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Ji Huaishu and Hai Da'a looked at each other again, seeing that the old cunning man was still calm and composed, and treated himself as an outsider, thinking: "This old fox is really cunning, he has been with the ancestor for many years, what is the matter?" You know everything very clearly, but you don’t want to confide a word.”

   had no choice but to adjust his tone, looked at Lin Jinxiao cautiously, and asked tentatively, "Has your Highness ever heard about the posthumous son of the former crown prince?"

   "Well, I heard a little bit."

  Lin Jinxiao picked up his tea impatiently and took a sip, always feeling that this old Shangshu was very abnormal today.

   Hai Da saw that Ji Huaishu had never dared to speak out, and eventually lost his patience, and then reminded: "Your Highness, in fact, the rumors in the market are not rumors, and the posthumous son of the former prince is indeed still alive."

  Hearing this, Lin Jinxiao's calm face suddenly sank, and the hand holding the teacup couldn't help but freeze.

   "I have concealed it from His Highness for a long time, and I really have no choice."

Hai Da'a knelt down in fear, pleading guilty and said: "Since I came to Luyan Port, I have been wanting to tell His Highness about this matter, but I think that my ancestor walks on thin ice every step in the palace, and dare not disturb her old man. It is a big plan, so I have been holding back until now before mentioning it to His Highness, and I dare not lie to His Highness again, Your Highness, you are the grandson of the ancestors, the posthumous child of the former prince who was exiled among the people."

   "My king?"

  Lin Jinxiao shook his head in disbelief: "Are you two joking?"

   Thinking that the lady mentioned this matter in the past, recalling all the experiences, and looking at the solemn expressions of Ji Huaishu and Hai Da'a again, he suddenly realized that they might not have lied.

  When his mind was wandering and confused, Ji Huaishu also knelt down immediately, with mixed emotions in his heart.

Facing this nephew who had been lost for many years, he suppressed the tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth and kowtowed: "The ancestor and the concubine have been waiting in the palace for His Royal Highness to return to Beijing as soon as possible. Your Highness is returning to Beijing."

   "Old Ancestor, Toffee?"

Lin Jinxiao stood up, staggered a few steps back a little unsteadily, and stood still. Only then did he realize that if he was the posthumous child, then the old ancestor was his imperial grandmother, and Concubine Ji was his own. Birth mother?

   "This Queen Mother is still alive?"

   There was an indescribable feeling in his heart, and he rolled again.

  Being deprived of his mother's love since he was a child, this moment made him unable to bear a trace of unconcealable joy in his heart.

   "Alive, just my elder sister."

At this point, Ji Huaishu broke down in tears: "In desperation, the old magistrate begged the county magistrate of Tingshu to replace His Highness with his own newborn child and take him out of Beijing, but the concubine did not know the inside story. In just a few days, I watched the prince and his cronies die tragically in the Eastern Palace, and then learned that my own child was suffering, and I couldn't bear this heavy blow, and my mind was completely confused."

After a pause, he went on to talk in a heavy tone: "After the old King Qinghe put down the Jingling City rebellion, although the ancestors took the concubine back to the palace and placed them in Zhaochun Palace, the concubine is still a I am in a daze, and the imperial physician has used countless prescriptions, but nothing has improved."

   "Yang Runchen."

  Lin Jinxiao clenched his fists fiercely: "The hatred of killing his father and humiliating his mother is irreconcilable. Where is this person now?"

  Ji Huaishu buried his head tightly, and replied in a painful voice: "Tie Yang was executed together with more than a dozen masterminds on the night of the palace uprising. His Majesty pardoned the death penalty for Yang's family members and their party members, and changed it to exile and censure."

   "Yang Runchen has committed such a heinous crime. How can his family members and party members be pardoned?"

When Lin Jinxiao didn't know his life experience before, Lin Jinxiao felt extremely sorry for the former crown prince and those courtiers who died in vain. Now that he knew that he was Lin Tingan's son, he became even more angry. He slammed his fist on the table, He said angrily: "This king will definitely march the whole army into Beijing, confiscate all the Yang family's family and exterminate the family, and avenge the grievances of the dead loyal souls."

