The best ring

The young man surnamed Li died quietly, but the unwilling expression on his face proved that although he lived an unhappy life, he did not want to leave this world.

"Come here!" Butler Zhao shouted.

Soon, two servants came to the mansion.

"Send his body to the outside of the city and bury it. Remember, be careful and don't let anyone find it." Butler Zhao ordered.

"Yes."

The two servants responded, and then wrapped the body of the young man surnamed Li with a straw mat, put it on a flatbed truck, and transported it out of the city.

The guards at the city gate were all arranged by Guan Fei, and they would hardly make any insistence on the people in Guan Mansion.

After Butler Zhao made the arrangements, he came to the study, where Guan Fei was practicing calligraphy.

Guan Fei is a rough man. He learned martial arts since he was a child. Later, he kept hiding in the dark and did all kinds of shady things for Zhao Qian. He didn't know much about calligraphy, but in his heart, he admired and envied those knowledgeable people. Therefore, whenever he had time, he would practice a few strokes. Since he took control of Fengliang City, he was very fond of calligraphy. Even if he was very busy every day, he would write a few words.

After Butler Zhao came in, he didn't say anything, but just stood aside quietly, obviously not wanting to disturb Guan Fei's writing.

After a long time, Guan Fei put down his pen, stood up straight, looked at the words he wrote on the table in front of him, and said lightly: "How is it?"

"Reply to the master, the matter has been settled, and the person in the prison has died." Butler Zhao said.

"What about the person who did it?" Guan Fei asked.

"According to the master's instructions, it has been dealt with. No one will know that he is dead, and they will only think that he is absconding for fear of crime." Butler Zhao said.

"Very good." Guan Fei put down his pen and nodded with satisfaction. It was unknown whether he was satisfied with his "work" or with what Butler Zhao had done, or both.

Butler Zhao raised his head slightly and saw the words written by Guan Fei. Guan Fei only wrote one word, a big word:

Kill!

The words were not very good-looking, and even a little sloppy, but they seemed to be full of murderous intent and determination!

And this word also reflected Guan Fei's inner thoughts at the moment.

"Our little emperor is really worthy of being born by his father. He knows how to shirk responsibility and find someone to take the blame at a young age." Guan Fei sat on the chair, drank a sip of tea and said lightly.

After leaving the palace, Guan Fei understood that he had to deal with the eldest prince himself. He could not rely on the young emperor. If he was pressed, he might cry in front of other ministers and tell them that he forced him to issue an order to kill his eldest brother. At that time, no matter whether the eldest prince really rebelled or not, Guan Fei would become the target of public criticism, which was obviously not conducive to his control of the court.

Therefore, he could not rely on the young emperor for this matter, but could only rely on himself.

Fortunately, Guan Fei was not unfamiliar with this kind of thing. When Zhao Qian was still there, he often helped Zhao Qian do such things.

After leaving the palace, Guan Fei asked someone to do this. This matter could not be delayed. The longer it was delayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

And because he had done similar things many times before, it was not too difficult to find someone to carry out his task. The young man surnamed Li soon came into his sight, and after a promise, the young man surnamed Li fell into the trap.

Guan Fei knew too well about the young man surnamed Li. They were born in the lower class, suffered humiliation, and were full of resentment towards life and the world. They hoped that one day they would be rich and powerful, and they could take revenge as much as they wanted. In order to climb up, they were willing to do anything.

Therefore, Guan Fei promised the young man surnamed Li that as long as he poisoned the eldest prince, he would give him a sum of money and let him temporarily leave the imperial capital to live. After the storm passed, he would take him back and arrange a good position for him, so that he could rise to prominence from then on.

The result was not unexpected to Guan Fei. The young man surnamed Li agreed to him without hesitation.

However, what Guan Fei did not expect was that in addition to poisoning the eldest prince, the young man surnamed Li also poisoned the yamen runners in the prison. However, although he was surprised, this also integrated Guan Fei's intention. In this way, as long as the young man surnamed Li was killed, it would be easy for him to escape for fear of crime, and this matter would have nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, the corners of Guan Fei's mouth rose slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

He was very satisfied with the process and result of this matter, and he was one step closer to completely controlling the court.

"Master, the emperor is so young, but he knows how to distance himself from this kind of thing. I'm afraid he is not a good person." Butler Zhao kindly reminded.

However, Guan Fei laughed and didn't care: "What kind of trouble can he make? He is just a child. When the late emperor was still alive, I knew about the late emperor's princes. This eighth prince is playful, loves to make trouble, is young, and is ignorant. How can he be cunning? This time, he was young and did not dare to disobey his father's instructions. It was just a coincidence. There is no need to worry too much. If people knew that I would be wary of a child, it would be a big joke."

Guan Fei did not take the little emperor to heart, and thought that all this was just a coincidence. Seeing this, Butler Zhao did not say much.

However, at this time, Guan Fei frowned slightly and said to himself: "However, when the late emperor was still alive, he once said that the eighth prince was most like him. I didn't quite understand it at the time. Even now, I don't see how this little emperor is like the late emperor. When he was still a prince, this little emperor was famous for being naughty and didn't look like the late emperor at all."

As he said this, Guan Fei laughed first. He just thought that the late emperor was joking again, or that he had made a mistake. After all, the late emperor never said similar things after that time, and Guan Fei didn't find anything special about the eighth prince.

Could it be that he was already a master of acting at a young age, so he deceived his eyes?

Guan Fei thought it was impossible. He had stared at many ministers with his eyes and handled many things for the late emperor. He had never made a mistake. It was impossible for him to make a mistake on a child.

Guan Fei still had this confidence.

After successfully solving the problem of the eldest prince, Guan Fei felt very smooth in his heart, and he began to plan to assassinate other princes.

Apart from the little emperor, Guan Fei did not intend to let go of any of the other princes left by the late emperor. Logically speaking, these people were more qualified to inherit the throne than the little emperor. So, for Guan Fei, these people were naturally threats, and he could not leave any of them alive!