Chapter 460 Shangguanpu Dies

Whoever wants to rehabilitate the Song family and King Anle the most, except for the emperor who is unwilling to admit that he is wrong, is the official of King Rui's faction.

Before Shangguanpu's accident, they had been under the pressure of each other's momentum. After finally Shangguanpu killed himself, the adult prince in the court was left with only one Shangguanyu who could not fight.

Seeing that King Rui's victory was in his hands, and the result of King Anle's treason case would be vindicated again, it was enough to think about it.

But even if there are a hundred unhappy people in their hearts, what can they do? Look at the people kneeling outside, and look at the emperor's face as black as the bottom of a pot. Anyone with a long brain can understand, even the emperor stopped this matter. No.

However, they couldn't stop them from rehabilitating them. They could try to prevent King Anle from returning to the capital. After all, the emperor probably wouldn't be willing to let him come back.

The ministers held their breaths one by one, and waited for a long time before they heard the emperor speak in a deep voice: "In my will, the case of King Anle's treason two years ago was a false accusation, and all the officials who were involved in it back then were all innocent. "

He closed his eyes and continued: "King Jing, being a son, is not filial; being a brother, being bad; being a minister, being unfaithful, not benevolent; punishing several sins together, the sins are unforgivable, and a pot of poisonous wine is specially given to kill them on their own. , implemented immediately without delay.

All persons involved in the case of King Jing’s conspiracy, ministers of the third rank and above, and adult men in their families will be executed after three days, the female relatives will be exiled to the frontier, and the officials below the third rank and their families will all be exiled…”

The emperor vented all his anger on Shangguanpu.

However, as his voice fell, there was silence around him.

Song Jingchen didn't speak, and the people kneeling outside didn't even raise their heads, as if they were all waiting for his next words.

The emperor's fists clenched suddenly, gritted his teeth and said: "Song Lao Guogong is my hero of the founding of the Great Xia... I was deceived by a traitor and let him die for a wrongful death. Other……"

"Specially grant Song Laoguo the right to enjoy the Taimiao Temple."

The last sentence almost came out of his mouth.

Song Jingchen leaned over again: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The people also shouted in unison: "Your Majesty is wise! Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

This deafening "Your Majesty's wise" sound was exchanged by him by beating himself in the face!

The emperor almost used all his strength to restrain himself to barely not lose his composure.

However, in the end, he only spit out the word "flat body" and left.

To say that the emperor regrets the most now is that in order to have a good reputation, he did not fall into a brutal and stupendous reputation, and he did not cut down the roots of the Song family, which caused Song Jingchen to turn back and bite him now.

But on second thought, without Song Jingchen, he would have been killed by that idiot long ago.

In the final analysis, it is still the fault of the rebellious son. It is wrong to be rebellious, and it is even more wrong to leave a handle on doing things.

The emperor stopped abruptly.

Qi Life Insurance, who was following behind him, stopped and did not collide.

Qi Shou's heart almost jumped out of his throat with fright. If he hit it just now, his head would be separated from his neck...

"Your Majesty?" he called cautiously.

The emperor commanded in a cold voice: "You can send that renegade son for a ride now."

Qi Shou was busy, beckoning to let the servants behind him come to serve him before taking the two little eunuchs to the prison of the Zongren Mansion.

The emperor obviously did not want King Jing to live another moment, how could he dare to delay?

He didn't want to see Song Jingchen waiting there with a pale face as soon as he arrived at the gate of the prison.

"Loyalty... No, it should be called Grandpa Guo now." The old grandfather Song deserves to enjoy the imperial temple, and sooner or later the title of Song family will be restored. Isn't Song Jingchen the youngest person in Daxia to win the grandfather?

Qishou was stunned, and he respectfully bowed before asking, "I don't know what the prince of the country ordered?"

After receiving thirty sticks, he didn't go home to take medicine, but instead came to such a ghost place, he couldn't be here to watch the scenery, right?

Song Jingchen nodded: "King Jing caused my Song family to come this far, can I go and see him off in person? In this way, I personally avenge my grandfather and father."

"This..." Qi Shou looked embarrassedly at the two servants who followed behind.

"Eunuch Qi, what Your Majesty wants is that person's life, whoever sends it is the same." One of them flattered.

Of course, he shot Song Jingchen.

The other person was not to be outdone: "Yes, Eunuch Qi, you will be accommodating."

"That's fine."

Qishou reached out his hand to make a request with a helpless expression: "Master Guo, please ask first."

Song Jingchen nodded and thanked him.

Shangguanyao's cell was close to the gate, and when he heard the movement, he raised his head and saw the tray in the servant's hand.

