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Chapter 173 Chapter 170

Ten miles south of the tent.

in a valley.

Zheng Hua looked in the direction of the tent, his hands were shaking, very violently.

He clenched his hands tightly to control, but he couldn't control it at all.

Sudden.

A figure came galloping from the north on horseback.

"Meet Your Highness."

"How is it?" Zheng Hua stretched out his hand to grab the other's arm and asked eagerly.

The man replied: "Return to Your Highness, the camp suddenly became flustered for some reason, it seems to be~~"

"What is it?" Zheng Hua asked eagerly again.

"It seems that His Majesty has passed away."

Zheng Hua was stunned.

"Hahaha~~"

"Hahaha~~"

suddenly.

He laughed, raised his head to the sky, and laughed.

Laughing terribly, laughing crazy, laughing heart-palpitating.

"Hahaha, he's dead, he's dead~~"

He jumped up excitedly.

However, he soon burst into tears again.

"Father is dead! Woooooo~~"

"Father!"

Laughing and crying, as if lost insanity.

"His Highness is not the time to be sad. His Highness should immediately go to the barracks to take over the imperial guards and convince the three elders of the royal family." Confucian scholar said.

Zheng Hua stood up, wiped the snot off his face, and asked indifferently: "Will going over now cause others to suspect?"

"Even if His Highness doesn't go, some people will doubt His Highness." Confucian scholar said.

Zheng Hua's eyes were extremely cold.

"go!"

……

At this time, the barracks was in chaos.

Zheng Qingsong was lying on the bed covered in blood, and Eunuch Wei lay beside him as if he had lost all his vitality.

Inside the tent, the three of Zheng Ziming's faces were heavy.

"Eunuch Wei, what's going on? Why is Your Majesty doing this?" Zheng Ziming asked coldly.

Eunuch Wei looked up at him blankly, his face was all gray, even his eyes were gray.

"The medicine was brought by the servant, and the servant even tasted it."

"Have you tried it?" Zheng Ziming asked.

"I have tasted it." Duke Wei said fairly.

Zheng Ziming stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, his expression became more and more ugly.

"Seven-leaf Qi-blood grass!"

He gritted his teeth.

Eunuch Wei had a slight qi and blood circulation in his body, but Eunuch Wei was not a warrior, so he didn't notice it.

Moreover, the Echinacea Qixuecao is not a poison, and the general methods of detecting poisons are useless at all.

You must know that everything that Zheng Qingsong eats needs to go through several tests, and Eunuch Wei is just the last line of defense.If it was poisonous, it would never be brought to Zheng Qingsong.

Although Aescin is extremely harmful to the wounded, it is not a poison. People who are not injured will only feel a slight surge of blood after taking it. Even if the tester feels it, they will only think it is normal efficacy.

At this time, Yi An, the commander of the imperial guards, walked in.

"Three princes, everyone who had contact with the medicinal soup was arrested, but there were two missing. Among them, the eunuch in charge of decocting the medicine committed suicide, and the other eunuch in charge of serving the medicine disappeared."

Obviously, the problem lies with these two little eunuchs.

Zheng Ziming looked at Zheng Qingsong's body with a cold face.

A generation of emperors actually died like this.

Two days ago, Zheng Qingsong fought with Xin Yuanchen in a fierce and passionate battle. As a result, Xin Yuanchen didn't kill him, but he died under such despicable means.

He was full of anger, full of grief.

"Check it out, you must check it out." He said through gritted teeth.

"Brother, the most important thing now is how to stabilize the situation. His Majesty died suddenly. This matter has a great impact on the entire dynasty, and there is also Bailianzong~~" Zheng Zimu reminded.

Zheng Ziming took a deep breath and said: "The barracks is sealed off, no one is allowed to leave, and please invite Master and Ximen Jianhou over."

The current situation is too complicated, even they feel extremely tricky.

The whole of Dali is now in chaos. If the news of Zheng Qingsong's death leaks out at this time, the situation will become even more chaotic.

After a moment.

Wang Shouming and Ximen Chuuxue came.

Zheng Ziming arranged things briefly, and then led them to an empty tent.

"Master, what do you think should be arranged next?" Zheng Ziming looked at Wang Shouming.

At this time they represent the royal family, but they are hidden veins after all, few people in the court know about them, and they are not familiar with the affairs of the court.

The three of Zheng Ziming didn't even know how many princes Zheng Qingsong had.

Wang Shouming's face was heavy, and he said, "Your Majesty passed away so suddenly that no one was prepared. The most important thing now is to establish a new monarch and stabilize the court."

"What about Bailianzong?" Zheng Zishan asked.

Wang Shouming said: "Bailianzong may have to trouble little friend Ximen."

He looked at Ximen Chuuxue.

The three of Zheng Ziming also looked at Ximen Chuuxue at the same time.

At this time, only Ximen Chuuxue could resist Xin Yuanchen.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't speak, but just nodded.

He really wanted to fight Xin Yuanchen.

"The new emperor chooses that prince." Zheng Ziming said dully.

The royal family is divided into bright veins and hidden veins. The bright veins are at the front and the hidden veins are at the back. Under normal circumstances, they cannot interfere with the emperor's succession. This is a family rule formulated by the royal family to prevent the hidden veins from usurping the throne.

Wang Shouming bowed his head and remained silent.

