That evening the prime minister had received a record of every word and action of these ministers.

The prime minister was quite satisfied with the efficiency. After all, in his opinion, he wanted to control the entire court in the future and he must cultivate his own power.

After looking through some records, the disdain in the prime minister's eyes became more and more obvious.

These people actually want to help the little prince ascend to the throne. It is simply a fantasy.

In the Prime Minister's opinion, these people's thoughts and tactics were just like children playing house.

It's nothing more than a simple trick like giving advice to the emperor.

No wonder, the little prince hasn't shown up for a long time. With the brains of these people, there is no chance of them getting anything done.

"This is strange. Since they are not from the young prince's side, who among us can do this and hide the emperor without anyone noticing?"

The prime minister walked back and forth in the study, thinking and deducing over and over again.

Suddenly, the prime minister stopped, touched his chin, and said to himself with a hesitant look: "Could it be Zhao Ji? But the news that he was seriously ill was indeed true. How could it be possible? In this case, he can still participate in the palace?"

Although the prime minister wanted to doubt Zhao Ji, the false news Zhao Ji had released before was too true, and few people in the court did not know that Zhao Ji was seriously ill.

The prime minister had also sent people to investigate, but they were all perfunctorily dealt with by Zhao Ji's people.

"Now we can only try our best. We can't let any suspect go!"

That night, Zhao Ji could feel that something was wrong in his mansion.

After Zhao Ji practiced the innate skills, his six senses became much sharper than before, so he was able to easily realize that there should be some strangers lurking in some unknown corner in his stomach.

This made Zhao Ji realize that the prime minister began to focus his attention on him.

Fortunately, Zhao Ji had been prepared. Now these people could only see Zhao Ji who was seriously ill and coughing in his house.

However, those who came to investigate secretly did not know that the so-called seriously ill person was actually the emperor in disguise!

Zhao Ji deliberately dressed the emperor in clothes similar to his own and made some other arrangements to confuse the emperor.

The emperor is in very poor health now and he coughs constantly every night. This is very similar to the symptoms of his serious illness that Zhao Ji had spread before.

When those who came to investigate saw this situation, they thought that Zhao Ji was seriously ill, and they had been searching the mansion for a long time.

Didn't see any suspicious persons.

Even the servants in Zhao Ji's yard were very normal. Basically, those who were supposed to work were working, and it was impossible to tell which ones were in disguise.

Zhao Ji's situation was quickly reported to the prime minister, who was also a little puzzled. In his opinion, Zhao Ji always felt that he fell ill too quickly.

But his subordinates described in vivid detail the various symptoms Zhao Ji displayed when he was ill.

The prime minister had to believe that Zhao Ji was indeed sick now.

Moreover, he was very ill and had no energy at all to participate in the affairs of the palace.

At this time, the prime minister had recently taken control of the court, and coupled with his previous grievances with Zhao Ji, he wanted to kill him.

Zhao Ji had threatened the prime minister before. If the prime minister dared to do anything bad to him, Zhao Ji would tell others that the third prince was from the prime minister's lineage.

The prime minister did not dare to take action against Zhao Ji at that time, but now Zhao Ji has become completely destitute, and even if Zhao Ji wanted to tell the emperor about the matter, he could not find the emperor.

So the prime minister revealed a sinister look and said to the people in the air: "Find an opportunity to make Zhao Ji seriously ill and die!"

In the past few days, the housekeeper of Zhao Ji's mansion discovered that there were always some sneaky people wandering around the mansion.

So the housekeeper quickly reported the matter to Zhao Ji, but Zhao Ji said not to worry about it.

Obviously, everything is still within Zhao Ji's expectations.

At the same time, a rumor suddenly spread among the people.

It is said that the emperor is no longer in the palace and has been kidnapped.

And some people describe it vividly.

Soon, all the news and messages reached the ears of the prime minister.

"How come there is such a rumor all of a sudden? Have you found out who spread it?"

The prime minister's face was gloomy. Anyone who could say this at this time must be connected with the person who took away the emperor's power.

Following the clues, a thin man was soon brought before the prime minister.

The prime minister sneered, looked at the man and said, "Who gave you the courage to make up rumors about the emperor?"

The thin man shivered just right, as if he was extremely scared.

"Your Excellency, I... I don't know anything. Please don't bother with me. I have elderly parents and children at home. I beg you to spare my life!"

The man knelt on the ground in fear.

But the Prime Minister will not let this person go so easily. He has been investigating privately for so long but has not found any clues. Now that a clue has finally come to him, the Prime Minister will definitely not let it go.

"Just tell me why you spread this rumor, or if you have any other clues, I will not harm your life, and I will even give you ten taels of gold!"

As the prime minister spoke, he saw the greed on the man's face, so he felt more relieved.

The man hesitated for a moment, as if struggling, and then said to the prime minister: "The reason why I said this is actually because I was bragging after drinking. It's just because I saw some people bragging about this in the tavern...

These people insisted that they had done something extremely powerful and that it was related to the emperor. They also said that the emperor was not in the palace now. They said that the protesters in the palace were just a bunch of good-for-nothings and that they could not find out anything at all! "

When the Prime Minister heard this, he couldn't help but lean forward a little, and asked anxiously: "Do you remember what those people look like? Do you know where they live?"

The thin man seemed to be frightened by the prime minister's earnest look. He stepped back repeatedly and knelt on the ground trembling: "I don't know about these things! Prime Minister, please let me go. I don't need the gold, I just want to save my life!"

How could the Prime Minister let this clue go so easily? He put away the smile on his face and asked again with a serious face: "Are there any other clues about these people?"

The thin man was trembling and kneeling on the ground, seemingly trying his best to recall the past.