Chapter 1 Zheng Fan

Zheng Fan stood up from the ground. Actually, for the past few days, he had been fortunate enough to ride in the same carriage and eat at the same table as the Marquis of Jingnan. He had thought it was a tactic used by the Marquis to win people's hearts. Those in high positions loved to use such tricks, moving you to tears and then making you willingly die for them.

But now it seemed he was wrong. The Marquis of Jingnan had specifically brought him to the capital not to make him do anything. He didn't have to do anything because what the Marquis of Jingnan wanted was him as a person.

And he, as a person, was the… opportunity for the Marquis of Jingnan to make a move.

Was it to buy military hearts? Was it to strengthen his control over the Jingnan Army? Was it to show off his position and strength to the Yan Kingdom? Or was it for something else?

Zheng Fan couldn't guess. All he could do now was get back on his horse, filled with confusion, and follow behind the golden armor of the Pixiu beast.

Perhaps it was the vast difference between the education and cultural thinking of later generations and the ancients, or perhaps it was because he had been with Blindman and the others for too long. At this moment, the Marquis of Jingnan was clearly saying he was going to help him get revenge, but Zheng Fan really didn't feel much gratitude or trepidation.

A belief had already taken root deep in Zheng Fan's heart, and it had been repeatedly verified by what he had seen and heard since he woke up in this world: those who play politics are all dirty!

The Pixiu beast walked in front, flanked by knights. This was the capital, not Nanwang City, nor any other city in the Yan Kingdom. But the Marquis of Jingnan still led his troops in this way.

The common people stood on both sides of the street, watching everything with some trepidation.

They certainly had reason to be curious, because even the Northern Marquis hadn't made such a grand display when he entered the capital.

The capital was different from other places. Any unusual behavior here would be magnified infinitely.

Perhaps the common people were just watching the excitement, something to talk about with their families or neighbors later. But for those involved in the situation, the Marquis of Jingnan's actions had quickly been given deeper meanings.

Was the Tian family putting on a show of force? Was the Marquis of Jingnan paving the way for his own enfeoffment as a king?

The Marquis of Jingnan had been enfeoffed shortly after the current Emperor ascended the throne, and he had been in charge of the Jingnan Army for ten years. Ten years was enough time for the Marquis of Jingnan to deepen his influence within the Jingnan Army.

At a time when the imperial court and the Zhenbei Army were at odds, the Marquis of Jingnan's position seemed extremely critical and sensitive.

Nearby, countless eyes were watching this place, and information began to be transmitted back through various means. The entire capital was like a spider web, and the Marquis of Jingnan was walking on it with abandon.

Fortunately, Zheng Fan had one advantage, which was his strong adaptability. According to Blindman Bei, it was developed from drawing perverted comics in his room in his previous life.

So he was going to get revenge. He couldn't change whatever was being done with him, so he might as well enjoy it.

Be happy, smile a little. This is going to get revenge, not attend a funeral, so let’s make it festive!

Zheng Fan told himself this in his heart.

Then,

He took a deep breath,

And straightened his back.

The speed of the procession was not actually fast, but in a densely populated place like the capital, it was already considered quite fast.

The yamen runners in the capital had been dispatched and caught up with the Jingnan Army, but they were only responsible for maintaining order on the streets. They didn't dare to stop the Jingnan Army or even dare to ask where they were going.

Messages were being sent back, including the conversation between the Marquis of Jingnan and Zheng Fan in front of the roast duck restaurant.

Many spies and informants received new instructions to determine where the Marquis of Jingnan was going!

The name "Zheng Fan" was not unfamiliar to the important figures in the capital.

There were quite a few units in the Yan army that used barbarians, but Zheng Fan was the only one who used barbarians to break through the mountain gate of the Huaiya Academy.

Zheng Fan's move was equivalent to slapping the faces of all the scholars in Dayan and then stepping on them again.

