Xiao Yi always felt that Xiao Wei had a naughty personality, was arrogant and did not obey discipline, and all these were followed by Shen Zhuo. In Xiao Yi's life, the only one he had no choice about was Shen Zhuo. But the ministers felt that Xiao Wei's perverseness and stubbornness were exactly the same as Xiao Yi.
In the north office of Tiansheng Palace, Du Yang and Lu Yun were sitting face to face.
The Dragon and Tiger Guards are Tiansheng's most powerful and elite troops. They are Xiao Yi's personal guards and the sharpest sword in his hand. Externally, you can go into battle and kill, and one can be worth a hundred; internally, you can patrol, arrest, and supervise hundreds of officials.
But at this moment, the leader of the Dragon and Tiger Guards and the leader of the Imperial Guard sat together and stared at each other.
"Commander, can you give me some direction?" Lu Yundao said.
"I want to know where it is. I went to get it a long time ago. Do you still need to ask?" Du Yang gave Lu Yun a sideways look.
"I have searched all the places where Your Highness has been, digging almost three feet into the ground, but I still haven't found anything." Lu Yun said worriedly.
For half a year, they, the Dragon and Tiger Guards, did nothing but look for Queen Shen's ashes everywhere.
"The people who were with the prince back then should know a thing or two." Du Yang said, touching his chin.
Lu Yun silently glanced at Du Yang, what does he need to say?
"But those who follow the prince and are still alive today are all diehard. For example, Eunuch Laifu, even Eunuch Jiang personally came forward to help." Du Yang continued to touch his chin.
Lu Yun continued to look at Du Yang.
Feeling that Lu Yun hadn't moved for a long time, Du Yang felt something was wrong. He raised his eyes and looked over, only to see Lu Yun keeping looking at him.
Duyang's scalp exploded.
"Hey, what's that look in your eyes! You don't really think I know, do you? I was always in front of His Majesty back then."
Lu Yun sighed and had no choice but to point it out: "Master Shang."
Duyang felt like enlightenment, suddenly enlightened. Yes, Shangyun must know.
Shang Yun was imprisoned as soon as he returned to Kyoto because of two gold zigs that brought the news of Shen Zhuo's serious illness to the imperial court. The Lin family gave him a random list of charges and sentenced Qiu Hou to be punished. Later, Laifu secretly rescued him and gave him a large sum of money, allowing him to go away from home and become a rich man incognito.
After the prince fled, Shang Yun heard the news and went looking for him. From then on, he stayed with the prince and became an adviser.
Since Shang Yun would deliver the news for two gold coins back then, I guess he wouldn't be so... tight-lipped now.
"The last time the prince came back with his army, didn't he send you a painting to warn you. How about you go and find out what he said?" Lu Yun suggested.
"Master Shang is willing to risk his own life to hint that it is for the sake of the world. I have no personal relationship with him. How about we go together?" Du Yang replied.
So that day, as soon as Shang Yun came down from the court, he saw Du Yang, the commander of the Imperial Guard, coming to the left, and Lu Yun, the commander of the Dragon and Tiger Guards, standing on the right. He suddenly felt bad, picked up his official robe with both hands, and ran like the wind, without any trace of image at all.
But he could only run two feet away before he was easily blocked by the two of them.
"Master Shang, don't leave in such a hurry. Come, let's buy you a drink." Du Yang smiled cordially.
Shang Yun was taken hostage by the two men to Zhaixing Tower.
Shang Yun picked up the wine glass, poured three glasses of wine in a row, then put the glass down heavily and said, "Yes, I know, but I can't say."
Shang Yun didn't even wait for the two of them to ask, and Shang Yun did it directly.
"Lord Shang..."
Du Yang was about to say something, but Shang Yun interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "You two adults, there is no need to say more. Eunuch Fu cannot speak about this matter, and neither can I."
"Actually, where the things are is not a big deal. It is whether we say it or not. If we tell it, it will be a betrayal of the prince. Even if the prince is lenient and punishes us, His Majesty will never forgive us. So. , it is a capital offense."
