All the ancestors in the capital begged me to be a substitute

Chapter 116 Duke Wei, What Are You Guilty About?

The shadow of King An's soul on the white cloth seemed to be really amused by Zhao Dong, and it moved as the candle flickered.

"Yes, Duke Wei likes to tease me the most."

The young man seemed to be remembering, and sighed softly, "Remember, you always liked to take me out to play, teach me how to archery and hunt, take me to fly kites, and you were still lying on the ground, letting me ride like a horse... At that time, this king envied the Zhao Family Dalang to have a father like you, and also regarded you as the closest elder..."

Hearing what he said, the emperor's eyes trembled slightly, and he looked at Zhao Dong.

Zhao Dong relaxed a little. When he first saw An Wang's soul, he felt guilty and almost lost his sense of control.

But now, when I heard King An mention the past, I thought again that in front of King An, he tried his best to please him, and he couldn't find any mistakes. King An might not be able to detect what he did.

Zhao Dong acted as if he was touched, and his voice choked with emotion, "I didn't expect that Your Highness still remembers this."

"Of course I remember, how can I forget this king." The young man sighed, "After my death, I stayed in this attic for two full years, and I couldn't go anywhere. I can only rely on recalling the time before my death for comfort."

Zhao Dong heard the words "can't go anywhere", and thought of the "requiem formation" and the "life sacrifice formation eyes", his eyelids twitched.

Afraid that he would say something more, he hurriedly coaxed: "If Your Highness doesn't dislike it, from tomorrow onwards, I will come to the attic to accompany Your Highness every day like before. Doesn't Your Highness like the fire tricks of the juggling class the most? Your Highness Let someone come tomorrow and do tricks for His Highness every day, okay?"

"By the way, there is also the almond cake from Heming Tower, which His Highness loves most. I will bring it to you tomorrow."

The more Zhao Dong said, the smoother he said, these were all the methods he used to coax King An during his lifetime, and now he can use them easily, which shows how much effort he put in at the beginning, "...the tofu nao at the entrance of Tianshui Lane is also the favorite of His Highness, next time Guan Ming'er also asked someone to buy it early in the morning and enshrine it to you..."

Concubine Zhao wiped her tears while listening, and couldn't help asking for credit for Duke Wei in front of the emperor, "No wonder Jiulang is so happy every time he comes back from Duke Wei's mansion, so he is so close to Dong'er."

The eldest princess knew that Zhao Dong was really good to King An, so there was nothing to criticize on this point, so she pursed her lips and remained silent.

The emperor was listening, only feeling stuffy and sore in his heart.

I am busy with government affairs all day long, so I really don't care much about this youngest son.When I saw him on weekdays, I would only ask him how many words he had learned and how his studies were progressing. Later, he wished he could read every day and night.

As for what he likes to do, what he likes to do, what he likes to eat most, he doesn't know anything, let alone care.

In terms of being a father, the emperor now recalled that he was not even as good as Wei Guogong.

"Duke Wei, you are really kind to me."

At this moment, the shadow of the young man on the screen also sincerely praised Wei Guogong, with a bit of sigh and regret in his voice, "After two years, you still remember the preferences of this king. If the father was like you back then Same, how good it would be..."

The emperor had mixed feelings in his heart.

Zhao Dong's heart skipped a beat.

He didn't forget that the emperor was right behind him.

"Your Highness is ridiculously praised." He hurried to make amends, and said sincerely: "At the beginning, the emperor first ascended the great treasure, and there were internal and external troubles in the court, and a lot of waste was waiting to be done. Those ministers were all very tricky. If you spend more time with His Highness, you will be powerless."

"I don't have a lot of wealth. As a courtier of the emperor, being able to accompany the emperor to relieve his boredom can be regarded as a share of the emperor's worries. These are what a subordinate official should do. In fact, the emperor cares about his highness very much and misses him very much..."

These words touched the emperor's heart, which made the emperor's expression slightly pale.

"Father really misses me?" When mentioning the emperor, the young man's voice suddenly became clear, as if full of hope, but soon became low again.

The tone was self-deprecating: "No, my father won't. Have you forgotten, Duke Wei? You once told me that my father hated my mother and concubine's family, and my father was so jealous. blood, and a useless person, how could my father miss me..."

The emperor frowned suddenly.

He was also surprised when the evidence of collaborating with the enemy and treason was found from the Liang family back then, but it didn't reach the point of "hate".

How could Duke Wei say that to Jiulang?

"No, no, no." Zhao Dong broke into a cold sweat, "Your Highness, the Liang family is the Liang family, and you are you. Even if the emperor doesn't like the Liang family, he won't blame you..."

This is the default, what he said about the Liang family in front of King An.

The youth's soul shadow let out a "huh", "That's not what you said at the time. You said that the father was indifferent and harsh to the king, probably because he hated the Liang family. You also asked Zhang Xianchang to recruit the mother for the king. Concubine's soul..."

"Your Highness!" Zhao Dong's heart was in his throat in an instant, and he hurriedly interrupted King An's words, "Your Highness, I made a mistake. When did the lower official say such things to you? No, absolutely not!"

The eldest princess beside her had her phoenix eyes slightly stern.

She knew Zhao Dong best, and instantly heard the mystery.

"Duke Wei, what are you guilty of?" The eldest princess suddenly said, and said to the dead soul on the screen: "Jiulang continued to say, your mother and concubine have been dead for more than ten years, what did he ask Zhang Xianchang to do?"

Zhao Dong knew that if the young man was allowed to continue talking, his secrets would be exposed, so he couldn't help but grow evil, he held the dagger tightly in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I never let Zhang Xianchang recruit the soul of Concubine Lian, you evil ghost, Talking nonsense like this, deliberately provoking, you must not be the real His Royal Highness King An, say, who are you!"

The surroundings fell into a strange silence for an instant.

"Duke Wei clearly recognized me just now, why did he suddenly turn his face at this moment and become angry from embarrassment?"

Under the flickering candlelight, the boy's soul shadow on the screen swayed, as if he couldn't believe it, "Could it be that the soul of the concubine concubine Zhang Xianchang recruited two years ago was fake?"

"What's true or false? I don't understand what you're talking about!" Zhao Dong stood up, and because he was concerned about the presence of the emperor, he threatened: "You lonely ghost is so cunning, how dare you pretend to be His Highness Prince An, you know what you are doing. Leave quickly, or I will be rude to you!"

Seeing Zhao Dong's reaction, the eldest princess narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, "Jiulang, tell aunt that you chose to take your life, but it was related to the soul of your mother and concubine?"

As soon as these words came out, the emperor's face changed slightly, and his majestic and solemn eyes fell on Zhao Dong in an instant.

The youth's soul shadow seemed to be frightened by Zhao Dong, and it was swaying in shadows.

With a trembling voice, he said quickly: "They recruited the soul of the concubine mother. The concubine mother told me that the Liang family has committed a lot of crimes. The souls of the dead are tortured in hell, and they can't rest every day. They want me to die..."

However, before he finished speaking, he heard the young man let out a scream of "ah".

Everyone stared and saw that Zhao Dong was holding a short sword and stabbing the soul figure through the white cloth screen!

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