National Beauty

The flames of the Prince Qin’s mansion are soaring to the sky, more eye-catching than any other lantern. At the same moment, the people everywhere in the capital are looking at the direction of the Prince Qin’s mansion. Those who are close can hear Wang’s crazy laugh clearly, and they are far away. Yes, one after another ran to the street or climbed to the top of the wall, trying to see more clearly.

Jing Zhaoyin and Xunye Guards were both alarmed and rushed to the Palace of Qin. The ordinary culprits set fire, and just caught them, but it was King Chu who set the fire tonight. Master Jing Zhao Yin Qian hesitated, and waited until King Shou brought the guards to the comatose King Chu into the carriage, Qian Da talent bit the bullet and stepped forward. , Bending down to ask the king of life: "Master, then, how should the lower officials explain to the emperor?"

Zhao Heng stood in front of the carriage with his back to the Prince Qin's Mansion, his face hidden in the darkness, only his side face was illuminated by the fire, which was bright and dark.

"The King of Chu is in a coma, and he will return to his mansion for the time being. Tomorrow morning, he has his own conclusion."

The voice was cold and calm, but with the inherent majesty of the prince, Lord Qian got a word and silently retreated to the back.

Father Kang came over with Feng Zheng who was sobbing softly.

Zhao Heng avoided. When his sister-in-law got on the carriage, he interrogated the father-in-law Kang in a low voice: "His Royal Highness, why did it happen?"

Father Kang thumped and knelt on the ground, describing everything that happened in the Chu Palace.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Festival, two dolls, in just a few words, Zhao Heng understood that his brother had fallen into the calculations of others.

"Entering the palace face saint, tell the truth." Zhao Heng said coldly, turning on his heels, and personally escorting his brothers and sisters back to the palace of Chu.

Duke Kang went into the palace with Jing Zhao Yinqian with a sullen head. The Emperor Xuande had naturally received the news, and he had seen the fire in the sky above the Prince Qin's mansion with his own eyes. He had been watching from the outside, looking at that side with his hands, the eunuch. Wang En bowed his head and stood behind, and the front guards were also silent.

Father Kang and Lord Qian were brought over. Lord Qian only stated who set the fire and the interference of the king of life, but father Kang knelt on his knees and burst into tears: "The emperor, the lord has been wronged, and the lord and princess bring the two young princes to reward you tonight. Yue, it was good, I didn’t want anyone to deliberately set fire in the garden to pay homage to the emperor..."

Emperor Xuande heard it, and he also guessed that there was something wrong, but at this moment, Emperor Xuande didn’t have the intention to explore who was irritating his son. Emperor Xuande only knew that his son went crazy again because of his uncle, and this time he made trouble. Bigger. The king of Chu burned the palace of Qin on fire and worshipped the emperor in a loud voice. The entire capital knew about it. Presumably, the reputation of the king of Chu's affection will be heard tomorrow.

The king of Chu has great affection, so what is he, the emperor who has taken the throne from his brother?

Someone deliberately reminded his son that it was true, but if it weren't for his son to resent him for hating him, the fire in the Palace of Qin would not be able to burn.

Once, twice, three times... Emperor Xuande can't remember how many times he had indulged his son, and he was disappointed and distressed again and again. Now, his heart is as calm as water, and there is no waves at all. In fact, he was not reconciled when he was angry before, and he was not reconciled to be inferior to an uncle in his son's heart. Now, as long as he recognizes this, he won't be angry. Just treat him as a son for nothing.

Without saying anything, Emperor Xuande went back to the bedroom alone.

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The Palace of the King of Chu.

Feng Zheng held his brother Sheng, who refused to go to bed, by the bed. Both of them were crying quietly. Zhao Heng was also on one side. Later, he could not hear the cry of his sister-in-law and nephew. He turned around and walked behind the screen. Standing there, his long eyebrows furrowed. It was almost three watch days, and Father Kang poked his head at the door. Zhao Heng saw him and walked out silently.

"Master, everyone in the mansion has been tried. A total of six were suspected. They were sentenced, but they were not willing to plead guilty." Zong Ze reported in a low voice.

Zhao Heng couldn't trust anyone in the Chu Palace now, so he sent his cronies to investigate the matter thoroughly.

"Continue the trial and keep alive." Zhao Heng said solemnly.

