Early in the morning, Ling Kun reluctantly got up from the bed and went to court, standing behind the civil and military officials, always feeling flickering and sleepy. It seems that there must be an addiction to sleeping lazy, and he Ling Kun is an addiction for two lifetimes.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a sound: "poof", and King Xu and Yin Zhao Yuanxi, who were standing in the front row, suddenly knelt down.

Zhao Guangyi was talking, and when he saw this scene, he frowned and said, "Yuanxi, what do you want to say?" ”

Zhao Yuanxi raised his head, his face was pale, his muscles were twisted, beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping on his forehead, and he said in a trembling voice: "Father, my son's stomach hurts badly. ”

When Zhao Guangyi saw this scene, he was shocked and said: "Quick, quickly call someone to help you back, and pass the imperial doctor to follow you to check the pulse." ”

Zhao Yuanxi kowtowed and said, "Father Xie." When he raised his head, black and red blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Zhao Guangyi was shocked, waved his hand and said: "Retreat, retreat." ”

There was a sudden chaos in the court, and everyone spun around like headless flies. The eunuchs supported King Xu with their hands and feet, but they didn't walk out of the hall for a long time.

Seeing that this was definitely going to be a mistake, Ling Kun rushed over and pushed the eunuch away, carrying Zhao Yuanxu on his back and rushing out of the hall.

Ling Kun ran in front with Zhao Yuanxi on his back, the eunuchs and guards followed, Zhao Guangyi followed closely behind with the imperial court, and the ministers of civil and military affairs also followed the emperor. From the gate of the Banzai Palace, everyone ran out like a cross-country race.

King Xu's mansion was only separated from the palace by a moat, and Ling Kun did not change the carriage, but directly rushed across the suspension bridge to send King Xu home.

King Xu lay on the bed panting, spitting black blood one by one.

When Zhao Guangyi came, the imperial doctor was still running on the road. He held his son's hand and shouted, "Yuan Xi, Yuan Xi, how are you, the imperial doctor will be here soon." ”

Zhao Yuanxi raised his bloody chin, suddenly burst into tears, and said intermittently: "Father, I'm sorry for the eldest brother and third brother, and I'm sorry for the ...... father." At this point, King Xu's hand holding the emperor suddenly relaxed, and he hung softly on the bed.

"Yuanxi, Yuanxi, wake up." Zhao Guangyi, such a powerful person, has burst into tears at this moment.

The imperial doctors ran in panting, checking and checking King Xu's pulse, but they all knelt on the ground tremblingly, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

Zhao Guangyi understood everything, blinked his eyes and wanted to hold back his tears, he was an emperor, not a farmer, and he should be stronger than ordinary people. However, this kind of effort only lasted for a moment, and he couldn't hold back any longer, and fell on King Xu and cried: "Son, you can't go like this, son, my father is still waiting for you to succeed to the throne......." ”

Zhao Guangyi was grief-stricken and wept bitterly, at this moment, he was no longer a powerful emperor, an iron-blooded monarch, just an old father who lost his son in his old age.

The people in the room all knelt on the ground and wept silently, and Ling Kun couldn't help but feel angry.

Princess Xu has passed out several times, but fortunately, there is a doctor who comes in handy.

Zhao Guangyi is Zhao Guangyi after all, he cried for a long time, stood up with a wipe of tears, and immediately appeared with full aura.

"Doctor, can you diagnose the cause of death?"

"This, this, the emperor, the prince, he died in ......." The Tai Doctor trembled and couldn't speak.

"Say!" Zhao Guangyi shouted.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the prince died of poisoning."

Everyone on the kneeling ground was taken aback, but Zhao Guangyi was still expressionless, he was originally a master of poisoning, and when he saw King Xu spurting out those mouthfuls of black blood, he had already understood. He turned to the princess and asked, "What's the matter, what has he eaten?" ”

Princess Xu's face was like ashes, coughing for a long time and reluctantly said: "Yesterday, the princes and princesses went to Nangong to accompany the eldest brother and the third brother for the Lantern Festival, and they came back very late. ”

When Zhao Guangyi heard this, he felt dizzy and stepped back, but fortunately, Wang Jien stepped forward in time and lay down on the chair.

This matter is already very clear, Zhao Guangyi and the ministers are like a mirror in their hearts, the princes sit together and drink, and one of the most promising to inherit the throne is poisoned and dies. Isn't this just the prince taking the heir and killing each other? This kind of thing has been common in all dynasties.

Zhao Guangyi held his head and wept silently, and after a while, he issued an order: "Pass the decree, posthumously crown King Xu as the prince of Gongxiao, and bury him with the prince ceremony." The guards arrested all the princes, princesses, attendants, and domestic servants who participated in the banquet yesterday, and all of them were imprisoned pending trial. The three divisions of Dali Temple, the Criminal Department, and the Imperial History will be tried to find out the culprit of this great rebellion. Zhao Guangyi gritted his teeth, eager to eat the murderer alive, although he knew that this person was most likely his other son.

Ling Kun was taken aback when he heard this, in this way, even Zhao Mingyue had to go to prison. This matter definitely has nothing to do with her, but he can't say clearly, so he can only assist in the investigation, and he only hopes that the case can be solved soon.

When I returned home after being busy in King Xu's Mansion, sure enough, the sword had already come, jumping up and down in the courtyard. Seeing Ling Kun coming back, he pounced on him and cried, "Princess, princess ......." ”

"I already know, don't worry." Ling Kun interrupted her and continued, "This matter has nothing to do with her, it's just to assist in the investigation, and it is estimated that she will be back soon." ”

The sword wept and said, "But, how can the princess go to a place like a prison?" ”

Xiao Ran frowned on the side and said, "Why don't we rob the prison and rescue my sister to go to Liaoguo." ”

"Don't make a mess, you can only wait for the time being, let's see the results of the triage of the three divisions." Ling Kun said.

Xiao Ran and Shi Jian were helpless, so they had to nod.

All the people who were in Nangong last night are now all in the prison of the Criminal Department. In order to prevent collusion, they were all held in solitary confinement, and the prison was overcrowded for a time.

Jiang Jiying, the secretary of the Criminal Department, Han Yulong, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and Ye Zhiqiu in the imperial history sat in the Dali Temple for trial. It was the most difficult case they had ever encountered in their lives, and it was the most unheard of case they had ever heard.

It's okay to say that the slaves and miscellaneous servants can be judged how they should be judged, but what should they do in the face of the princess? First of all, you can't be punished, but who will tell the truth if you don't get punished?

The three directors have one head and two big, so they have to start with the subordinates first, and go up layer by layer.

The whole process is full of weirdness, King Xu organized everyone to go to Nangong for the festival, all the eating and drinking utensils were prepared by King Xu, and all the slaves and miscellaneous servants were sent by King Xu's mansion, but in the end, King Xu died, did he poison himself to death?

In addition, everyone ate the same table of dishes and drank the same jar of wine, and no one died, so why did King Xu die alone? How did this poison get in?

The slaves are doing their jobs, and there is nothing suspicious about them. Originally, I could have thought with my toes that this matter had nothing to do with the descendants, and the murderer must be a prince who coveted the throne.

The last thing you want to face is still to face it. The chief of the three divisions took a deep breath for a long time and decided to start the trial with the masters.