Pick a Prince and Get Rich

When the important witness died, how should he explain to the emperor? Zhou Wuyong stared at the prison head tightly and cheered coldly: "take him to our officer and interrogate him carefully."

"Yes

After dealing with all this, Zhou Wuyong immediately took a fold to meet him as soon as the sky was bright.

Qiao son defends in a corner outside the patriarchal clan mansion, seeing Zhou Wuyong's flustered look, then knows that the matter has been done, then goes back to report to the queen.

Outside the main hall of Qianqing palace, Zhou Wuyong said to Tong Guan, "father-in-law Tong, please let me know that I have something important to report to the emperor."

Tong guanhou looked at the time outside the hall, frowned and whispered: "Mr. Zhou, it's not the time of the early Dynasty. The emperor is still resting. You'd better wait!"

How could Zhou Wuyong wait? He was very anxious: "Mr. Tong, it's related to the prime minister. Please let me know!"

"This --"

"Who's out there?" There was a hoarse voice in the hall. Ji Hongfeng opened the brocade quilt and let people hold the lamp.

Hearing the movement inside, Tong Guan immediately pushed open the door of the main hall and went in. Zhou Wuyong also rushed in behind him.

"I have something important to tell the emperor!"

"Lord Zhou, just as the emperor wakes up, you'd better..." before Tong Guan finished, he saw Ji Hongfeng get up and put on his boots.

After clearing his throat, a clever eunuch offered hot tea. Ji Hongfeng gargled his mouth and asked, "what's the matter, so anxious?"

Zhou Wuyong knelt down on the ground and said, "if you go back to the emperor, the only authentication you gave to the zongrenfu was poisoned last night."

"What?" Gong e is changing clothes for Ji Hongfeng. Hearing the words, she turns around and looks at him fiercely. "Can you find out who is the person who poisoned him?"

Zhou Wuyong put his hands on the ground and shook his head.

"Then what's the use of your clan?" Ji Hongfeng snatched the ribbon that Gong e had put on her waist and threw it on the ground.

Seeing this, Tong Guan immediately advised: "emperor, please calm down and never hurt your body."

Ji Hongfeng walked back and forth in the main hall, suddenly his steps were slightly stopped, and his heart was clear.

"What can that man account for before he dies?"

"Emperor Mingjian, the bodyguard only told us that the assassination of the prince was ordered by the prime minister, and there was nothing else." Zhou Wuyong gingerly handed over the fold in his sleeve.

"That's all?" Ji Hongfeng took it in his hand and looked at it.

"Yes."

Closing the memorial in his hand, Ji Hongfeng saw that it was not too early, so he said to Tong Guan, "go to the court."

"Yes, Emperor."

Jinluan hall.

Today's morning is very quiet. Without the prime minister here, all the officials are silent. Seeing this, the first prince, Ji rufan, steps forward and says, "father, I want to come to the zongrenfu last night. I have asked the little bodyguard, but I don't know if the prime minister has been wronged. If so, please let the prime minister out as soon as possible."

However, Ji Hongfeng did not answer him. Instead, he looked at Ji Ruchang and Ji Rusheng, who were waiting beside him. Seeing that Ji Ruchang was pale, he still came to the court. He was very comforted.

"What happened to the king of Peiping?"

"Thank you for your concern. The doctor said to keep it well. It will be back to normal in a few days." Ji Ruchang arched her hand slightly, but she pulled the wound on her shoulder blade, but she still resisted.

Ji Hongfeng see this, "since the doctor said let you keep, these days there is no need to come to the palace, back to the house to keep the wound again."

"Thank you, Emperor."

Ji rufan was put aside, discontented, looked at the minister behind him, winked at him, and the minister immediately stood out from the crowd.

"Emperor, the assassination of the prince needs to be finished as soon as possible. After all, the prime minister is the humerus of the central court, for fear of being framed!"