Chapter 258 On the Road

Inside the main hall.

The Prince of Han was standing in the corner with two big footprints on his butt.

Jingzhao Yin had a solemn expression on his face and said in a deep voice: "It could be an accident that the Crown Prince lost the first death-free gold medal, but it is impossible that the second one was lost by the Prince. Someone must have stolen the gold medal."

The King of Han was incredulous and said, "I have kept the gold medal in a brocade box close to my body. How could it be stolen without anyone noticing?"

Jingzhao Yin said slowly: "Normal people can't do it, but among the various families, there are indeed people who can do this. Not to mention the thieves who have already broken their inheritance, the legendary calligraphers, and the strategists alone, it is not difficult to do this. As long as you enter their control range, they can control people's thoughts and behaviors, and even take objects from a distance. They made His Highness take out the gold medal unconsciously and throw it out of the car window, and His Highness didn't remember it afterwards..."

When the Prince of Han recalled the abilities of the strategist, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Not only could he allow the passerby to walk into Zuiyue Tower inexplicably, he could also pinch his heart from a distance.

When he thought of the scene at that time, he felt a little pain in his chest.

At this time, Jingzhao Yin breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "In the past few hundred years, the reason why the strategists disappeared is that after the end of the Warring States Period, the countries no longer needed them. Another reason is that their abilities are too evil. Once they appear, they will be unacceptable to the people..."

As if remembering something, he looked at his son and asked, "Where did you meet that strategist?"

Lin Ting recalled for a moment and murmured, "I, I met him on the street."

Jing Zhao Yin asked, "You met a stranger on the street. How could you trust him so much in such a short time that you even asked him to help you plot against Li Xuanjing?"

Lin Ting was stunned for a moment, then turned pale. Could it be that he had been controlling his own thoughts?

Jingzhao Yin sighed and said, "This is why people dislike the strategists. Not only can they manipulate other people's thoughts invisibly, they are also good at strategizing and planning. A powerful strategist can control the survival of a country. Including Li Xuanjing, all of us have been calculated..."

The King of Han was furious: "Who is plotting against me?"

…

Soon, the Prince of Han and Lin Ting stood obediently in front of the two men.

Jing Zhao Yin looked at the Prince of Han and asked, "How did your Highness come up with the idea of ​​taking action against Li Nuo?"

Li Gan had lost his previous arrogance and said with his head down, "Last time, the palace suffered a great loss at the hands of Li Nuo. Not only did my father not save his face, but he also killed one of our own people to make amends to Li Xuanjing. This time, it was Li Nuo again who told Lelailou to close down. I cannot swallow this anger!"

Jing Zhao Yin asked: "So you want to take revenge on him?"

Li Gan thought for a moment and said, "Not really. At that time, I hadn't thought of taking action yet. It was after the banquet..."

Jingzhao Yin immediately asked, "Which banquet was it? What happened at the banquet?"

Li Gan said: "The son of the Marquis of Jingyang talked about my father at the banquet, saying that he was afraid of Li Xuanjing. I smashed his head with a wine pot. After the banquet, I got angrier and angrier, and then..."

Jingzhao Yin sighed and said, "You and Lin Ting have both been plotted against."

At this time, a figure walked in quickly and said, "My Lord, the residence of Mr. Su is now empty..."

The Prince of Han was incredulous and asked, "What?"

Jingzhao Yin's face showed no surprise, and he said, "Go check Jingyang Bo and his son to see if they have any connection with the other princes."

Apart from Li Xuanjing, the only ones who dared to plot against the King of Han were the princes who served as regents.

Li Xuanjing was also part of someone else's plan this time, so it was naturally impossible that he did it.

The only ones left were a few brothers of the King of Han.

It would certainly be beneficial for them to make the King of Han and Li Xuanjing become enemies and cause the Wang family to be dissatisfied with the King of Han.

The man left in response, and came back an hour later, saying, "Your Excellency, I have found out that the Jingyang Marquis's Mansion has some business connections with the Rui Wang Mansion."

The King of Han suddenly realized something and said, "It's Li Rui!"