Qishou thought he had misunderstood, and explained kindly: "His Royal Highness Shun, our family is here to send His Royal Highness King Jing off by His Majesty's order."

Hearing his words, Shangguan Yao's eyes were instantly red with anger: "Nonsense, you are talking nonsense, the eldest brother is the son of the father, how could the father kill him? Did you say something in front of the father? I'm going out, I want to see the royal father..."

Song Jingchen looked at him quietly for a while, then lifted his foot and continued to walk in. Qishou hurriedly followed after seeing this.

"You are not allowed to go, come back to this king!" Shangguanyao clasped the wooden fence with both hands, but no matter how much he shouted, he didn't get any response, and he could only watch a few people disappear as he could see.

Shangguan Yao leaned against the prison wall and slowly slid down, knelt down on his knees, covered his face with his hands, and cried out in grief, crying and crying again, and then started shouting: "Give me a drink, if the royal father must kill him, let me take the place of the eldest brother. to die..."

When the voice reached Shangguanpu, he helplessly rubbed his eyebrows: "Oh, that fool..."

Song Jingchen turned around and said to the three who followed: "Give me the wine, please come in and check later."

Qi Shou left with the other two.

"Congratulations, it's a pity that you still didn't find the person." Shangguanpu made a statement and waved his hand again: "That's it, after today, it has nothing to do with me. Just don't forget to promise me."

"You don't seem surprised at all." Song Jingchen sat on the ground opposite him and put the tray aside.

He will come today just to reassure his heart. Although Shangguanpu is guilty of heinous crimes, he does not like to lose faith in others.

Shangguanpu sneered: "It's so loud, it wakes up the king, what's the surprise?"

Song Jingchen was noncommittal, grabbed the jug and poured the wine, not wanting Shangguanpu to reach out and grab the jug, then raised his head and drank.

Song Jingchen frowned and asked, "Any last words?"

"Last words?" Shangguanpu was stunned, took a full sip of wine, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said with a wry smile, "Would it count for not being reborn in the emperor's family in the next life?"

He is the eldest son of the emperor, and when he was six years old, the queen gave birth to the so-called direct son.

But in the six years when he didn't have a direct son, he had been instilled by Liu Guifei and the Liu family that this would be his idea in the future.

Shangguan Han robbed the crown prince that should have belonged to him as soon as he was born. Is it wrong for him to want to get his things back?

No, he didn't think he was wrong, at most he felt that his skills were inferior to others.

Win or lose, he can afford to lose!

but……

It is also true to say that he does not want to be reborn in the imperial family.

The father is not kind, the son is not filial, the brother is not friendly and the younger is disrespectful, such an imperial family is too boring.

Song Jingchen looked at the person in front of him, stood up with his hands on the ground, and thought for a while, "If you have a kind heart, I think you are more suitable to be an emperor than Ah Han."

The throne itself means blood and blood, and their Song family is in the vortex of power, and it is inevitable to be involved in it.

In fact, even his grandfather knew that even if Shangguanpu wasn't planted, the emperor would have found other opportunities to deal with them.

The guillotine was always there, the person holding the knife was the emperor, all he lacked was someone who pushed him behind his back, and Shangguanpu just happened to play this role.

He is not a person from the same camp, and he does not want to accuse him of right or wrong, but he should never attack the common people. If such a person really sits in that position, it will be the sorrow of the common people.

It seems that this is just a rational analysis. If you want to say that you don't hate Shangguanpu, it's impossible to blame him. He is not that saintly.

"Haha..." Shangguanpu laughed out loud, then bent down with a smile, a black blood line overflowing from the corner of his mouth: "I'll take it as you are complimenting me."

He lay down on his back and closed his eyes.

Song Jingchen brushed off the grass clippings on his robe and turned to leave.

"sorry."

Shangguanpu's voice sounded like a mosquito and flies behind him.

Song Jingchen paused slightly, did not speak, and did not look back.

This apology is meaningless to anyone in his Song family.

What they really need is the confession of the one above.

…………

Outside the sect's mansion, Shen Yijia's face was taut, and her whole body exuded that I was not easy to mess with, don't bother me.

Sister Huan on the side shrank her neck and carefully pulled Brother Hao's sleeve: "Little brother, did I say something wrong?"

Brother Hao rolled his eyes, now he knows how to call him brother? Usually, Brother Hao's brother is broken, but whenever he calls himself a brother, he will be chased down two streets by her, and Mingming's mother has said that she was born a stick of incense before her.

However, the second brother is the second brother, what is the little brother called? Ugly to death!

