After refusing to marry the prince, the general regretted it too much

Duan Wangfu.

It was cold in autumn, and Xie Wei, who was always frail and sickly, only wore a thin coat. He stood alone in the courtyard, looking at the fallen leaves all over the ground, and did not move for a long time.

There were hurried footsteps coming from behind, Xie Wei didn't even turn his head back, he just asked: "Did you find out? Why doesn't the palace let me enter the palace?"

Guo Xinghua, who was full of exhaustion, stopped in his tracks, lowered his eyelids, and said hesitantly, "Our hands couldn't reach into the Ministry of Criminal Justice. It took a lot of trouble to find out from Chen Ziyue's mansion, saying that the palace suspects, suspects..."

"I suspect that we are related to the assassination of the prince!"

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Xie Wei suddenly threw out the string of beads that he had been caressing in his hand, and his bloody cheeks were completely white.

Ever since the prince returned to Beijing, the things he planned have never been smooth.

The so-called master in the Southern Zhou Dynasty had a surly temper and didn't like to return to his life, Xie Wei didn't care.

He and Nan Zhou didn't have a sincere relationship either. Whether the so-called promise of ceding the seven cities will be fulfilled depends on the situation.

But this person's level is too low!

Fortunately, Xinjun of the Southern Zhou Dynasty boasted that there was no such thing as heaven and earth in the letters between him and him. As a result, not only did he not kill the prince, he was never even seriously injured!

According to the news from the imperial hospital, the wound on the prince's chest was no more than half a foot long. Although seeing the blood dripping down, it really scared the prince, but in fact it didn't hurt the root at all.

The severity of the prince's injury is directly related to the intensity of the princeling's reaction.

He didn't hurt deeply and didn't damage the foundation, so the Zhao family wouldn't have any thoughts of dying, and the so-called battle between Beijing and China was just an empty banner.

Needless to say, the emperor returned to Beijing, the Ministry of Criminal Justice began to investigate the assassination of the crown prince, and all the guards withdrew from the gate of Prince Jin's mansion...

Xie Wei's greatest support in the court, Guo Xian, fell, and his news was inevitably blocked. After knowing that the guards were no longer surrounding the Jin Palace, he realized that something was wrong. He wanted to enter the palace to find out, but he was caught The little eunuch was blocked back.

The little eunuch was very humble, and his etiquette could not be faulted. He said, "Your Majesty loves His Highness, and now that the weather is colder in autumn, His Highness doesn't have to go to the palace all the time to pay his respects." Yes, the servants in the palace are almost engraved in their bones.

What kind of emperor loves his son, what kind of future can a prince who can't even see the emperor have?

Xie Wei stood where he was, and immediately felt a fishy sweetness welling up from his throat. He was still supported by the servants around him, so he reluctantly returned to the mansion, and used all his contacts to find out the reason.

Now he knows.

"Impossible!" Xie Wei said angrily, "That group of dead men has been cultivated for a long time and their actions are completely secretive. Anyone who knows the knowledge is dead. This matter has been planned for a long time and has been cleaned up from beginning to end. How can Chen Ziyue be so big? Can you find out about my skills in this palace?!"

Guo Xinghua was taken aback by his sudden and intense emotion, and he was also quite frightened, so he quickly said, "It's not that they found out about His Highness's residence, but I suspect that it's related to Guo Shilang..."

"What's the difference? Guo Xian is the king's Yue family. What's the difference between him assassinating the prince and doing it himself?!"

Xie Wei roared for a moment, almost out of breath, thoughts entangled in his mind, and he was a little chaotic for a while.

If the Ministry of Criminal Justice really finds him... What kind of crime is it to assassinate the prince?

Even if the emperor is willing to save his life for the sake of the reputation of his beloved son, he will definitely be cut into exile, and life is worse than death.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed again, with a look of madness, he grabbed Guo Xinghua's lapel and said, "Go and call Song Qian here! Go! Tell him, if he doesn't come, this king will arrest him." All the dirty things I did in the past few years are all known to my father, so that he will die before this king no matter what!"

When Song Qian arrived at Prince Deduan's Mansion, the expression on his face was not very good-looking.

He took off the hood covering his face and entered the main courtyard where the servants had already been dismissed. Looking at the sick man sitting on the slum with no strength, he raised the corners of his mouth coldly: "Prince Duan, don't come here without any problems."

Song Qian didn't want to come at first.

Duan Wang had many contacts with him in private these years.After all, two of Emperor Hui's only three adult princes didn't want to see him. No matter how weak King Duan was, he couldn't offend this one to death.

However, Song Qian's news in the court is better than Duan Wang's, and he has already known the movements of the Ministry of Punishment in the past few days.

Yes, he moved to the Song Dynasty because those assassins in the hunting garden lost the emperor's favor, but they didn't lose their lives, and they still stayed in the position of commander in front of the palace.

Unlike King Duan who was involved in the assassination of the prince, he couldn't even enter the palace gate.

They are all unlucky, who is more noble than whom?

Xie Wei knew what he was thinking just by looking at his face, and he didn't have any convoluted thoughts, and said bluntly: "Today, the father vomited blood again in the palace, and the imperial doctor said in private... Maybe it won't be a few years Life is numbered."

Song Qian frowned, and finally looked at Xie Wei seriously, waiting for the next article.

Xie Wei stopped talking about Emperor Hui, and only said leisurely: "In the past, Mr. Song may not be in a hurry. For such things as the emperor's heart, as long as he is willing to work hard, he may be able to come back. The position of Governor of Southern Xinjiang, Father Emperor There are not many generals you can trust, maybe one day it will be yours."

