Before the second prince was born, Concubine Xian's parents had already died, and Concubine Xian went very early, so the second prince's impression of his grandfather was probably in Zhenbei Hou's story.

Zhenbei Hou's body was a little stiff, still silent and did not speak, he was the son of the family, the family had declined when he was born, and he did not have any talent for marching and fighting, so he could only come up with some crooked ways to revive the former glory of his ancestors.

"Zhenbei Hou, let's say it, it's time to say anything, there's no need to hide it, you induce my prince everywhere, and you have caused such a catastrophe, I'm afraid it will be difficult to atone for a thousand cuts, if it's simpler, give you a decent death."

For the events of that year, the saint obviously remembered, for so many years, his impression of the Marquis of Zhenbei was nothing more than the uncle of the second prince, or an unreliable uncle.

In the eyes of the second prince with despair, the Marquis of Zhenbei glanced up at the saint, his eyes were as deep as a black abyss.

"Yu Concubine...... It's not my sister, my mother had a difficult birth, in order to comfort my mother, I took a child from the farm, that is, the later Concubine Xian, the death of Concubine Xian, there was also a reason for her father, Concubine Xian was unwilling to continue to live. ”

As for how many reasons there are, it's all in the past, in short, in just a few words, the cruel side of the year was revealed.

Concubine Yu, that is, the biological mother of the second prince, the title of the former virtuous concubine Niangniang died, naturally she is not qualified to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, but the saint also found a place with excellent scenery and let her sleep there.

The saint seems to have known about it for a long time, and he was not surprised, the most collapsed was the second prince, his evil face became hideous, but the strength on his body seemed to be drained.

"Does Concubine Yu know?" Shengshang asked coolly, and took a sip of tea with great interest.

"I didn't know it at first, but then I found out that my father sent her in to give birth to a prince so as to pave the way for the family." Zhenbei Hou didn't go to see the second prince, I don't know if he didn't want to or didn't dare.

In the entire capital, the second prince never suspected the Marquis of Zhenbei, but who would have thought that the one who would hurt him the most was the Marquis of Zhenbei.

"Now Concubine Xian's miscarriage, to be precise, it was made by her father, and the people around Concubine Yu were all arranged by her father, and the reason why she died was to better control the second prince."

Concubine Yu is kind-hearted, even if her father has given her a lot of calculations since she was a child, she still didn't realize it, and in desperation, she gave up on her.

"It's really smart, what happened back then, if you didn't calculate Xu'er later, I wouldn't do much, after all, it was Concubine Yu who swallowed the bitter fruit."

Although there are many princes, the saints attach great importance to the princes, although they are not as good as the princes, in the end, they are in their eyes. If the second prince didn't act too much this time, I'm afraid he would have spared it, but now in this situation, the second prince can't live.

"Hey...... I was just confused for a while, and when I woke up from a big dream, the queen was gone, you know? It was my own wife, although I was blinded by the beauty later, but she was always different, I originally thought that she would accompany me until I entered the imperial mausoleum......"

The saint's voice slowly lowered, even if he didn't cry heartbreakingly, but the suppressed sadness was even more distressing, the saint had succeeded to the throne for many years, and he had never shown his cowardice in front of the courtiers, this was the first time.

Yan Wushuang looked at Zhan Ge, and the two hands were clasped together under the cover of wide sleeves, tightly, tightly......

Even his father-in-law handed over the handkerchief, and the saint wiped it, which eased up, but the fatigue on his face became more obvious.

"This time, I already know that the Marquis of Zhenbei and King Xu committed the following crimes, killed the queen, forced the prince to death, shot the three princes, persecuted many harem concubines, and King Xu made a decision and executed it at noon after the seventh day. The nine clans of the Hou Zhulian in Zhenbei were the masterminds, and the rest of the people were branded with slave seals, distributed to the frontier, and amnesty. ”

The second prince's face was still broken, looking at Zhenbei Hou, viciously like a lone wolf, Zhenbei Hou knelt silently, becoming a king and defeating a king, this is an immutable law, but it is a pity that Zhan Ge was not killed.

The other princes looked at each other and immediately pleaded, and the saint waved his hand, and when they were quiet and were about to speak, Zhan Ge took a few steps forward and arched his hand.

"Your Majesty, the second prince was bewitched by the Marquis of Zhenbei and committed such a catastrophe, and the crime can lead to death. It's just that although other princes are wrong, they are not wrong to death. ”

"Your Majesty, what General Zhan said is reasonable, after all, it is the blood of the royal family, not a rebellion, and it will not lead to death." Wei Guogong spoke up and catered to Zhan Ge's words.

The rest of the ministers have echoed, after all, if so many princes are really gone, the country of Dayi may also be in danger.

When the other princes heard this, their faces slowly softened, as long as they live, there is hope for life, and other things can be said.

