Chapter 388 The truth is slowly coming to light
In order to resolve the situation of the Great Zhou, he had to put on the clothes of the prince of Northern Qi, admit his identity, and then return to Northern Qi.
The imperial teacher naturally arranged for him to control the plague, and after he made great contributions in controlling the plague, he pushed him to the center of power.
At that time, he and Manman guessed that the imperial teacher had some plans for him.
So does the other force in the National Temple come from the Imperial Master?
Zhao Yi couldn't guess the Imperial Tutor's intentions, so he shared his suspicions with Shen Qingtan, his eyes filled with confusion. "If the Imperial Tutor was after the Northern Qi throne, he wouldn't have gone to all the trouble of bringing me here and paving the way for me. He could have chosen between the Prince of Qi and the Xian Prince to ascend the throne, and I could have continued to be his puppet emperor."
Shen Qingtan was equally puzzled, and couldn't help but recall the old grudge between the Imperial Tutor and the Lin family: "Could it be that the Empress and the Imperial Tutor also have a grudge, and that's why the Imperial Tutor is unwilling to support the Prince of Qi?"
Zhao Yi fell into deep thought. The imperial tutor and the queen had an old grudge. After overthrowing the Lin family, he would definitely continue to make plans and take action against the queen.
But the imperial teacher didn't move at all.
Unexpectedly, he thought of his mother's remains in the National Temple, and the imperial teacher would go to the National Temple every year.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yi pursed his lips and stopped talking about this topic.
He said in a deep voice: "I have a feeling that the truth will soon come to light."
Shen Qingtan said softly, "You and the Prince of Qi are the only two princes left in the capital. Whatever the Imperial Preceptor's motives are, it all depends on his next move."
At this point, Shen Qingtan sighed softly, "The King of Qi's men were caught trespassing into the Zen temple, and he was punished for it. Now the affairs he was in charge of have fallen into your hands. I'm afraid he will suspect that you set a trap to frame him and bear a grudge against you."
Zhao Yi had already thought of this and hugged Shen Qingtan sideways. The warm fragrance of her body filled his nostrils, miraculously dispelling the haze that welled up in his heart.
He tightened his arms, thankful to have her by his side: "I will be on guard against the King of Qi."
As Shen Qingtan had predicted, the Prince of Qi received ten strokes of the cane in the palace and was carried back to the Prince's Mansion by his attendants. He then ordered Chang An to come and said, "You said Zhao Yi secretly investigated the Imperial Concubine's remains in order to take her back to the Great Zhou. I believed you and went to him to cooperate with him and help him steal the Imperial Concubine's remains. What was the result?"
"In the end, Zhao Yi didn't send anyone to the National Temple. I was the only one who went, and I was caught by my father. I was beaten with a stick, confined to my room, and my power was taken away."
"Where's Zhao Yi? He didn't do anything. He just lay in the mansion picking up the big pie I gave him."
At this point, the King of Qi became very emotional. He turned over and was about to sit up, but his butt hit the cushion, causing him to grimace in pain and fall back onto the bed.
"The more I think about this, the more I feel that Zhao Yi is too insidious and cunning. He deliberately misled us, making us think that he has no interest in the throne and only wants to return to the Great Zhou."
"In order to remove this stumbling block, we must give him a helping hand. When we went to steal the remains, he deliberately led the monks to catch us."
The King of Qi pounded his pillow in anger, "I should have used stillness to control movement."
Chang An, however, felt that their plan was not thorough enough, which led to the mistakes. He had seen countless people and knew that Zhao Yi was not a mean person who would use his biological mother's remains as a bait.
He was just about to persuade the King of Qi not to confront Zhao Yi head-on. The fact that Zhao Yi's bloodline was impure alone meant that he was destined not to become the crown prince of Northern Qi.
If the King of Qi continues to oppose Zhao Yi, he will only end up making things worse.
"Your Highness..."
"Chang'an..."
The two people said in unison.
Chang An quickly said, "Please speak."
The King of Qi said in a gloomy tone, "My father ordered me to deal with Chang Yuan."
Chang An's mind went blank and the color drained from his face.
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