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Chapter 146

Getting off his horse, Zhuge Yun quickly walked up to the emaciated and desolate Prince Cheng. He was dressed in bright armor, tall and vigorous, with an incomparably handsome appearance...he was much better than Prince Cheng at this time.

Ah Wan stared at Zhuge Yun, who looked like the son of a god in the sky, with waves of remorse in her heart, she should catch her cousin.

Zhuge Yun didn't seem to know Awan, he cupped his hands to Prince Cheng and said: "It's late, I hope the prince will forgive me."

"Zhuge Yun..."

The sword in Prince Cheng's hand fell to the ground, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his chapped lips, "You are here."

"The general will not worry about the imperial mausoleum."

Zhuge Yun told his subordinates to dig the drainage channels and remove the accumulated water, "My lord has worked hard for several days, you may as well go into the house to rest, the imperial tomb will be handed over to the last general."

"Rest? This king must have time to rest."

Prince Cheng stared at Zhuge Yun for a while, "You are lucky."

"Protecting the imperial mausoleum is an inescapable responsibility, and the final general dare not take credit for it."

"You don't need to talk about the situation with this king, the credit for protecting the imperial tomb is yours, and if the emperor wants to kill or scrape, this king has no other words!"

"In the end, the truth will be reported, and everything will be decided by the emperor."

Zhuge Yun was not as polite as Prince Tongcheng, admitting that he would tell the emperor about the imperial mausoleum.

The soldiers around the imperial mausoleum were digging canals, vying for the achievements of the sky.

Prince Cheng knew that he had lost his best chance, and he didn't want to lose his only dignity in front of Zhuge Yun, "So, this king waits for the imperial edict."

He turned around and entered the room, in front of Zhuge Yun, he looked like a firefly fighting against the bright moon.

Zhuge Yun saw that Prince Cheng walked away in anger, and turned to look at the collapsed imperial tomb. Fortunately, only the unfinished imperial tomb of the current emperor was collapsed, and the ancestral tombs of the rest of the royal family were preserved. Zhuge Yun thought with a little regret that God also He is very kind to Prince Cheng.

If the ancestral grave seeps water, Prince Cheng will have to peel off his skin even if he does not die.

Zhuge Yun didn't dare to use his brain under the watchful eyes of everyone. Although it was a pity that God favored Prince Cheng, he was relieved to see Prince Cheng's downcast look. It would be great if Xiaorou was there!

Kid who is both good at painting and calligraphy, can you draw it for me?

No time, I want to sleep!
I don't know when, Zhuge Yun has been able to communicate with the original owner's soul, but the person who occupies this body is not the original owner, but Zhuge Crazy!
sleep……

Zhuge Yun secretly lucked out his inner strength, and after a while, the original owner couldn't bear the inner strength, okay, okay, I'll just help you draw.

"cousin……."

"Who are you?"

Zhuge Yun squinted at A Wan, "You don't seem to be among my cousins!"

A Wan bit her lip, and wiped away her tears in pain, "Cousin must say that? I...Could it be that cousin has forgotten me?"

"My mother is a noble daughter, not a niece who is a concubine."

Zhuge Yun sneered and said: "You'd better be careful, don't let Prince Cheng misunderstand you, if a concubine commits adultery, she will be beaten to death directly, remind you one more thing, don't forget the emperor's order Now, the safety of Anpinghou Mansion can be counted on you."

Awan took two steps back in fright, Zhuge Yun turned and left.

As long as one person recognizes Shang Wan, the emperor will kill the people in Anping Houfu.

"Zhuge Yun, why are you doing this to me?"

"My most ruthless plagiarist!"

Zhuge Yun raised his voice, "How many of the poems you wrote were written by you?"

A Wan shook her body and asked, "How do you know that I plagiarized? Could it be that you are the same as me?"

Zhuge Yun didn't even turn his head, "You take your time to guess, don't think that others are inferior to you! The poems you copied may not be impossible for others to make."

In the room, Prince Cheng closed the window and sat silently on the desk. Prince Cheng heard their conversation, plagiarism?Are Awan's poems plagiarized?In his previous life, he had never heard of A Wan's poems... and gunpowder...

Prince Cheng spread out the booklet, he could only give the booklet to his father first, and mention a good way to relieve the disaster, so as to reduce his father's dislike of him, it was really impossible...he could only use the gunpowder The formula was handed over to the emperor.

If he can't keep the throne, it's useless even if he has the gunpowder formula in his hand. ,

But if the gunpowder leaked out and the embankment of the Yuhe River burst suddenly, would Father not investigate?

Once his father finds any clues, he will be sentenced to death.

Prince Cheng pondered and wrote the memorial. No matter what, he had to be ahead of Zhuge Yun, be it an apology or an explanation. Now Prince Cheng can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

The emperor always pays attention to the movement of the imperial mausoleum. After receiving the report from Prince Cheng, he heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, only his mausoleum collapsed. If Zhuge Yun went slowly, the ancestor's mausoleum would not Have to seep and collapse?

"Check, let me find out, who is it that has captivated Prince Cheng?"

"According to the order."

When only the emperor and Ding Guogong were left in the imperial study, the emperor glanced at Ding Guogong who was drinking tea calmly, "Liu Fei, what do you think? Why did the embankment of the Yu River burst suddenly? Why is the imperial tomb full of dangers? Every time Zhuge Yun It's all in time... Could it be that he is the destiny?"

