The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

  Chapter 331 Palace change

  331 palace changes

  The crime of murdering the Twelve Princes is a serious crime. The King of Chu is very clear that this matter must not be placed on him.

  If this matter is not true, then the previous evidence that he framed Zhongliang will not be convincing.

  So, at this time, he is very urgent to make Zhao Zhitong panic, and then say that she can't draw such a portrait at all.

   Unfortunately, he can only be disappointed.

Zhao Zhitong was not frightened by him at all. She glanced at Queen Chu and calmly answered the emperor's words: "Everyone's skull is different. According to the thirty-six bone points of the skull, we can infer the appearance of the deceased. It's not very difficult."

   Tough mouth!

  Anyway, looking at skulls and drawing people, this kind of fantasy thing, in the eyes of the King of Chu, is impossible.

   More importantly, the body of the Twelfth Prince was taken away by wolves when he saw it with his own eyes. Now I am afraid that there are no bones left.

   Therefore, that head will definitely not belong to the Twelve Princes.

  With this confidence, he wanted to take a gamble.

Therefore, when seeing the emperor was also a little skeptical, he proposed a plan: "Your Majesty, it is very simple to see if she is lying. Then go find a skull and let her draw a portrait in the palace. If you can't draw it, then explain it. , These are all deliberately murdered by someone!"

  The emperor glanced away from King Chu, then glanced at Zhao Zhitong, and then asked, "Jian Zhi, what do you think?"

  As the prime minister, Mr. Zhang stood at the front. Hearing the words, he stepped forward and respectfully said: "Your Majesty, I think this is a good idea."

   "Yes." The emperor nodded and said, "Okay, let's do it like this."

  Afterwards, Zhao Zhitong and the others were all left in the palace, and the emperor sent someone to send Zhao Zhitong a skull, asking her to draw a picture of what the skull looked like before she was alive within two days.

  Zhao Zhitong was not in a panic, but Wei Shulan and the others were a little nervous.

Seeing that Zhao Zhitong was taken away alone, Wei Zijian was a little dissatisfied, so he whispered: "I don't think the emperor has the heart to deal with the king of Chu and the others. There is so much evidence for framing Zhongliang, the emperor insists on listening to the king of Chu." , to test my master."

   "Shh, don't talk nonsense." Wei Shulan stretched out his hand and tugged at Wei Zijian: "This is the imperial palace, and there are eyes and ears everywhere, so try to talk as little as possible in the future, you know?"

   Wei Zijian covered his mouth nervously and nodded.

  However, what Wei Zijian said was not entirely correct. Regarding King Chu, the emperor was unwilling to believe that the evidence was true. In fact, she already knew in her heart that King Chu had often caused troubles in the court these years.

   It's just that this is her nephew who grew up spoiled, the person who even thought about passing the throne to him, she naturally doesn't want to believe that her nephew who grew up spoiled is the murderer of her son.

   Or, in my heart, I don’t want these to be true.

  So, when all the evidence of framing Zhongliang was in front of her eyes, she still only put King Chu under house arrest in the mansion, hoping to give him another chance.

   Now, we just wait for Zhao Zhitong to hand over the portrait.

  In order to prevent anyone in the middle from revealing information to Zhao Zhitong, the courtyard where Zhao Zhitong lives is heavily guarded inside and out. She can't get out, and no one can get in.

   While everyone outside had different thoughts, time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, two days passed, and the day before Zhao Zhitong submitted the portrait was approaching.

   That day, when the emperor asked someone to come in and invite Zhao Zhitong to come out, she was sleeping on the table. There was a noise, and Zhao Zhitong got up from the table. With dark circles under her eyes, she stared at the visitor in bewilderment.

   "Okay, don't sleep, can the picture be drawn?"

  The visitor is the emperor's imperial guard.

  Zhao Zhitong just woke up, nodded, and said somewhat blankly: "The painting is finished."

   "Okay, bring the picture when you finish drawing, and follow me."

"okay."

   She didn't close her eyes for two consecutive days, Zhao Zhitong was woken up just after she fell asleep, she was still in a state of fugue, and in the eyes of the imperial guard, she looked not very smart.

   Fortunately, when she arrived in front of the imperial court, her mind gradually woke up completely.

  She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, no wonder Grandpa Bai said that people who stay up late will become stupid, it turned out to be true!

   "The daughter of the people has seen the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

  Zhao Zhitong entered the hall, knelt down and kowtowed.

   "Well, is the picture drawn?"

  The emperor's reaction was indifferent.

  Zhao Zhitong knelt on the ground, raised the drawing with both hands, and said, "Go back to the emperor, the girl has been drawn."

"Um."

  The emperor nodded, and the female officer beside her came down, took the blueprint from Zhao Zhitong, and presented it to the emperor.

  Looking at the female official, Zhao Zhitong suddenly felt a little familiar. It wasn't until the emperor called the female official's name that Zhao Zhitong remembered who she was.

   Gongsun Wan!

  When the emperor rewarded the Zhao family with a plaque, it was this lady official who came to read out the imperial decree.

   "Wan Er, look, but this person?"

After Gongsun Wan took the blueprint, she took out another blueprint from her bosom. After comparing the two, she nodded: "Your Majesty, yes, and the one drawn by Ms. Zhao is more vivid and similar. Yes, more like."

  The emperor ordered Gongsun Wan to search for this skull secretly, along with a portrait.

   After Gongsun Wan confirmed it, the emperor couldn't help but sighed a long time, as if he had aged a lot all of a sudden.

   Seeing the emperor's face at this time, Gongsun Wan couldn't help but cared and said: "Your Majesty, pay attention to the dragon body, the Great Zhou Dynasty still needs you."

  The emperor rubbed his brows, subconsciously said: "Master Wen..."

  Want to ask Song Renying's opinion, but couldn't help thinking that Song Renying was not by her side at this time, the emperor couldn't help but froze, a sense of loneliness and loneliness emerged leisurely.

   Immediately closed his eyes, raised his hand and waved: "Forget it, come, and arrest the king of Chu and others!"

  …

   At the same time, someone has already quietly sent a message to Chu Palace.

  The king of Chu is ambitious, so he is naturally not a stupid person. He made Zhao Zhitong a portrait because he wanted to get rid of the crime, but at the same time he was buying time for himself to gather troops and enter the capital.

  If those criminal evidences are proven, he can only take the last resort if he has to.

   Just like now, after hearing the news from the palace, he immediately issued an attack order to the army ambushing in the city!

  Since everything is death, why not give it a try!

  So, before the people sent by the emperor left the palace gate, the rebel army of King Chu arrived first!

  As soon as the gate of the palace opened, the King of Chu raised his spear and shouted loudly, "Your Majesty Qing."

  Leading the soldiers, they rushed in and killed everyone they saw. In an instant, the palace was in chaos.

  The Imperial Forest Army has also been dispatched, fighting with the rebels.

  The palace maid screamed and rang out.

   And the emperor, who was waiting for someone to be arrested, was waiting for the news that the king of Chu had rebelled!

   "It's reversed! It's really reversed!"

  The emperor slapped the dragon chair with a palm, and now he was not disappointed, but angry!

  (end of this chapter)