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"Aren't those words always spoken by you alone, eldest brother?" Shangguan Heng clapped his hands: "While so many people are around, let's hear the truth."

After he finished speaking, a man with disheveled hair and a prison uniform was brought out.

Shangguanpu glanced at Shangguan Heng.

Provide him with information to force him to take action on the emperor, let him focus all his attention on Song Jingchen, and finally run out to expose him so that he can take advantage of the fisherman. He really underestimated this third brother.

But did he think he would be defenseless at all?

The people who were brought up had dirty faces, and when they recognized who they were, the ministers began to whisper after being stunned.

"Isn't that the old prince? Why is he here?"

"Yeah! Shouldn't the old man be beheaded by this time?"

"Is King Rui robbing the court? This is too bold. That is His Majesty's will."

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With the constant discussion around, Song Jingchen's eyes never left Shangguan Heng's body from the moment the old prince appeared.

He didn't notice that there was another gaze falling on him in the field.

"My nephew, isn't King Rui making a fool of yourself?" General Xiao stood beside Song Jingchen at some point.

Why do we have to wait for the emperor to be escorted back to the meditation room before King Jing will take out the imperial edict?

Going to anger King Jing at this time, what if he doesn't do anything and slaps the emperor endlessly?

Song Jingchen regained his senses, glanced at the people in Longzhao, shook his head and said, "Watch what happens."

General Xiao: ...It's like saying nothing.

After thinking about it, he still squeezed in front of the altar, in case King Jing made a move, he could save the emperor if he got close.

Song Jingchen was about to follow, when a monk suddenly walked up to him: "Donor, this is what the donor asked the little monk to give to you."

Seeing what was in his hand, Song Jingchen's eyes narrowed and he looked in the direction he pointed.

It's Prime Minister Liu!

"Donor?" The monk reminded him aloud when he saw that he didn't answer.

Only then did Song Jingchen regain his senses, and reached out to take the wooden hairpin in his hand.

At the end of the hairpin, there is a good character that he is all too familiar with.

Thinking of something, he turned his head to look behind him, but did not find Nan Feng's figure.

Song Jingchen clenched his hand secretly, turned around and wanted to leave, but someone grabbed his wrist.

"Nephew, where are you going?"

It turned out that General Xiao walked halfway and found that Song Jingchen did not keep up and came back.

Naturally, he also saw the monk and Song Jingchen's look at Prime Minister Liu.

"Uncle Xiao, my wife may be in danger..." Song Jingchen explained patiently.

"Look at the guards around here, are you going out?" General Xiao said with a frown.

Song Jingchen broke free from General Xiao's hand: "If you can't go out, you have to go out."

"Calm down first." General Xiao had a toothache and persuaded: "My niece-in-law seems to be doing well, but it's so easy to be in danger. Don't fall for other people's tricks."

Song Jingchen was stunned for a moment, rubbed his hand on the hairpin, and turned to look at General Xiao: "Uncle Xiao is right."

General Xiao: Wouldn't it be too much persuasion?

On the altar, Shangguanpu said sadly: "Third brother, you are so bold, you dare to disobey the will of the emperor and rob the court. You are trying to rebel."

Prime Minister Liu also said with a straight face: "Your Highness Prince Rui, even if you are dissatisfied with His Majesty's letting King Jing supervise the country, you shouldn't conspire with criminals to frame others."

This is to directly attribute Shangguan Heng's actions to jealousy because he did not receive the important task of supervising the country. At that time, no matter what the old prince says, it can be regarded as slander, and even if the evidence is presented, it can be regarded as false.

After all, Shangguan Heng dared to ignore the imperial decree and go to the robbery field, what else could he do?

Shangguan Heng was so pissed that he had never seen such a person who could be beaten down.

Besides, where did the old prince rob him? It was obviously picked up by his people, okay?

But no one believes this, nor does it matter.

He pushed aside the crowd and walked to the old prince: "Uncle Huang, tell me, who did my father harm? And who caught those women?"

"No, it's not what this king did." The old man was still in fear of the guillotine, shaking his head.

Shangguan Heng rolled his eyes, and since his people picked up this man, he could only say this, plus "It's King Jing, everything is done by King Jing".

Can't even say the most important sentence now?

"Who did it, you say?" Shangguan Heng reminded in a low voice.

The old prince was stunned for a moment, and as soon as he raised his head, he met Shang Shangguanpu's hinted warning eyes. His eyes were red, his eyes were red, and he pushed the people around him and rushed to the stage: "This prince is going to kill you..."

"Quick, stop him..." Prime Minister Liu shouted loudly.

