Dayong Nu sentenced to death

After a night of prosperity, only the lantern tower is always bright, showing this rare grand scene.

The long street is quiet and the mist is like clouds.

It was just before dawn, and a ray of dawn pierced through the clouds, and accompanied by the clear sound of the watchman's clapper, spread throughout the streets and alleys of Shengjing.

The door of a certain house on Changping Street in Daningfang opened with a bang.

The porter's boy came out yawning while rubbing his eyes. He finally finished stretching and was about to order someone to sweep the door when suddenly something fell down on his face and it was a little wet.

He raised his hand and took a closer look.

Red.

His mushy mind couldn't turn around, so he glanced up, this look directly dispelled all his drowsiness, and he was instantly terrified!

"Come on, come on!"

He yelled in horror, rushed inside even while rolling and crawling: "Go and report to Your Highness, something has happened!"

"Something happened!"

The whole mansion instantly became restless.

Many people came together when they heard this sound, and when they saw the scene in front of them clearly, all of them turned pale and screamed.

I saw blood red in front of the vermilion mansion gate, on the stone and brick open space.

Blood was dripping down. Eight black wooden boxes were hung on the beams of the mansion gate. They were lined up. If you look up carefully, you can still see the blood coagulating on the edge of the boxes...

What exactly is in it?
Everyone was terrified.

"Get out of the way, everyone out of the way, the idlers and others go back to the courtyards, and they are not allowed to move unless ordered."

Just as they were talking to each other, the government soldiers rushed out with knives and surrounded the door tightly. The leader was the housekeeper of the house. He gave an order, no one dared to stay here, and they dispersed in an instant.

The steward looked gloomy, looked up, and said in a deep voice: "Take off the things on top, block the streets on both sides, and don't allow anyone to approach."

"As ordered."

The government soldiers are all together.

The steward took one last look and turned back to the house.

In the main hall of the house, a man was wearing a robe and sitting sideways on an armchair, with one hand clenched between his brows, his face was livid, and his whole body was full of irritability.

"What urgent matter is there in the early morning? Others can't handle it. You have to wake up the hall. What about people? Are they all dead?"

He drank impatiently.

The people in the hall were silent, not daring to make a sound, just at this time there were footsteps outside, they hurried into the hall, and said to the surroundings: "You all go down."

"Yes."

The servants came out in a file, and the steward walked up to the man quickly, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, this was discovered in front of the mansion early in the morning."

With a wave of his hand, the soldiers behind him came in one after another carrying boxes.

The man took a deep breath, raised his eyes and stood up, glanced casually, "What is it?"

The steward lowered his head and buried himself even lower, "Your Highness... let's take a look."

Hearing his tone was wrong, the man's face became a bit serious, and he frowned and said: "Open the box."

The moment the box lid was lifted, a strong bloody smell rushed to the face.

After seeing the contents clearly, the man's face turned from blue to black, and he looked at the steward and was furious, "What's going on here?"

"The subordinate is dereliction of duty."

The steward quickly knelt down and pleaded guilty, "These eight subordinates have indeed been settled properly. They are scattered all over the place, and their identities have not been revealed. I don't know why..."

"I don't know? Others have provoked to the door, and you dare to tell the hall that you don't know?"

The man was furious, and with a wave of his sleeves, he threw two of the boxes in Fubing's hands flying away. The boxes fell to the ground and were torn apart, but the contents inside rolled around like a rubber ball for several times, and finally stood firmly on the ground.

It was a head.

The blood blurred his face, but the man could still recognize at a glance that this was the person he sent to Jizhou to be in charge, there were eight of them, and none of them was bad.

All his henchmen.

Now the head is in a different place, and the head is hung on the gate of his mansion in this way, and he has no way to find out about it!

This is simply a shame.

"Your Highness, calm down, Your Highness, calm down..."

The steward pleaded guilty repeatedly, and the guard next to him saw this and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, could it be that Donggong did it?"

"impossible."

The man restrained his anger slightly, managed to calm down, sat back on the chair with a flick of his sleeves, and said with a sneer: "The elder brother of the prince in this hall is the most polite and considerate of the overall situation. Go and investigate, we will definitely not act like this and cause riots in the city."

"Then how about we send someone to inform Jing Zhaoyin and let them investigate."

"Stupid talk!"

The steward turned around and reprimanded, "As soon as Jing Zhaoyin moves, the whole Shengjing will know about it. The East Palace was assassinated outside, but the bloody head hangs in front of the second prince's mansion for no apparent reason. How should outsiders discuss it?"

"Is that how you can bear it?"

The guard said unwillingly.

"I can only endure."

The steward gritted his back molars, looked at the master sitting on the chair with an unpredictable expression, seemed to be muttering to himself, and seemed to be telling someone deliberately: "After the news of the assassination of the Eastern Palace spread, there was already a There are a lot of gossip, if there is another change at this time, it will make His Highness's situation worse."

After these words, the second prince who was still angry completely calmed down.

He glanced at the steward who was kneeling, and took a long breath, "Okay, get up."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Feeling relieved, the steward stood up and signaled them to take the things away. After only two people were left in the hall, the second prince let go of his determination and said in an extremely tired voice: "Since the news came from the southern border, father The emperor treats me more and more coldly."

"Yesterday they called me into the palace to find a name and reprimanded me."

"During this period of time, it is indeed not suitable for further incidents."

Perhaps the other party was sure of this point, so they dared to act so recklessly. The Jianghu reward order was their idea. The gift of the head was both a reminder and a threat.

"Then His Majesty's attitude towards the East Palace..."

The steward asked tentatively, and the second prince sneered: "Father, the most important thing is to check and balance. Now that the prince has returned from disaster relief, he has been praised by the court and has a high reputation. Thanks to this, otherwise I don't know what to do with the matter of Shanglin County." It's over."

"Your Highness, what do you mean is that this matter is almost over?"

"That's right, after my father scolded me last night, the case has been overturned. After all, the East Palace is in full swing. I just returned to Beijing and had such a big disturbance with Prince Yan. My father didn't say anything, but I still have some thoughts in my heart. "

The courts are fighting each other, and one side dominates.

This is the most intolerable thing for the emperor.

Thinking of this, the second prince finally had some light on his face. Ever since Shizi Yan made his southern tour and discovered the case in Shanglin County, he had trouble sleeping and eating, and was terrified day and night.

I'm afraid that Song Daiyan will spit out something that shouldn't be said after returning to Beijing.

Unexpectedly, after being frightened, his dead end was broken in such a dramatic way. God really helped him!

"Speaking of which, such a method seems to be..."