from left to right." Under the tiles."

He spoke in such detail that no matter how calm Wang Zixian was, he couldn't help but change his face, but it was only for a moment, he regained his composure, and retorted righteously: "Father, you must trust my son, my son is really good!" I have never seen this thing before, the secret compartment is not very secret, I only store some account books and keys on weekdays, my son... I really don't know about it!"

"Oh? You mean someone deliberately framed you?"

Wang Zixian nodded quickly: "That must be the case, otherwise why would you, Father, search the mansion of my son?"

Wang Zixian thought that it was impossible for outsiders to know about this passage, and even if he was seen communicating with the North Vietnamese envoys, it would not prove that they were plotting something.

"Oh, that's because Xue Aiqing found something from your mansion in the burnt post house. You are generous. You give away the things that the widow rewarded you. You really don't forget that you have the blood of North Vietnam in your body. .”

"Something? What is it?" Wang Zixian was really confused now.

"You still want to argue?" The King of Nanjin is not so easy to fool, this matter is too clear from the beginning to the end, there is no doubt at all.

The King of Southern Jin also tried to think that someone would blame him, but he vetoed it when he saw the gold medal. This thing is real, who else would have it except Beiyue?

And who would have thought of making a fake gold medal and hiding it in the secret compartment of the third child's study?Who can take out those imperial gifts from his mansion and give them to the North Vietnamese envoy?

In the entire Southern Jin Dynasty, except for his hidden guards, only the Prince's Mansion has this strength, but would the Prince do such a thing?

The King of Southern Jin didn't believe that Prince Zhao would put in so much effort to blame the third child. Didn't he understand the nature of that son?

"Father, this son-in-law was wronged... This son-in-law met the North Vietnamese envoys and gave each other gifts, but this thing really wasn't given to him by them, you must be clear about it!"

Wang Zixian has only one thought now: he must not admit it. If he does not admit it, the King of Southern Jin just suspects that he will not be 100% sure. If he admits it, he will definitely die.

"Then tell me, how innocent are you?"

"It's the prince! It must have been done by the prince! Before... before... the prince designed the princess, and the prince will take revenge if he finds out!...Father, I know I was wrong, and I shouldn't try to fight against the princess, but ...My son hates me..."

Wang Zixian told the King of Southern Jin everything about how he framed Tang Yue, including how he did it, but only concealed some embarrassing parts to prove that the hatred between him and the prince really existed.

It was the first time for the King of Southern Jin to hear the true story of this incident. There was an uproar about the incident of the Crown Princess going back to Yingge, so he had heard of it, but man, it is not incomprehensible that such a thing happened.

Wang Zixu would still be jealous in the brothel, and it was not uncommon for Tang Yue to go to the brothel.

Originally, he wanted to punish the two of them in a few days, but he heard about such a thing before he started, and his impression of the third child was immediately overturned.

"You...you are capable!" The King of Nanjin kicked him in the heart, and said in a hateful voice: "Only relying on this one, you are unforgivably guilty!"

"Father, I know I was wrong, I just lost my head for a moment, I will go to the Prince's Mansion to plead guilty!" Wang Zixian kowtowed.

"You have such a beautiful idea! Are you trying to use this small crime to cover the crime?" The King of Southern Jin waved his hand: "Put him in the cold palace, let the widows take care of him... and the one in the palace, also put in the cold palace together!"

As soon as Wang Zixian heard this, he knew that there was no hope of explaining, and he let the man in black drag him away in a daze, not understanding why the newly raised hope fell into despair before it even started.

Someone must be hurting himself!It must be the prince!It must be him!

With hatred in his eyes, Wang Zixian smiled wryly, and secretly vowed in his heart: One day, that dog couple must pay the price!

The King of Nanjin sat down on the ground, the gold medal at his feet was shining, piercing his eyes.

He smashed out the gold medal and took a deep breath, "It's really... a group of things that don't live up to expectations!"

In the early morning of the next day, the ministers were surprised to find that their monarch was in a daze, and he was in a daze all morning.

It wasn't until nearly noon, when everyone was so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, that the King of Nanjin recovered from his daze.

However, his first and only sentence was: "Prince, go and drive the North Vietnamese envoys out of Yecheng. They have stayed in the Southern Jin Dynasty long enough."

"..." The officials were in an uproar, what happened to their king?Don't you plan to negotiate peace?

Immediately, a minister stood up to persuade, "Your Majesty, it is about world peace, it is better to be patient when it is time to be patient."