Therefore, according to the direction of the Jingnan Army, the first guess appeared. If they continued forward along this street and turned left into a district, they would reach the Prime Minister's residence.

Was the target the Prime Minister's residence?

The various parties showed surprise when they received the news from their informants.

But it did make sense, because the current Prime Minister Zhao Jiulang came from Huaiya Academy, and the academy even had his inscription. It was plausible that Zheng Fan had led his troops to break through the academy and slap his face, so he could arrange for a border army guard to die in this way.

Could it be that the Marquis of Jingnan was actually going to the Prime Minister's residence to avenge a small guard under his command?

Because the Yan Kingdom was not a centralized state, the Prime Minister's power was not as great as that of the Qian Kingdom next door. The Prime Minister of the Qian Kingdom could coerce the Qian Emperor and lead the trend of literati. The title "Xianggong" was sometimes even louder than "Guanjia" (Emperor).

But no matter what, the Prime Minister was a face of the Yan Kingdom's court. If the Marquis of Jingnan really led his troops to break through the Prime Minister's gate today, it would be equivalent to completely tearing his face with the Yan Kingdom's court and breaking the game rules that everyone had tacitly agreed upon hundreds of years ago.

Some were worried about this, some were gloating,

And some giants with more far-reaching vision smiled "hehe" at this, but remained silent when their subordinates asked.

Because they didn't think Tian Wujing would go to the Prime Minister's residence to make trouble. It wasn't that Tian Wujing didn't dare to. To be honest, Tian Wujing's "enfeoffment as a king" was almost within reach. He held real military power in his hands, and he also had the Empress behind him;

So what if he was a little arrogant as a relative of the Emperor?

So what if he was a little domineering as a warlord?

What these real giants didn't believe was that Zhao Jiulang, as the Prime Minister personally promoted by His Majesty, would be so petty as to seek revenge immediately.

As expected, soon, the front-line informants reported that the Jingnan Army did not turn to the Prime Minister's residence, but went straight ahead.

Continuing straight ahead would lead to the east of the city.

But the east of the city was not a place for dignitaries to live in, because after several expansions of the Yan Kingdom's imperial palace and capital, the original pattern of the imperial palace being located in the center of the capital was no longer the case. The previous Yan Emperor also loved to enjoy himself, not only forcing the people of the Qian Kingdom to come to the Yan Kingdom to help him build a Western Garden, but also forcibly expanding the east side of the imperial palace to expand the Ancestral Temple. At its peak, thousands of clergy lived there, and incense filled the air every day.

At that time, even the aristocratic families couldn't stand this previous Emperor.

The aristocratic families didn't want the Yan Kingdom to have a overlord, because the overlord would definitely want to expand outward, and at the same time, he would definitely want to centralize power internally.

But the aristocratic families didn't want the Yan Emperor to be a waste who was just messing around, because that might lead everyone to ruin!

Fortunately, although it was extremely difficult for the Yan Kingdom to establish and protect the country, fighting with the desert barbarians for hundreds of years on one side and wrestling with the eastern countries time and time again on the other side,

Heaven was still kind to the Ji surname imperial family of the Yan Kingdom. It's not that there hadn't been昏聩 emperors who didn't think about making progress, but they didn't live long.

The previous Emperor indulged in enjoyment and 作妖 for not many years before he died. This was much better than the Qian, Jin, and Chu Kingdoms next door. No matter whether they produced alchemists emperors, calligraphy emperors, or hedonistic emperors, in short, as long as they produced emperors who didn't look like emperors, they all lived very long lives!

After the current Yan Emperor succeeded to the throne, he really didn't like enjoyment, which was the opposite of his father. He basically hadn't lived in that Western Garden. After the Marquis of Zhenbei returned to the capital, he was arranged to live there.

