Unparalleled Concubine

After hearing Li Xin's words, the servant bent over and said, "Young Master Li, as expected, last night, Meng Jiao from Pingnanhou's residence died."

Meng Jiao was a fierce general who followed the old master Li Zhijie to fight on the battlefield. He was much earlier than Li Yan. After he retired, he worked in the Pingnan Houli and was also the boss of more than 1000 trilogy in the Pingnan Houfu. Even the young master Li Chun would call him Uncle Meng when he saw him.

And last night, Meng Jiao, the big man who played the role of "chief bodyguard" in Pingnanhou's mansion, died suddenly and quietly.

Li Xin squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "What else?"

This young man is one of the few people that the Wei Palace has barely buried during this time, and it can be regarded as one of the prototypes of the intelligence system of the Wei Palace in the future. Although this intelligence organization has not been established for a long time, the number of people is only two or three. Ten, but with the huge financial resources brought by Zhu Rongjiu, they have begun to show their scale. At least they can inquire about some major events in the capital.

Now, His Royal Highness Wei Wang has no time to take care of this intelligence organization, so he handed it over to Li Xin who is "unemployed" in Qinghe Princess Mansion. After half a month of Li Xin's training, these [-] or [-] people can already play their own. Worked.

At least it's comfortable to use for sending letters and the like.

The servant bowed his head and said: "The other thing is that His Highness received an order this morning, and now he has gone to the palace to face the saint. Before His Highness went to the palace, he specially wrote such a letter and asked the little one to send it to Mr. Li." , by the way, tell Young Master Li about his entry into the palace."

Hearing this, Li Xin's originally slightly smiling expression gradually became serious.

What he expected before came.

Li Xin guessed before that the Emperor Chengde would summon his son into the palace soon, but he obviously underestimated the injury of the Emperor Chengde.

Li Xin narrowed his eyes and said, "Did His Highness go alone, or did all four princes go?"

The boy shook his head and said, "This little one doesn't know."

Li Xin nodded, waved his hand and said, "Okay, I know about this, you can go down."

The man bent over and respectfully said: "Mr. Li, Your Highness has one more thing to tell Mr. Li."

Li Xin glared at the servant.

"If you don't finish speaking in one breath, who taught you?"

The little fellow bowed again and again, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Li, forgive me. This last thing is the most important thing, and it has the most words. The villain will not remember it for a while. Please punish me, Mr. Li."

Today's Li Xin, the real identity can be seen as this

"Forget it, you talk about it."

The man bowed his head again and again.

"Young Master Li, Your Highness has said that Li Shen is going back to the capital."

Li Xin was taken aback for a moment, and then lost his voice: "How dare he come?!"

The young man shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "I don't know much about this little one. I only know that the general of the Zhu Kingdom has arrived at the sixty-mile station in the south of the city. He will arrive in the capital in a day or two at most. gone."

"Good come!"

Li Xin looked excited.

During this period of time, the capital city was turned into a mess, and Li Xin was in the middle of the game, which seemed a bit unreal. At this time, a fierce man like Li Shen was needed to come out and cut the mess quickly.

And Li Xin was quite curious, he turned his head and glanced at Pingnanhou's mansion.

"Of course you can come to the capital, but you want to take my place!"

Just when Li Xin was asking about major events in the capital, the seventh prince and the other three princes had already arrived in the palace.

Chen Ju, the chief eunuch of Changle Palace, waved his hands and blocked the way of the four of them.

"Your Majesty said, let you go in one by one."

Chapter 242 If You Are Me

In the Changle Palace, the four princes entered in order of seniority and youthfulness.

The Seventh Prince was the youngest, and he was randomly placed at the end, so he stood at the gate of the palace with his hands down, waiting quietly.

When the two princes in front came out, their faces were calm.

When the fourth prince came out of Changle Palace, His Royal Highness King Wei looked up at his fourth brother.

The Prince Qi smiled.

The Seventh Prince took a deep breath, tried to calm his mind, and walked in.

In the inner hall of Changle Palace, there is a strong smell of medicine.

His Royal Highness King Wei frowned slightly, then walked in with his hands down, and knelt down respectfully.

"My son bows to my father, Emperor Shengan."

No one responded to him.

He didn't dare to raise his head, but knelt quietly.

After a long time, he heard a somewhat hoarse voice: "You just kneel and be obedient."

The Seventh Prince's heart tightened.

Just listening to the voice, the father has completely lost the energy he once had.

Although he had the intention of seizing the throne, he never had the slightest idea of ​​killing his father. The emperor of Chengde treated others generously. Not only the ministers, but even his sons respected him as a father.

Now that he suddenly heard this somewhat old voice, the Seventh Prince couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"My son obeys."

The emperor glanced at the seventh prince who was kneeling respectfully on the ground, frowned slightly and then changed his mind.

"Forget it, get up, Chen Ju, and go and bring him a stool."

The eunuch bowed his head respectfully, and moved a stool over.

The seventh prince bowed his head respectfully: "Thank you, Father."

He sat down carefully, and then took advantage of the movement of sitting down to secretly look up at his father.

Today's Chengde emperor, although his bun is still combed meticulously, but the spirit of the whole person is completely different, as if he has aged 20 years suddenly, and there are many more white hairs on his head. There is blood, but the whole person looks listless and spiritless.

Seeing this situation, His Royal Highness King Wei also felt a little uncomfortable.

"Father, are you feeling better?"

Emperor Chengde coughed and smiled lightly: "Do you hope that my body will be better or not?"

The Seventh Prince knelt down on the ground again, kowtowed and said: "I hope that my father will live forever!"