At this time, Zhu Biao seemed to suddenly wake up and exclaimed: "Father, no."
Lao Zhu glanced at Zhu Biao coldly and asked, "What? Do you want to plead for her?"
Although Zhu Biao was also devastated, he was also unwilling to see his father killing innocent people indiscriminately.
Bracing his scalp, he said: "Father, if the death of Xiongying has anything to do with her, I will of course cut her into pieces, and it will be difficult to express my hatred. But if this matter has nothing to do with her, I will just kill her like this."
, wouldn’t it mean that she died unjustly? She took care of Xiongying’s daily life, and there was no credit but hard work.”
Lao Zhu's eyes widened and he asked sternly: "You don't want her to die unjustly, do you want your own son to die inexplicably? Since she is taking care of my grandson, and my grandson is gone, then what?
Even if she has no fault, it is still a sin."
But no matter how fierce Lao Zhu was, Zhu Biao just persisted and refused to take a step back.
Finally, Lao Zhu saw that Zhu Biao had suffered a blow today and did not continue the stalemate with Zhu Biao.
"Imperial doctor!" Lao Zhu was filled with anger and could not vent.
But no matter what, we still need to find out the cause of death of our grandson first.
"Back to the emperor, Wei Chen has checked His Highness Taisun's body all over and found no injuries. Therefore, whether it was a sudden illness or other, other reasons, Wei Chen dare not say for sure." An old man with all white hair on his back
Holding a wooden box, he knelt on the ground and replied tremblingly.
The meaning is very clear. Even the imperial doctor does not know the cause of His Highness Taisun's death, or he cannot tell. He does not know whether saying this will anger the emperor, but he can only tell the truth.
Because, telling the truth may still have a chance of survival, but making up and making things up will lead to death.
His grandson died, and his death was so mysterious that even the imperial doctor couldn't find the reason.
Died of a sudden illness? Can such an excuse be used to excuse me? If an elderly person suddenly becomes seriously ill, that is still possible. But my grandson is only seven years old, and a seven-year-old child becomes seriously ill. This is a problem for anyone.
Won't believe it.
How can this make Lao Zhu not angry? But Lao Zhu still has a sense of clarity in his heart. Now is not the time to get angry. The most important thing now is to find out the cause of his grandson's death.
"Mao Xiang."
"I'm here!" Mao Xiang really didn't want to get involved in this matter.
As long as he didn't stick to it, no matter what the outcome of this matter was, it had nothing to do with Mao Xiang. Unfortunately, things always backfired. The emperor ordered him, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
Mao Xiang stepped forward and lifted up the quilt. After inspecting it carefully, he returned to the emperor.
"Say." Old Zhu said in a deep voice with his beard and hair spread out.
Mao Xiang knelt on the ground and replied: "Your Majesty, I forgive you for your incompetence. I can't find the reason."
Lao Zhu stared at Mao Xiang, and after a moment, he said word by word: "You are indeed incompetent!"
When Mao Xiang heard this, he suddenly trembled and felt desperate. He knew what the emperor meant. Something like this happened, but he, the emperor's eyes and ears, didn't even have any news. What else could it be if he wasn't incompetent?
And what would happen to an incompetent and useless person? Mao Xiangke had seen too many things with his own eyes. He couldn't imagine what would happen to him if he fell into that situation.
Mao Xiang, who was frightened, turned pale, moved his lips and said: "Your Majesty, although I can't see the reason, Han Du can definitely see it."
After Mao Xiang said this, Lao Zhu also thought of Han Du.
Han Du does have a different perspective on how to deal with ghosts.
"Summon Han Du into the palace." Lao Zhu gave the order directly without hesitation.
Seeing that the emperor accepted his suggestion, Mao Xiang finally breathed a sigh of relief. His life was saved. As for whether Han Du could see anything or how he would be punished by the emperor, Mao Xiang was
Can't care anymore.
Han Du was still in the shop discussing with Xiong Ting how to decorate the shop, when the eunuch dragged him to the palace without saying a word. When asked what was going on that made them so anxious, they didn't tell them, and just told them one by one.
The mouth is closed as if it has grown together.
Something earth-shattering must have happened, otherwise these eunuchs would not be so silent.
Han Du suddenly had a suspicion in his mind, and he also felt a little worried about being summoned into the palace in a hurry. No matter what kind of thing it was, Han Du had no idea of getting involved.
When Han Du came to the palace, he saw Lao Zhu's face full of anger. Zhu Biao was filled with inexplicable grief. He couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart. I'm afraid this is a big trouble.
However, it is impossible to hide now. I can only take one step at a time and say, "Your Majesty, Han Du, pay my respects to His Highness the Crown Prince."
"My eldest son, Sun Zhen, is dead."
a bolt from the blue!
Han Du instantly raised his head, unable to believe that he could hear such words from Lao Zhu. Is his eldest grandson Zhu Yunwen? Could it be that Zhu Yunwen is dead?
Is this the butterfly effect? His arrival actually caused such a big change in history, and Zhu Yunwen, who would become the emperor in the future, died like this?
However, even if Zhu Yunwen died, it had nothing to do with him? Why did he summon him here in such a hurry?
"The imperial doctor said it was a sudden death, but I don't believe it. I don't believe that my grandson, who was alive and kicking yesterday, is gone today." Lao Zhu roared and vented. "Don't you know more about hidden ghost methods? You should be careful.
Let me investigate them, and if they are found out, I will cut their bodies into thousands of pieces to relieve the hatred in my heart."
If I accuse them, they will be found out and their bodies will be cut into thousands of pieces. If they are not found out, will they cut me into pieces?
Han Du felt very sad.
Also, that bitch spread rumors that I am proficient in underhanded tactics? Let me know. He can't be beaten to death, but he dares to trick me like this. As Han Du thought about it, he glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and happened to find that Mao Xiang didn't dare to run away.
Look at yourself.
It's you, it's definitely you, Mao Xiang.
Han Du secretly made a note of Mao Xiang. Now was not the time to argue with him. It was better to obey Lao Zhu's instructions first.
When Han Du passed by Zhu Biao, he greeted him and said, "Your Highness is deeply saddened by his injury. Please forgive me."
"I know, Xiongying, hey..." Zhu Biao wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it, so he could only lament.
Xiongying? Zhu Xiongying?
Isn’t it Zhu Yunwen?
Han Du secretly kept this information secret for a few times, then went straight to the bedside and looked at the child lying silently on the bed. He was gone at such a young age, and Han Du felt a burst of sadness even standing here. The originally delicate facial features were twisted together.
, no matter how you look at it, it looks like you are frightened.