Song Zhiyuan was really shocked. He only learned from Song Ci that the area of ​​the Temple of Heaven would be even more intense, so that the Temple of Heaven also collapsed, but he did not know that the Temple of Heaven was originally damaged.

"Your Majesty, are you really a trace of gunpowder?" If there is any damage, it is naturally human beings.

Emperor Chu nodded with a calm face. God knows. The moment he heard the news, he was as happy as he was.

The main beam of the Temple of Heaven was already blew up, so there was no earth moving. With just a little lead, it would collapse. At that time, who would harm it? Who would go to a place like the Temple of Heaven to worship the heaven and pray for blessings?

Either the emperor, the prince or the prince he valued.

No matter who it is, the other party wants to murder the royal family.

Song Zhiyuan resisted the shock in his heart, pursed his lips and asked, "Your Majesty has someone asked me to check it?"

"Inspecting."

Song Zhiyuan was silent for a moment and said, "From the emperor's opinion, who would do it?"

"What do you think?" Emperor Chu asked back and sneered: "If something happened to me and the prince in the Temple of Heaven, who would be happy? Will the revenge be revenged?"

"Does the emperor think he is a member of the old subordinate of the Xia family?"

"I prefer the death-remaining Ning Xiaolang. He hopes that I will collapse the sky. If the prince is gone, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

This analysis is somewhat reasonable, but Song Zhiyuan was reserved in his heart. The emperor and the prince were gone, and the world was in chaos. But it also made the rest of the people have the opportunity to take advantage of the situation, such as a few princes.

But in this case, how dare he say that even the ministers who are close to him dare not provoke such a father-son relationship.

"Yunzhi doesn't look like he agrees. Do you think there is someone else?" Emperor Chu asked with his eyes narrowed.

Song Zhiyuan was silent for a while and said, "Is there another person there? It's hard to say. There is only one thing. I have never confessed to the emperor."

"explain."

"The Bai family next to the third brother, there was a maid from the old man Ning Ge, who had never been released until the evil words he had spoken to his mother outside a while ago, which was from Ning Ge's hand." Song Zhiyuan said: "This man, Ning Ge, is far-sighted. If he leaves a lineage, it will naturally leave enough backups for this lineage. I don't know how many people like this maid are. What's scary is that they have traces to follow, they have their origins, and they are all just used for critical blows."

Song Zhiyuan knew that saying this would only cause Emperor Chu to be more afraid of Ning Xiaolang, and he would also be more suspicious of the people around him, but he would rather be afraid than think too much about the wrong things about Song Ci.

He would rather push everything to that person.

"Your Majesty, since this son is favored by Master Ning, he has his own unique features. I think this son is more tolerant than Master Ning and others. If the matter of the Temple of Heaven is well-designed, then it should be those who hide the deepest, or hide by someone to offer suggestions." Song Zhiyuan pursed his lips and said, "After all, Ning Xiaolang is hidden and does not come out. He wants to cause chaos and must collude with his accomplices."

He said it in a vague way, but Emperor Chu was not stupid either. He thought of what he said, and his face became even more ugly.

If he and the prince are gone, then it will naturally be...
Chapter completed!