And the Ancestral Temple during the reign of the previous Emperor, all the thousands of clergy in it were raided and sent to the frontier to do hard labor to atone for their sins. Ji Runhao told those who wanted to use 神棍 ways to confuse and please the Emperor with practical actions that no matter how happy they jumped now, they would definitely be put on the list in the future.

In addition to retaining a part of the main body to continue to function as an Ancestral Temple, the rest of the Ancestral Temple was converted into office space for various departments of the imperial court.

But the only place that could go straight to the east of the city along this road and have a separate gate was the residence of the current princes!

The Ji surname imperial family had only had a more comfortable life in the past sixty years. In the past, the imperial family had to take the lead and set an example. Several Yan Emperors had died in battle, not to mention the rest of the imperial family.

Everyone died in battle, so there was no burden of providing for them. But in the past hundred years, the country had begun to be peaceful, and the imperial family had begun to branch out. Once the population increased, problems began to appear.

Therefore, after Ji Runhao succeeded to the throne, he simply ordered all his adult princes to live in the prince's residences converted from a part of the Ancestral Temple. He did not give them separate residences. After the princes got married, they would be sent out.

This was equivalent to establishing rules for future generations, starting with his own sons, reducing the imperial family's expenses.

Therefore, except for the seventh prince, who was a minor, the residences of the other six princes were actually in the same place, a bit like townhouses in a community, a replica of the Age Suo in the Qing Dynasty in that world.

Sure enough,

The Jingnan Army,

Arrived at the gate of the prince's residence, and the Pixiu beast under the Marquis of Jingnan also stopped.

The surrounding Jingnan Army knights began to spread out, preparing for an assault.

The surrounding informants were stunned. This was even more shocking than going to break through the Prime Minister's residence. Was the Marquis of Jingnan going to seek revenge from the prince?

In an instant, this explosive news was quickly transmitted. After receiving this news, even the giants who had been confident and in control of the situation could no longer sit still.

What exactly did Tian Wujing want to do!

If you go to the Prime Minister to make trouble, it's just slapping the court's face;

If you go to the prince to make trouble, it's directly slapping His Majesty's face!

The giants knew how much anger this Majesty had been provoked by them. Was Tian Wujing going to add fuel to the fire?

Zheng Fan was also a little dazed. Actually, when he was analyzing with Blindman in Cui Willow Fort, he had mentioned whether the person who attacked him might be a prince, because since ancient times, seizing the heir was the most cruel thing.

He had accepted the sixth prince's funding, so he was already on the sixth prince's chariot.

But when he and Blindman talked about this possibility, they were not sure, and they always felt that it was unlikely, because the sixth prince was already so "useless", so the other princes who were determined to seize the heir shouldn't be so sensitive, right?

But the facts were in front of him. Without considering the premise that the Marquis of Jingnan was using him as an excuse to deliberately expand the scope of the attack, then the one who attacked him and arranged the assassination at the post station was likely to be a prince living here.

At the gate of the prince's residence, hundreds of imperial guards had set up a defensive formation and confronted the Jingnan Army. They were responsible for the defense work here. If the Marquis of Jingnan came alone, they would naturally not stop him, and they would immediately help him report. But this formation of directly bringing over a thousand knights was not like an uncle visiting his nephew.

The Marquis of Jingnan sat upright on the Pixiu beast, and waved his arm forward.

The next moment,

A group of knights drew their bows and nocked arrows, and the knights on both sides were already gathering momentum, waiting to launch an assault after the rain of arrows.

This scene made the imperial guards, who were outnumbered and in a disadvantageous position, a little flustered, because they had not received orders on whether to block them head-on.

But the Jingnan Army was about to attack!

Just then,

The gate of the mansion was opened from the inside.

A middle-aged eunuch in eunuch's clothes with a fair complexion walked out and first ordered:

"His Highness the Second Prince has ordered that the Marquis of Jingnan is my uncle, and you are not allowed to stop him."

The Second Prince also had the imperial order to lead the imperial guards in the capital, so he was qualified to order the imperial guards.

