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Chapter 663 Sure enough
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the lives of his wife, children and relatives were already in the hands of others.The complexions of all the officials in the palace changed. Zhao Yushi's face turned ashen, and he turned his head and raised his finger to King Ning, who was in a high position, and said, "What does King Ning want to do? Are you really going to rebel?"

"Zhao Yushi's words are wrong." A melodious voice like a flowing spring rang behind him. For some reason, Zhao Yushi felt a chill on his back. When he turned his head, he saw Zhu Jingyu walking behind him as if walking in a courtyard. , is still the gentleman's demeanor like a spring willow, but it makes people feel like a spring breeze. Just like this young man who looks as gentle as jade, just when he raised a knife and took a life, Not even a blink of an eye.

Such a person, no matter how gentle they are on the surface, is actually cold and hard in heart.

Naturally, Zhu Jingyu didn't care what Zhao Yushi was thinking in his heart. Seeing Zhao Yushi's sullen face and not saying a word, he just stared at him closely, with a hint of fear in his tense and guarded expression, Zhu Jingyu sneered, and the corners of his mouth half closed. Gou, "His Royal Highness Prince Ning is the emperor's younger brother. Even if His Majesty did not suffer this calamity today, it will be a matter of time before he succeeds to the throne. Now, it is just forced by the situation and he has no choice but to do so. At this time, it is the best policy to draw fire from the bottom of the pot. As for your wives, children and relatives, of course it is only for protection. I have just said that the sons and daughters have just said that in troubled times, you adults will be able to be more loyal to the court when you have no worries about the future, don’t you? Sirs, there is no need to worry. , After the late emperor is buried, the whole family can be reunited."

With a slight smile, a pleasant voice, and even those words are particularly nice, but they are still a bright threat.

Zhao Yushi was upset, but... His eyes fell on Zhu Jingyu's slender and clean hand, and Zhao Yushi rolled his throat almost imperceptibly. The hand that could kill mercilessly moved away, not daring to take a second look, and said with difficulty, "Even if His Royal Highness Ning Wang is the emperor's younger brother, it is not in accordance with the rules to take the throne at this time..."

A mocking smile flashed across Zhu Jingyang's eyes, but Zhu Jingyu's expression did not reveal the slightest clue, he still smiled slightly, like a gentle son, "Don't worry about this, my lords, my father will naturally take the funeral ceremony of the first emperor as the first priority." First of all, for other things, wait until after the late emperor is buried, and then take your time, don't worry. Zhao Yushi, this...is it in compliance with the rules?"

Zhao Yushi's throat was choked and he couldn't speak.

Zhu Jingyu's long crow-colored eyelashes were lowered, covering the dark light in his eyes, and there was still a smile on his pale thin lips.

Zhao Yushi had nothing to say, and the others looked at each other, also becoming dumb.

Zhen Guohou took a step forward, cupped his hands and said in a respectful voice, "His Royal Highness, King Ning, please move to the Fengtian Hall and issue the national mourning edict, so as to comfort the spirit of the late emperor in heaven, and to calm the hearts of all people in the world."

The others looked at each other, then bowed their heads and cupped their hands, "Your Highness, please move to Fengtian Hall and take charge of the overall situation!"

Regardless of whether they are willing or forced to do so, this group of people is finally honest.

Right now, as long as the national mourning edict is promulgated, even if he has not formally ascended the throne, the father's name will be justified, and there is only one ceremony left.

Although today's matter was a bit rushed, fortunately, everything went well.Among other things, Uncle Huang's disappearance is quite valuable!

Zhu Jingyang couldn't stop the joy in his heart, he raised his lips and smiled.

It was only when he looked up and saw King Ning's serious face that he remembered that the smile was inappropriate, so he quickly put it away.Turning his head, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of Zhu Jingyu standing beside him.He was just standing like that, dressed in a black court dress, but for some reason, his upright figure made people feel particularly glaring.

Just now, when he and Zhao Yushi came and went, he really regarded himself as a man who kept his word, and it was thanks to his father for pampering him like this.This was after he came in, and I don't know how arrogant the third child was before he came in.

Zhu Jingyang secretly lowered his eyes, covering the dark light in his eyes.

As soon as the national mourning edict came out, the entire palace city was covered with white in less than half a day.

The imperial guards controlled the palace, and all the courtiers above the fourth grade stayed in the palace to kneel, and everything was in order.At first glance, it seems like everything is under control.

But it's only at first glance.

Zhu Jingyu had changed into a filial attire, and the simple plain white clothes on him highlighted his arrogance and desolation.Standing with his hands behind his back on the white jade railing outside Fengtian Hall, he turned his head and looked at the Fengtian Hall where people were coming and going, and there were cries from time to time. His eyes were as indifferent as ice and snow, but the eyebrow peaks like distant mountains were tense. frowned.

"What's the matter, son?" Rong Feng was a little puzzled, even though it was during the national mourning period, those people had to look bitter and hateful when acting, not to mention the people in the palace, everyone cried like a dead father Still miserable.But Rongfeng couldn't tell whether his son was really sad or fake.Obviously everything is going well, after the national mourning is over, His Royal Highness King Ning will inherit the throne logically, at that time, no matter how bad his son is, he will be a prince.Rongfeng felt his heart surge when he thought about it, but why did his young master seem not happy at all, but still worried?

Zhu Jingyu is naturally unhappy, what is there to be happy about?Today's situation is forced, and it seems to be beneficial to their father and son, but in fact, the good reputation his father wanted has been completely ruined. Right now, it is just a layer of window paper that has not been pierced.In the end, if the father ascended the throne smoothly, and secured the throne, and solved Xia Changhe and the others, then naturally no one would dare to pierce the window paper, and then he could really rest easy.But now it is still far away.

There are many lessons learned from the past that everyone pushes against the wall.Not to mention winners and losers, he always felt that today's result was what the person who planned it wanted to see.

However, he knew it clearly, but he had to follow that person's mind.It was as if he had become a pawn being manipulated by someone. This feeling was not good at all.

He couldn't explain this feeling himself, and naturally he couldn't explain it to Rongfeng.

Therefore, just silent.

Rong Feng rubbed his nose and didn't dare to say any more, thinking of the one who disappeared suddenly before entering the palace and hadn't been found yet. Could it be because of this incident?well!If you want him to say that his young master is good at everything, why did he just let that one become the devil in his life, and once he meets him, the young master will follow the devil like a demon, and become a completely different person?
"My lord." When Rong Feng was slandering, Fang Nan hurried over and reached Zhu Jingyu's side, and then bowed his hands to greet him.

Zhu Jingyu glanced up, he understood, moved closer, lowered his voice, and whispered in a voice that only a few people could hear, "I have checked carefully, and there is no military report submitted by Xiao Jing."

Zhu Jingyu's eyebrows twitched, but there was not much surprise in his eyes, "Sure enough!" Those two words were incomprehensible and complicated, and there was also a strange sense of sadness, but there was no half-expected joy.

(End of this chapter)