Before Zhang Wu was greeted, Xiao Jingao stood proudly with his hands folded and did not look back. He could only tell who was coming by listening to his breathing and footsteps.
"I have met Your Highness."
Zhang Wu stood in front of the prison door as usual, making a gesture of kneeling.
Xiao Jingao said as usual:
"Forget it, you are a great master after all, so you should be given a certain amount of respect."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Zhang Wu respectfully raised his head and glanced next door. Wei Ning fell straight down in a pool of blood, his head exploded into a watermelon, and his face was missing. The white brains were mixed with broken bones and blood, which was shocking.
Xiao Jingao didn't look back, but he clearly knew that Zhang Wu was looking at Prison No. 2, so he asked:
"Do you think he should be killed?"
"The villain is just a jailer, and he dare not discuss the affairs of adults."
"..."
Xiao Jing'ao's hair stood on end and he said angrily:
"You don't know what's good or bad. I've had heart-to-heart conversations with you many times, but you're not even willing to tell the truth. It's really hateful."
Zhang Wucheng bowed in fear and said:
"Your Highness, calm down. I am a stupid person by nature. I just want to hold on to my job in Tianlao and live my life in peace. I really don't dare to interfere in the grudges of adults."
"So, you have peerless military power, but you have even lost your blood?"
Xiao Jingao said angrily.
Zhang Wu was silent for a moment, activated his internal energy, and used the sound transmission technique he learned in prison and said:
"Blood is a luxury. Only those in high positions are worthy of possessing it. If someone in a low position gets angry, it will only lead to death. Please forgive me, Your Highness."
Xiao Jingyo was startled.
Zhang Wu secretly transmitted the message, obviously having concerns about Tianlao. If he had a conversation openly, he was afraid that what he said to him would appear on someone else's desk early tomorrow morning.
With this thought in mind, he immediately replied using the art of sound transmission:
"People have been cowards for a long time and have become accustomed to it. Even if you practice to be invincible, it will be difficult to regain your blood."
"So I would like to lend your Highness your hand to see if Mr. Wei's blood is bright red. If he warms up his blood, he can regain some of his blood."
Zhang Wu said calmly.
Xiao Jing'ao was stunned and then laughed.
Zhang Wu told him about Wei Ning's rape of women and the massacre of his entire family, so he expected that Wei Ning would take action. This was due to his character.
Although he was suspected of taking advantage of him, Xiao Jingao was not angry.
As a prince, he was naturally noble and possessed superior martial arts. He despised the world and could not be admired by many people in the world.
He himself has a bloody nature and hates evil as much as he hates evil. Naturally, he also hopes that the people around him will dare to do something, so that they can be regarded as like-minded.
He was originally very disappointed with Zhang Wu, but now he can look at him with a big eye.
Xiao Jingao finally turned around and made a gesture of invitation, asking Zhang Wu to sit down in the cell.
But someone was indifferent and insisted on standing in front of the prison door.
For a person who was cautious to the core, Xiao Jingao did not force himself, but just sent a voice message and asked:
"If I hadn't beaten Wei Ning to death, what were you going to do? Are you going to endure it like this?"
"I'll endure it if I have to, but if he dies unexpectedly, then I can only say it's a sin."
"..."
The corner of Xiao Jing'ao's mouth twitched, and he said angrily:
"If you had had a heart-to-heart relationship with me earlier, I wouldn't have been so impulsive. I should have let Wei Ning die tragically in Hualou, and let Wei Zheng find the murderer and suffocate him to death."
"...Good idea, but a little late."
Zhang Wuzan asked:
"Master Wei will definitely come to the prison later. How will His Highness prepare to deal with it?"
"Killing one is killing, and killing two is killing. It's better to eliminate the root cause."
Ignoring the horrified Zhang Wu, Xiao Jin Ao smiled strangely and said:
"You might as well tell me more about Wei Zheng's evil deeds. If he dares to hate me again, I will have a reason to kill him."
"..."
