The imperial tomb courtyard is just a villa close to the imperial tomb. It is just a place used by His Majesty the Emperor to meditate on the eve of the birthday of Qianqiu. It only has this night's purpose every year, and it is not wider and more beautiful than any other palace courtyard of His Majesty the Emperor.

Emperor Deqing carried his hands on his back and looked at the words in the main hall.

The character in Zhengtang actually has only one big character, which is an ancient character "he" with flying dragons and flying phoenixes.

The prince and the three princes knelt in a row and knelt in front of the door.

It took me some information to see how long it took for Emperor Deqing to turn around, slowly walk to the gate, glance at his four sons, and sneered: "Do you know this word?"

The prince and son Yin Zifu both dared not answer, but the third prince Liu Zizheng shouted: "Report to the father, my son, I recognize it. It is the word "he"!"

Emperor Deqing said calmly: "The third brother knows you three, do you know them? Prince, do you know them?"

The prince's forehead was sweating profusely, and he wiped his sleeves, and his voice trembled: "Son minister... I recognize it!"

Emperor Deqing sneered: "So you still recognize it, so let's talk about it."

The prince's face was a little pale and said nervously: "That is...that is the copybook left by the old emperor, which is the word "he", which is to ask my descendants of Liu to be peaceful and peaceful."

Emperor Deqing, carrying his hands on his back, said coldly: "Then what did you do today?"

"My son is wronged." The prince hurriedly kowtowed and said, "My son is offering Qiujie bamboo, but I don't know how it turned into... it turned into...!"

"What has it become?" Deqing Emperor said in a deep voice.

The prince's teeth were trembling, but he couldn't speak for a moment.

The fourth prince Liu Zifu finally said: "The eldest brother of the prince presented the broken soil and sliced ​​ginger."

Emperor Deqing's eyes moved to Prince Fu and said calmly: "Fourth, in your opinion, what is the significance of the prince's sacrificial ceremony?"

"Reporting to my father, the prince's offering such a sacrifice naturally has his profound meaning, and my sons dare not make random guesses." Prince Fu said calmly: "If you want to know what it means, you can only ask the prince."

The prince turned his face and looked at Prince Fu resentfully, his rather turbid eyes were full of murderous intent.

Emperor Deqing said slowly: "I will let you guess today!" His sharp and cold eyes shot on Prince Fu, as if he wanted to see through the true inner world of this son.

Prince Fu was silent for a moment and finally said, "Father, we may not make any mistakes in this matter no matter how we guess. We are afraid that the ministers will feel a little confused when they see the scene just now."

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"The broken soil and the sliced ​​ginger are put together. I think someone might think of it..." Prince Fu paused slightly, raised his head, and said word by word: "Cracking the soil and dividing the border!"

"Splitting the ground and dividing the border?" Emperor Deqing smiled coldly, turned to the second prince, Zi Yin, and asked, "Second, do you think so too?"

Prince Yin bowed to the ground and said respectfully: "My son didn't think about it."

Emperor Deqing said calmly: "I am just letting you think about it now."

Prince Yin glanced at Prince Fu and finally said, "What the fourth brother said is quite reasonable. I'm afraid many people will think about this place."

The prince's face was pale, his body was soft, and he shook slightly. However, he saw the third prince beside him shouting: "Father, I believe that the eldest prince's elder brother is not the case. Today is Qianqiu's birthday. Even if the eldest prince is confused, he would not do such a confused thing. I am afraid there is some misunderstanding in the middle." His voice was loud and sonorous, full of energy, and very imposing.

But when Emperor Deqing stood quietly with his hands behind his back, he couldn't say a word, the room was suddenly covered with an extremely silenceful atmosphere.

"Bang"!

"Bang"!

Two muffled sounds, but Emperor Deqing's body was like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he kicked Prince Yin and Prince Fu's chests. The two princes were almost shocked to the ground and rolled twice. Although they were extremely shocked, they knelt on the ground in an instant and said in unison: "My son is afraid, son is afraid, please calm down your anger!"

Emperor Deqing looked at his two sons coldly and said slowly: "Your fault is to look at the copybook left by the late emperor, but he went to violate the secret instructions of the late emperor."

The two princes bowed to the ground in horror, daring not to speak.

"The late emperor wrote this word "harmony" to make you love each other, get along with each other, and be harmonious, but you two actually guessed the prince's meaning in front of me with the worst guess." Emperor Deqing's voice became stern: "Don't forget that he is your elder brother!"

The prince's pale face finally showed a hint of pride. Looking at the embarrassing attitude of his two younger brothers, he felt relieved all over. He couldn't help feeling a little fluttering. It seemed that his father was still biased against his own and still loved him.

