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Yan Zhui tilted his head and looked sideways at Prince Zhongxin.
His eyes flashed coldly, and his smile seemed extremely indifferent, making his handsome face even more cold and heartless:
"If you really have time, why not find out by whose hands the prince died? The case has not been solved yet. Since the prince has this free time, why not investigate and find out the prince's spirit in heaven?"
Prince Zhongxin was tense all over and his eyes were about to burst. He stared at Yan Zhui but couldn't even speak.
Fu Minghua stretched out his hand to touch the tip of his nose. Yan Zhui was bullying again.
This is like him slapping Prince Zhongxin hard in front of everyone in public, leaving him no mercy at all.
Prince Ling died due to the joint efforts of the couple. Fu Minghua guessed that Prince Zhongxin probably knew all about it, but he kept it secret.
Today¡¯s provocation is the best proof.
But if Prince Zhongxin knew that his eldest son was lost to Yan Zhui and himself, and Yan Zhui mentioned it in front of everyone, it would be extremely arrogant.
She looked at Prince Zhongxin¡¯s blue and purple face, and was so angry that she couldn¡¯t help but hold it back. Fu Minghua lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Even if the person behind this is not found, Prince Zhongxin should still keep an eye on his other son."
Yan Zhui smiled and got closer to Prince Zhongxin:
"If something happened to the eldest son, how can we guarantee that the second son will also be killed?"
He still dared to be so arrogant in front of everyone.
After blatantly threatening him, King Zhongxin's chest swelled, bloodshot eyes appeared, and his eyelids trembled as he stared at Yan Zhui.
He knew very well at the hands of whose hands his eldest son died, but now he was pretending to do so and even threatened him with his second son.
Prince Zhongxin clenched his fists and his breathing gradually became heavier. Yan Zhui was still looking at him and smiled:
"What does the prince think of what I said?"
As this added fuel to the fire, Prince Zhongxin¡¯s face became even more ugly. After a long time, he laughed twice, his face turned red with anger:
"What the King of Qin said is of course absolutely right."
The corners of his mouth were pursed, he was shaking non-stop, and the muscles in his cheeks were twitching slightly. It can be imagined that at this time, his heart was definitely not as calm as he showed on the surface.
Just as he was about to continue talking, the attendants from the back of the palace came out to sing a ceremony, and Emperor Jia'an came.
Emperor Jia'an came at a clever time. Fu Minghua glanced in the direction of Yan Zhui. She didn't believe that Emperor Jia'an didn't know about what happened in front of the palace, and was afraid he would just turn a blind eye.
No matter what, it will not be Yan Zhui who suffers. Even if King Zhongxin is resentful because of the pain of losing his son, he still has to consider the delay in the future of the emperor.
Sometimes beating a son may lead to Lao Tzu.
The timing of Emperor Jia'an's appearance was also wonderful. It happened to be when Prince Zhongxin was angry to death and his heart was boiling with rage.
The appearance of the emperor made him temporarily swallow this breath, but swallowing it does not mean that it will disappear. One day, this anger will become more and more intense, like a burning fire cooking oil, and it will definitely make Prince Zhongxin endure it one day. Unable to hold back, he lost his mind and exploded.
The father and son had planned this for a long time.
Prince Zhongxin returned to his position bitterly, with lingering anger in his heart.
No one close to him dared to look at his gloomy face. When Emperor Jia'an came out from the back of the palace, there was a moment of silence in the palace.
He did not wear the imperial crown, which represented the power of the emperor. He only wore a bright yellow uniform embroidered with dragon patterns, a red belt around his waist, and a futou on his head. It was obviously a very simple dress. However, after he appeared, there was no one in the field anymore. No one dared to make a sound anymore.
With the loud sound of the servants singing, the courtiers and women in the palace all stood up and knelt down.
Fu Minghua followed Concubine Cui and stood up after thanking her.
Jia'an glanced around the hall, allowed everyone to sit down, and asked with a smile:
"You don't have to be so restrained when you go out. This is the Liyuan Palace many years in the future. When I come here frequently, it's still when Huang Kao was alive."
Among the courtiers, Du Xuanzhen is the only one who can accept these words.
He paused for a moment before standing up and saluting:
"Taizu was good at martial arts and good at riding and shooting. Before his death, he still thought about the Yuzhaobai horse."The "Yuzhaobai" mentioned by Du Xuanzhen was a good horse that Taizu received as tribute from Dawan. Taizu loved it like a treasure. When he found an opportunity for government affairs, he would always ride a horse in Beiyuan. If he was interested, he would , and also summoned the then Emperor Jia'an to accompany him.
Recalling the late emperor, Emperor Jia'an finally showed some sincerity in his eyes.
"The emperor is top-notch and has extraordinary martial arts skills. I was always with him back then, and Taizu personally taught him step by step." His words aroused the melancholy of King Qi. He sighed and his eye circles turned red.
The emperor felt uncomfortable when he recalled the imperial examination. Naturally, none of the courtiers dared to laugh.
"I remember that when my father was alive, he was the most courageous, but he was not that strong in front of his mother alone."
The emperor and his wife had a harmonious relationship. When Taizu was conquering the world, he suffered a lot of injuries, almost fatally several times.
Although every time it was a fluke, some root causes of illness were always left behind.
"I still remember that when Taizu suffered from leg illness and was unable to walk due to pain, everyone in the Imperial Medical Office was helpless." The pain caused Taizu to have a violent temper. No one could comfort him at that time, but only the queen at that time. As soon as she came, Taizu would be No matter how painful Zu was, he was always smiling in front of her.
The tip of King Qi¡¯s nose felt sore. Emperor Jia¡¯an¡¯s words brought back memories that had been buried in his mind for a long time, and he said emotionally:
"Father once said that he was in enough pain, so why did his mother worry about him and feel uncomfortable for him? In the end, he was still the one who felt distressed." When King Qi said this, he paused and his eyes revealed The color of memories:
"So in front of his mother, he always reports good news but not bad news."
Chengri always smiled and indulged the queen's petty temper. He once suffered an arrow wound on his knee. Although it was healed, the pain was unbearable on rainy days. But no matter how painful it was, he just hugged the queen and never let go. Because of this, the queen became estranged from him because of a trivial matter, and the two were separated until death.
Emperor Jia'an was silent after hearing this.
Du Xuanzhen also sighed with emotion:
"At the beginning, Taizu once said to his ministers: 'My merits and demerits in this life will be judged by future generations. But there are three things that make me most happy.'" After Du Xuazhen said this, he did not dare to say any more. Emperor Jia'an's eye circles began to turn red and he said loudly:
"The first is to lay a foundation for my daughter to be passed down to future generations, the second is to have a loving relationship with the Queen, and the third is to have all the children come from the Queen's womb." (Remember the website address: www. .hlnovel.com