Chapter 350: Prisoner under the stairs, 60 in the palm of his hand
"Smack!" The king slapped the armrest of the dragon chair viciously, stood up and said, "Li Jun, you just made a meritorious service, so you didn't take Zhen in your eyes?" ”
Li Jun bent down and saluted, saying, "My brother was almost murdered, is there anything wrong with asking for justice?" ”
After speaking, he looked at the ministers of the DPRK and China, and said: "Even if Jun has no experience in leading troops, he also has a sincere heart, there are no generals in the DPRK, no one dares to go to the front line, Jun is willing to repay the country with death, but he does not want to die in the hands of his own people." Poisoning generals in wartime is tantamount to betraying the country! Isn't it wrong to ask Your Majesty for justice?! ”
Loud and sonorous.
Half of the courtiers were against the crown prince when they stood in line, so even if he succeeded to the throne now, he was still unhappy, and after he ascended the throne, he also deliberately suppressed him, so he naturally had to find an opportunity to embarrass him.
Soon someone stood up and said: "The minister seconded the proposal, the retreat of the Northern Zhou Dynasty in this battle is all because of the empress's affection for Lord Li, if Lord Li is poisoned, I am afraid that the imperial capital has been occupied by the Northern Zhou army at this time!" ”
Li Jun's face was slightly unnatural, this statement was conveyed by Jian Mo, the general of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and he didn't want others to know about the empress in his hands for the time being.
One after another, several ministers stood up, and the king sneered and said, "Yes, yes, I will investigate thoroughly to see which daring person dared to poison General Li." ”
When it comes to the last few words, grit your teeth.
Retreat.
Li Jun slowly walked out of the court, and someone behind him patted him on the shoulder.
"Since the sixth brother gave up his appearance, he has been reborn, like a different person."
"Second brother is fine." Li Jun greeted politely, and his tone was a little detached, "If you can live well, who wants to be so intrigued." ”
“…… Mourning may be a good thing for Concubine Sang. ”
Li Jun smiled faintly and said, "The second brother is really open-minded, and if he dies, it will be empty, what kind of good thing is it?" Your Majesty is now thoroughly investigating the matter of poisoned alcohol, and the second brother should be more careful. ”
After speaking, Li Jun turned around and walked slowly in the direction of leaving the palace, the eunuch called him and said that there was a celebration banquet tonight, so he asked him not to leave first, so he had to frown and follow the steward eunuch to the side hall to wait.
Looking at Li Jun's back, the second emperor brother suddenly had a not very good feeling.
He promised Li Jun that he had poisoned the plan to spread the false message in order to slander the emperor's image and reputation among the people in the court, and even if anyone was found, it could be said that the emperor was looking for a scapegoat in order to calm his anger.
But what if it really finds out about him?
It can be said that he sows discord and wants to seek status.
The crown prince has no heirs now, and if the prince can't sit on that chair, he will naturally be in order.
“…… Worst. The second emperor brother suddenly felt that he had fallen for Li Jun's plan, so he could only find a way to maneuver again and silence everyone who knew the situation.
The celebration banquet in the evening was nothing more than a lot of nonsense, saying how hard the soldiers had worked, all kinds of rewards, and then eating meat, drinking wine, watching beauties dance, and then all kinds of rewards.
Li Jun was toasted by many people, he was average in wine, so he just took a few sips, and felt a little dizzy and said that he was not comfortable and left the table.
He carried the lantern and was about to leave the palace to go back, but unconsciously walked to the meditation hall, where there are nine out of ten memories of his life.
Maybe it's because of the drunkenness, in the dark palace in front of me, which still has the smell of charcoal, it seems that you can see the lights and palace people in the past, as if you can see your mother sitting in the corridor and smiling faintly at herself.
"Mother-" He rushed over, empty and nothing.