"Your Majesty, what you said makes sense," Fang Zhonglian said, pausing and pondering. "It seems that the Zhao family must be destroyed."
Zhong Zhiheng didn't say anything, but just lowered his eyes and looked at the bright green jade ring on his thumb. After a while, he said slowly: "Since the Prince of Pingxi has made up his mind to become the son-in-law of the Turks, and the Prince of An is staying in Ningguta peacefully, then it's time for us to talk about the past."
Fang Zhonglian was startled. Then he whispered, "Your Majesty, do you mean... to bring up the major case from 20 years ago?"
"The major case of the past 20 years was instigated by Zhao Changrong. So many years have passed. It can be said that it is a complete case for him to finish it." Zhong Zhiheng sneered.
"Yes, Your Majesty is wise." Fang Zhonglian stood up and bowed deeply to Zhong Zhiheng.
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Prince Rong's Palace.
study.
After the morning court session, Zhong Mingzheng returned to the palace. He locked himself in the study and drank one cup after another. This is how he spent the past few days. After returning from the court session, he got himself drunk. Then he slept all day long and went to the palace the next day, reeking of alcohol. He knew that Zhong Zhiheng must have something against him, and that Zhong Minge must be laughing at him. But he just couldn't help it. His mother died suddenly and was accused of slaughtering the princes. What could he think? What could he do? Could he go and question Zhong Zhiheng?
He couldn't, so he could only hide in his house like a coward, drinking one cup after another.
Yes, he was such a coward. His mother died inexplicably, but he, as a son, didn't even dare to fart! He didn't even dare to cry, and could only indulge himself in alcohol in his own little world. Could there be anyone more cowardly than him?
"Your Highness, you can't drink anymore! Your Highness! Please stop!" When Da'an heard that Zhong Mingzheng was drinking again, she hurried over from the front yard. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Zhong Mingzheng slumped on the ground, holding a wine pot in one hand and a wine glass in the other. She was so anxious that she hurriedly poured a cup of tea, then walked over and handed it to Zhong Mingzheng, frowning and saying, "Your Highness, I know that you must be depressed because of the sudden death of the Imperial Concubine, but if you continue like this, my father will be angry, and then he will definitely punish you..."
"Get lost!" Zhong Mingzheng roared, while pushing Da'an to the ground fiercely. He didn't care that the boiling hot tea was poured on Da'an's face. Zhong Mingzheng supported himself on the couch and stood up diagonally. He looked at Da'an who was covering her face and screaming on the ground. The more he looked, the more disgusted he became. He raised his foot and kicked her hard, cursing, "You bitch! How dare you ignore me and my mother! You rely on your father's support, don't you?! Ha, I have tolerated you for a long time! But you always come to me, well! Today I will give you a quick death! So that you won't show off in front of me again in the future!"
"Ah! Help! Help! Your Highness! Stop! Stop!" Da'an rolled on the ground to avoid Zhong Mingzheng's punches and kicks, but how could a woman like her fight against a drunk man? Seeing that she had already crawled to the corner of the wall and had no way to escape, Da'an stood up with the help of the wall, her back straight against the wall, looking at the man who stumbled towards her step by step in horror. She watched Zhong Mingzheng stop in front of her, then raised the wine pot in his hand high and was about to smash it down on her head...
"Bang!"
With a dull sound, the wine jug in Zhong Mingzheng's hand fell on the carpet and rolled a few times, making the carpet wet with wine. Then, Zhong Mingzheng fell backwards suddenly to the ground.
Da'an stared and gasped for breath, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses. She looked at the man lying in front of her in fear, and at the pomegranate-wrapped gold-beaded hairpin inserted into his chest. Suddenly, her legs went weak and she sat down on the ground with a plop.
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