After hearing this order, all the imperial guards at the gate breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and then immediately stepped aside. The following matters were not their concern.

After the middle-aged eunuch gave the order, he immediately trotted down the steps, knelt down to the Marquis of Jingnan in front of him, and kowtowed:

"Li Yinglian, the attendant of His Highness the Second Prince, pays respects to the Marquis of Jingnan. Marquis, His Highness the Second Prince heard that you have returned to the capital and is overjoyed. He is waiting for you in the mansion."

The Marquis of Jingnan looked at Li Yinglian kneeling in front of him and smiled slightly.

He said:

"It seems that Ji Chenglang has entered the East Palace and has been conferred the title of Crown Prince. This Marquis will go to the Ministry of Rites to ask why this major event was not sent to my Jingnan Marquis Mansion, so that this Marquis has only just received the news."

"Oh, dear, dear, dear." Li Yinglian immediately pressed his forehead to the ground and shouted in panic: "Lord, be careful, Lord, be careful! His Highness the Second Prince has never had such thoughts, and His Highness has never coveted the throne. His Highness is purely kind and only wants to serve His Majesty and the Empress. Please be careful, Lord!"

Not to mention that His Highness the Second Prince had not yet entered the East Palace, even if he was already the Crown Prince of the East Palace, he would not dare to express his thoughts like this.

Li Yinglian was very surprised in his heart. He knew that the Marquis in front of him was his Second Prince's uncle, but why did he say such things when he knew that there were so many eyes staring here?

Since ancient times, when princes seized the throne, they could not afford to make even the slightest mistake.

"Oh? He hasn't entered the East Palace yet?"

The Marquis of Jingnan nodded as if he suddenly realized something.

Immediately,

His gaze sank,

And his tone changed,

And said:

"Since he hasn't entered the East Palace and hasn't achieved the position of heir, my uncle has come in person, and he dares to ask you, a eunuch, to greet me.

Is he already looking down on this Marquis as an uncle?"

In terms of 法理, the Crown Prince is the first person under the Emperor. Everyone is a subject of the Emperor, and therefore a subject of the Crown Prince.

But princes are not included, so the Marquis of Jingnan is not putting on airs, but he has the confidence and the reason to do so.

This kind of direct questioning without giving face is really shocking.

"Lord, Lord..." Li Yinglian's heart almost jumped out, and he immediately said, "Lord, you have wronged His Highness the Second Prince. His Highness is feeling cold. When he heard that you were here, he originally planned to come out to greet you, but this servant was afraid that the cold would get worse, so he stopped His Highness. All of this was done by this servant without authorization and has nothing to do with His Highness, Lord."

"Humph."

The Marquis of Jingnan raised the whip in his hand and pointed at Li Yinglian,

And shouted directly:

"Let Ji Chenglang roll out and greet this Marquis!"

"Yes, yes, yes, this servant will go right away, right away."

Li Yinglian immediately scrambled back to the mansion.

Zheng Fan, who was beside the Marquis of Jingnan, was a little excited by this scene.

Some people may develop their own ambitions after their status has increased, along with the growth of power.

For example, Dong Zhuo. Before entering Luoyang, he was a resounding 大汉 loyal minister.

But in Zheng Fan's case, with the seven demon kings by his side, plus Zheng Fan's own modern thinking and personality, he didn't need to be slowly influenced by the environment, because he was originally from the root… black.

Thinking of the scene of his assassination, and then looking at the scene of the Marquis of Jingnan directly asking the prince to roll out and greet him, Zheng Fan had to sigh that power is really a good thing. Without a gun, this waist can't be straightened.

Not to mention anything else, just say that if the Marquis of Jingnan, this uncle, didn't have real power under his command and was just a relative of the imperial family who was eating and drinking, would he dare to put on such airs in front of his own nephew?

He might have to nod and bow and please him, and send his wife to the palace every now and then to have a chat with the Empress.

