"Any prince can do it, except Sima Chengqi." As long as he insists that the will is fake, the ministers in the court may not turn against him.
Sima Chengze spoke fiercely, foaming at the mouth, and then he realized what Lu Changgong meant.
He looked at Marquis Yongyi and Duke Shen in disbelief; he saw no sadness on their faces.
What a good way to use the opponent's strategy against him.
Sima Chengze gnashed his teeth and said, "You are so capable! You killed my men silently and transported thousands of them out of the capital without anyone noticing."
Su Sijin smiled awkwardly, "Aren't you paving the way for us? We are just playing along with your tactics."
If he hadn't used a trick to make all the people in the capital fall into a coma, it would have been unlikely that they would have been able to smuggle the person out in such a short time.
Of course, it is not impossible to transport people out of the capital, it just takes several times longer and is more difficult, but it is not a big problem.
Since they dare to use the same trick against us, they must have a foolproof plan.
"Su Sijin, it's not your place as a woman to speak freely about important court affairs." Sima Chengze became angry and embarrassed.
Without waiting for Su Sijin to take any action, Lu Changgong snatched the hand cannon from Su Sijin's hand and shot it at Sima Chengze.
When Sima Chengze tried to dodge in fear, he instinctively pulled the eunuch over to block the bullet, but it was too late. With a "bang", the bullet hit Sima Chengze's arm.
"pain……"
Sima Chengze covered his arm, gritted his teeth to endure the pain, and held the eunuch tightly, to prevent Lu Changgong from going crazy and shooting again.
but……
A cruel and foolish person will naturally not be supported by others.
In an instant, the eunuch twisted Sima Chengze to the front and held his hands tightly.
The eunuch pinched his injured arm hard, causing Sima Chengze's face to distort in pain and beads of sweat the size of beans to flow down his face.
"Your Majesty, look at my mouth. How can I call someone who is worse than a beast and killed his king and father the emperor?" The sharp and thin voice was particularly harsh in the Zichen Palace.
At the same time, the eunuch's words also caused an uproar in the Purple Palace. Sima Chengze even threatened with a livid face, "Eunuch, what nonsense are you talking about?"
The eunuch smiled softly and gently, but his eyes were like those of a hungry wolf, staring at Sima Chengze fiercely.
A shrill voice echoed in the Purple Palace for a long time, "You and Su Qiongshi personally fed the poison to the late emperor."
"Nonsense." Sima Chengze struggled desperately.
"When you fed poison to the late emperor, I hid in the darkness and watched. Fortunately, the late emperor was wise and noticed your movements. He wrote down his will and asked me to hide it."
"You... are talking nonsense." Sima Chengze believed the eunuch's words, because the truth was just as he said, that he and Su Qiongshi conspired to poison the late emperor.
So... a will? Was it really written by the late emperor?
"I served you with the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. I personally heard the late emperor recite and write down the edict word for word. I also personally saw him affix the imperial seal."
"The contents of this will are exactly the same as those written by the late emperor, word for word. The reason I am being so cozy with you is to have the will brought to light, to rectify the chaos and restore the orthodox throne."
"In this way, I will be able to live up to the late emperor's trust, and I will be able to give an account to him even in my afterlife." The eunuch's words were sincere and heartbreaking.
The eunuch wiped away his tears and continued, "I have fulfilled my mission and finally delivered the will to Zhengtong. I guarantee on my own life that this will was written by the late emperor himself."
"Eunuch dog, you... are making fun of me." Sima Chengze spat out a mouthful of blood in anger. Although he felt that the late emperor could not have written any will, after all, he valued him so much at that time.
Sima Chengqi had been missing for so long, but the late emperor never mentioned him once, not even once.
Besides, Sima Chengqi looked like his mother. Whenever the late emperor saw Sima Chengqi, he would think of that absurd and shameful night.
How could the late emperor pass the throne to Sima Chengqi since he hated him so much?
But... the eunuch's words were sincere and convincing, and his firm idea collapsed in the earthen shed.
Could it be that the late emperor had sensed his ulterior motives?
Did the late emperor realize that his own death was approaching?
"Your Highness, why don't you take out the will for everyone to review?" Su Sijin looked at Sima Chengqi and suggested.
Sima Chengqi nodded and took out a piece of high-end yellow cloth from his arms.
Sima Chengqi handed the will to Marquis Yongyi and Duke Shen.
Marquis Yongyi lived through three generations of kings, but he spent the longest time with Emperor Yuande.
I am very familiar with Emperor Yuande's handwriting.
The last stroke of Emperor Yuande is long and has a hook. Although it is very easy to imitate, the mystery lies here.
Being easy to imitate does not mean that one can imitate well. If one is not careful, it is very easy to reveal flaws.
Of course, the prerequisite is that you are particularly familiar with Emperor Yuande’s handwriting.
When Marquis Yongyi saw the will, his solemn brows relaxed instantly.
"This is the handwriting of the late emperor." Marquis Yongyi handed the edict to Duke Shen.
After reading it, Duke Shen nodded frequently, "This is the handwriting of the late emperor."
Duke Shen then passed the will to the people around him.
Without exception, everyone who has seen the will believes that it is the will of the late emperor.
The imperial edict came into Su Chun's hands. Being able to reach the level of prime minister, Su Chun was no fool. His scheming and strategy were naturally deeply recognized by Emperor Yuande.
His face turned ashen as he read the edict over and over again, knowing that the contents were written by the late emperor himself, and it was a tragic and heroic expression of his impending death.
Sima Chengze already understood that the will was most likely true.
He really didn't expect that Emperor Yuande would cause him trouble even after his death, leaving such a big loophole that made him... fall from the clouds.
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