There are bandits next to the farmhouse

Chapter 1236 The Return of the King

Master Zhang: "..."

"Hehe, I think it's just because your daughter married into the natal family of Concubine Li, right? Could it be that Mr. Zhang also wants to be a minister?"

"What did you say?" Probably An Da's words, stepped on Mr. Zhang's painful feet, and he exploded in anger on the spot.

"I, Zhang, elected the third prince as emperor. It was for the common people. I don't want the Dongyou River and Mountains to fall into the hands of a narrow-minded person. I am absolutely not selfish. If Mr. An doesn't believe it, I can swear on the spot to show my wish. When the new emperor ascends the throne, he will resign immediately."

Now that the game was on the rise, Mr. An was so angry that his face turned pale, but he didn't have the courage of others, so he bet on resigning from office to fight for the throne.

Seeing this, everyone persuaded Mr. Zhang: "Mr. Zhang, think twice. No matter which new emperor ascends the throne, it is time for the new emperor to employ people. A talent like Mr. Zhang who has great wisdom and serves the country and the people, It is exactly what is needed at the moment, how can you resign hastily."

Everyone was arguing about who should be the emperor. The members of Li Fei's party all expressed their loyalty by resigning from office, but they were still at a disadvantage.

After all, Dongfang Xu personally manages the second prince's party, and An Ruyi has been favored for many years. That power was once able to compete with the prince's supporters. How could Concubine Li Yichang, who has been up for a short time, compare to it?

In the end, everyone voted for the second prince, and the number of those who supported the second prince was as much as half.

This made Li Fei's party very ugly.

Mr. An laughed loudly, "Since everyone has said it, we should follow the public opinion. The result of this vote is here. What else do you have to say? If not, then I invite the Second Prince to choose another day to ascend the throne."

Master An signaled the little eunuch to announce the good news to the second prince, but at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Wait!"

The heavy door of the main hall opened from both sides, and a young man walked against the light. The familiar silhouette was unbelievable.

"Gu, I don't agree with King Anzhou ascending the throne as emperor!"

At this time, the approaching figure appeared in front of everyone. It turned out to be the crown prince Dongfang Jiao who had been declared dead for several months?
Isn't he already dead?

However, this person, this voice, is undoubtedly Dongfang Jiao.

So... what's going on?

Who is the person who has been buried in the imperial mausoleum?

Mo Yanbai, who appeared behind him, was dressed in court clothes, neatly tidied up.

If it weren't for the bruises on his face and the cut at the corner of his mouth, it reminded everyone that not long ago, he was a prisoner on the execution ground, and everyone almost forgot about it.

Mr. Mo's waist is straighter than ever before, and he is still proud of himself.

"Gentlemen, allow me to explain your doubts to everyone!" Naturally, His Highness the Crown Prince would not need to kiss you to answer your doubts. As a civil servant who relies on his mouth for food, Mo Yanbai did his part.

From Mo Yanbai's words, I learned that the prince was not dead at all, but was rescued by some loyal subordinates desperately, but because of serious injuries, he was in a coma, so he never showed up.

As for the corpses sent back to the capital, those highly decomposed corpses were fake at all, and the people who sent the corpses had already rebelled. Their purpose was to piss off the sick emperor to death.

Everyone thought that the emperor's health was indeed getting worse day by day, and they all thought it was because of the prince's sudden accident and excessive grief, so they didn't think much about it.

And those who know the inside story, the moment they see the prince appear, they know that the dust has settled, and the truth can only rot to the bone, and they cannot be mentioned in this life.

(End of this chapter)