Zheng Fan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Looking up at the prince's mansion in front of him again, he suddenly felt a little empathy with that description in "My First Half of Life". He didn't remember it very clearly, but it seemed that Puyi drove his beloved scooter to outside the Forbidden City,

Then,

Zheng Fan's mood at this time should be the same as Puyi's at that time:

Mine, mine, mine, all mine!

The wait did not last long.

Soon,

A man who still looked young walked out quickly from inside, with Li Yinglian following behind him.

This should be the Second Prince, the Second Brother of the Sixth Prince, and also the Crown Prince candidate that the court and the public know.

As soon as the Second Prince got off the steps, he directly held his hands up to the Marquis of Jingnan, who was sitting upright on the Pixiu beast, and saluted, while saying:

"This nephew respectfully welcomes Uncle back to the capital!"

There was no explanation, as if the previous questioning and embarrassment had all passed.

Even Zheng Fan, this third party, felt a little admiration for this Second Prince when he saw this response from the side.

This Ji Runhao can really have children. Every son is not a simple person.

The Marquis of Jingnan got off his horse,

Without helping the Second Prince, who was bowing, he walked straight into the prince's mansion. Zheng Fan and his hundred guards also followed the Marquis into the mansion.

The remaining Jingnan Army outside remained outside.

After a group of people entered one after another, the Second Prince straightened up and looked at Li Yinglian, whose eyes flickered a little.

…………

The layout of the prince's mansion was really different from the townhouses Zheng Fan had imagined. The outside was a large courtyard with a large gate, and the inside was a separate small courtyard belonging to each individual, with several entrances and exits.

In fact, here, there would be palace servants specially responsible for sending breakfast, lunch, and dinner, but it was obvious that there should not be many princes who would eat here.

Because the Sixth Prince said that among the six princes living here, only he sent people to collect meals every day, and he also said that he was abiding by the rules.

But in Zheng Fan's opinion, this guy runs a restaurant himself. There are several branches of Quan De Lou Roast Duck Restaurant in the capital, and also in several counties outside the capital. He actually eats public meals for three meals a day, which is really shameless.

The Second Prince's inner residence had the best location among many inner residences, in the center, facing the gate of the prince's mansion.

The inner residence of his eldest brother was on his left, and the inner residence on the right was empty.

However, because the Eldest Prince wanted to lead the Tiancheng County Army, he basically did not live here, but lived in the camp.

After the Marquis of Jingnan came in, he sat down directly in a pavilion, and maids immediately brought tea and pastries. These maids were all trembling when they came over. There was no way, so many strange armored soldiers stood on the side, and anyone would be frightened.

Zheng Fan continued to stand in his dog-leg position, standing behind the Marquis of Jingnan.

Here, there was no place for him to sit down and drink tea.

The Second Prince walked over quickly and ordered Li Yinglian:

"Quickly bring the Wuchuan Peach Blossom Wine that others sent me to Uncle to try."

The Marquis of Jingnan waved his hand and said:

"No need, I just drank it at Little Liu's place."

"Is that so, hehe."

At this moment, a man in a scholar's robe walked in from outside the pavilion. This man walked lightly and had a dignified appearance. Under the衬托 of this white robe, from a distance, it really gave Zheng Fan the feeling of watching Huo Jianhua in an ancient costume drama.

After the man walked into the pavilion, the Second Prince first stood up and saluted him,

"Sir."

The other party also returned the礼 immediately, "Your Highness."

The Yan Kingdom has rules that each prince will be assigned a eunuch from the palace as his attendant after he reaches adulthood, and will also be assigned a teacher to teach his homework.

Just like the Sixth Prince has Grandpa Zhang and Chen Guangting by his side, but this kind of dispatch is also particular. Why do Chen Guangting and Grandpa Zhang have a feeling of惺惺相惜 base friends? Because everyone is a frustrated person on their own path, they will be assigned to idle princes.

