In the school hall.
Countless literati made an uproar and were very surprised by this.
Lin Yi's reputation in the capital was almost universally known. In the impression, he was an invincible prince. How could he die?
"Is this true?" the master asked solemnly.
"really!"
The master nodded seriously, while the scholars and scholars whispered, Zhang Jiuer's eyes were blank.
The lecturer stood up and said: "This matter must be informed to the doctor and the dean!"
The master looked embarrassed and said: "The doctor and the dean...accompanied His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to go to the north together."
Teacher: "..."
Everyone fell silent, and then they seemed to think of something, and suddenly there was an inexplicable sense of crisis.
The eldest wife and the dean accompanied the prince to the northern region, and the prince passed away... can the eldest wife and the dean still survive?
Even if you live...won't your Majesty express your anger?
When the time comes, as disciples of Qingshan Academy, will they be implicated? Some people even started to tremble.
The little painting saint Tang Hu seemed to have made some decision in his eyes, and whispered to himself: "Taishan Academy, I must enter it in this life!"
…
The news of Prince Lin Yi's death spread among the people, and the people in the city were all sad and felt that God was unfair.
Holy courtyard.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The laughter of Holy Son Li Xiyang echoed in the Holy Son Hall of Tianshu Academy.
When Li Wenbo came back from going to the toilet, he heard Li Xiyang laughing loudly, so he walked over and asked curiously: "What is Li Shengzi laughing at? Are you so happy?"
"You came just in time!"
Li Xiyang patted Li Wenbo on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You must be very happy to hear this good news, hahaha!"
"Yeah?"
Li Wenbo's appetite was whetted and he looked at Li Xiyang expectantly: "Li Shengzi, tell me quickly?"
Li Xiyang smiled and said: "The Prince of Dayan, Lin Yi, who made you suffer so much humiliation, is dead... Hahaha, it's so satisfying..."
Li Wenbo was stunned, his body trembling slightly: "Wha...what?"
"Look at your state of mind. Are you trembling with excitement? Hahaha, but I can understand it!"
Li Xiyang patted Li Wenbo on the shoulder and said: "Lin Yi stood on top of my head for too long, making me breathless. Now I am finally free... Hahaha!"
"I'm going to fuck you!"
Li Wenbo was so confused that he raised his hand and punched Li Xiyang in the face.
boom!
Li Xiyang never thought that Li Wenbo would take action against him. His whole head was knocked to the ground and fell to the ground.
Li Xiyang was a little confused. He lay on the ground and turned to glare at Li Wenbo: "Wenbo, what the hell are you doing?"
"I……"
Li Wenbo was really angry and confused just now. He couldn't stand Li Xiyang's proud smile, so he couldn't help but take action.
But after being beaten, he would have to bear the corresponding consequences. He quickly stepped forward to help Li Xiyang up and said guiltily: "Holy Son, I... I was so excited just now that I mistakenly thought you were Lin Yi..."
It was a very low-level excuse, but Li Xiyang knew Li Wenbo's feelings for him, so how could he hit him?
Li Xiyang's anger was mostly gone.
Fortunately, that punch didn't use any talent, and the pain was still within the tolerable range.
"Look at your virtue, don't make a mistake next time, but I can understand you, hahaha..."
After all, Li Xiyang was feeling proud and happy now. Naturally, he didn't take Li Wenbo's beating to his heart to heart.
"I'm going to report to the teacher. Maybe the teacher can fully recover from his injuries..."
Li Xiyang decided to share the good news with Kong Zhongzi.
But Li Wenbo quickly shouted: "Holy Son, no!"
In Li Wenbo's opinion, if Kong Zhongzi recovers from his injury and loses his influence, will Taishan Academy be able to survive? Isn’t the imperial court even more declining?
Li Xiyang frowned and said, "Huh?"
Li Wenbo whispered in Li Xiyang's ear: "Holy Son, think about it. If the Holy Master wakes up and recovers from his injuries... can this Holy Court... still be yours?"
