Chapter 702: Finale Twelve

Gao Minglou's hands trembled, helplessly trying to cover Meguji's wounds, his hands were stained with blood, and tears fell down his eyes.

"No...... I hate ...... I'm not reconciled...... Dad, you saw that, didn't you? I'm better than him, I'm better than him, it's just that his luck is better than mine, don't you say...... Do you say it...... Am I better than him......"

Meji's cheeks twitched, and he barely pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"It's all predestined...... It's fate...... The more you resign yourself to your fate...... ......."

"No ......"

Gao Minglou closed his eyes and roared to the sky.

"I'm not convinced...... Why...... Why ......?"

Meji stared at him without blinking, his eyes showing kindness, gentleness, guilt and helplessness.

"Everything is cause and effect...... The more you let go of ......"

Gao Minglou whimpered, "No matter what I do, I just want your approval...... He's different, he's ruthless, and he won't give up until he achieves his goal, do you see? He even dared to kill his own father, it was he who killed you with his own hands, it was he who ......"

No one knew what Huizhi said, and shouted frantically at Gao Minglou, and everyone was a little inexplicable.

Especially Gao Xiangguo, with a hellish look, ran to the square like crazy.

Xin Yi vaguely understood what was going on, and the eldest princess she was holding suddenly trembled slightly at the moment when Meji fell.

"Mother." Xin Yi looked at her, "What's wrong with you?" โ€

"I, I'm fine, I'm fine." Zhao Yuqing cupped her forehead, "I'm a little ...... Faint, faint blood ......"

Xin Yi looked at her forehead covered with cold sweat, then looked at Huizhi who was lying in a pool of blood, and then thought about the "descendants of the Southern Tang Dynasty" that Huizhi said, and his heart was shocked.

"He's ......"

"Don't say it!" Zhao Yuqing's face was pale, and her teeth were trembling, "Eleven, don't say anything...... For the sake of Ah Jiu......"

Xin Yi nodded and took his hand.

"It's okay, mother, it's okay......"

Fu Jiuqu looked at the "father-son love" in the corner, and his cold face did not change for a long time, until Gao Minglou's whole person was prostrate on Huizhi's body, as if the end of the world had come, crying loudly, as if he had forgotten the danger around him, forgetting everything, he slowly raised his hand.

"Kill!"

The forbidden army yelled and surrounded it.

"Wait!"

Zhao Zhen was also supported by Li Fu and followed the ministers forward.

"Keep your mouth alive."

Fu Jiuqu's order was to kill.

Zhao Zhen's order was to stay alive.

The forbidden army looked left and right and surrounded Gao Minglou.

Gao Minglou burst into tears.

He didn't seem to be afraid of life and death, he didn't even care about his own father, Gao Xiangguo, he just hugged Keiji's corpse, looked at the crowd around him, and giggled.

"What about Fu Jiuqu? Fu Jiuqu, you see clearly...... Who is this person......"

He suddenly reached out and grabbed a handful of snow on the bonsai next to him, smearing it vigorously on Meji's face.

A layer of beeswax-like skin is rubbed away.

Another, fairer face was revealed.

Gao Minglou laughed.

"Fu Jiuqu killed his father and disregarded human morality...... You don't deserve to live in this world......"

Zhao Zhen's eyes were slightly stunned.

The ministers also talked about it.

"Fu Guangyi?"

"Eldest princess, Captain Fu Guangyi?"

"Isn't Fu Guangyi already dead? Died in Yangzhou ......"

"Could it be that the one who died in Yangzhou is a fake ......?"

"Why did he collude with Gao Minglou......

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Still don't get it? He is a descendant of the Li clan of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and he plotted a rebellion in Yangzhou, which has long been rumored......"

There was a lot of talk all around.

Xin Yi was a little surprised.

From the case of Yangzhou Yu's family, they knew how deeply Gao Minglou had infiltrated that case.

But she still didn't expect that the person under Yu's bed was fake, and the horse buried in Yangzhou was also fake.

From beginning to end, it was just a game made by Fu Guangyi and Gao Minglou. Judging by the current situation, they should all know the secrets of this world.

"Brother Jiu......" Xin Yi called Fu Jiuqu worriedly.

He didn't seem to hear it, and slowly walked towards Gao Minglou.

"No one in the Great Song Dynasty knows, my own father has died a long time ago. Gao Minglou, death is dying, are you still talking?! โ€

Gao Minglou laughed loudly.

"Didn't you just want to kill me to cover up the truth? Fu Jiuqu, you ask your mother-in-law, your good uncle, and the ministers present, is this your father, is it the master of the horse back then......"

Fu Guangyi was the Tanhualang of that year, and he went to the Qionglin banquet that day, and he was amazed by the four seats, and many people in Bianjing had seen it. At that time, some people said that with his literary talent, he could clearly be the champion, and it was precisely because he was handsome that he was appointed to become a tanhua, and the purpose was Princess Shang.

After many years, Fu Guangyi's face has traces of time, but it is as handsome as ever.

"It's him."

