Chapter Twenty-Eight: His Royal Highness King Ling
"This, is the identity of this prince reliable?"
"Well, there are both the token of Princess Yu and the imprint of the royal family, I am sure of it."
The two of them faced the Linshui Pavilion and talked about the past, "Lord Luo Pavilion doesn't have anything to say to me?" The meaning of exploration in Ruoxi's eyes was obvious, but unfortunately Luo Shuihua did not accept it.
"I see that Mo Ze and Lu Wan next to you are in love, you, the master, don't you make a match?"
Ruoxi smiled lightly and saw that Luo Shuihua didn't want to continue the topic.
"Of course, then please ask Lord Luo Ge to stay and have a glass of wine." Either way, leave people in Kyoto first, and then check slowly.
and the King Ling who was born out of nowhere, the officialdom of Liguo, I'm afraid it's going to change.
Nangong Chen's attention to Nangong Ling can be seen. actually placed people directly in the East Palace, which had been idle for a long time, which was tantamount to announcing in disguise that the crown prince's position was none other than Nangong Ling.
In the huge East Palace, no one was waiting in front of him, the palace maids and eunuchs were all driven out, and only Nangong Ling was alone, lying on the bed. At a glance, it seems that the shoulders are still shaking. The hair on the sideburns has been wet with sweat, the small clothes on the body have also been soaked through by sweat, and they are tightly attached to the body, the corners of the mouth are still dripping blood, the brows are frowned, and the nails are buttoned into the flesh, as if they are in pain.
It's a bone erosion!
Bone erosion is a very common poison in Liguo, which will not kill, but if you can't take the antidote on time, the pain of bone erosion that occurs every month can also hurt people to death.
The poison of bone erosion is too domineering, even if there is an antidote, the damage to the human body is irreparable, so it is mostly used to control the dead. If you are lucky, you can catch up with the master who feels sorry for your subordinates, and even if you give it to the dead, you will be reluctant to use it.
You will never get used to the pain, but the more you suffer, the more you will be patient.
After relieving the impact of a round, Nangong Ling's ears moved slightly, capturing the sound of subtle air flow. A figure was hidden in the candlelight, and a delicate porcelain vase was thrown over the air, and his voice was low without the slightest emotion, "The Lord asked me to tell you not to forget my identity." ”
Wry smile, what identity? Sinner? For more than 20 years, he was tortured and atoned for with blood, how could he have any other thoughts.
"The emperor has arrived." The eunuch's shrill voice came from outside the door.
"Don't go yet!" Nangong Ling quickly jumped up from the bed, and shouted at the dark shadow while arranging her clothes. The momentum of a moment makes it difficult for people to coincide with the young man who lowered his eyebrows and bowed down to be tortured on weekdays. The man in black couldn't help but take a few more looks, and before the door was pushed open, he jumped out of the window and blended into the night.
"See Uncle Huang! Why didn't Uncle Huang rest so late. ”
Nangong Chen looked at the child pouring tea in front of him, and liked it in his heart. I really didn't expect that the imperial sister-in-law also left a bloodline for the Nangong clan back then. Okay, okay, there are successors to these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
"Sit down." Nangong Chen's loving gaze never left Nangong Ling from beginning to end, "You just returned to the palace, if there is anything you are not used to, you must tell Uncle Huang, do you know." ”
"Uncle Huang bothered, everything is fine."
"Okay, then you can rest early. Uncle Huang left first. ”
After all, Nangong Chen is a man of destiny, not to mention, the identity of the prince is related to the future of Liguo, how could he so easily determine Nangong Ling's identity?
"How?" In the Tianli Palace, Nangong Chen's kneeling hand was his first secret guard, the head of the dark group, Xiao Yin. Such secrets related to the royal family, and he can only rest assured if Xiao Yin is allowed to investigate.
"Lord, King Ling's life is indeed as he said." Xiao Yin handed over a document detailing King Ling's life experience, to be precise, Lihan's forged life experience.
According to this document, Lin Feixue suddenly ran away for some reason, and only then did she find out that she was pregnant. In order to avoid the pursuit of the royal family, Lin Feixue did not return to her parents' home, but found a secret place, lived in seclusion, raised her children, and lived her whole life. Before Lin Feixue died, she handed over the jade pendant to Nangong Ling and asked him to find her father.
It's a pity that Lin Feixue died before she could tell her father's identity.
Nangong Ling stumbled, searching for many years without success, but he happened to meet Situ Ao's person, and he successfully recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors.
"Have you checked that secret realm?"
"Lord, I have checked. According to King Ling's instructions, the subordinates found the secret place, which was indeed the trace of human habitation, and also found the tomb of Princess Yu, looking at the traces of the soil, it was not a new tomb. ”
"What about Princess Yu's maiden family?"
"The two elders of the Lin family have passed away, but Princess Yu's brother said that the princess went home once and was indeed pregnant."
From this point of view, Nangong Ling's identity is not too doubtful.
The return of the prince is not only a happy event for the royal family, but also a happy event for all the people in the world. Nangong Chen granted amnesty to the world and was exempt from taxes for three years, just to celebrate Nangong Ling's recognition of his ancestors and his return to his ancestors.
However, some people rejoice, and naturally some people are sad.
"Second brother, seeing that our opportunity has come, a prince suddenly fell from the sky, you said that this matter is troublesome."
"Yes, as soon as I recognized my ancestors and returned to my ancestors, I was named King Ling, and I also entered the East Palace, isn't it obvious that my holy mind is revealed?"
The person who was called the second brother was born to Nangong Cheng, the second prince of the former emperor, and Concubine Xian.
