Zhongzhou Tribute is the day when vassals from all over the world pay tribute every year. Emperor Song and Ming used to have a trade relationship. According to the etiquette system, the Zhongzhou dynasty would have reciprocal gifts. However, since Emperor Ming of Song came to the throne, only tribute has been retained and the dynasty's reciprocal gifts have been abolished.
If he was dissatisfied with the tribute paid by the territorial vassals, Emperor Song and Ming would try to increase taxes.
This was also one of the contradictions that caused conflicts between vassal kings and Emperor Jing of the Song Dynasty.
After three rounds of drinking, vassal kings from all over the country presented treasures one after another.
"Your Majesty's Eastern Pearl is the largest Eastern Pearl found in our territory throughout the year. Together with other turquoise agates, it forms a chain of 108 beads." Feng Wangshuai expressed his opinion first.
Following the movements of the eunuch in charge, everyone looked at the string of beads.
"The perfectly round and flawlessly large Dongzhu. Lord Feng, your Dongzhu is much bigger than in previous years."
"It's funny, this Dongzhu is just an accidental acquisition. It's all God's blessing for me in Zhongzhou."
At the words of the Wind King, everyone shouted: "God bless Zhongzhou!"
Emperor Song Ming nodded with satisfaction, and the eunuch immediately carried the tribute in.
After King Feng had presented his tribute, vassal kings from all over the country came up with tributes one after another. Most of them were of local characteristics. No one could compare with King Feng's string of beads.
Feng Qingge felt that if someone wanted to harm Song Jingrong, they would definitely do something about this beaded chain.
As soon as she looked at Song Jingrong, she saw Song Jingrong nodded to her and obviously noticed the bead chain.
After all, no matter how arrogant Song Jingrong was, he still knew that this string of East beads was very valuable.
When the party was over, Song Jingrong took away the string of Dongzhu and put it into storage.
Early the next morning, Song Jingrong came over with a serious look on his face and said, "This Dongzhu is missing."
Feng Qingge had been mentally prepared for a long time. When she heard that Dongzhu was missing, she was not very surprised. She just asked, "When did it happen?"
"From the time it was put into storage to the time it was lost, it would not have taken more than four hours. However, all the ministers touted this Dongzhu as God's blessing to Zhongzhou. If a large army searches it, it will definitely alert the emperor, who will then punish me for my incompetence in doing things." Song Jingrong Frowning.
"But if you don't do your job well, it won't affect His Highness at all. I'm afraid there will be other tricks." Feng Qingge said.
"What's the next move?"
"Go back to the palace immediately and see if there is Dongzhu in your bedroom."
Song Jingrong suddenly realized that losing it was a trivial matter, but keeping it secretly would be a serious crime.
This Dongzhu can only be worn by emperors, empresses and princes.
With his suspicious temperament, Emperor Jing of the Song Dynasty could not guarantee that he would not do anything.
After Song Jingrong left, Feng Qingge immediately asked the palace staff to help search the third prince's bedroom.
When the entire East Palace was helping to search, someone suddenly came to report: "It's not good, the third prince secretly hid the Dongzhu and was taken away."
"Young Master, what should we do?"
Feng Qingge frowned and recalled it carefully. With Zhao Yinqing's temperament, it was absolutely impossible for him to choose to help King Zhao frame Song Jingrong, but it was entirely possible for him to do it without knowing it.
Zhao Yinqing had been to her bedroom before and had never done anything to her, so what was the point of him coming here to investigate?
Feng Qingge thought about it and suddenly realized it.
That is unless someone cooperates with Zhao Yinqing.
The man concluded that she would not stand idly by if something happened to the third prince, so while she was asking the entire palace to help, he hid Dongzhu in the third prince's palace.
"Gather them together and tell them that Dongzhu has been specially sprinkled with some powder, and it will show up as long as I use special medicine!"
Although Cuizhu was puzzled, she immediately agreed.
Soon everyone in the East Palace was called in by Cuizhu.
Feng Qingge found a box, put a pen washer full of ink in it, and sprinkled some powder on it.
"Each of you must put your hands in, soak them thoroughly and touch the bottom, and then hide your hands. After a quarter of an hour, I will check your hands." Feng Qingge sat on the chair and scanned the They glance.
"yes."
Everyone in the East Palace began to do as required.
A quarter of an hour later, Feng Qingge inspected their hands one by one.
Looking at the dirty hands in the crowd, Feng Qingge immediately pointed out: "You are the one who took this Dongzhu!"