Shengshang nodded, looking at these outstanding-looking sons below, but he was not comforted at all, but he just felt infinitely tired.

No matter how good it is, if you don't have a brain, it's useless. I don't know how His Majesty the Wise and Martial Emperor gave birth to such a thing, I knew it earlier, it was better to let them not be born.

I can only blame the concubines who were selected at that time for their bad brains, and the only ones with good brains were long, and it was useless, but they caused such trouble.

"In that case, the place of the Royal Palace is excellent, let's all live there, and you can't come out without a summons."

This is equivalent to house arrest, glory and wealth must be indispensable, the only drawback is probably the lack of freedom.

"The retainers obeyed." If you can live and talk about it, there will be no objection at this time.

Even if the second prince was taken down, he looked stunned, and he didn't seem to have reacted yet, as for Cuixiang, he had already been helped down, and he was overly emotional just now, and fainted directly.

There is still one Wang Yuyan who is trying to narrow her sense of existence, but there is still Wang Yuyan, the saint is not very obsessed with beauty, and she still provokes such a woman by mistake, she originally thought that as long as she treats her well, at least she will not suffer for a lifetime.

But I didn't expect Wang Yuyan to do such a thing.

Wang Yuyan was dressed in a red dress, with exquisite makeup, with the charm and charm of a woman, but it made him feel that the young woman at the beginning was buried in this deep palace after all.

"As for Concubine Mei, Bai Aya died, and the body was cremated."

With a long sigh, the saint simply said a few words, but Wang Yuyan's body softened on the ground, raised her head suddenly, and looked at the saint in disbelief.

Cremate? For this era, it is the most reassuring to go to the ground for peace, and such a punishment is comparable to setting up bones and ashes.

I don't know when it was spread, only when death returns to the ground can the closest place to reincarnation be reached, and those who break their bones and scatter ashes will never be able to enter reincarnation, becoming lonely ghosts, floating on the ground forever.

"Your Majesty, please, Your Majesty ......" Wang Yuyan was pulled out by the two eunuchs, and the rest of the words echoed for a long time, with a terrifying fear.

In the palace, it was extraordinarily quiet, and the saint pointed to Zhan Ge: "Arrest all the people in the party system, Dali Temple and the officials will conduct a thorough investigation, this time, it must be cleaned, how many years, there has been no such thing." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhan Ge bowed and stood aside.

The saint sighed, and even Gonggong's little apprentice, Gonggong Wei, sent the Ten Princes over.

In this twist and turn, the tenth prince has been raised in the palace by Concubine De Niangniang, and he has never been out of the palace, and there is no threat to a little child, so no one will hurt him.

With a smile on his face, the saint beckoned to the Ten Princes: "Come, Lin'er, come here."

The Ten Princes had never been here, and they were a little frightened by the strangers all around, but his good upbringing allowed him to stand there comfortingly, hearing the voice, and looking towards the Holy Lord.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Lin'er misses you and the queen mother so much, but the mother said that you all have something to do, so she won't let me go to you. ”

The ten princes trotted over aggrievedly and leaned on the arms of the saint, who hugged him lovingly, with subtle tears flashing in his eyes.

Now this is his only hope, the only person who has escaped in this chaos.

"Good, Lin'er must be obedient, and in the future, you must study and write well, be an excellent person, and be a wise ......" The remaining two words disappeared into the holy whisper, but everyone here knew what he meant.

In today's Dayi Dynasty, the only emperor who can be carved is the Ten Princes, and children of seven or eight years old are the time to work hard.

"Father wants to be good, Lin'er will be obedient." Although it is still young, the atmosphere in it feels that something is wrong, and the ten princes hold the saint, and they feel that the whole person is very satisfied.

Such a simple beauty made the saint's newly broken heart instantly satisfied.

"Fish out the queen's body, bury it, strike the dynasty for seven days, and mourn the whole country." When the saint said this, it was as if he had already used all his strength, and his hands trembled a little, as if he couldn't control it.

"Yes." Hundreds of officials saluted, the atmosphere was gloomy, this time, no one thought that the final victim turned out to be the queen's mother.

Even the father-in-law got up and said the words in everyone's hearts with some hesitation: "Your Majesty, the virtuous concubine is gone, and there are seven or eight concubines in the palace."

“…… Then bury them thickly, regardless of the past, the imperial tomb can't enter, so let them be buried on Dongcheng Mountain, where the sun in the capital shines first, and it just happens to let them see. The palace has been confined for a lifetime. ”

The saint was pale, his sideburns were gray, and although his eyes were clear, he couldn't hide his tiredness.

A few months ago, the handsome and high-spirited middle-aged king seemed to have been abandoned by the god of time and dyed with the dust of time.

Yan Wushuang's clearest impression is that when she came here, she knelt in front of the imperial study and asked to see the saint, and the saint at that time was like a world away.