Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Sleepless nights?

Rao was Zongluo, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Yuan Jia said last time that Emperor Yuan relied on his good health in the early years, not only did he revise the memorials overnight, but he even waited until he finished the morning court and danced a sword before returning to the dormitory to take a bath and rest.

This is simply a superhuman routine, and only young people have this kind of artificial capital.

In those two years, Da Yuan was indeed in a bad situation. The country had undergone bloody changes, and there was a large army of Wei outside the country. Zong Luo, who had not been a few months old, took his nanny to Wei Guo as a hostage. Thanks to Emperor Yuan's hard work and hard work, he was able to pull up such a huge country.

It's just that Yuan Jia mentioned Yuan Emperor's body repeatedly in front of him, his tone was full of worry, coupled with the memory changes that Shizong Luo had actually experienced before——

He hardly thought about it, he just hurriedly nodded towards those who were waiting for him in the distance, and followed the chamberlain towards Zhang Gong.

The words Yu Beizhou said last night still left some traces in Zong Luo's heart.

What does it mean to go too early and hate the wrong person from beginning to end?

It's a pity that there is no follow-up to this sentence. In the absence of necessary conditions, Zongluo cannot draw more and more useful information.

But this incident still left some traces in his heart, but he didn't dare to think deeply about it, whether rationally or emotionally.

Passing through the blue-gray palace stone road, we finally reached the majestic palace.

Zong Luo calmed down, but unexpectedly saw a familiar figure kneeling at the entrance of Zhang Palace, and Yuan Jia who was waiting here.

Seeing him coming, the expression on Yuan Jia's face loosened a little: "His Royal Highness."

"Just now the guards came to report that His Majesty just went to the imperial prison. Your Highness might as well go to the palace to sit and rest and wait slowly."

Prison? That should be something that was found out about the drug administration last night?

"Okay, please trouble Eunuch Yuan."

Zong Luo's eyes swept over Zong Hongjiu, who was kneeling at the entrance of Zhang Palace, without a trace.

That's right, the one kneeling here is Zong Hongjiu, the little devil who does everything in his day.

The latter was still wearing the mian robe that he hadn't taken off at the palace banquet last night, with his head drooping and his eyes looking red. When he saw Zong Luo, his expression instantly turned grim. It is hard to imagine such a vicious look on the face of a ten-year-old child.

Relying on Bai Ling's falsification, Zong Luo crossed him without squinting, and was surprised.

Although Zong Luo knew in his heart that the two culprits in previous lives, Zong Hongjiu and Zong Chengsi, did not escape. But after all, these two are princes, and one is the most favored son of Emperor Yuan. Not to mention that they can't be stupid enough to prescribe drugs in public and don't plan to die for the ghost. Even if they are found out, and the victim only has one Weiguo proton, it is estimated that it will be picked up high and put down gently, which will not be serious.

It's just that the current situation seems to be different from what he guessed.

The imperial prison is usually a prison where the emperor personally orders the arrest of prisoners. When the Rong family rebelled and the rumors leaked, they used torture to extort a confession in the imperial prison, and then a lot of follow-ups were involved like pulling carrots and mud.

Because of this, in the hearts of all people, Chao Prison is a place that is thousands of times more terrifying than the Great Abyss. Even if the prison is entered, even if the punishment is cruel, and the fingers and toes are cut off, there may be a chance to come out alive. However, as long as you enter the prison, there is absolutely no way to survive.

After entering the hall, he turned around and stopped Yuan Jia, who was about to leave, and asked in a low voice, "What happened last night, Eunuch Yuan—"

Emperor Yuan did not issue a seal order. Since the Third Highness asked, Yuan Jia would naturally not answer.

After Zongluo vomited blood last night, Emperor Yuan was furious and ordered the King of Beining to seal the palace and take charge of the overall situation.

The ninth prince, who was also using traditional Chinese medicine, went to the side hall to rest. After screening, a sommelier finally summoned the courage to step forward and reveal some clues.

