Long live the best

Li Mu's face was blood red!

In the next second, he took the door and ran away!

His heart was beating wildly, and he almost bumped into the guard at the door.

"Hahaha!"

Qin Yun laughed loudly, muttering to himself that this girl is too funny, yes, she is always by your side, and can be used as a pistachio.

After laughing, he ordered Tao Yang to let the imperial army escort Li Mu home safely.

"Your Majesty, do you need this old slave to inform Eunuch Xi to go to Li's house to pick up Miss Li Mu?" Elder Feng asked thoughtfully.

Qin Yun shook his head, this little girl is not suitable for the harem, it is best to be so free.

"No, by the way, Old Feng, what's the matter with this king of Zhenbei, why did his son come to the imperial capital to be domineering and domineering?"

Feng is a know-it-all.

He explained: "The king of Zhenbei is a king with a different surname who was conferred by the late emperor himself. He has made great achievements in the Great Xia war. He is also the only figure in the northwest who can check and balance the Xiliang army. His Zhenbei army is extremely brave!"

"He has only one son, Qi Ling, so he loves and favors him very much."

"Oh?"

Qin Yun's eyes lit up.

"I'm worried about something, I just come up with a solution! This time, I want to see how this King of Zhenbei came to wipe his ass, and how he came to take his only son!"

Upon hearing the words, Elder Feng suddenly realized: "Your Majesty, do you want Qi Ling to be the proton?"

Qin Yun shook his head: "No, you should not be too cruel to the ministers of the frontiers, nor should you be too fond of them."

There is wisdom in his eyes: "I have my own plan! Old Feng, you go to send a message now, let the King of Zhenbei secretly come to the imperial capital to see me, and give an explanation!"

Chapter 174 King Zhenbei enters the palace secretly, plead guilty!

At the end of the conversation, Qin Yun met with a few more people with special skills, and successfully recruited them.

Night fell.

Eunuch Xi came to report, saying that the abbot of Chaotian Temple in Zhongnanshan had sent a letter of guilt.

The letter of guilt is very formulaic. It is to condemn the Tibetan flower monk, and then to separate the relationship and ask for punishment.

After watching it, Qin Yun didn't make any response.

A thief would say that he stole things, but now Qin Yun only believes in what he found out, he Chaotian Temple, it's best not to play tricks!

Five days passed.

As Lao Jiu was imprisoned longer and longer, Concubine Dou became more and more anxious, begging to see Qin Yun one after another, saying all kinds of good things, but Qin Yun didn't buy it.

After repeated rejections, Concubine Dou was also disheartened, shed tears all day long, and locked herself in Qianfu Palace.

Even Sanqian Qingsi had a little more gray hair.

Looking at the court, no one dared to speak for the Ninth Prince.

Only because after several rounds of searches by the Ministry of Punishment and Zongzheng Temple, the illegal things were finally found in the palace!

This thing is, a dragon robe! !

It is a capital offense for the prince to hide the dragon robe privately, and it is also in the heart of the emperor.

Regardless of whether Zanghua framed the Ninth Prince or not, regardless of whether the private army was cultivated by the Ninth Prince, it is not too much to be imprisoned for a lifetime just for this dragon robe.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the momentum of Lao Jiu's overthrow, and it is unstoppable.

"Your Majesty, King Zhenbei has secretly entered the imperial capital."

"Now I'm waiting in the Taiji Hall, saying I'm pleading guilty to His Majesty, and I even brought over a dozen rare antiques in carriages, which are very valuable." Feng Lao said suddenly.

Qin Yun let go of Zheng Ruyu's thick waist, with a hint of playfulness on his expression.

"It's finally here, I've been waiting for you."

"That's right, the King of Zhenbei is quite obedient, let's go, I'll meet you."

As he spoke, he took the lead and walked ahead.

Zheng Ruyu's concubines hurriedly gave Wanfu: "Respectfully, Your Majesty!"

After a while, the magnificent Tai Chi Hall arrived.

Qin Yun Dama Jindao sat on the dragon chair, overlooking a middle-aged man kneeling below.

He was dressed in black and was extremely simple. Who would have thought that he was the minister of the northern frontier?

With a hulking back, thick eyebrows and big eyes, he was born with a murderous temperament. His neck and palms were covered with sword scars. It is impossible to imagine how he survived.

He has only four fingers on his right hand, one of which was cut off to rescue the late emperor.

So he can be a king with a different surname, while Sima Tu can only be the governor.

"Sinner, see Your Majesty!" A dull voice sounded, and Zhenbei Wang Qikeng bowed.

Qin Yun tapped the dragon chair with his fingers, and said calmly: "King Zhenbei, get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, the guilty minister dare not take the blame."

Qi Keng was still on his knees, and looked up at Qin Yun. A trace of doubt appeared on his resolute and rough cheeks. Was the weak and weak prince back then so stalwart?

"Then tell me, why don't you dare to get up?" Qin Yun smiled.

"The dog traveled to the imperial capital, contradicted and insulted His Majesty, and committed a heinous crime. As a father, I, Qi Keng, have endless connections, so I came here to plead guilty to Your Majesty!"

Qin Yun snorted coldly: "Your son didn't just contradict me, he insulted me!"

"He has no law of the king and threatens to destroy my entire royal family! He even has malicious intentions towards my woman!"

Hear it!

A man like Qi Keng who walked out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood felt a chill in his heart, and his rough cheeks became extremely ugly.

For any crime, Qi Keng is confident that His Majesty will give him some face.

But that bastard Qi Ling threatened to destroy the entire royal family, which is a taboo!As a minister of border control, he holds an army that keeps pace with Xiliang, so he is a relatively sensitive existence.