Lord Prime Minister

After walking with the servant girl for a while, they stopped in front of a garden. The little servant girl turned sideways and pointed to a small pavilion in the distance. "Master Shi is waiting for you there."

Mu Zihuai thanked him, walked along the path paved with stones, and only saw the appearance of the man when he got closer.Foreign envoy Stanford was standing in the pavilion. At first glance, he had a strong figure, but he was a little short. He looked a little out of place in a black long gown. He had tattoos on his face and painted unique patterns.

"The editorial historian Mu Zihuai is here to visit Mr. Shi." Mu Zihuai stopped in front of the steps and bowed his hands in salute.

Stanford turned around, with a smile on his face, and raised his hand to Mu Zihuai. "Master Mu, please sit down."

"Thank you." Mu Zihuai stood up, stepped on the steps, and saw that the envelope on the stone table was actually delivered by someone just now. After thinking about it, he sat down.

"I don't know why Master Mu is looking for me?" Stanford sat down opposite Mu Zihuai, raised his hand and poured a cup of herbal tea to the other side, and then asked.

Mu Zihuai moved the teacup, thanked him, then withdrew his hand and looked at Stanford. "As I said in my letter, Mr. Shi, I came here for the name."

"Master Mu loves a certain idler Shi." Stanford clasped his fists and said modestly.

"Where, Mr. Shi is a well-known magician in Nanzhao country, with outstanding talents, I can hold him in high esteem." Mu Zihuai picked up the topic modestly, and then cut to the topic of this trip. "The emperor was assassinated a few days ago, what is Mr. Shi's opinion?"

"Your Majesty, the Ninth Five-Year Emperor, Shi doesn't dare to guess." Stanford looked terrified, waved his hands and said straightly.

Mu Zihuai turned his head, and the letter paper unfolded on the table moved under the breeze.If Nanzhao was on the side of the First Prince, it would undoubtedly be a great help, but the First Prince had never thought about the consequences of colluding with foreign ministers like this.

"Your Majesty, who is the ninth-five-year-old emperor, must have the talents of heaven and man. How can ordinary people look at it? A king must be brave and resourceful, but he also asks for a word of tolerance. Mr. Shi has read countless people, and he can see the sky and know people. Do you not understand this truth?"

"What Mr. Mu said, Mr. Shi is too dull to comprehend, but besides the word forbearance, Mr. Shi also knows one word, Xiang." The Stanford prefect poured himself a cup of tea. "As Master Mu said, Shi can see the fate of heaven by observing people's acquaintance and star changes. The laws of heaven and human affairs cannot be reversed, and they dare not make any changes."

"The Way of Heaven?" Mu Zihuai asked back, unconsciously pinching the teacup tightly, feeling empty in his heart.Originally thought that with the appearance of a prince, with his desire and recklessness for the throne, the throne would come to him sooner or later.But what Stanford said, is it true that the prince is destined to have no emperor?Instead, the First Prince?

Was he on the wrong team from the beginning?The Nanzhao stargazing technique can see the fate of the sky, which is the reason why Emperor Guangcheng made friends with him. Although he disdains the theory of stargazing, he still has some fears about the ability to know the future and the past and present.And now what Stanford said, is it really so naive?Or a moment of persuasion?

Taking a step back, if other people listened to it, they might believe it, but it happened to be Mu Zihuai, who never believed in ghosts and gods, and he didn't know what fate was.He only knew that man is determined to conquer heaven, and heaven follows man's wishes, if the prince really did not ascend the throne, not only himself, but also Long Xiu Long Lei and his party would be implicated.

Whether to live by himself or others, Mu Zihuai is not a saint, he does not have the heart to cut meat to feed the eagles, and he will not sacrifice himself for others. Now that he is on the prince's boat, he can only stand in the same boat through thick and thin, and share the same loss and glory.

