Chapter 421 It's too late to repent, and the incense pill for the dead to eat is added, Gu Qingchen, a sword~~~
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The eleventh prince was poisoned and died in Concubine Ning's palace.
When this incident was heard, the emperor was discussing with his close ministers in the imperial study.
Hearing this, the emperor immediately took Gonggong Jia to Concubine Ning's palace.
Concubine Ning's palace was slaughtered, all the palace maids and chamberlains knelt in front of the palace, and when the emperor came, he heard the sound of the court staff waving in the distance.
The palace maids and attendants were killed by the rod in front of the hall one by one. Concubine Ning sat there with a fierce look. The face is hideous.
"Eleven will never kill himself, you ...... It must be a good thing for you to do. Come! Hit Hongu hard! Since no one admits it, let's kill them all! ”
At this time, the emperor walked in, and Concubine Ning hurriedly got up, her eyes full of grievances, and as soon as she shouted, "Your Majesty", tears fell like rain.
"Eleven is unjust." Concubine Ning knelt at the emperor's feet and refused to get up, "Please ask the emperor to be the master of the concubine, the concubine will definitely find out the murderer of Eleven!" ”
"Where is Eleven now?" The emperor asked.
"It's still parked in the side hall."
The emperor took Gonggong Jia into the side hall.
In order to park Eleven's body in the side hall, there is no charcoal basin for heating.
The hall was air-cold, and the moisture that had just rained blew into the hall, blowing the gauze in the hall for a while.
The Emperor didn't come closer, he just glanced at it from a distance.
Eleven lay in bed. Dressed up and looking no different than ever.
It's still that pale little face, sickly, like a teenager.
"Father-in-law Jia." The emperor said in a deep voice, "His Highness Eleventh ...... this year How old is it? ”
Father-in-law Jia lowered his head and took a half step forward. "Back to the emperor, His Highness Eleventh is the same year as His Highness Ten."
He hadn't asked about it for a long time, and he almost forgot.
Outside the hall, the voice of Concubine Ning scolding the palace maid was still heard from time to time, and the emperor did not stop her crazy moves.
"I remember that Qin Tianjian once said that eleven is the reincarnation of a nobleman?" The Emperor scoffed, "You go and have people ask them." See how they reply. "Servant Liver Dumb.
"Yes." Gonggong Jia retreated and sent people to Qin Tianjian.
The emperor soon left Concubine Ning's palace, Concubine Ning cried and cried, and the emperor only comforted a few words, and called the imperial doctor to ask the cause of death of His Royal Highness Ming Eleven.
Take poison?
When he heard this answer, the emperor had no expression on his face, nodded, and only spit out two words: "Thick burial." ”
Qin Tianjian soon came, saying that the star phase had not changed at night, and the noble star was still there, and there was a trend of stability.
The emperor couldn't help but be stunned.
Is the noble star still there? Other words...... Eleven is not the reincarnation of a real nobleman?
This news was far more interesting to the courtiers than the suicide of His Highness Eleventh by poisoning.
The close ministers around Concubine Ning rushed to the scene as soon as they heard the news.
"How could it be...... His Highness Eleven is not the reincarnation of a nobleman! ”
"Concubine Ning, how did you determine that His Highness Eleventh was the noble person referred to by Qin Tianjian in the first place?"
"Niangniang, where is His Royal Highness Ten now?"
Concubine Ning was made big by everyone's words from you and me.
She didn't expect things to turn out like this either.
thought that with her son, the power of her mother's family, and these close ministers who had been wooed, she would be able to sit on the throne of the queen mother in the future.
So for so many years, she has carefully calculated, step by step, and endured for so many years, and finally waited until the prince was insane and died, and King Xian happened to be imprisoned by the emperor, such a good opportunity is rare in a hundred years.
She was planning to remove the iron needle from Eleven's knees and let him walk again, in order to show the Emperor what a real miracle was...... I don't want Eleven to kill himself.
"This useless thing......" Concubine Ning's silver teeth gurgled.
"Concubine Ning, you have to make plans early." The minister reminded, "Since Qin Tianjian said that His Highness the Eleventh is not a nobleman, then the nobleman should have someone else, could it be that His Highness the Tenth is not successful?" ”
The corners of Concubine Ning's mouth twitched, even she didn't expect that the person she was referring to that day turned out to be the "daughter" she gave birth to.
