Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Killing

When the prince heard this, he bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "I will be unruly in the next life, and I will linger in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, if I really marry your young lady, I am afraid that the mother will call the knife and axe hand to serve me at this moment." ”

The Empress was amused by his witty words, and even the Emperor couldn't help laughing.

"It's a real celebrity who is self-winding...... The son of the world is a talented person in the world, I don't know which woman has this blessing! ”

The guest and host were laughing, but they saw a person hurrying in from outside the hall, but it was Fang Wanqing.

The anger on her face did not subside, and although she crept to her seat, she was caught a glimpse of it by the queen.

The prince also looked at it twice, and whispered to the maid beside him to ask about something, and the queen became more and more unhappy in her heart - just after laughing at her sister, her cousin was late to show her ugliness, and she broke her face.

The queen looked at the full house, suppressed her anger, and motioned for the waiter to open the table.

The curiosities of the imperial meal were sent in a steady stream, and the host and guest during the banquet were all witty and mysterious.

"I am in Beijing, and I have heard the name of the son of the world for a long time......"

The emperor motioned to the palace people to pour wine, and there was appreciation in his cold black eyes, "The King of Shu has a son like you, and he really benefits a lot!" ”

Although these words are true, they are quite profound, Li Huan's eyes flashed slightly, and he smiled and raised his glass without saying anything.

The queen did not give up beside her, and asked with a smile: "How many younger brothers and sisters does the prince have, but do you still live in the mansion?" ”

"There are two younger brothers and three younger sisters."

Bao Jin listened quietly on the side, knowing that these two parties seemed to be chatting, but in fact, they had a deep meaning-

The so-called King of Shu is not a prince of the imperial court, but a thorn sent by the previous dynasty, he took advantage of the court's ignorance, married the local female Tusi, and during the Jingyuan period, he has faintly become the lord of one party.

When the rebel army rose up and the world was in turmoil, he also took advantage of the situation and raised the banner to establish himself as the king, which gave him the name of King Shu.

The new dynasty has just been established, and he is not willing to do more for the time being, and the king of Shu also sees the opportunity to call himself a minister, although they are at peace with each other, they are also cautious.

The son of the world is born from the female toast, and he is the heir who should not give up, but his biological mother died early, and his father accepted a favorite concubine, and gave birth to a bunch of younger siblings.

She was recalling the information she had read, but she saw that in the melodious music, a person from Tsing Yi Palace quietly entered, came to the queen's side, and whispered a few words eagerly.

The queen's face changed, she gritted her teeth and sneered, her eyes staring directly at Wanqing's seat below the steps.

Baojin was a little closer, and vaguely heard the words "Wang Beauty", "Porcelain Vase", "Imperial Doctor" and so on.

The anger in the queen's eyes increased, but in the next moment, she raised her glass to congratulate, and the palace music became more and more joyful.

The emperor drank a few glasses and talked with Li Huan about the art of government affairs and war, and the more the two talked, the more speculative they became, although they knew that they were enemies, they still felt like confidants.

"It's rare to hear that you're also good at words...... It's a pity that I came from a poor background and couldn't learn this, and now that I think about it, I still feel regretful. ”

After the emperor sighed, he drank together, so he called the attendants on the side, "Go and invite Master Chen of Hanlin Academy!" ”

The emperor feasted, and there was already a chamberlain on duty, and in less than a moment, a young figure appeared in front of the palace gate.

The man was not wearing official clothes, about twenty years old, handsome and elegant, when he came to the emperor to pay homage, the emperor motioned for him to get up, gave him a seat, and then smiled: "There are distinguished guests here today, you might as well meet friends with a text!" ”

Although Bachelor Chen is young, he is very sophisticated and sophisticated, he has long heard of the subtle identity of this prince, listening to the emperor's words, knowing that he can't show weakness, but he can't be too deceitful, so he got up and sat reclining, and was typing the draft, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the treasure brocade standing behind the emperor, and his whole body trembled.

He called the palace people and asked in a low voice, his face became more and more ugly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Why, can't you think of a topic for a while?"

The Emperor wondered.

"Minister...... Recently, the minister has been a little restless and has lost his honor in front of the emperor, so please punish His Majesty. ”

Chen's usually clever tongue became clumsy at this moment, and he peeked at Baojin, his lips trembling a little.

"The weather has become cold recently, and you literati are weak, so you should pay more attention."

The emperor thought that he was afraid that he would be angry, but he said a few words of relief.

Bao Jin saw that this person's face was different, and he looked frightened to death, and he knew that something was wrong in his heart, but he searched his mind, and there was no impression of him at all.

In surprise, the maid holding the plate handed over a paper fold, opened it and saw that there were only a few words on it-

"Chen."

The handwriting is bright red, written in cinnabar, Baojin has seen it, and his heart is cold: the red name is a letter, and it is only used by the death criminals who want to be executed in the autumn.

What does this mean...... Is it to let yourself kill Master Chen?!

"Who sent it?"

She looked at the handwriting and asked the maid.

"It's Concubine Yue."

Indeed, she ......

Bao Jin studied the handwriting, convinced that it was not a forgery.

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