Tang Dynasty: Father, if you don't rebel, I will!

"It was all the Crown Prince's doing that made me do it!"

Wei Ting cried out, his tears mixed with blood and snot, looking utterly wretched.

However, Changsun Wuji, who was still holding a whip in his hand, froze instantly upon hearing the other party's words, but then, in the next second...

"Snapped!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Madam Wei's second wife convulsed, her eyes rolled back, and she was in so much pain that she almost fainted.

Changsun Wuji was panting heavily.

"Dishonest, you're even trying to be dishonest with this old man, and you're trying to sow discord?"

"Wei Ting! Well done! I'm starting to look at you in a new light!"

"I'd like to see if you'll still dare to play tricks on me after I drag your mother in front of you and beat her half to death!"

He cursed angrily, raising his riding whip once more.

"No, no, I mean the Crown Prince! I mean the Crown Prince! Not the current Crown Prince!"

Wei Ting watched as his frail second wife was about to be whipped to death on the spot.

He hurriedly began to explain.

Hear the words.

Changsun Wuji slowly turned his head, his eyes filled with cold admiration, which, combined with the sinister smile on the other's lips, made Wei Ting's heart skip a beat again.

“Hehehe..…”

"Hahahahaha!"

"The Hidden Crown Prince... Heh, what a Hidden Crown Prince... Wei Ting, you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin..."

Changsun Wuji was so angry that he laughed instead, and suddenly waved his hand.

"Someone, please invite our Old Madam Wei in. Let her see her own son, and our Lord Wei's attire today. Is she satisfied?"

No sooner had the words been spoken than the Imperial Guards dragged in an old and disheveled figure.

She watched as her mother, Old Madam Wei, was casually tossed to the ground with a thud, as if being thrown away as trash.

Wei Ting's face turned completely pale.

"Mother, Mother, no... Changsun Wuji, do you have no humanity left? You are also the Empress's own brother. Aren't you worried that your actions today will be despised by your colleagues in the court?!"

"you....."

Changsun Wuji sneered, watching the horrified Old Madam Wei, who was about to get up to check on Wei Ting's injuries, without even blinking.

"You have no sense of propriety! Madam Wei is so old, why don't you quickly let her sit down?"

"No, don't touch my mother! You old scoundrel Changsun! If you harm my mother today, I, Wei Ting, will never forgive you!!!"

"Let go of my mother! You...do you have no humanity left?!"

"Changsun Wuji! Your Changsun clan is also a prestigious family, why are you so relentlessly pressuring me! I'm not lying to you!"

Changsun Wuji looked at Wei Ting, who was screaming in despair and trying to struggle, but was tightly bound to the torture chair, and shook his head.

"Still being stubborn! I was there the day the Crown Prince died."

"I kicked the Crown Prince's head like a ball, and he's still alive? Does that mean I'm the one who's dead? Is everything we've been through just a dream on the road to the underworld?"

"Hmph! Torture them!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Ting hurriedly shouted.

"I saw him! I really saw the Crown Prince! I really saw him, right in front of me, at Hanting Temple in Yuexi County. There's no mistake, I saw the Crown Prince in broad daylight!"

"He's not dead. He made me do this. He told me to assist Buddhism, to use the Wei family's connections in Bingzhou, and to collude with those Buddhist criminals. It was all the Crown Prince's order!"

Wei Ting cried and shouted, and upon hearing what the other party said, Changsun Wuji's brows slowly furrowed.

He raised his hand, signaling the Imperial Guards to slow down.

He strode up to Wei Ting, grabbed the man's hair, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"You're saying you really saw the Hidden Crown Prince? In broad daylight? In person?"

Wei Ting suffered a tingling pain in his scalp, and his whole body was convulsing uncontrollably from the pain.

He nodded hastily.

Seemingly afraid that Changsun Wuji, who was already somewhat insane, wouldn't believe him, he tortured his mother.

"When I was demoted to Yuexi County, I thought I would spend the rest of my life there. But then I remembered that my mother's birthday was coming up soon. She loved Buddhist scriptures, and I had heard that Abbot Juexin of Hanting Temple was a highly accomplished monk with profound knowledge of Buddhism. He had even helped a madman find his scattered soul..."

The more Wei Ting spoke, the deeper Changsun Wuji's brows furrowed.

