Lonely non-good minister

"Don't worry, Princess, nothing will go wrong." Xu Yingrong vowed. Lin's mental state was already erratic, no different from that of a madman. It was very easy to control her.

Mu Wantang did not respond and asked the maid to take Xu Yingrong down first, while he rushed back to the Mingtang to continue the ceremony.

In the palace, Song Yuan also arrived at the Taihua Palace. She stood calmly in front of Emperor Hongming and waited for him to attack. This behavior made Emperor Hongming feel more guilty.

"I have taught you loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness since childhood, but I don't want to raise you to be unfaithful, filial, benevolent and unjust. Relying on your political achievements, you dare to dream of things that do not belong to you." Emperor Hongming took the lead in attacking and opened his mouth to give Song Yuan was convicted.

Song Yuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Isn't it more honorable for me to rely on my own political achievements to climb up the ranks than for my father to climb up based on the achievements of others?"

"Presumptuous!" Emperor Hong Ming hated her even more: "What achievements do you have that are worthy of being compared with mine?"

"How is your credit for your ministers? Doesn't your father look at the Sikong Mansion's performance evaluation?" Song Yuan asked back, blocking Emperor Hong Ming's mouth and continued: "My eldest brother has been ill for so long, and my father hasn't had time to ask the imperial doctor what happened to him. How did you get sick? The Imperial Master can take care of my father’s health. My father never once asked me to ask the Imperial Master to treat my eldest brother.”

"How dare you question me when you commit a crime like this?" Emperor Hong Ming wanted to use his power to suppress others.

Song Yuan doesn't accept this trick at all. Emperor Hongming has no paternal authority. What should he be afraid of an old man over fifty years old?
"My eldest brother is the most respectful to my father. He is the most capable and has the best character among the brothers. If he ascends the throne, the Wei Dynasty will be able to unify the world by crossing the south. Why can't my father tolerate him? It's just because my eldest brother is too powerful that you can't Face?" Song Yuan was puzzled: "Father, have you ever thought that it is because my eldest brother is so good that you, a loser, can compete with the former prince in front of the late emperor? Father, you don't really think that the late emperor values ​​you. , the vacillation between you and the former prince is due to your own ability and that group of idle dignitaries, right?"

These words made Emperor Hong Ming even more angry. He was furious: "How outrageous, you actually talked to me like this."

"Why don't you dare? Could it be that my father thinks you can do anything to me?" Song Yuan smiled: "When my eldest brother was alive, maybe I was still afraid. Now that he is gone, my father thinks who can control me? Father, don’t be confused, I am your only support now."

The only reliance?
Emperor Hong Ming didn't understand what she meant. Song Yuan sat down on his own, not caring about Emperor Hong Ming at all, with an indifferent expression: "The second brother was injured by a wolf and may be carrying wolf poison. Only a few people know about this. How come it is spread?" Everyone knows about it? How come it spreads that the wolfsbane in his body will definitely take effect? ​​If my father didn't hand over the power of supervising the country and regent to my second brother, I really wouldn't let this happen Connected with the Father.”

Emperor Hongming looked flustered and immediately retorted: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"How long has your father been practicing the magic of longevity?" Song Yuan looked at him: "With so many children and grandchildren, even if each of them lends to the father for one or two years, it will be enough for the father to live a hundred years, right?"

Emperor Hong Ming's face turned pale. He looked at Song Yuan with wide eyes. He really didn't understand how she knew about this. Almost subconsciously, he suspected the palace servant who was serving him.

Song Yuan continued: "Brother has always been in good health, why did he suddenly become ill? Shouldn't this matter be investigated? The son-in-law suggested that it should be investigated carefully. It is best to let Huo Ying investigate in person. The prince of a country and the crown prince of Wei cannot die. It’s unclear.”

Emperor Hong Ming's lips trembled and he was filled with fear: "What do you know?" "I know everything my father wants people to know and what I don't want people to know. Do you know why?" Song Yuan's eyes were cold and he spoke like a show off: " Because I sent the Imperial Master to you, and the person whom Emperor Father favors is mine, are you surprised or surprised?"

Emperor Hongming felt as if he was struck by lightning: "It's impossible."

Song Yuancai didn't bother to explain to him, and continued: "Father, does he know that the sword you gave to your eldest brother was the culprit that killed him? He knew it but didn't say it, because he wanted to clear up the false father-son relationship between you. He left a trace of dignity behind, thinking about the overall situation until his death."

"Impossible!" Emperor Hong Ming stood up suddenly: "How can a mere sword kill someone?"

Song Yuan also stood up, his anger unbearable: "The thing is still in the East Palace and has not yet been buried in the mausoleum. My father thinks it is impossible, but do you dare to open the box and touch the thing?"

Emperor Hong Ming felt guilty. Since he knew that Song Chun died after touching that thing, how could he dare to touch it?
"Such a good sword. My father never opened it before giving it to someone. Do you think I would believe it if you said you didn't know that the thing inside could hurt people's lives?" Song Yuan asked, "You asked the Imperial Master to do it for you?" I am recuperating my body and still want to have children. Isn’t it because I feel that I can live a long life for a few more decades? Do you think that our brothers are an eyesore and an eyesore?

You acquiesced to the eldest brother to use Huo Ying's hand to thoroughly investigate the northwest, and brought down the fourth brother, sixth brother, seventh brother and eighth brother in one fell swoop. When the fifth brother relied on firearms to defeat the Huns, you were picky and sang that the fifth brother had a disobedient heart. When the elder brother was injured, the news that he was carrying wolfsbane was widely publicized. Several brothers were stumped, and almost everyone only suspected the elder brother.

And you, the emperor, you are greedy for beauty and trust the imperial master, and you have become a puppet in the eyes of others. Even the elder brother thinks so. But when the elder brother is sick, you don't act like an emperor who is being ignored. , you used all the methods you used to fight for savings on your own son, which is really unexpected.

You haven't done anything to me for so long. Do you think that with my mother and concubine as a hostage in the palace, I dare not have any second thoughts and can only be at your mercy?Do you think I don’t have military power in my hands, so I don’t have the ability to compete with you?You are already an emperor, why are you still so short-sighted, thinking that military generals are superior and that civil servants in the DPRK are not worth mentioning? "

Song Yuan didn't give him a chance to answer at all. Every question he asked was full of ridicule, poking at the place where Emperor Hong Ming felt most guilty. Emperor Hong Ming was so angry that he wanted to rush down and kill her with his sword.

While he was still looking for something handy, the great witch Zhiyan came in. Seeing him, Emperor Hong Ming instinctively relied on him, but he soon realized that they were in the same group. After getting the sword, he pointed it at the great witch Zhiyan.

"Are you from Song Yuan?"

The great witch Zhiyan turned to Song Yuan and answered him with practical actions: "What is Master Jiu's order?"

"The prince died of illness, and the emperor was extremely sad." Song Yuan looked at Emperor Hong Ming coldly: "As a son, since I can't share the pain of losing a son for the emperor, I can only devote myself to state affairs to share the emperor's worries. The emperor's body has always been cared for by the imperial master. Now we can only leave it to the national master for conditioning."

The great witch Zhiyan nodded slightly: "I understand."