The Ninth Prince's house was invaded by thieves, which frightened several princesses.
The Ninth Prince, who had not been involved in state affairs for a long time, was furious and personally led his troops to the Ministry of Punishment and the city defense camp.
That night, the entire imperial city was in chaos.
There were even more cavalry at the four city gates of the empire, and all the soldiers took to the streets overnight to search for all suspicious persons.
When the news reached the palace, the empress was even more furious.
This time, not only all the troops of the Criminal Department were mobilized, but even the Wolf Guards were dispatched.
The Wolf Guard Corps was the responsibility of the original Supervision Department Wolf Guard and the Imperial City Guard Corps. After the integration, the Wolf Guard Corps selected 20,000 elite soldiers to be directly responsible for guarding the entire inner city.
The empress gave an order, and the entire Wolf Guard regiment's cavalry came out in all directions. People in the imperial city were panicked. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gong Qingqiu sent Liu Yijin and two others out of the city.
Outside the city, there were horses that Liu Yijing had arranged for a long time ago, and the two rode away from the city.
"Liu Yijin, what exactly did you see in the Ninth Prince's house?"
Qingluan looked curious about the baby.
Liu Yijin glanced sideways: "You are the leader on the martial arts list, why do you like to inquire about such things."
"I'm just curious. Besides, having fun alone is not as good as having fun with everyone."
Qingluan yawned: "But if you gain something, I will gain something too."
Qingluan took out something from his arms: "You must have one of this at home."
Under the moonlight, a very delicate painted pottery appeared in front of Liu Yijin.
Reiner your horse and stop suddenly.
Liu Yijin looked at the painted pottery in Qingluan's hand in disbelief, with various speculations flashing in his mind.
"Where did you get this?"
Qingluan casually threw the painted pottery to Liu Yijin, who hurriedly picked it up. It was about the same size, but the fine brushwork on this painted pottery was more delicate, and most importantly, the fingers of this painted pottery were genuine five fingers. .
"I saw this painted pottery at the Nine Princes' Mansion. I had an identical painted pottery at your house, so I took it over."
"But the brushwork on this painted pottery is much more delicate, and it's much more mature than the one in your house."
"And I have observed that these two painted pottery were made by the same person..."
Liu Yijin's brain suddenly exploded. He still remembered what Liu Yong said in the prime minister's house. This was a handicraft made by his youngest son. There are six fingers on the painted pottery.
Princess Qingqiu said that she was very familiar with painted pottery. Her brother often kneaded this kind of pottery for him back then. Moreover, she said that the prime minister's son died on the same day as the prince, and the prime minister's son did not have six fingers.
If we judge simply from these two pieces of information, then the six fingers refer to the deceased son of the late Emperor and the Queen Mother. In fact, he is still alive?
A civet cat for a prince?
Liu Yijin felt a little confused.
"Is it possible that the prime minister's son is not his biological son, but that the son of the late emperor and the queen mother was actually the son of the prime minister and the queen mother?"
Qingluan on the side looked at Liu Yijin with a strange expression: "Are you confused? If so, does the late emperor know? Can the queen mother still be alive?"
Liu Yijin took a deep breath: "Yes, if this is the case, then the Queen Mother will definitely not survive."
Qingluan stood on the horse in boredom, practicing the golden rooster's independence: "Unless the late emperor doesn't know, or someone helps the queen mother to cover up this kind of thing."
Liu Yijin played with the painted pottery in his hand, recalling the conversation he heard in the Nine Princes' Mansion.
The Ninth Prince and the Queen Mother have a son.
The Queen Mother and the Prime Minister also have sons.
Which of these two is correct?
And if the Ninth Prince is really the elder of Maitreya Buddhism as His Majesty said, then is the leader behind him the same?
This idea exploded in Liu Yijin's mind like lightning.
And what the empress said, she seemed to have known about what happened between the Queen Mother and the Ninth Prince for a long time, and she was not surprised or angry at all by what she said.
This shows that the empress knows all this, so is the empress also secretly investigating the truth back then?
There was also the struggle for the throne between the Empress and the Ninth Prince. What was the reason that gave the Empress the edge in the end?
"Did the ministers take sides, or was it a compromise within the royal family? Or was it that the empress had control over the Ninth Prince at that time?"
Qingluan on the side looked at Liu Yijin with suspicion: "What on earth are you mumbling about?"
Liu Yijin felt a chill on his back. He turned back and glanced in the direction of the imperial city, feeling a cold breath whistling from behind.
He felt that he was being pushed step by step into a larger whirlpool. This whirlpool was centered on the imperial city and spread to the border areas.
And the two things the Empress explained were really just to maintain the unity of the empire and not to get involved in the Empress' conspiracy?
For the empress who was suppressed by him and accidentally blasphemed, Liu Yijin only felt a terrible feeling from the bottom of his heart.
He felt like he was a gun, a gun that was being sharpened more and more sharply.
But can you stop now?
Qingluan on the side yawned: "Liu Yijin, you have been grinding a stick of incense for a long time, do you still want to continue grinding?"
The two galloped on their horses and finally met up with Mengyao and others in a small town.
Seeing Liu Yijin's slightly pale face, Lan Yu'er hurriedly felt her pulse.
"Don't make such a fuss, you won't die." Qingluan on the side looked sleepy: "After struggling for most of the night, I got a painted pottery, and he was so scared."
Mengyao hurriedly asked: "What's going on?"
"You'll know if you ask him."
Watching Qingluan walk out, Mengyao turned around and was about to speak when she heard Lan Yuer say: "Sir, who gave you the medicine?"
Liu Yijin looked at Lan Yuer's nervous expression and became even more nervous: "What's wrong? Is it serious?"
"No, this medicine is very effective, but there is still a cold air in your body that has not been discharged. This needs acupuncture to force it out."
"This medicine was given by His Majesty."
Lan Yu'er made a soft sound, took out the silver needle, and pierced Liu Yijin's tail vertebra.
"Sir, please bear with me for a moment, I need to give you a massage."
Lan Yuer rolled up her sleeves and pressed her hands directly on Liu Yijin's thighs.
This time, Liu Yijin's whole body trembled. If he hadn't had a silver needle stuck in his tail vertebra, he would have jumped up at this time.
"Sir, don't be nervous. This is just a simple massage. Using silver needles and techniques, the remaining cold air in your body will be guided to your lower body and drained out smoothly."
Liu Yijin only felt a warm current flowing slowly through his body, and then his whole body trembled and his face flushed: "Okay, okay, you can go out for a while."
Lan Yuer's delicate face showed a trace of flushing: "Actually, adults don't need to pay attention to us, you can do it now too."
"Not now!" Liu Yijin's face turned rosy and his whole body was shaking: "I'm not in the habit of farting in public. You'd better leave and let me feel comfortable alone."
Mengyao burst into laughter: "I didn't expect you to be shy sometimes, sir."
Liu Yijin looked helpless: "Okay, stop teasing me and leave quickly, leave quickly."
After the two women walked out, Liu Yijin suddenly felt a thunderous sound in his abdomen, and then a burst of cold air came out of his body, making him tremble all over.
Cool!
After cleaning himself briefly, Liu Yijin changed into clean clothes and walked out.
Qingluan jumped down from the roof: "Liu Yijin, your voice is quite loud."
Liu Yijin laughed loudly: "The acupuncture can cure the disease. If it weren't for Miss Yu'er's unparalleled silver needle, I guess this cold air will remain in my body for a long time."
