One Child and Two Treasures: The Divine Doctor's Daughter

Chapter 392 Li Zongyu Poisoned

It has to be said that the old emperor is indeed a standard strategist.

The Six Kings are not very talented, and they have been protected by the old emperor all year round. Therefore, once there is a plan, there may be too many flaws. The old emperor may not be aware of all his big moves on the front line.

In the same way, the old emperor would not lose sight of the actions of the Eight Princes' House. The arrival of Chu Qingqing was a turning point for the old emperor's game of chess.

First, they went to Li Zongyu's mansion to give Chu Qingqing a chance to get close, and then deliberately left Chu Qingqing in the Twelve Prince's Mansion for a day, so that outsiders could guess what Li Zongyu and Jiang Jinyue said to Chu Qingqing that night.

This was the first move, which separated Chu Qingqing and the Eighth Prince, and by the way, made Empress Hui not sure where Chu Qingqing was standing now.

The second move was to check and balance. Now that someone in the harem restrained Empress Hui, and Jiang Qingge killed the eighth concubine, the only niece of Empress Wu, without the support of Empress Wu's family, the momentum of the Eighth Prince was immediately dispelled by more than half.

The Eight Kings settled it, and the only threat to the Six Kings was Li Zongyu.

The six kings made such a big move on the front line, the old emperor half taught and half helped him to control the whole situation on the front line.

The last move is to transfer Li Zongyu to the front line. Either he will be killed directly when he arrives at the front line, or he will make some stumbling blocks for three to five years. Holding Jiang Jinyue and Bai Ziang Bai Zili, the Eight Kings lost the support of Empress Wu, the only family who could fight. If under such circumstances, the Six Kings could not be alone, then he was indeed not suitable to be an emperor.

What a game of chess.

What a delicate game of chess, everything is interlocking, and there is no trace of guilt or pity.

It should have been calculated since the old emperor woke up and saw the innocent appearance of the six kings!

Because he wanted to train this soon-to-be emperor's son to be motivated and aggressive, he asked the brothers to teach them with their lives, stepping into the chess game one by one, and teaching the six kings how to kill their own brothers. A loving father.

Li Zongyu closed the bloody military newspaper with a calm and composed expression.

"Father, it is now the end of October, a month after the Turkic harvest. In previous years, most of the Turkic intruders came at the beginning of summer when there was no harvest. Why did they come so aggressively this time?"

After a pause, Li Zongyu drifted away for six kings, and asked the old emperor with his hands clasped.

"Brother Eleven is brave and good at fighting. He has been stationed on the front line all year round. Why is he suddenly seriously injured?"

Li Zongyu was clearly calculating in his heart, but he looked at the father and son singing the oboe in front of him, and asked questions again and again calmly.

The old emperor's face was not very good-looking, and he replied in a cold voice.

"That wolfish and ambitious Turk may have heard that I am unwell, and he is relying on his own surplus food."

"Father's physical discomfort is a royal secret. Turks are thousands of cities away from us. How did we find out so quickly?"

The old emperor frowned, feeling that there was something in Li Zongyu's words. Before he could speak, the six kings jumped up and said to Li Zongyu.

"What does Little Twelve mean? Could it be that our Rong Kun has an inner ghost?"

The six kings couldn't hold back and jumped, and the old emperor was a little disappointed.

Compared with Li Zongyu, the Taoism of the Six Kings is much worse.

Li Zongyu couldn't tell what looked like a smile but not a smile. It was quite like the smile of the old emperor. He saluted the six kings and said calmly.

"Brother Six was joking, Twelve just felt that the Turkic invasion this time, no matter the time or motive, was unreasonable."

"What's unreasonable? The Turks will fight as soon as they want."

The six kings naturally knew the twists and turns best, so they simply played tricks.

Li Zongyu still had that half-smile expression, and said slowly.

"Sixth brother doesn't know something. The northern and southern Turks have not been united for many years. The southern Turkic border is small, and the border between the two sides is constantly at odds. If the Turkic has enough surplus food, the first consideration should be to take the southern Turkic nearby. Our Rong Kun Supplies are abundant, the terrain is vast, and the soldiers are even more powerful, it is definitely not a wise move for the Turks to invade our Rongkun at this moment."

"The soldiers are so powerful? How did the temple city fall? How did the eleventh brother get seriously injured?"

The six kings were slightly disdainful and sneered.

Li Zongyu still had the same flat expression, calm and upright, and saluted the Six Kings.

"Twelve is just wondering about this point. The Turks were in the most food shortage. When they fought desperately, they didn't take any of our Rongkun cities. But at this time, Brother Eleven was seriously injured and the temple city was destroyed again."

As Li Zongyu said, he turned his head and saluted the old emperor solemnly.

"Father! My son suspects that there are Turkic ghosts in the capital! Sergeants can die on the battlefield, they can die in defending their homes and the country, but they can't die in power struggles, and they can't die in politicians' struggles! If there are Turkic ghosts in the capital, bad If the things in the roots are not pulled out, they will only be bad!"

Li Zongyu lowered his head and pressed his fists to his forehead with both hands. His tone was neither humble nor overbearing, calm and powerful!

The old emperor squeezed the memorial and narrowed his eyes.

Shibie looked at him with admiration for three days. He always knew that Li Zongyu had some skills, but he didn't think about it. He had already figured out the whole chess game. Once the chess pieces struggled, it would be really tricky.

And Li Zongyu's chess piece is no longer the Wuxia Amon who was slaughtered by others.

To die in the struggle for power, to die in the struggle of politicians, these words are clearly meant for him, the emperor!
Liu Wang jumped anxiously, pointed at Li Zongyu and said loudly.

"Twelve brothers, you have no evidence, just guessing, how can you be sure that there must be a Turkic ghost in the capital?"

The old emperor glanced at the guilty six kings, then at the chilling and calm Li Zongyu, and sighed in his heart.

Sit down!

He couldn't admit that the emperor he had spent half his life cultivating was wrong from the very beginning when he was dying, right?

"Okay, I will start to investigate this matter, Xiao Twelve will set off tomorrow."

The old emperor frowned and waved his hands, fearing that Li Zongyu would lead the six kings to continue arguing, and the six kings would not call themselves.

"Come on, serve tea!"

This cut off all Li Zongyu's next words.

Li Zongyu lowered his eyes and saluted to the tall desk in the imperial study.

"My son and minister lead the decree, and must serve the country loyally, and die!"

"I need you to return in triumph!"

The old emperor's voice sharpened.

Li Zongyu lowered his head, and when the little eunuch was walking forward with the old emperor's teacup in his hand, he stretched out his hand, and poured out the old emperor's cup of tea with a sound like a sword clanging.

"Your minister will surely return triumphantly! If you don't break the Turks, you will never return it! If you lose the Loucheng, your minister will have such a cup!"

After all, the cup fell to the ground, fragmented, decisive and calm!

The old emperor and the six kings felt relieved.

Just go!

However, before the breath was released to the end, all of a sudden it was raised again!

Li Zongyu suddenly covered his chest, and knelt down beside the coffee table, precariously. In the confusion, he turned over the newly changed hot tea on the coffee table and splashed it all over his body!

His face turned gray visible to the naked eye, pointing to the broken teacup on the ground, he spoke intermittently.

"Father! This tea. Tea! Poisonous!"

(End of this chapter)