"Yes." Zong Ze took the order, bowed his head and walked out. Zhao Heng watched his men leave. He suddenly heard the voice of his sister-in-law from the inner room. He hurried back to the inner room and walked fast, worrying that his brother would hurt his sister-in-law and nephew.

"Master?" The man on the bed opened his eyes. Feng Zheng instinctively pulled Brother Sheng behind him to block him. Only then did he call out worriedly with his swollen eyes, watching the changes in his husband's expression nervously.

King Chu was a little dizzy and looked at his wife blankly. He turned his head slowly when he heard the sound of footsteps, and saw his brother frowning and walking over. At his younger brother's complicated gaze, King Chu finally remembered, remembering what had happened in the past six months, and remembering what he did tonight. Pain, regret, confusion, all kinds of emotions came to his mind, the king of Chu finally looked at his wife with an apologetic smile.

"The prince..." Seeing that her husband hadn't forgotten her again, Feng Zheng burst into tears and fell on him.

"Father..." Brother Sheng cried all night, his voice was dumb, and he followed his mother. King Chu sat up, hugged one in one hand, hugged tightly, and apologized hoarsely: "It's me who is not good, and it makes you worry."

Feng Zheng's wife couldn't cry.

Zhao Heng looked down, ready to go outside to avoid it.

"The third brother." The king of Chu was holding his wife and son, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of his brother leaving, he suddenly shouted.

Zhao Heng paused, and Gu Jing looked at his elder brother without wave of black eyes, without any intention of harshness, but the King of Chu felt very guilty. As an older brother, he made his younger brother **** so much and had suffered from flesh and blood. Knowing that the night was dark, King Chu sincerely persuaded: "It's getting late, third brother, let's go back first, don't worry about younger brothers and sisters."

Zhao Heng did not move, frowning: "In the palace..."

King Chu laughed at himself and noticed that his wife’s shoulders were stiff in his arms. King Chu patted lightly and calmly said to his younger brother: "I hurt people, and I let the fire go. My father will be punished. They are all willing to be punished. The third brother lives with his younger siblings at ease, no longer need to worry about the eldest brother, you live in peace, I don’t have to worry about anything."

Zhao Heng knew that his elder brother was not guilty of sin, and that his father and the emperor had saved his life, and he would never take his brother’s life. But at this moment, Zhao Heng still couldn’t stand the tone of his brother’s confession of life and death. He suddenly turned sideways and back. Stand up to your elder brother with your head slightly raised. When King Chu saw his younger brother doing this, he moved his mouth, but he could not persuade him at all, but said quietly, "I'm elder brother, I'm sorry."

The younger brother persuaded him countless times, but he was all right, but he couldn't let go, couldn't solve it, and failed his brother's painstaking efforts.

Zhao Heng closed his eyes and said for a long while: "Tonight, someone deliberately instigated, the eldest brother insisted...forgot to set fire, forgot to leave the house, maybe he could, luckily escaped." Father is aware of his brother's crazy illness, as long as the brother is mad. Continue to pretend to be stupid and pretend to have forgotten everything tonight, the father's anger turns to anger, and may be based on the unintentional behavior of the brother, and will not hold the brother responsible.

Feng Zheng heard this, and choked up to persuade her husband: "Master, if you listen to His Highness, you can't remember anything after the garden caught fire."

Brother Sheng didn't understand what the father and the third uncle were talking about. He tilted his head up. The five-year-old boy had tears in his eyes and was pure and innocent.

King Chu touched his son's head, and asked with a wry smile: "Brother Sheng, do you want your father to lie to the emperor's grandfather?"

Brother Sheng blinked in confusion: "Why do you want to lie to the emperor's grandfather?" Mother said that a child who lied is not a good child.

King Chu smiled and whispered, "Father made trouble and made the emperor grandfather angry."

Brother Sheng turned to look at his mother, Feng Zheng's tears rolled silently, but he did not interfere in this father-son conversation.

"Father, go and admit your mistakes. If your father admits your mistakes, the emperor grandfather will forgive you." Brother Sheng said seriously. When he was in the palace, once he broke the emperor grandfather's tea bowl, the emperor grandfather did not punish him. In Brother Sheng's eyes, the emperor's grandfather was a very loving old man.

King Chu held his son on his lap, put his arms around him and asked, "Then, if the emperor's grandfather refuses to forgive his father, he must punish his father, and Brother Sheng will be punished with his father. Isn't Sheng brother afraid?"

