late night song

Chapter 58
In the Xingxin Palace, Emperor Ming personally interrogated Prince Ning.

"You traitor!" The Nine-Five Supreme Leader angrily slapped Long An and started with a reprimand.

"My son was wronged."

Prince Ning knelt before His Highness, his face full of exhaustion. He probably had not slept in the Dali Temple prison for several days and nights. He expressed his grievances in just four words.

"Are you wronged? Mo Huai Gong has already confessed, what else do you have to say."

"I wonder what crime my son has committed? To make my father so angry."

"There is no need to argue with your matter. It involves foreigners. You are shameless. I have to worry about the face of Dongqi as a whole. I am not dead yet. You are all eagerly thinking about the throne."

"My son is really unjust!"

Faced with Emperor Ming's preemptive strike, Prince Ning could only continue to cry out for injustice with a depressed face.

"Then why does Mo Huai Gong have such a deep grudge against you? Why did he bite you for no reason?" Emperor Ming asked, pointing his finger at Prince Ning's nose.

Qi Jinjue remained silent. He knew his father very well. If there was no room for maneuver, since he had already obtained the evidence, there would be no need to waste words on him when issuing an imperial edict.

"Okay...okay...very good! If you don't want to say it, then let Gu Lai tell you why? Because you want to take the opportunity to bring down all the brothers who stand in your way, so that Gu will feel that you are the only one who is useful. ! Even if I am too dim-sighted to see what you are capable of, as long as the commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army is withdrawn and the internal defense is reset, you will have the opportunity to force the palace to rebel, right?"

Emperor Ming deliberately exaggerated Prince Ning's ambitions, but said nothing about the jade cong, silk and silk.

More than ten years ago, Prince Ning’s biological mother, Concubine Jing, and Prince Qin’s biological mother, Concubine Yi, were the most important sisters in the palace. When the incident happened, Concubine Jing died of excessive grief after Concubine Yi fell into a well. At that time, Prince Ning was just a Children under the age of ten, not to mention the secrets of the past, even if someone specifically told them, would not know the details in such detail. Nowadays, it is rare to see the handwriting of Concubine Xinyi, and she usually writes poems. It was even more difficult to find the book in Prince Ning's Mansion.

At the same time, Emperor Ming also knew clearly that Mo Huaigong's testimony against Juanbo must have been instigated by someone. But if Prince Ning knew nothing, he really didn't believe it, so he thought it would be better to give it to Qi Yi. Jue has a glimmer of hope and may be able to find out something unknown.

When it comes to killing one's heart, no one is as sophisticated as Emperor Ming.

"My son, I have never dared to have the slightest intention to overstep my bounds. Please tell me, father!" Qi Jinjue's eyes were red and he spoke sincerely to show his loyalty.

"Although I am uneasy, I am not dead yet!" Emperor Ming ignored Prince Ning's sincere speech and remained furious.

"Father, I..."

"Don't call me King Gufu, I have no son like you! It's so unworthy, why not drag you down now and beat you to death with a stick."

Emperor Ming looked like he was determined to conclude the verdict, and he did not allow King Ning to tell the difference.

"Father, father, my son and I are really unjust."

After several times, Qi Jinjue's psychological defense began to collapse, and he pulled the corner of Emperor Ming's clothes and cried.

Emperor Ming ignored him and just turned away from him with his hands behind his back, not looking at him. However, he specifically let Qi Jinjue see the poem manuscript he found in Prince Ning's residence in his hand.

When Qi Jinjue saw this poem, he seemed to be grasping at a life-saving straw. He changed the topic and begged: "Father, please, for the sake of my mother and concubine, you must trust me."

Emperor Ming was half confident, so he softened his tone a little, which doubled Qi Yijue's expectations: "You still have the nerve to mention your mother and concubine. If she knows that you are so rebellious, I'm afraid she will be angry?!"

Before Chang Xinyi entered the palace, apart from Concubine Xian, Prince Hong's biological mother, Emperor Ming's favorite was Zhao Jingge, Prince Ning's biological mother.Concubine Jing was quiet and considerate. After giving birth to Qi Yijue, she taught her son to be virtuous, filial, and sensible. However, Concubine Jing died suddenly not long after Qi Sheng's incident. Emperor Ming felt deeply sorry for this, so he became even more She loved Prince Ning, which was also an important reason why Qi Yijue believed that Emperor Ming might care about his old relationship with his concubine and be open to him.

"Do you still remember this?" Emperor Ming saw that the preparation was almost complete, and then handed the poem manuscript to Prince Ning who was kneeling before His Highness.

"It is a relic of my mother and concubine. How could I not remember it?"

