Zhao Qiuming's crying sounded like it was heart-wrenching, and he said while crying: "Who hurt my son's life?!" ”

Dali Siqing's voice was also very sad to hear, and said: "Xiangye, people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn, and the lower officials must strictly investigate this matter!" ”

Zhao Qiuming said: "We must strictly investigate!" ”

Dali Temple Qing said yes, and then reprimanded the officials of Dali Temple: "Useless things, what is the court raising you for?" ”

The officials whispered and pleaded guilty and confessed, listening to the voice, Zhao Qiuming and Dali Siqing were followed by many officials.

Xianzong said: "Zhao Qiuming is not sick, right? Isn't his son still alive? ”

Yu nodded and said, "He's sick." ”

Xiaozhuang Xiaowei then made wallflowers.

The muscles in Zhao Beicheng's cheeks trembled violently a few times, and he tried a few times before he shouted: "Father! ”

There was a moment of silence in the prison, and everyone could hear their own heartbeats.

Zhao Qiuming was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned the corner in front of him, and the first thing he saw was Xianzong and Yu Xiaoxiao standing in the cell.

Yu Xiaoxiao turned her head to look at Zhao Qiuming, waved her hand at Zhao Xiangye, and said, "Hi." ”

Zhao Qiuming felt that this was impossible, how could these two be here?

Dali Siqing also felt that it was impossible, how could he appear in his Dali Temple's prison wearing a set of underwear when he was supposed to stay in the imperial palace? There are no beauties in the prison!

Xianzong looked at his two ministers in a daze, he couldn't even salute, his face immediately sank, and said, "Zhao Qiuming, don't you know me?" ”

Zhao Qiuming took a few steps towards this cell, knelt on the ground as soon as his knees weakened, and said, "The minister knocks to see the saint!" ”

How so? Zhao Xiangye asked himself, he made an appointment with that group of subordinates, and after the matter was completed, he went to the fire outside the Dali Temple to light the fire, and the fire was together, he entered the prison with the Dali Temple, and played a drama of losing his beloved son, and now his entourage saw the fire cage thrown out of the Dali Temple, and what he saw when he entered the prison was the living son, as well as the royal father and daughter!

Yu Xiaoxiao didn't know that throwing the lantern outside the wall could cause such a big misunderstanding, so she looked at Zhao Qiuming and said, "Don't cry, your son is alive." ”

Xianzong said: "Who told you that Zhao Beicheng is dead? ”

Zhao Beicheng opened his mouth and stammered, the person who always came with his mouth open and lied, this time he didn't make up a lie.

Xianzong said, "I am asking you, why don't you answer my question?" ”

Yu Xiaoxiao crooked her mouth, what can you say about this thing? It's this thing who wants to kill his son.

Zhao Beicheng looked at Dali Siqing and said sharply: "What's going on?" ”

Dali Siqing turned around and asked a servant squad leader behind him: "What's going on?!" ”

Yu Xiaoxiao handed a few fried chestnuts with sugar peeled by Xiaozhuang to Xianzong at this time, and watched the show while eating, anyway, she knew everything and didn't say anything.

Xianzong took the sugar chestnut and put it in his mouth, and when he was in a bad mood, eating something would help him regain his mood.

The head of the servant squad knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said: "The slave heard Zhao Dagongzi calling in prison, and the slave saw Zhao Dagongzi vomiting blood, and the slave thought it was ......."

"Useless stuff!" Dali Temple Qing scolded.

"The slave deserves to die," the head of the official team kowtowed desperately, this crime can only be taken by him, otherwise Zhao Xiangye will not let his family go.

Xianzong pointed at Zhao Beicheng and said, "Does he look like he's going to die?" ”

Zhao Qiuming said: "Come on, drag this waste down." ”

Yu Xiaoxiao sighed.

Zhao Xiangye's heart almost stopped.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess," Zhao Beicheng shouted in a mournful voice in the back.

Jade novel: "Father, let him go." ”

Xianzong felt that this was wrong, and he had to think again.

