Chapter 27: Foxglove
After all, Zhu Zaili is just a child who has just turned fourteen.
Ning Jue's words undoubtedly directly helped Zhu Zaili to look at the court from a different perspective.
It's just that what Ning Jue doesn't know is that the results of Xia Yan's ten years of teaching by Zhu Zaili's side are collapsing step by step.
Compared with the stories that Xia Yan told Zhu Zaili about "the words and deeds of the saints" and "the righteousness of the battle".
Obviously, the story told by Ning Jue is more in line with human nature.
Zhu Zaili's brows tightened, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Impossible, even if Guo Xun's death is strange, how can the Son of Heaven not notice it?" There are so many old criminals in the edict, who wants to assassinate the relatives under them, who has the ability? ”
"As long as you look closely, why wait until today?"
Hearing Zhu Zaili's words, Ning Jue was obviously stunned, and looked at Zhu Zaili like a second fool.
"In this world, there are many things that can kill people without a trace."
Zhu Zaili looked at Ning Jue with a resolute face and said his judgment.
"I don't believe it!"
In Zhu Zaili's eyes, there are only things that Daming doesn't want to do in the world, and there is nothing that Daming can't do.
Hearing this, Ning Jue couldn't help but snort coldly:
"Don't believe me? You can try, grind the pot of flowers you brought last time into powder, and pour it into some cats and dogs, and see what these works of Daming can detect. ”
"Besides, even if it is found out to be strange, the first thing to bear the brunt of is that your uncle is guilty of negligence, and under the bite, even your uncle may be beaten as the main culprit."
"The Son of Heaven has already died a Guo Xun, and then put your uncle on the hook, wouldn't it be faster for those who are closer to him to hate his enemies?"
Ning Jue didn't notice that Zhu Zaili's face turned pale in an instant.
"There's something wrong with that flower?!"
"How is there no problem? If I guessed correctly, the flower was deliberately brought by Uncle Ling, this thing is produced in the West, the whole plant is poisonous, ordinary people take it and the heart is open, it can kill in less than an hour, and it is also vomiting and diarrhea, it is not arsenic, the silver needle is undetectable, the poison is dissolved in the blood, and the symptoms die suddenly. ”
"What do you think your uncle is doing with this thing?"
To put it bluntly, foxglove is a cardiotonic agent originating in Europe, if the manifestation of death by mistake is sudden cardiac death, the imperial doctors of this era can't detect this poison even if they are killed!
After that, Zhu Zaili sat down on the Hu bed as if he had lost his soul.
Looking at the appearance of "Lu Yan", Ning Jue's heart couldn't help but feel a faint joy.
That's right!
That's what you want, you'd better not believe it, and ask your uncle when you get home!
As a pair of white gloves, when these white gloves are no longer clean, the Lu family is finished.
What Ning Jue has to do is essentially to let Lu Bing know that he knows.
What's more, this is a not-so-clean errand that Lu Bing did!
In order to protect himself, Lu Bing will also find a way to get rid of himself!
"The students got it."
Zhu Zaili waved his hand at Ning Jue slightly, and then got up and left.
Until he walked to the door of Ning Jue's house.
Zhu Zaili gradually came back to his senses, bowed to Ning Jue and said, "Mr. Ning, the student will come to ask Mr. for advice in a few days." ”
Ning Jue didn't say much.
Now Ning Jue also has a long memory.
You can't finish all the deaths at once, at least you have to leave a way back.
If you can't die, you can continue to do it.
It's not a bad thing to keep this silly boy.
As soon as Zhu Zaili left Ning Jue's house, a carriage quietly drove out of the corner of the street.
There were two guards in the car, and these two were Lu Bing's people.
At this time, Zhu Zaili was only rejoicing, fortunately he didn't bring Meng Chong with him when he left the palace this time.
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West Garden.
The afterglow of the setting sun was sprinkled on the golden glazed tiles, and the old Taoist priest Jiajing finished his day's cultivation and was looking out the window at the Taiye Pool.
At this time, Huang Jin came to Jiajing's side with a smile on his face.
"The emperor, the crown prince is here."
Hearing the words "Prince", Jiajing felt that his temples were jumping out suddenly.
Since Xia Yan's death, the relationship between father and son has been a little stiff.
Like every rebellious teenager, Jiajing felt his blood pressure rise as soon as he saw this precious son.
"Here we go again! Didn't I tell him that the two dragons didn't see each other?! ”
Huang Jinxing looked at Jiajing and said with a smile: "The prince is here to admit his mistake to the emperor." ”
Hearing the words "admit mistakes", Jiajing's expression relaxed.
"Little bunny, you finally know you're wrong?"
"Tell the prince to come in."
"Whoa!"
Huang Jin sang, and then trotted out of the palace.
After Zhu Zaili walked into the house, Jiajing was already sitting on the futon behind the screen.
"Son Zaili, meet my father."
Looking at Zhu Zaili who was kneeling on the ground, Jiajing couldn't help but snort coldly: "Yo, have you grown up?" ”
"Yes."
Jiajing nodded contentedly and said with a wry smile: "I know, if you want to be filial piety in front of you, it is difficult for you, it is difficult for me, if you have this heart, I will be satisfied." ”
Zhu Zaili slowly raised his head, stared at Jiajing's screen, and his tone became a lot colder.
"Father, what the son said is not a rumor."
Jiajing's brows couldn't help frowning.
"What?"
"It's Mr. Xia's business, it's Erchen's simple thought."
Jiajing's face flashed with a hint of surprise.
"Tell me about it."
"Although Mr. Xia is wronged, his crime is to death!"
Looking at Zhu Zaili outside the screen, Jiajing was silent for a long time before he came to his senses.
There was a little relief in my heart.
Since joining the unification, Jiajing has never trusted anyone, and this is the first time that Jiajing has realized that someone stands on his own position to support his decision.
"Who told you this?"
"Ning Bingxian."
Zhu Zaili did not hesitate, and directly said that it was Ning Jue's analysis.
"Ning Jue ......"
Jiajing's face gradually became heavy, and the old Taoist priest didn't expect that Ning Jue, who had just entered the dynasty for a year, would be able to see such an inside story.
But that's not the only thing that matters.
It's that Ning Jue can even analyze this matter so accurately.
What about the recital that Ning Jue handed over this morning......
Is there really such a party in the DPRK and China?
Jiajing didn't believe it.
Because in Jiajing's eyes, the reason why there can be friends only depends on whether there are common interests.
Again, the size of this common interest determines the size of this partisan.
Up and down in the Ming Dynasty, how could there be such a big piece of cake that could support such a huge party!
But what if?
Risking his son's life to gamble on the world, is there no such cake in the world?
Thinking of this, Jiajing took a deep breath, then looked at Zhu Zaili through the screen and asked
"You're here in Xiyuan, do you have something to do?"
Through the gap in the screen, Zhu Zaili calmly looked into Jiajing's eyes, and Jiajing was also looking at Zhu Zaili.
This is the first time in many years that father and son have looked at each other.
"Erchen, please transfer the guard!"
After being silent for a long time, Jiajing's voice sounded again.
"Exactly."