Yan Cigui.

Wang Liunian swallowed his saliva.

other people……

Fu Guogong is right, so can he take advantage of the situation and drag more people into the water?

He fell in the sixth year of the king, but before he left, he would clear some obstacles for the master...

His jaw was still sore, and he had to swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva urgently. He choked and coughed a lot.

After coughing for a long time, tears came out.

Vaguely, Wang Liunian glanced at His Majesty, and was shocked instantly.

It's useless for him to pull anyone.

The Holy Majesty is not stupid, he will definitely guard against his move, even if he muddies the water, the Holy Majesty will wait for the water to calm down, then the water is water, the mud is mud, and it is divided into layers.

But there are people in the Holy Spirit who don't want to let go. If he doesn't bite out some blood, Eunuch Cao can make him covered in blood.

Life is a great hardship, tasted once in the early years, it is enough.

After working hard for most of my life, no matter whether it is the prince next to His Highness or the Wang Yuanwai walking outside, they have all stood up straight, eating and drinking.

Now, if he turned his head around and suffered a lot, Wang Liunian thought, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

"Prince England," the royal servant took a deep breath and said angrily, "he has been getting more and more wrong in the past few years. He doesn't show up and let a useless son run errands. What the hell, how could it be like this? He deserves to be implicated now! This is what he will end up doing to His Highness!"

These remarks cannot really describe his relationship with the British Duke, but that is not important.

Wang Liunian is too clear.

He just bites, how he listens and how he uses it depends on what the person in charge wants.

Inside the palace is such a place.

With a serious expression on his face, the Holy One asked again: "Ding Wang, how did my elder brother die?"

Wang Liunian shivered violently.

His Highness, that is reasonable, after all, he was His Highness's servant in the sixth year of the king.

But how could the Holy One ask about King Ding...

King Ding died of illness, and the coffin was concluded. At that time, no one from the imperial hospital or imperial pharmacy raised any objections.

It was precisely because Fang Zi was reliable that Wang Liunian was able to attack King Ding without a trace.

Now, how did you turn to this old account?
Suddenly, Wang Liunian remembered what Xu Jian said in the carriage - as long as you do something, there will be traces.

trace……

He thought of the reason.

"Zhu, Zhu Cheng, that thing that is not enough to succeed, but more than ruins!" Wang Liunian sighed, since he couldn't hide it, let's add a little more to the British government. His wife made it impossible to die or live.

The little one told the British public that this would be a hidden danger sooner or later, and if Zhu Cheng didn't act ruthlessly, the British public would do it.

As a result, the British public wanted the false name, but he just dragged it on. After a long time, it became like this.

Eight years, people are buried in the soil and there are only bones left, so how can they be discovered! "

Although he bit the Duke and Duchess, the anger and annoyance in Wang's servant's heart was real.

"The person has been staying, isn't it just showing the evidence?" Wang's servant took a few mouthfuls, "Now the boat is overturned in the gutter, his Zhu family has no good fruit, and the little one has to..."

The Holy Majesty asked again: "Did you figure out the poison prescription yourself? You managed to hide it from the imperial doctor!"

"The world is so big," Wang's servant said, "I was born in the South of the Five Ridges, and I came from experience in the village when I was young. To tell you the truth, we, especially those born in the mountains, have a little ability in their hands, such as Gu and poison." , unheard of..."

Hearing this, the Holy Majesty's face paled a little.

Seeing this, Eunuch Cao hurriedly fetched the teapot and refilled hot tea with His Majesty.

With such an action, the undercurrent of anger was interrupted.

The Holy One took a sip of tea, and the warm tea entered his throat, which relieved a lot of emotions.

Eunuch Cao pondered over the holy meaning, and then took the initiative to say: "The old doctor Mao gave Your Highness a safe prescription."

"He is also from Lingnan," Wang's servant did not hide, "This prescription is a path, as long as it happens, it will be a dead end, there is no reason to pull it back halfway.

Dr. Mao could prescribe a stable prescription, he should have seen it all.

But who made him dare not say it?

The imperial physicians tried their best to die of a serious illness; the imperial physicians were useless if the poisoning could not be cured.

His doctor Mao will be able to retire after the new year, so what should he do to be the first bird?

Seeing that King Ding is going to go ahead of the late emperor, who would be willing to be a waste?The first emperor was seriously ill and lost his son, how rational can he still be?
Otherwise, just because of that little robbery, can the Holy One demote His Highness to a commoner?

His Highness is only eager to make contributions, and the people in the lower state capital have used hungry people to fill bandits in order to show positive results. His Highness has no inside knowledge at all!

His Highness is certainly wrong, but confinement is not enough, confinement is fine too!

Isn't there still one locked in Yongji Palace?

Why can't Yongji Palace hold the second one?

Although there is no freedom in confinement, at least there is no need to worry about food and clothing, and there are people around to wait on you.

Pity our Highness, he has been wandering for more than ten years, he seems to be at ease, but he can't adapt to it. How has he ever suffered this kind of suffering when he is a young man?
Otherwise, how could His Highness pass away at this age?No matter what, he must live longer than the one in Yongji Palace! "

The more Wang Liunian talked, the more sad he became, and he couldn't kneel anymore, so he sat down on the ground and cried loudly.

The Holy Majesty made him cry until his head buzzed.

Even so, he did not miss the inconsistency in the words of the royal servant.

"According to what you said, the poisoning of King Ding was not ordered by the fourth brother?" asked the Holy One.

The servant's crying stopped abruptly, his mouth was still open, tears were streaming down his face, panic flashed through his blurred vision.

He suddenly lowered his head: "It's not His Highness, His Highness didn't let the little one do this.

It was the little one, the little one did it by himself, the first emperor was seriously ill and appointed the king to supervise the dynasty, if he was well, His Highness would not have the chance no matter what, the little one made his own decisions.

The young ones, like the people in the lower state capital, do things without telling His Highness.

They were arrested at that time, causing His Highness to be demoted, and the little ones lied to the sky, until now..."

Speaking of this, Wang's servant opened his bow left and right, and slapped himself several times.

The strike is extremely heavy, and the sound is crisp.

"Your Majesty's question made me finally understand that the little one hurt His Highness." Wang Liunian's face was swollen, "If the little one didn't hurt King Ding and make King Ding fall ill like a mountain, His Highness will not try to fight for the position; if His Highness does not fight for the position, he will not let the bandits and bandits grab the merits, and he will not be rejected by the late emperor and demoted to the common people.

In the final analysis, it was the little ones who insisted on going their own way that caused today's situation.

But my lord, if you hadn't poisoned King Ding back then, you wouldn't be sitting here today, what do you think? "

His Majesty's gaze was as sharp as a sharp knife.

This Wang Liunian deliberately provoked him in order to seek a quick death.

The Holy One could hear the other party's thoughts, but this did not prevent him from being angry.

"Why?" His voice was three points colder than ice, "I still have to give you a first credit?"