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A light sound of footsteps was heard.

A familiar figure soon appeared in front of Prince Dongping and his son.

The Prince of Dongping, who was originally leaning against the wall, now tried to sit up straight. The Prince of Dongping, who was lying on the ground like a dead fish, also sat up as if his butt was on fire. He didn't want to lose his last dignity in front of the visitor.

"Now you know how to save face." Jiang Shaohua put aside his solemn and dignified appearance in front of others, his eyes full of disgust and resentment, his voice cold: "You two, father and son, have plotted to murder the emperor. When you go to hell, how can you face the ancestors of the Jiang family!"

As expected of a vassal king who dared to secretly rebel, he still spoke stubbornly even when facing death: "Jiang Song is weak and useless, unworthy of the throne. The throne should be occupied by a capable person. I will have no regrets in my grave."

The Prince of Dongping was bluffing, "Jiang Shaohua! Don't think you can have a good ending! The palace needs you to stabilize the situation now. Old Mrs. Zheng coaxes you, and the court officials also indulge you. When the court is stable in the future, you, the Princess of Nanyang, will end up like a cunning rabbit dying and the running dog being cooked!"

"We, father and son, will go ahead and wait for you on the Yellow Springs Road!"

These words are really heartbreaking.

They were both descendants of the Jiang family, and everyone knew the reluctance of being bound by the vassal kings and their ambition to fight for the throne. The father and son of the King of Dongping were defeated, and Jiang Shaohua, as a woman, was involved in the imperial power and government affairs, which was a taboo in the court. Once you have stood in a high position, how can you retreat safely?

It's like walking on the edge of a cliff. If you're not careful, you'll fall off.

Jiang Shaohua was not moved at all: "You will not see what will happen to me. But I can calmly watch you and your son being executed. For murdering the emperor, you will be executed by lingchi. I can sit quietly and watch for three days and three nights."

Prince Dongping and his son trembled all over.

They were doomed to die. How they "went on the road" made a world of difference. For the father and son, the best ending would be a cup of poisoned wine, which would kill them instantly and quietly in prison.

Lingchi means being skinned alive with three thousand cuts, dying in excruciating pain... Not only will the body be torn into pieces, but it will also be fragmented, and one will not be able to be reborn into a good and complete body in the next life.

Jiang Shaohua spoke calmly, revealing the most horrifying ending for both father and son.

The Prince of Dongping had cold sweat on his forehead and his face was pale.

Prince Dongping was nearly sixty years old, shrewd and not that afraid of death, so he forced himself to respond: "If that's the case, why did you come here without telling Old Lady Zheng?"

Empress Dowager Zheng issued a public order that no one was allowed to visit them. Jiang Shaohua arrived after midnight. It was impossible to say that Jiang Shaohua came to see them out of kindness.

Jiang Shaohua must have some plan.

As long as there is still something that can be used against them, there is room and opportunity for negotiation.

Jiang Shaohua curled his lips: "As expected of the King of Dongping. Yes, I do have something to discuss with you."

The Prince of Dongping was shocked again, and blurted out: "As long as you can save our lives, we are willing to do anything."

Even the King of Dongping couldn't help but glare at him: "It's a blessing to die quickly and have an intact body."

How could Jiang Shaohua save them? Not to mention that he didn't have the ability, even if he did, with Jiang Shaohua's brotherly love for Jiang Song, he would never lend a hand.

The Prince of Dongping was instantly discouraged. He suddenly felt bored sitting down, so he simply closed his eyes and lay down again.

It's a death sentence.

It's just a matter of whether one dies faster or slower and whether the body can be preserved. Jiang Shaohua didn't look at the Prince of Dongping. She stared at the Prince of Dongping: "When did the Prince of Dongping and the Prince of Gaoliang start to collude and conspire?"

The King of Dongping answered readily: "We have been plotting this since six years ago."

In other words, Jiang Yi had wanted to kill his cousin Jiang Song since he was ten years old.

"If the rebellion succeeds and Jiang Yi ascends the throne as the new emperor, what good will it do you and your son?"

"Divide the Yangtze River and govern it." The King of Dongping said frankly: "Everything north of the Yangtze River belongs to me."

The territory north of the Yangtze River is considered half of Daliang. Nanyang County is naturally included in it. Jiang Shaohua's voice was full of sarcasm: "You believe this nonsense."

King Dongping actually laughed out loud: "Jiang Yi is certainly not satisfied with half of the country, and I will not be willing to do so either. If the great event is truly accomplished, there will inevitably be disputes and turmoil. By then, it will depend on who is more capable."

"When we get to the underground, you can compete with Jiang Yi again." Jiang Shaohua sneered.

The King of Dongping did not care: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Since you have lost, whatever you say now is right."

This old fox who was about to die looked at Jiang Shaohua carefully and said, "Jiang Shaohua, you are a woman, but you are not willing to stay in the inner house and want to fight for power in the court. With your means, ability and strength, and now is the most appropriate time, it is possible for you to assist that fool Jiang Hao. What exactly do you want to do by coming to me? What do you want to talk to me about?"

What else is there for a traitor like him, waiting to die, to plot?

Jiang Shaohua did not answer but asked: "Besides Jiang Yi, who else is your accomplice?"

Prince Dongping reacted very quickly, his eyes narrowed, and he laughed again: "So you want to take this opportunity to get rid of the Zheng family. The Empress Dowager has lost her minions, so she can and will rely on you more. What a calculation!"

"I might as well tell you the truth. Jiang Yi and I have always had close contact. In the past few years, Jiang Yi did mention Zheng Chen's name in his letters. Those letters are hidden in a secret room in the Prince of Dongping's mansion. I am the only one who knows the exact location."

Jiang Shaohua's eyes flashed slightly.

The letters hidden by Prince Dongping will be a powerful weapon against Zheng Chen and the Zheng family, and can also be used to force the Empress Dowager Zheng to bow her head and give in.

Prince Dongping stared at Jiang Shaohua: "If I tell you, and you go back on your word, we father and son won't even have a place to reason and complain. Why should I believe you?"

Jiang Shaohua said calmly: "Because you have no choice."

"The Empress Dowager has been in charge of the palace for decades. She has ordered that no one is allowed to visit. Apart from me, who else has the courage, guts and ability to enter this cell?"

"Before you and your son died, the only person you could see was me."

"I, Jiang Shaohua, keep my word. Tell me where you hid the letter, and I will send someone to get it immediately. Once I get the letter, I will convince the Empress Dowager to give you and your son a decent death."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't believe me. Just pretend I've never been here. Zheng Chen is in collusion with Jiang Yi, and you're not the only one with evidence. Several of Wei Xiong's trusted men have been captured alive, and they are ready-made witnesses. As long as Zheng Chen can't clear himself of the charges, the Zheng family will definitely be implicated."

"I'll give you a cup of tea. Think about it carefully!"

After Jiang Shaohua finished speaking, he stopped talking.

There was silence in the cell. (End of this chapter)