Now the East Palace has become a mess, and Sima Jie listens to the minions' preaches from time to time with a gloomy face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the No. 4 dark line in Beijing has lost all the news. ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the No. 8 dark line in Beijing has also lost all news. ”

“………”

Sima Rui chuckled in his heart, according to the return of the minions, the dark line that the prince has worked hard and lonely for all these years has been pulled out of seven or eight years.

Judging from the current situation, the remaining one or two percent don't know if they can survive until dark.

Sima Rui rubbed his chin and said, "Who has the ability to uproot all our dark lines overnight?"

Sima Jie's face was flushed, and he almost spit out a few words from between his teeth: "Sima Yan." ”

Who else but him?

Sima Rui shook his head and said, "Sima Yan's strength is on par with ours, if he is alone, I'm afraid he doesn't have that ability." Unless we have a ...... here."

"Do you suspect that we have an internal ghost?" Sima Jie also asked suspiciously.

Sima Rui nodded.

Sima Jie asked again: "What about Mr. Lin, why did such a big thing happen and I didn't see others?"

The little eunuch replied respectfully: "I went to Mr. Lin's house early in the morning to invite." But Mr. Lin is not here..."

Sima Jie was a little displeased, Mr. Lin was the most dedicated in the past, where did he go now?

Sima Rui's eyes rolled and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, my brother doesn't know whether to say it or not..."

Sima Jie said angrily: "If you have something to say, let it go." ”

Sima Ruidui smiled and said, "We don't know anything about this Lin Jue. Although he has made a lot of contributions to His Royal Highness. But now that the prince is weak, it is difficult to keep his dissent. ”

Sima Jie pondered for a moment and ordered, "Someone is coming." Dig three feet into the ground, and I have to find out Lin Jue for me in the palace. ”

"Your Highness, it's not good... Oh no..."

A panicked voice came, followed by an old figure stumbling over.

It was the old eunuch who had served him for many years.

Sima Jie rubbed the corners of his forehead, and secretly said that he was unlucky enough today. What could be more chilling...

The old eunuch kowtowed with tears in his eyes and said, "Your Highness, Your Majesty is angry, you must be careful..."

Sima Jie replied a little upset: "Father, what is this for?"

The old eunuch cried: "I heard that all the people outside the palace gate petitioned early in the morning to sue His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for his guilt..."

"What?" Sima Jie grabbed the old eunuch's collar in horror. Straight pulled him up.

The old eunuch was only strangled to breathe, and his face turned red. Nodding in confirmation.

Sima Jie let go of the old eunuch's collar and muttered, "How can this be?

Yesterday he was still His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It's only been a night, why has the situation changed?

Sima Rui sneered in his heart and looked at Sima Jie who was paralyzed on the ground.

In the past, he had suffered a lot of white eyes and ridicule under Sima Jie.

On his face, he comforted: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you have to stabilize your mind, your father is waiting for you... Left, but the matter is still undecided, there is still a chance..."

Sima Jie grabbed the life-saving straw and looked at Sima Rui and said, "Is there still a chance?"

Sima Rui nodded. In his heart, he said that this East Palace was only afraid that it was about to change hands.

The position of the emperor is inhabited by the capable. Sima Rui's eyes were full of ambition. From afar, he looked at Sima Jie's back slightly stepping on his shoulders.

In the end, he became the king and lost the king, where did Sima Jie in front of him still have half of the domineering appearance in the past.

"The son of the emperor to say goodbye, may the father live the emperor, long live the emperor......"

Before he finished speaking, a thick ball with the smell of blood was thrown on his face.

Sima Chu looked coldly at Sima Jie, who was cowering, and shouted, "Okay, you have a bad mind." Look at it, look at what good things you have done, provoke a lot of resentment, disregard for life and death, and petition to the letter. You're really a good prince I picked up......"

"The retainers are wronged. Erchen ......" Sima Jie cried and kowtowed desperately.

"See for yourself, which incident in this book of the people has wronged you..."Sima Chu asked angrily. Then came a violent cough.

Seeing this, Gonggong Li hurriedly stepped forward to calm Sima Chu's breath and said, "Your Majesty, the dragon body is important." If the prince makes a mistake, you educate him, but he can't make it..."

"What do you know? I'm only afraid that the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty and the people of the world are waiting to see my holy judgment. Sima Chu glanced at Gonggong Li.

Sima Jie trembled and opened the thick cloth ball, which was covered with crooked handwriting, his eyes swept over, the past was vivid, some he remembered, some he didn't remember very clearly...

Seventy or eighty percent of what happened here is true. So who cares if the remaining two or three are fabricated?

Sima Chu looked at Sima Jie, who was gloomy, and really had a sense of frustration that hated iron and could not become steel.

I tried hard to protect him, but why didn't he understand?

"What do you think I should do with this matter?" in order to settle the matter, and the people are angry?" asked Sima Chu in a cold voice.

Although Sima Jie was stupid, he also knew that the general trend was gone at this time, and things could not be violated.

So he kowtowed respectfully and said: "The son knows that he is dull, his virtue is lacking, and he has been in the position of the prince for a long time. It is really difficult to inherit the unification. Willing to obey his father's fate. ”

Seeing that Sima Jie was no longer crying, and he was serious about admitting his mistakes, Sima Chu was a little unbearable.

In the end, it is the prince who has been raised by his side since he was a child, and his love is extraordinary.

"You have this attitude of admitting mistakes, and I can't ignore the love of father and son. The crown prince Sima Jie acted absurdly, cruelly and unkindly, and now deprived the prince of his title, belittled the common people, and exiled to the bitter cold land of northern Shaanxi. ”

"The son thanked his father for not killing him. May my father be in good health and his blessings will continue. The unfilial son said goodbye. Sima Jie kowtowed respectfully.

At this moment, Sima Jie's heart is extremely sober, power corrupts people's hearts, and those who are in high positions can be alone.

In the past, he also had dreams and ambitions, and he wanted to return Izumo to a prosperous era where the country was rich and strong. But slowly he was lost, lost in everyone's flattery, and bent to joy.

Then he gradually lost track of what was true and what was false...

Sima Chu's eyes were slightly hot, and he sighed and ordered, "Before leaving, go and say goodbye to your mother." ”

Sima Jie responded and withdrew from the imperial study. When I turned around, the sun rose, shining on this glazed tile, it was really brilliant...

It's just that since then, all the power, all the wealth of the heavenly family, and the supreme throne have nothing to do with him.

He is just Sima Jie, a common man.

No, he can no longer be given a royal surname like Sima.

The long staircase outside the imperial study room used to feel short, but today it feels infinitely long...

Sima Chu sat on the dragon chair dejectedly, and what came to his mind was that the matter was over. But what's next?

The position of the East Palace is vacant, he is old, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty are only afraid to look for the next person to stand in line...

Sima Chu had never felt so tired, from his body to his heart, every cell was shouting tired...

This seat that everyone looks up to, this seat made of blood, is not at all as comfortable as it looks to others...

Ambergris, rising in a curling voice, blurs the vision...