"It's Fu Guangyi, that's right!"

Listening to the discussion of the ministers, Zhao Zhen's face changed, and Gao Minglou laughed even more rampantly.

"He is not only Fu Guangyi, he is also a descendant of the Li family of the Southern Tang Dynasty. In Yangzhou that year, Fu Jiuqu personally got the evidence of his rebellion, got the family tree of the Li family of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and even ......"

He paused, and looked at Fu Jiuqu with a meaningful gaze, cruel and vicious.

He took the dragon robe and crown prepared by Fu Guangyi for the uprising, and passed on the jade seal of the country...... also took away the treasures of the Southern Tang Dynasty that were enough to make a comeback. โ€

"Ministers, do you know all these things? Hahaha......"

His unbridled laughter pierced the sky.

"Nonsense!" Zhao Zhen suddenly stepped forward, snatched the long sword from the forbidden army, and with a pop, passed through Gao Minglou's chest.

He coughed excitedly, gritting his teeth and saying loudly.

"Gao Xiangguo, this son has bewitched the crowd with his words, and he has been killed by me with a sword! This move is to eliminate harm for the common people, and I hope that Dali will forgive me. โ€

Gao Xiangguo let out a long sigh and did not say a word.

"Flutter ......" Gao Minglou spit out a mouthful of blood, stared at Zhao Zhen, and then looked at Fu Jiuqu with a blank face, revealing a wry smile.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Good...... Good nephew...... Pity...... The envoys heard...... The officials heard...... All the people in the world heard ......"

He was dying.

Zhao Zhen pulled out his sword violently and stabbed it again.

Gao Minglou curled up, still laughing, laughing all the time.

Fu Jiuqu...... Patricide...... He is a descendant of the Li family of the Southern Tang Dynasty...... Plotters of great rebellion...... Fu Guangyi's son ......"

Before the voice fell, his hand fell.

Heavy snow was falling, and the square was silent.

In the city of Bianjing, where the fire trees and silver flowers are shining, people have just finished enjoying the lanterns of the Shangyuan Festival, and they have also seen the beautiful fireworks of the Great Xiangguo Temple.

The entire land of China is celebrating festivals.

Daxiangguo Temple was immersed in darkness......

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After the Shangyuan Festival, although Zhao Zhen tried his best to block the news, rumors gradually spread about what happened in the Daxiangguo Temple.

Zhao Zhen has a headache every day when facing the officials.

The crisis of the Great Xiangguo Temple is vivid, and the officials did not have as much resentment towards Fu Jiuqu as they did towards Di Qing back then, but everyone's attitude was the same.

The official family is requested to remove Fu Jiuqu from his post as privy deputy envoy and thoroughly investigate the Yangzhou incident.

Even if Fu Jiuqu did not participate in Fu Guangyi's rebellion, it is a big crime to punish the Jiu clan, and the eldest princess is a royal princess and can be exempted from responsibility, but Fu Jiuqu is a son of man, not to mention whether it is unfilial to kill his biological father, as a blood relative, he should be responsible for his biological father's behavior.

In desperation, Zhao Zhen issued an order to remove Fu Jiuqu from the post of privy deputy envoy.

But for questioning Fu Jiuqu, Zhao Zhen is very tight-mouthed, and whoever goes up to admonish him will beg for a scolding.

It was probably because of the anger that was difficult to calm down, and Zhao Zhen's body, which had been adjusted with great difficulty, became weak again......

Compared with Zhao Zhen's annoyance, Fu Jiuqu was impeached and stepped down, without any complaints. From the day he received the decree, he kept his door closed, but he could not be soaked in gossip.

The eldest princess washed her face with tears all day long, and several times she wanted to enter the palace to face the saint, but the official family refused.

The sudden change crushed Zhao Yuqing, she didn't expect things to take a turn for the worse, seeing her son suffer such injustice, as a mother, she couldn't wait to take it for her.

"I don't blame him for not seeing me...... I know he's struggling...... In fact, at this point, I have long since broken off the idea of pleading. Who hath allowed his father to do iniquity? As long as I can keep Ah Jiu, I have no other extravagant hopes, I want to go into the palace to have a look, but I'm worried about the official family's body. โ€

Xin Yi didn't understand Zhao Yuqing's thoughts.

Once the official family falls.

Who will keep Fu Jiuqu?

"Mother, I'll find a way to enter the palace to see the official's house and help my mother visit the sick......"

Zhao Yuqing looked at her with tears in her eyes: "What can you do?" โ€

Xin Yi said: "Mother forgot, I'm a doctor?" โ€

In fact, Xin Yi's heart is not as calm as it seems, and she even knows Zhao Zhen's situation better than Zhao Yuqing.

This is the eighth year of Jiayu.

If the plot remains the same, Zhao Zhen will soon be dead.

At this juncture, things are changing rapidly, and being able to save Zhao Zhen's life is the only way out for her and Fu Jiuqu, and it really can't be saved......

She shook her head, her heart tightening.

"Mother, daughter-in-law will enter the palace."

(End of chapter)