Brother Sheng cried, cried and hugged his father, tears falling down one after another: "You are not allowed to punish your father, and your grandfather is not allowed to punish..."

"You just said that you are afraid of being punished with your father." King Chu asked his son's small face while wiping his tears.

Brother Sheng shook his head, not afraid, he was afraid that the emperor's grandfather would take him to the palace and prevent him from seeing his father.

The eldest son was filial and sensible, and the king of Chu was very pleased, his eyes moved to his wife's face, and he asked silently. Feng Zheng understood her husband's meaning, wiped away his tears, and stared at him with nostalgia: "I will accompany the prince to do what the prince wants to do. Wherever the prince wants to go, I will go with the prince." As long as the husband remembers her relationship Sons, she is not afraid of anything.

"Good wife." King Chu pulled the woman he personally selected into his arms, hugged tightly, kissed his head, and then looked at his younger brother a few steps away.

Zhao Heng is full of complicated eyes.

The king of Chu looked relaxed, hugging his wife and son to communicate with his younger brother: "Third brother, since the death of my cousin, I have never been as practical as today. I have done everything I can to my cousin and the emperor. Since then, I have a clear conscience. To my father, I have failed my father's love and expectations. I am not worthy of being his son. If I continue to pretend to be sick to deceive my father, my conscience is disturbed. Really, I would rather my father punish me, and he will punish me. The heavier the weight, the happier I am. Your sister-in-law does not blame me. The only one who is ashamed of my eldest brother now is you."

Zhao Heng didn't want to listen, so he memorized it again.

King Chu smiled and persuaded: "Go back, younger brothers and sisters must be waiting."

"Big brother, is your mind determined?" Zhao Heng asked slowly, his voice hoarse.

King Chu immediately said: "Well, how to live comfortably, the palace is not suitable for me." He would never be able to do the truths that his brother told him.

Hearing this, Zhao Heng lifted his foot and left, and disappeared at the door of the inner chamber in a flash.

The following morning, before dawn, the civil and military officials were all lined up outside the hall. Before King Chu arrived, everyone's eyes fell on the Wenchen side, who was behind King Rui. Zhao Heng looked down and stood still, King Rui and King Gong asked him about the condition of King Chu. Zhao Heng remained motionless and was mercilessly alienated, like a statue of the Shou King carved in jade.

"His Royal Highness Chu is here!"

Behind the **** shouted, everyone turned their heads, even Zhao Heng was sideways in a complicated mood.

At dawn, the sky was bright and not bright, and in the dim morning light, the king of Chu strode in a black prince's court uniform. His face was handsome and magnificent, like a mighty warhorse, ignoring the strange look of civilians and generals, he moved closer and closer. , Nodded towards his younger brother Shouwang, and then walked to the forefront of the generals, put his hands in front of him, and looked up at the front.

Behind King Chu, there was no sound.

All civil and military officials knew why the king of Chu was crazy and why he set fire. A prince who was particularly beloved by the emperor, a prince who was firmly in the position of the prince, repeatedly angered the emperor for an uncle of the emperor. Someone regretted that the king of Chu was embarrassed by the great task, some laughed at the king of Chu for not knowing the importance, and some were gloating. For the tall figure of the king of Chu, who stood up like a mountain, and the men who claimed to be smart and sleek, they couldn't help but give birth to a trace of admiration.

How many people in the world can see the throne of the emperor? Throughout the ages, how many heroes have fought for the dragon chair and have forgotten the affection of the flesh and blood, but today there is a prince who despises the throne that was exchanged for the blood of his relatives, and would rather abandon the country and become the love of flesh and blood. Sad, sigh, and respectable.

But the king of Chu's awe-inspiring righteousness, which seemed to confess his guilt but did not regret, wiped out the last bit of unbearableness in Emperor Xuande's heart.

In the early dynasty, the king of Chu voluntarily admitted to the crimes of resisting the edict, committing arson, and uttering nonsense. The witnesses and evidence were all available. Emperor Xuande killed his relatives righteously, deprived him of the title of the Prince of Chu, and demoted him to a general. Zhao is not allowed to return to Beijing. The king of Chu gave orders, and the kings of Rui, Shou, Gong, and the Manchu civil and military knelt and begged the emperor to take them back and leave the family of the Chu king in the capital.

Emperor Xuande refused to allow him to leave the court angrily.