The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 926

Xu Shi, three quarters.

A lamp like a bean.

"Your Highness, the old prince said..."

Shen Chong glanced at the prince's expression and said bravely: "The person in the portrait looks... somewhat like a useless prince."

How could he be the deposed prince?
Zhao Yishi stood up and said with a strong voice: "His eyesight is dim and he is confused. Could it be that he saw it wrong?"

Shen Chong's Adam's apple slid a few times and said with difficulty:
"The old prince looked at her for a long time and said that they looked very similar. He was afraid that His Majesty would notice it, so he invited her to the palace, spoke to her alone, and warned her that the temple was high, there were evil winds, and the rivers and lakes were far away. There is a destiny.”

Every word fell in Zhao Yishi's ears like thunder, and Zhao Yishi's face changed greatly in shock.

"You mean...the deposed prince really has any descendants alive?"

Shen Chong thought about it in his mind, "Your Highness, this must be absolutely true."

Zhao Yishi fell down in the Grand Master's chair. After a long while, he pointed tremblingly in the direction of the capital and murmured:
"I...I...have not wronged the Zheng family, nor have they wronged Zheng Yu. They harbor the orphan of the deposed prince, and they deserve death!"

Yes.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival in the seventh year of Yonghe, Zhao Yishi will never forget that day.

There was a family banquet held in the palace, and my father limped in, supported by the palace servants.

After saluting, the emperor looked at him coldly and continued talking to the royal family.

My father sat alone at the table, with no one talking to him.

The eyes of the royal family members are not blind.

The emperor hated the prince so much that he didn't even want to say a word. He just waited for the King of Han to return victorious so that he could have a legitimate reason to abandon the prince.

During the banquet, halfway through the singing and dancing, it was time for my father to take the lead in toasting to the emperor.

My father was fat and his legs were inconvenient. When he stood up, Guang Xiu swept the dishes on the table to the floor.

There was a plate with longans in it. The longans rolled and rolled to my father's feet, but he stepped on them...

The dignified prince fell to the ground in full view of everyone. There was laughter all around. The laughter was like a needle, piercing Zhao Yishi's ears.

My father is a prince, how dare they laugh at the current prince?
Like his father, he was on pins and needles during this reunion dinner.

After the banquet was over, he held the emperor's hand as usual and accompanied him to the palace. However, Zhao Yixian, the legitimate son of the King of Han, spoke before him.

"Grandfather, will I accompany you back today?"

The emperor looked at him, then at Zhao Yixian, and reached out to Zhao Yixian.

He looked at the backs of their grandfather and grandson, one tall and one short, and looked at the strange looks cast around them. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, his face turned pale, and the fingertips hidden in one sleeve were pinched into the palm of his hand.

Pain hit him, and he thought of what his mother would tell him every few days.

"Son, your father's position as prince is now tied to you. When you are by His Majesty's side, you must be obedient, have good looks, and be able to make His Majesty happy. If you fall out of favor, our Prince's Mansion will never be able to turn around again. .”

When the mother said this, there was both pride and melancholy on her face. She had fallen out of favor with her father for a long time, and her only hope was him, and he had always coaxed the emperor very well.

Just as the emperor's mouth will not be opened casually, the emperor's hand will not be stretched out casually.

Every word and action has deep meaning.

So, did he fall out of favor with his imperial grandfather?
After the family banquet, his father left the palace in a sedan chair. He followed behind, thinking deeply, and slowly widened the distance.

"After fighting for so long, the King of Han finally won the emperor's heart."

"It's not a pity for others, it's a pity for the emperor's grandson. When the King of Han ascends the throne, he is the first person who cannot be accommodated."

"Not just the emperor's grandson, I'm afraid the entire Duanmu Palace..." The two young chamberlains next to the palace lantern were talking in a low voice, their heads next to each other. When they looked up and saw him, they fell to their knees in fright.

He ignored it with a straight face, walked out of the palace gate and entered the carriage. His face fell as soon as the curtain fell.

The imperial grandfather once told him——

Born into a royal family, once you play the game of power, there is no chance of ending. Unless you fail or die, you have to keep playing. This is a road of no return and you cannot look back.

He didn't want to die, so he had to find another shortcut.

After thinking deeply for a night, he thought of a person - Xie Daozhi.

This man was a cabinet minister of the emperor and was considered to be in a high position, but every time he saw his father, he would bow respectfully.

No matter how well a person hides, his eyes can reveal something more or less. From Xie Daozhi's eyes, he could see the respect and awe for his father.

Three days later, in a secret room.

He lifted up his clothes and knelt in front of Xie Daozhi himself, begging him to save his father and the prince's palace.

Xie Daozhi was silent for a whole cup of tea, and finally nodded in agreement.

After a night of secret talks, we decided on a plan to start from the King of Han and the Zheng family.

Slowly, something strange about the twins in the Zheng family's Haitang Courtyard emerged in front of them.

At this point, he and Xie Daozhi had a disagreement. The disagreement was that there was no real evidence, it was all inference and speculation.

Xie Daozhi meant that he must have real evidence before he could secretly report the matter to the emperor.

He can't wait.

He had grown up with the emperor and was very aware of the power of catching wind and shadow. More importantly, the war in the north no longer allowed them to examine it in detail.

After three defeats, the King of Han was bound to put away his arrogance and hand over all military power to the veteran general.

The old general has been fighting on the battlefield all his life, how could he not be able to defeat a small Tatar, not to mention that there is a Zheng family army behind him.

After Xie Daozhi thought about it for three days, he finally agreed to report the matter to the emperor secretly.

But when he was young, he did not calm down and secretly sent someone to deliver the news of the Zheng family's massacre to the old general.

After Xie Daozhi learned about it, he only said one sentence to him for a long time: Your Highness, this country's surname is Zhao, and your surname is Zhao too.

Jiangshan is indeed surnamed Zhao, but if his father did not inherit it, does Jiangshan have anything to do with him?
He spread the news to Zheng Yu's ears in order to disturb the morale of the army and make Zheng Yu lose the battle to ensure that nothing went wrong.

That year, he had just turned 13 years old.

After that, Xie Daozhi looked at him with a bit of caution. He knew what Xie Daozhi was thinking: What a blessing or misfortune for his grandson to be so ruthless at such a young age?
So, he took advantage of a palace banquet to make friends with Pei Xiao, the eldest son of the Pei family, and then through this person, he established a relationship with the third master of the Xie family.

Everyone in the world has weaknesses, and Xie Daozhi's weakness is his third son.

He just wanted to tell Xie Daozhi——

I, Zhao Yishi, am indeed ruthless, but if you don't let me down, not only will I not let you down, I will repay you twice as much. If you help me seize power and ascend to the throne, I will give you the glory and wealth of the Xie family for two generations.

From then on, Xie Daozhi turned a blind eye to his relationship with Mr. Xie, but secretly and openly, Xie Daozhi spoke for his father.

When it came to matters related to the Zheng family, the two of them chose to keep silent because they felt guilty, but they never thought that the deposed prince really had an orphan living in the world.

The past is like the wind, gently blowing by.

Zhao Yishi slowly calmed down, looked up at Shen Chong in confusion, and suddenly asked:
"How could it be Yan Sanhe?"

(End of this chapter)