"Ali caught him that day, drew a portrait of him and asked Wangque Tower to help investigate, and got a reply yesterday. The result was not satisfactory. He only found out that the source was in Guiyi Pavilion. If he wanted to dig deeper, what would happen? I can’t even get any clues." Duandao frowned and sighed.
"Guiyi Pavilion?" Tianbao also frowned.
I am a dignified prince, and my identity is naturally a member of the royal family. Even if he has any relationship with Guiyi Pavilion, it should be just a cover-up of his identity, a cover-up.
This further proves that the ability of the people behind it is beyond their imagination. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them not to be able to even investigate Wangque Tower.
Behind the scenes, there is a cunning fox.
There is also Guiyi Pavilion. The real control behind it is probably the powerful people of various countries.
In the middle of the night, Tianbao was drowsily asleep when he vaguely heard the sound of a watch coming from the street.
Then there was a commotion, mixed with crying and shouting coming from a distance.
The girl immediately opened her eyes, her eyes clear and clear as if she had never fallen asleep.
Lifting the quilt, kicking off shoes, and stepping out of the window, all in one go.
Another thin and slender figure jumped out at the same time as her.
After the two landed, they looked at each other and walked towards the source of the sound without saying a word.
Jinqiao Lane, West City, Prince Ling's Mansion.
The lights outside the house are brightly lit.
Imperial City guards in armor and silver swords surrounded the entire palace, and the atmosphere was tense and solemn.
The house was in a mess and stained with blood.
There were corpses lying in every corner of the house, including masters dressed in rich clothes, servants, maids, guards...
Under the screen wall near the gate of the palace, a middle-aged man in black led his men to kill the last guard of Prince Ling's palace who was resisting. His face reflected in the dim light was ferocious and crazy, "Hahahaha! Hahahaha! I sit here. If you don’t get on the throne, don’t even think about sitting on it! If my father is unkind, then I have no righteousness. Even if I die, I will drag this country with me to be buried with him!”
"Prince Xiu, you have no way to escape. If you can capture him without mercy, you can still have dignity." A man's low and indifferent voice came from outside the palace.
"Decent? I have no intention of walking out alive when I come here. I don't even want to risk my life, but I still want to be dignified! Hahahaha! Hongde's lackey! If you have the ability, just come in!"
"There are thirty-two people in Prince Xiu's mansion, but Prince Xiu escaped alone. You turned Changjing upside down outside, but have you ever thought about your wife, children, and grandchildren who are detained in the prison? This will only make their fate more miserable. "
The man outside the house spoke indifferently, talking about human life calmly.
It was a matter of parent and child. King Xiu was so excited that his eyes turned red, "Follow me and fight out!"
On the roof of the house next to the wall of Prince Ling's Mansion, two black shadows were quietly dormant, looking at the scene.
King Xiu was aroused, and his desperate posture during the fight actually frightened the guards who came up from outside for a moment, and the scene was in a stalemate for a while.
The man who led the guards stood on one side and never made a move.
"Uncle Ziyi." From a distance, the man over there had an unrecognizable face behind his back, but Tianbao recognized him just by his voice.
Bai Yu looked away from there, "Let's go, there's nothing to see anymore."
"Um."
The two left quietly again.
Since Uncle Ziyi didn't take action, it means that the big fight tonight with troops to catch people is just a show for the people of Changjing.
King Xiu will not be caught tonight.
Uncle Ziyi's purpose is to inspire King Xiu to hate Hong De even more.
Next, King Xiu may sneak into the palace to kill the king.
His end will be when he enters the palace.
Wei Li prepared a tomb for him in the palace.
The streets are cold in the middle of the night, and the April night is still cold.
The guards had all rushed to Prince Ling's Mansion, and there were no patrolling guards on the streets. Only some dim light cast from a distance reflected the imperial city at night in a mottled and eerie way.
Tianbao and Bai Yu walked slowly on the street without any obstruction.
"Bai Yu, is this seizing power?"
"Well, the royal family has always been like this. The emperor has many heirs. If you want to be in that position, you don't have to be smart. If you want to be infallible, you have to grab it. Only by defeating everyone can you sit on it."
"What's so good about the dragon chair?"
The young man smiled and said, "My arsenic is like honey. Some people want to sit on it because they are greedy for power. Some people want to sit on it because they have to."
"Wei Li is the latter."
"yes."
Tianbao raised his head and looked up at the sky. The stars in the sky were covered by the April mist, making them look hazy and dim.
The night view of Tubei Mountain is still beautiful, with stars hanging one by one above your head, and you can reach for them with your hands.
"It's complicated and troublesome, but I still like farming with my grandma and grandpa," she said.
The young man tilted his head, staring at her profile, which was quiet and soft at night, and smiled, "I like to sit on the field ridge and eat melon seeds while watching you farm."
As expected, he received a punch.
The young man hugged his head and ran away, smiling more joyfully.
In the next few days, none of the boys saw the figure of Broken Sword. Wei Li also came and went in a hurry. Without asking, he knew that the two of them were about to do something big and had no time to greet them.
When they had nothing to do, they walked around the streets and listened to gossip.
At the cusp of the storm, the patrons who went to the tea house to drink tea did not dare to chat anymore. If they wanted to hear the gossip, they could only go to the dark corners of the streets. The five people did everything they could to catch the gossip.
On the seventh day after the destruction of Prince Ling's Mansion, news spread in the palace that Prince Xiu intended to kill the king and was killed on the spot.
The streets and alleys of Changjing were boiling like falling into boiling water.
"Killing three brothers and trying to sneak into the palace to kill the king, this King Xiu is so audacious! He deserves this end!"
"You can't say that. King Xiu has the intention to rebel. Wasn't he forced? Everyone around him who has anything to do with him has been arrested, and the charge of rebellion has been sentenced a long time ago. In this case, it is better to let go If you give it a try, you might be able to win a glimmer of hope!"
"I think there may be something behind the regicide that we don't know about... Think about it carefully, where is the palace? That's where the Holy Emperor lives. On weekdays, it would be difficult for a fly to fly in. King Xiu is wanted His identity, all his faction members were imprisoned in the sky prison, and no one helped him, how did he get into the palace? "
"Hush! Don't talk nonsense! I don't want my life!"
Chengqian Palace.
In the sleeping hall.
Wei Li stood tall, with blood dripping down from the tip of the sharp sword in his right hand. When it fell to the ground, he smashed out a bunch of bright blood plums.
He threw King Xiu's head next to Emperor Hong De's pillow, took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off the sword, "King Xiu intended to regicide and rebel, and was killed on the spot by this general. The principal culprit has been executed, and a group of accomplices are waiting in the prison. Fa Luo. Your Majesty, it’s time to make a decree to kill the traitor and the traitorous official."
The Dragon King's eyes were crooked and his mouth was slanted, saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, his chest was rising and falling violently, and he was gasping for breath.
Wei Li raised his eyes, looked at the King of God with a quenching gaze, and smiled faintly, "I forgot that the Emperor cannot move, so I will write it on my behalf and stamp it with the seal."
After a pause, he raised his lips, and his voice was as gentle as chatting with a friend, "Oh, Your Majesty, don't worry about the objections of the courtiers. At the court meeting later, Mrs. Gan will recognize that I am the twelfth prince, and will lead him later. The faction officials supported me on the throne and proclaimed myself emperor. After all, what happened back then was innocent and there was no sin on my part. On the contrary, now, I am the one who deserves the most credit for killing the treasonous protector."
"Ah, ahhh——!" Emperor Hong De roared crazily, tears overflowing from the corners of his scarlet eyes.
