at the same time.
Various gossips spread in the city, but the Zhou family was deeply saddened.
"My Qi'er!"
Zhou Yuanshan held the coffin and cried in grief.
His son is dead!
Killed by guards.
But he didn't believe it. The Zhou family's guards were all dead soldiers and there was no way they could betray the young master.
It must be a frame-up.
"Check, we must find out the truth. No matter who killed my son, he must pay the price!"
Zhou Yuanshan grieved for a long time, but also made a serious analysis.
There must be something fishy about this matter.
His son has many enemies, but they are all ordinary people with little status.
And the person who can make Long Wei conceal the truth is definitely not an ordinary person.
"If necessary, Long Wei, who is in charge of Qi'er's case, can be bribed, even with one hundred thousand or one million silver!"
Zhou Yuanshan said about the investigation of the case.
"Master, don't worry!"
"We are very confident in this case."
Several worshipers nodded, with a cold light in their eyes, and then exited the mourning hall and began to investigate the cause of Zhou Lingqi's death.
…
Yunze.
Ming Palace.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty's letter..."
The palace guards outside the door quickly entered the palace holding the letter.
"Quick, get it quickly!"
The young Prince Ming was so excited that he quickly took the letter, tore it open and read it carefully.
His eyes suddenly turned red, he raised the letter and ran towards the garden excitedly, "Princess, princess, our father asked us to return to Beijing to celebrate the New Year..."
…
Dali
Song Palace.
"Father wants me to go back to Beijing to celebrate the New Year? Okay, great!"
King Song received the letter from the capital and was very excited.
The capital was the place where he was born and raised, and after all, the fiefdom didn't have much of a sense of belonging.
"Come here, pack your things and go back to Beijing!"
The King of Song was not married yet, and his life in the fief was quite comfortable.
He doesn't like to write or write, but he likes horseback riding and archery.
I have hunted more than I have written.
"I heard that my eldest brother appeared out of thin air and was canonized as the crown prince?"
King Song narrowed his eyes, took two fourth-grade old men with him, set off lightly, and headed straight for the capital!
…
Donghuai.
Han Dynasty Palace.
In the quaint palace of the King of Han, the young King of Han writes, while the princess grinds ink with bare hands.
Next to him is the little prince sleeping soundly in the cradle.
"There is a road to the mountain of books, and diligence is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of learning, and hard work is the boat..."
"Thousands of hammers have been made to carve out the deep mountains, and the fire will burn them as if it were nothing. I will not be afraid of my bones being shattered into pieces. I want to leave my innocence in the world..."
"It took ten years to sharpen a sword, but the frost blade has never been tested. Today, I show you the sword. Who will have any injustice?"
The King of Han looked at the poems on the rice paper and liked them very much. He smiled at the delicate and beautiful princess and said, "It's hard work for Xin'er to study the ink..."
"My prince's handwriting is getting better and better!" the princess chuckled.
The King of Han shook his head and said: "My calligraphy is nothing. The calligraphy of the gentleman who composed these poems is the real beauty..."
"It's a pity that I am in Donghuai Mansion and can't go anywhere to meet this gentleman. Otherwise, I would definitely pay him a visit. I would like to take him as my teacher!"
The young King of Han has an elegant temperament.
At this time.
"Your Majesty, a letter from your Majesty!" the voice of the palace guard sounded outside.
"Father?"
The young King Han was shaken, and he quickly walked out of the study, took the letter and read it.
"Xin'er, get ready, our father wants us to return to Beijing for the New Year!"
A smile appeared on King Han's face, "It's been a long time since I saw my father, my uncle, my sixth brother and my seventh brother."
"I heard that our Dayan has a crown prince, who is my eldest brother... I can take a good look at them this time!"
The princess looked at the excited King Han with tenderness in her eyes.
…
Jing'an.
Prince Qin's Mansion.
The young King Qin was conducting a sand table simulation in the military palace of his residence.
The northern border and other places are marked on it.