And the attendants and teachers of those princes who have the opportunity to enter the East Palace and ascend to the throne in the future are likely to follow a掌司礼监 and a位极人臣 to become宰辅.

"I, Qi Simiao, pay respects to Marquis Jingnan."

Qi Simiao saluted Marquis Jingnan.

"Kneel."

Marquis Jingnan said.

Qi Simiao was stunned for a moment, and the Second Prince was also stunned for a moment. Li Yinglian on the side was stunned on the surface, but secretly gloated in his heart.

Qi Simiao's face was red and white, but he did not kneel.

In recent years, the Yan people's civil servants have gradually been influenced by the customs of the Qian Kingdom. This is a matter of course, everyone wants to live a good life, because the Qian Kingdom is simply a paradise for civil servants, so they must learn from them. If the Qian Kingdom kills civil servants at every turn, they will definitely not learn from them.

"Rank."

"Responding to the Lord, this subject is a正 five品."

"Title."

"Responding to the Lord, this subject has no title."

"Kneel."

Qi Simiao took a deep breath, but he still didn't want to kneel.

The Second Prince opened his mouth to say something. His master has a literary name in the Yan Kingdom. He is the little junior brother of the current Prime Minister. His articles and poems can lead the Yan Kingdom's trend, and people are naturally extremely aloof.

Just then,

Zheng Fan sighed in his heart,

Following the leader, you have to understand that the leader's finger is to light a cigarette, you have to understand that the leader is moving his butt and needs Vaseline, and you have to understand that the leader is going to book a room and bring Du Lei or Jissbon.

Forget it, forget it, anyway, I have already broken through the academy, and I don't care about adding another hatred in front of the Yan Kingdom's literati.

Zheng Fan stepped out and kicked Qi Simiao's knee.

"Thump!"

Qi Simiao knelt down immediately,

Then he looked up and glared at Zheng Fan.

The Second Prince, who was standing on the side, swallowed back what he was about to say just now.

Marquis Jingnan reached out and grabbed a piece of pastry, put it to his mouth and took a bite, chewing slowly.

The air in the pavilion was particularly凝滞 for a while.

Marquis Jingnan unhurriedly finished eating the pastry in his hand, then reached out and took a handkerchief from the maid beside him and wiped his hands,

And then said:

"Who did you listen to and arrange the matter at the post station outside Yincheng?"

Qi Simiao's eyes widened immediately when he heard the words.

The Second Prince beside him knelt down immediately and said:

"Uncle, Uncle, it wasn't done by this nephew, it really wasn't done by this nephew!"

The Second Prince knelt down, and Li Yinglian also knelt down immediately. The masters knelt down, and all the maids and eunuchs on the side immediately knelt down in panic.

The assassination outside Yincheng involved Xu Wenzu, the newly appointed general in Nawangcheng, and also involved the Jingnan Army's rear camp, and there were also Jin Kingdom assassins involved, which led to a series of waves in the Marquis of Jingnan's desire to become a king.

It can be said that none of the superiors in the capital did not know about this matter.

Qi Simiao, who was kneeling on the ground, looked up at Marquis Jingnan with a red face,

And said:

"What does Lord Marquis mean by this!"

Marquis Jingnan said very calmly:

"Asking you a question."

"Lord Marquis, this subject doesn't know about these things, and this subject doesn't understand them either. Lord Marquis insists that this matter was done by this subject, and this subject does not accept it."

"Tian Youming调's Jingnan Army rear camp soldiers, Sun Wenxu, the garrison captain of Yincheng North City, was Lord Marquis's former guard, Ji Chenglang is Lord Marquis's nephew, of course someone planned this matter in his name."

"Then what does that have to do with this subject? Lord Marquis, you are trying to impose a crime on this subject!"

"No, Lord Marquis is not planning to use any words. Lord Marquis said you did it, so you did it."

