Lord Fourth, Madam Has Tricked You Again

He said lightly: "In this case, you first withdraw."

"Yes." Eighth master hit a thousand and went out.

After the Eighth Master went out, Kangxi put down the wolf pen in his hand and leaned on the spacious grandmaster chair.

A pair of sophisticated eyes closed his eyes heavily.

So many sons, each son has a different face.

Just like this time, the same thing, if asked separately, is a different result.

Anyone who risked being scolded by him had to tell the story.

Even if he severely reprimanded him, he still insisted on standing on the prince's point of view and saying good things for the prince.

In his opinion, the fourth child knelt before him and said that.

Full of human touch and loyalty.

He is a prince who values ​​love and righteousness and has a deep affection for his brothers.

As for Lao Ba, he concealed everything before he went crazy.

It is enough to see that he is narrow-minded and ruthless.

As early as the eldest brother and court officials recommended him as the crown prince, he realized that something was wrong.

No one is so good that everyone will help to speak unless he intends to win.

However, what Kangxi hated the most was the formation of private parties.

Now it seems that the old man and the eldest brother have formed a party to seek a position and also want to murder the prince.

He thought that Ba Age was really good as the courtier said, but it was nothing more than that.

After such a test, the balance in Kangxi's heart has already tilted slightly towards the Fourth Master.

Immediately afterwards, Kangxi did not relax for a moment.

He met with several confidantes, and also met with the third master who had asked to see him.

It turned out that Kangxi didn't seem to have said anything about the eighth prince's appointment.

In private, people traced Zhang Mingde's face early in the morning.

That night, Kangxi summoned the ministers and talked until midnight before stopping...

Morning morning the next day.

The princes and ministers only entered the hall, and they felt that this is a little different from usual.

Kangxi, who used to go to the head, was extremely majestic.

But today, he wore a bright yellow dragon pattern wrapped body and stepped on dragon pattern bearskin ink boots.

The body is stalwart, and the dragon face is very big.

The arms hang heavy and powerfully under the knees, and the huge jade fingers are embedded in the fingertips, magnificent and imposing.

A pair of deep and sharp eyes looked down at the people below.

There was faint coercion from the top position, and he rushed toward everyone.

This coercion is dozens of times stronger than usual.

It makes people sweat and dare not look up.

When everyone was silent, Kangxi said in a majestic manner: "Since the last time Yinti recommended Ba Age as the crown prince, and ridiculously said that there was a face to face, I asked people to check the truth or not. Zhang Mingde was originally an ordinary talent, so how can he look at his face."

As soon as these words came out, most of the people in the hall breathed a sigh of relief.

Ba Ye seemed gentle, but in fact he was extremely nervous.

Several days have passed since the last recommendation.

Now Huang Ama finally mentioned it, there should be a result.

Just listen to Kangxi's cold snort, and said: "What is rich and clear, benevolent, long-lasting, there must be great nobility, the appearance of the emperor is simply nonsense. If the prince of the Qing Dynasty chooses by face, then everyone will What books you read, what martial arts you learn, everyone will get to know each other."

If you were really kind, you wouldn't have done something like that yesterday.

In addition, he did let people check, that Zhang Mingde would not be able to read the picture at all.

I just wanted to rely on the look of the face and become a partisan of the Eighth Master.

Some words left the rest of the people speechless.

His Royal Highness Prince Zhijun was already frightened to swing his legs.

This matter was still brought up by him, and if it were to be blamed, I am afraid he would not be able to get rid of it.

Sure enough, Kangxi's sharp eyes swept straight towards King Zhijun.

"Not only that, I also discovered that the eldest brother had an attempt to murder the prince."

As soon as the voice fell, King Zhijun felt that the bad news hit him from the sky, making him dizzy, without a hint of warning.

He couldn't stand still, and staggered forward and knelt.

"Huang Ama, how could the son-chen murder the second brother? The son-chen was wronged."

Kangxi didn't have the time to listen to Wang Zhijun's complaint, so he cast a glance at San Ye.

So the third master stepped forward and said, "Brother, you have always been close to lamas, and the mansion has even paid for several lamas, right?"

"What does it mean to have a close relationship with a lama? I learned Buddhism from a lama." Zhijun Wang said.

"The eldest brother remembers the front porch gate of Yuqing Palace, and the residence of the second elder brother's ancestor's house, where a paulownia puppet was buried?" San Ye asked with gritted teeth.

Hearing this, King Zhijun's eyes dodged and his back felt cold.

He hesitated: "What are you talking about, I can't understand a word..."

"Since the eldest brother doesn't understand, I have evidence and material evidence." After speaking, he patted his palms.

Three lamas, one servant, and one **** entered the temple.

The trumpet wears a yellow hat and a loose big red cotton and linen robe.

All of them put their hands together, and they looked compassionate.

But they were brought in by guards.

The maid and the **** walked on their own.

But the things in their hands, everyone just looked at it, and it was creepy.

Because they are two arm-sized puppets.

There are red words written on it, but it does not look like a word, but a sign of a spell.

Those words are very red, so red is shocking.

It seems to be painted with human blood or animal blood.

Upon seeing this, San Ye said again: "Brother, these people are not familiar, but yours?"

No matter where King Zhijun could speak, he fell to the place and trembled, shaking his head desperately to deny.

"It doesn't matter if Big Brother doesn't admit it, they all recognize you." San Ye said.

He has always had a good relationship with the Prince.

If the Fourth Master hadn't mentioned it at random last time, he had never thought of it.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the maid speak first.

"The emperor, this Tongmu puppet was given to me by the great **** next to Prince Zhijun. It was written with the eight characters of the prince's birthday. He asked the servant to secretly bury the prince in the residence of the prince's clan residence. That night, these three A lama was also chanting spells and spells together, but the slave did not understand a word."

The reason she got all the tricks was that she didn't want to be tortured again.

Seeing that she was like a okay person, in fact, after a night of torture, the clothes were already riddled with holes.

The Shen Xing Department is simply not a place for people to stay, some are methods that make people feel painful and can't see it at all.

"You **** maid, Xiu is here to spit blood." Wang Zhijun said loudly.

But the maid just finished speaking, and the **** also confessed.

The result was the same as the maid said, except that he was buried in Yuqing Palace.

Although these, Kangxi knew it last night.

But listen to it again now, and Prince Zhi is underneath, not to mention how angry he is.

Are these sons all born of animals!

Even more atmospheric, even lamas do bad things, this world is crazy!

He pointed to the lamas, and said: "Every one of you, dressed in lama's costumes, you simply lose the face of Tibetan Buddhism. You keep preaching that taking refuge in the Three Treasures as the foundation, saving the world, guiding others to good, and having your own fulfillment. The Buddha's education of Buddha know-how."