Everyone dispersed, and as Emperor Yongle's professional chatter, Erhong was once again taken by Emperor Yongle to the "Sui'an Room" to chat with the emperor. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Erhong flashed the situation of Xie Jin's death this morning in her mind, and decided to use the modern scientific knowledge in her brain to be a Sherlock Holmes of the Ming Dynasty.

In fact, Xie Jin should have been drunk in prison, and then dragged to the snow to die in his sleep.

Because people are confused after drinking, the heat dissipation of organs is accelerated, and the human body is overcooled in the snow for a long time, causing human body decompensation, extreme body weakness and fatigue, and the low temperature effect paralyzes the body temperature regulation center and causes "phantom heat".

Talents will undress abnormally and eventually die due to nerve center inhibition.

This should be the most scientific explanation for Xie Jin's stripping naked in the snow.

Otherwise, there is such a long distance from the prison of the criminal department to the snow where the body was found, if Xie Jin can really walk all the way through the snow to find plums, when he walks to the snow, the wine should be more than half awake, so that he will not be hot in the snow and take off his clothes.

Of course, this court testimony was only inferred in Erhong's heart. If she said the professional knowledge that only modern forensic doctors have, I was afraid that Emperor Yongle would be confused again.

There is also a doubt: since the food, wine and meat are not poisonous, why did Xie Jin practice himself like that and drink so much spirits? Eat and drink, self-destruct the image of a genius?

After thinking about it, Er Hong finally spoke cautiously, "Your Majesty, Lord Xie Jin died in a very clever murder. ”

"Oh, what murder?"

"Psychological murder." Erhong said confidently.

"It is said that Master Xie Jin is not a greedy person. And the emperor, look at Lord Xie Jin's skinny chest and back, how can the prison food be as good as the jailer said? On the contrary, if a person has been imprisoned for several years, and every day is inhumane abuse, and suddenly one day, the prison director personally sends him delicacies from the mountains and seas, and even says, "Eat, eat and go on the road, what kind of meal will this person think of this meal?" ”

"I guess I thought it was a guillotine."

"That's right, this Lord Xie Jin is a free and easy person, and he thought to himself, it's better to be a full dead ghost anyway, so he gets drunk, and then the jailer carries him into the snow......"

"This Xie Jin may not know until he dies, I don't have the heart to kill him at all." Zhu Di sighed.

"And the emperor traced it down, and it was all because the prison was too humane to this talented man, and the treatment provided was better, and the talented man was too indulgent in eating and drinking. Everything is so flawless. But whether this Lord Xie Jin deserves to die or not, is this murderer behind the scenes openly fooling the emperor about your wisdom, so that he obstructs the Holy Hearing? A provocative smile appeared on the corner of Erhong's mouth.

Zhu Di's face was not so calm.

In fact, of course Erhong knows that even if this genius joker is really unjustly killed, Zhu Di will not overturn the case for him, because this eloquent genius has already made the emperor disgusted.

The reason why Zhu Di pretended to investigate the cause of Xie Jin's death was just that he didn't want to be charged with unjust killing a talented man.

However, now that someone is taking advantage of getting rid of Xie Jin, he is openly fooling Zhu Di's IQ and hindering the Holy Hearing, Erhong thinks, this must be the emperor's taboo.

Emperor Yongle should have taken precautions against the King of Han.

On the 25th day of the thirteenth year of Yongle, the palace worshiped the god of the stove as usual. On this day, Zhu Di hurriedly announced that the King of Han would be happy and set off immediately.

"Father, do you want to drive your sons away? Can't you even celebrate the New Year? Zhu Gaoxu's eyes were full of despair.

"King Han, don't play tricks on me. Pretend to be pathetic. I have been deceived by your pitiful form for the past few years. In the second year of Yongle, I sent you to Yunnan, and you did not hesitate to turn your face with me on the Jinluan Palace, crying about my ruthlessness, and refused to go to the domain; On May 21 this year, I sent you to Qingzhou again. You still delay and refuse to go, could it be that you are really as the courtiers said, and you have the intention of rebellion? Zhu Di's words were suddenly harsh.

Before the words fell, Zhu Di threw out a bunch of white flowers in his sleeve, and threw them on Zhu Gaoxu's head, Zhu Gaoxu knelt on the ground in panic, and the voice of his father Zhu Di seemed to come from the high clouds:

"These are all your wrongdoings, and all the rules in them can put you to death. This time, I originally planned to degrade you to a concubine, but it was the prince who was benevolent and filial, so I persuaded me again, just for the sake of saving me in danger back then, and then let you go. Gao Xu, you saved me a total of three times back then, I remember it. I've paid you back twice to this day. This, King Han, you, have to remember. ”

Zhu Di's volume is not high, but his words are faintly sharp.

Although this time compared with the second year of Yongle, his father's tone was calm and his attitude was rarely gentle, but Zhu Gaoxu finally realized that he was finished.

The father who is no longer angry with his son and no longer angry with himself is really terrifying.

Father's calm tone and cold eyes showed that he had thoroughly seen through all the tricks of this Han King. He no longer has any regret and friendship for this second child, and all that remains is vigilance and vigilance for him.

From the second year of Yongle to the thirteenth year of Yongle, for a full eleven years, Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, has been playing the biggest chess game in solitude.

This game of chess, at first, even his supporters Wang Ning and Qiu Fu, the Duke of Qi, did not understand. The people of the Prince's Mansion, as well as Emperor Yongle, of course, were all blinded by themselves.

Because his father owes him a promise, because he saved his father's life. So Zhu Gaoxu has been playing the role of bitterness.

He deliberately roared at the Jinluan Palace, was reprimanded by his father, and let his father not see him again for eight years, which made Zhu Di feel even more sorry for him in his heart, and tolerated him everywhere.

He has been purposefully consuming all the guilt and affection that his father has for him.

This used to be his trump card that he tried and tested, but now, these eleven years of indulgence are enough to repay, Emperor Yongle's heart is over, and King Han's good luck is running out.

All these eleven years of hard work have been in vain. Nanjing could no longer keep him.

Zhu Di left in the dust.

The King of Han stood still.

The New Year of the fourteenth year of Yongle seems to be more lively than any other year.

The people of the Prince's Mansion were even more jubilant, because the good news of the King of Han on the eastern part of the domain of Le'an made everyone feel that they had achieved great success.

However, as soon as the festive New Year ended, the smiles on the faces of the crown princess and the crown prince were as fleeting as the sneaking away New Year.

"What? The king of Han is sealed, can't the people of the prince's mansion breathe a sigh of relief? ”

Just finished running an errand in the household department, Erhong was waiting for Zhu Zhanji outside the thousand-step corridor.

As soon as Zhu Zhanji saw her, he said as if he was facing a great enemy: "Go, go back and talk." ”

(Dear friends, there are two watches today.) The world is so big, I want to see it. The author Jun said that for a few days of the National Day, I want to buy some clothes and shoes, and I have no time, so sad. Although the number of subscriptions is not bad, the money is inexhaustible, so the author has to endure the pain twice. (To be continued.) )