Queen Juan is here, run away

Yuchigong knew that the decree of Shifenfeng had been issued. He was worried about Yuchixu's health and wanted to persuade him to stay.

Those people couldn't do anything to him in the past, and they won't be able to do anything in the future. Why should my brother do this?

Yu Chixu shook his head: "My father's energy is declining day by day. Some imperial doctors have concluded that... there will inevitably be many disputes. The fewer princes in the capital, the better."

Then he consoled me with a warm smile: "Although my legs are not good, I don't want to be stuck in the capital all the time. I just want to go out and have a look. There are too many disturbances in the capital, but I feel peaceful when I go there."

His brother didn't like fighting and killing, but later he studied various weapons and crossbows for him, still for him.

"Foreign enemies are ready to take action. My brother knows your ambition, so he will do something for you with all his ability, and for the sake of the people of the world." Yu Chixu said.

The man-made fire that burned King Anding to death in the end was to steal the weapon blueprints inside, and also to prevent King Anding from developing new weapons and posing a greater threat.

Several months have passed since the Ministry of War embezzlement case, and the weapon drawings found in it confirmed that there were many similarities with the designs made by Yu Chixu.

With Yu Chigong's understanding of something as confidential as a weapon design, his brother would not be so careless.

And he didn't lose it here, so it could only be the drawings that were stolen in the fire. The fire was set to cover up the crime, and he was afraid that people would find out that the weapon design drawings were missing.

Yuchi Gong sent people to investigate the feudal king's fiefdom. There were traces of the Huns' presence in those years.

Combined with the Huns' invasion four years ago, the most likely possibility is that someone in our country colluded with the Huns.

This man, Sima Zhao, had been secretly accumulating strength and coveting the throne.

It is not easy to achieve this goal when the world is peaceful, so it is necessary to take the initiative to create chaos. The more chaos, the better.

At this time, if a foreign enemy invades, the best situation is crisis, and the foreign enemy can break through the border and invade, then this person can justifiably raise troops in the name of King Qin's escort.

But this person is also afraid of luring wolves into the house and not being able to drive away the foreign enemies, so he needs powerful weapons as protection, and only he has them, and no one else has them.

As a result, the weapon design plans must be stolen, and Yuchixu, who is proficient in weapon craftsmanship, must die.

King Anding was the prince guarding the border, and he was exactly the one the Huns wanted to get rid of.

The two sides hit it off immediately. This man colluded with the Huns to provide intelligence to the DPRK, and the Huns were waiting for the opportunity.

So, in the troubled times four or five years ago when the south was flooded, grain ships sank, and the late emperor was in poor health, the Huns first tried in small groups, and then launched a large-scale invasion after the death of King Anding!

This is the conclusion that Yuchi Gong finally reached after careful consideration based on many clues he found.

But he couldn't understand why the time of setting off the fire was so coincidental.
King Anding sent a letter from Qianqiu with the latest drawings of crossbows, and said that he had clues about improving a more powerful crossbow. Only Yu Chigong knew about this.

The king of stability on the back foot encountered an unexpected incident.

If not by chance, who else knew the news and leaked it?

And if Yu Chixu had designed the final crossbow at that time, where had the drawings gone?

Yuchi Gong made many inquiries to no avail, and the fire covered up all traces.

Tonight is the night before the fire happened four years ago.

Princess Duan's words lingered in Yuchi Gong's mind.

His brother died because of him, this is correct...

King Anding spent his whole life protecting his younger brother, and in the end even died for him... The autumn night was desolate, and dark clouds quietly drifted by, casting a heavy shadow on the bright moon.

In Tingli Courtyard, Lihua rarely suffered from insomnia. She tossed and turned on the bed, worrying and thinking wildly.

Finally, I couldn't sleep, so I got up by the light of the night light.

In the past, she didn't think it was a big deal when the emperor didn't come. The bed here was small, so it was spacious enough to roll around in when no one came.

But unknowingly, she got used to sleeping with the monster in her arms. Now that no one was around, she felt that the bed seemed too spacious and the palace was still empty.

Zhichun can no longer sleep in the hall of the side hall. Someone takes turns keeping watch outside every night.

Lihua turned on the wick and sat in a daze for a while.

On the eve of King Anding's memorial day, she was thinking about what the monster was doing. Was she sad and missing King Anding?
Lihua sighed secretly, the monster stayed with her during the days when she had an accident.

When he was sad, she could do nothing or do nothing.

Lihua has experienced life, old age, illness and death, and she understands the feelings on special days.

Her only relative in her previous life passed away, and every year she felt sad, helpless, and alone.

However, unlike the sudden death of King Anding, Lihua was mentally prepared for her mother's departure.

When her mother was seriously ill, she went to and from the hospital every day, watching the person's vitality dwindle, and the helpless sadness lingered.

But precisely because her mother was declining day by day and was seriously ill and unable to do anything after repeated treatments, her grief was stretched out for a very long time in these days, giving her a huge buffer time to face the last moment, allowing her to learn to accept the cruel facts. .

The moment she saw her mother closing her eyes, Lihua felt a dull pain in her heart. She felt relieved that her mother was no longer in pain, but she also felt sad that she no longer had a mother in the world.

But the situation of the monster is completely different. If a brother with a deep affection passes away suddenly, people are always much more saddened by such sudden bad news and find it difficult to accept it.

Even if Lihua didn't know much about it, she still knew a little bit about the big crisis four or five years ago.

There was flooding in the south, and the prince was ordered to leave the capital;
The Xiongnu invaded, and our country was defeated one after another;
King An Ding passed away, and the border was in crisis;
The prince cut the knot quickly and suppressed corruption in water transportation;

Return to Beijing to supervise the country, deploy troops and generals to turn the tide.

Once upon a time, Lihua listened to Master Wu lamenting about that critical period of history at the Wu family. At that time, she was busy imitating the skills of ancient ladies, and just regarded it as a story from a storyteller.

What I feel most is that the young prince is a talented man who saves the world and is so powerful.

What she was worried about at that time was that she would not be able to fool people when she entered the palace.

Lihua now thinks about the words Master Wu said, but her feelings are different. She just feels sorry for the monster and feels distressed.

Don't look at those few sentences, which are short and concise, just like those written in history books.

But every word in it reveals danger, every step is murderous, every word is bloody, every word is bloody, and every careless move leads to death.

Lihua thought, it must have been difficult for the monster at that time to bear the grief of his brother's death and carry the entire country with one single effort. Such a heavy burden must have been difficult.

Maybe he couldn't even release his grief and could only hide it in his heart.

After all, the whole world is counting on him. As the prince that all people look forward to, how can he vent his grief like ordinary people? (End of chapter)