Houfu Key Class

The emperor's eyes gradually widened.

He trembled: "You, what are you talking about? How could I hide my successor in the cold palace or in the British government? You..."

Luo Jingfeng interrupted him and smiled cruelly: "Do you think I will let it go if I can't find it out? It doesn't matter, Your Majesty, if you can't find it out, you can't find it out. I don't care if he is, anyway, all suspicious objects... …I killed them all.”

The emperor wanted to cheat for Tao Jingyu of the British government, perhaps to win over the British government, or perhaps to protect the heir by sending the prince out of the palace to be raised.

But no matter what the possibility was, he would kill everyone who would threaten Cheng'er.

When the emperor heard the news, he couldn't hold on any longer. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in anger.

It’s over…

It's all over...

He has no way out.

The emperor was curled up on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth. He couldn't understand how his plan had failed completely until now.

This is impossible, this is simply impossible. My father clearly said that he has great talents and will definitely become a wise king.

But why is the road to enlightenment so difficult?

Luo Jingfeng put away the edict and deliberately said loudly: "Your Majesty, I have finished my work, so I will just sit back and watch. Will you settle the account between you and Zong Zhao by yourselves?"

The emperor was furious when he heard this: "You, you clearly promised that you would let me go!"

Luo Jingfeng sat aside and said calmly: "Yes, I want to let you go, but Zongzhao won't let me go."

He actually wanted to do it himself, not only because the emperor sent people to assassinate Cheng'er, but also because the emperor's fault for the third sister's entry into the palace was all his fault.

That bitch had already fallen in love with Third Sister, so he used the topic to make things difficult for the Luo family and asked his bastard father to sacrifice Third Sister, so that Third Sister would die in this cold palace.

Luo Jingfeng hated him so much that he wanted to tear the emperor's flesh and blood.

But he is enduring it.

Because no matter how insignificant the emperor is, he is also Cheng'er's biological father. Cheng'er is still young and won't have any reaction. If you grow up and hold a grudge against him for killing your biological father, you will have some grudge in your heart.

So Luo Jingfeng thought about it and decided that it would be better to pass the blame to Zong Zhao, so that the person closest to Cheng'er in the future would be him and not Zong Zhao.

The emperor struggled on the ground in horror. As he climbed up the steps, he begged: "Zong Zhao, I have never wronged you. If you want to kill someone, I will help you. If you have made military achievements, I will make you a general." I don’t treat you lightly, why can’t you be loyal to me?”

The emperor believed that he could not make mistakes when judging people. Zong Zhao was more reliable than all the ministers. He should be his most loyal minister. How could he go to the step of rebellion?

The emperor couldn't figure it out.

The rain was pouring heavily outside the house, and the sound of heavy rain fell, swallowing up the emperor's cry for help.

Zong Zhao's expression was indifferent, and he asked: "If I hadn't rushed back to the East Palace that day, the emperor's conspiracy would have succeeded, right? The emperor asked me why I was disloyal, so I also want to ask the emperor: Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is devoted to the people. If he is only loyal to the emperor, what will happen to him?"

The emperor paused and finally understood what he couldn't figure out: "No wonder, no wonder you rebelled with Luo Jingfeng. It turns out that you already knew that Huai Shui didn't die from testing poison at all, he was killed by you! Zong Zong! Zhao, how do you know something that even the prince doesn't know? "

Zong Zhao replied coldly: "Since the emperor dares to do something, he must also dare to bear the consequences. In the past, you were jealous of the prince's talents and secretly murdered him for decades. Have you ever thought for a moment: he is also your biological child? Flesh and blood. Until the last moment, His Highness never doubted your father... not even once!"

"How do you deserve his trust?"

These words kept echoing in the emperor's ears, making him look a little dazed.

He vaguely remembered that when he first ascended the throne, he carefully taught Chu Heng. Even if he was busy with government affairs, he would try his best to spend more time with his son and teach Chu Heng to become an excellent prince.

He used to really love this kid.

But...when did it start to change?

It was he who tasted the taste of power. A single word could determine life or death. He could get everything he wanted, including Luo Shu, the most beautiful woman in the world.

These are only available to the emperor.

Only the emperor can do it!

He laughed crazily, with tears and hatred in his eyes: "You asked me why? I also want to ask why! When he was a teenager and was in the limelight both inside and outside the court, I was only in my thirties, in my prime! A The prince... he has not yet succeeded to the throne, but his name is more popular than mine! What do you mean, he doesn’t want to rebel?”

Zong Zhao's chest heaved, and he suppressed his anger and retorted: "Your Highness is dedicated to the people, and he does good deeds for the court and to relieve the emperor's worries. But you can't see his kindness and loyalty, and your eyes are blinded by power, so that In the end, Da Chu lost his most popular crown prince, and you also lost the person who loved and trusted you the most in the world. "

The emperor's tears fell, and he struggled to move back. He shook his head and said: "No, that's not the case. I just made a wrong move. I just miscalculated you, otherwise I would not lose!"

"Yes, you just miscalculated me this time." Zong Zhao's voice was very cold, so calm that he seemed to have no emotion at all, "Otherwise, it should be like this: I helped you get rid of the Luo family, and you wanted to prevent me from becoming a villain. Luo Jingfeng sent me to the guillotine on an unfounded charge."

The emperor was shocked.

He had thought of this before, and felt that he was seen through.

But how could it be? A man like Zong Zhao should be the most loyal minister. How could he think of this!

The emperor panicked and said, "This is all your own speculation. I won't do this. I will give you a great reward. I won't treat you unfairly!"

The steps in the imperial study were bloody. That was the trace of the emperor's struggle to climb up.

Zong Zhao stepped on the steps step by step, and the voices of old friends echoed in his ears.

It was the prince who said, "Zong Zhao, my father has taught me a lot of emperor's skills. It sounds very powerful. I don't know if I can learn it well. But when we grow up, we will definitely become the pillars of the court, get rid of treacherous officials, save the people, and we will definitely make Da Chu more prosperous!"

He took another step up.

It was Zong Yan's laughter: "Brother, the Dali Temple is so good at solving cases. All murderers who make mistakes, no matter how bizarre, can be caught, and no matter how high their status is, they can be executed. The emperor is so wise. With him governing our Great Chu, there will definitely be no injustice!"

He took another step up.

It was Jin Cheng's crying: "Dad, what did I do wrong? Why do they have to kill me? I just want to study hard, be an official well, do good things for the people, and be a good child of you and mother. What did I do wrong?"

At the end of the stairs, there was the emperor's horrified eyes.

He completely collapsed at this moment, and he didn't care about the dignity of the emperor at all. He trembled all over and begged for mercy: "Zong Zhao, please let me go, let me go, the prince is not dead, the child is not dead, all your relatives are fine, I have no hatred against you!"

Luo Jingfeng was still watching the show on the side.

Zong Zhao closed his eyes, suppressing the hatred in his heart. Only he knew whether there was hatred between them.

When he opened his eyes again, Zong Zhao's eyes were firm and cold.

He said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I respectfully ask the Emperor to die."