"Heavenly? Mu never believed in this." Mu Zihuai smiled slightly, let go of the teacup in his hand, and picked up the letter on the table. On it was a beautiful font that he had learned after practicing for a long time. "Mu only believes that man can conquer nature, and everything depends on man's efforts."

Stanford narrowed his eyes slightly. He had read the content on the letter paper before. Although he thought that one day his deeds would be revealed, he didn't expect it to be so soon.Or was it because of the First Prince's stupid move that he bumped into someone he shouldn't have?Fifth Prince?The Xiaoyao prince who is widely rumored to be fond of men and hang around for fun?It seems that it is not the same as in the information.

There was a lot of turmoil in his heart, but Stanford remained calm and said slowly: "The general trend of the way of heaven, how can people change it? Those who defy the sky will lose even if they fight. This is what Shi Mou's master warned every day. His words, Shi Mou also obeyed."

"That's wrong." Mu Zihuai shook his head with a smile, and looked up at Stanford: "Mu privately guessed that what Mr. Shi's master said should be that the general trend of heaven can be changed by capable people. You can still fight, and you will win the battle."

Stanford's muscles tensed and his pupils shrank slightly. He looked at Mu Zihuai speechless for a while, as if he had been enlightened by Mu Zihuai's words and fell into the cycle of heaven.After a long time, he let out a breath and said slowly: "Mr. Mu has the way of heaven, Shi is ashamed."

Having said that, he carefully looked at Mu Zihuai's appearance, and saw that his eyes were dark and full of energy, implying mist, making it difficult to see through, his lips were full and upturned, his forehead was rosy, and he looked like a capable person.Although he can't be the son of heaven, he has the appearance of a general.

Mu Zihuai didn't know what Stanford was thinking, but refolded the letter paper on the table and put it back in the envelope. "The words have come to this point, Master Shi should be very clear. Since ancient times, emperors have hated witchcraft and are superfluous. The diplomatic relations between the two countries have always been like walking on thin ice. For the small land of Nanzhao, prosperity or destruction, for Daguang It doesn't have much of an impact."

After finishing speaking, Mu Zihuai put the envelope back into Stanford's hands, and said: "Your Majesty, please put it away. If someone looks at it, the ice will break and you will fall into the water. The water is so cold."

Stanford shook his hand and gripped the envelope tightly. "Thank you, Lord Mu, for reminding me."

Seeing Stanford's slightly shaking eyes with sharp eyes, Mu Zihuai smiled with satisfaction, stood up, bowed his hands and saluted: "So, Mu will leave first."

Stanford also stood up, still holding the envelope in his hand, moving the corners of his mouth into a smile. "It's easy for Mr. Mu to leave, so Shi won't send it off."

"Master Shi, don't worry, I can come in and I can go out." He walked out of the pavilion while talking, stepped down a step and stopped, turned around. "By the way, Lord Shi. In a few days, you should be returning to Nanzhao. The prince hopes that this matter can be completely resolved before you go back."

Stanford froze, the smile on his mouth couldn't hold back, and the blue lines on his forehead were crowded together with frowns, tangled.

Mu Zihuai didn't wait for him to speak, turned and left. He didn't let out a long breath until he walked out of the Siyi Pavilion, and then he took a long breath and reached out to support the wall.The cold sweat on the back broke out in an instant, soaking the underwear, and the cool evening wind blew by, bringing in bursts of coolness.

Clenching cold fingers in his sleeves, Mu Zihuai stood up again and slowly left the palace.

As the young minister of Dali Temple, Hong Yi has always been strict with himself, fair and honest, and won the trust of the emperor, otherwise he would not have entrusted him with the case of the murder of the prince half a year ago.

However, when did the emperor's trust disappear?

Hongyi looked at Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice who was the presiding judge, and the fifth prince's ambition was slowly revealed, but he had disguised so well before that he almost deceived everyone, even if someone noticed it now, he would not care.

