Emperor Qingming was holding the victory, seeing that the country was initially decided, and the final harvest was in sight, there was a faint smile on his face.

Zhao Chengyuan took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and twisted a black jade from the chess jar with his slender fingers.

The sunspot fell to the ground, and the stone broke the earth.

The chess game suddenly changed, and the originally chaotic and precarious sunspots suddenly started to kill, and instantly had the potential to kill all sides.

Emperor Qingming's face changed suddenly, he sat up straight, and looked at the chessboard in disbelief.

King Jin actually set up such a big game in secret!

And he is obsessed with the raiding of one city and one pool, and he is unaware of it!

He pinched the chess pieces and couldn't land them for a long time.

The layout of the black chess game is majestic, and he has no way to remedy it at this time, and it is too late.

On the chessboard, Kuroko changed his previous peace and began a silent slaughter, hearty and thrilling.

Between the clouds and rain, sunspots occupy most of the country.

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One is broken and one is standing, one is black and one is white, and the country has been decided.

Wang Jian trembled under the gaze of Emperor Sen Shen of Qingming.

"Your Majesty, Kuroko."

Is.

Emperor Qingming held a white jade in his hand tightly, and the wind and clouds in his eyes changed rapidly.

His Seventh Emperor Brother, how much strength is hidden.

This is obviously a mortal situation, but he can turn the crisis around and turn defeat into victory while talking and laughing.

Zhao Chen had already expected this ending, but he was calm.

Han Jun couldn't calm down, and looked at Zhao Chengyuan in amazement.

Yin and yang in chess, warp and weft are the way. Between the longitude and latitude, you can see the character of people's hearts.

King Jin's elegant style and open-mindedness are vividly interpreted, and his patience and long-term thinking are very accessible.

The change in expression was only an instant, and Emperor Qingming quickly regained his composure and let out a long sigh, "Brother Seventh Emperor, it turns out that you let me so much on weekdays."

Zhao Chengyuan unhurriedly picked up the sunspot in the chess jar, and Yun smiled lightly, "It's just a fluke."

Emperor Qingming shook his head, "This is not something that can be won by luck."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Brother Huang has to talk and can't go back."

Emperor Qingming threw the white piece in his hand into the chess jar, and the sound was crisp.

"You don't joke, so naturally you don't regret it. I believe whatever you say. Even if the evidence in Dali Temple points to you, I will not pursue it."

Zhao Chengyuan arched his hand on the collapse and said, "Thank you, brother Huang."

Emperor Qingming looked at him, "Say it. You didn't arrange the assassination."

Zhao Chengyuan said, "No."

"Yes, I believe you. Can you give me an explanation for this? I should also think about who that man is."

Zhao Chengyuan rubbed the black jade in his hand and said with a light smile, "If you let your subordinates plan to assassinate you, you will definitely assassinate the imperial brother when he leaves the city, not when the Duke of Dingguo and hundreds of southwest troops are by the emperor's side. This is one of them.

Second, since they chose to assassinate, they must have been to hit them with one blow, but their manpower is a little thin, and with these, I am afraid that they will not be able to succeed without the Southwest Army.

Third, did the younger brother choose to be there at this time, in addition to arousing the suspicion of the imperial brother, did it play a role?"

Emperor Qingming's eyes were calm, "Then if you change to the emperor's brother, how much should you arrange?"

Zhao Chengyuan pondered for a moment, "To the people, there are archers in high places, there are people who mix with the people, and there are internal planners. In this case, the odds are quite high."

He smiled, "However, poison has twice the effect with half the effort, and it is only necessary to buy one person by the imperial brother's side, so there is no need to go to such great lengths."

The chief eunuch Wang Jian's face changed greatly, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said in a panic, "The emperor spares his life! Slaves will never dare to betray the emperor! Mountains of gold and silver can't buy off minions!"

Emperor Qingming frowned and kicked him, "Get up! King Jin is just an analogy!"

"Your Majesty."

Wang Jian trembled and crawled up, complaining

He glanced at King Jin, took a few steps back, and stood in the way of the matter.

Emperor Qingming smiled, "It seems that I have to ask you to be a staff officer and rearrange the palace guards."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "I'm happy to serve." Now that the royal brother is rich, he must be willing to pay some money."

Emperor Qingming laughed, "You just stared at the little thing in my hand!"

Seeing the emperor smiling and smashing his teeth and swallowing it in his stomach, Han Jun felt a little sympathetic.

He guessed the emperor's intentions.

The assassination was done cleanly, all the dead had already been killed, and it was difficult to find conclusive evidence in Dali Temple and the Criminal Department. King Jin has a respected status in the clan, and it is still far-fetched to condemn him just because he appeared in Qingchun Tower.

Emperor Qingming has not moved the king of Jin for so many years, I am afraid that there is something to fear.

And using the loss of chess to make him confess his guilt and subdue the law, the clan relatives and courtiers couldn't find any fault, and it can be said that they solved their own big trouble without blood.

And now he has shot himself in the foot, and he has no chance to find out and convict him.

After sympathizing, he reminded him, "Your Majesty, the hundred officials and soldiers are still waiting in the Zhenghe Palace."

Hurry up and have a palace banquet, and then go back to their respective homes!

There's a little girl waiting for him in the house!

The father's shouting was really good, soft and squeamish, making people's hearts softened, much better than the cold and hard rough voice of the bad son. He went back and listened to it a few more times, and answered it a few more times.

Emperor Qingming looked at Han Jun and didn't miss the smile on his lips, "Duke Dingguo seems to be in a good mood."

Han Jun suppressed the urge to share "I have a daughter" and the urge to seek justice for the Yue family, after all, the emperor is in a bad mood now, I am afraid that he doesn't like to listen to the happy events of others, and he has no heart to uphold justice for others.

He said in a deep voice, "The emperor is happy, and the ministers are naturally happy."

"Let's go to the Orthodox Temple."

Emperor Qingming put on dragon boots on Wang Jian's hand and fell down.

Zhao Chengyuan also stayed with him.

Out of the imperial study, the sun is shining, and it is almost dusk.

Zhao Chengyuan wanted to say goodbye and leave the palace.

He rarely attends this kind of palace banquet that is related to national affairs. He is boring, and Emperor Qingming is never reluctant.

Emperor Qingming asked Zhao Chen and Dingguo Gong to take the first step, leaving Zhao Chengyuan to speak alone.

He looked at Zhao Chengyuan, "The person who assassinated you is not you, so in your opinion, who is it?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "It's hard to say. It is possible for the royal family, it is also possible for the ministers of civil and military affairs, or to assassinate the country, or to frame and seize power, there is always a reason for their actions."

Emperor Qingming's sharp eyes shrank, and he was a little surprised that he didn't take the opportunity to suppress his opponent.

"The royal brother is defending those royal brothers and nephews."

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Life and death are important matters, and the younger brother really doesn't dare to speculate."

"That's it, you can go back."

Zhao Chengyuan left with his hand.

Behind him was the voice of Emperor Qingming, "Today's chess game, you can't do it all, right?"

Zhao Chengyuan paused, "Brother has done his best."

The north wind Xiao Xiao, his silver big hair was raised, his black hair was like ink, and his elegance was peerless, and he disappeared around the corner in a blink of an eye.

Emperor Qingming's eyes sank.

I'm afraid let the six sons, or this ending.

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