The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 632
Explode the coffin?

Three more bites?
Zhao Yanjin's expression changed drastically, "Why, why is this?"

"Some say that the Zhu family leaked too many secrets, while others say that Zhu Xuanjiu did too many evil things and suffered retribution."

Dong Xiao was silent for a moment, and then said: "On the day Zhu Xuanjiu was laid in the coffin, the second mistress of the Zhu family was killed. Now Zhu Xuanjiu's wife died again, and three coffins were carried out in half a year. I really don't believe it if there is nothing strange about it. .”

"What Boren means is..."

"The prince can make a fuss about this."

Dong Xiao's eyes flashed coldly.

"Instead of letting the Zhu family join forces with the prince and grandson, it is better to find a way to make the Zhu family a useless son."

"This..." Zhao Yanjin hesitated.

"Your Majesty, no matter how powerful Mr. Xie is, he can only help the prince on the periphery. The Zhu family can face the emperor at any time."

Dong Xiao sighed: "Let's unite the outside and the inside..."

Zhao Yanjin trembled, and a layer of hair grew on his back.

Yes, if the outsiders and the inside unite, how can he, the King of Han, have any chance of winning?
……

At this moment, Zhu Yuanmo was waiting anxiously at the entrance of the alley of the other courtyard.

As soon as the second child left, he couldn't sit still. Even though he was sleeping, he couldn't even close his eyes.

Seeing a carriage approaching from a distance, he hurriedly walked out of the darkness of the alley.

Zhu Qing, who was driving the car, quickly tightened the reins, turned around and whispered: "Sir, it's Uncle Zhu."

Zhu Yuanmo picked up the corner of his clothes, hurriedly walked to the back of the car, and climbed in hurriedly.

Zhu Qing glanced at Ding next to him and jumped onto the wall, guarding himself from above.

Xie Zhifei helped Zhu Yuanmo sit firmly and said in a low voice: "If Brother Zhu doesn't come to see me, I will come to see Brother Zhu tomorrow."

Zhu Yuanmo looked like a frightened bird, "Third Master, who are you here for? Who are you here for?"

"Attack me and Ming Ting."

Xie Zhifei patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Brother Zhu, hold on still, don't scare yourself."

Zhu Yuanmo leaned back and kept rubbing his heart with his hands.

He was really scared.

Seeing that things had reached this point, Xie Zhifei simply spoke out.

"With Brother Zhu's intelligence, he must have guessed that Ming Ting and I are both descendants of the grandson."

Zhu Yuanmo nodded.

Little Master Pei took him to see his grandson, and he guessed it at that time.

"Today's dynasty disputes are between the prince and the king of Han, and also between the grandson and the king of Han."

Xie Zhifei: "Nine times out of ten, those who spy on us are from the King of Han."

Zhu Yuanmo nodded again.

"Since the King of Han's people have followed here, I'm afraid Brother Zhu's relationship with us cannot be hidden."

Xie Zhifei paused: "But I believe that the King of Han only knows that we are close and does not know what is going on inside the Zhu Mansion."

When Zhu Yuanmo heard this, he became nervous again.

What if the King of Han sent someone to investigate what happened in their Zhu Mansion, wouldn't it be...

"Yan Sanhe told me before he left that we should find a way to cause some trouble for the King of Han so that he would not be idle all day long and just keep an eye on us."

Xie Zhifei: "Brother Zhu, I won't beat around the bush. Do you have any good ideas?"

"Bring out all the dirty tricks and damaging tricks."

Mr. Pei disliked Xie Zhifei for speaking too softly, "If he really catches his eye, we will all be screwed. Do you believe it?"

Ancestor rules, Zhu family law...

It is nothing in the face of the life and death of the people in the house.

Zhu Yuanmo pondered for a moment and then made up his mind: "I will let him get sick and delay it for seven days."

Xie Zhifei and Mr. Pei looked at each other.

Be sick and well.

If you are sick, you won't be able to spare time to harm others.

seven days?

It can allow them to take a breath for a while and think of other ways. It can also allow Zhu Yuanmo to warn people in Zhu's mansion where they need to be warned and clean up where they need to be.

