"Your Highness, do you understand what you're talking about?"

Ling Hu Tao took a step forward, his face solemn.

Although he was a civil official, he was a burly man, dressed in a purple and gold robe, and held a jasper-colored ruyi in his hand, which symbolized his authority, and looked awe-inspiring.

Above the Golden Palace, there was silence.

The imperial Taihe Hall is a place to discuss politics, and the emperor's dragon chair is placed on a high jade step, except for the palace maids and eunuchs who accompany them, as well as Wu Guifei, who is in power, no one else is allowed to set foot on it.

The prime minister's status was slightly higher than that of the hundred officials, and he stood on a slightly raised platform, lower than the emperor and higher than the ministers, so that he could stand on one side and observe the movements of the hundred officials.

Now he turned his face and faced the prince who bowed his head, faintly forming a suppressive posture.

"I know very well, Father. ”

The prince's tone was as calm as ever.

No--Ling Hu Tao keenly found that compared to the gentle prince in the past, the temperament of the prince now has more things that he can't read.

Or is it because in the life and death of the Heavenly Emperor's Mausoleum, the consciousness of the king has been awakened again?

If so...... I can't keep it.

The middle-aged prime minister looked at the young prince with a complicated expression, and finally turned his face coldly and bowed to the emperor who was sitting on the jade steps.

"Respectfully, Holy Judge!"

The prime minister only said four words.

Among the hundreds of officials, there was a sound of gasp.

The crown prince's request, the prime minister did not even persuade well, but impatiently asked the emperor to make a holy judgment, which was like pushing the prince into the fire pit.

But despite this, no one spoke out against it.

First, this is what the prince himself said, second, they are not qualified to speak on this issue, and third, the most important. They did not know the attitude of the emperor, and they did not dare to violate the dignity of the prime minister.

Officialdom is the same everywhere, everyone's first choice is to start from themselves or their own group.

As for the crown prince...... His father would always take care of him.

Most people have this kind of thinking that it is none of their business.

"Concubine...... What does the prince mean?"

Next to the emperor, a white-faced and beardless eunuch bowed his head. Ask Wu Guifei, who was sitting upright.

The emperor was bowing his head and napping.

I don't know if he really slept or pretended to be asleep, but obviously the emperor didn't want to participate in this decision-making, and he completely delegated power to Wu Guifei.

- This concubine is not the prince's biological mother.

Wu Guifei is not very old, and with proper maintenance, she looks like she is only in her thirties, her skin is blown and broken, and she is even more beautiful. But behind her gorgeous makeup, there are a pair of cold eyes.

"The prince has become wiser. ”

The concubine turned her head to look at the emperor, and commented indifferently.

"Probably he already understood that the prime minister would send him to Taimiao no matter what, since this is the case, it is better to take the initiative and take the prime minister into an army. ”

The prince offered to do so, but the prime minister did not persuade him. This in itself planted a thorn in the minds of the hundred officials - after all, the prince has always been gentle, and he is still very popular.

If it is the prime minister who asks repeatedly. The prince dodged, and finally the prime minister forced him to clear his name, which gave people a different feeling, so that Hu Tao could also play the image of a righteous and strict law enforcement of the image of Zaifu, but it is a pity that this kind of opportunity is now. has been ruined by the prince.

But for Ling Hutao, being able to send the prince to death has already achieved his goal.

"Respectfully, Holy Judge!"

The prime minister's voice is very peaceful, but it contains deep affection.

Concubine Wu sighed and glanced at the emperor again. I know that she must speak today.

Today, the Son of Heaven is loving, and even for his sinful son, he cannot bear to ask for sin, which is the image that the Son of Heaven must have, so he would rather give up the right to judge and give it to his other wife.

"If the prince does not report and kills the dragon vein, it will cause the world to be shaken......"

Wu Guifei cleared her throat and spoke slowly.

"The emperor doesn't know if he is guilty or not, but he can be sentenced to the Taimiao Temple and convicted by divine will!"

For the sake of her son, she can only come to be this wicked person.

Wu Guifei's face was full of resolute determination.

A faint smile appeared on Ling Hu Tao's face.

The Emperor's nap was interrupted for about half a second, and then the snoring continued.

The crown prince lowered his head and closed his eyes slightly.

The monk patted his belly with a strange smile.

This thing...... That's it!

Taimiao is in the eastern suburbs of the capital, standing on the top of Meishan, and can usher in the first rays of sunrise in the capital every day.

At this moment, the prince and the prime minister and their entourage had already arrived at the gate of the temple.

There was no escort, after all, the crown prince's position was too high, and no one could restrain his own self-possession - if he escaped from the city that night, probably no one would stop him.

But Linghu Tao was sure that the prince would not do such a thing.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the Taimiao, the prince had already arrived, with only a few guards.

He was dressed in white, his expression was relaxed, as if he didn't care about the imminent painful death, and only when the prince saw Ling Hutao, his complexion changed slightly.

"Father......

"Prince!"

The two of them each bent down, and the etiquette was very solemn and formal.

"Thank you, Father, for giving me a ride. ”

"That's how it should be. ”

Ling Hu Tao replied lightly, without any expression on his face.

The prince looked at him quietly, and didn't say a word, it lasted for a long time, so that Ling Hu Tao couldn't help but touch his face, "The prince looks at the old minister like this, could it be that the old minister has flowers on his face?"

The prince smiled and shook his head and sighed.

"Actually, Lone just wants to ask his father, why?"

Why is this sound, the prince in the court wanted to ask, but he still didn't ask after all, because he knew that even if he asked, it would be impossible to get the truth from this man's mouth.

What's more, he already had the answer in his own heart.

"The old minister didn't know what the prince was talking about. ”

The prime minister shook his head slightly, still not answering any questions without any mistakes.

The prince continued to sigh and turned to leave.

Behind him was the gate of the Taimiao.

Resplendent and brilliant, but dilapidated and decadent, these two styles could not be put together in the same building anyway, but now the Taimiao is like this.

The gate full of copper nails was opened on both sides of the quack, and the sunlight seemed to be unable to shine into the temple, and even if the door was opened, it was still dim.

"Let's go inside!"

The prince let out a long laugh, shook his hands, and slowly walked towards the gate.

Li Chun followed behind him helplessly.

"Wait for me!" the monk of the night held his stomach and rushed from a distance.

Ling Hu Tao's eyes narrowed, "Prince, you go to Taimiao, do you want to take these two people?" (to be continued......)