He turned his head and looked at the third prince with his frown, his eyes becoming a little complicated, fearful, resentful, but with a hint of gratitude.

The prince was not proud for long. Emperor Deqing's figure came to him like a ghost. When he was surprised, he heard a "pop" sound, and his face was extremely hot, but Emperor Deqing slapped him hard in the face.

He was a little confused, covered his face and stared at Emperor Deqing blankly.

Emperor Deqing looked at him coldly and said in a sequel: "You have done too many things wrong today."

"Father, son minister..." The prince's face turned pale again, trying to defend himself, but he didn't know where to start.

"Of course I know that with your useless courage, of course I dare not do such a thing." Emperor Deqing's words dripped from his mouth like ice: "Your stupidity was made in such an occasion but I didn't know that your pig-like brain could not even protect your own rituals. What else can you do?"

The prince was trembling all over, not daring to speak, and not daring to look at the emperor in front of him.

"I, the Great Chu worshipped the heaven and ancestors, and everything went well, but because of your appearance, it became a laughing stock in the world, and even more damaged the country's foundation. The evil spirits came. You are really doing a good thing." Emperor Deqing seemed very excited and suddenly coughed violently.

The third prince hurriedly said, "Father, don't be angry, you...you should take care of yourself."

Emperor Deqing coughed for a long time, took out yellow silk from his arms and wiped the corners of his mouth, and then said word by word: "After returning to Beijing, you will stay honestly in the East Palace. Without my permission, you will not step out of the gate of the East Palace, so as not to make fun of the people in the world."

The prince gritted his teeth and was full of resentment, but under the majestic and fierce momentum of Emperor Deqing, he had to accept and say, "My son obeys the order!"

Although the fourth prince and the second prince were both kicked by Emperor Deqing, they were extremely frightened. When they saw Emperor Deqing slapping the prince, they even ordered that they had to leave the Eastern Palace, and they couldn't help but smile undetectable.

The imperial tomb courtyard was very quiet and depressing, and the guards and eunuchs outside all felt like they were all over their bodies.

It was just passed down and summoned the deputy commander of the Neiku to the imperial tomb to meet. Because the prince's sacrifice was kept and escorted by the deputy commander of the Neiku, His Majesty the Emperor sent an order to pay homage to him, and he asked him why this thing should not have happened.

After the ministers of the imperial tomb conveyed the decree of the emperor, they all began to leave the imperial tomb in an orderly manner and prepare to return to the capital according to the decree.

Some ministers who are kind-hearted will naturally gather together "coincidence" and say those extremely obscure words, which are nothing more than expressing their own simple views on the prince's sacrifice.

These words are always obscure, making you unable to find a trace. They naturally have their own way of speaking and a way that outsiders cannot understand.

In this era, Feng Shui superstition was popular. The prince's play was always very unlucky when worshiping heaven and ancestors. So some taboo words have begun to be circulated privately.

These taboo words are naturally directed at the prince. Such a matter that is insulting the power of the country is born to the prince. What measures will the wise emperor take to deal with this matter?

"Will the prince be deposed?"

This is something many people want to express but don’t say.

However, the experienced ministers knew that compared to the matter of worshiping heaven and ancestors, the deposed prince was even more shaking the country's foundation. It was absolutely impossible to get to this point. What's more, everyone knew that the current Holy Mother Queen Mother was trying her best to support the prince, and the obstacles to deposing the prince were too great.

But who can understand His Majesty’s thoughts now, and who dares to understand them!

The deputy commander of the Neiku soon came to the outer circle of the imperial tomb courtyard. Unfortunately, he did not come by himself, but was carried. His throat was a little like a blooming red plum blossom, and the stamens were the pierced throat.

The deputy commander of the Neiku was dead, and only his body came.

His Majesty the Emperor was busy with all kinds of things and had no intention of seeing the so-called deputy commander's body. However, the death described by the eunuchs seemed to touch the most powerful man. When he saw the blood of the plum blossoms in the throat of the deputy commander, he just sneered a few times, threw down a sentence "What a powerful sword technique", and under the escort of the eunuchs, he slowly walked towards the imperial guards he had prepared.

The prince looked at the dead deputy commander of the Neiku corpse and felt cold all over. His eyes with resentful light looked at the second prince and the fourth prince. In his consciousness, the only one of the two people might have set up such a trap to harm him. Who was it? Or, was it the condom put together by these two stings?

The purple-clothed men from Kyoto Prefecture quickly took away the body of the deputy commander of the Neiku. The murder case was born on the day of the birth of the Qianqiu and was next to His Majesty the Emperor. This is undoubtedly a shocking thing.