The man immediately retorted: "They don't dare to touch the ink. Only slaves dare to touch it. How can they be slaves? They must be guilty and dare not touch the ink."
Feng Qingge sneered and said: "You are very smart, but your cleverness is mistaken for your cleverness. I specifically stated in the request that you must hit the bottom."
"You put soap powder at the bottom!" the man exclaimed.
"That's right, only those who touch the bottom will have their hands dirty, while those with a guilty conscience will have ink on their hands!" Feng Qingge sneered and said, "Cui Zhu, take someone!"
In an instant, Cuizhu struck the man with a palm, but was easily dodged by him.
Feng Qingge frowned slightly. This man's extraordinary skills were indeed not simple. He didn't expect that he could fight Cuizhu for dozens of moves without falling into a disadvantage.
Cuizhu saw that he was no match for the horse and Shang was about to fall into a disadvantage and immediately shouted: "Ask the Imperial Army to come and help."
The servant, who was still dazed at this moment, immediately reacted and hurriedly called for someone.
Seeing that the situation was getting more and more critical, the man struck directly at Feng Qingge with the dagger in his hand.
Ding--!
There was a crisp sound, and it was Leng Wushuang's sword that directly knocked the man's dagger away, but in a moment, Leng Wushuang's sword was on the man's neck.
"The realm of innateness." The man exclaimed.
Leng Wushuang said coldly: "Tell me, who sent you here!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the man wanted to kill himself with Leng Wushuang's sword.
But Jian Leng Wushuang was faster, sheathed his sword and tapped the man's acupuncture points.
"This person is the accomplice who stole Dongzhu." Feng Qingge said.
"Oh? Ge'er thinks there are others?"
Feng Qingge nodded and said: "There should be some. With this person's skill, which is similar to that of Cuizhu, it is impossible to steal the Dongzhu by himself."
"I will report this to Your Majesty right now."
Feng Qingge nodded and watched Leng Wushuang leave.
"Young Master, do you want to check the East Palace?"
Feng Qingge shook her head and said: "There are people from all the factions in the East Palace. Unless they are replaced, they cannot be defended."
"Young Master, we might as well be monitored."
"Commander Leng is a master in the innate realm. Even with him, the spies can't hear any valuable information."
"Young Master, if you say that we caught the person who stole the Dongzhu, will Your Majesty believe it?"
Feng Qingge said calmly: "Then it depends on whether your Majesty has such a son in his heart."
It was impossible for Emperor Song Ming not to notice such an obvious frame-up.
But he still caught Song Jingrong, and the movement was not as big as usual.
I'm afraid it won't be long before the entire palace knows about Rong Jingrong's secret possession of Dongzhu.
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"What else do you have to say!" Emperor Song Ming said angrily.
"My son has been wronged. There is absolutely no way that this matter has anything to do with my son. I hope my father will understand clearly."
Song Jingrong replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner. There was no panic in his eyes, as if he had expected that Emperor Song Ming would do this.
"Nie Zhan, do you know why I called you here!" Emperor Ming of Song Dynasty scolded angrily.
"My son knows."
"Then tell me, why did I ask you to come?"
"My father feels that my son can even make such mistakes, and he is really unworthy of his responsibilities."
Emperor Ming of the Song Dynasty seemed to be extremely angry and laughed back: "Okay, okay, you also know that among my three princes, you are the most important. I didn't expect that you can be framed for such a trivial matter. How can I trust you to hand over the country to you?" !”
Song Jingrong's eyes darkened. Ever since he was a child, his father had extremely high demands on him.
The son does not have the son.
The minister is not a minister.
He has spent his whole life in open and covert situations since childhood. Emperor Ming of Song Dynasty would only care about whether he succeeded or not, and would never look at the process in between.
No matter what he did, as long as he failed once, he would be punished with joy, as if the word father did not exist in Emperor Song Ming's dictionary.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Emperor Song Ming, with a trace of sadness in his eyes: "Father, if I am so capable of this country, how can I have any room for my father?"
Such rebellious words made Emperor Song Ming even more angry.
Just when Emperor Ming of the Song Dynasty was about to take action, he heard a report at the door: "Leng Wushuang, the commander of the Forbidden Army, wants to see your Majesty."
"Let him in."
Leng Wushuang strode over and saluted: "Your Majesty."
"What's the matter with you?"
"Wei Chen has caught the accomplice of the person who stole the Dongzhu."
Not long after, I saw guards escorting the man.
Emperor Song Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the man and said, "You mean, this man is the one who stole the Dongzhu?"