"When the slave servant went to the side hall to fetch the wine, he put down the plate and went to the Gong's room. When he came back, he saw a few dark shadows sneaking in front of the plate, and he didn't know what he was doing. The slave servant was at that time. Frightened in my heart, I picked up the knife that opened the altar and waved it at him."

At that time, the King of Beining narrowed his eyes and did not say whether he believed it or not, but directly ordered the Guards to investigate.

"Who was it found out in the end?" Zongluo's mind flashed an absurd guess.

Yuan Jia sighed: "There are no people in the hall, but when Royal Doctor Lin was giving medicine to His Highness, he saw a fresh wound on the arm of His Highness."

This wound was made by a number of servants when wearing the Mianfu at that time. He was dragged down and beaten to death. Although Zong Hongjiu can save lives, he will not preach that if a servant hurts him, he will kill people, but use the name of offending the prince. There are not many people in the palace when changing clothes. Gone.

"However, even though these were found out at the time, King Beining did not directly convict them, but escorted all the people involved, including the sommelier who provided the evidence. After His Majesty came back, he lost his temper and convicted them. All were imprisoned and ordered to interrogate the King of Beining in person."

When Zong Luo came, Emperor Yuan happened to receive a report from his servants, saying that the King of Beining had found the key evidence that the mastermind was the Ninth Prince, so he put it down.

And Zong Hongjiu resisted at first, desperately arguing, asking three questions. Later, when I learned the news of the prison, I knew that the situation was over, and I was so frightened that I hurriedly knelt down here.

In any case, he couldn't figure out where he was exposed.

Because he left the hall ahead of time, Zong Hongjiu didn't know that the future development had completely deviated from his and Zong Chengsi's plan, and was instead stabbed in the back by the other party.

Mingming had arranged for a surrogate ghost, but Emperor Yuan, uncharacteristically, ordered him to be sent to the imperial prison for a thorough investigation.

In a place like a prison, if you don't tell the truth after entering, you can't even give a happy death. Even if the surrogate ghost agreed to die for his mother, he never thought that he would be punished.

It happened that an emergency happened, and Zong Hongjiu was in the palace again, so he could not be contacted to plan this matter with him for a while, and provided Zong Chengsi, who was full of Tingchun.

On the contrary, Zong Luo in the hall was very emotional.

Who would have thought that Zong Hongjiu would really be missed in this life.

When Zong Ruichen described his dream to him earlier, he mentioned that although Emperor Yuan saw the scene of the imperial disobedience, anyone with a discerning eye could see the medicine, so he ordered Yuan Jia to check. It was only after the inner servant at the back made a eloquent mention of the third prince, which angered Emperor Yuan, and then the case was settled hastily.

How can I do it all over again, Zong Hongjiu did not calculate the person who should be calculated, but suffered retribution.

After Yuan Jia left, Zong Luo sat alone in Zhang Palace.

After a few incense sticks, the sound of "His Majesty is here" came from outside.

Zong Hongjiu, who was kneeling on the ground, listened to it, and quickly squeezed out a few tears, and repeatedly asked the father and emperor to spare his life.

Obviously, after going to the imperial prison, Emperor Yuan's mood became worse and worse.

He didn't even give Zong Hongjiu a look, and coldly ordered the guards to send the ninth prince back to his palace, block it with heavy troops, and were not allowed to take half a step until he was sent off.

This means that the evidence is conclusive and awaits conviction.

Zong Hongjiu softened like a pool of mud, and was taken away by the silent guard with his arms raised. He cried and shouted bitterly along the way, and no one who heard it dared to look sideways.

Once upon a time, this person was the one who needed to be served the most in the palace besides Emperor Yuan. When the queen concubine saw her, she had to coax her in a harmonious voice, and she always took the lead when she was divided.

But who would have thought that such a recognized master under Cheng Huan's knees, after committing a crime, His Majesty would also show no mercy at all, but coldly put down a word of business.

Intention to murder the emperor's heir is a capital crime.

Gradually, the begging for mercy resounded through the court, until it was no longer heard.

Footsteps came from outside the gate.

