Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 775 Deposed (300 Monthly Ticket Plus Update)

"Come here, ask Uncle Dumb to come over." After a long time, Huan Zicheng finally called out, and reached out to touch a certain place on the bookshelf, and the hidden compartment immediately retracted to its original place.

He sat on the armchair with his robe lifted, his eyes fixed on the candlelight with an unpredictable expression.

The dumb slave came soon.

"Come closer." Huan Zicheng beckoned to him, and at the same time took out the folded rough cocoon paper from his sleeve, and handed it over: "There are some remaining medicinal powders here, show it to Ren Zong, and ask him Please look it up, old man, and then write me the compatibility of this medicine powder."

The piece of paper that Huan Zicheng took out was used by Qin Su to pack the medicine powder. After feeding Guo Yuanzhou the medicine, Huan Zicheng put it away conveniently.

The dumb slave bowed silently, took the paper sleeve, and Huan Zicheng took out the brocade bag from the sleeve, took out the forged letter from it, and handed it to the dumb slave: "This letter is delivered to Ning Zong, ask him to check the handwriting, as well as the paper and seal, and let me know the result immediately."

Speaking of this, he leaned back and said leisurely: "At today's banquet, I almost said that someone in the Yuqiong Palace set up a trick. If this letter falls into the hands of others, I, Huan, may be killed again." Through a storm."

The dumb slave's face suddenly changed.

He quickly opened the letter paper and glanced at it, and there was a strong worry on his face.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak, but he never opened his mouth in Huan's house, so he quickly closed his mouth again, stepped forward, picked up the writing brush on the case, and wrote it on a piece of white paper. He wrote a few words and handed them to Huan Zicheng to read.

Huan Zicheng glanced at it, then shook his head slightly: "I'm fine, I just took a kind of mystery medicine, and now the medicine will pass." He said with a blank face, and tapped his fingers on the table a few times. Then, he asked softly: "The long follower who follows father has a pair of inverted eyebrows, what's his name?"

Hearing this, the dumb slave frowned and thought for a while, then wrote a few more words on the paper.

Huan Zicheng looked down at the paper, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "So it's called Ah Ju." He didn't speak any more, only gestured to the dumb slave.

The dumb slave immediately bowed, and picked up a pen to scribble out A Ju's name.

Huan Zicheng's eyes landed on the paper, he frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "There is something strange in this situation. When the medicine took effect, the palace door was locked. At that time, I suddenly heard a woman singing, The singing voice is very strange, and the lyrics are also puzzling."

As he was talking, he wrote a few words on the white paper, which were the six characters "yellow duck feet, green shore mountains".

"You ask someone to look it up and see where the dialect is." He pushed the paper in front of the dumb slave.

The dumb slave put away the paper, still full of worry, but he looked at Huan Zicheng like an elder looking at his own child.

Huan Zicheng naturally sensed the worry in his eyes.

His complexion slowed down, and turned cold again: "I've already said what I should say. It's just this time, it's not an example."

He stared at the candlelight beside him indifferently, his cold eyes were like ice.

The dumb slave was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized.

In an instant, a terrifying murderous intent erupted from his body, like overwhelming mountains and seas, turning this quiet room into a sea of ​​blood and corpses, and his originally simple and honest eyes also shrank suddenly at this moment The pupils were opened, and deep in the dark pupils was bloodthirsty and cruelty.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, lazily pointed his hand to the southeast, then looked at Huan Zicheng again.

Although he didn't say a word, Huan Zicheng completely understood what he meant, so he nodded lightly: "Yes, Uncle Dumb guessed right."

The dumb slave nodded, the aura on his body suddenly dissipated, and the only pair of eyes were as black as a deep hole, looking towards the southeast corner.

That direction is exactly where Puyuan is.

Huan Zicheng still had no expression on his face, he only hooked his lips to the dumb slave: "Pour me a cup of tea."

The dumb slave stepped forward with a blank face, and poured a cup of tea for Huan Zicheng, and when he offered the tea cup, his expression suddenly became kind again.

He patted Huan Zicheng's shoulder lovingly, with a comforting smile on his face.

Huan Zicheng took the teacup, drank it all in one gulp, got up and said, "Bring cold water, I want to take a bath."

Fenqin's answer came from outside the door, and Huan Zicheng turned to the dumb slave again, waving the pink finger in front of him, and said in a very soft voice: "Look at the prison for me. Tell me again." Ren Zong, when the medicine is ready, it will be available."

He spoke vaguely, but the dumb slave nodded without hesitation.

Obviously, who Huan Zicheng was talking about and what he was referring to was clear in his heart.

Pausing for a while, Huan Zicheng dipped his pen into the ink again, wrote a few words on the paper, tore it off and handed it to the dumb slave: "Give it to the green ghost."

The dumb slave took it and still put it in his sleeves.

Huan Zicheng waved his hand at him, with a tired face on his face: "Go down."

The dumb slave crossed his hands to salute, and quickly retreated.

Huan Zicheng stood outside the shadow of the candle, and he was completely absorbed before he turned to Baoxia.

There is a special cleaning room in Baosha. In the room, there is a huge wooden basin filled with cold water, and clean cloth towels and clothes are hung on the wooden rack next to it.

It seemed that Fen Qin's movements were really fast, and everything was arranged in a short time.

Huan Zicheng looked around, a smile flashed across his cold eyes.

... Soaking in cold water for two hours is also good...

A weak voice suddenly flashed in my mind, as if it was close to my ear.

He curled his lips slightly again.

The night was dark, and the smile seemed weak and thin, as if it couldn't stand the strife of the night, and soon dissipated, nowhere to be found...

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Not long after the Dragon Boat Festival banquet, news spread in the imperial city:
The vacant position on the fourth prince was dismissed by Emperor Zhongyuan.

Not only that, Emperor Zhongyuan also issued a prohibition order, no longer allowing the fourth prince to go to Shoucheng Hall to discuss matters.

Three days later, the news was confirmed, and it was confirmed by the Fourth Prince himself.

The scene of him kneeling outside the Shoucheng Hall to plead guilty was seen by half of the people in the entire imperial city, and the rest of the people had heard about it even if they didn't see it.

The effect of his plea is not known to the public. People only know that within a few days after his plea, the third prince was suddenly summoned to the Shoucheng Hall by Emperor Zhongyuan. When he came out, he was no longer a pure three. Instead of being a prince, he suddenly became Doctor Guanglu.

The vacant position vacated by the fourth prince fell on him.

Based on this, the Fourth Prince's pleading may not have had any effect, and it is very likely that Emperor Zhongyuan was angered.It's just that others don't know what the specific situation is.

(End of this chapter)