There was a sound of horses' hooves' from far and near, Chen Jingsui jumped off the horse, hurriedly broke into the Zhengtong Palace, knelt on his knees, kowtowed and choked: "Father, Uncle Rong Wang was poisoned." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the hall, everyone whispered, and those who were friends with King Rong turned their eyes to Chen Jingpei.

"You all look at what this king is doing, this king is not stupid." He anxiously explained: "Yes, I had a disagreement with King Rong before, but it was all in the past, he is now living in Fenyang, regardless of the government, what reason does this king have to kill him." Chen Jingpei faced the throne and said, "Father, the son is not ......."

With a "snap", Chen Qiyuan's hand fell heavily on the imperial case, his mouth opened and closed, his emotions became extremely excited, and he walked to Chen Jingsui tremblingly, almost opening his mouth, but he didn't say anything, he fell on the imperial steps.

Seeing this, Prime Minister Liu Mingtang took the lead in kneeling down to consol: "The deceased is gone, Your Majesty, please mourn." The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty all knelt on the ground.

Glancing at the ministers, Chen Qiyuan's gaze finally fell on Chen Jingsui, and he asked sharply: "Jingsui, you say, what's going on?" ”

Straightening his waist, Chen Jing then told him what had happened in 1510, and at the end of the day, he hesitated: "Father, although the perpetrator has been arrested, but during the interrogation, he bit his tongue and committed suicide." ”

Chen Qiyuan stood up and roared angrily: "Investigate, Chunfu sent an order to Fenyang Mansion to Guo Fengchun to investigate thoroughly to the end, and it is bound to arrest the main envoys." ”

"No." Chunfu asked hesitantly, "Your Majesty, Prince Rong's funeral?" ”

"Thick burial." Chen Qiyuan slowly stood up, holding the guardrail with both hands, and walked forward with difficulty, the picture of his childhood came to mind, tears dripped down, and he choked up: "Message: Posthumously crown Prince Rong as Prince He Baorong, enjoy the Taimiao sacrifice, the title is inherited by the prince of Wang, hereditary replacement, and live in Fenyang." ”

"Scattered."

Everyone kowtowed three times and shouted long live, and dispersed, Chen Jingsui looked at the back of King Yan and the others leaving, and his heart was heavy, what the truth was, he was really not sure for a while, and he walked away without waiting for Shang and Ding's second king to speak.

Inside the carriage, Mu Siyan looked anxiously, worried, she saw Chen Jingsui walking out of the palace gate, hurriedly stepped forward, and called in a low voice: "Lord Wang? ”

The two didn't say much, they got into the carriage, Mu Siyan saw him leaning on the pillow, frowned, thought for a moment, and puzzled: "Yan'er, what is the intention of your father to hand over the death of Uncle Rong to the Fenyang Mansion for investigation?" ”

"Is there a deadline to solve the case?" Mu Siyan shook her head when she saw him, and wondered in her heart: "Lord, as far as I know, if there is any objection to the murder of the royal family, it will inevitably be handed over to Dali Temple or the Inner Government for investigation, but now it will be handed over to the Fenyang Mansion." She looked at Chen Jingsui and boldly speculated: "It seems that Your Majesty wants to turn big things into small things, and small things into small things." ”

Seeing Chen Jingsui's face full of surprise, she smiled and said: "Lord, if you imagine that the throne of the prince in the court is vacant, Uncle Rong Wang is the former prince after all, and his existence is a threat to some people. ”

"King Yan?"

"No, Lord Wang, although the biggest beneficiary of Uncle Rong's death is King Yan, he is not stupid, the more critical he is, the less he will take risks." Mu Siyan stroked the back of his hand and smiled knowingly: "That responsibility, King Yan can't afford to bear it." She saw Chen Jingsui looking at herself with strange eyes, and said embarrassedly: "Lord Wang, what's wrong, me?" Is it wrong to say something? ”

He touched the jade wrench and asked, "Yan'er, who do you think will be behind the scenes?" ”

Mu Siyan didn't answer directly, between the two of them, a smile flashed across her lips, and she said frankly: "Anyone is possible, you, the king of Liu, the king of Shang, the king of Ding, and even ......"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly threw in a roll of things from outside, Mu Siyan only felt that someone grabbed her hand, raised her eyes to see Chen Jingsui open the curtain, and looked out nervously, she listened to the sound of horses' hooves outside 'da-da' away, picked up the roll and handed it to him, and said in a muffled voice: "Lord Wang, someone is in a hurry." ”