Emperor Yuan stepped into the incense burning hall, and at a glance he saw the white-robed prince quietly kneeling beside him.

Although he was still covered with white silk, his complexion was indeed much more rosy than when he vomited blood and passed out while lying on the collapsed not long ago.

"His Majesty."

When Zong Luo heard the voice and stood up to salute, Yuan Jia also brought a cup of soothing tea at the right time.

Emperor Yuan walked to the desk where he usually dealt with memorials, sat down, took a few sips of tea, and finally suppressed the anger that was throbbing in his forehead.

After the anger was suppressed, the exhaustion from not sleeping all night came up.

He subconsciously waved his hand, realizing that Zong Luo can't see now, and then he said firmly: "Come here."

Zong Luo obediently stepped forward.

"I have instructed Yuan Jia to clean up Yuchun Palace, and you will move in later."

Zong Luo was stunned.

According to tradition, the prince naturally needs to live in the palace. There are also palaces reserved for the prince in the palace. After the prince ascends the throne, he will form his own team. Therefore, although it is not stated in the etiquette system, and the previous dynasty moved the capital once again, everyone knows that the palace where the princes lived in the past dynasties is Yuchun Palace.

Even if he knew in his heart that Emperor Yuan didn't mean that at all, it was really difficult for Zong Luo to restrain himself from thinking too much about the sudden occurrence of these words.

"Father, I'm afraid this is not in line with rites."

He was about to speak, but was interrupted impatiently by Emperor Yuan: "You are the Prince Xiaoke whom I personally pursued, and after the New Year, the ceremony of witch sacrifices has also been put on the agenda. How about staying for a while?"

Yes, the shamanic ceremony, temporarily stay.

These two words, like a basin of cold water poured down, completely pulled Zong Luo out of the unrealistic illusion.

"Last time, I told you thousands of times, you're good, and I went back to the old fourth place that night, and didn't come back until midnight."

Emperor Yuan sneered: "Before your eyes are cured, you will let me live in the palace honestly, and come according to the access control of the palace."

There is nothing wrong with this statement. After all, all the adult princes have left the palace to build a mansion, and they have never returned to the palace to live again. With so many palaces to choose from, the only one who can live is Yuchun Palace.

"Young and the fourth are mixed together, what kind of thing is he, I am the master of the world! He has it, and I have it too! Be humble and embarrassed, and I will hang out with him next time, and I will not break your legs!"

After finishing the harsh words, the emperor in the black dragon robe rubbed his eyes a little tiredly: "Take the things on the table! Yuan Jia, take him to Yuchun Palace to see if there is anything else to buy. The things that you need to be moved from the Third Prince’s Mansion together today.”

After Zong Luo left Zhang Palace, he secretly opened the things that Emperor Yuan had just asked him to take away.

Inside was a very familiar elixir.

It was the one that Zong Chengsi gave to Emperor Yuan at the banquet.

Claiming to have obtained the elixir from the immortal tomb, it took three whole years to collect a pot of medicinal materials, and the master asked the master to open the pot to make pills, and only then did he get one elixir, which only the supreme beings in the world were qualified to consume.

Zongluo knew about this elixir because after taking it in his previous life, Emperor Yuan's hidden wounds and illnesses from his earlier years were indeed much better. During that time, his whole face was completely new, so Longyan was very happy and rewarded him with a lot of good things. to the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

He did not suspect that Emperor Yuan's sudden illness was related to this elixir.

However, Zong Chengsi announced the formula, and Emperor Yuan was suspicious by nature. Before taking it, he would definitely go to the Taiyuan Hospital for inspection, or directly to Taiwu for divination. The physical metaphysics method was two-pronged, and he would only take it if there was no mistake.

This is really an elixir that can't be bought by a thousand gold, the only one in the world.

Zongluo finally understood what Emperor Fang Caiyuan meant when he said that the fourth child was nothing and that he was humiliating and humiliating.

It turned out that from the beginning to the end, the layout of his own clan Chengsi was seen in his eyes.

He silently lowered his hand and closed the brocade box.

For the first time after being reborn, he felt a little lost.