The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 495 Confinement for Seven Days
When Xie Yang came in, he was assisted by He Cheng, limping, with lowered eyebrows, not a bit arrogant and unruly as usual.

"What do you want to say?" Emperor Jing'an sat on the upper dragon chair, his voice was low and tired.

Xie Yang knelt down, and there was a black memorial lying on the bluestone board in the upper left corner, which was particularly eye-catching: "I don't admit what I have never done, and I only ask my father to give me justice!"

Xie Chu stared at the kneeling and straight Xie Yang, a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes, his nephew really put on a good show, at this point, how dare he refuse to admit it?
With hands clasped in front of him, Xie Chu's eyes darkened slightly, but he didn't know if Xie Yang was really so stupid that he was in a panic, or if he had other arrangements to leave a way out...

Seeing that Emperor Jing'an just stared at him, not saying whether he believed it or not, Xie Yang's eyes flickered slightly, he gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "If it is really found out that it was my son, I am willing to ask myself to abolish the crown prince and go to Xishan Stationed in the imperial mausoleum, and prayed for Dayu for life."

He Cheng quietly raised his head, took a deep look at Xie Yang, turned his head to see that Emperor Jing'an's eyes had been shaken, and then lowered his head again.

After Yang Jianzheng's words, although Emperor Jing'an didn't show it, he had already grown jealous towards the crown prince, and now the crown prince is willing to say the words that he begs to be deposed...

It has to be said that he is really smart, and in a word, he prescribes the right medicine to dispel His Majesty's suspicion.

To be able to sit on the crown prince for so long, there are more or less two brushes.

"The prince has lost his virtue, and he will reflect in the mansion for seven days. Without my order, he is not allowed to leave the mansion."

When Xie Yang led Xie En to withdraw from the Fu'an Hall, Emperor Jing'an opened his eyes and looked at Xie Yang. The lines around his eyes became more and more obvious, making him look old: "Third brother, do you blame me?"

Both of them knew what Emperor Jing'an meant by these words, and they tacitly understood each other. In the past, Emperor Jing'an might have been afraid of Xie Chu, but now because of some pretentious rumors, he personally ordered Xie Chu to be imprisoned.

This is considered to have uncovered this fig leaf.

Emperor Jing'an stared at Xie Chu below. If other courtiers heard this, they might have started to panic, but his third brother was different.

With a cold and paralyzed face, his concentration was extraordinary, he was even calmer than an emperor like him, which made Emperor Jing'an unconsciously reflect on whether he was too narrow-minded in asking the question just now?Too narrow-minded?

"Brother Huang is worrying too much. Seeking a job in his position, if a king loses his suspicion, he will lose his sense of awe. It's time for ministers to worry."

What Xie Chu said was unexpected by Emperor Jing'an, he tasted it carefully in his heart, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud, suspicion is indeed a common problem of every emperor, but he sees it thoroughly.

"Are you really not afraid? In the cold palace, I heard that you persuaded that girl in Changle to draw a clear line with you." Emperor Jing'an leaned forward with his upper body, with a smile on his mouth, and raised half of his brows, his tone was half joking and half serious.

Xie Chu finally raised his head, his long and narrow eyes were deep and dark, he fixedly looked at Emperor Jing'an, without dodging: "I'm afraid, I'm not afraid."

Emperor Jing'an took his time and did not interrupt, waiting for Xie Chu's explanation.

"No courtier is not afraid of the emperor's suspicion, but he is not afraid because he has confidence in you, brother emperor. For a wise superior, suspicion will only make him reflect on himself from time to time, not to be used when he can't tolerate capable ministers. above such filth."

"It has been nearly twenty years since the emperor inherited the throne, and my minister has also assisted you for more than ten years, so trust is naturally there."

After hearing this, Emperor Jing'an felt mixed emotions in his heart. If these words came from other people's mouths, he would only find them glib and flattering.

"Old man, with your temper, sometimes I really don't know whether it's helplessness or jealousy. When I talk to you, I often feel a little ashamed. After all, my realm is low."

"Your marriage with that girl in Changle will be next month. Go back and prepare well. Don't treat that girl badly."

Emperor Jing'an sighed and was exhausted, so he waved his hand to signal Xie Chu to retreat.

After Xie Chu left, He Cheng stepped forward to light the incense, and when the tranquilizing incense rose, the wrinkles between Emperor Jing'an's brows also loosened, and he asked him casually: "He Cheng, what do you think of the crown prince's words? "

He Cheng hesitated for a moment, before he could speak, Emperor Jing'an smiled sarcastically: "It's just you and me here, there is no third person, don't use those clichés to fool me."

Now that Emperor Jing'an had already opened his mouth, He Cheng did not dare to admit his mistake and repeat it, so he smiled sarcastically: "I really don't know if the epidemic has anything to do with the crown prince, but..." He shook his eyes and respectfully gave Jing Emperor An changed the tea again: "However, flaws do not conceal merits, the prince is still young, even if he did something wrong, your Majesty can teach you more, and it is not impossible to remedy it."

In the final analysis, this matter has nothing to do with the truth, the key lies in what Emperor Jing'an thinks.

The crown prince is the eldest son of the direct line, who occupies both the direct line and the eldest son. His status is incomparably noble, and he was brought up by his majesty, so he has taken up the word "love".

As long as you don't make a big mistake, you won't get off the horse easily.

Emperor Jing'an asked him what he thought, and He Cheng only needed to speak according to Emperor Jing'an's wishes, and he didn't really want to listen to his opinion as an eunuch.

He Cheng is worthy of being an old man who has been with Emperor Jing'an for half his life, and he can't understand Emperor Jing'an's mind more thoroughly. As soon as he finished speaking, the wrinkles between Emperor Jing'an's brows loosened.

"But if it wasn't the prince, who would it be? This matter must be explained to the people. If it is not the prince, tens of thousands of people disappeared without a sound. How could it take so long for the incident to happen? There is not even a report to the official."

This is not something that can quell public anger by simply launching a Zhima official out.

"This, the servant remembered something. A few days ago, Yuan Xing seemed to wake up."

A thoughtful look flashed in Emperor Jing'an's eyes: "Is that the one who came to deliver the blood book? He was so fatal, he was so injured that he woke up so quickly."

He Cheng smiled at the side and said: "Vulgar people have rough skin and thick flesh. Naturally, he will get better quickly. I heard that Yuan Xing is a hunter, and it is common for him to be injured. He woke up a few days ago and heard that he could get out of bed yesterday." Yes, but still a little weak."

After He Cheng finished speaking, he tentatively suggested to Emperor Jing'an: "If Your Majesty wants to know the whole story, why don't you call Yuan Xing here and interrogate him, you can always find out the details."

Emperor Jing'an didn't respond immediately, He Cheng was puzzled, but he still stood beside him tactfully.

After a long time, Emperor Jing'an spoke in an inaudible tone: "He Cheng, I want to know if the crown prince is involved, but I'm afraid that the crown prince will really be involved."

"Looking forward and backward like this, I am really old..."

(End of this chapter)