Ximen Chuuxue looked up at them, and said softly: "I have only seen Prince Rui. His Highness Prince Rui has the demeanor of a king."

If it was about other matters, Ximen Chuuxue would never speak up, but when it came to the succession of the throne, he naturally wanted to speak for Zheng Ming.

Although this sentence seems insignificant, it actually shows his attitude.

He has only met Prince Rui, so he is more optimistic about Prince Rui.

Zheng Ziming immediately understood what he meant.

At the same time, Zheng Ziming was also weighing in his mind.

The sudden death of Zheng Qingsong was a catastrophe for their royal family, and at this moment only Ximen Chuuxue could contain Xin Yuanchen.

So no matter what, he wanted to win over Ximen Chuuxue and make Ximen Chuuxue the protector of the royal family.

"Prince Rui!" Zheng Ziming looked at Wang Shouming.

Wang Shouming explained: "The fifth prince, Prince Rui, is in Shanhai County. Three years ago, his Majesty demoted and punished him to Shanhai County because of the divorce of Yunanxi, a direct disciple of the Bailian Clan. In the past three years, Shanhai County has been governed by His Highness Prince Rui. Your Majesty, from a remote and poor place to the most affluent place in Dali, and because of this, His Majesty regards His Highness Prince Rui very highly."

"Two years ago, His Majesty decreed that the princes should be entrusted to the frontiers. Talents were judged by their merits in governing the world, and virtues were judged by the aspirations of the people. The one with the best merits would be the crown prince. In terms of merits, the fifth prince, Prince Rui, is the best."

Zheng Ziming's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Since there is such a decree, it is justifiable for the fifth prince to be the new king."

Wang Shouming smiled and said nothing.

At the beginning, Zheng Qingsongxia's purpose was not to establish a prince at all, but to drive all the princes out of the capital.

But it doesn't seem to matter now.

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the door.

"His Royal Highness Su, the three old princes are discussing important matters in the camp, and no one is allowed to enter."

Outside the tent, Yi Anxing stopped in front of Zheng Hua.

Zheng Hua looked sad, and said: "Father is dead, you still want to hide it from me, don't tell me you can't rebel."

Yi Anxing lowered his head, with some hesitation on his resolute face.

"His Royal Highness King Su, don't embarrass the last general."

"Go away!" Zheng Hua roared with a ferocious expression.

With that eager and angry look, it seemed that he was really grieving for Zheng Qingsong.

Yi Anxing frowned.

In fact, he was also full of apprehension at this time.

He was the commander of the imperial guards, Zheng Qingsong was poisoned to death suddenly, and he could hardly absolve himself of the blame.

That is to say, there is no time to pursue his responsibility at this time, otherwise he should be the first to go to prison.

Now that Zheng Qingsong is dead, the only ones who can decide are Zheng Ziming and the three in the camp. He, the commander of the imperial guards, must obey orders. As for the others, he can only obey the destiny.

"His Royal Highness King Su, please stand back, otherwise don't blame the general for committing crimes." He said in a low voice.

He doesn't know who will become Dali's new king in the future, but the only thing he has to do now is to guard this place and not let anyone get close.

"My king wants to go in!" Zheng Hua gritted his teeth and roared.

For him, entering the tent at this time is his greatest opportunity.

Only when he entered the tent, would he have the opportunity to contact Zheng Ziming and others, and be able to persuade them.

Otherwise, once they reached a consensus, all his plans, all his adventures would be empty talk.

Just as the two were arguing, the curtain of the tent opened.

Zheng Ziming came out first, looking at Zheng Hua with gloomy eyes.

Zheng Hua looked at him, and hurriedly said: "Zheng Hua pays respects to the three uncles."

Zheng Ziming's eyes flashed fiercely, and his old face was full of sternness.

Zheng Qingsong died suddenly, he was very angry, and the anger in his heart had already reached its peak.

Now I need a place to vent, and Zheng Hua in front of me just hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Come here, take him down, lock him up, no one can get close."

Zheng Hua was stunned and looked at him in disbelief.

He had expected many situations, but he never thought that Zheng Ziming would imprison him the moment he saw him, without giving him the slightest chance to speak.

Yi Anxing was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that he stepped forward and grabbed him.

"Uncle, uncle, I am the son of the emperor, you can't treat me like this." Zheng Hua called eagerly.

"Stupid." Zheng Ziming looked at him gloomyly, and said, "Gag his mouth."

Is Zheng Hua stupid?
Not stupid, but not smart either.

The Confucian scholar who advised him was not stupid, but also very smart, and he analyzed the situation very well.

It's a pity that they all overlooked one point, that is who is the one who really makes the decision.

It is true that the three Zheng Ziming brothers are determined, but the key is not with them, but with Ximen Chuuxue and Wang Shouming.

For Zheng Ziming and the others, it doesn't matter who inherits the throne, as long as they are members of the royal family, even if they are not Zheng Qingsong's son.

But they have to worry about the attitude of Ximen Chuuxue and Wang Shouming.

The importance of Ximen Chuuxue goes without saying, but Wang Shouming is equally important.

Not only did Wang Shouming control the hall of worship, but he was also a Confucian master, and he had a great influence on the court.

Even the three of Zheng Ziming couldn't ignore Wang Shouming's attitude.

(End of this chapter)