Ming Jiufang was speechless for a moment.

He can't say that he's the shameless one who is ready to take advantage of the fire, right?

Or did he sue Ning Ziqing that he thought he could take the opportunity to trick him and let Ning Ziqing carry the black pot for himself after getting the things in the imperial treasury?

Ming Jiufang looked at Ning Ziqing with a pair of eyes and looked at himself as if he was looking at himself, there was a hint of irony in his eyes, and he instantly reacted that Ning Ziqing would be allowed to temporarily insert a foot in the morning, and he had already set up a set up waiting for him to jump, and then looked at Rong Jing who was smiling next to Ning Ziqing, Ming Jiufang said helplessly: "The winner, the prince, the loser, Kou, I lost in the hands of Ning Gongzi today, I am convinced, I don't know what Ning Gongzi and the Thirteen Princes plan to do with me now?" ”

Xue Rou looked sideways at the direction of the villa, which was still glowing, and said with a light smile: "It's nothing, I just feel that it is not safe to go on the road at this time when the night is dark and windy, and I want to invite Ming Gongzi to my house as a guest for a few days." ”

"Guest?"

Ming Jiufang smiled bitterly, of course he knew that Ning Ziqing was not so kind, and the so-called guest in his mouth was just becoming a prisoner, but now that people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, what can he do? He believed that if he dared to say a word, this Ning Ziqing would definitely not mind taking his life on the spot, didn't he see Rong Jing's eager eyes on the side who were eager to look forward to his refusal?

Xue Rou and Rong Jing had quietly entered the city before Chen Yuan and the others returned to Beijing, and that night, the thirteen princes of Southern Chu were injured by the prince of Beirong and his injuries were repeated, and all the best doctors in Beijing gathered in Ningfu, and it is said that they used all kinds of methods to hang his life. It's just that according to his injury, it will take more than half a month to get out of bed.

During the diagnosis and treatment, Ning Ziqing accompanied him throughout the process.

Everyone has not yet recovered from the big fight between the princes of the two countries at yesterday's reception banquet. Early the next morning, the Pingyi Villa on the outskirts of Beijing caught fire, the imperial treasury was stolen, and the news of the death of the five princes and the nine princes spread throughout the capital, and everyone was incredulous after hearing the words, no one thought that Emperor Zhengde would actually put the imperial treasury in the hot spring villa, and did not expect that two princes would die in Pingyi Villa overnight.

It is said that Chen Yuan and others rushed to Xishan last night. Pingyi Villa has been on fire, and when he led people to extinguish the fire and went to the imperial treasury to inspect, he found that the entire imperial treasury secret room was burned black. The gold, silver, jewelry, gold, stone and jade objects that had been piled up inside were all gone.

After this news was transmitted back to the palace, Emperor Zhengde, who was originally sure that everything was under control, was furious, he originally just wanted to test the hearts of his sons and ministers in the court, but he didn't want the imperial treasury to be seized under the siege of heavy troops. plus two sons in a row. The eldest prince was captured on the spot, and some people pointed out that he killed Huo Jingyun with his own hands, and the furious Zhengde cut off Huo Jingling's arm in the early dynasty, and went to his royal family to put him in prison, and Wang Meng and others, who escaped last night, were also wanted everywhere.

"Please uphold justice for the Nine Emperor Princes, and you must not let the real murderer go unpunished!"

Yuan Wenqian, the ancestor of the Nine Emperor Princes, fell headlong on the Qinzheng Hall and cried blood, he didn't expect Huo Jingqing to die unexpectedly, and he didn't know. Why did Huo Jingqing appear on the West Mountain, even he didn't know where the imperial treasury was. How did the Nine Emperor Princes know? And Yuan Wenqian knows Huo Jingqing, he has been following the second prince, just asking for the position of an idle prince, how can he appear in Pingyi Villa to rob the imperial treasury?

"The real murderer? Who does Master Yuan think is the real murderer? Emperor Zhengde's eyes were gloomy.

Yuan Wenqian gritted his teeth and said: "The five princes are entangled with Xiao Mingran to send the northwest soldiers into Beijing, the eldest prince leads his private troops into Xishan, and the third prince is ......."