This king is also a man with a lot of city. Last time, Nangong Chen took advantage of Concubine Jing's case to depose many princes and nobles, and King Cheng was able to retreat with his whole body, which shows his means and strategy.
Although the people's livelihood in Liguo is open and not confined to dogma, in the matter of establishing an heir, it still follows the distinction between the descendants and the young and the orderly.
The eldest prince died early, the two princes born by the queen, King Yu died early, only Nangong Chen was left, Nangong Chen had no heirs, and after a hundred years of Nangong Chen's death, the throne would eventually fall into the hands of King Nangong Cheng. But this halfway way out of Nangong Ling, it ruined his good deeds.
The other princes of the first emperor colluded with King Cheng a lot. Nangong Chen is in power, outside, and benevolent government; Within, the repetition of the canon. That is, to be lenient to the people, but to them, the royal relatives and relatives, are becoming more and more harsh. Yes, these people have been dissatisfied with Nangong Chen for a long time, but they have no real power in their hands, even if they have the intention to rebel, they are also powerless.
Becoming a king is different. When he was still a prince, he became good friends with Nangong Chen and won Nangong Chen's trust. Except for the princes who are far away from the frontier and have empty names, only this king has real power in his hands.
Therefore, as soon as Nangong Ling came back, these people gathered here in Nangong Cheng to discuss the next countermeasures.
"Hmph, not to mention whether he can sit in this position or not, it is difficult to stand on his own terms depending on his identity!"
With a snap, King Cheng was so shocked with an angry palm that the cups on the table trembled.
"Drive, drive!" A group of teenagers gallop through the royal paddock. The leader is Nangong Ling, who has just returned to the throne, and he is followed by either the children of the family or the sons of powerful ministers, all of whom are the proud sons of the sky, and they are reckless and arbitrary.
"His Royal Highness King Ling, do you want to have a competition?" It was the son of King Cheng who spoke, Nangong Shaoxuan.
As he spoke, he drew an arrow from behind him, stretched his bow and pulled the string, aiming at the two little white rabbits who were grazing in front of them.
Nangong Ling smiled at the corner of her mouth. Want to take the opportunity to test? Then it will be as you will.
"Whew" "Whew"
At the same time, there were two sounds of breaking the air, one was firmly inserted into the rabbit, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling slightly; The other was stuck in the ground, and the rabbit that escaped by luck could not take care of its companion and fled in panic.
"My cousin is good at swordsmanship, no wonder Uncle Huang wants me to learn more from you."
"Your Highness has conceded."
Nangong Shaoxuan revealed this article with a haha.
"Father, according to the child, this Nangong Ling is not to be afraid at all."
Nangong Shaoxuan deliberately approached Nangong Chen on his father's orders, just to find out the truth. At the end of the day today, the paddock is hunting, and the archery is not perfect; The school field competition, one move defeated; The poems are right, the sentences don't make sense, no matter how you look at it, they all look like they have never seen the world.
"This little people look, where does it look like the blood of my royal family."
Listening to Shaoxuan's narration, King Cheng was also a little unsure for a while, "Xuan'er, according to you, is he pretending, or is this true?" "If it's really a dou who can't support the wall, it saves them a lot of effort; If it's pretended, then it's really a formidable opponent.
For a few days, poison was detected in the diet, followed by the stabbing of the palace people, and then the discovery of hidden weapons on the bed. Coincidentally, every time he was able to let this cowardly Bao Ling King dodge unscathed.
Either he was discovered by the palace maid who served him personally, or he happened to meet Nangong Chen, and the luck of this King Ling was too good.
The small actions of King Cheng and his party did not hurt Nangong Ling in the slightest, but made Nangong Chen angry. sent a secret guard to protect him in the open and in secret, and not to give people who have a heart a chance to start.
On King Cheng's side, when he was still at a loss, there was a fierce quarrel in the study of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Father, Han'er is your biological son, how can you let him pretend to be the prince? Once the matter is revealed, Han'er will definitely die! ”
"Shaoyun, don't worry about this matter."
"Father, how can I not care, he is my younger brother." "What's more, if the matter is revealed, how can the Prime Minister's Mansion get involved?"
"Enough!" Situ Ao broke off and interrupted Shaoyun's words, "You let me out!" ”
Hey, Situ Shaoyun sighed, father, one day, you will regret it.
Reluctantly leaving the study, Situ Shaoyun decided to enter the palace to meet his younger brother.
"Han'er, follow me!" As soon as Shaoyun entered the East Palace, he dragged Nangong Ling out.
"Young master, young master!" Even with the identity of King Ling, Nangong Ling could not change his respect for Situ Shaoyun, and he kept shouting that he was a young master.
Shaoyun used a lot of strength, and Nangong Ling was afraid of him, so he didn't dare to struggle too much. Seeing that she was about to arrive at the gate of the palace, Nangong Ling was worried that people would see it, and in a hurry, she said, "Brother!" Blurted out.
Sure enough, he succeeded in making Shaoyun's footsteps pause. In addition to being seriously injured and unconscious, he has never heard Han'er call his brother.
Taking advantage of Shaoyun's stunned effort, Nangong Ling hurriedly broke free.
Shaoyun also calmed down, and persuaded with good words, "Han'er, go with my brother, once your identity is exposed, you will die without a place to be buried." While no one has noticed it yet, you leave quickly, there is always a place for you at the ends of the earth. ”
The corners of Nangong Ling's mouth barely pulled up a smile, "Young master, it's too late, there is no way back from Lihan." ”