For a moment, Zhang Wu's blood boiled and he wanted to tell the truth about how Wei Zheng had raised bandits and had Pang Heihu and the others massacre the village and kill the fourth-rank officials of the imperial court.
However, by doing this, Xiao Jingao might really kill Wei Zheng, so what would he do?
Although he is a prince, if he kills ministers wantonly and fails in the fight for the throne, he may be doomed and give some people an excuse to kill his brother.
Zhang Wu immediately replied:
"I don't know much about Master Wei."
"Yeah?"
Xiao Jingao smiled and said nothing. The moment Zhang Wu's heart beat faster, he had the answer in his heart.
Zhang Wu didn’t want to talk about Wei Zheng anymore, so he changed the subject and asked:
"The mutiny of the First Assistant failed. With His Highness's strength, it shouldn't be difficult to escape from the palace. How could he be captured without any help?"
"The mutiny was not what I wanted, it was just my grandfather who insisted on having his own way."
Xiao Jingao said calmly:
"Although I also covet the throne, I can't do anything like killing my own brother. Besides, I also know that I'm not the material to be an emperor. I only want to experience the feeling of being the only one in my world when I fight for the throne."
"If Your Highness is unwilling, there is still a chance."
Zhang Wu sent a message to advise:
"This prison is of no use to you. If you want to leave, no one can stop you. As long as you regain control of the 200,000 border troops, the outcome is uncertain."
"Forget it, no more fighting."
Xiao Jingao waved his hand, shook his head and said through the message:
"For me, this throne is something that I have, and it doesn't matter if I don't have it. At that time, I was running up and down the capital to contact my old subordinates. I just didn't want my grandpa to be sad."
After a pause, Xiao Jingao sighed and said:
"It has only been a few years since the barbarian invasion, and the people have suffered a lot. If, because of my own selfish desires, I start another rebellion that subjugates the country, making the people miserable, and I have to bear the infamy of killing my brother and my father, I won't be happy even if I become the emperor."
"
Zhang Wu's lips trembled, and he gritted his teeth and expressed his heart:
"In the struggle for imperial power, either you die or I die. Are you, Your Highness, prepared to be slaughtered by others?"
Xiao Jingao glanced in the direction of the palace and said firmly:
"The only people in this world who can kill me are my father and my second brother."
"If my father wants to kill me, this body of flesh and blood was given to me by him. All I have to do is give my life back to him."
"If the second brother wants to kill me, he will be unkind, but I can't be unjust. If he succeeds, it's okay to give him this life."
"you……"
Zhang Wu's heart was shocked, and he felt something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound for a long time.
At this moment, he understood why Xiao Jingao followed the imperial edict and stayed in the prison without any resistance.
Power and status are not attractive to him.
What he cares about is family affection, relatives, father, and brothers.
It is not difficult for ordinary people to respect their parents, fulfill their filial piety, and love each other with their brothers, but for Xiao Jingao, who was born into the royal family, it is a luxury.
He hated the palace struggle, so he practiced martial arts hard, hid far away from the palace, and was always leading troops to fight and defend the territory.
But for things like imperial power, you can't just fight if you don't want to.
Zhao Kuangyin wore a yellow robe, and countless military generals wanted him to become the emperor, gain the merit of serving the dragon, become a hero of the founding of the country, be crowned king and prime minister, and enjoy all the glory.
The same goes for Xiao Jingao.
Perhaps from the beginning, he had anticipated his current outcome, but he had no choice but to go on.
You have entrusted the hopes and ardent expectations of countless people, generals, relatives and friends, mother, grandpa... They will not be willing to do anything until they reach a dead end and cut off the thoughts of these people.
Now, everything is as everyone wishes.
The chief minister, Xie Ruilin, was executed by the whole family. Last month, the third prince's biological mother, Concubine De, was thrown into the cold palace. Many generals of the border army were also secretly executed.
Xiao Jing'ao failed to live up to everyone's expectations and did not ascend to the throne.
But he tried hard, but his skills were inferior to others and he couldn't compete. He didn't owe those people anything.
Although Xiao Jingao is in jail at this moment, he is relaxed.