The guard hurried forward to catch him.

However, even if he was crushed to the ground, the old man was still struggling and clamoring to kill Shangguanpu.

Shouting and screaming turned into laughter, laughing and laughing and crying...

Not only those ministers, but even Shangguan Heng was a little dumbfounded.

Why does this old man look a little crazy?

"Take the person down." Shangguanpu ordered in a low voice.

Shangguan Heng widened his eyes and ran over to block in front of the old prince: "Wait a minute."

Shangguanpu sighed, as if he had nothing to do with his younger brother: "How long are you going to make a fool of yourself?"

Shangguan Heng ignored him and pulled the old prince up: "Uncle Huang, you are saying, who harmed my father, who did those things?"

The old prince flinched, a dazed look flashed across his face, and suddenly rushed towards Shangguan Heng with a ferocious face.

Shangguan Heng was thrown to the ground without defense, and before he could react, the old prince had already sat on his waist and strangled his neck: "You all want to harm this king, kill you, kill you... …”

The ministers were stunned for a while, then hurriedly called for help.

By the time the guards finally restrained the mad old prince, Shangguan Heng's eyes were already white.

Shangguan Yu squeezed in and pulled Shangguan Heng up: "Third brother, are you all right?"

Shangguan Heng gasped for breath, and waved his hand with lingering fear: "No, it's fine."

"Third brother, no matter how dissatisfied you are with my supervision of the country, you shouldn't make a fuss at this blessing ceremony. If you bump into the Buddha, can you afford it?" Shangguanpu looked down at him condescendingly.

Shangguan Heng groaned, secretly blaming the old prince for being crazy at the wrong time.

Shangguan Yu frowned slightly: "The third brother is too worried about the father."

"That's right." Shangguan Heng was agitated, and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, don't confuse the sound and sound of your words and never leave the prison country, do you really think I'm rare?"

"Everything I did was just to confirm the safety of the father. Eunuch Li said before that the father asked you to monitor the country, but I didn't say a word."

If he is charged with deliberately sabotaging the blessing ceremony, will the emperor be counted on his head if something happens to him?

Shangguan Heng felt that his mind had never turned so fast before, he looked around and noticed Song Jingchen standing in the back row.

His eyes lit up, and he ran over a few steps to grab his sleeve: "You said at the beginning that you brought your uncle into the palace because you found out that he was a key figure in abducting and selling girls, but you didn't say he was the mastermind."

"You said, who is the mastermind you found?"

Let's not talk about the assassination, but Song Jingchen, the mastermind behind the abduction and trafficking of the girl, told his second brother personally.

Worried that Song Jingchen would not tell the truth because he was greedy for life and fear of death, Shangguan Heng gritted his teeth and threatened: "You better tell the truth, otherwise this king... wants you to look good."

His words successfully made everyone turn their attention to Song Jingchen.

Because the Jingzhao Mansion was detaining women from Mingxiangju, the statement that the old prince was the mastermind was also interrogated by the Yin of Jingzhao Mansion from those women.

And Song Jingchen has been suspended from work at home since the emperor was assassinated, and he has never spoken.

Song Jingchen glanced at Shangguan Heng calmly, took out his sleeve from his hand, and turned to look at Shangguanpu.

Shangguanpu squinted his eyes and looked at him condescendingly: "Uncle Zhongyi sees what this king is doing, he can tell the truth, it's just..."

"But you must think about it clearly."

This implied warning, though subtle, was heard by most people.

Looking at Song Jingchen's eyes, he couldn't help but bring sympathy. It's not good to offend anyone with threats from both sides.

Song Jingchen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "His Royal Highness Prince Rui wants to know who was murdered by His Majesty, and whether he was imprisoned or not. Just ask His Majesty in person. What does this have to do with who is the mastermind of the girl case?"

Even if those women were captured by King Jing, can it be said that the emperor was also killed by him?

Shangguan Heng gritted his teeth in anger: "If the royal father can speak, does this king still need you to remind me?"

Didn't you see that the people in Longzhao didn't move at all after so long?

"The late emperor has his reasons for dreaming. Maybe after praying, His Majesty will be really well? Why don't His Highness Prince Rui wait any longer?" Song Jingchen said calmly.

Shangguanpu's gaze fell on Song Jingchen's face. Although he did not identify him, he did not help him either.

Doesn't it mean that Song Jingchen cares about his wife very much?

And what did he mean by that? Can the emperor really be well after praying?

What a joke!

Although he knew that praying for blessings would not make the emperor wake up, Shangguanpu subconsciously looked at a little eunuch next to the dragon.

