Mo Buli was still laughing loudly, as if he hadn't heard Huan Zicheng's words.

Soon, his bun fell out, and gray strands covered his cheeks, hiding his bluish face.

"Original...... I also have a brother...... My good brother...... Hahaha...... Father's backhand...... That's ...... Father's back hand ...... "Mo Buli seems to be laughing so much that he can't stop laughing, his hair is floating in the wind, and the corners of his eyes are bursting and oozing blood.

His younger brother, who was eight years younger than him, was kept secret by his father, the king, and even if he died in the end, he never revealed a word to him.

So what is he?

What are the bitter bumps in his life?

Every day was like walking on a cliff, and there was not a night of restful sleep, while his good brother was able to escape everything and survive peacefully.

It turned out that his father had such a calculation!

It turned out that his father had never taken a fancy to him, a fake daughter and a real son raised in the name of "Lord Liuli".

He's just a front to be seen on the outside.

As long as he lives, King Jing's family will have a planner, and everyone's attention will only be on him, so his good brother will be able to grow up safely.

Perhaps, his father wants him to conquer the country and then give it up.

Why?

Why?

He tore at his hair, his face, his clothes, everything he could.

How nice it would be if we could tear it all apart and let the past be dusty?

How good would it be if he could die in the nineteenth year of Yongping, instead of living in vain in this world, existing like a joke?

Mo Buli's ears seemed to be buzzing, and everything in front of him was spinning rapidly.

He closed his eyes hard, his teeth clenched, desperately suppressing the scream that was about to burst through his throat, and the corners of his forehead protruded and squirmed, like ugly earthworms.

The way he looks, he thought, must be particularly ridiculous.

If he wasn't himself, he would also think that this fool called Guo Shijin was ridiculous.

He hooked his lips with all his might, trying to provoke a smile.

It's just that the teeth are too tight, and when he hooks his lips, his throat is fishy and sweet, and his face is distorted, as if he is being torn and pulled by countless hands, like a ghost.

"Then ...... On the night of Shoucheng Palace, Your Majesty ...... Why do you dare to touch His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Ah Lie's hoarse voice rang out, and every word was uttered with great difficulty, "Your Majesty doesn't know...... Is it about the first king's youngest son?"

"Your Majesty really doesn't know. It was Huan Zicheng who answered him, and his cold voice was not emotional: "Before leaving Beijing, I had a long talk with Your Majesty, and I learned that when the first emperor was in power, he sent a large number of people to visit the hidden hall, but His Majesty only knew that the first emperor was looking for the edict, and he didn't know that there were other things. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and dusted the corners of his robe, and his voice was indifferent: "According to my guess, the reason why the first emperor didn't talk about Guo Shizhang was because he saw His Majesty's temperament. His Majesty is suspicious by nature, but the courage and means are extremely lacking, if this matter is told, His Majesty is very likely to make an unwise move, but it is harmful to the overall situation, so the first emperor made a trick of 'dragging'. As long as it drags on for a few more decades, the lineage of the first emperor can sit firmly in the three dynasties, then even if the grandson of King Jing comes out, those old ministers will die, and who will serve a dead King Jing at that time?"

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and said: "If Mo Shaojin was gambling with the Mo clan and his own life back then, then the first emperor later concealed this matter, and he was also gambling, the first emperor gambled that Mo Shaojin did not have the so-called young son of King Jing in his hands at all, and he was betting that His Majesty, who knew nothing about it, would be able to drag the matter to be resolved peacefully." At this point, a faint smile appeared on his cold face: "Judging from the results, I thought that the first emperor was right, and without knowing it, His Majesty really survived this crisis safely." ”

As he spoke, he turned to Eunuch Yang and raised his hand: "There are still some things to do, Eunuch Yang knows a lot, so it's up to you to talk about it." ”

"Yes, Lord Governor. Eunuch Yang replied respectfully, and bowed to Mo Buli, only then shook his white hair, and said tremblingly: "When I was sent to the hidden hall by the first king, I carried a lot of letters and evidence left by the first king, and the first king told me that until the critical moment, the identity of the little king could not be revealed, and the little king himself did not know that he was the son of the first king, and only thought that he was really a child of the Mo family. ”

The silence in the clearing was like death, but his slender and desolate voice echoed, like an echo: "We have been in the hidden hall for a few years, and Mo Shaojin suddenly appeared. With a token left by the old man in his hand, he forcibly took us out of the hidden hall. I didn't dare to reveal the identity of the little county king, and I was powerless to fight him, so I had to follow him back to Dachen. Fortunately, at that time, Mo Shaojin and the first emperor talked about the conditions, and we didn't know anything about it. It was only later, before Mo Shaojin died, that he summoned his clan brother, that is, Lu Shixing, to the front of the bed and talked secretly for a long time. And when Lu Shixing came out of the house, he looked at the little county king differently. That's when I knew he was supposed to be ...... I understood the identity of the little county king. ”

Lu Shixing ...... You know, too?" Ah Lie couldn't help but interrupt him, his face becoming paler.

"It's just a rough idea. Huan Zicheng said indifferently, his face was as cold as ice: "Lu Shixing knows that his identity as a concubine is not ordinary, and it is likely to be related to King Jing, but he doesn't know the specific situation. He is different from Mo Shaojin, he is cowardly by nature, and he is not so ambitious, and he has also obtained the edict, and he is more and more panicked, living in fear all day long, and he is becoming more and more silent in the court, His Majesty also understands him, so he will become more and more unkind to the Lu family later. ”

"Why...... Only Eunuch Yang is alone...... Accompaniment?" Ah Lie seemed to be still not giving up, or maybe it was his nature, and he wanted to know the truth too much, so he asked again: "The first king cherished it so much...... Why is this son...... Don't send more guards?"

What he asked was not Huan Zicheng, but Eunuch Yang.

Eunuch Yang didn't dare to reply, glanced back at Huan Zicheng, and saw that he didn't say anything, so he spoke: "Back then, I also asked the former king, why did you send me alone to guard the little county king? I don't know martial arts, what if I can't keep it? But the first king said that the best protection in this world is the word 'don't know'. Originally, only three people knew about the matter of the little county king, and it was the former king himself, the old man of the Namo clan, and the cronies sent by the former king. In the eighteenth year of Yongping, the cronie died of illness, and the old man of the Mo clan had already died in the landslide. Instead of sending many people to protect the little county king, it is better to keep this secret firmly locked, which is the safest protection for the little county king. ”