The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Chapter 8 The Concubine’s Anger ()

"Second Master, the assassin is obviously you."

"It wasn't me, it was you who killed him. I am so young and so weak, how can I kill him? Tell me how you killed the assassin and saved my prince!" Zhao Tong picked up the short knife on the ground.

He said fiddling with it.

Looking at the prince's eyes and the knife in his hand, Jianxi, who had just regained his composure, began to tremble again. However, he was not stupid, otherwise he would not have stood out among hundreds of small yellow gates and become the prince's chief.

He quickly figured out that the prince did not want others to know that he had killed the assassin, and wanted him to take the blame. If he did not agree, he did not dare to think that the prince would kill such a powerful assassin with just one move.

Yes, it is even easier to kill yourself.

"I was the one who killed him. We were playing in the garden, and suddenly we encountered an assassin who wanted to kill the prince. I stepped forward and shouted, grabbed the knife from his hand, and killed him!" Jian Xi figured it out and immediately recognized it.

Breast said.

"Haha, you are so awesome. How did those two little Huangmen die? You fool, you will reveal your secrets when others ask. Think again!" Zhao Tong laughed and cursed, hanging his head in joy and thinking with a grimace.

He told it again after a while, but there were still many loopholes. Zhao Tong had to arrange it for him again and again to make the whole incident more reasonable.

After saying this more than ten times, Zhao Tong nodded with satisfaction. At this time, Jian Xi thought that he had killed the man, and that he was a loyal servant who risked his own life to save the prince.

"Here you go, stab him a few times, remember to bruise the original wounds!" Zhao Tong handed the knife to Jian Xi and pointed at the dead body.

"Why is this second master?" Jianxi said timidly as he looked at the dead body with eyes wide open and a ferocious look on his face.

"You said that you stabbed the assassin seven or eight times, but there were only two wounds on his body. No one believed it!" Zhao Tong put the knife into Jian Xi's hand and said. Jian Xi now understood that he was completely screwed.

The prince's pirate ship was stolen. He was cruel, took the knife, walked to the body, closed his eyes and stabbed several times in succession. The blade rubbed against the bones and made a tooth-piercing sound. The blood that had not yet condensed

Sprayed him in the face.

"Oh, I'm just trying to save your life!" Zhao Tong looked at Jian Xi who was forced by him and sighed softly and said to himself. People with a discerning eye will soon understand after hearing what happened that the whole incident was carefully planned by someone.

Yes, and Jian Xi is one of them. If Jian Xi hadn't stood in front of him without hesitation when he met the assassin, Zhao Tong would have listed him as an important suspect. At that time, he would have to escape even if he didn't die.

Skin, if you do this, you will be able to take it out.

"Second Master, okay, what should we do next?" Jianxi dropped the knife and asked. At this time, he was covered in blood and looked like he had gone through a bloody battle.

"Go back immediately and don't disturb the people in the garden. That old Zhangtou may be one of them!" Zhao Tong said. When he heard the gunshot, none of the gardeners came to check, which made him suspicious.

It's better to be careful and hide in the nest before talking.

"Open the door quickly, the prince has been assassinated!" He walked around to the entrance connecting the garden and the winter garden. Jianxi supported the prince with one hand, who seemed to be about to 'die' at any moment, and beat the courtyard door hard with the other hand, shouting at the top of his lungs. These are the princes.

explained in advance.

The emperor is good at calligraphy and painting, likes poems and essays, is well versed in music, songs and dances, and is good at various entertainments. This artistic emperor who pursues many aspects of spiritual life is looking for a close friend. The imperial concubine Zheng Hongmei is beautiful in the country, solemn and elegant. She has followed the Queen Mother Xiang for many years and has a lot of experience.

She was well-educated in etiquette, knowledgeable about ancient times and modern times, knew music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was witty and lively. She often reviewed memorials on behalf of the emperor, so Concubine Zheng was very popular with the emperor and was deeply liked by the emperor.

