Please exchange your majesty for the tiger talisman

——"King Li is dead. I heard it was a fake. That Mr. Shu looks very similar to the previous king. The Sangong and Jiuqing are judging whether he is the Allah."

The next day, news of the real and fake King Li spread throughout the palace, and several maids hid in the hidden places and whispered.

"That... the king, did Mr. Shu kill him? If Mr. Shu was not the king, he would have committed the crime of regicide, but he would be beheaded."

"That will be a disaster. If Mr. Shu is beheaded, no one will make incense for us. Look at the dark spots on my face again."

"Mr. Shu is weak and sick, and was searched before going to bed. May I ask how he beat King Li with his bare hands? It should be like what the guards said, King Li fell down."

Wei Ya happened to pass by. Although he didn't hear what the maids were talking about, he knew what they were talking about. He was very annoyed. How can Jin Nu be such servants who can make irresponsible remarks? He sternly said: "Take care of yourself!" Mouth, go to work!"

When the maids heard this, their faces turned pale with fright, and they scattered like rats running across the alley.

The majestic and genuine Wang was played on the couch by a counterfeit. No matter how the counterfeit ended, last night would definitely become a stain on Shu Jin's life. The sudden death of the counterfeit made it known all over the city.When people talk about this matter in the future, I'm afraid it will be about those unscrupulous topics-true and false King Li Xiang's boudoir secret record, the mystery of King Li's death, the theory of dividing peaches and harming the country, the real chaos in your circle...

"It's really not worrying, what's on your mind."

Wei Ya muttered softly, now Shu Jin is getting more and more unpredictable.If he knew that such a scandal would happen, he would definitely tie him up at home. He kept saying that he would be measured, and he swore that if he believed him again, he would kill himself.It's fine to be talked about, the protagonist is not himself, this is the really annoying place.

Shu Jin is now imprisoned in a palace, guarded by hundreds of guards outside the gate.His identity is unknown, and no one dares to put him in a dungeon.

Shu Jin sat quietly in the hall, his mind was at ease, without a single wave of emotion, as if everything was under control.It's just a matter of time, Jin Li Woye is within reach.

Wei Ya hurriedly walked towards the meeting room with the wooden box in his hand, his hands were trembling, and he was sweating. The only thing that can save Shu Jin now is his royal blood.

There are [-] guards with knives and [-] guards outside the meeting room, and the security is tight. Inside is a secret meeting that cannot be announced to the outside world, about the honor, disgrace, survival and death of the royal family.The meeting room was full of high-ranking officials and ministers, all worried and anxious.

Wei Shi opened the wooden box and moved it to the center of the big table: "As for my relationship with Shu Jin, I can't talk about it, I can only provide objective evidence, this is the relic of the previous king hidden in Shu Jin's body - King Li's sword. "

The officials became agitated, wiped their hands in awe, and took up King Li's sword to examine it carefully.The shape of this sword is exquisite, and its material is unique. It is made of meteorites from the sky.

While reading the records of King Li's sword in the book, the judge of Ye court rubbed the edge of the knife with an ordinary weapon. The weapon actually broke in two, which is amazing.

Shaofu Gongling thought carefully, took Li Wangjian, looked at it again and again, took out the small pliers from the tool box, and carefully removed the gems inlaid on it one by one.

All the ministers hurriedly stopped and said: "This is the relic of the former king, how can you destroy it."

"If this is really a relic of the former king, there are no gems on this sword."

After dismantling the jewel, Gong Ling handed the sword to the Prime Minister: "Look, Prime Minister, is this engraved seal written by the former king?"

The prime minister took the sword and pondered it carefully for a long time. The seven big characters "Li Wangrong used his own sword" appeared impressively in his eyes, and his hands trembled uncontrollably: "It can't be wrong, it is indeed the seal of the former king, and the sword is real."

Judge: "Since this sword is authentic and the jade pendant on Shu Jin's neck is also real, how can we prove that they were in Shu Jin's hands in the first place instead of getting them later?"

"It's all about him."

If there is no sufficient evidence, I am afraid that those present will not be convinced. If they are not convinced, Shu Jin will be difficult to control in the future.