Xie Zhifei was still a little worried, "Brother Zhu, this is considered harming people. Do you have to pay the price for harming people?"

"Yes, but this is already the lightest."

Zhu Yuanmo smiled bitterly: "I can't bear the price of really harming people." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Qing jumped down from the wall and opened the curtain, "Sir, there is a horse galloping half a mile away."

At this point, who would be able to run at night without any trouble?

"Just say I came to see Feng Shui."

Zhu Yuanmo jumped out of the car and said, "Hurry back."

How could Xie Zhifei leave Zhu Yuanmo behind and leave first, "Ming Ting, just sit still in the car. I'll come down and take a look."

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

It was the third master of the Zhu family who came galloping towards him.

Zhu Yuanhao jumped off the carriage and rushed over with a white face: "Brother, someone from the palace just came to summon me. I will invite you to the palace tomorrow afternoon to see the saint."

Zhu Yuanmo's legs went weak and he took a few steps back. If Mr. Zhu hadn't been holding him, he would have fallen down.

Xie Zhifei was also shocked and speechless.

During the day, he also said that the Zhu family was on the cusp of a storm, and His Majesty might not be able to hide it, so he had to think of an excuse.

Who would have thought that things would happen so quickly!

"Brother Zhu."

Xie Zhifei couldn't help but feel his heart for Zhu Yuanmo: "There is word of mouth coming out of the palace so late, you must be careful to deal with it!"

"It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided."

Zhu Yuanmo's lips twisted into a bitter smile that was uglier than crying, "Third Master, let's go back first."

Xie Zhifei watched them leave, raised the window and got into the car. Before he could sit firmly, he heard little Mr. Pei say calmly:
"He has to deal with His Majesty, you have to deal with your father, and I have to deal with my father. Thanks to Fifty, why in the blink of an eye, we have all reached a dead end."

Xie Zhifei's smile was even uglier than Zhu Yuanmo's.

He just didn't know how to deal with it, so he hid in another courtyard again.

……

This night, some people were having fun, some were drinking happily, some were running fast, and some were unable to sleep all night long.

Human joys and sorrows are not the same at all.

The next day.

The maids and chamberlains of Chonghua Palace waited for a long time but did not see the prince getting up.

Seeing that the morning court was getting late, the leading maid boldly opened the curtain and took a look. She found that the prince's face was flushed, and when he touched his forehead, it was frighteningly hot.

The maid quickly called the princess.

The princess ordered her servant to go to the Imperial Hospital to find someone.

Several imperial doctors rushed over and took turns checking his pulse. They all said he had caught a cold at night.

After checking, I found out that the prince had finished his stay at night and was called to the study to discuss matters. He might have caught the cold on the way.

The Princess of Han asked the imperial physician to prescribe the medicine, and at the same time sent someone into the palace to report back to His Majesty.

His Majesty's oral instructions were delivered in person at around noon by the palace chamberlain, along with several precious medicinal herbs that His Majesty rewarded.

When Princess Han saw the reward, she felt quite proud.

The prince caught a cold, but your majesty not only sent people here, but also rewarded him with gifts. This shows that your majesty really cares about the prince.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanmo, the supervisor of the Qintian Prison, was waiting anxiously outside the Imperial Study Room.

Your Majesty has had lunch and is taking a nap.

As he gets older, His Majesty's nap time has also changed from a quarter of an hour to less than half an hour now.

Just when Zhu Yuanmo was about to freeze, the waiter invited him in.

Zhu Yuanmo quickly straightened his official robe again and stepped into the imperial study room where thousands of officials in the world were trying to get in.

Kneel down;

See the ceremony;

The ceremony is over;

Didn't dare to get up.

Zhu Yuanmo took out the memorial from his arms and raised it high above his head.

The chamberlain took the memorial and held it on the imperial case.

Emperor Yonghe unfolded it and saw that it was a document sealing Dingyou.

"His Majesty."

Zhu Yuanmo said sadly: "My father and my mother passed away one after another. I am deeply saddened. I have no intention of attending court. I just want to observe mourning for my biological father and mother for three years."

Emperor Yonghe didn't move or speak, he just looked at the young supervisor of Qintian Prison coldly.

(End of this chapter)