Chapter 348 The Ninth Prince Can’t Be Alive, This Must Be a Fake
tNow the emperor has more generals than just Chu Mu at his disposal.
And there is the Ninth Prince who just returned.
He was the God of War Prince back then.
The madman who was addicted to blood on the battlefield.
The day after Chu Mu was assassinated, news spread that the Ninth Prince was an imposter and was imprisoned in the Sky Prison awaiting execution.
In order to increase credibility, the emperor arranged a parade for the Ninth Prince, and the officers and soldiers removed the human skin mask on his face in public.
Some of the people who were originally skeptical began to believe it.
But not many people believe it.
Just when all parties were still in doubt.
The two protagonists are hiding in the general's mansion, analyzing the current situation.
The Ninth Prince glanced at Shen Zhao and said, “In recent days, you asked that idiot Xie Yuheng to guard the city gate. Only because of his status and brain, others would not be suspicious.
In the next two days, a large number of scouting forces will be pouring into Kyoto. Tell that kid to be smart and secretly send someone to follow them. This is a good opportunity; maybe we can find their hiding places."
"They couldn't hold back any longer."
Shen Zhao frowned and said, "The prince and the others will believe that I was assassinated. Are you pretending?"
The Ninth Prince’s eyes instantly dimmed, “At least the Sixth Prince will believe that you were assassinated. As for the claim that I’m an imposter… they firmly believe it!
After all, I died before them, hanging on the city wall for a day and a night."
A luxurious garden somewhere in Kyoto.
"I killed Old Nine with my own hands. I pierced him through with my long sword. I personally sniffed his breath. He couldn't possibly be alive. If he had been as obedient as before and allowed me to manipulate him, how could I and my brothers have been willing to kill him together?"
The old servant beside him responded respectfully.
"It's all because the Ninth Prince didn't know what was going on; his death is not worth it. The Second and Sixth Princes are preparing to march directly to the capital, and the Third Prince in the palace can't hold back any longer. After all, his and the Queen's biological daughter is still imprisoned in the Dali Temple.
Master, the Fifth Prince and the Grand Princess have written to you, asking when you will take action."
The man turned around, and a face covered with burns, like that of an evil ghost, appeared in the eyes of the old servant.
The old servant lowered his head quickly. Ever since the prince's face was disfigured after escaping death, he had become extremely angry and hated others seeing his face the most.
"My eldest sister and the fifth brother have been having a happy time together for so long, and now she only remembers that he has me, the fourth brother."
"A pair of rotten ants, rotten to the core. They want to use me as their pawns so they can reap the benefits. Do they really think I don't know who ruined my face?"
The eyes of the four kings flashed with immense hatred.
She was his elder sister, born of the same mother as him, and he respected her very much.
When his elder brother forced the emperor to abdicate, killed his father and brothers, he escaped safely.
It was his eldest sister who sent someone to deliver a letter to him asking for help.
He returned to Kyoto without hesitation and went to the princess's mansion to rescue her.
Thinking of the scene when his eldest sister kicked him off the carriage and ran away with the fifth brother, he wished he could torture them both to death.
In order to survive, he was like a stray dog in Kyoto, hiding among the dead and in beggars' dens.
In the end, he was sold to that kind of place. In order to survive and avoid being humiliated, he burned down the brothel that disgusted him.
Unfortunately, he was drugged and was discovered when he was escaping. The brothel owner ordered his men to throw him into the fire.
The disgusting burn marks on this face and body were left at that time.
If his people had not rescued him later, he would have been killed by that evil couple.
Whenever it rained, the scars on his body would itch terribly, tormenting him to the point of feeling worse than death.
His revenge was not only on the emperor who had killed him to avenge Lao Jiu, but also on that adulterous couple.
"Write back to the Princess, saying that I will join the Second and Sixth Princes in a rebellion, and ask them to prepare early. After all, after the eldest prince is driven from the throne, someone else will need to take it."
That pair of bastards will definitely pack up their things and come to Kyoto City immediately.
When the time comes, he will repay them a hundredfold or a thousandfold for the suffering he endured in the past.
Over the years, he has been secretly investigating the whereabouts of the couple, but they are hiding very well.
Although they exchanged letters, he never found any trace of them.
They were also on guard against him.
The residence of Hu, the official in charge of history.
"Your Highness, this is a good opportunity. I wonder when Your Highness will take action?" Hu Zheng poured tea for the man dressed as a servant with a diligent look on his face.
Respectfully handed the water to the man.
This person was none other than the Eighth Prince who was rescued by Hu Zheng that year.
The Eighth Prince is not as handsome as the other princes. He has an ordinary appearance.
After middle age, people look more ordinary.
He was no different from the other servants in the Hu Mansion.
He took the tea, and a hint of viciousness flashed across his honest face.
"No rush."
The Eighth Prince was not anxious, but Hu Zheng was, because he still had the leverage in the hands of the man surnamed Chu.
"Your Highness, now is a great opportunity. After Prince Zhong was assassinated, the camp in the capital was already in disarray and without a leader. They will definitely be vulnerable when the time comes."
"Both the Chen and Wu families are planning a rebellion. They will definitely sit back and watch the fight and will not offer any assistance."
"And the Ninth Prince, he's a fake and a fraud. I don't know which prince arranged for him to be in there."
"If Your Highness doesn't take action now and lets others take advantage, Your Highness will truly lose that position."
Hu Zheng’s analysis was very logical.
A hint of contempt flashed across the Eighth Prince's eyes, his expression unchanged as he said:
"Have you seen Chu Mu himself? Have you seen the wounds he was stabbed in?"
Hu Zheng was stunned. "The news is spreading like wildfire outside, and the emperor has been alarmed. Waves of imperial physicians have been sent to the general's mansion."
"Your Highness, I know you are always cautious. There are many people with various powers among those imperial doctors. I believe there must be one of yours. Others cannot detect it, but those imperial doctors who have been to the General's Mansion will definitely know whether Chu Mu was really assassinated."
He did receive news from his subordinates that these imperial doctors were indeed sent to the General's Mansion to treat Chu Mu.
I also saw the wounded.
But when the imperial doctors arrived, Chu Mu's entire head was covered with gauze.
Only a pair of eyes were revealed.
No one could be sure whether this person was Chu Mu, but the wounds all over his body were real.
This made him doubt the authenticity of the matter.
"Wait and see what happens, don't rush."
"It won't be too late to take action after my good brothers arrive."
Although Hu Zheng was anxious when he heard this, he didn't dare to say anything.
But he thought of something and asked, "Your Majesty, why do you suspect that Chu Mu was faking the assassination, but don't doubt the authenticity of someone impersonating the Ninth Prince?
I saw that fake Ninth Prince a few days ago, and his demeanor didn't seem fake."
This made him very confused.
A hint of sneer spread across the Eighth Prince's lips. "I personally hung his body on the city wall. He was already dead, so how could he come back alive after so many years?"
No one knew that he was afraid that the fourth brother had not been able to kill the ninth brother completely, so he stabbed the ninth brother eight times on the city wall. Those eight stabs would have killed a person, not to mention a living person.
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