Wei Ya stood up, nailed his fingers firmly to the corner of the table, and explained with difficulty: "If these are not enough to prove that he is the real king, what about his appearance, it is the living brand of the previous king, carved out of a mold If Shu Jin is not real, then the previous king is even more fake. The whole country knows that Jin Nu suffered a serious illness when he was a child, and the system has weakened since then, while the fake King Li was originally strong and healthy. If Shu Jin Suspected of killing a person pretending to be King Li, that is what the impostor deserves."

The prime minister raised his hand to signal Wei Ya to sit down: "Master Wei, please be calm, we hope that Shu Jin is king more than you."

Wei Shi doesn't have the broad mind to cherish the country, he only wants to protect Shu Jin in his heart.

It's not that the prime minister is unwilling to believe the facts, they wish to return to orthodoxy, but they are afraid, and they are eager to obtain unquestionable evidence, because the doubts they raise today will be interrogated by Cangluan in the future. If it is not observed, it will lead to the destruction of the country.

Shu Jin is not a relative of the fake King Li, and if he wants to succeed to the throne, he must ask Cang Luan for instructions.If Shu Jin is true, inheriting the throne is justified; if Shu Jin is false, inheriting the throne is stealing the Cang family.

Wei Ya endured it, and sat down with his hands spread out: "I accompanied my master into the palace to see a doctor for Jin Nu. I was a little Taoist priest bought by the late king, and I stayed by Jin Nu's side all the time. Every brick, every wall is very familiar, every mole and every habit of the late king is well known, you can question him face to face."

The prime minister saw that Wei Ya was flushed with anger, and explained his difficulties helplessly: "Will His Majesty believe you when you explain it to Your Majesty like this? Regardless of whether the fake King Li is real or not, he is the one who was supported by His Majesty to contain Jin Li. Now the fake king How can His Majesty turn a blind eye to the untimely death of King Li? If we can't convince His Majesty, Jin Li may not have a peaceful life. If there is no threat from His Majesty, even if Shu Jin is not the real king, in order to consolidate our country, we must rely on Shu Jin's appearance We will embrace him as king, but we have no choice, do we want Jin Li to belong to the imperial court as well!"

After hearing the prime minister's explanation, Wei Ya was powerless to refute, hating himself for being incompetent and beating the table heavily.The prime minister was right, as long as Cang Luan deliberately made things difficult, the drama he provided would have no power.Wei Ya searched hard for evidence in his mind, but couldn't find any reason that Cang Luan could not refute.

The conference room fell silent, so quiet that everyone's restless breathing could be heard.After a long time, a flash of light flashed in Wei Ya's mind, and he remembered something, his tone softened, and he faltered and asked: "When King Xing attacked Yan Kingdom, King Yan retreated steadily, and finally had to His Majesty (at that time Prince Yan) was pledged to the State of Li, and King Li was asked to send troops to help him. At that time, His Majesty was imprisoned in the You Palace, and the Jin slaves sneaked into the You Palace to see the red eyes of the Yan people. It is said that His Majesty noticed that Jin The slave hid behind the rockery, deliberately shouted angrily, scared Jin Nu and fell off the rockery?"

The prime minister nodded: "It is true that this happened. The official historian has recorded it. Jin Nu broke his leg at that time. When His Majesty saw the wound, his heart was terrified, his face turned pale, and he was speechless for a few days."

Wei Ya: "Then His Majesty cannot deny this fact?"

The prime minister thought for a while, and asked, "Master Wei, have you thought of evidence?"

Wei Ya stood up in embarrassment, and moved back furtively, probably after saying this, he could leave in peace—"Shu Jin... Jinnu him... There is a scar on his thigh and leg, It was left at that time."

Saying this sentence with extremely "rich" connotations, Wei Ya felt pressured, even though he was articulate, he could only stammer at the moment, with lingering fears in his heart.

Wei Ya rushed out of the conference room like flying, and disappeared into the eyes of all the ministers who hadn't reacted yet.It took quite a while for the Prime Minister to realize it, only to hear his old man accuse him heartbroken: "Wei Shi, what did you do to Jin Nu, come back with me, I swear that I will never hit my face!"