- "King Li died, I heard that it was a fake, that Mr. Shu looked very similar to the first king, and the three dukes and nine qing were judging whether he was Allah." ”

The next day, the news of the true and false King Li spread throughout the palace, and several maids hid in hidden places and whispered.

"That's... Wang, did Mr. Shu kill him? If Mr. Shu was not the king, wouldn't he have committed the crime of killing the king, but he would have been killed. ”

"That's it, if Mr. Shu is killed, there will be no one to make incense for us, and the dark spots on my face will surface again."

"Mr. Shu is frail and sickly, and he was searched again before going to bed, just ask him how he can beat King Li with his bare hands, it should be as the guard said, King Li fell."

Wei Ya happened to pass by, although he didn't hear what the maids were talking about, but he also knew what they were talking about, he was very annoyed, how could Jin slave be these subordinates who could say irresponsible things, and sternly snorted: "Take care of your mouth and go to work!" ”

When the maids heard this, their faces turned pale with fright, and they scattered like rats jumping down the alley.

The dignified and genuine king was played with on the couch by a fake, no matter how the fake ended, last night and one night would definitely become a stain on Shu Jin's life, because of the violent death of the fake, it became known all over the city. When people talk about this matter in the future, I am afraid it will be those unserious topics - the true and false secret records of King Li's boudoir, the mystery of King Li's death, the theory of dividing the peach disaster to the country, and the real chaos in your circle......

"It's really not worry-free, what kind of idea do you have in your heart?"

Yu Ya muttered quietly, and now Shu Jin is becoming more and more incomprehensible. If he knew that such an ugly thing would happen, he would have bound him to his home, and he swore that if he believed him again, he would hang himself up. It's just that it's just being discussed, the protagonist is not himself, this is the really angry place.

Shu Jin is now imprisoned in a palace with hundreds of guards guarding the door. His identity was undecided, and no one dared to put him in a dungeon.

Shu Jin sat quietly in the hall, his mind was relaxed, and there was no trace of emotion, as if he was in control. It's just a matter of time, Jin Li Woye is thousands of miles away.

Wei Ya hurriedly walked towards the chamber with the wooden box in his hand, his hands trembled, and a cold sweat broke out, the only thing that could save Shu Jin now was the blood of his royal family.

Outside the council, guarded by 300 guards armed with swords and eight guards, inside was a secret meeting that could not be announced to the public, concerning the glory and disgrace and survival of the royal family. The room was full of high-ranking officials and ministers, all of whom were worried and anxious.

Wei Ya opened the wooden box and moved it to the center of the big table: "As for my relationship with Shu Jin, it is inconvenient to speak, I only provide objective physical evidence, this is Shu Jin's hidden relics of the former king-King Liwang Sword." ”

The officials stirred, wiped their hands in awe, and picked up the Liwang sword to examine it carefully. The shape of this sword is exquisite, the material is unique, and it is made of meteorites from the sky.

While reading the record of King Li's sword in the book, the court judge rubbed the edge of the knife with an ordinary weapon, and the weapon was actually broken in two, which was amazing.

Shaofu Gongling was thoughtful, took the sword of King Li, looked at it again and again, took out the small pliers in the tool box, and carefully removed the gems inlaid on it one by one.

The ministers hurriedly stopped: "This is the relic of the previous king, how can you destroy it." ”

"If this is really a relic of the former king, there are no gems on this sword."

The work order finished disassembling the gem and handed the sword to the prime minister: "Prime minister, look, this inscription is the seal of the first prince?" ”

The prime minister took the sword and condensed it for a long time, and the seven big characters "Li Wang Rong self-acting sword" appeared in his eyes, and his hands couldn't help trembling: "It's wrong, it's indeed the seal of the first prince, and the sword is real." ”

Inquisitor: "Since this sword is not fake, and the jade pendant on Shu Jin's neck is also real, how can it be proved that they were originally in Shu Jin's hands, and not obtained later." ”

"It's all on him."

If they can't come up with sufficient evidence, I'm afraid that those here will not be convinced, and if they are not convinced, Shu Jin will be difficult to control in the future.

