In the dead of night, Yu Fucheng sent the Confucian King back, and went to see the Eighth Prince again, but did not find anything unusual. When he came back and sat next to the desk, he saw that his little servant had fallen asleep, he wanted to go forward to wake him up, but he couldn't hold on, and began to fight with his eyelids.

There was silence all around, the dim candle flame suddenly went into a trance, and a shadow appeared in the room, the man was dressed in black and masked, and he sneaked towards the place where the Eighth Emperor was imprisoned inside.

When the Eighth Prince heard someone calling him, when he raised his eyes, he saw that the man was only looking at him with a pair of eyes. Jin Yu was startled, and the whole person shrank into the corner of the wall behind him: "Who are you...... What do you want to do......"

The man laughed and said, "Does the Eighth Prince want to live?"

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, whether it is the common people or the high-ranking officials, they must sacrifice to the king of the stove on this day, in order to beg for the peace and smoothness of the new year, and the wealth is rolling. Today, however, there is a big other thing.

The Confucian king welcomed back the golden body of the relics from the Dabaoci Temple.

This dynasty believed in Buddhism, and even Emperor Xuwen had great respect for Buddhism. For this purpose, a very grand guard of honor was specially arranged, led by Zhu Daguan himself, hundreds of palace maids and eunuchs, holding Buddhist incense and candles, out of the city for more than ten miles, and greeted each other in the middle of the road. The Praetorian Guards supervised in front, and hundreds of monks protected the relics and gold bodies in it, and the sound of Buddha horns and chanting came out of their mouths, attracting the people to respectfully follow on both sides, worshipping and excited.

The sound of Buddhist music and the smoke of cigarettes. Miles long veterans in the eyes of the public, from the south gate was welcomed into the Da'an Palace, outside the palace is surrounded by believers holding incense sticks to worship, kneeling on the ground to see, for a long time.

At this time, His Royal Highness the Confucian King, who escorted the golden body of the relic, was even more admired and worshipped. He is tall and long, and the tears under his eyes seem to turn into countless compassions, which can dissolve the bad karma of the world. He was still dressed in white, but the cuffs and neckline of the white clothes he wore today were embroidered with a Furui Kirin with gold threads, and in addition to his already handsome face and innate honor, he added countless extravagances, causing the girls and young women who heard the wind to scream in amazement.

Li Shuci stood on the top of the high floor, watching that person look at the crowd, slowly approaching from the palace gate with the golden body of the relics, and he himself was like an incomparably solemn Buddha who was compassionate for the world, she sighed lightly, he felt that this life was unfair, and he wanted to ask for everything he had, but why didn't he think that he also got everything else because of this.

Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief again, if anyone could sort out the obsession in their hearts thoroughly, then there would not be so many grievances and hatreds.

Emperor Xuwen took over the shrine from the Confucian king and personally enshrined the relics in the gold-decorated Buddha hall. Hundreds of eminent monks will chant sutras here for three days to relige the golden body.

The imperial incense is ethereal, and after the courtiers worship with Emperor Xuwen, they go to the Taiji Hall to drink and feast.

Singing and dancing, snow drifted outside the hall again, Li Shuci sat next to the Queen Mother, and looked at everyone in the court, several young people behind Cao Cheng, the left minister, were very eye-catching, and even Cao Ying seemed to be particularly moving today. And now Li Weiqing, who is the right minister, is sitting alone opposite Cao Cheng, holding a cup in his hand, drinking with his colleagues on the side. This is the first time Li Shuci has seen his father since entering the palace, it seems that his mother still hasn't forgiven him, thinking of the happiness of the family, her heart hurts, and she hurriedly turned her eyes to others.

The six Shangshu and others, the scholars of Hanlin, the masters of the Yushitai who showed people with ice all the year round, and the younger generation behind them, all showed very happy smiles on their faces, as if this was the prosperous era of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, not the time when a generation of emperors was about to decline.

Singing and dancing are in and out of vogue, and the Confucian king who sits in the middle of a group of children, in the same weak crown year, he is always clearer and brighter than others, and the full house of brocade still can't cover his plain and light brilliance. But in the deepest part of his eyes, there was ten thousand years of ice, and he vowed to smash everything in front of him.

The hall was brightly lit, and the warm breath and the smell of wine urged everyone's body and mind. One by one, they raised their glasses to Emperor Xuwen, and the palace was full of joy and harmony between the monarchs and ministers. Seeing all this, Li Shuci lowered his gaze. What she asked Xia Xing to inquire about was that someone actually saw the palace maid beside Shen Jiayi picking apples outside the cold palace, and then thought of the rumors that were intensifying among those people, it was not difficult to guess where the origin of the matter was. But in any case, what she can't figure out is why the eighth prince is involved?

Just when she was in a trance, in the midst of the noise, suddenly a chamberlain hurriedly stepped forward and said something in Zhu Daguan's ear. Zhu Daguan was startled, and bowed down and whispered to Emperor Xuwen, who was looking at him in shock. Naturally, everyone in the palace also noticed that his face was wrong, and the voice in the palace receded like a wave, and they all paid attention to this high emperor.

Li Shuci's ears were amazing, and he heard Zhu Daguan say in the ear of Emperor Xuwen in a low voice: "The eighth prince hit his head against the wall and asked to see the king. ”

Emperor Xuwen looked around at the people in the hall with his eyes, snorted heavily, and replied lightly: "No!"