"Last time the prince returned to the court, didn't Master Shang secretly deliver the news?" Lu Yun persuaded.
Shang Yun looked solemn and said seriously: "How can these two things be compared?"
"One is a matter of state, and the other is a family matter. It is not easy to have peace in the world, and it is even more difficult to have a wise king. Even if Shang has to sacrifice his life for this, it will be done!"
Du Yang and Lu Yun were silent. They both knew that Shang Yun was right. Insiders can't say, but His Majesty insists on getting it... Where can I find this needle in a haystack?
"Only His Highness the Crown Prince has figured it out and leaves it to His Majesty himself." Shang Yun said.
Do you expect Xiao Wei to figure it out?
Several people looked at each other, and their eyes were clear: they are just talking nonsense.
When Xiao Yi's madness attacks, his eyes will become bloodshot, veins will bulge on his forehead, and he will suffer from migraines. Usually at this time, he is a little unconscious and moody, saying he is easy to coax and sometimes difficult to coax.
All the ministers in the court were most afraid of Xiao Yi's illness and tried every means to avoid things that could irritate him. However, after Xiao Wei returned, they would irritate Xiao Yi from time to time. The courtiers are really one head and two big men, and they go to court every day with fear.
The person who was most worried was Jiang Ning. After learning that Shen Zhuo's ashes were still there and there were relics, Xiao Yi's mood became much calmer. But he couldn't find anything. Jiang Ning could feel Xiao Yi's madness gradually becoming uncontrollable. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Laifu was also anxious. He wanted to say it, but he couldn't. These two father and son, one is obsessed with not giving, the other is obsessed with wanting, and their paranoid tempers are so similar.
"Your Majesty's temper can't be suppressed anymore." Jiang Ning said worriedly, "It's better for Mr. Qu to persuade him."
Qu Moran shook his head slowly and said, "Jiaojiao is his Achilles' heel, who can persuade her?"
After saying that, Qu Moran turned his eyes to Xu Haozhi.
Xu Haozhi waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't look at me. The old man can't persuade me, so you think the young man can do it? If it weren't for the fact that His Majesty didn't light the fire in Leng Palace, Xiao Shitou would probably even want to chop him into pieces. "
Qu Moran's face straightened and he said resolutely: "Since neither of them can persuade me, then I won't persuade you!"
So, Xu Haozhi took a shovel and went to the back mountain of Huguo Temple in Kyoto. He found an inconspicuous small slope among a bunch of pagodas. He threw away his arms and started digging. It didn't take long to dig out a beautiful lacquerware coffin. When he opened the coffin, there was an even more beautiful lacquerware wooden box lying quietly inside.
Xiao Weijuan, who came after hearing the news, his eyes split open, shouted angrily: "Third uncle! Stop! How dare you~~"
Xu Haozhi patted the mud all over his body, walked up to Xiao Wei, and looked at him: "Since you call me third uncle, do you know why I am your third uncle?"
"I have to be your father's third brother before I can be your third uncle. You two, father and son, are both equally stubborn. I'm too lazy to reason with you two."
"It's your mother's business whether you forgive your father or not. You can't make the decision for her. Besides, you, a brat who doesn't even have a wife, know nothing about the matter between the couple!"
Xu Haozhi left with the lacquer wooden box in his arms.
Xiao Wei pulled out his sword, his eyes were sharp, and he squeezed the sword secret, as if he was going to rush over. Qu Moran, who came with him, held down his sword.
Qu Moran sighed slightly and said slowly: "Your Majesty's posthumous affairs will ultimately be handled by you. It is not you who has the final say whether or not they will be buried together and how they will be buried? Why do you need to fight with him now to the death?"
Xiao Wei's hand holding the sword paused. He glanced sideways at Qu Moran, and suddenly remembered Shen Zhuo's evaluation of Qu Moran: he was both skilled in both civil and military skills, and he was as wise as a demon.
Sure enough.
