I drank a lot of milk to calm down the shock. The whole family was waiting for me to rescue them.

Chapter 323 Justice
The friendship between the cubs is difficult for the prince to understand.

They have only been together for more than a month, so why are they willing to help with anything?
The prince took Jiujiu to a small corner where no one was paying attention. The cub winked at him furtively, "Can you tie it, touch it..."

Prince: "?" Who are you touching? ! Don't talk nonsense!

"Harm me?"

Who taught her to talk and gasp! A lifetime of fame was almost ruined in her hands.

The prince pointed her forehead and taught her: "Who can murder you for nothing! I am very busy. I want to ask you something."

Jiujiu raised her head and looked at the prince waiting for his question, but this action made her very uncomfortable, and she almost fainted because she was top-heavy.

The prince held her head and was a little surprised: "Jiujiu, why is your head so big?"

Tweeted: "!!!" Do you want to hear whether what you are saying is human!
The prince was still minding his own business and said, "It turns out to be a big-headed baby!"

Tweeted: "Wow wow wow!"

Why is the sadness so great?
In fact, Jiujiu's head is not big, but the child is relatively short, and the weather is hot and he wears less clothes. Compared with his bloated appearance in winter, his body looks much thinner, and his head feels bigger in comparison.

The cries attracted people around to look over. The prince felt ashamed of bullying the younger ones, "Stop crying, I'm sorry. Can I apologize to you?"

Jiu Jiu wiped her tears pitifully: "Mom, scold Jiu Jiu."

The prince compromised: "I will send you back to the mansion, and I promise that Mrs. Su will not scold you."

Jiu Jiu rubbed her eyes and rushed out.

【Oh, let’s go play~】

Prince: His reputation has been completely ruined, he was tricked by a little brat!

After Jiujiu ran far away, the prince remembered that he hadn't asked Jiujiu about Qiao Sheng yet!
After standing up, he found the old lady of the Qiao family waiting for him respectfully not far away, obviously she had something to say to him.

"Mrs. Qiao, are you looking for an orphan?"

Mrs. Qiao respectfully saluted the prince, "When I return to the prince, I have already seen the secret room. It is made of iron juice melted from the nether black iron of Wangbei Iron Mine. There is also a layer of Beicheng red clay inside. The red bricks made of them are not as strong as the ones here even if they are built in the imperial palace.”

The prince's foxy eyes narrowed slightly, and he caught the loophole in Mrs. Qiao's words: "Old madam, the Netherworld Black Iron has not been opened yet, how did you know that there is a layer of Beicheng red bricks inside?"

Netherworld Black Iron and Beicheng Red Clay are both precious things. Not to mention that they have been lost. Even the remaining bits were used by the late emperor to build the imperial mausoleum more than 20 years ago. Even though he was the crown prince of a country, he was still in the books. I have heard of these two things in the records. How could this old lady dressed as an ordinary lady know so clearly?
"Who are your Qiao family?"

Mrs. Qiao lowered her head, her eyes lonely. How can the Qiao family still bear the word "sacred"!

"Your Highness will answer a question for me first, so that I can decide whether to tell His Highness something."

The prince was unhappy: "Are you negotiating terms with Gu?"

Mrs. Qiao knelt in front of the prince and lowered her posture. This was not only a sign of weakness, but also...surrender!
"I am just a poor man, so I am not qualified to negotiate terms with His Highness. I just hope that His Highness can answer a question that has troubled me for many years because of the relationship between my granddaughter and the county lord. I beg your Majesty to grant it!"

Mrs. Qiao moved out of Jiujiu, which made the prince hesitate for a moment. Children's friendship also needs to be maintained, right?
With everyone here to help tweet like this, it’s not too much for him to answer her grandmother’s question, right?

It has to be said that the Chongjiu Party was very successful in brainwashing him. The prince, who was rarely easy to talk to, agreed to Mrs. Qiao's request. "Say it."

Just for the sake of tweeting, let’s satisfy an old lady!

Mrs. Qiao stared into the prince's eyes, without any fear of superiors, and asked a question that had troubled her for twenty years: "Do you think my husband deserves to die?"

This question really stupefied the prince. It wasn't that the question was difficult, but that he didn't know who Mrs. Qiao's husband was. It seemed that Funing Tongyan and his mother had mentioned that Qiao Sheng's family were grave diggers.

"The trade of grave robbers is destructive and despicable. When the old lady asks this question, it would be better to ask her husband how he has the face to face the descendants of those whose graves he dug up."

Mrs. Qiao looked at the prince steadily: "That's why I asked His Highness now."

There was a chill behind the prince's back: "How dare you! You dare to steal the imperial mausoleum!"

Jiujiu, this is a den of thieves!
The prince was angry. She should have knelt down and begged for mercy, but the pain in her heart made her unwilling to kneel down and beg for mercy from such a noble person as them.

Her husband knelt down and bit his head to beg those people to let go of their three-year-old son. Now she was asked to kneel down and beg them to let go of her granddaughter or the whole family?
Decades of resentment and sadness made the old man who was about to put one foot in the coffin straighten his spine, "My husband is not a tomb robber, but the household craftsman Qiao Ping who was tricked and killed by your father!"

"Qiao Ping?" The prince muttered the name silently. It sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

Mrs. Qiao was not surprised at all by the prince's confused expression. She was just sad that the man who was once known as the most skillful person in the Zhou Dynasty was now remembered by no one except him.

Her son was only three years old when her husband died. In order to save her life, she did not even dare to mention his father's past to their son, and even allowed the stigma of "grave robber" to fall on her husband.

She felt sorry for her dead husband.

"Your Highness, the late emperor's imperial mausoleum was built by Lao Chen's husband, and Huahua Lane was also built by Lao Chen's husband. All the secret chambers here were also designed by him."

Mrs. Qiao was shaking all over. It was precisely because her husband knew too much that he had to die. "I can help your highness open the secret room left by Princess Fufeng, but your highness must clear my husband's name. He did not embezzle the money used to build the imperial mausoleum. Not even a despicable tomb robber!"

She added: "I am the only one in the world who can unravel the trap that Princess Fufeng ordered my husband to design. Your Highness can naturally cover up the fact of killing innocent people for Your Majesty, and even kill five members of my Qiao family. But in this way, the prince will find There is no military talisman left by Princess Fufeng."

A son who rebels against his father and a minister who rebels against his king are both treasonous and immoral.

The prince put his hands behind his back, rubbing his thumbs gently, and his expressionless look was very scary.

[According to my experience, this gesture is usually a precursor to murder. 】

[But now it’s not just your family of five who knows, but me too! 】

The heavy chirping sound betrayed the fact that she was eavesdropping.

The prince stiffened and looked around but couldn't find where Jiu Jiu was hiding. He was just thinking about whether there was a way to get the best of both worlds without killing anyone!
Moreover, where is she hiding?

At this time, there was a hint of panic in the little girl's voice: "Ah, Shengsheng, don't cry!" 】

[Tweet to comfort you, Tweet... Tweet...]

【Wow! Tweet, Tweet is stuck in my stomach! 】

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