For the emperor

Cang Tiansu didn't intend to let his nominal second brother know what happened to him for so many days, but Cang Tianci finally found out, because on the hundredth day of Cang Tiansu's schooling, he was also eight years old. On the sixth day after his birthday, a terrible event happened in the eyes of any little Douding under the age of ten.

That day, Cang Tianci, yawning moderately as usual, walked lazily to the corner from the East Palace to the study room, turned a ninety-degree turn, only to find that the doorway of the study room was full of people, one by one. Facing outward, chattering, panic-stricken.

The son of the Minister of Rites——Zhang Yunsong, was hugged by a guard and hurried out.

In desperation, the guard didn't see someone at the corner, so he bumped into him hard, but he didn't have time to apologize and salute. He turned his head, and before he could see who he bumped into, he turned his head and let go in a panic. Bu Zi ran towards the Tai Hospital with all his might.

Cang Tianci stared at the blood on the ground, and was stunned for a long time before he found his voice: "What's going on?"

Dozens of children looked at me and I looked at you. After a long time, I didn't know who whispered: "Zhang Yunsong is dead!" As soon as the words came out, it was as if an invisible floodgate had been opened, "Wow ——” With a sound, several children burst into tears at the same time.

Cang Tianci was stunned—he couldn't believe such an absurd explanation—could it be that today's worldly killers are really so rampant, coming to the palace to assassinate in broad daylight? !Moreover, the phoenix sons and grandchildren in the yard were not killed, and even a concubine who was a mere servant of the Ministry of Rites was deliberately selected?

Seeing that everyone was competing for pitch, and the master hadn't come yet, he was secretly irritated, and suddenly remembered a person who would never cry with him. He was overjoyed, and immediately pushed aside the crowd and squeezed into the study.

Sure enough, Cang Tian Suan sat firmly on the seat closest to the corner where he used to sit, lowered his head and stared at his hands in a daze, with an indifferent expression, showing no emotion.

Cang Tianci smiled habitually at first, and was about to say something when he saw clearly the blood on the opponent's hands, his face paled in an instant, and quickly ran up: "Why, are you also injured?"

He wished he could kick the group of people outside the door one by one, and they would all be injured. Could it be that the dignified prince can't compare to the bastard son of a small servant of the Ministry of Rites?Why is everyone patronizing that Zhang Yunsong in their eyes and hearts?

"I'm not injured." Cang Tiansu raised his head slowly, he spoke slowly, in a calm tone, as if showing a trace of annoyance, "It was just a little bit closer."

"A little bit of what?" Cang Tianci stepped forward, got very close to him, squeezed his hand to examine it carefully, and asked without thinking.

Cang Tiansu seemed to smile, but didn't seem to.

When it rang again, his voice returned to the usual flat tone: "It's nothing."

It's a pity that it's just a little short.

——It was just a little bit short of slitting the throat.

Zhang Yunsong is not dead.

Cang Tiansu's intuition has always been accurate.As soon as he went down with the knife, the feeling in his hands was hard, not at all like the feeling of a knife cutting a person's throat in the legend.

For a moment, he clearly heard the voice cursing "Damn" in his heart.

——Why are you so stupid, you can’t even kill a person? !

——Useless things are really born to be fools.

In fact, the direction Cang Tiansu lowered the knife was not wrong, but Zhang Yunsong, who was scolding so hard, saw a white light in the corner of his eyes, and almost subconsciously shifted his center of gravity to the right, so when he turned his body, the knife stuck to his left side On the collarbone, blood spattered.

No one expected that Cang Tiansu, who had been unable to fight back for a hundred days, would suddenly attack.

Zhang Yunsong just said, "Maybe your nanny is like that too"—this is what the adults in the family taught him this morning—and the next second, the person who was half a head shorter than him jumped up.

Cang Tiansu still maintained enough rationality when he was extremely angry.He drew a conclusion from Li Mi's patchwork version of "Dragon and Babu", if you want to kill with one blow, don't stab people in the heart.

——As long as it is the protagonist who was stabbed in the left chest, the heart will either grow sideways, or simply grow on the right side.

Cang Tiansu didn't think about whether the person in front of him was the protagonist or not, he chose the most vulnerable throat in the human body without hesitation, but it was a pity that after thousands of calculations, the stab missed in the end.

So he thinks that he is very annoyed for a reason - if he knew it earlier, he would have stabbed downwards, no matter how bad he was, he would not be sick for the rest of his life - after all, it was my young master's maiden murder, so I have to keep some permanent commemoration to say it past...

Cang Tiansu was annoyed and scolded himself in his heart, while talking about Cang Tianci, who was probably in a petrified state since he heard about the incident just now, followed the great eunuch Li Quan, and walked towards Panglong Palace.

Things got bigger.

Cang Jinglan was originally dealing with a mountain of government affairs with a sullen face in the Panglong Palace, when he suddenly heard a guard coming to report.After hearing the cause and effect, he smiled half-smile and rubbed his chin for a while.

The Emperor Cangguo, who finally found an excuse to be lazy, lowered his eyes, threw the imperial pen on the table, and waved lazily: "Call the boss and the second."