He quickly said with certainty: "It must be him. Last time, he sent someone to assassinate Li Xuanjing but failed, and was retaliated by Li Xuanjing instead, resulting in heavy losses. This time he wants to drag me into this, he really has a good plan..."

Jingzhao Yin moved his lips but said nothing.

He felt that it was too easy to find Prince Rui so easily.

But judging from these clues, Prince Rui is indeed the most suspicious.

He looked at the King of Han and asked, "Both of the gold medals of immunity from death were stolen by them. What should the young master of the Wang family do?"

The King of Han looked at the darkening sky and said, "It's too late today. Let him stay in the Dali Temple cell for one night to teach him a lesson. Chang'an is not Jinyang, not a place where he can run wild. Tomorrow, I will go to other people's houses and ask for a gold medal to save his life. At most, I will spend a little more money..."

The golden medal of immunity from death is not only possessed by kings.

It was customary for the Emperor of Daxia to give his princes a golden medal of immunity from death.

But not all princes could use it. Some golden medals of immunity from death were passed down from generation to generation.

The mansions of marquises, earls, and even viscounts may also have golden medals of immunity from death.

Jingzhao Yin also nodded.

But he still had some hidden worries in his heart.

There is a lot of hatred between the Wang family and Li Xuanjing.

The reforms they had carried out before had completely affected the interests of the aristocratic families. The major case of treason was instigated by the Wang family behind the scenes.

It is not a good thing for the Wang family's eldest son to fall into his hands.

Also, was it really King Rui who was behind this incident?

At this moment, in Prince Rui’s Palace.

It's late at night.

There was still singing and dancing in Prince Rui's palace.

Prince Rui sat on a soft couch, holding a beauty on each side, looking at the dancers dancing gracefully below and humming a cheerful tune.

For some unknown reason, the King of Han actually started fighting with Li Xuanjing.

Fight, the more intense the better.

Anyway, it's just a dog-eat-dog fight, both sides will suffer losses, he likes to see it. If one of them dies in the fight, no matter who it is, he can hold banquets for a month to celebrate.

“A-choo!”

He sneezed for no apparent reason, rubbed his nose, and said, "Someone, put on more clothes..."

“A-choo!”

Inside the Dali Temple's death row, Wang Heng also sneezed.

The cell was damp and cold at night. He was only wearing a thin prison uniform and was shivering with cold.

He has been living a life of luxury since childhood, how could he have ever experienced such hardship?

Damn it, why hasn’t Li Gan come to rescue him?

Didn’t he say he had a golden medal of immunity from death?

Although he was on death row, Wang Heng was not worried at all.

He didn't believe he was going to die.

In Jinyang, he killed at least eight people out of ten, but he never spent even a single day in jail.

During these years in Chang'an, no matter what problems he encountered, the Prince of Han's Palace was able to help him resolve them.

Death was something he had never imagined.

The cold wind that blew from nowhere made him even colder. Shivering, Wang Heng walked to the door of the cell and shouted, "Damn it, it's too cold in here! Give me some more clothes!"

As if hearing his shout, the door of the death row opened, and several figures walked up to his cell and opened his door.

"nailed it?"

Wang Heng was slightly stunned, then strode out of the cell.

Fortunately, he doesn't have to spend the night in this damn place. He has already decided which dancers will sleep with him tonight.

There was a table at the door of the death row, with a sumptuous meal on it.

Haha, did he know that he arrested someone he shouldn’t have arrested, so he specially set up a banquet to apologize to him?

Wang Heng originally disdained the food outside.

But he really didn't eat much today and was very hungry, so he tore off two chicken legs, took a few big bites of them, then grabbed a wine jug and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

It’s strange to say, after being accustomed to eating all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, this table of ordinary meals actually tastes different.

He simply sat down and ate heartily.

After a long time, he put down his chopsticks and patted his stomach in satisfaction.

An official from the Dali Temple asked, "Prince Wang, are you full?"

Wang Heng burped and said, "I'm full, I'm full. I'm telling you guys, if you want to let it go, do it sooner. You're really wasting my time..."

The Dali Temple official smiled and said, "It's good to be full. Once you're full, you can get going."

Wang Heng was slightly stunned and asked, "Which road?"

The Dali Temple official said softly, "Yellow Spring Road."

(End of this chapter)