   "Your Highness, the current situation is chaotic, and it is really inappropriate to carry out mass killings."

Ji Huaishu persuaded: "What's more, Yang Runchen assisted the kings of the three dynasties, and his disciples and old officials are all over the world. There are at least tens of thousands of party members who have intersected with him. Why don't you know the hatred in His Highness's heart, the reason why he took the initiative to excuse Yang's party is to hope that His Highness can stabilize his mind and take advantage of this to attract people's hearts."

Seeing this, Hai Da'a also took advantage of the situation to persuade him: "Your Highness, King Qinghe is so powerful right now, he dared to disregard his ancestors' precepts and lead troops into the capital, and he has long since ignored His Majesty. Your Highness must not disappoint the princess' painstaking efforts." , now it is time to try our best to attract all forces to return to Beijing as soon as possible."

   "Princess?"

Thinking of Chu Nanzhi's mother and daughter who were still in the capital, Lin Jinxiao was in a state of confusion, and couldn't help but frowned: "If Lin Jinke rebels, the first thing to bear the brunt is to detain his wife and children. Jingling City is thousands of miles away. , what should this king do?"

   At this moment, he wished he could fly to Beijing immediately and bring their mother and son back.

   "Please rest assured, Your Highness, once King Qinghe changes, the ancestors will try to **** the princess and Xiaojun Wang Xiaojunzhu out of Beijing."

  Ji Huaishu hesitated for a moment, full of worry, said: "Changlao and Wangfei are in a hurry to send a letter back, I am afraid that Tang Ru will be harmful to His Highness."

   "Tang Confucianism?"

  Lin Jinxiao half-closed his eyes, feeling a headache for this person.

  Since he returned from Changning County's defeat, he has been staying in the mansion to reflect on himself, and he has not shown any extraordinary performance. If he wants to take advantage of his weaknesses, it seems that there is no room for him to start.

After thinking about it, he had no choice but to tell Hai Da'a: "Director Hai, go to the Duwei Mansion for the king, and ask Zhang Yu to send more people to watch Tang Ru's movements. Before the princess returns smoothly, you must not let go." He left with Princess Qian."

   Right now, although Langzhou is guarded by Ji Rongheng, he is still worried, and immediately added: "You then secretly order He Ying to lead the two thousand cavalry from the palace to the border of Langzhou secretly, ready to meet the princess."

  Ji Huaishu was a little worried: "Your Highness, you have transferred all the elites from the mansion away. If Tang Ru took the opportunity to make trouble, how should you deal with it?"

  After thinking about it in his mind, he hastened to remonstrate: "It's better to ask the governor to order him to send some people from the army to the palace to protect the safety of the palace."

   "No."

Lin Jinxiao waved his hand: "Right now, Captain Kangxiu of Sili is stationed at Luyan Port, and the mansion is under the watchful eye of Chief Shi Song Liao. If this king privately mobilizes the prefectural army to enter the city, he may be framed by King Qinghe for rebellion. In this way, it is even more difficult for the princess and children to return, and now we can only wait for them to start first."

Glancing at Ji Huaishu, who was frowning, Lin Jinxiao suddenly showed a sly smile: "But this king will never become a fish on their chopping board. Since Lord Shangshu entered the mansion in person today, this king will also ask Ji Shangshu to replace it." The king has one thing to do."

   "Please speak, Your Highness."

   Ji Huaishu hurriedly urged.

   "The princess is supposed to return after the New Year's Eve, but she is anxious to send the news back through hidden channels. It must be that King Qinghe has rebellious intentions. If he rebels, I should be most afraid of me now."

Lin Jinxiao analyzed carefully: "And if he wants to succeed, the only ones he can rely on in Luyan Port are Kang Xiu's 1,200 strong Zhongdu officials and Tang Ru's only 800 pieces of music. It is impossible to predict when they will attack, so we can only take strict precautions. The five hundred guards in the mansion can last for a while. I also ask Lord Shang Shu to take over the guards and garrison at the foot of Nanhua Mountain for the king before returning to the court. The army rushes to help."

   "The old minister takes orders."

  Ji Huaishu took the waist card he handed over, and happily left with Hai Da'a.