Wei Ya stood up, nailed his finger to the corner of the table, and explained with difficulty: "If this is not enough to prove that he is the true king, then what about his appearance, it is the imprint of a living king, an appearance carved out of a mold. If Shu Jin is not real, then the previous king is even more fake. The whole country knows that Jin Nu had a serious illness when he was a child, and the system has been weakened since then, and the fake King Li was in good health at the beginning, if Shu Jin is suspected of killing a person who is pretending to be King Li, it is also the impostor who deserves it. ”

The prime minister raised his hand and motioned for Wei Ya to sit down: "Lord Wei, please be calm for a while, we hope that Shu Jin is the king more than you." ”

Wei Ya didn't have a broad mind with a social heart, he was so simple in his heart that he just wanted to protect Shu Jin.

And the prime minister and the others are not unwilling to believe the facts, they are eager to return to orthodoxy, but they are afraid, they are eager to get incontrovertible evidence, because the doubts they raise today will be the interrogation of Cangluan in the future, and if they are not observed, they will lead to the destruction of the country.

Shu Jin is not a relative of the fake King Li, and if he wants to succeed to the throne, he must ask Cangluan. If Shu Jin is true, it is natural to inherit the throne; If Shu Jin is fake, inheriting the throne is stealing the Cang family.

Wei Ya endured it, spread his hands and sat down: "Back then, I accompanied my master into the palace to see a doctor for Jin Nu, and I was a little Taoist priest bought by the first king, and I have always been by Jin Nu's side." Shu Jin is very familiar with every brick and every wall in the palace where the former king lived and discussed politics, and he knows every mole and every habit on the former king's body, so you can question him face to face. ”

The prime minister saw that Wei Ya was so angry that his face was red, and he helplessly explained his difficulties: "You explain to Your Majesty like this, will Your Majesty believe it?" Regardless of whether the fake king is true or not, he is the one who was supported by His Majesty to contain Jin Li, and now that the fake King Li has died, how can His Majesty turn a blind eye. If we can't convince His Majesty, Jin Li probably won't have a peaceful life. If there is no threat from His Majesty, even if Shu Jin is not the real king, in order to consolidate the family and country, with Shu Jin's appearance, we will definitely support him as the king, but we have no choice, do we want our Jin Li to also belong to the imperial court! ”

After listening to the prime minister's explanation, Wei Ya was powerless to refute, hating himself for his incompetence and slamming the table. The prime minister is right, as long as Cangluan has the intention to make things difficult, the drama he provides will have no power. Wei Ya searched hard for evidence in his mind, but he couldn't find any reason that Cang Luan couldn't refute.

The room fell silent, so quiet that you could hear everyone's restless breathing. After a long time, a flash of inspiration flashed in Wei Ya's mind, he remembered one thing, his tone softened, and he asked hesitantly: "When King Xing attacked Yan State, King Yan was defeated and retreated, and finally had to pledge His Majesty (then Prince Yan) to Li State, and asked King Li to send troops to help. At that time, His Majesty Xià was imprisoned in the Hidden Palace, and Jin Nu secretly ran into the Hidden Palace in order to see the red pupils of the Yan people, and it is said that at that time, His Majesty Xià noticed that Jin Nu was hiding behind the rockery, and deliberately shouted angrily, so scared that Jin Nu fell off the rockery? ”

The prime minister nodded: "There is indeed this matter, the historian has recorded it, Jin Nu broke his leg at that time, and His Majesty was shocked when he saw the wound, his face turned pale, and he couldn't speak for a few days." ”

Wei Ya: "Then this fact is undeniable, right?" ”

The prime minister pondered for a while and asked, "Have you thought of evidence?" ”

Wei Ya stood up awkwardly, and sneakily moved back, estimating that he could leave with peace of mind after saying this-"Shu Jin... Jin Nu he... He had a scar on his thigh and the base of his leg, which was left by Dangdang at that time. ”

Saying this sentence with extremely "rich" connotation, Wei Ya felt pressure, even if he spoke well, he could only swallow and vomit at the moment, and his heart palpitated.

Wei Ya rushed out of the chamber and disappeared into the eyes of the ministers before they could react. After a long while, the prime minister suddenly realized, only to hear his old man reprimand bitterly: "Wei Ya, what did you do to Jin Nu, get back with me, the old man swore never to slap his face!" ”