Thinking of this, Brother Hao curled his lips, his eyes rolled to Sister Huan's ear and said, "Sister-in-law is still lightly angry, you should think about it for a while now that the elder brother came out and found out that it was you who missed the mark, what should you do? Do it right."

Sister Huan's eyes widened, and pitifully continued to tug on Brother Hao's sleeve: "Little brother..."

"What's your name, little brother, who is younger?" Brother Hao glanced at her, and ruthlessly pulled out his sleeves.

"Second brother, I was wrong. You must help me this time."

"It's almost the same." Brother Hao hummed, satisfied.

"then you……"

"I can't help it either!" Brother Hao spread his hands.

Sister Huan:  …

"Song Jinghao, you dare to play with me." Sister Huan blushed, and with a roar, she clenched her fists and hit Brother Hao.

Brother Hao didn't expect that she would suddenly make a move, and he was too close to avoid it, so he punched her firmly.

"Ugh..." Brother Hao covered his mouth in pain.

"What are you doing?" came a cold voice.

The two stood up straight away.

"Big, big brother." The two stuttered.

Brother Hao is in pain, and Sister Huan is guilty.

Looking around and not seeing the Li family, Song Jingchen asked, "Why is it just you, mother?"

When questioning, he looked at Shen Yijia.

He felt it, something was wrong!

Obviously, this girl saw him when he came out of the Zongren Mansion. If it was usual, even if he didn't rush over, he should have called "Xiang Gong" sweetly.

However, until he came closer, the girl just stared at him.

Well, the expression is still a little serious.

Sister Huan followed his line of sight and looked even more guilty. She hesitated and said: "Mother, mother said that she had gone back a little earlier, but I don't worry about you, so let us wait here."

Song Jingchen nodded, and probably guessed the reason why Mrs. Li was in a hurry to go back.

"Then let's go back too." He reached out and pulled Shen Yijia.

Shen Yijia avoided, snorted at him, turned around and climbed into the carriage first.

Song Jingchen touched his nose and looked at Brother Hao and Sister Huan in confusion. He seemed to have only left for a while.

If he remembered correctly, when he left, this girl hugged him regardless of everyone's eyes?

Noticing the guilty look on Sister Huan's face, Song Jingchen narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Yes, go home, go home quickly." Sister Huan also got into the carriage.

Song Jingchen turned to look at Brother Hao.

Brother Hao: He should get in the car.

Song Jingchen supported his forehead, in fact, he had already guessed the reason.

"Cough~" He clenched his fists and covered his lips with a light cough.

The curtain of the carriage was brushed open by someone.

Song Jingchen paused and met Shen Yijia's worried eyes, his heart moved slightly, his originally straight waist immediately bent down, his brows furrowed, as if he was enduring great pain.

On the other hand, he held the edge of the car pretending not to care, stepped on it with one foot, and his body swayed.

Nan Feng quickly supported him: "Master, this subordinate will help you."

Song Jingchen: Maybe he should consider changing Yaoji by his side, at least Yaoji is more likely to have trouble.

Nan Feng felt a chill on his back for some reason, but he still helped Song Jingchen to the car conscientiously.

Song Jingchen:  …

Sister Huan knew that she had done something wrong, so she didn't dare to take the seat beside Shen Yijia, and Brother Hao didn't have the courage.

So Song Jingchen took advantage of the situation to sit beside her, but Shen Yijia had already recovered her serious face, and even if she turned her head to look at him, her eyes were cold.

Song Jingchen:  …

The carriage suddenly turned upside down, and Song Jingchen might as well hit the wall with his back, and the person who didn't even frown when he was beaten took a deep breath.

Shen Yijia roared: "Nanfeng, be careful when you drive."

Nan Feng, who had already reacted, complained bitterly in his heart, so he gathered up his courage and said, "Young Madam, this road is a little bumpy, you...you have to hold on tight."

Then, as he said, the carriage bumped even harder.

Song Jingchen lowered his eyes, and when he hit the wound, he stopped making a sound, but the hand holding the wall of the car was shaking slightly.

Shen Yijia was so distressed that she couldn't bear it any longer and grabbed his hand to prevent him from bouncing back and forth with the carriage.

Song Jingchen tried his best to press down the corner of his mouth that was almost raised, and let her pull it, only occasionally when the carriage bumped violently, he would "accidentally" hit the wall of the carriage.

In the end, Shen Yijia had no choice but to hold his arm firmly.

Brother Hao and Sister Huan: ...

Small Theater: Passerby, little girl: "Mom, look, isn't that carriage drunk like Dad?"

The woman looked in the direction pointed by the girl, and she saw a carriage that didn't go straight, but turned around like a drunkard. She said strangely, "Yes, maybe it is."