The emperor was assassinated a few days ago, and the prince immediately sent someone to send the news, and he had no choice but to obey, to control a person, as long as he grasped his weakness, just like himself and the second prince.My weakness is Urayan, the son of my late wife, and Urayan's weakness is the third princess, and the third princess only has the little prince in his heart, and now, the little prince is in the hands of Prince Minqing.

How many people have been suppressed by this series of connections?

"Presumptuous! Didn't you just recruit? As the head of the bodyguard, how come you don't know the origin of the assassin?" The presiding judge of the punishment department shouted angrily, very dissatisfied with this hard-talking head of the bodyguard. No matter what punishment was imposed, the other party would bite Grinding his teeth, declaring that he knows nothing.

Hong Shaoqing picked up the tea and took a sip, the ground was already covered with blood, some belonged to the head of the guard, some from before, and many of them couldn't stand the cruel punishment and died on the spot.

But this person is different, according to the prince's news, the bodyguard is over forty years old, has been an official in the palace for dozens of years, and there is still an old mother and a pregnant wife at home.And these two people are now in the palace.

Grasp the weakness, and you can control people's hearts.

"Keep hitting me!" Shangshu Xingbu raised his eyebrows angrily, and the gavel slammed on the table, making a shocking sound.

The two men immediately came up, each holding a whip, soaked in salt water, and beat the bound man expressionlessly.

"Master Shangshu." Hong Shaoqing moistened his throat and finally spoke.

Minister of the Ministry of Punishments was upset at this time, he had not heard any news from several people who had been interrogated these few days, he was so anxious to execute tortures again and again, many people died during the interrogation, let alone any news.

"What's the matter, Hong Shaoqing?"

"Master Shangshu, don't be angry, don't beat people to death, dead people can't speak." Hong Shaoqing pointed to the dying head guard tied to a pillar, and said, "Sometimes honey is more effective than a whip."

The Secretary of the Ministry of Justice raised his eyebrows, now he is the presiding judge, and now that Hong Shaoqing reprimanded him in disguise, he was inevitably unhappy. "What Hong Shaoqing means is that you can pry his mouth open?"

Hong Shaoqing pondered for a moment, then stood up. "You have to try everything to know, don't you?"

Raising his hand to let the whippers retreat, Hong Shaoqing took two steps with his official robes, and came to the head of the guard.After several days of extorting a confession, his body was covered with wounds, and his face was so swollen that he couldn't see its original appearance.

"As the head of the bodyguard, you are responsible for the emperor's safety during the spring plowing period. Now that the emperor is assassinated, it should be your negligence." Hong Shaoqing leaned into his ear and said softly: "There are old people and young people, it is indeed pitiful." , but if you don't cooperate, you will not be the only one who suffers."

Hong Shaoqing straightened up again, took two steps, and walked around to the side of the chief guard. "The assassin's heart is vicious. If the Fifth Prince and Long Qianhu hadn't stood up to protect him, the consequences would have been unimaginable. The Fifth Prince was injured and stayed in the East Palace to recuperate. If the real culprit could not be found, wouldn't the Fifth Prince be injured in vain?"

After finishing speaking, he moved closer to his ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear clearly: "Your family and prince have made arrangements, you just need to tell the truth, don't worry, the eldest prince will not embarrass you when the time comes."

The head guard was shocked, and opened his eyes to look at Hong Shaoqing. After decades in the palace, he naturally knew the meaning of Hong Shaoqing's words, so he couldn't help feeling a little scared.He really didn't know the origin of the assassin, otherwise he wouldn't have given such a severe punishment and still kept his mouth shut, but now Hong Shaoqing asked him to change his words and push it to the First Prince.

Framed the prince, to say the least, would be a murder of the whole family, but the mother and wife are in their hands...

cough cough.

Coughing out a mouthful of dirty blood, the chief guard slowly raised his head, looked at the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, his lips moved.

"I recruit."