Li Shuci was also very puzzled, this eighth prince was really not smart enough, Emperor Xuwen didn't say anything to blame him for so long, so he naturally wanted to delay time, and in the end, the big thing turned into a small thing, and the small thing turned into a small thing. As for the murderer, isn't there another Liu Li who 'stood up for the Lord and committed suicide in fear of crime'? If you ask him about it for so long, I am afraid that you also want to sharpen his temperament and make him think about it. But he came to 'hit the wall and ask to see him'! It really makes people don't know what to say.

But as soon as Emperor Xuwen's voice fell, there was a noise outside, "Your Royal Highness, you can't go in!"

Emperor Xuwen immediately frowned and stood up from the dragon chair. Li Shuci said in surprise: "The Eighth Prince is locked up in Dali Temple, how can he appear here?" Xia Xing knelt behind her and said, "Girl, I'm afraid that the Eighth Prince may threaten him with death, who really dares to let him hurt half a point?"

Li Shuci thought about the words of Emperor Xuwen from Daguan Zhu and nodded.

Emperor Xuwen snorted coldly and instructed Zhu Daguan: "Call him in." ”

However, as soon as Zhu Daguan turned his heel, an exclamation came from outside, "Eighth Highness, what are you going to do, come down and talk quickly!"

"Don't come, I'll jump down here if I come here again! I want to see my father!" The voice floated from far and near, it was already very small, but it could make everyone hear the anxiety and determination in his tone.

The people in the Taiji Hall were stunned, and then Emperor Xuwen walked down from above with a dark and calm face, and took the lead in walking outside the hall. The people present looked at each other, not knowing what was happening, but Emperor Xuwen had already gotten up, how dare they still sit, and hurriedly stood up one after another and followed him out.

The wind, at some point, became cold and hard, and the flying snow was quickly rolled up, hitting people's skin, cold and painful.

The eighth prince Jin Yu stood on the carved railing jade pillar in front of the hall, standing in a sad voice, the place around the pillar can stand only an inch, as long as his feet are slightly wrong, he will fall from the high platform of more than ten zhang, and fall to pieces.

Many royal relatives and courtiers were here, looking at the twelve-year-old Eighth Emperor, threatening each other with death, just to see his father's side, to exonerate those grievances that had been about to be eliminated, many people secretly shook their heads, feeling that the Eighth Emperor's heart was unbearable.

However, Jin Yu, who was standing on a high place at this time, was a little excited when he saw Emperor Xuwen stepping out of the hall, causing the attendants below to exclaim again and again: "Your Highness, be careful under your feet!"

Jin Yu's immature face was full of panic, ignoring the shouts of the inner servants, and shouted loudly to Emperor Xuwen, who was looking down at him: "Father, please listen to the words of the son! The son-in-law is not for himself, but for the sake of Chongnan! You have been deceived! The remnants of the ancient clan are still making trouble in my Chongnan, trying to disrupt our dynasty!"

When everyone heard the words 'remnants of the ancient clan', their eyes fell on the Confucian King for a moment, but his eyebrows were clear, the white clothes on his body were swept by the wind and snow, and his face was not moved.

Emperor Xuwen's eyes narrowed tightly, and he shouted coldly: "You get out of here!"

But Jin Yu was iron-hearted at this time, and he shouted: "The sixth prince Jin Yao! He is the remnant of the ancient clan! He is the son of Concubine De! Father, you have been deceived!" You Xian's immature voice became more acute in the wind and snow, and the fierce fear was mixed in it, turning into countless tiny steel needles piercing the hearts of everyone present, and the whispering sound almost overshadowed the chanting of hundreds of monks in the Buddhist hall, constantly impacting Emperor Xuwen's heart.

Li Shuci looked at Jin Yu in shock, her heart was pinched fiercely, she looked at the Confucian King, and there was still no expression or emotion on his face. He stood there, like a fairy, about to go with the wind and snow. It turned out that what she didn't see was here.

Jin Yu still refused to give up at this time, and he faced everyone: "Chongnan has been in turmoil for many years, and it is all because of Jin Yao! He is the rebellious person of my Chongnan, and the bane of my Chongnan country! Erchen implores his father to eradicate the traitor! Otherwise, Erchen will be splashed with blood on the spot to warn the world!"

Emperor Xuwen's body shook, and Zhu Daguan hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Your Majesty!"

The Confucian King opened his mouth at this time: "Eighth brother, if you have something to say, you come down first, and then you will make it clear if you have anything to do!"

Jin Yu sneered at this time: "Fourth brother, no! I should call you Sixth Brother! Isn't it enough that you have borne the infamy for Jin Yao for so many years? Do you want to wait for him to ruin my Chongnan Jiangshan before telling the truth!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and they all looked at Emperor Xuwen, Emperor Xuwen's face was extremely different at this time, and he held his forehead with his left hand, and he could faintly see the green tendons on his head jumping violently, like cyan wriggling insects, which made people frightened. He raised his other hand and pointed at Jin Yu, as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a long howl in his mouth, and he tilted his head and fell back.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Zhu Daguan hugged Emperor Xuwen who was lying on his back, and everyone around him also rushed forward.

Everyone was in a hurry, and for a while, no one cared about what Jin Yu was saying, and they all crowded around Emperor Xuwen. Just when there was a bang, Jin Yu suddenly screamed, turned into a black shadow, and fell down rapidly.

Li Shuci subconsciously leaned forward and stretched out his hand, but only pinched a handful of empty cold wind.