"However...if the father is not in good health, maybe he doesn't have the energy. The dream of Mr. Song, the governor of Southern Xinjiang, is really just a dream."

"In a year or two, the new king Jian Zuo, I don't know how to deal with the commander in front of the palace from the previous dynasty?"

Song Qian's face changed slightly, looking at Xie Weiyi's indifferent look of watching the fire from the other side, he just wanted to smash the annoying smiling face in front of him with a punch.

But if he really wanted to punch him, Xie Wei's body might be directly beaten to death...

Assassinating the prince is also a capital crime. It is better to wait for the prince to ascend the throne before being killed, and he can live for a few more years.

For a long time, he forced himself to suppress the irritability in his heart, and said coldly: "I hope to hear from the prince."

Xie Wei snapped his fingers, with a calm expression: "Three days later, the father will call the courtiers in the Taiji Hall to discuss the matter of attacking the Southern Zhou Dynasty. The scholars from the Lizheng Hall and the generals who stayed in Tangjing will all be present. .”

Song Qian's eyes moved, but he didn't speak.

Xie Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and said again: "The crown prince is recovering from his illness, the king of Jin is out of his mind because of Ning Xun's matter, if there is a change in the palace, important cronies such as Guojiu, Xuanpinghou and others are not there, and there will be chaos in the square inch I can't make any waves."

"At that time, the crown prince's wounds from the assassination will not heal for many days, so he will die." Prince Duan smiled, his brows and eyes seemed to be a little happy, "there will be another royal decree from the father, to kill King Jin for the crime of killing his own brother... "

Xie Wei didn't say any more, but he didn't have to.

The eleventh son of the emperor, Xie Yi, was young, and he was the only one left of the emperor's grown-up prince.

Furthermore, the core members of the entire Qi Dynasty's power circle will be wiped out in the Taiji Hall. Who else in Tangjing can stand up to the storm?

Song Qian thought more deeply, Xie Wei made it clear that he wanted to use his strength to force the palace, and when he was firmly seated on the throne in the future, he might not be as wealthy as him, but would deal with him, a collaborator who knew all the truth.

But is he the one who can be manipulated by others?When the world turns upside down and the Qi dynasty changes hands, it is still unknown who will benefit in the end.

Song Qian and Xie Wei met eyes and stared at each other for a long time, then slowly said: "Three days, it's too hasty."

Xie Weihun didn't care: "Everything can be caught by surprise. Father is always tired and lazy. If there is such a small court meeting again, I don't know when it will be."

"I can mobilize most of the people in the Dianqian Division by coercion and lure, but the defense of Miyagi is not my family's business."

Xie Wei knew that his mind had already moved, and he didn't even care about it: "Master Song will never think that this king has been free for all these years, right? A little preparation is always there."

Song Qian clenched and loosened his palms, and finally nodded almost invisible under Xie Wei's focused gaze.

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Royal Court.

In the usually peaceful and peaceful courtyard, it is rare to be noisy today.

The crown prince and Duke Ding stood side by side, looking intently at... two chickens standing tall and full of energy in the courtyard.

"Are you sure this medicine is right?" Tired of staring at it, Xie Heng waved his hands a little discouraged, and fell back, leaning on the reclining chair that had been set up in the courtyard.

Qin Ye rubbed his chin uncertainly: "It should be right."

"Lu Yanhe thought of a way to transfer those two people out and got them. There are only two medicines hidden around him. One is usually used, and the other should be taken recently, and he plans to use it in a few days."

In order to know the efficacy of this medicine in advance, he brought this thing in advance. Originally, he wanted to go to the prison to raise two death row prisoners, but he gave up because of too much noise.

So... the subjects of the experiment became these two chickens.

Xie Heng rubbed his eyes, wondering: "Is the dose too small?"

The two waited for a while, and finally saw results.

Those two big roosters, who were originally majestic and vigorous, fell limply as if they suddenly lost their strength.

The doctor in charge of dealing with animal diseases who came from a special trip stepped forward, inspected it carefully, and then reported, "It's not dead. It looks like it has been plagued by rooster plague. It should be fine."

Xie Heng raised his eyebrows, glanced at the record book that Yun Zhou presented from the side, and concluded: "Delayed onset of powerful Ruanjin powder? That person really thought about going to the palace before doing it. Gu thought... "

A dose of blood will be given directly to seal the throat.

"If it is in Duke Dingguo's mansion, there are too many variables, and if you want to take into account the reaction in the army and the movement of Prince Huai's mansion," Qin Ye said, "It is even more impossible for His Majesty to force someone to intervene."

The emperor has always acted like this all his life, timid and wanting to do everything well, he has seen it clearly for a long time.

"Then you..." Xie Heng looked at him, with obvious worry in his eyes, "If you don't enter the palace after three days, the Taiji Hall will not feel at ease, and things may change. If you enter the palace, wouldn't it be dangerous? "

In a place like the imperial palace, no matter how high the martial arts are, it is inevitable that they will be mermaid.

Qin Ye gave a free and easy smile, and instead of looking at the two limp chickens lying on the ground, he lay down on the recliner next to the prince, turned sideways to meet the eyes of the people around him, and took advantage of the opportunity to look at the jade white chicken in front of him. hand in his own.

"Your Highness believes me," he said.

"At any rate, I have also been in the southern border for many years, and I have a full beard. It can be seen that others can't hurt me."

His face was full of generosity, as if he didn't pay attention to everything, which made Xie Heng bend his lips into a smile.

Xie Heng's heart relaxed somewhat, but he was still afraid that he would be careless, so he said lukewarmly: "Yes, I have been fine for so many years in southern Xinjiang, and I haven't been back to Beijing for long, and there are a lot of new injuries and old poisons."

Qin Ye: "..."

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