Duke Ding, who seemed to be calm, was not at all calm in his heart. Although he didn't know the details, he gave Zhuge Yun the group of dead men. Duke Ding was surprised by Zhuge Yun's courage, and he couldn't figure out what else he had. dare not do.

The emperor's question must be answered.

Duke Dingguo said: "I remember the emperor said that it is up to man to make things happen, and heaven to make things happen. I think it is too heavy to attribute the destiny to Zhuge Yun. I can only say that God takes care of him and the Dajin Dynasty." If the destiny is not on the Emperor's side, how could the embankment of the Yu River burst when he arrived? How could the imperial mausoleum be safe and sound? In fact, I think...Prince Cheng is just a little less lucky."

"When you mention Zhuge Yun, Liu Fei, you talk a lot. You protect him in every possible way. I can't help but think about it."

"You'd better think about how to deal with Prince Cheng, isn't he the prince you value?"

"What do you think I should do with Xiao Liu?" The corner of the emperor's mouth curled up, and he asked Ding Guogong, "Liu Fei, among the princes, don't you think Xiao Liu is the most like me back then?"

"Prince Cheng is not as lucky as you were back then. As for how you will deal with him... he is your prince, so it is inconvenient for me to say more."

"I'll ask you again, how do you think I should reward Zhuge Yun?"

"The left and right are your courtiers, so it's inconvenient for me to say more."

The emperor supported the imperial case with his arm, leaned forward, and looked at Duke Ding with great interest, "I don't say this, I don't say that, it's really unnecessary for me to keep you by my side... I count on you to help me choose a Prince, Liu Fei, the only person I can trust is you..."

"The minister is guilty."

Duke Ding bowed down and pleaded guilty, "I have failed Your Majesty's expectations. I am dull by nature. The princes are all handsome and magnificent. I don't know who is suitable to be the prince. It is better for you to take the exam yourself."

"Liu Fei..."

"I don't dare to delay Your Majesty, I will take my leave."

The emperor saw Ding Guogong walk out of the imperial study, he leaned on the dragon chair, and smiled lowly: "Liu Fei... As long as he is here, can you run away?"

"Pass down my oral order to order Zhuge Yun to arrest Prince Cheng and bring him back to Beijing."

"According to the order."

"Zhuge Yun first protected the embankment of Yuhe River, saved the people from water and fire, and then protected the ancestral tomb of the emperor's mausoleum. I named him Marquis of Yongning for his meritorious service, and commanded him to command the soldiers and horses of the two towns."

"According to the order."

The emperor re-read Prince Cheng's booklet, "The disaster relief matters should be handled according to the strategy given by Prince Cheng. My six princes have done it, but they also have merit. Have luck."

Zhuge Yun has the most luck, but it's a pity he can't be the emperor!
If he had left Zhuge Yun behind at that time... the emperor shook his head, Zhuge Yun beside him would not have grown up, even if he had grown up, Zhuge Yun would not be as competitive as he is now, and the court...nor will it be the same as it is now stable.

The emperor's imperial edicts confused the ministers of the court, and it was no surprise that Zhuge Yun was rewarded. In addition to the emperor's regard for Zhuge Yun, Zhuge Yun kept the imperial tomb, even if he was directly awarded the Duke.

What the courtiers couldn't understand was the emperor's attitude towards Prince Cheng. If he didn't like Prince Cheng, how could he name the four disaster relief strategies offered by Prince Cheng in the imperial decree?If he valued Prince Cheng...how could the emperor let Zhuge Yun arrest him?

The ministers couldn't figure it out, and the princes couldn't tell the emperor's true attitude.

The princes did not dare to throw stones at Prince Cheng lightly, and only after they had definite news did they dare to kick out the sixth prince, Prince Cheng, from the ranks of seizing the throne.

Concubine Shu in the deep palace let out a sigh of relief after hearing the news, no matter what, Xiao Liu can finally return to the capital.

In front of the emperor, Xiao Liu had the opportunity to explain clearly... Concubine Shu also felt somewhat regretful, why didn't Xiao Liu seize the opportunity to keep the imperial tomb?
"His temper is still a little impatient, not calm enough."

Concubine Shu slowly frowned, no matter how impatient Xiao Liu was, he would not fail to see the credit for guarding the imperial tomb, did someone frame him behind his back?Although the emperor did not disclose the excerpts of Prince Cheng's defense, Concubine Shu already thought that someone was behind the scenes.

In the capital, the only peaceful person is Zeng Rou. She raises her baby in the palace with peace of mind. From time to time, she tosses the side concubine and concubine He in the mansion. She lives a very leisurely life.

Concubine Xia protected her son as if she was her life, for fear that Zeng Rou would snatch him away... As for Prince Cheng's concubine, she lost her temper after being tormented by Zeng Rou.

Zhuge Yun's letter to her arrived in the capital first. Zeng Rou opened the letter and took out a piece of drawing paper. On the painting, Prince Cheng was so desolate and pitiful... The painter described Prince Cheng's unwillingness, resentment, jealousy, despair and other emotions The performance was very clear, Zeng Rou knew that Zhuge Yun couldn't draw it.

After laughing, Zeng Rou had to think more about how to step on Prince Cheng. From the perspective of the emperor, Prince Cheng is one of the princes who are valued by the emperor. If everything goes well, it is not that Prince Cheng has no chance to inherit the throne. It's a pity that Prince Cheng met her and Zhuge Yun, so don't even think about inheriting the throne in this life.

(End of this chapter)