Reborn Tang Emperor Li Chengqian

Chapter 27 Helan Chushi is Dead
"Prince! Du Chuke has already left the prison cell in Dali Temple. His Majesty has also sent the soldiers of Zuo Tunwei, Wei Wang's personal guards, and the jailers of Dali Temple to guard the prison together."

"Should we also apply to His Majesty to assist the guards? I am worried that they will persecute Helan Chushi, which will be detrimental to you, Prince." Du He said.

Where does Helan Chushi need to be persecuted, I am afraid that he has already rebelled now!
Naturally, Li Chengqian would not tell Du He these words in his heart.

"No need! A small prison needs so many people, so we won't join in the fun! Let them do it themselves!" Li Chengqian said.

He didn't need to work hard for a dead man, so he could just get rid of his suspicion. Once Helan Chushi died, no one would suspect him, the prince.

"So! Your Highness! What should we do now?" Du He asked.

"Wait!" Li Chengqian said.

"Wait? What are you waiting for? Prince! The current situation is not good for us. Once Helan Chushi betrays you, it will be too late for us to make a comeback."

"Why don't we take the initiative to attack! Maybe we can seize the opportunity and turn the crisis into safety!" Du He persuaded Li Chengqian earnestly.

He really didn't understand, what kind of stupidity is the prince doing?Can't you see that the situation in front of you is not good for you?
If you don't fight back now, don't you have to wait until the enemy puts the knife on your neck to fight back. By then, it will be too late.

"Du He, you don't have to worry! After tonight, you should be afraid of the king of Wei." Li Chengqian looked at Du He meaningfully.

Du He met Li Chengqian's eyes, and immediately understood that the prince had already made preparations. It wasn't that the prince didn't fight back, but that he had already made a move.

Inside the Furong Garden, the lights are bright.

Li Tai was having a banquet with the ministers who supported him to seize the throne, celebrating the upcoming victory, and the Furong Garden was filled with joy.

"Ah! It's not good..." At this time, a high-pitched shout came from the prison of Dali Temple, which could be heard from a long distance away.

The yamen servants, Zuo Tunwei officers and soldiers, and Wei Wangfu's personal guards rushed in when they heard the movement outside.

"What happened?" General Zuo Tunwei Zhonglang asked hastily.

The felons detained there were no small matter, and they couldn't bear it if something happened under their strict guard.

"Pr, the prisoner committed suicide by hitting the wall..." the jailer panicked.

"What?" Zuo Tun Wei Zhong Lang turned pale with shock! He hurried forward to check.

Helan Chushi was already lying on the base of the wall motionless, as if he was dead, and the blood on the wall was so dazzling.

"Why are you still standing still? Hurry up and open the prison door to see if there is still rescue!" Fang Yi, the Dianjun Wang of Wei Wang's Marriage Mansion, shouted.

Only then did the jailer come to his senses, and he hurriedly took out the key to open the cell door. After fiddling for a long time, he finally opened the cell door.

Everyone rushed in to check, and the jailer turned Helan Chushi over, face up, his forehead had been smashed, and the blood on it had dried up.

The jailer stepped forward and put his hand in front of Helan Chushi's nose to see if he was still breathing. After some inspection, the jailer concluded that Helan Chushi was dead.

"General Zhonglang, Dianjun! Prisoner Helan Chushi is dead, there is no way to revive him." The jailer shook his head and said.

"What's the best way to do it now! I'll wait for the caretaker to make a mistake, and if I blame him, it will be over." Zuo Tunwei Zhonglang will be a little flustered.

"Now is not the time to pursue responsibility. It is better to send someone to report the situation here to His Majesty and His Highness." Wang Fangyi reminded.

"There is still a blood book here, which should have been written by the prisoner before he died." A jailer handed over the blood book found in Helan Chushi's hands to General Zuo Xiaowei Zhonglang.

This blood book should be the clothes torn from Helan Chushi's body, and then the blood book was written with his fingers bitten.

It can be judged from the missing corner of Helan Chushi's prison clothes and the obvious bite marks on the fingers of his right hand.

Zuo Tun Wei Zhonglang knew in his heart that the situation was urgent, he didn't care about so much, and he didn't have time to read the blood book, so he hurriedly left the cell to report to his superiors, who then reported to His Majesty Li Er in the palace.

Wang Fangyi also left the prison and went back to report the situation here to Li Tai. All three parties were anxious to go back and report the situation to their superiors.

On Suzaku Street, a mysterious man came out of the darkness. He was dressed in black and wore a bamboo hat, and knelt down on one knee to a young man.

The young man rode on the horse and said, "You did a good job in this operation! Did anyone notice or leave any clues?"

"Don't worry, young master! The villain has already dealt with everything! There will be absolutely no doubt about the young master, and it is even more impossible for anyone to know about it."

"Everyone will think that Helan Chushi, the prisoner in the prison of Dali Temple, committed suicide because of Du Chuke."

"It was Du Chuke, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, who forced Helan Chushi to commit suicide." The mysterious person said.

"Very good! Go and send the news to Donggong now! I will contact you later if there is anything to do." The young man said.

"No!" The mysterious man took the order, and disappeared into the night in a flash.

The corner of the young man's mouth raised slightly, and he swung his whip and drove the horse away.

That night, Li Chengqian received a secret report with four words written on it, the task was completed! After reading it, Li Chengqian burned it.

His Majesty Li Er in the palace was furious when he learned that Helan Chushi had committed suicide in fear of crime!
Immediately, people were ordered to bring Sun Fujia, Minister of Dali Temple, Li Daozong, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice, and Ma Zhouxuan, the imperial historian, into the palace overnight for questioning.

"Helan Chushi crashed into the wall and died! How did you do things? How could there be such a mistake? How do you let me explain to everyone in the world, and how to explain to Hou Junji." His Majesty Li Er roared at the three courtiers.

The three of them were silent!
In the end, Ma Zhou, the official censor, stood up first and said, "Your Majesty! The prison in Dali Temple is guarded by people from Dali Temple. If something like this happens, it should be due to the dereliction of duty of Dali Temple Minister Sun Fujia."

After hearing this, Sun Fujia quit on the spot!If the feces of the crime of negligence were put on Sun Fujia's head like this, his official career would come to an end.

"Ma Zhou, don't talk nonsense in front of His Majesty!" Sun Fujia pointed at Ma Zhou.

"Your Majesty! This matter is definitely not my fault! The prison guards are not only my people from Dali Temple, but also the soldiers from Zuo Tunwei and the personal guards of King Wei's Marriage Palace."

"I just found out about what happened in the prison."

"The man was imprisoned in your prison in Dali Temple. Now that he died there, you are not responsible. Who is responsible? Could it be His Majesty's fault?" Ma Zhou continued.

"You..." Sun Fujia was speechless for a moment! If he dared to say that it was the fault of His Majesty Li Er, he would be finished.

(End of this chapter)