Chapter 321 Who is he?
If he really dares to order the massacre of Yicheng, my father can step down too.
"This is troublesome." Prince Duan's worry was superficial and lacked sincerity.
"In this case, I will immediately draft a memorial to report this matter to my father, and submit it to the court together with Yan Jianzheng's memorial before the flood, so that they can serve as evidence for each other."
"If the emperor has any questions, I will take on some of the responsibility for Yan Jianzheng to relieve his worries."
The confused Yan Jian was grateful.
Your Highness Prince Duan is truly a good man.
"I would like to thank His Royal Highness Prince Duan for his great kindness."
Yan Jian was truly afraid that His Majesty would be angry with him and exterminate his entire clan in a rage.
Now, with His Royal Highness Prince Duan standing in front of him, he can be said to have saved his life.
Prince Duan waved his hand and said, "It's a matter of destiny, not human power."
"Yan Jianzheng is also an innocent person."
Yan Jian's heart was pounding as he heard the word "heaven's condemnation".
Your Highness Prince Duan simply characterized the death of Master Xuan Xi?
Somehow he felt like he was on a pirate ship.
It's still the kind of pirate ship that will either succeed or die.
Yan Jian was recalling the chaotic celestial phenomenon when a chill ran up his spine and quickly spread throughout his body.
Is His Royal Highness Prince Duan planning to rebel and usurp the throne?
Suddenly, Yan Jianzheng couldn't help but tremble all over.
"Chief Yan, are you cold?" Prince Duan looked at the rain outside the window, took off his raincoat and hung it on the clothes hanger beside him, and asked with a frown.
It’s mid-May, the height of summer.
Even if it rains heavily, it will never be too cold.
Yan Jianzheng pursed his lips and shook his head. "He is old and useless. Maybe he has caught a cold. I will boil some medicine for him to drink when I return to my room."
"It was my negligence." Prince Duan stepped aside to make way.
Yan Jian was forcing himself to smile when Cang Huang left.
He just wanted to be a charlatan who lived a life of idleness and waited for death, and didn't want to be involved in any trouble.
How did the previous chief of Qintian Prison die?
It's just that he doesn't know his own worth, and as a cultivator he wants to get a piece of the pie from a group of dirty-minded people who play power games.
He learned his lesson and stopped listening, watching, hearing and asking questions.
In the end, no matter who gets the flower, he is still him.
Prince Duan ordered the guards who were accompanying him to find an empty room to rest. He himself looked at the Master Xuan Xi who was smashed beyond recognition over and over again, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
If the Xie family knew about this, they would feel a little comforted.
Well, after hearing the news, Empress Dowager Xie, who had lived in Changning Palace for a long time, could also smile and feel happy.
As for the father.
Just be angry.
My father claims to be the true dragon emperor. How can a mere rage harm the dragon's body?
A long time.
Prince Duan raised his head with satisfaction, turned around and left.
After changing into a light and dry robe, he knocked on Lu Mingchao's door.
Lu Mingchao: ???
No, does the royal family have some serious hereditary disease?
Jing likes to do things in the same room with a married woman in the middle of the night.
Lu Mingchao sighed, lit all the candles in the room, knocked on the wall next door with a small iron hammer, and then opened the door.
Prince Duan and Lu Yao stood side by side.
One is gentle and elegant, the other is cool and picturesque.
Lu Yao's dark hair was loosely tied up with only a gray-black headband. The night breeze blew gently, and it was difficult to tell whether it was the headband or the hair fluttering in the wind.
There was still some sleepiness between his brows. He yawned and covered his mouth with his hands. He walked into the room first and randomly chose a chair to sit down.
His elbows were resting on the armrests of the wooden chair, his cheeks resting on his palms.
Besides being cool and quiet, it also adds a bit of laziness and fatigue.
Lu Yao said that he was really tired.
During the time in Wanxing, he dug ditches and carried soil and stones during the day, and at night he had to carry bags of rice and grain that the Ming Dynasty had created out of thin air and stored in advance in a warehouse on high ground. When he had some free time, he would write letters to Mr. Yu, telling him everything he had seen and heard.
He felt that he was a mule who could not rest from his job.
Even mules get sleepy, okay?
Prince Duan sat on a wooden chair beside Lu Yao, and the faint aroma of incense filled the air.
Lu Yao forced himself to perk up a bit and glanced at Prince Duan inconspicuously. It was good to be in a high position and have great power. At such a critical moment, his robes were also scented with fragrance.
There were lightning and thunder outside the window, and raindrops were hitting the green tiles and windows, making a lot of noise.
At this time, even people with good hearing cannot hear the conversation in the room which is deliberately lowered.
"How did you do it?" Prince Duan couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
Lu Mingchao took a sip of the water in the cup and pretended to be dumb. "What?
Prince Duan pointed to the room where Master Xuanxi's body was placed.
Lu Mingchao gently put down the teacup in his hand and frowned, "Your Highness, it really wasn't me."
"After receiving the message from His Highness, I did plan to eliminate Master Xuanxi according to His Highness's order."
"We had planned to use the rising water level to accomplish our mission, but who would have thought that before the right opportunity came, Master Xuanxi's house was struck by lightning."
"It's strange to say, the thunder seemed to have eyes, and only struck the room where Master Xuanxi was."
"In that situation, no one dared to rush in to rescue people."
"When the thunder died down, Master Xuanxi had already been smashed to pieces by the fallen beams."
"Your Highness, Master Xuan Xi was struck by lightning twice, both times in full view of the public."
Prince Duan was skeptical, and his eyes scanned Lu Mingchao again and again with suspicion.
"It's really not you?"
“It’s really not me.”
"I thought this was a surprise from you."
Lu Mingchao curled his lips perfunctorily and said unhappily, "If I had the ability to draw lightning to my own use, I would have killed Lu Minghui on the day she returned to her ancestral home."
Prince Duan thought about it and felt that there was some truth in it. He dispelled his doubts and said quietly, "Maybe it really is God's will."
Lu Mingchao frowned slightly, hiding his sparkling eyes.
His fingertips stroked the cup on the table, and he asked casually, "Why does His Royal Highness Prince Duan hate Master Xuanxi so much?"
Was it also because he instigated the emperor to kill his nephew and seize the throne?
Prince Duan twitched his fingers in his sleeves, raised his eyes and asked, "What about you?"
"Why do you hate him?"
Prince Duan was also testing.
Lu Mingchao looked calm and said without hesitation, "Because he wants to save me."
"I am attached to the mundane world, where I have parents, brothers, husband, children, relatives and friends. But the old bald donkey always says that I have a connection with Buddha and persuades me to convert to Buddhism."
"What's the reason, Your Highness?"
Prince Duan paused for every word and said loudly, "He deserves to die."
"Lu Mingchao, before I came here, I went to Changning Palace to visit the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother gave me the Buddhist beads that had been with her for many years."
Lu Mingchao said calmly, "Your Highness is kind and filial."
"Gone?" Prince Duan was stunned.
Lu Mingchao looked puzzled. "What else?"
"Does Your Highness need lavish compliments?"
"What I mean is, who exactly is Xie Sui?" Prince Duan asked bluntly.
"Ayan's elder brother." Lu Mingchao's tone was sincere.
Prince Duan looked at Lu Mingchao with burning eyes. "Before leaving Beijing, I sneaked into the tomb of Emperor Jingxiang through the secret passage left by the craftsmen and opened the coffin of Shu Dajian."
"Shu Dajian's coffin is empty."
I want to take her into the palace.