The struggle of the reborn prince

"Second Master, the assassin is obviously you..."

"It wasn't me, you killed him. I am so young and my body is so weak, can I kill him? Tell me how you killed the assassin and saved my lord!" Zhao Tang picked up the dagger on the ground fiddling and said.

Seeing the prince's eyes and the knife in his hand, Jianxi, who had just recovered from his strength, trembled again, but he was not stupid, otherwise he would not have stood out from the hundreds of small yellow gates and became the prince's chief Companion.Soon he figured it out, the lord didn't want others to know that he had killed the assassin, and wanted him to take the lead. If he didn't agree, he didn't dare to think that such a powerful assassin, the lord would kill him with a single gesture. Killing yourself is even easier.

"I killed it. We were playing in the garden, and suddenly we encountered an assassin who wanted to assassinate the prince. I stepped forward and yelled, snatched the knife from his hand, and killed him!" said Chest.

"Hehe, you're amazing, how did those two little yellow men die? You idiot, you'll reveal your secrets if someone asks you, think again!" Zhao Tang scolded with a smile, seeing Xi drooping his head, thinking about it with a sad face He recounted it again after a while, but there were still loopholes, and Zhao Tang had to arrange it for him again and again to make the whole incident reasonable.

After talking about it more than ten times, Zhao Tun nodded in satisfaction, and at this moment, Jian Xi thought that he killed the man himself, and that he was a loyal servant who was brave enough to save the prince.

"Here, go and stab him a few times, and remember to smash the original wound!" Zhao Tang handed the knife to Jian Xi and pointed at the dead body.

"Why... second master?" Jian Xi said timidly, looking at the dead body with staring eyes and a ferocious expression.

"As you said, the assassin was stabbed seven or eight times, but he only had two wounds on his body. No one would believe you!" Zhao Tong put the knife into Jian Xi's hand and said, Jian Xi now understands that he is completely fucked The lord's thief was gone, so cruelly, he took the knife, walked to the corpse, closed his eyes and stabbed a few times in succession, the blade rubbed against the bone and made a teeth-stinging sound, the blood that had not yet coagulated Sprayed him all over the face.

"Hey, I'm also here to save your life!" Looking at Jian Xi who was forced by him, Zhao Tun sighed softly and said inwardly. People with discerning eyes will soon understand after hearing what happened. The whole incident was carefully planned by someone. Yes, and Jianxi is one of them. If Jianxi hadn't stood in front of him without hesitation when he met the assassin, Zhao Tuo would have listed him as an important suspect. At that time, even if he didn't die, he would have to be expelled. If you do this yourself, you will be able to pick it out of it.

"Second Master, well, what should we do next!" Jian Xi asked, throwing down the knife. At this time, his body was covered in blood, and he looked like he had gone through a bloody battle.

"Go back right away, don't disturb the people in the garden, that old man might belong to them!" Zhao Tang said, when he heard the gunshot, none of the gardeners came to check, which made him suspicious. Be careful, hide in the nest.

"Quickly open the door, the prince is assassinated!" Walking around the door connecting the garden and the winter garden, Jianxi held the prince who seemed to be 'dead' at any moment with one hand, and slammed the courtyard door with the other hand, shouting at the top of his voice, these are the princes explained in advance.

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The emperor is fond of painting and calligraphy, loves poetry, is well versed in music, singing, dancing, and various entertainments. This artistic emperor who pursues spiritual life in many ways wants to find a bosom friend.The imperial concubine Zheng Hongmei is a beautiful, dignified and elegant concubine. She has followed the Queen Mother for many years and has a considerable amount of etiquette.She often reads memorials on behalf of the emperor, so Concubine Zheng is very appreciative of the emperor and is very popular with the emperor.

"My lady, people in the palace are rumored that the Second Highness wears sackcloth and straw sandals every day and mixes with the peasants who plow the fields. After reading "Hundred Family Surnames" for a year, the school teacher is so angry that he wants to get rid of it. He resigned from the library, and he smashed everything in the study, and almost set the house on fire and burned himself to death. They all said that the Second Highness is a... an evildoer." A little yellow door looked down at Zheng The concubine replied.

With a crisp 'pop', a white jade paperweight on the book table fell into two pieces, "Who did you listen to, it's just a rumor!" Zheng Guifei, who has always been dignified and calm, pointed to a little yellow door crescent and shouted upside down.

"Your Majesty, it's not my rumor, it's spread all over the palace, even the sweepers know about the Second Highness..."

"Stop talking, get out!" The imperial concubine stood up and sat down again, waving her hands and said, "Cuizhu, give Ning'an two pennies!"

"Thank you, Madam, for the reward!" Ning An bowed and retreated.

"Hmph, the emperor has already been forced out of the palace by them, and now they still don't let him go, do you think us mothers are easy to bully!" Concubine Zheng Guixue is smart and has stayed in the palace for so many years. He understood everything clearly, and after hearing the secret report from Xiaohuangmen, he knew that someone had planted an eyeliner around Zhao Tun, passed the news back to the palace, and spread it secretly, slandering his son, otherwise he would be in the palace a hundred miles away. How could I know.

"Your Majesty, should you sue the Emperor?" Cui Zhu asked.

"You don't need to alarm the emperor about this matter!" Concubine Zheng shook her head and said.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Huang has returned to the palace and is waiting outside!" a little Huangmen reported outside the house.

"Please, please!" Concubine Zheng said repeatedly with joy on her face.

