Chapter 27 He Lan Chushi is dead

"Prince! Du Chuke has left the prison cell of the Dali Temple. His Majesty has also sent soldiers from the Zuotunwei, the personal guards of the Prince of Wei, and the prison guards of the Dali Temple to guard the prison together."

"Should we also apply to His Majesty to go and help guard? I'm worried that they will force He Lan Chushi, which will be bad for you, the Crown Prince." Du He said.

He Lan Chushi doesn't need to be forced. I'm afraid he has already rebelled!

Li Chengqian naturally wouldn't tell Du He these words in his heart.

"No need! A small prison doesn't need so many people. We won't join in the excitement! Let them go and suffer on their own!" Li Chengqian said.

There is no need for him to mobilize a large number of troops for a dead person. This will help him get rid of suspicion. Once He Lan Chushi dies, no one will suspect him as the prince.

"So! Your Highness! What should we do now?" Du He asked.

"Wait!" Li Chengqian said.

"Wait? Wait for what? Prince! The current situation is not favorable to us. Once He Lan Chushi betrays you, it will be too late for us to turn the tables."

"Why don't we take the initiative! Maybe we can seize the opportunity and turn danger into safety!" Du He persuaded Li Chengqian earnestly.

He really couldn't understand why the prince was so stupid? Could it be that he couldn't see that the current situation was not favorable to his side?

If you don't fight back now, do you have to wait until the enemy puts a knife on your neck before you fight back? By then, it will be too late.

"Du He, don't worry! After tonight, the one you should be afraid of is the King of Wei." Li Chengqian looked at Du He meaningfully.

Du He met Li Chengqian's eyes and immediately understood that the prince had already made preparations. It was not that the prince would not fight back, but that the other party had already made a move.

In Furong Garden, the lights were bright.

Li Tai was feasting with the ministers who supported him in seizing the throne to celebrate the upcoming victory. The Furong Garden was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

"Ah! No..." At this time, a loud shout came from the Dali Temple prison, which could be heard from a long distance.

The yamen runners, the soldiers of the Left Guard, and the personal guards of the Prince of Wei who heard the noise outside rushed in.

"What happened?" The left guard general asked hurriedly.

The serious criminals imprisoned inside were very serious. If something happened under their strict guard, they could not afford it.

"The prisoner hit the wall and committed suicide..." the prisoner said in panic.

"What?" The left guard general was shocked! He rushed forward to check.

He saw that He Lan Chushi had already fallen at the foot of the wall and was motionless, as if he was dead. The bloodstain on the wall was so dazzling.

"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you open the prison door quickly and see if there is still hope!" Wang Fangyi, the military commander of the Prince of Wei's personal palace, shouted.

The jailer finally reacted and hurriedly took out the key to open the cell door. After banging for a long time, he finally opened the cell door.

Everyone rushed in to check. The jailer turned He Lan Chushi over, face up, with a broken forehead and dried blood on it.

The jailer stepped forward and put his hand in front of He Lan Chushi's nose to see if he was still breathing. After a check, the jailer concluded that He Lan Chushi was dead.

"General, General! The prisoner He Lan Chushi is dead and there is no way to save him." The jailer shook his head.

"What should we do now! We are not good caretakers of the prisoner. If we are blamed, we will be finished." The General of the Left Tunwei was a little flustered.

"Now is not the time to pursue responsibility. We should send someone to report the situation here to His Majesty and His Highness." Wang Fangyi reminded.

"There is also a blood letter here. It should be written by the prisoner before he died." A prison guard handed the blood letter found in He Lan Chushi's hand to the left Xiaowei Zhonglangjiang.

This blood letter should be written by tearing the clothes from He Lan Chushi's body and then biting his finger.

It can be judged from the missing corner of He Lan Chushi's prison clothes and the obvious bite marks on the fingers of his right hand.

The Lieutenant Colonel of the Left Guard knew that the situation was urgent and did not care about so many things. He took the blood letter and did not have time to read it. He hurriedly left the cell to report to his superiors, who then reported to the Second Emperor Li in the palace.

Wang Fangyi also left the prison and went back to report the situation to Li Tai. The three parties were all in a hurry to report the situation to their superiors.

On Zhuque Street, a mysterious man walked out of the darkness. He was wearing a black robe and a hat, and knelt on one knee in front of a young man.

The young man on horseback said, "You did a good job this time! Did anyone notice it, or leave any clues?"

"Don't worry, young master! I have handled everything! No one will suspect you, and it is even more impossible for anyone to know about this."

"Everyone will think that the prisoner He Lan Chushi in the Dali Temple prison committed suicide because of Du Chuke."

"It was the Minister of Works Du Chuke who forced He Lan Chushi to commit suicide." The mysterious man said.

"Very good! Now you go to the East Palace to pass on the news! I will contact you if there is anything in the future." The young man said.

"Yes!" The mysterious man took the order, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared directly into the night.

The young man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, whipped the horse and left.

That night, Li Chengqian received a secret report with four words written on it: Mission accomplished! After reading it, Li Chengqian burned it.

When the Second Emperor Li in the palace learned that He Lan Chushi had committed suicide out of fear of crime, he was furious!

He immediately ordered people to bring the Supreme Court Minister Sun Fujia, the Minister of Justice Li Daozon and the Imperial History Doctor Ma Zhouxuan to the palace for questioning overnight.

"He Lan Chushi died after hitting his head against the wall! How did you handle it? How could such a mistake happen? How can I explain to the world and to Hou Junji?" The Second Emperor Li roared at the three ministers.

The three of them were silent!

Finally, the Imperial Secretary Ma Zhou stood up first and said, "Your Majesty! The prison of the Dali Temple is guarded by people from the Dali Temple. When something like this happened, it was the fault of Sun Fuga, the Minister of the Dali Temple."

After hearing this, Sun Fuga quit on the spot! If the blame for the crime of negligence was put on Sun Fuga's head, his career would be over.

"Ma Zhou, don't talk nonsense in front of Your Majesty!" Sun Fuga pointed at Ma Zhou and said.

"Your Majesty! This is definitely not my fault! The people guarding the prison are not only our people from the Dali Temple, but also the soldiers of the Zuotunwei and the personal guards of the King of Wei's in-laws' palace."

"I just learned about what happened in the prison."

"The person was imprisoned in your Dali Temple prison, and now he is dead there. You have no responsibility, so who is responsible? Can you say it is your Majesty's fault?" Ma Zhou continued.

"You..." Sun Fujia was speechless for a moment! If he dared to say it was the fault of His Majesty Li II, he would be finished.