Zheng Fan, who was standing on the side, also quietly turned his gaze to the Second Prince kneeling on the side. Damn it, is the future储君 going to kill me?

"Hehehe…………" Qi Simiao suddenly laughed and said immediately: "Since Lord Marquis wants to judge the crime like this, then this subject will accept it.

This subject has only one request, this crime, this subject will bear it alone, it has nothing to do with others and the Second Highness!"

Hearing these words, the Second Prince was stunned for a moment, and then said immediately:

"Uncle, I really don't know, I don't know about this matter."

Zheng Fan also tasted the meaning, this is a gesture of 含屈 confessing his guilt, but the last sentence is not wanting to take responsibility alone, this is clearly telling the world that I bear this crime, but it has nothing to do with my master, with the Second Prince, absolutely nothing!

The Second Prince is not stupid, he immediately heard the meaning in it. He knows that Marquis Jingnan would not come to him to take people as soon as he entered the city unless he had absolute certainty that he had found out the truth. Qi Simiao probably really did these things, but he really didn't know anything.

"Are you very wronged?"

Marquis Jingnan asked.

"Bullying people by force, an unjust crime is imposed, Lord Marquis, do you need to be so domineering, and this subject is not even worthy of being wronged?"

Marquis Jingnan nodded,

And said:

"Chenglang, Uncle asks you, what does my Dayan use to establish the country?"

The Second Prince immediately replied:

"Uncle, my Dayan establishes the country by military force."

If it was in the Qian Kingdom, the answer to this question would definitely be "people-oriented" and so on, and finally involve Wen治, and then extend to the civil servants and士大夫.

In the Chu Kingdom, the answer to this question would be to talk about the origin of the Chu Kingdom's imperial family, talk about what myths and legends, and how the mothers of the Chu Kingdom's imperial family generation after generation suddenly became pregnant after drinking water by the river and sleeping at home, which shows that the Great Chu is destined by heaven.

But in the Yan Kingdom, establishing the country by military force is the standard answer.

Without martial arts, without the Dayan heroes fighting in the desert for hundreds of years, without the first Marquis of Zhenbei destroying 500,000 troops of the Qian Kingdom in one battle, this Dayan would have ceased to exist long ago.

"What is a warrior?"

"Responding to Uncle, a warrior is a soldier."

"How you intrigue and fight behind your backs, how you fight for power and profit behind your backs, this is human nature, the Qian Kingdom has it, the Jin Kingdom has it, the Chu Kingdom has it, and even the desert barbarians have it;

But you fight for yours, and you compete for yours, but now you dare to use the lives of the border soldiers for your own personal gain.

This is defeating the foundation of my Dayan!"

Marquis Jingnan stood up abruptly,

Qi Simiao's body began to tremble.

"Uncle, it really has nothing to do with this nephew, it really has nothing to do with this nephew."

The Second Prince's voice was crying.

If it was an ordinary conspiracy, even if a guard of a border fortress died, then he would have died.

But this matter has been捅 open to the bright side by Marquis Jingnan, and even through today's actions of Marquis Jingnan, it will definitely spread throughout the world.

Which prince is tainted with this matter is destined to have no缘 with the throne!

Dayan established the country with military force, how dare the army below rest assured and let a prince who had plotted to阴 die innocent officers succeed to the throne and become their emperor?

Once this crime is determined, even if the Yan Emperor overrules all the opinions and insists on passing the throne to you, he will not be able to pass it on.

Marquis Jingnan walked to Qi Simiao,

And said:

"This Marquis will ask again, do you know your crime?"

Qi Simiao closed his eyes, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth,

And said;

"This subject knows his crime."

The Second Prince on the side couldn't wait to reach out and grab his master's neck to ask what he was thinking in his head!

And at this time,

The next sentence of Marquis Jingnan,

But made Qi Simiao suddenly open his eyes and reveal a look of horror:

"Which one is the third's house?"