When the news of the prince's disappearance came, the whole court was in an uproar, and the saint was so shocked that he dropped the cinnabar pen in his hand on the spot, and when he came back to his senses, he was furious. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dignified prince of Qi, who had just stepped out of the realm of the capital, actually encountered an accident, is this still the prosperous era of Great Qi praised by the world?

Although the official statement is 'missing', everyone, including the saint, feels that the chances of the prince surviving are not great.

Thinking about it, all the guards and attendants around the prince were poisoned, and more than half of the officials and soldiers accompanying him were killed or wounded, and it is not difficult for everyone to guess what kind of tragic battle they experienced at that time.

Under such circumstances, how could the prince, a pampered person, not get hurt?

Even if the prince had a great fortune and escaped safely, it was cold and snowy outside, everything was silent, and there were hardships and hardships surrounded by snowstorms, and it was impossible for the prince to survive alone.

Not to mention that there are scattered 'chaotic people' around, and they may rush out at any time to take the prince's life.

Anyway, no matter how you think about it, with the prince's own situation and strict objective conditions, he has suffered misfortune nine times out of ten.

Therefore, when the news came to the harem, the crown princess passed out directly, and the concubines and palace maids in the East Palace also cried.

Queen Ma is better, in the end People who have experienced wind and rain, but when she heard the bad news of her eldest son, she still had a long time in her head, and there was a fishy saltiness rolling in her throat.

endured and endured, Queen Ma swallowed the blood, pinched her palms with her fingertips, and asked unusually calmly: "What happened?" Okay, how could something happen to Erlang? ”

The saint's face was extremely ugly, the crown prince was his carefully cultivated heir, and his performance in all aspects was very satisfactory to him.

This time, the prince was arranged to go to the north for disaster relief, firstly, because of his training, and secondly, he wanted to give his son a chance to perform and let him save more political capital.

The good son is 'missing', and the saint not only has to feel sorry for his son, but also worries about the 'chaotic people' in the northland.

When he returned to the harem, he had to face the tears and inquiries of the queen mother, the queen and the crown princess.

Rubbing his eyebrows, the sage said, "The prince met the group of rebellious people in Jizhong...... Those people killed the officers, starved the county officials, and killed the prefects, and they had long since become a mob, especially hating the court and the government. Prince-"

"Mobs? A mob with pickaxes and shovels? ”

Queen Ma's chest rose and fell violently, and for the first time she interrupted the sage's words regardless of the rules, her tone was full of resentment and questioning: "Sage, the prince is not a lone rider out of Beijing, he has thousands of guards, eunuchs, and attendants around him, and there are more than 1,000 officials, errands, and soldiers specially arranged by the sage, with a total of more than 2,000 people. Except for the crown prince and a few civil officials, most of them were well-trained soldiers, carrying with them sophisticated weapons issued by the military department, and if they wanted to defeat these two thousand people, how many 'mobs' would be needed? ”

What kind of homeless people are causing trouble, mobs hurting people?!

Queen Ma didn't believe a word, there must be a certain 'nobleman' in the capital. For example, a certain adult prince!

The saint's face was even more difficult to look at, what Queen Ma could think of, how could he not think of it?

This is also the problem that worries him the most: when his sons are older, they are beginning to think about the throne under his dragon hips. Today is the prince, but what about tomorrow? Is it his turn to be the emperor's 'accident'?

"This matter is indeed a bit strange, I have sent someone to investigate,"

The saint grinned, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, and said faintly: "I want to see who is making waves." ”

The 30th day of the lunar month is Chinese New Year's Eve.

Usually, this day is the most lively day, from the palace to the outside of the palace, from the emperor and the magnates to the common people, all of them happily welcome the New Year.

Chinese New Year's Eve is also a rare day of the year when the Great Qi Dynasty is exempted from curfew, the streets are brightly lit, the saints in the palace will feast on hundreds of officials, and singing and dancing will be lively until late at night.

No matter how difficult the past year was, Chinese New Year's Eve and New Year will also be joyful.

After a while, Miyagi set off fireworks, and the people lit firecrackers.

In this crackling sound one after another, everyone resigned from the old year and ushered in the new year.

But this year's Chinese New Year's Eve became extremely deserted because of the disappearance of the crown prince.

The saint canceled the palace feast, the magnates all clamped their tails, the guests of the feast were gone, the fireworks were not released, and the quiet family gathered around to celebrate the New Year.

Even ordinary people are extremely cautious, not daring to make a disturbance, so as not to touch the mold of the nobles and cause trouble to their own families.

The whole capital seems to be asleep, and it is so quiet that it is frightening.

The Qi family's Chinese New Year's Eve was also very uneventful.

This year is the first year that Qi Jinzhi's four family have returned to Beijing, and it stands to reason that it should be lively, but there is such a thing as the prince, where does the county lord of Qinghe still have the heart to arrange these? !

"I heard that the saint sent three people to look for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but I don't know what the situation is."

The county lord of Qinghe held the hand stove and looked at the dark night, his tone was very gloomy.

Gu Jialuo hurriedly comforted: "The prince is a nobleman, and all the gods and Buddhas will bless him." I am sure that he will be able to save the day! ”

As long as no body is found, there is still a chance of survival.

And Gu Jialuo felt that the prince was by no means weak and vulnerable as everyone imagined.

Think about the rebellion case of King Yan three years ago, even the saint was injured, and the prince not only did not get hurt himself, but also protected the two bosses.

How could such a capable person be easily killed by a 'mob'?

Qi Minzhi also hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, mother, the prince Ye Ji has his own natural appearance, and he will never be fine." Maybe the people sent by the sage have already found the prince before we speak. ”

The county lord looked at the concerned eyes of his daughter-in-law and daughter, his heart was very hot, and he pulled out a smile, "Well, the prince will definitely return to Beijing safely." ”

The topic of the Qi family's daughters is quite mild, and the conversation between Qi Lingxian and Qi Jinzhi's father and son is much more vigorous.

"I just received a flying pigeon message, and the troubled people in Jizhong have something to do with this!"

Qi Ling gave a thumbs up and whispered to his eldest son.

Qi Jinzhi didn't rush to comment, but thought for a long time, and asked in a low voice: "Father, do you believe it?" ”

Is it the eldest prince who is behind all this?

A few months ago, the eldest prince was still half-dead by the so-called 'strange poison', if it weren't for Yao Xiruo's action, this prince would have become a waste wood controlled by poison/medicine.

Now someone told Qi Jinzhi that the mastermind behind the raid on the Qi family's salt farm in the southwest was the eldest prince, and Qi Jinzhi was really crazy to believe it easily!

Qi Lingxian smiled slightly, pinched a cooked peanut from the white porcelain shallow dish and threw it into his mouth, chewing it with enjoyment, and whispered to his son: "It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not, the key is to see the ...... of the sage" (to be continued. )