The little eunuch nodded without a trace, and he was completely relieved.

Shangguan Heng didn't believe it either. He opened his mouth and wanted to say more, but was stopped by Shangguan Yu: "Third brother, we will talk about it after praying."

Shangguan Heng then stopped.

He may not even listen to Concubine Shu's words, but he is still willing to listen to Shangguan Yu's words.

On the side, Xuan Pingbo, who had been winking at the old prince since he saw that he was crazy, breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, it was a little embarrassing, his eyelids almost twitched and he couldn't see the grandson even a glance.

The old man was taken down by someone, and prayed for the blessing to start again.

After Shangguanpu was offering incense again, the presiding officer brought other monks around the emperor's Longzhao to recite the scriptures. Because of Shangguanheng's uproar, a ceremony lasted for more than two hours before it ended.

The ministers got up from the futon shaking their legs. They didn't talk about it early in the morning. They only used two pieces of snacks at noon, and sat on their knees for another afternoon.

The military generals are a little better, and the civil servants have suffered such crimes, all of them are like half-life, cold, hungry and tired.

If the emperor took it seriously, everyone would have to wonder if it was because of the half-life that was taken from them.

The sun was setting in the west, and it was obviously unsafe to go down the mountain at this time. King Jing had to ask the host to arrange meals and rooms for everyone.

There were a large number of people, and even two or three people with lower official positions shared a room. No matter what, Song Jingchen also had an uncle's title on him, so he was allocated a small courtyard alone.

Back in his yard, as soon as he stepped in, he suddenly met a pair of star eyes.

Even if she knew she was fine before, Song Jingchen's heart was not really letting go until he saw it at this moment.

Shen Yijia was wearing a gray monk robe and a monk hat, and her eyes turned into crescents when she smiled.

"Xiang Gong." She called sweetly.

Song Jingchen stared at her for a long while without blinking, then strode forward and hugged him into his arms: "What happened?"

Shen Yijia knew what he was referring to, and was about to explain, but paused when she thought of something: "Let's talk about it in the house."

Only then did Song Jingchen realize that Mo Yuan and Yitong were there...

After returning to the room, Shen Yijia told her about seeing Liu Piao Piao.

"The aunt of Mingxiang Curie is her. She has always been by Shangguanpu's side." Shen Yijia sighed.

In fact, as soon as Liu Piaopiao spoke, she remembered that the familiar voice she heard in Mingxiangju that time was Liu Piaopiao's.

She didn't directly dismantle it, but just wanted to see what she wanted to do.

After drinking the cup of tea, she secretly took a drop of spiritual liquid and pretended to faint.

I don't want to wait for a long time but wait until the tip of my nose is filled with a smelly thing...

She has studied with Mo Yuan for so long, and she naturally knows that the tea is a kind of Mongolian sweat with strong medicinal properties.

And that stinky one is the antidote.

Although it was a pity to waste a drop of spiritual fluid, she still pretended to wake up.

Then Liu Piao Piao said, "Just think I took revenge for my parents."

"She also leaked the album?" Song Jingchen narrowed his eyes.

This was something he hadn't thought of. After all, Liu Piaopiao gave them the album. If she wanted to surrender, she could go to Shangguanpu with the album from the beginning.

Shen Yijia nodded, because of the album, Shangguanpu wanted to arrest Li, they threatened Song Jingchen, and finally killed Widow Wang...

Liu Piao Piao, can be regarded as the culprit.

But……

"She said that she needs to gain the trust of Shangguanpu." Shen Yijia frowned and frowned: "She also sent the letter informing us that the old prince was drugged by the late emperor."

There are more or less reasons for hating her, whether Shangguan Pu can successfully kill her and Song Jingchen is not a loss.

Although she didn't say it clearly, as long as she was not a fool, Liu Piao Piao knew that she could understand the meaning.

Intellectually, Liu Piaopiao knew that Shen Yijia did nothing wrong, but emotionally she couldn't forgive her.

Song Jingchen was stunned, he had previously felt that the act of sending the letter and the previous vague reminder were not done by the same person.

"Those things have nothing to do with you, you don't have to feel guilty." He pulled Shen Yijia into his arms, stretched out his hand to help her smooth the wrinkles on her brow little by little, and comforted her softly.

"I'm not guilty." Shen Yijia shook her head: "If I want to avenge Aunt Wang again, should I kill Shangguanpu or kill Liu Piaopiao together."

"But she saved a lot of people..."

Song Jingchen paused: "Those women in Xunyang City?"

Shen Yijia nodded.

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