Qi Jinjue looked through these manuscripts, filled with emotion and confusion. Although he hoped that Emperor Ming would miss his mother and concubine and love him as much as he loved him, he was not stupid enough to believe that Emperor Ming deliberately dug out his mother's secrets. The purpose of the relics was to keep a safe distance from him, so what was the purpose of mentioning the relics of his mother and concubine for no reason? What does the Glazed Golden Pagoda have to do with these poems?
When Emperor Ming heard Qi Yijue talking about the relics of his concubine, he was shocked, but after all, he was very cunning, so he did not show any trouble.He first needs to find out who actually wrote these manuscripts. "But I remember that your mother-in-law never loved plum blossoms, and I don't know why she wrote these poems about plum blossoms in the first place."

"How can my father remember what my mother and concubine likes and what she hates?"

Qi Jinjue seized on Emperor Ming's intolerance and brought up his childhood memories, amplifying his mother's and his own grievances: "My father dotes on Fanghua Palace, and he never visits his mother and concubine several times a year. She is virtuous and kind, and never visits her." There was never the slightest complaint or jealousy, but instead he always taught his sons and ministers to be respectful and diligent, to be a minister and a son to put Dongqi's country first, to be filial to his father and loyal to the king."

Emperor Ming was in deep trouble, and Qi Jinjue thought that he had touched the tenderness in his father's heart, so he struck while the iron was hot and told the truth about Concubine Jing's forbearance and silent sacrifice.

"Father, may I still remember that that year my mother and concubine were entrusted with organizing a birthday for the Queen Mother? The red plum branches in the Chen Garden were covered with fringed flower paper. All the poems about plum blossoms were transcribed word by word by my mother and concubine. She King Zhifu is the best to be elegant, but the Queen Mother, Queen Mother and Fanghua Palace all like plum blossoms, so she just takes other people's preferences as her own preferences without any regrets. The poems in this excerpt are unknown to her. See how many times my mother and concubine copied it."

Coincidentally, Qi Yijue's words woke up the dreamer!

In the past few days, Emperor Ming had been studying the two letters. Although they seemed to be Chang Xinyi's handwriting, there were still differences after careful comparison.

Only a few months after the incident, Concubine Jing passed away suddenly. She had a deep love for sister Xinyi, and her temperament was always quiet and uncontroversial, so I didn't doubt her at all.

Today, Qi Jinjue said both inside and outside of his words that Concubine Jing copied the plum blossom poems day and night, so it was most likely not a simple copying, but a copy of Concubine Yi's handwriting!

At that time, Prince Ning was still young, so he only remembered his mother's difficulties and did not have any doubts.If he knew the secret behind this old incident, he would not be stupid enough to reveal all the secrets today.

In this case, it is very likely that Concubine Jing had something to do with what happened back then, so her death is very strange now that she thinks about it.

But Emperor Ming then thought again. Concubine Jing had been dead for many years. If she had written the letter, then who had written the silk in the jade cong?

"If you want to escape the death penalty, just do it honestly. What happened to the assassination of Dongqi's envoy, the theft of the glazed golden pagoda, and the jade congs and silks at the birthday banquet?!" Finally, he asked Qi Yijue straight to the point. .

"My son, I don't know." Qi Jinjue thought there was a turn for the better, but unexpectedly Emperor Ming still insisted on his case, and he was even more panicked.

"Since you don't want to talk now, then go to the prison and talk to the Minister of Dali Temple. Come here!" Emperor Ming showed no patience at all, and immediately waved his hand to signal Xiao Guang to take him down.

"No, father. My son has been wronged." Before Xiao Guang could take him a few steps, Qi Jinjue pushed Xiao Yuan away, rushed towards Emperor Ming, and knelt down heavily.

"Think it over before you speak!" Emperor Ming scolded Prince Ning and warned him not to take chances anymore. Then he turned to Xiao Guang and gave Xiao Guang a look, indicating to him to postpone the escort.

"It was my son who ordered people to disguise themselves as bandits and rush into the Japanese envoys on the street, and take advantage of the chaos to assassinate the envoys. It was also my son who ordered Mo Huai Gong to go to the Imperial Army headquarters to steal the glazed gold pagoda. My son was also bewitched by a traitor and was confused for a moment!"

"Then the gangsters broke into the city to steal, and burned grain trucks in the street, were you the one behind it?"

"It is definitely not the fault of my son. Even if I lend my son a hundred courages, my son would not dare to cause harm to the peace of Qidu."

"A hundred courages? Humph, I see you are already extremely bold!"

After Qi Jinjue confessed, he kept his head down with a guilty conscience and did not dare to speak to excuse himself.

"What about the jade congs and silks for the birthday banquet?" Emperor Ming saw that he didn't mention it, so he simply asked.

Qi Jinjue was shocked when he saw his father turning around and looking at him sharply. He quickly stepped forward and kowtowed and swore:
"I swear by the spirit of my mother and concubine in heaven that the matter of silk and silk has absolutely nothing to do with me. If there are even half-truths, it will not end well!"

"Okay! Then you go to jail and think about how to make up for it!"

Emperor Ming saw that Qi Jinjue's tone was firm and did not seem to be lying, so he was silent for a long time. After saying these meaningful words, he signaled Xiao Guang to take him into custody and wait for him to be punished.

(End of this chapter)