Wei Shantai, the prefect of Kyoto, was also one of the ministers who accompanied him this time. He personally rushed to the scene where the deputy commander of the Neiku died to investigate. He was short and his purple government was mysterious and weird. His face was covered with pockmarks and had a pair of extremely small eyes, almost narrowed into a slit. He looked like a happy old man, but when his little eyes fell on the bloodstains of plum blossoms, the pupils in his little eyes shrank sharply, and he glanced at the cold purple clothes beside him, and said lightly: "Let all brothers forget this matter, let this matter be put aside!"

So the purple clothes didn't understand why the prefect dared to provoke the King of Hell, but was afraid of the little plum blossom blood.

Wei Shantai gave these purple clothes a very clear answer: "No one in our Kyoto Prefecture is his opponent!"

Kyoto Prefecture and the Censorate are the two most powerful dark institutions and spy agencies in the hands of His Majesty. In Kyoto and even in the territory of Dachu, these two institutions cannot find out very few things.

As one of the dark institutions, Kyoto Prefecture is strong and feminine, doing things that countless evil spirits cannot do, but quietly retreated in front of the bloodstains of this plum blossom.

Why did the person who made the Kyoto Prefecture afraid of killing a small deputy commander of the Neiku? Is it really just to kill someone to silence him?

The official naturally wanted to conceal this incident in the prince's sacrifice incident, but unfortunately there were too many people present at that time, and anyone might promote this incident in an extremely secret way. As for those parties targeting the prince, they were naturally very happy to do this.

Even if it was hidden from other places in the Great Chu, it could not hide from Kyoto. Even if it was hidden from Kyoto's civilians, it could not hide from Kyoto's princes and nobles. As part of the power of Kyoto, the Prince Consort's Mansion naturally received this news. Even if everyone dared not make a loud noise, Xue Poye, who lives in the Prince Consort's Mansion, still knew the whole process of this matter.

Xue Poye had no contact with the prince, and he didn't know how the prince was. Although he vaguely heard that the prince was a stupid and violent person, Xue Poye never believed what he had not seen with his own eyes with a certain attitude.

He did not have any subjective joy or depression about this matter. In his eyes, it was just a bit bizarre time.

What he was most in his mind now was his meeting with the man in the yellow robe with Xizuo on the night before. Why did that strange and weird man in the yellow robe leave those words? Who was he?

When His Majesty the Emperor returned to Beijing last night, he did not make any moves. However, General Longyi and the third prince Liu Zizheng of the Beimo were busy with military affairs. On the second day of his birthday, that is, today, he did not take any rest, and rushed to Beimo with his personal guards.

That is what he yearns for the most.

Xue Poye was already nine parts in his heart that the Huagongwei was a member of the Yellow-robed Man, and it was a nail set in the Prince Consort's Mansion. He could insert his subordinates into the Prince Consort's Mansion. The Yellow-robed Man naturally had extraordinary abilities and identities.

So Xue Poye wanted to find out the details of the man in the yellow robe from Hua Gongwei.

The man in yellow robe knew his background clearly, but he knew nothing about him, which made Xue Poye feel a little angry.

Although Xue Poye's flesh and blood have not fully recovered, his internal breathing has been so good that it cannot be better. So today, although it is a bit difficult to see Princess Yi being able to lift a 50-pound weight, Xue Poye is still very happy.

It is a miracle that a princess can achieve such a success in a short period of time.

He personally selected a long bow suitable for Princess Yi to practice arrows in the martial arts house of the Prince Consort's Mansion. He just put a row of oranges twenty steps away and asked Princess Yi to set the target of these oranges.

It is not an easy task to practice arrows that are 300 steps away. For most people, they will also progress step by step and improve slowly.

It is common sense in the world to be anxious to eat hot tofu. Princess Yi naturally understands this principle, so she shot oranges very seriously. Every time she shot an orange, she would be happy.

Xue Poye is now able to shoot an object with a distance of 300 steps, to some extent, it is really an anomaly.

This is certainly due to his diligence and progress, and the advice of Wulachi, the saint of arrows, but it is rare to make such progress. Therefore, whenever Xue Poye is a little proud of his archery skills, he always thinks: "If you can achieve this, it may be inseparable from talent?"

Perhaps Xue Poye really has the talent for archery, so when this miraculous thing was born to him, he was just excited and did not think that this was something amazing.

In fact, this is the case. When you have experienced something yourself, the miracle in the eyes of outsiders is just a breakthrough in your own talent.
To be continued...