Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info the emperor was inexplicably filled with a sadness, and soon the matter spread, although the emperor issued a gag order, did not want to let the eldest grandson empress who traveled to Mount Tai know the news of his daughter's death, but he couldn't control the palace maids, the chamberlains and the ministers' mouths.

I don't dare to say it, but I am secretly talking about it in private.

"Hey, did you say that Princess Changle really drowned?"

"Needless to say, it must be true, haven't you heard that Marquis Wu is in a hurry at night, and he has lost his human form."

"Shhhhh

"Ah, look at what scares you, it's just the three of us here, and there's no one else."

"Yes, yes. Speaking of which, Marquis Wu is really infatuated, and he is bent on death, and he is stunned to ask His Majesty to give him Princess Changle to marry."

"What's the infatuation, the princess is dead, and the Marquis Wu is also going to die, and they can only go underground to be husband and wife."

"It's not infatuation to be a husband and wife when you die, I think Princess Changle really has the vision to fall in love with such a good man as Marquis Wu."

The three palace maids huddled together and muttered.

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"I heard that Princess Changle drowned, although it was the reason why she went to find the Marquis Wu, but you can't blame the Marquis Wu, Your Majesty actually let the Marquis Wuye die directly, it's really wronged."

"What's wrong with this, Princess Changle is His Majesty's favorite daughter, and now because Wu Yuanqing is dead, who will be angry if you don't take him out."

"But how can you say that Marquis Wu is also a concubine, he is the husband of Princess Xiangcheng, you can't kill Marquis Wu just because Princess Changle is dead, where is Princess Xiangcheng."

"Master Zhang, you are too naïve. What is the status of Princess Changle, and what is the status of Princess Xiangcheng. Although the two princesses are very favored, one is the eldest daughter of the emperor and empress, and the other is the eldest daughter, are the two of them the same important performance?"

The too young, too simple Tucson was broken, and Lord Zhang was despised.

"Hey." He sighed: "Lord Liu, although Princess Changle is the eldest daughter, Your Majesty's practice of giving death to a prince because of her involvement is really in line with the law of the country."

"Hehe, naïve" Lord Liu chuckled again and despised Lord Zhang: "National law? What national law? Your Majesty's words are the law of the land. Besides, do you think that if Your Majesty doesn't give Wu Yuanqing death, Wu Yuanqing will be fine, ridiculous, is the queen an ornament? The daughter is dead, and the queen can spare the culprit Wu Yuanqing."

Master Zhang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Yes, you also know that the queen can't spare Wu Yuanqing. Don't look at the Empress Changsun who never seems to interfere in government affairs, she really doesn't interfere in government affairs. If he really didn't interfere in government affairs, why did he repeatedly persuade His Majesty to say good things for Lord Wei after Lord Wei bumped into His Majesty? Can this be said to be non-interference in government affairs? And the eldest grandson, His Majesty has been blocked by the queen several times when he wants to promote his officials, this is not interference in government affairs." Lord Liu said sarcastically.

Lord Zhang was speechless when he heard it, yes, Empress Changsun also interfered in government affairs, but she was very measured and never expressed her opinions on major affairs of the court, but Empress Changsun had intervened many times on the issue of ministers. It's not just Wei Zheng, it's not just the eldest grandson Wuji, when Fang Xuanling, Xiao Yu, Wang Jue, these prime ministers were reprimanded, the eldest grandson Empress also spoke out to persuade the emperor.

Last year, Fang Xuanling annoyed the emperor, and the emperor asked him to go home to reflect, if it weren't for the persuasion of Empress Changsun, and the contribution of Fang Xuanling to the Tang Dynasty, the position of the left servant would have been replaced.

This is a matter of the appointment and dismissal of ministers, the eldest grandson has the ability to influence it, and it would be a lie to say that he would not interfere in politics, that is, middle and lower-level officials and ordinary people believe it.

Now that Princess Changle is dead, even if the emperor doesn't want to do anything with Wu Yuanqing, the eldest grandson will not let Wu Yuanqing go, and once the eldest grandson wants Wu Yuanqing to die, the emperor will definitely respect the queen's will.

Therefore, instead of letting the queen make the decision to kill Wu Yuanqing, and finally carrying the infamy of forcing the lord to death by a harem politician, it is better for Li Shimin to order Wu Yuanqing to be killed.

Although the speculations of the two courtiers are not all right, I have to say that a large part of them are in line with Li Shimin's heart.

The death of his daughter was all because of Wu Yuanqing, the surname Wu was immortal, Li Shimin could not get rid of the hatred in his heart, as for the other daughter Xiangcheng was about to become a widow, Li Shimin never thought of it in his heart.

Even Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Wei Zheng and several other ministers who had a good relationship with the martial arts family and were more square asked to see and wanted to intercede for Wu Yuanqing, but they were all rejected by Li Shimin.

The emperor was angry and the consequences were serious.

"Why bother."

In the room where Wu Yuanqing was being held, he was already the general of the Fifth Rank Rank Honor Yi Wei Yu Lin Lang, and Wei Chi Baolin, who was in charge of guarding the Holy Driver, looked at Wu Yuanqing with a heavy expression.

"Why bother?" Wu Yuanqing chuckled and asked, but before the smile unfolded, the wound on his face that was kicked by Li Shimin touched him, and he shivered in pain.

"Why do you have to come in person? Don't you know that the Son of Heaven is angry and ambushes millions of corpses? Wouldn't it be nice to send someone to report the news? Even if Your Majesty is angry for a while, there is no way to do anything to you, there is a buffer time for Your Majesty to get through the initial anger, and you uncles can ask for some intercession for you." Yu Chi Baolin said angrily.

"Hehe, what's angry, this is what I willingly, and I have to come this time myself." Wu Yuanqing's straight convulsions in pain still had to show a big little face.

"Do you know if you're looking for death?" Yu Chi Baolin was annoyed, his teeth itched with hatred, and he thought to himself why he hadn't found out that this guy was so idiotic, so stupid, so stubborn that he killed himself.

"Okay, you don't have to worry, I've made all the preparations since I was ready to come here."

"Worry about your sister, is it Lao Tzu's turn to worry, Lao Tzu is here to see how far you can write." Yu Chi Baolin turned around and left with hatred and curse.

Some people feel that time passes very slowly, as if the days are like years, but some people feel that time flies quickly, and the night passes with a swish.

After the pre-dawn darkness, the rooster announced the dawn, and there was a crisp bird singing outside the window.

Then after half an hour, the sky outside was bright, and wisps of morning sun sprinkled into the room, Wu Yuanqing opened his swollen eyes and looked at the golden light sprinkled on the ground, and the corners of his mouth rose.

There are palace people sent a sumptuous breakfast, chicken, duck and fish, compared to last night's dripping water as if it was forgotten treatment, this morning this is a proper feast.

As a frequent visitor to the prison of Dali Temple, Wu Yuanqing has seen this situation many times, and the last meal of the condemned prisoner is like this, the big meal, also called the decapitation meal.

It's just that I don't know what kind of method the emperor is going to use to kill himself, whether to send a cup of poisoned wine like in a court drama, or a three-foot white silk, or to cut off his head?