"It can't be him." Concubine Ning said categorically.
How can a daughter become a "nobleman", and if the identity of the Ten Highnesses is revealed, then she is guilty of bullying the king.
"Anyway, let the Ten Highnesses come back first." A minister said.
"Yes, Niangniang, with the presence of the Ten Highnesses, this matter will be better handled."
Everyone was gossiping, and Concubine Ning gradually figured out what about her daughter's body, as long as she firmly grasped it in her hands, she was not afraid that he would turn out of the sky.
"Someone!" Concubine Ning instructed, "Go to the Ten Princes' Mansion quickly, and invite the Ten Highnesses to enter the palace!" ”
"Niangniang, I heard that His Royal Highness Ten is a disciple of a high monk, and the emperor happens to be obsessed with the art of immortality, so it is better to let His Royal Highness Ten take over the errand of the alchemy room, and it is better to be closer to the emperor......"
"Wei Chen thinks that in the last battle of Qi Liang, His Royal Highness Ten was not chaotic, but it was of great use, Niang Niang might as well let him make more friends with the military generals of the DPRK and China, I heard that recently the Qi State has begun to move again, if His Royal Highness Ten can make war achievements, this time the emperor should give him the title of king."
Everyone talked about it, and Concubine Ning didn't come up with an accurate idea after listening to it for a long time.
At this moment, the palace maid who came in from outside said, "Qi Yu Niangniang, His Royal Highness Ten is not in the mansion." ”
"What?" Concubine Ning was stunned, "Where did he go?" Hurry up and let him into the palace! ”
"His Royal Highness Ten has now left Beijing, and listening to the people in his mansion, it seems that he has gone to find his master."
Concubine Ning wrinkled her eyebrows, "Then send someone to chase him back!" ”
She knows the character of His Highness Ten, and the person he loves the most is Eleven, and if he hears the news of his accident, he will definitely rush back immediately.
After the ministers dispersed, Concubine Ning came to the side hall alone, and couldn't help but shudder when she saw Eleven lying on the bed lifelessly.
"This palace has endured it for so many years, but you can't even hold back these few years, it's really useless!" She slowly stepped forward, looking down at Eleven's face.
The corners of Eleven's lips smiled slightly, and there was no sorrow and fear before the death of the dying person left.
"You're so happy to leave this palace?" Concubine Ning muttered to herself, she was standing alone in front of Eleven's corpse, and no one knew what kind of expression she had on her face at the moment.
Scarlet King's Mansion.
"Brother Eleven is gone." Ling Xiaotian came into the house to tell Su Baitong the news.
Su Baitong was making incense, and she carefully pinched the incense crumbs and the wine into the ball.
"What about the Ten Highnesses?" She asked.
"I've already left Beijing." Ling Xiaotian said, "But Concubine Ning will definitely send someone to chase after her, the eleventh brother is no longer here, and she wants to put the name of the nobleman's reincarnation on the old ten, it's really a good calculation." He scoffed.
"It's not Concubine Ning's calculations." Su Baitong said slowly, "Maybe she was wrong from the beginning, the so-called noble person does not mean a person who can sit on the throne of the golden dragon. ”
"What do you mean......"
"There is no shortage of noble people among the high monks who are reincarnated." Su Baitong's eyes were shining, and he looked at Ling Xiaotian, "Actually, I have long felt that His Royal Highness Ten is different from ordinary people, if he can abandon the red dust, he will definitely be able to achieve great things." ”
Ling Xiaotian closed his eyes and sighed, "It's just that the tenth brother is suffering." ”
"How can you feel bitter when you are in it?" Su Baitong made the incense pill and carefully put it on the table to dry, "When will His Highness Eleventh be buried?" ”
"It should be soon, and I may be sent to the Imperial Tomb tonight." Ling Xiaotian thought about it, Eleven was not crowned king, and he died such a disgraceful death, the emperor would definitely not keep him in the palace for too long.
Su Baitong brought the finished incense pill to him and whispered, "Can you find a way to put this medicine into the mouth of His Highness Eleven?" ”