"Hey, hey, you guys can talk about the little prince later. We are more or less clear about his affairs. We have to continue talking about this little prince." Jin Miaomiao sat up straight, "I didn't think about it. Understand, if the young prince's injury is on his back, it is not a particularly critical place, and he will not be seriously injured and die." She looked at Song Qiyun, then at Shen Haolin and Shen Cha, "Is there any other reason? Yes? Does anyone not want him to live?"
"Who doesn't want anyone to live?"
Before Song Qiyun could answer Jin Miaomiao's question, he heard a crisp voice coming from outside the door. Then, the door to the room was pushed open, and Song Yaojia pushed His Royal Highness Prince Ning in.
In order to make it easier for His Highness Prince Ning to get in and out, Shen Haolin specially asked people to make most of the thresholds of the Zhenguo Palace movable and detachable. In this way, His Highness Prince Ning does not have to get in and out of the wheelchair, reducing unnecessary danger.
"What are you talking about?" His Highness Prince Ning looked at the children who stood up and saluted one after another, waved his hands, and the wheelchair arrived in front of the table. He saw the stacks of manuscripts taken from other courtyards scattered on it, and raised his eyebrows slightly, " Haven’t you finished reading yet?”
"They have finished reading, but I haven't read yet." Jin Miaomiao looked at the small teapot that was burning next to her, filled two bowls of hot tea, and placed them in front of Song Yaojia and His Highness Prince Ning. She sat next to His Highness Prince Ning and raised her right eyebrow at him, "Your Highness, could you please stretch your arm."
His Highness Prince Ning stretched out his right arm and placed it on the small pulse pillow that Jin Miaomiao took out. He looked at her and raised her left eyebrow, then obediently stretched out her left arm.
"Very good, very good!" Jin Miaomiao checked His Highness Prince Ning's pulse and looked at him with a half-smile, "It would be better if His Highness could go to bed early and get up early, not stay up late, and eat and sleep on time. ,Yes or no?"
"Master Jin, I promise, I was so absorbed in watching these things last night that I forgot to sleep." His Highness Prince Ning laughed twice and nudged his eldest nephew next to him with his elbow. "Xiaojia, do you think so?"
"Yes." Song Yaojia cleared her throat, "Not only Uncle Wang stayed up all night yesterday, but my father, uncle and I also stayed up all night. This memoir by Tong Wang is so well written that you can feel it personally. To his life. After reading his memoirs, I have to say that King Tong is really a legendary person, and his life is also a legendary life. Things that others dare not imagine happened to him. , he carefully tasted all the various aspects of the world and the ups and downs of the world."
"That's right." His Highness Prince Ning nodded, "If I had some complaints about my experiences before, after reading Prince Tong's memoirs, I felt that I was too pretentious. If the things that Prince Tong experienced were forgotten, It is very likely that I will not be able to hold on. Yesterday I told the two royal brothers that Prince Tong should be one of the people I admire the most in my life. His tenacity and his unwillingness to admit defeat, I It’s beyond reach.”
"Uncle Wang, what you said is quite hypocritical." Song Qiyun rolled his eyes, "Prince Tong is Prince Tong, and you are you. If you become him, wouldn't you not be you anymore? In comparison, , I still like Uncle Wang better."
"Oh?" His Highness Prince Ning looked at him with a smile, "Why?"
"Although King Tong is worthy of admiration, his life is not like a human being. People should have seven emotions and six desires, as well as joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, but all of King Tong's emotions were given to Emperor Chongde. For others, Said he lived well..."
"How are you living?" His Highness Prince Ning smiled, "What do you want to say?"
"Uncle Wang, wait a minute, I haven't decided how to describe it yet." Song Qiyun touched his chin and thought for a while before he came up with a relatively suitable word to describe him, "He lives like a god in a storybook. He came to the human world to endure calamities. But Uncle Wang is different. He is a human being of flesh and blood. He has all the emotions that a person should have. He can be happy if he wants to be happy, get angry if he wants to be angry, and cry if he wants to cry. There is no need to suppress himself at all."
"Not to mention, although this statement is quite unique, it is very appropriate." His Highness Prince Ning nodded, "Thank you for giving me such a high evaluation, then I will continue to work hard and continue to be pretentious!"
"As long as Uncle Wang is happy."
"You brat!" His Highness Prince Ning shook his head helplessly and looked at Jin Miaomiao, "Where did they tell you?"
"The young prince of Prince Su's family passed away, and Emperor Chongde and Prince Tong brought his posthumous son into the palace to raise him." Jin Miaomiao touched his chin, "Just before Your Highness entered the door, I asked them, if the sword of the foreign leader was not The young prince was not seriously injured, so why did he die of serious injuries? This is unreasonable!"
"The target of the leader of the foreign tribe is not Prince Tong, but the young prince. That knife is not an ordinary knife. It is poisoned. Even if it is not a vital part, it will seal the throat with blood. Unless Bian Que and Hua Tuo are reincarnated, otherwise it will be You can't be saved." Song Yaojia finished her tea, handed the tea bowl to Jin Miaomiao, and motioned for her to give him another cup, "It's just that these things were only found out through interrogation after they caught the leader of the foreign tribe. The leader of the foreign tribe was not a tough person, and he was recruited before he had time to go to court. It was also because of his confession that the subsequent destruction of Prince Su's Mansion was achieved."
"The person who did the dirty tricks is actually the young prince's eldest brother?"
Seeing Song Yaojia nodding, Jin Miaomiao frowned. She didn't understand why the newly appointed King Su would make such a decision. Wasn't this just pushing the whole family of King Su's house to death?
"The young prince has made himself a county prince and has a close relationship with Emperor Chongde and Prince Tong. The prime prince feels threatened. He knows that he is not good to this younger brother. If this younger brother is petty and wants to take revenge on him, what should he do? What to do? So, after much thought, he decided to strike first." A sneer flashed across Shen Cha's face, "Prince Tong is not very clear about how he met the foreign leader. Anyway, these two people were After the arrest, no one mentioned this matter. Even if they threatened the lives of the whole house and the whole clan, they would not talk about it. One said that he was worried about his position, and the other said that the young prince had offended him. Both of them took what they had. It was necessary, and that’s why this scene at the palace banquet happened..."
"Each one gets what he needs? The foreign leader just arrived in Xijing City, and he hit it off with King Su right away? What about fooling a fool?" Jin Miaomiao patted his forehead, "The connection between these two people is definitely not that simple. It is just for the sake of the overall situation. , I just don’t want to go into details." She shook her head gently, "However, these are not important anymore. The real thing is to kill them and bury them with the young prince."
"Yes, that's what Emperor Chongde and Prince Tong did!" Song Qiyun snapped his fingers, "On the seventh day of the little prince's first birthday, Emperor Chongde and Prince Tong sent people to escort them to the front of the little prince's mourning hall. I took all the people who came to worship and..." He made a gesture of wiping his neck, "I paid tribute to the young prince, and it was also an explanation to the young prince to comfort his spirit in heaven."