And the attack route of the monster pirates.
At the same time, based on the intelligence, the marching route of the Zhenbei Army was arranged, as well as several important battles.
"It's weird!"
"In this battle in the north, it feels like the Zhenbei Army knew the demon bandits' attack route in advance and formed a line of defense."
"But the Zhenbei Army deliberately opened a gap to allow the demon bandits to enter..."
"Everything in this war is under the control of the Zhenbei Army. Is it the emperor's uncle's layout that is powerful, or is it... a conspiracy in itself?"
The prince opened several other messages.
"The disasters in the two southern provinces were caused by the Humanity Sect and the demon generals of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom. What a coincidence, this is really a coincidence!"
"Uncle Emperor, what kind of chess are you playing?"
King Qin narrowed his eyes.
At this time.
A guard knocked on the door, "Your Majesty, there is a letter from your Majesty!"
King Qin was stunned for a moment, then walked out of the hall quickly, took the letter and read it, "Returning to Beijing for the New Year? This is so sudden!"
He calculated the time and found that it was only three days until the New Year.
He was given almost no time to prepare.
"I don't know what my father's intention is..."
King Qin shook his head, didn't think much, and then ordered to go down and set off to the capital.
…
Beijing.
The city is covered with red silk, and as the Chinese New Year is approaching, every household is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.
The streets are full of shops selling New Year's goods, and it's very lively.
In the palace.
The eunuchs and maids were also busy decorating the various halls in the palace, adding a lively atmosphere to the deserted palace.
At the same time, fireworks and firecrackers from the Ministry of Industry were also transported into the palace.
East Palace.
"Be careful, don't damage it!"
Lin Yi was studying and practicing, and when he heard Mei Chunguang's voice, his consciousness swept over and found that it was the little eunuchs carrying fireworks.
"What's the point of setting off fireworks in the palace?"
Lin Yi walked out of the study and said to Mei Chunguang: "Wait a minute, don't set off fireworks in the East Palace, send them all to the Stork Tower!"
Mei Chunguang said: "Your Highness, if we don't let the East Palace go, won't it become less lively?"
Lin Yidao: "Being happy alone is not as good as being happy together!"
Since we celebrate the New Year at the Stork Tower and choose to have fun with the people, the fireworks should also be set off at the Stork Tower and the river.
When the whole city can see it, this will be an unforgettable New Year's Eve.
"yes!"
Mei Chunguang didn't say anything more and asked the eunuch to load the car and be ready to send it to Guanque Tower at any time.
"Go to Qianqing Palace!"
Lin Yi planned to persuade Lin Yunhong to make the New Year's Eve party more lively.
Draw the hearts of Dayan people closer.
Lin Yicai came to the imperial study room, and Lin Yunhong asked him to go in directly.
"My son, please see your father!"
Lin Yi saluted and said hello, and found that Lin Yunhong seemed to be in a good mood, and asked curiously: "Why is my father so happy?"
"Have it?"
Lin Yunhong was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "I'm not happy, am I?"
Lin Yi smiled and said nothing.
Pack?
"Cough~"
Seeing Lin Yi's silence, Lin Yunhong coughed slightly and said, "The King of Qin, the King of Han, the King of Song, and the King of Ming have arrived in the capital!"
"So fast?"
Lin Yi was a little surprised. The emperor's brothers were so fast. They must have returned home quickly.
But it seemed that the fourth-grade gentleman beside them was very tired.
"You're here just in time, go to the imperial city to greet you!"
Lin Yunhong is a person who values family ties. It's not that he doesn't want the prince to come to Beijing, it's just too troublesome.
It also costs money.
Traveling all the way is tiring.
But after the princes really returned to Beijing, he felt very happy.
"good!"
Lin Yi smiled, thought for a moment, and said, "Call Cong Di and Wei Di!"
Lin Yunhong was stunned for a moment. He looked at Lin Yi with a smile on his lips, "Who said the Tian family is ruthless? I will be the first to confront him!"
