Every day I just want to hold the fourth master's thigh tightly

Chapter 2045 Suppression
Originally, there was nothing to make a fuss about the death of a slave, just handle it carefully in private.

The new emperor's harem is relatively peaceful, and everyone lives in peace. The harem of the holy grandfather and Lord Shunzhi has a lot of evil things, and the death of a slave is the most inconspicuous thing on weekdays.

But now is the first year of the emperor's accession to the throne, and there has not been a murder case in the Forbidden City, especially since this person is still from the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Not only is it unlucky, but it seems to have some meaning.

The most thought-provoking thing is the way of Xiao Weizi's death.

Poisoned.

Xiao Weizi is honest and honest, and he greets everyone with a smile all the time. It is precisely because of his lack of power that Su Peisheng likes him so much, and wants to promote him, but now he seems to be killed by vendetta Yes, but how is this possible! ?

A person who never argued with others, never turned against others, and was even a little tactful, suddenly died of a vendetta... It doesn't make sense!
Su Peisheng didn't dare to treat this moment as a trivial matter, so he hurriedly informed the emperor.

The fourth master was busy with military affairs every day. When he heard Su Peisheng's report, his relaxed posture of closing his eyes and resting his mind suddenly froze, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

Shen Shen said: "Have you dealt with it?"

Su Peisheng approached him and whispered: "Not yet, the slave has been guarded outside, and no one will let anyone pass it on. Xiao Weizi's body is still in the duty room, untouched."

The fourth master kept turning the prayer beads at the same frequency for a moment, and suddenly buckled on the armrest of the rocking chair, with a cold expression on his face: "You can deal with it as you please, and tell the people below that you must speak strictly, don't spread it out, let alone delve into it." .”

When Su Peisheng heard this, he raised his head in surprise.

The emperor is planning not to pursue it?

But this thing is obviously tricky!
If it is not found out, I am afraid that the entire Forbidden City will be difficult to be safe in the future!

The fourth master slowly got up, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the jade seal on the dragon case, and said in a cold voice: "I will send secret guards to investigate this matter secretly. Only you know, I know, and you must not let a third person I know, even if the imperial concubine asks about this matter, she should tell her that the little eunuch has been seriously ill for a long time and left naturally due to illness."

When the emperor said this, Su Peisheng understood.

The emperor is planning to sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit!
The good seedlings he had cultivated were harmed by others like this, Su Peisheng was also suffocating anger in his heart, and Dang Li said solemnly: "Yes, Your Majesty, this servant will definitely not startle the snake and destroy the Emperor's plan."

"Well, back off."

"Whoo."

Su Peisheng withdrew, and the fourth master immediately entered the inner room of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, wrote an extremely brief letter, and put it in a hidden compartment.

Although he didn't know what the other party meant, but killing his slave in the Hall of Mental Cultivation would not be an accidental mistake.

This time this minion is just a warning, so who will it be next time?

He can't afford to gamble.

……

From this day on, although nothing can be seen from the outside, the Yikun Palace has been protected by layers of hidden guards. Even if hundreds of the most elite imperial guards want to break in, they will definitely not be able to return alive.

Under the suppression of the emperor's silence, this horrific tragedy became a case that ordinary emperors felt unlucky and did not need to be rumored.

The one who died was just an inconspicuous servant, no matter how bloody the scene was, if it was passed on for two or three days, it would be meaningless.

Hong Xiyuan was in his house in the outskirts, and he was relieved that he didn't hear any news from Beijing.

(End of this chapter)