Although each of them disliked the North Vietnamese envoys, they never thought about driving them away.

Even the Prime Minister stood up and said: "Your Majesty, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. It is really inappropriate to be arrogant at this moment!"

The King of Nanjin smashed down a box, turned around and stepped off the throne without a word of explanation, and walked out of the hall.

The officials knelt down and shouted long live three times. Prince Zhao got up and picked up the box, glanced at the contents, raised his eyebrows, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

A group of high-ranking ministers gathered around and gasped when they saw the contents of the box, "This..."

When this thing appeared in the hall, I always felt that something terrible had happened.

Prince Zhao covered the box, strode out of the hall, the Prime Minister chased after him, and whispered, "Your Highness, do you think this matter is appropriate?"

"Sure! Why not?" Crown Prince Zhao said without looking back, "I have been waiting for this day for too long!"

"But this peace talks..." After all, everyone doesn't want to start another war. What should we do if the peace talks fail?

Prince Zhao stopped and looked back at him, "Ye Xiang, it's time for Nan Jin to make a request, my lord, go prepare."

Prime Minister Ye's eyes lit up, and his beard trembled, "Here, I know what to do." Is it finally their turn to take the initiative? Great!

After Prince Zhao came out of the palace, he took people directly to the place where the North Vietnamese envoys lived. With a big wave of his hand, the fierce guards rushed in with knives, and quickly escorted the envoys out.

"What are you going to do?...Bold, are you against..."

Prince Zhao ignored their yelling and nodded, "Throw them out of the city and supervise them to leave the Southern Jin Dynasty!"

"Here!" The guards responded in unison, their momentum soaring, they instantly silenced the clamoring North Vietnamese envoys.

"Prince Zhao, what do you mean? Don't tell me Nanjin doesn't want to talk about peace anymore?" an envoy roared.

Another immediately followed up and asked, "Nan Jin still owes us a life. Could it be that he didn't want to punish the murderer, so he planned to send us away like this? When can we, North Vietnam, let you bully us to this point?"

"Prince Zhao, I would like to advise you to think twice before doing anything, otherwise you will not be able to bear the consequences."

Prince Zhao looked at them coldly, took out something from his pocket and threw it on the head of an envoy, and said in a deep voice, "The orphan is waiting here, take it away!"

The envoys were stunned when they saw the gold medal on the ground. This matter was originally a secret, and not everyone in the envoy group knew about it. When they suddenly saw the token belonging to the king, they were all at a loss.

But after all, there are still insiders. Seeing this thing appear, how can they still not understand what happened?

They cursed Wang Zixian silently in their hearts, hating him for not being able to protect him, and hating him for being so useless, he was caught out within a few days, no wonder he couldn't beat Prince Zhao.

Now that the matter has come to this, they have no reason to stay in the Southern Jin Dynasty, and they are driven out of Yecheng with a disheartened look.

After all, Prince Zhao didn't do too much, he asked them to bring a salute, and also gave them chariots and horses, which meant to let them go quickly.

The commotion was so great that the people of Yecheng heard the news very quickly and rushed to the street one by one, watching the group of messengers leave.

"What happened? Why did His Royal Highness drive the North Vietnamese envoy away?"

"Is there no peace talk? Is it going to war again?"

"Woo... My poor child just came home, is it going to be on the battlefield again?"

"Shut up, even if there is a war, His Highness will definitely win. It must be that the conditions proposed by those envoys are too harsh."

The common people talked a lot, and the vast majority of people agreed with the peace talks. They desperately wanted a peaceful and stable living environment.

With the departure of the North Vietnamese envoys, Prince Zhao also asked people to post a notice, explaining the reasons for the North Vietnamese envoys' departure, and emphasized that the peace talks will continue, but the court will actively complete the matter in a different way.

As soon as the notice came out, everyone's ups and downs were finally at ease. As long as Nan Jin had the heart to talk about peace, they couldn't care if the envoy left or not.

Moreover, the imperial court also said that those envoys were domineering and disturbing the situation in the Southern Jin Dynasty, which was not conducive to the stability of the imperial court, so it was better to leave.

As for the real reason for this, few people know.

However, the disappearance of Wang Zixian still caused an uproar. In the end, the King of Southern Jin suppressed the matter with his own hands, and only then did the courtiers calm down.

Now everyone was even more shocked. A good prince disappeared, but the king refused to let him find it.

Some wise people thought of that gold medal, suddenly realized, and secretly cursed: It's really self-inflicted.