Chapter 27 Foxglove

After all, Zhu Zaiyu was just a 14-year-old kid.

Ning Jue's words undoubtedly directly helped Zhu Zaiyan to see the court from a different perspective.

But what Ning Jue didn't know was that Xia Yan's ten years of precepts and deeds by Zhu Zaishun's side had achieved results, which were collapsing step by step.

Compared with Xia Yan's stories about "sage's words and deeds" and "warrior's death and righteousness" told Zhu Zaiyu.

Obviously, the story Ning Jue told is more in line with human nature.

Zhu Zaixun frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible, even if there is something wrong with Guo Xun's death, how could the emperor not notice? There are so many old criminal names in prison, who would have the ability to assassinate a relative under their hands?" ?”

"As long as we investigate carefully, why wait until today?"

Hearing Zhu Zaiyu's words, Ning Jue was obviously stunned, looking at Zhu Zaiyu like a fool.

"In this world, there are many things that can kill people without leaving a trace."

Zhu Zaiyu looked at Ning Jue with a determined face, and expressed his judgment.

"I do not believe!"

In Zhu Zaishun's eyes, there are only things in the world that Da Ming doesn't want to do, and there is absolutely nothing that Da Ming can't do.

Hearing this, Ning Jue couldn't help snorting coldly:
"Don't believe it? You can try it. Grind the potted flower you brought last time into powder and feed it to some cat or dog. Let's see what Daming can find out from these actions."

"Besides, even if something strange is found out, the first thing to bear the brunt is that your uncle is guilty of negligence. Under the bite, your uncle may even be beaten as the main culprit."

"The Son of Heaven has already killed a Guo Xun, and then put your uncle on board. Wouldn't it be faster for relatives and enemies?"

Ning Jue didn't notice that Zhu Zaishun's face turned pale in an instant.

"What's wrong with that flower?!"

"Why is there no problem? If I'm not wrong, your uncle got the flower on purpose. This thing is produced in the West, and the whole plant is poisonous. Ordinary people will have a heart attack if they take it. It can kill you in less than an hour." In mild cases, it is vomiting and diarrhea, it is not arsenic, silver needles cannot be detected, the poison is completely dissolved in the blood, and if the symptoms die suddenly."

"What do you think your uncle is doing with this stuff?"

To put it bluntly, foxglove is a cardiac tonic originally produced in Europe. If it is swallowed by mistake, it will cause sudden cardiac death. The imperial doctors of this era will not be able to detect this poison even if they are killed!
After that, Zhu Zaiyu seemed to have lost his soul, and slumped on the bed.

Looking at the appearance of "Lu He", Ning Jue couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart.

correct!

Just want this effect, you better not believe it, go home and ask your uncle!

As a pair of white gloves, when these white gloves are no longer clean, the Lu family will be finished.

What Ning Jue has to do is essentially to let Lu Bing know that he knows.

What's more, this is a not-so-clean job done by Lu Bing!
In order to protect himself, Lu Bing will also find a way to get rid of himself!

"Students know."

Zhu Zaiyi slightly raised his hand to Ning Jue, and immediately got up and left.

Until they reached Ning Jue's house.

Only then did Zhu Zaiyu gradually come back to his senses, bowed to Ning Jue and said, "Mr. Ning, the students will come to ask for advice from you in a few days."

Ning Jue didn't say much.

Now Ning Jue also has a long memory.

You can't finish all the deaths at once, at least you have to leave a way out.

If you can't die, you can continue to work.

It's not a bad thing to keep this silly boy.

As soon as Zhu Zaishun left Ning Jue's house, he quietly drove out of a carriage at the corner of the street.

There are two Tiwei in the car, and these two belong to Lu Bing.

At this time, Zhu Zaiyu was only rejoicing that he didn't bring Meng Chong with him when he left the palace this time.

........................

Xiyuan.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the golden glazed tiles. The old Taoist priest Jiajing finished his day of practice and was looking out of the window at the Taiye Pond in a trance.

At this moment, Huang Jin came to Jiajing's side with a smile all over his face.

"My lord, the prince is here."

Hearing the word "Prince", Jiajing felt his temples jumping out.

Since Xia Yan's death, the relationship between father and son has become a little stiff.

Just like every rebellious teenager, Jiajing felt his blood pressure rise as soon as he saw this precious son.

"Here it is again! Didn't I tell him that the two dragons will not meet each other?!"

Huang Jin looked at Jiajing excitedly and said with a smile, "The crown prince is here to admit his mistake to the emperor."

Hearing the word "admit your mistake", Jiajing's expression finally relaxed.

"Little brat, finally realize that I was wrong?"

"Call the prince in."

"Here!"

Huang Jin sang here, and then trotted out of the hall.

After Zhu Zaiyu entered the abode, Jiajing was already sitting on the futon behind the screen.

"Son Zai, pay homage to Father Emperor."

Looking at Zhu Zaixun who was kneeling on the ground, Jiajing couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Hey, have you grown up?"

"Yes."

Jiajing nodded contentedly and said with a wry smile: "I know, if you want to be filial to your parents, it's hard for you, and it's hard for me, too. If you have this kind of heart, I'm satisfied."

Zhu Zaiyu slowly raised his head, staring at Jiajing's screen, his tone became much colder.

"I report to my father, what my son said is not a prophecy."

Jiajing frowned involuntarily.

"What's the matter?"

"It's Mr. Xia's business, it's my son who thinks it's easy."

A trace of surprise flashed across Jiajing's face.

"tell me the story."

"Although Mr. Xia was wronged, his crime is deadly!"

Looking at Zhu Zaiyu outside the screen, Jiajing was silent for a long time before recovering.

There was a little relief in my heart.

Since joining the Datong, Jiajing has never trusted anyone. This is the first time Jiajing has realized that someone stands on his own side to support his decision.

"Who told you this?"

"Ning Bingxian."

Without hesitation, Zhu Zaiyu directly stated that it was Ning Jue who analyzed it.

"Ning Jue..."

Jiajing's complexion gradually became heavy. The old Taoist did not expect that Ning Jue, who had just entered the court for a year, would be able to see such an inside story.

It's not just that that's important.

But Ning Jue can analyze this matter so accurately.

The playbook that Ning Jue handed over this morning...

Is there really such a crony in the DPRK?
Jiajing didn't believe it.

Because in Jiajing's eyes, the reason why there are cronies depends only on whether there are common interests.

Similarly, the size of this common interest determines the size of this crony.

Up and down the Ming Dynasty, how could such a big piece of cake support such a huge cronies!

But what if?
Take your son's life to gamble that there is no such a cake in the world?

Thinking of this, Jiajing took a deep breath, then looked at Zhu Zaixun through the screen and asked

"This is Xiyuan, do you have something to do?"

Through the gap in the screen, Zhu Zaiyu calmly stared into Jiajing's eyes, and Jiajing was also staring at Zhu Zaiyu.

This is the first time the father and son have looked at each other in many years.

"My son, please call Ti Wei!"

After a long silence in the jingshe, Jiajing's voice sounded again.

"allow."

(End of this chapter)

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