The Concubine in the Palace_The Feast of Masks【Complete】(216)

"You haven't told me who the person who contacted you is."

Lanzhu came back to her senses and glanced at King Jin: "I don't know."

After a pause, she said: "I really don't know, but I know he is not simple, because Fuxi is his man. He contacted me through Fuxi."

Fuxi has been with King Qing since he was a child and has served King Qing for more than 20 years.

King Jin fell into deep thought, obviously thinking about who is behind Lanzhu.

And Lanzhu on the ground, more and more blood came out of her mouth, and her breathing became more and more rapid: "I have said what I should say, don't forget what you promised me."

"I hope you can tell this to others again."

After saying this, King Jin glanced at a guard next to him and turned to get on the horse. The man immediately took out a pill from his arms, pinched the wax pill, stuffed it into Lanzhu's mouth, and said: "It's a bargain for you. This medicine is hard to find. Even if a dying person can let her live another half an hour."

In the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Hongjing sat on the throne with a gloomy face.

Standing below him were several princes headed by King Hui. Only King Jin and King Qing were not there, and King An was pale and kneeling on the ground.

"I hope that your Majesty will understand that someone deliberately framed me. I did have someone pass a note to Xiao Cheng, but I was not bold enough to order someone to sell the test questions everywhere."

Emperor Hongjing said nothing.

King Hui opened his cloudy eyes and smiled beside him, "Second brother, I'm not saying anything about you as your elder brother. Even if you are short of money, you can borrow a few from us brothers. Why are you so greedy that you even accept money from cats and dogs? I'm not saying anything about you, but you are too careless."

In the past, King An would not argue about this. But now it's different. Cheating in the imperial examination is a big deal. If he is not careful, he will be stripped of his title and imprisoned. Prince An looked at Prince Hui with resentment: "Brother, don't talk about your younger brother. You have done this kind of thing many times. Do you need me to remind you how many people under your prince's tutelage came out like this? They all went to the Salt Transport Commissioner's Office..."

Prince Hui's face suddenly changed, and he retorted: "You think everyone else is dirty, but you are clean, then..."

Emperor Hongjing was so angry that his face turned purple and red, and he cursed from above: "Shut up, you bastards! You are unworthy of being a brother, unworthy of being a son..."

Emperor Hongjing's chest was heaving, and Li Dequan hurried over to calm him down and brought him hot tea to drink.

There were people kneeling down below, all asking Emperor Hongjing to calm down.

But the problem is that Emperor Hongjing can only calm down. He looked at his sons below, and he didn't know how many of them had made a move. Frame-up, frame-up, slander, defamation...

Emperor Hongjing can now finally understand why his father looked at his brothers in that way.

It was because he had come from this situation that Emperor Hongjing knew that King Hui had made so many mistakes, how many of which were due to his own stupidity, and how many of which were due to being smeared by others. And how many people had played a role in what happened to King An today, as well as King Qing.

There are no fathers and sons in the royal family! There are no brothers in the royal family!

For some reason, such a sentence flashed through Emperor Hongjing's mind, and his face suddenly aged by dozens of years.

Li Dequan was still stroking Emperor Hongjing's chest, and he felt a burst of pain in his head, which made him feel sick. He took several deep breaths to suppress the nausea, and was about to say something when a little eunuch came in to report that King Jin was here.

"Let him in." Emperor Hongjing said, waving Li Dequan's hand away and drinking the tea next to him. After such a while, he was able to regain his composure.

He sat on the throne, high above, and the faces of his sons below seemed to be in front of him, but also seemed very far away.

He saw the uneasiness of Prince An, the exasperation of Prince Hui, the silence of Prince Dai, the waiting of Prince Yong, the gloating of Prince Lu...

He felt superior and superior to all living beings. He seemed to have returned to the cold and heartless emperor, not the father who was anxious for his descendants.

Prince Jin walked in, his clothes were neat and tidy, without a trace of disorder. His steps were steady, not hurried, but the soles of his boots were stained with some dust.

"Where have you been? I asked you to come to the palace. Your brothers have all come, but you are the last."

"I have something to do." While speaking, Prince Jin saluted and stood still without saying anything, as if he had no intention of explaining why he was late.

Emperor Hongjing was very angry with him, but only this old fifth never cared what he thought and whether he would displease him. He pursed his lips and was about to say something, but Prince Jin said again, "I have something to report."

"What is it?" Emperor Hongjing asked subconsciously.