"Your Majesty, this old servant is guilty, and I have failed my Majesty's trust!" Huang Jingchen knelt down as soon as he came in. There were assassins in the mansion, and three people died. Huang Jingchen thought twice and did not disturb the local government. Allow anyone to come in and out, and report back to Beijing immediately.

Back then, he served the Empress Dowager together with Concubine Zheng Gui, who was also an escort in the inner palace. Although later on, one of them was the master and the other was still a slave, but after all, they still had some love for each other. There was no place to stand in the middle of the palace, and in the end Zheng Guifei took him in. After Zhao Tun left the palace, he let him go with him, escaped the persecution in the palace, and gave him a place to retire in peace of mind.

"Officer Huang, get up quickly, what happened?" Concubine Zheng was startled, but she still kept her composure, and asked the lady in the palace to help him quickly, and moved an embroidered pier for him to sit down.

"Your Majesty, there was a big incident in the mansion the day before yesterday, someone assassinated the prince..."

"How about Taner?" Concubine Zheng stood up abruptly, her face paled, without the elegance of the past.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the lord was just a little frightened and not injured, but every time he woke up from his dream, he called out to your Majesty!" Huang Jingchen said, stepping forward to support her.

"Where are the guards in the mansion, what are they doing to let the assassin sneak into the mansion?"

"Oh, ma'am, when I left the palace, this old slave asked the inner palace to send guards to protect him, but they refused because the prince has not yet opened the mansion. The old slave can only let the stewards of the mansion appoint strong servants to be on duty every night to protect the mansion. It's safe, the inner courtyard is attended by the little yellow men, but they are all fools who don't know martial arts, and it was the steward of the mansion who assassinated them that day, killing two little yellow men. Fortunately, the prince's companion was clever and found a spare Only by killing the assassin can the prince be saved!"

"Yang Jian, an old man, dares to do this, I will not let him go!" Zheng Guifei waved the people in the room and said.

"Your Majesty, this matter is not simple, don't be hasty. Yang Jian is so powerful in the palace now that even the queen dares to collude with foreign ministers to plot against him, let alone you and me, there must be other people behind this matter. They arranged it!"

"Hmph, I'm not the Zheng Meiren I was back then, let them plot against my child!"

"Your Majesty, the Empress has been living in seclusion since the big case in the palace, and her health is getting worse every day. To put it bluntly, the days are numbered. With the emperor's love for the imperial concubine, the empress's seat will belong to the Empress. Why bother now?" If you fight against them, you will spoil the big thing!" Seeing that Concubine Zheng was angry, Huang Jingchen hurriedly persuaded her.

"Have you heard the rumors in the palace, is it really so embarrassing to say it?" Concubine Zheng calmed down a little, sat down and said.

"The prince's temperament has indeed changed since he left the palace, but it's not as bad as the rumors say!" Huang Jingchen said with a smile, "The prince's contacts in the village are mostly rural people, and it's inevitable that he has some of their habits!"

"Hey, Taurus doesn't like reading?"

"My lord really doesn't like reading, but he likes some clever arts and playing in the countryside!" Huang Jingchen replied cautiously. He had secretly seen the things that Xi got, and they were all exquisitely made. But I don't know what it is for.

"I don't want him to be involved in the disputes in the palace, so I reluctantly let him out of the palace. I hope that he will live a long life in the future, and be a idle and rich prince. When I grow old, I will have someone to rely on and enjoy the family happiness. But some people refuse to let me do what I want, do they really think that my words are not as good as the nonsense of two Taoist priests?" Zheng Guifei said.

"Do you want to take this opportunity to let the prince return to the palace?" Huang Jingchen asked tentatively, hearing the voice behind the words.

"Why not?" Concubine Zheng frowned slightly, asking in puzzlement.

"Your Majesty, according to what this old slave sees, it is better to let the prince temporarily avoid him. There are six or seven princes in the palace, and the prince has not yet been established. They will not all want His Royal Highness to be a Prince of Peace like Your Majesty. It is inevitable that some people will have the desire to seize the heir, and I am afraid that the wish of the empress will not be realized, so it is better to let the prince grow up outside the palace, without these dirty things!" Huang Jingchen bowed and said solemnly.

"Yeah!" Concubine Zheng nodded and said, "But the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. Some people in the palace are always doing tricks secretly. I'm worried that even a child will escape their tricks!"

"Mother, this old slave thinks that the Imperial City Division is now controlled by Yang Jian. If the palace sends guards, there will inevitably be omissions. Why don't we work around it and completely replace the people in the palace? People who care about themselves, it's safer to do this!" Huang Jingchen thought for a while and said.

"What the high official thinks is, I'll write a letter to my dad and let him arrange it!" Zheng Hongmei's father, Zheng Shenfa, was an official directly under the palace before, but now he is just a small civil servant who drinks tea and reads newspapers. He can also have a second job, run a restaurant and do some business, but he has been in the palace for a long time and knows the way inside, so he can rest assured that he can leave this matter to his father.

"The empress is the best, the old slave can rest assured!" Seeing that the concubine agreed, Huang Jingchen nodded happily in his heart.

"I'll leave it to the high officials on the other side, I'm here to deal with you in the palace, and I will definitely shut up those talkative, secretly tripping, and talking nonsense in front of the officials!" Concubine Zheng's expression turned pale. Su said fiercely, she secretly made up her mind to protect her son's integrity no matter what, and she would never show mercy to those who made troubles in the dark. Her peaceful and noble face was full of hostility, which made Huang Jingchen, who had experienced many battles in the palace, feel in his heart. The slightest chill.