Chapter 750: Let's Bury It!
What shocked Lord Yan was not actually the crown prince, but the Xie family.
The crown prince has always been tough over the years, and the ministers of the court and the central government have actually become accustomed to his style of acting, but this Xie family ......
I didn't expect that he was born as a bandit, and he did this so well, and if he did a good job, he would be praised by tens of thousands of people, but if he didn't do it well...... That would have made many people accuse the bandit of killing innocents.
After all, drowning in female babies is considered a normal situation, and under normal conditions, how can it be convicted of a felony?
This time, Lord Yan didn't make a move.
The people who were watching from behind didn't dare to enter the palace rashly.
This year, they have participated in the play of the prince several times, but they have not succeeded every time, and now even Lord Yan has retreated, which shows that now is not a good time for the prince.
The prince is about to get married, and now His Majesty is happy, at this juncture, no one can find bad luck.
If you really want to bring down the prince, these little things can't be done at all......
The minister of Beijing, surprisingly quiet, Xie Pinggang waited for others to make trouble, but the result was ...... Nothing!
It was quite strange in his heart, but the prince didn't react, his face was flat, and it seemed that he had already prepared in his heart.
"Your Highness...... Something...... The subordinates don't know whether to talk about it or not. Zhou Weizong looked confused.
If he said it, then he was the villain who sued the black behind his back, but if he didn't say it, he didn't think it was appropriate.
"When did you learn to do this?" Should I not talk about it? If you don't want to say it, then you shouldn't start talking about it, and if you hesitate, who do you want to suffocate to death?
Zhou Weizong smiled: "Yesterday...... When I went to the Xie family as a guest, I happened to see that the Xie family was doing a funeral ......"
Zhao Xuanjing's face was stunned, and he was also a little suspicious.
"This funeral is different from anything else...... It's fake, Lord Xie seems to have locked people in a coffin in order to teach his younger brother, not to say that Xie Pinghuai is dead, but also to say that Miss Xie is also ...... died, in that small courtyard, the maids and maids were crying and saying...... Miss, you died so miserably......"
In the last sentence, Zhou Weizong still pinched his mouth, just like singing.
Zhao Xuanjing's expression was a little weird: "Xie Pinggang's preference is really ......."
It's hard to put into words.
"My subordinates just feel a little unlucky." Zhou Weizong said honestly.
"What about Miss Xie?" Zhao Xuanjing asked.
"The subordinates didn't see the crown princess." Zhou Weizong told the truth.
"Then she knew and agreed in her heart, the matter of their brother and sister is inconvenient to get involved, but...... How can you not talk to Lone about such a lively thing? You go and prepare a funeral for the second son of Xie and send it to the Xie family. Zhao Xuanjing thought about it and decided.
Whether it is bad luck or not, Xie Qiao knows better than anyone.
So it's not his turn to be amorous and nosy, since their brother and sister have such an arrangement, it's not good for him to pour cold water, it's better to accompany him to join in the fun.
Zhou Weizong was stunned for a moment.
Subsequently, I hurriedly went to do it.
He thought His Highness would feel sorry for Miss Xie?
I didn't expect that he would have to come with Xie Pinggang, but he couldn't help but listen to what His Highness said, so he asked people to prepare things and secretly send them to Xie's house.
Xie Pinghuai has been locked up for two days and two nights.
Inside the coffin, there was almost no sound, and occasionally the "stab" sound of fingernails scratching the wood could be heard.
The people under the maid are about to cry.
"This coffin has been stopped for a long time, carry the coffin and bury it! At such an age, there is no more, and you can't do it much! Xie Pinggang spoke, and then shouted at his family and carried the coffin out of the back door of Xie's house!
Blowing and blowing, there is even the music of mourning.