King Zhao called Zhou Zheng, put the letter away, hugged Yun Buhui and climbed up the rope. He had returned to normal. As soon as Yun Buhui stood still, King Zhao said, "There is a skeleton at the bottom of the well, you send
Go down alone to clean it up and bury it properly."
After he said that, he left quickly. Yun Buhui wanted to chase him, but Bingyue exclaimed, "Miss, you are injured somewhere. There is blood on your hands."
Yun Buhui didn't answer, but just stared blankly at his leaving figure.
I'm afraid there will be another storm in the capital.
Yun Buhui ignored his injuries and immediately went to the prison. The jailer was from King Zhao, and he had obviously been ordered to do so. He did not bother Yun Buhui and quickly let her in. King Xuan and others saw that her hands were full of blood.
He asked her what happened.
Yun Buhui said, "King Zhao...Father, King Zhao is the emperor's son."
King Xuan was startled and suddenly cursed, "You are crazy, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Father, it's true..." Yun Buhui told King Xuan honestly what happened today, and asked King Xuan, "Father, there can't be any clues about this matter. Think about it, was there anything suspicious back then?"
In this place, it is impossible for the maid of King Zhao’s mother to leave such a letter for no reason.”
"This is just his conspiracy. Don't be fooled. How could he be the emperor's son?" King Xuan said angrily.
"Conspiracy?" Yun Buhui said anxiously, "Father, what conspiracy does he have? Is he very happy about his emperor's son? Now that he knows this fact, he has no intention of telling the emperor or admitting it. This is very important to him.
What good can it do? Does he care about the infamy of usurping the throne? He doesn't care. Now he still plans to lead troops to Ningzhou to fight Mubai. Father, if he is really the emperor's son, are you willing to see your family killing each other?
Isn’t this what the old prince wanted in the end?”
"Anyway, I don't believe a word of this." King Xuan said angrily.
Yun Buhui was also angry, "You don't believe it, okay, you don't believe it. I'll see if you believe it or not when I receive the news that Mu Bai died on the battlefield in a few days!"
King Xuan was obviously irritated. He pointed at Yun Buhui and trembled. Yun Buhui didn't want to say such serious words, but Zhao Wang just knew the news and was in a confused mood. Who knows what he would do if he really got the news.
The soldiers went to Ningzhou to fight to the death with Cheng Mubai. Cheng Mubai was no match for him on the battlefield. What if he was injured? Besides, why would brothers kill each other?
If King Zhao is the emperor's son and succeeds to the throne, everyone in the Cheng family will not have to die, there will be no war in the southern country, and the people will not suffer from the war. This is the best outcome.
Yun Buhui said, "Father, I know what you are thinking. You are betting on whether Mu Bai can defeat King Zhao. If Mu Bai wins, then...you are the heir to the throne. You also have ambitions and want to
In that position, you also want to protect the Cheng family. But you are gambling with Mubai's life. In my heart, Cheng Mubai's life is much more important than the throne. I would rather someone else get the throne and Cheng Mubai live in peace for the rest of his life. King Zhao
It is absolutely true that he is the emperor's son. You can't have no impression at all. Then do you remember his appearance when he was a child? Mudan said that he looks very similar to the prince. You didn't refute me. You also know that it is a fact. Since
It's a fact. He is a member of the Cheng family, that is, the eldest prince, the legitimate heir. He should have inherited the throne. If we insist on civil war, no matter which side wins, it will be detrimental to the Southern Kingdom. The neighboring countries are watching with eager eyes. Even if we win
It was a tragic victory. Can you cope with the armies of neighboring countries? Can't you think about the overall situation? The Cheng family will inherit the throne, you are still the prince, and our family will still be happy for the rest of our lives. Why do you have to fight for this?
Chair."
Yun Buhui said what was on the prince's mind, which made him angry. Cheng Youtian shook his head and signaled Yun Buhui to stop talking. Yun Buhui said, "Father, I sincerely request you to prove all this and end it peacefully. Zhao
You also know the king's temperament. It is impossible for him to tell the emperor that they are biological father and son. He will still send troops the day after tomorrow. We can avoid unnecessary casualties and really avoid killing each other. You don't want to lose anyone in the family in the end.
.”
"Shut up!" King Xuan said angrily, and Cheng Mudong said, "Father, what the second sister-in-law said makes sense. If he is really the emperor's son, he is a family member. Why provoke a war and end up making a joke to neighboring countries?
Okay, let's talk about launching a war. How many people will have their wives and children separated, and their families will be destroyed."
"Even if he is the emperor's son, he himself is unwilling to admit it. Who can force him to admit it?"
"As long as the emperor admits it, that's all." Yun Buhui said in a deep voice. It is not necessary for everyone to admit a prince. As long as the emperor says he is, he is.
…
When Yun Buhui returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lin Wan'er asked the doctor to bandage her. It was just a small wound and it was not serious. She asked Beitang Zhennan, "You sent a killer to kill King Zhao?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Beitang Zhennan said, "If I wanted to kill him, I would have done it a long time ago. Why do I do it at this juncture?"
Yun Buhui fell into deep thought, who sent the killer?
"What happened to you and King Zhao today? Were you assassinated?" Lin Wan'er asked worriedly, while Yun Buhui was silent in thought, thinking about King Zhao and the emperor. If he could persuade King Zhao to give up, Xiaobai
It wouldn't be so hard in Ningzhou. She couldn't wait to go to Ningzhou and be with him.
After waiting a day or two to resolve everything, she must go find him. Before that, she must deal with everything.
Royal Palace.
King Zhao looked at the frail old man on the bed. He had been taking Wu Shi San for some time and his mind was not clear. He had been in a coma recently. If he took it for another month and a half, he would die.
Is this haggard man his biological father?
King Zhao clenched his fists, his eyes were obscure, and there was a surge of hatred in his heart. Since the emperor was his biological father, why was he not there when he loved his father the most? If his father had been there at the beginning, he would not have known it since he was a child.
Even if there is so much pain, memories will not be all gray and there will never be happiness.
In his mind, the emperor had obviously neglected his duty.
He doesn't deserve to be his father.
The emperor noticed someone beside the bed and shouted for water in a daze. The palace maids were sent outside. King Zhao looked at the poor old man on the bed, and his hatred became deeper and deeper. He shouted for water and wanted to drink water.
…
When he was five years old, he couldn't memorize the art of war and was locked up in a small dark room by King Zhao for three days and three nights without eating or drinking. He also shouted for water and wanted to drink water, but where was his father?
King Zhao waved his sleeves and left.
As soon as he left the inner hall, he stopped again. The imperial doctor knelt outside the hall, not daring to say a word. King Zhao asked, "How long can he live if he continues to take Wu Shi Powder?"
"More than a month."
"What if I don't take it?" King Zhao asked, very slowly, "Can I still live?"