The Record of Reemployment of the Laid-off Emperor

When I left the palace, it was raining.

Today, the eighth day of the eighth month, coincides with the [-]th birthday of the old lady in Da Sima's mansion, which is a remarkable longevity.The old lady believes in Buddhism, and spends her days at Lingjiu Temple cultivating her body and comprehending Zen, so she won't go down the mountain in her spare time.

The Lingjiu Temple was bustling with hundreds of banquet tables, and the famous people in Beijing came all over the place. The turbid fireworks and the bitter Zen fragrance were intertwined, making it very choking.

I'm here too, with Jiang Xingzheng.

As the No. [-] villain, everyone knows that my intentions are not good, but no one dares to neglect the Crown Prince face to face.

The old birthday star took the main seat, and I sat on her lower left.As soon as you look up, you can see the goose-like face of the old man, and the deep or shallow ravines are full of shrewdness and calculation.

At least in my eyes, if she really converts to Buddhism wholeheartedly, why bother to throw a big banquet to destroy the peace of the Tathagata?

Tired of watching old immortals, I turned my eyes away and looked for Qi Guanwei in the venue.

There was no one.

I snorted heavily and left the table.

What a Qi Guanwei, I listened to flattery and lies while sitting with me, but he slipped away quickly instead.

That being said, it's not that enemies don't get together.

I happened to run into Qi Guanwei head to head within two steps.

A row of tall sycamore trees was planted on the hill behind Lingjiu Temple, and Qi Guanwei stood behind the sycamore tree, looking forward with burning eyes.

I was a little curious about what he was looking at, so I temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​a sneak attack, and walked up behind Qi Guanwei to follow his line of sight.

He obviously noticed me, but just leaned over and put his fingers to his lips.

Between the branches and leaves, I saw a Buddhist shrine in front of me. The mountain was mixed, and I could vaguely see two figures in front of the shrine.

I can barely recognize one of them, it is Xu Shangyi from the palace, but I can't recognize the other one.

"Zuo Situ," Qi Guanwei said suddenly, his voice was extremely low.

Zuo Situ?My mind moved slightly, and I vaguely remembered who mentioned this to me?

"My brother left early, leaving only such a disgraceful villain. My father and mother will spoil him badly, and spoil his temper forever. Although that villain is naughty, he will never do anything that kills people. There must be misunderstandings in this.”

"Zuo Cong fell in love with the wife of Doufu Lang in Ximenfang, but failed to coerce and lure him. In a fit of anger, he bribed the murderer and killed all six of Doufu Lang's family members. Now Zuo Cong is being held in Dali Temple on bail pending trial, and the court will open tomorrow. The emperor sits in the hall , Your Highness didn't know about the case of Zuo Cong being interrogated in person?" Qi Guan said in a slightly mocking tone.

There was a buzzing in my head, and I finally remembered who said it. It turned out that it was really a big deal.

The conversation between the two people next to the altar is still going on, this time it is Xu Shangyi who I am familiar with.

"Master Zuo, don't worry, I watched Cong'er grow up, I still don't know his character? Cong'er must have been framed by a traitor this time, alas, this child has never suffered since childhood, the dungeon in Dali Temple How will he treat him? His Majesty will return Cong'er's innocence tomorrow, Mr. Zuo will go to Haosheng to comfort the two elders, and the student will guarantee that your son will return home safely in a few days, and he will not lose a hair."

you know?You know shit!

A burst of anger rushed from my internal organs to my forehead, burning my mind unconsciously, who in the whole Beijing doesn't know what Zuo Cong is?He's just a bastard who's been so bad, my eyes are red, and I'm about to rush out with all my strength and grab those two dogs who are guarded by officials and send them to prison together!

Shu'er's arms tightened, I glared at Qi Guanwei angrily, and made a gasp from my chest, "Let go!"

Qi Guan Wei was much stronger than me, and forced me to walk in the opposite direction, until he entered the depths of the parasol forest, he suddenly let go.

I was struggling all the way, and the sudden release of my hand caused me to lose my balance and suddenly fell to the ground.

"You see clearly, that's Zuo Situ, Situ." Qi Guan stared at me slightly, and emphasized Situ twice.

I fell into the pile of fallen leaves and retorted loudly, "Gu is the prince!"

"Prince?" These two words lingered in Qi Guanwei's mouth, and finally spit out mixed with white smoke, which woke me up like two slaps.

Yeah, I'm nothing, I can't do anything.

The anger was extinguished, leaving waves of daze.

Wicked people can talk nonsense in front of the altar, and the Buddha who is sympathetic to all living beings can only quietly watch the ugliness of the world.

Can't do anything.

Qi Guan walked away slightly, I staggered to catch up, "Do you have a solution?"

He didn't turn his head back, "Tomorrow the emperor will personally interrogate, he will be fair and holy."

Qingyangtu, Son of Heaven, my biological father.

Even if the poisonous coral that Qi Guan dutifully sent into the Eastern Palace was placed in front of him, he could only repeat with a pale face, "What is the misunderstanding? There must be a mistake." At that time, he looked at me with begging eyes, begging me to swallow it. Grievance and fear.

Once he couldn't save his own son, and tomorrow he won't be able to save the innocent soul who can't rest in peace.

I know better than anyone.

Qi Guanwei's back completely disappeared into the distance, and I didn't chase after him.Just like I understand the Son of Heaven, I also understand Qi Guanwei.

He wants me to admit with my own mouth that Qingyang Road can't save anyone, and the Qingyang family has fatuous blood flowing from top to bottom.

But what Qingyangtu can't do, Qingyangbi has to do even if all the bones in his body are broken

The prince has the prince's way.

……

On the eighth day of the eighth day of August, the suspect Zuo Cong died violently in the dungeon of Dali Temple. The cause of death is unknown.

Royal study.

"You said you killed Zuo Cong, wait, who did you kill?" Qing Yangtu's lips moved, his pupils dilated, and he stared at me.

I swayed and leaned on the Pear Blossom recliner, "Yes, I killed him. I did justice for the heavens. Father, you have to think about how to reward me. The piece of Huangzhuang in the southern suburbs is a little small." , I don't think so either."

"Zuo Cong is dead," Qingyangtu gasped in his chest, "you killed him."

"Yes, I killed him. The strange poison of the Western Regions seals his throat when he sees blood." I admired Qingyangtu's face-changing stunt with great interest.

This well-known good-tempered emperor who always smiled when facing his officials, now his eyes were darkened and his lips were purple, showing a ferocious appearance.Only in front of his wife and children is he like an emperor, and he can shake his prestige.He panted heavily again and again, inhaling all the air deeply into his lungs, and then exhaled with difficulty, like a broken bellows.

His eyeballs were protruding, he rushed towards me with a huff of anger, and strangled my neck with such strength that he wanted to strangle me, "You killed him, you killed Situ's nephew, do you know..."

"Cough, cough, cough," I gradually became out of breath, and green spots slowly appeared on the roof of the nanmu palace, and the sorrow that penetrated the bone marrow spread out from the cracks in the wall and floor tiles, like tides, like dense nets, squeezing the only remaining in my heart Air.

Before the green spots were about to fill his sight, before the tide was about to cover me, he let go.

I propped my legs up and panted heavily, my throat was sore.

"Cough...cough cough...the servant sent by the Zuo family to look after Zuo Cong has seen my people go into the dungeon, if you don't want to..." I said intermittently.

Qingyangtu will handle it cleanly for me, no matter how scared he is, no matter how much he wants to put me, a troublemaker, to death more than anyone else.

But who made me his last, the only son who has survived to this day.

I won, I silently said to Qi Guanwei.