"I went to visit him and told him my identity. We quickly had a pleasant conversation. The monk Juexin seemed to know everything about astronomy and geography, and he also had many insights into court affairs."

"As we chatted, he suddenly asked me about my time working for the Crown Prince. Since we were alone, I told him a few things, and then..."

Wei Ting's pupils contracted, as if he had imagined some unbelievable scene.

"I ate a vegetarian meal at Hanting Temple and stayed there for the night. When I woke up the next day, I saw... I saw..."

Changsun Wuji's gaze was dangerous: "I saw the Hidden Crown Prince Li Jiancheng?!"

Wei Ting nodded hurriedly.

"I don't believe it either! I thought it was a ghost, but I actually touched it. The Crown Prince said that the one who died in Chang'an was a fake body, and that..."

"impossible!!!"

"When the Emperor Emeritus summoned Prince Qi and the Crown Prince, did he dare to use a so-called false identity to meet the Emperor?! Wei Ting! You still won't tell the truth!"

"Guards, bring the torture on!!!"

"No! No, Lord Changsun, no! I, I'm telling the truth! I, Wei Ting, swear on the ancestors of the Wei clan of Jingzhao that if I'm lying, may my ancestors in the underworld never sleep, and may my descendants be wiped out!"

"I really didn't lie to you!"

suddenly.

Wei Ting seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes widened instantly.

“Letters! There are letters hidden in the secret compartment of my desk in my study! They are letters between me and the Crown Prince. You can tell from the handwriting that every word I say is true!”

"Woooooooo..."

Seeing Wei Ting, who was completely broken down, Changsun Wuji took a deep breath.

Things have developed in a way that has completely exceeded his expectations.

He would never believe that the story of Li Jiancheng's death back then was a hoax.

"Hmph! Someone, bring that letter to this old man!"

Ganlu Temple.

When Changsun Wuji hurriedly brought the items he had found at Wei Ting's residence, along with his confession, to Li Shimin.

Li Shimin was so startled that he immediately stood up.

"How can this be!?"

Fang Xuanling frowned, leaning close to Li Shimin, holding a letter from the so-called "Hidden Crown Prince" to Wei Ting, and carefully reading it word by word.

It seems they wanted to find some flaws in it.

"Hiss... This, it really is the Hidden Crown Prince's handwriting?"

As the greatest enemy of the former Prince Qin's mansion, how could Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui not recognize Li Jiancheng's handwriting? But that's where the problem lies.

If Li Jiancheng died in a fake body that day...

Could it be that even his own brothers, Li Shimin and Li Yuanji, couldn't recognize him?

Could it be that he doesn't even recognize his nephew, Li Chengqian?

Could it be that Wei Zheng and his former officials from the Eastern Palace couldn't recognize him?

"Your Majesty! Although the handwriting is not easily discernible, it can still be imitated. In my humble opinion, the claim that the Crown Prince is not dead is a lie. All of this is the work of the Buddhist Hanting Temple!"

Du Ruhui snorted coldly.

"Your Majesty, it seems that the scoundrels within Buddhism have not yet been completely eradicated! I request permission to personally travel to Yuexi County to thoroughly investigate this matter!"

Li Shimin pondered, looking at Wei Ting's confession in his hand.

His brows were furrowed.

After a long silence, he nodded slightly, but then shook his head.

“Those bald monks in the Buddhist sect do have some martial arts skills after all. Keming, your illness hasn't fully healed yet, so it's not advisable for you to travel so far… Li Junxian!”

Li Junxian, the leader of the Hundred Cavalry Division, strode out.

"You will personally lead a team of elite cavalry to Yuexi County! Conduct a secret investigation, and do not alert the enemy!"

"I want to personally confirm whether my dear elder brother is a human or a ghost!"

Li Junxian: "Yes!"

As everyone left one by one.

Li Shimin looked at the dark sky outside and remained silent for a long time before suddenly giving an order to his personal eunuch, Fan Qi.

"Go, take a group of men, sneak out of the palace, and dig up the Crown Prince's grave for me! See if there's still a body inside the coffin!"

Fan Qi: "This servant obeys the decree!"

Amidst the fluttering of wings, several carrier pigeons flew out from the Changsun residence in Chang'an City, circling twice in the sky.

Flying towards Bingzhou Road...