"Presumptuous, that Pingyi Villa is where the imperial treasury is located, can Lord Yuan tell me first, why did Xiao Jiu go to Xishan, and why did he die in Pingyi Villa!"

Emperor Zhengde's face was full of gloom, he lost two sons overnight, the anger between his eyebrows was terrifying, at this time, hearing Yuan Wenqian's aggressiveness and refusal to stop, he slapped his palm on the dragon case in front of him, and said angrily: "The fifth prince is dead, the eldest prince was removed from his name and his arm and thrown into the prison, does Lord Yuan want me to put him to death?" Xiao Jiu is your grandson, but he is also my son, you are so aggressive, have you ever thought about my feelings, do you want to let my descendants lose all of them?! ”

Yuan Wenqian's face was stiff, Emperor Zhengde's words were really devastating, he knew that at this time he should be soft and persuade a few times, but as soon as he remembered that Huo Jingqing, who had been cultivated for so many years, died so tragically, Yuan Wenqian stiffened his neck and said: "Could it be that Your Majesty wants to let go of the real murderer because of this, the daughter of the old minister died unclear many years ago, and now even the grandson of the old minister wants him to be the same as his own mother, and he will not be blinded?!" ”

"Yuan Wenqian, you are presumptuous!" Emperor Zhengde was furious, he suddenly stood up and said angrily: "Do you think I am really reluctant to kill you!? ”

Sihou Yu looked at Yuan Wenqian, who was not afraid of death, and felt a headache, and when he saw the murderous intent in Emperor Zhengde's eyes, he hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, Lord Yuan is just overly sad because of the accident of the Nine Emperor Princes, and he is not intentionally offended, and I ask Your Majesty to forgive him this time." ”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yuan Wenqian and said in a low voice: "Lord Yuan, everything can be done in moderation, the matter of the Nine Emperor Princes will be investigated, do you want the Yuan family to bury the Nine Emperor Princes by doing this?" ”

Yuan Wenqian looked at Sihou Yu's worried expression, looked at Emperor Zhengde's murderous intent, suddenly remembered the old and young in the house, gritted his teeth and softened, his old eyes shed turbid tears, and he slammed his head on the ground, "Your Majesty, the old minister is not persecuted by you, the old minister just thinks of the deceased Concubine De Niangniang, and remembers that she handed over the infant Nine Emperor Princes to the arms of the old ministers before she died, so that the old ministers could take care of him and grow up well, and protect him for a lifetime, but now, the Nine Emperor Princes are so gone...... Your Majesty, how should the old minister sue my hard-working daughter......"

When Emperor Zhengde heard Yuan Wenqian mention Concubine De, the angry expression on his face suddenly froze on his face.

He remembered the plea of the gentle and gentle woman before she died, and remembered that she fell on his lap and begged him to take good care of their son, and the anger in Emperor Zhengde's eyes unconsciously dissipated a lot, although he still had a calm face, there was no killing intent in his eyes.

"I will investigate the matter of Pingyi Villa, Yuan Wenqian, I forgive you for losing your mind due to your grief today, you can do it yourself."

After Emperor Zhengde finished speaking coldly, he left the Qinzheng Hall without looking back, and only Sihou Yu and Yuan Wenqian were left in the entire hall.

"Lord Yuan, you don't know what his temperament is, why do you bother to bump into him?" Si Hou Yu said helplessly.

Yuan Wenqian's face had long since lost the sorrow just now, and only coldness was left in his eyes, "Yes, I should have known about His Majesty, it was unknown that my daughter was killed by the queen back then, and now Qing'er has died in the hands of the eldest prince again, my Yuan family has been loyal to His Majesty for so many years, but in exchange for such an end, the old man finally knew what mood Yin Xiang was in before he died......"

"Lord Yuan is cautious!" Sihou Yu sharply interrupted the unfinished words in Yuan Wenqian's mouth.

Yuan Wenqian glanced at Si Hou Yu, who was full of admonition, a trace of determination crossed his eyes, and he snorted coldly and walked away directly. (To be continued......)

PS: It's as hot as steamed buns these days, and the meat buns are under the moon, and the oil is hot every minute...... And then it's very sad to have a heat stroke~ I will try to write it out under the month, and if it really doesn't work, I only don't owe it, so I'm still weak and continue to ask for pink~~ Don't abandon me~~