"Your Majesty, people in the palace are spreading rumors that Your Highness wears linen clothes and sandals every day and hangs out with the villagers farming the fields. He has been studying "Hundred Family Surnames" for a year and has not yet finished it. The school teacher was so angry that he yelled.

He resigned from the library, and he smashed everything in the study, and even almost set the room on fire and burned himself to death. They all said that the Second Highness was a monster." A little yellow man replied to Concubine Zheng with a low eyebrow.

With a crisp 'snap' sound, a white jade paperweight on the desk fell into two pieces. "Who did you listen to? It's just a rumor!" Concubine Zheng, who had always been dignified and calm, pointed at a little Huangmen Emei and shouted while standing upside down.

"Your Majesty, this is not a rumor spread by me. It has spread throughout the palace. Even the sweepers know about Your Highness."

"Stop talking, go out!" The imperial concubine stood up and sat down again, waving her hands and saying, "Cuizhu, give Ning An two ounces of money!"

"Thank you for the reward!" Ning An bowed and retreated.

"Humph, the emperor has been forced out of the palace by them, and now he is still not letting him go. Do you really think that we two are easy to bully?" Concubine Zheng is ice-snow and smart. After staying in the palace for so many years, she has no idea about the dirty things inside.

He knew everything clearly. After listening to the secret report from the Xiaohuang Sect, he knew that someone had planted an informant around Zhao Tong, and passed the news back to the palace, secretly spreading it, and slandering his son. Otherwise, things would happen hundreds of miles away in the palace.

How could Li know.

"Your Majesty, are you reporting this to the Emperor?" Cuizhu asked.

"There is no need to alarm the emperor about this matter!" Concubine Zheng shook her head and said.

"Mother, Huang Daguan has returned to the palace and is waiting outside!" A little Huangman reported outside the house.

"Please come quickly, please come quickly!" Concubine Zheng said with joy on her face.

"Your Majesty, this old slave is guilty and has betrayed your Majesty's trust!" Huang Jingchen knelt down as soon as he came in. An assassin came out of the mansion and three people died. Huang Jingchen thought over and over again and did not alert the local government. Instead, he immediately banned the whole government.

No one is allowed to enter or leave, and I will report back to Beijing as soon as possible.

Back then, he and Concubine Zheng, who was also the concubine of the inner palace, served Empress Dowager Xiang. Although one of them was the master and the other was still a slave, they still had some affection after all. For the sake of the queen, Huang Jingchen was in the palace.

He lost his place, but Concubine Zheng finally took him in. After Zhao Tong left the palace, she let him follow him, escaping the persecution in the palace and giving him a safe place to retire.

"Get up, Mr. Huang, what happened?" Concubine Zheng was shocked, but she still kept calm and asked the maid to help him up quickly and move an embroidered pillar for him to sit on.

"Your Majesty, something big happened in the house the day before yesterday. Someone assassinated the prince."

"How's Tong'er doing?" Concubine Zheng stood up abruptly, her beauty pale and her former elegance gone.

"My Lady, don't be anxious. Your Majesty was just a little frightened and not injured. However, he woke up from his dreams every time and called out to your Majesty!" Huang Jingchen stepped forward to support her and said.

"Where are the guards in the mansion? What are they doing, letting assassins sneak into the mansion?"

"Oh, my dear, when I left the palace, I asked the palace to send guards to protect me, but they refused because the prince had not yet opened the palace. The slave could only ask the steward of the palace to select strong servants to stay on duty at night to protect the palace.

It was safe, and the inner courtyard was occupied by the young Huangmen at night, but they were all stupid people without martial arts skills. It was the steward of the mansion who assassinated that day, and two Xiaohuangmen were killed. Fortunately, the prince's companion was clever and found an opening.

Only after killing the assassin can the prince be saved!"

"How dare an old man like Yang Jian do this? I will not let him go!" Concubine Zheng said, waving the people in the room to leave.