This is the first time Cang Jinglan looked at his first son directly.As a person who lacks sympathy and fatherly love, he doesn't like the newborn child very much, even his own child.

Moreover, Cang Tiansu was born prematurely. When he was born at seven months old, he was much smaller than the average child. He was a small ball, and his cry was quieter than that of a cat.

At the beginning, Cang Jinglan glanced at the so-called son who was crumpled and pink like a big mouse in his swaddling baby. His joyful mood when he just became a father disappeared in an instant.

So half a month later, when the full-term Cang Tianci, who was twice as big as his elder brother, was brought to him, Cang Jingdi, who had already made enough mental preparations, was able to cheer up and reluctantly give himself a second. The son had a weird smile that was just taking shape.

Now he looked at Xiao Douding, who was two times younger than his peers, and suddenly realized that the understanding he had formed inadvertently was wrong.

——It turns out that the boss is not ugly. (Cantiansu:...)

Cang Tiansu looked very much like his deceased mother, with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, skin as white as jade, and the tip of his eyebrows was raised inadvertently, revealing an indescribable taste.

Only the lips can still see a little shadow of Cang Jinglan, which is extremely thin, with a taste of ungratefulness.

Cang Jinglan withdrew her scrutinizing gaze indiscriminately.He sat on a high dragon chair, looking down at his two sons: "I don't want to say anything about what happened today—I just hope that similar things will never happen." One of the most used talent skills.

It was rare for Cang Tianci to stand honestly, but he still couldn't help but sneak up and look up at Cang Tiansu's hands that naturally hung on both sides of his thighs. The blood on them had dried up and stuck to the skin, forming small pieces. Blocks of dark red blood spots.

Intentionally or not, Cang Tiansu didn't wash his hands before meeting him.In his own heart, he hoped that Cang Jinglan could pay more attention to himself, even if it was only a little bit of charity.

"My child wants to get that knife back..." He hesitated for a long time, but he finally said what was in his heart. He had already found out that it was bought from outside the palace by Li Mi and Yi Hao, and he had just started using it a few days ago. , he was really reluctant.

Although it was Yi Hao who gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to take out the pocket, it was given by Li Mi after all, and in Cang Tiansu's heart he was always different from others.

Cang Jinglan nodded: "If you want it, I will send someone to send it—this matter is just exposed." He was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Cang Tiansu didn't care about Zhang Yunsong's injury at all, as if he didn't cut the knife In general, he never forgets the murder weapon.

It's a talent.Emperor Jing's thoughts turned sharply, trying to restore the scene just now, an eight-year-old child with a sharp knife in his arms, with his head down, silently listening to the unbearable insults.

Everything was the same as usual, he didn't show any abnormalities, there was no viciousness on his face, no malice in his eyes, his hands were hanging down unnaturally, his left hand was clenched tightly, and his right hand was spread out.Before making the move, he didn't glance into his arms, nor did he move his hand in that direction.

When he jumped up, there was no hesitation in his heart, and the hand holding the knife did not tremble at all, until the tip of the knife penetrated into the flesh, warm blood splashed on his face, the knife did not stop, it inserted without hesitation, and finally got stuck in the bone Even with all my strength, I couldn't penetrate even half a point.

Up to now, the victim's life and death are still uncertain, and Emperor Cang Jing can even vaguely see the annoyance in his heart, so he becomes more and more interested.An eight-year-old child who attempted murder half a quarter of an hour ago, no matter what, he should feel guilty and afraid, right?

Judging from Yi Hao's surveillance over the past few years, let alone killing a living person, even sparrows can't bear to watch it freeze to death on weekdays.

Cang Tiansu raised his head when he heard the words, and shouted crisply with a smile: "Father!"

Cang Jinglan's heart trembled, his heart trembled, he was silent for a while, sat up straight and raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why, is there anything else?"

Cang Tiansu first kowtowed to him earnestly, then maintained his kneeling posture, and said loudly: "I hope, before this matter is exposed, you can ask Zhang Yunsong to apologize to my nanny."

Cang Tianci leaned at him as if he had seen a ghost, and secretly saw that the smile on the corner of his father's mouth had faded, knowing something was wrong, he hurriedly tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said in a low voice: "You don't want to die?"

This kind of thing was provoked, and the royal father handled it so lightly, but he was already aware of being said to protect the calf. This person is still not satisfied?

Cang Tiansu seemed unaware.

Sure enough, after being silent for a long time, Cang Jinglan suddenly let out a low sneer, lowered his head and fiddled with the intricately embroidered black and black sleeves, and said in a low and pleasant voice, "Do you know that even if you are a prince, there will be at least [-] murders in the palace?" Board." It means, let this matter go, and both sides will look a lot better.

Cang Tiansu raised his head again, stared closely at Cang Jinglan's squinted eyes, and said word by word: "My child is willing to suffer."

At this moment, it was not only a gift from heaven, even Cang Jinglan was half-consciously intimidated by the twinkling light in his eyes.

In the deep black phoenix eyes of the sky, there is a strange brilliance shining, dazzling and shining.