The Prince of Jin stopped talking again, obviously because he was annoyed by the large number of people around him and he didn't want to talk.

Emperor Hongjing stood up unhappily, and he swayed slightly, but the next moment he grabbed Li Dequan's elbow.

"Come in with me."

After going to the West Warm Pavilion, Emperor Hongjing sat down on the bright yellow cushion under the kang in the south window, and put one hand on the front hand: "Just say anything."

The Prince of Jin answered the question incorrectly, "I don't know how my father plans to deal with my second brother, and how he plans to deal with my seventh brother?"

This made Emperor Hongjing stunned, "Do I need to tell you how I deal with them?"

"My son has caught one person, and this person is..."

The Prince of Jin briefly talked about the situation of Concubine Han.

After listening to it, Emperor Hongjing was not surprised and angry, but sneered: "A woman can make him go around in circles, he is really my good son."

This tone doesn't sound like he is talking about his own son, but rather like an outsider. Emperor Hongjing has always had a faint dislike for Prince Qing. Many people don't understand why, only Prince Jin knows a little about the reason.

Prince Jin was calm and said without raising his eyebrows: "I hope that my father can show mercy to my seventh brother's men and give him a chance to reflect on his mistakes."

"You are begging for him like this, but it makes me look like an executioner. Isn't he my son?"

Prince Jin looked up at him. Although he didn't say anything, his clear eyes were full of understanding.

Yes, everyone knows that Prince Qing was framed.

This happened two days ago, but Emperor Hongjing kept suppressing it until today when he ordered people to take Prince Qing. What does it mean? It is self-evident.

Emperor Hongjing is a father, but he is also an emperor.

What does the emperor fear most? In addition to death, it is probably losing the throne.

The father is weak and the son is strong, especially so many sons are ambitious, I am afraid that any emperor would be afraid. Emperor Hongjing used bait to lure them, designed several sons to accept the reduction of vassal states, kept the kings in the capital, and granted them official positions. It seems that he wants to test which son is more likely to be the crown prince, but in fact, it is not a reaction of mentality.

The King of Jin knows the mentality of this kind of people too well, so he is sure that Emperor Hongjing has a backhand.

And this backhand is equivalent to killing chickens to warn monkeys, to warn the kings not to act rashly and declare his supreme majesty.

With the character of the King of Jin, even if he understands all this, he will not do or say anything. But this time it was the King of Qing who was involved. Although the King of Qing was confused and incompetent, he was his younger brother who had been protected for many years.

The clear but bottomless eyes of the King of Jin reminded Emperor Hongjing of someone.

A person who made him dream from time to time in his dreams at midnight.

"...Shen Luan, don't forget how she got pregnant with the heir of the dragon. You thought she was simple and weak, but in fact..."

She said nothing, just looked at him with this look.

Under this look, he felt ashamed of himself, and even more familiar with her - she knew everything.

She knew her intentions, she knew why she was scheming, and she knew the bad nature of men in his bones. She knew everything, but she didn't care. She didn't care about anything, not even death. If she cared, it was probably only the Shen family that made her care, and him...

The two pairs of eyes overlapped, and Emperor Hongjing's eyes trembled.

"I won't do anything to him." At first, the voice was normal, but then it became a little weak: "It's just guarding the imperial mausoleum."

Prince Jin nodded and said, "If the seventh son divorces his wife, I hope father won't stop him."

"Divorce, what wife?" Emperor Hongjing understood immediately and said something unpleasant: "You like to meddle in other people's business."

"The women at home are worried."

Emperor Hongjing was angry again, "You are really promising! You don't hide it at all. You are a prince, but you let a woman control your head."

Prince Jin ignored him and just said, "If there is nothing else, I will leave."

"Get out, get out quickly!"

So Prince Jin got out.

However, Prince Jin did not leave the palace directly, but went to the place where Prince Qing was imprisoned.

When Prince Jin arrived, there was no sound in the palace. Prince Qing curled up in a corner of the room. The big man hugged his knees and buried his head like a child.

"Have you seen her?"

"Fifth brother, I'm sorry..."

"Fifth brother, I'm sorry, I let you down." Prince Qing held his head and cried bitterly, "I'm a bastard, I'm a fool, I'm a white-eyed wolf... I'm immersed in self-pity all day long, I think everyone in the world owes me, and it's natural for everyone to be nice to me... I hate my own contradictions and weakness, always thinking that one day when I become strong, I can put all this aside. In fact, no, not at all, I look strong, but in fact, I am still the me who would only cover my head and cry in the corner..."