Yu Xiao Novel: "Don't you make people make some mistakes?" Anyway, Zhao Beicheng is not dead, what does it matter to you whether his father is sad or not? ”

Xianzong felt that what his daughter said was right, Zhao Qiuming's son had an accident, what did he think so hard? Xianzong immediately gave up his ongoing mental activities, and said to Yu Xiaoxin: "You really took Xiaoliu, no, Ziming out of the palace?" ”

"Yes," Yu Xiaoxin said, "Hurry up and release people." ”

Zhao Qiuming's heart kept beating, but he was dizzy, the eldest princess was exonerating Zhao Beicheng? What happened during the time his son was in prison?

Xianzong pointed his finger at the jade and said to Zhao Beicheng, "You go back to the house." ”

Zhao Beicheng still had his back against the wall and sat on the ground without moving.

Zhao Qiuming said: "Son, don't you thank the emperor soon?" ”

Zhao Beicheng looked at Yu Xiaoxiao.

Yu Xiaoxiao shrugged his shoulders at Zhao Beicheng.

Xianzong asked his daughter, "What else do you have?" ”

Yu Xiao Novel: "It's okay, I'll send you home." ”

Xianzong flicked his sleeves and walked out, the air in the prison was filled with a rotten musty smell, and Xianzong didn't want to stay longer for a moment when he smelled this smell.

Yu Xiaoxiao and Xiaozhuang Xiaowei followed Xianzong out.

Zhao Beicheng saw that Yu Xiaoxiao was really hiding Zhao Qiuming's order to kill him for him, so he suddenly choked up and said, "Holy Lord, the minister has something to do." ”

Xianzong stopped, looked at Zhao Beicheng impatiently, and said, "What else do you have to do?" Blame me for shutting you down by mistake? ”

Zhao Beicheng glanced at Zhao Qiuming, who was kneeling outside the prison, reluctantly bent his legs, knelt on the ground, and said to Xianzong: "Holy Lord, the minister is a sinner. ”

"What?"

"Son!"

Xianzong and Zhao Qiuming said loudly at the same time.

"What's going on?" Xiao Zhuang felt that things were changing too quickly tonight, and his brain was not enough.

Yu Xiaoxiao looked at Zhao Beicheng and said, "Most of this person is also sick. ”

Xiaowei said: "I pity him. "The son of the Zhao family, how scary his rich and noble status is, now it seems that he is not as comfortable as him, an orphan without a father and mother.

"Shut up!" Zhao Qiuming scolded Zhao Beicheng and said: "The Holy Lord has spared you this time, you don't think about the emperor's grace, what are you talking nonsense with the Holy Lord?!" ”

Zhao Beicheng's expression was calm at this time, and he kowtowed to Xianzong, and said: "Holy Lord, in the battle between the Northern Wolf Pass and the White Tiger Army, the person who really retreated from the enemy was Gu Xinglang, and the criminal robbed him of his merits and trapped him in injustice, and the criminal deserved to die." ”

"Zhao Beicheng!" Zhao Qiuming didn't even scold his son, and directly shouted at his son by name and surname.

Zhao Beicheng knelt on the ground with his waist straight, motionless.

After listening to Zhao Beicheng's words, Xianzong was stunned for a long time, and then asked Yu Xiaoxiao: "What did he say just now?" ”

Yu Xiao novel: "He said that Gu Xinglang was innocent. ”

"Who was the one who collaborated with the enemy before the battle?" Xianzong asked.

Yu Xiaoxiao felt that the IQ of this product was too sad, and frowned: "My family is innocent, and the person who made the mistake is him!" Yu Xiaoxiao pointed at Zhao Beicheng.

"Are you collaborators?" Xianzong glared at Zhao Beicheng.

Yu Xiaoxiao: "He admitted it himself, what else are you asking?" ”

Xiao Wei felt that the IQ of the father and daughter was worrying, and said to Xianzong: "Shengshang, what Zhao Dagongzi means is that he took the credit of the master of the horse, and accused the master of collaborating with the enemy in front of the battle. "So there is a collaborator with the enemy, only to rob the merit and frame, is this difficult to understand? O masters!

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