These words were quite heart-wrenching. After hearing this, Li Xiyang angrily scolded Li Wenbo: "You are so outrageous. Can you even say this?"
"I have a pure heart towards the teacher and the Holy Court. Do you actually think that this Holy Son will covet the position of Holy Master of the Holy Court?"
Li Wenbo was stunned.
Could it be that I made a mistake?
Li Xiyang glanced at Li Wenbo and said: "However, it is really not appropriate to tell the teacher about the news of Lin Yishen's death. After all, the teacher is still recovering from his injuries, and something will happen if he is slightly stimulated..."
"Wenbo, your reminder was very timely. Come on, let's have a couple of drinks?"
Li Wenbo relaxed a little, smiled and nodded: "Okay..."
But behind this smile, there is deep sadness and helplessness.
Just right.
He also wanted to get drunk.
…
at the same time.
Mei Zheren learned from Yan Shuangwu and Zhao Tai the reason for the death of the prince, and hurried back to the palace anxiously.
In the palace of Qianqing Palace, the sixth prince Lin Cong was kneeling not far from the dragon bed, with tears and runny nose streaming down his face. He was crying very sadly, which could be described as heartbreaking.
"Brother Royal!"
"Brother Imperial, I feel very guilty for you. Brother Imperial has not seen me go to the fiefdom yet, how can I leave without saying goodbye?"
"Brother Imperial... woo hoo!"
Lin Cong was heartbroken, with a look of remorse, shame and guilt.
Lin Yunhong sat on the edge of the dragon couch. He didn't speak, just stared at Lin Yi blankly.
"Stay back, as long as you have what you want, don't disturb the prince!" Lin Yunhong said calmly.
"..."
Lin Cong was stunned for a moment. The prince was gone. Are you afraid of making a noise?
Father?
Give him some sweets first, and then say... Take back the fame he gained from going to the fiefdom, and let him become the new prince of Dayan!
Seeing that Lin Cong did not retreat, Lin Yunhong continued to speak: "You don't want to leave the capital and go to the fiefdom?"
"right!"
Lin Cong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly put his forehead on the floor and said seriously: "Father, I want to stay with my father forever and fulfill the obligations and responsibilities of a son!"
"good!"
Lin Yunhong nodded calmly and said: "When the prince enters the imperial mausoleum, you will stay outside the imperial mausoleum and stay with the prince for me!"
"ah……"
Lin Cong raised his head suddenly, opened his mouth wide, and looked at Lin Yunhong with a pale face.
What...what do you mean?
Guard the mausoleum?
His dignified sixth prince went to guard the late prince's mausoleum? Is there any mistake? This is what those old eunuchs should do!
"His Majesty!"
Mei Zheren's voice rang outside the dormitory at this time, and then he quickly entered the dormitory and prostrated himself in front of Lin Yunhong.
"The ins and outs of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's deeds in the North have been fully investigated..."
Mei Zheren knelt down and said.
"explain!"
Lin Yunhong said in a deep voice.
At that moment, Mei Zheren told a series of things that happened when Lin Yi went to the north, including the true identity of Princess Changping.
And how the King of Zhenbei controlled the monsters to cause trouble in the northern border in recent years, and used the plan to win people's hearts through war, including trapping and killing the citizens and soldiers of the city.
In the end, Prince Lin also burned his soul to ask for the Holy Judgment to eliminate King Zhenbei and Princess Changping, the leader of the Humanity Sect.
At this point...Prince Lin also closed his eyes forever.
"Your Majesty!"
Lin Yunhong stood up, his eyes filled with mist, and raised his head to prevent it from falling.
He turned to look at Lin Cong and said: "Lao Liu, don't you want to be the prince? Ask yourself, how big is the difference between you and the prince? You are able to guard the prince's mausoleum because of your filial piety..."
"Father, I..."
Lin Cong's heart went cold. He felt like he was on a snowy day in June, and his whole body felt cold. No matter how powerful Master Qin was, he couldn't express his sadness, love, and grief...