"Your Majesty, this matter is not simple and should not be taken lightly. Yang Jian is now so powerful in the palace that even the queen dares to collude with foreign ministers to scheme against you. Not to mention you and me, there must be other people behind this matter, including all the stewards in the palace.

They arranged it!”

"Humph, I am no longer the beautiful Zheng that I was back then. Let them plot against my child!"

"My Majesty, the Queen has been living in seclusion since the big case in the palace. Her health is getting worse day by day. To be honest, there are not many days left. With the Emperor's love for the noble concubine, the Queen's position will belong to the Queen. Why bother now?

Becoming enemies with them will ruin things!" Seeing Concubine Zheng getting angry, Huang Jingchen hurriedly advised her.

"Have you heard about the rumors in the palace? Are Tong'er's words really so unflattering?" Concubine Zheng's face softened slightly and she sat down and said.

"After the prince came out of the palace, his temperament did change, but it was not as bad as the rumors said!" Huang Jingchen said with a smile, "The prince came into contact with mostly rural villagers in Zhuangzi, so it is inevitable that he will be infected with some of their habits!"

"Hey, does Tong'er not like reading?"

"It's true that the prince doesn't like reading, but he likes to do some strange arts and play in the countryside!" Huang Jingchen replied cautiously. He had secretly looked at the things Jian Xi got. They were all exquisitely made. He knew it was Zhao Tong's instruction.

But I don't know what it is used for.

"I don't want him to be involved in the disputes in the palace, so I reluctantly let him leave the palace. I hope that he will live a long life in the future and be a idle and wealthy prince. When I grow old, I will have someone to rely on and enjoy the happiness of family.

But some people just refused to let me get my wish. Do they really think that my words are worse than the nonsense of two Taoist priests?" said Concubine Zheng.

"Do you want to take this opportunity to let the prince return to the palace?" Huang Jingchen heard the hidden meaning and asked tentatively.

"What's wrong?" Concubine Zheng frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"Your Majesty, I think it's better to let the prince stay away for the time being. There are six or seven princes in the palace, big and small, and the prince has not yet been established. They won't all want His Highness to be Prince Taiping like your Majesty does.

It is inevitable that some people will have the desire to seize the heir, and I am afraid that the empress's wish will not be realized. It is better to let the prince grow up outside the palace and avoid these embarrassing things!" Huang Jingchen bowed and said solemnly.

"Yes!" Concubine Zheng nodded and said, "But the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. Some people in the palace are always doing something secretly. I'm worried that a child like Tong'er will not be able to escape their plot!"

"Your Majesty, I think that the Imperial City Division is now under the control of Yang Jian. If the palace guards are dispatched, there will inevitably be some oversights. Why don't we work around it and completely replace the people in the palace? The outer palace kindly asks the abbot to make arrangements.

For those who care about themselves, this is safer!" Huang Jingchen thought for a while and said.

"What the high official is considering is that I will compile a letter and send it to dad for him to arrange!" Zheng Hongmei's father, Zheng Shen, was a direct official of the palace before he became rich. Now he is just a small civil servant drinking tea and reading newspapers, with nothing to do.

I can still have a second job, run a wine shop and do some business, but since I have been in the palace for a long time, I know the ins and outs inside, so I can feel free to leave this matter to my father.

"Your Majesty is the best, so this old slave can rest assured!" Huang Jingchen saw that the imperial concubine had agreed, and he nodded happily and replied.

"I'll leave it to the officials for Zhan'er's side. I'll be the one to deal with it in the palace. I'll shut up those talkative people who are stumbling in secret and talking nonsense in front of the officials!" Concubine Zheng's expression changed.

She said solemnly, she was secretly determined to protect her son's integrity no matter what, and would not be merciful to those who secretly caused trouble. Her peaceful and noble face was full of violence, which made Huang Jingchen, who had experienced many battles in the palace, feel in his heart.

A hint of chill.