Heaven is fearless

The Imperial Prison is a semi-subterranean prison, and the prisoners in it are either guilty of heinous crimes or of high status. Since the founding of the Great Wei Dynasty, the highest-ranked prisoner ever imprisoned there is a prince. But this record was recorded after Shao Tianheng stepped into the Imperial Prison. It has been refreshed to the highest level, and it will never be broken again.

The Crown Prince of Wei, the future monarch, unless an abdicated emperor is imprisoned, there is absolutely no one who is more valuable than Shao Tianheng in terms of status.

The cell was narrow, but it was considered clean. There was an arm-wide window at a place so high that it couldn't be reached, and the moonlight passed through the fence and dropped squares on the ground.

Under the leadership of the jailer, the two inner prison guards walked through the long corridor without a sound, and the number of detainees decreased as they went inside. The jailer stopped when they passed through dozens of empty cells and reached the innermost part. Steps, untied the key on the waistband of the trousers to unlock the lock.

The heavy chains made a series of noises. Hearing the movement, the person sitting cross-legged on the bed turned his face slightly and shifted his gaze.

The prince of Wei still wore the apricot-colored uniform he wore when he entered the imperial prison, with a crepe cloak on his shoulders and the only thin quilt in the cell on his legs, probably because there was no court lady to help him tie his hair Because of this, his long black hair was simply tied behind his head, and his face was as pale as plain snow under the moonlight, as if blowing out a light breath could melt him into the world without a sound.

"Your Highness."

The jailer opened the door and retreated tactfully. Two internal wardens came in, and the small cell immediately seemed cramped. They didn't show a hint of sarcasm, but saluted Shao Tianheng very respectfully.

Shao Tianheng, who was numb from the cold humidity in the prison, looked at them, his eyes fell on the tray covered with red cloth in the hands of the eunuch behind him, and he smiled slightly: "It's time?"

A look of sadness flashed across the faces of the two inner eunuchs.

They are eunuchs, but they also have a basic heart for goodness, admiring the virtues of virtuousness, benevolence and righteousness, and also admiring innocent and noble souls.

But now, their purpose is to send such a person to die.

He is the prince of Wei, the good prince who is loved and loved by the people all over the world, and the future good monarch.

The two lowered their heads, avoiding Shao Tianheng's open gaze, and lifted the red cloth on the tray.

A long roll of white silk, a plain medicine bottle with a slender neck, and a dagger with a cold light.

"Your Highness... please."

The two bent down and lifted the tray towards Shao Tianheng.

The prince, who was as thin as paper, leaned forward and looked at the things on the tray carefully, as if he had never seen them before. Finally, he looked away and shook his head helplessly: "Do you dare to do it or not? Gu Huan Do you think he has made such a big determination to drag it to Caishikou and behead him for public display, but he backed down in the end?"

With his hands relaxed on his knees, he asked frankly, "How is he going to explain it? He died of a serious illness?"

His posture was magnanimous, but the two inner eunuchs did not dare to listen to His Majesty's questioning like this, their knees softened and they knelt down: "Your Highness, be careful!"

"I'm going to die, what are you afraid of? Get up." Shao Tianheng didn't say anything else, the two stood up trembling, and handed the tray to Shao Tianheng again.

This time he didn't hesitate any longer, and stretched out his hand towards the dagger, and when he was about to touch it, the inner prisoner who was holding the tray suddenly moved his hand slightly, pointed the medicine bottle towards Shao Tianheng, and said softly: "Your Highness, this is a medicine that has been used by the Imperial Hospital for many years. There are many people in the palace who choose this medicine."

He added softly: "It's like falling asleep, it doesn't hurt."

Shao Tianheng slightly raised his eyebrows, glanced at him in surprise, and then laughed: "Thank you."

The pale-skinned hand with clear bones gave up the dagger kindly, and took the medicine bottle in his hand.

"Does Your Highness have any instructions?" The two inner eunuchs asked.

Shao Tianheng shook his head. He didn't have anything to say. He was dressed in the breeze and the moon, whether he was alive or not, but halfway through shaking his head, he stopped hesitantly, thought for a while, and said: "When Gu comes back, That letter hasn't been finished yet, so send it for Gu, and, if there is anything left in the East Palace, I'll hand it over to Ding Nangong when he comes back—"

Speaking of this, the prince paused, and suddenly changed his mind: "No, don't give it to him, don't leave him anything."

A prince who was poisoned and killed by the emperor's jealousy, no matter what he left behind, it would only drag others down.

Shao Tianheng pulled out the cloth ball blocking the mouth of the bottle, and shook the porcelain bottle, the liquid inside hit the bottle body lightly, making a pleasant echo.

He raised his arms, facing the vast moonlight shining from the window, his expression was bright and calm as if he was about to go to a grand banquet, he flicked the bottle body with his fingers, and said softly, "Regard the great Wei Wanli, and the country for a thousand years."

The two inner eunuchs knelt down together, knocked their foreheads on the ground, and solemnly announced in a drawn-out voice: "Respectfully send off His Royal Highness——"

The cold liquid poured into his throat and poured into his weak lungs, which made Shao Tianheng clutch his clothes on his chest and cough, and threw the empty medicine bottle on the ground. Shao Tianheng squinted his eyes and lay lazily on the bed, gently Sighing, he pulled the quilt up and closed his eyes quietly.

The two servants still knelt with their foreheads on the ground motionless, and they had to wait until the person on the bed was completely dead before returning to the palace.

After a short period of silence, loud footsteps suddenly sounded in the imperial prison, and many people rushed in. Officials, inner eunuchs, and even guards wearing official uniforms of different grades, all of them looked terrified, and rushed into the cell in a panic. Seeing Shao Tianheng lying quietly with an empty porcelain vase rolling down on the ground, his face turned pale.

"Quick! Quickly save people!"

"Where's the doctor?!"

In the din of chaos, a few old men dressed in imperial hospital official clothes were hurriedly pushed to the front and surrounded the unconscious prince.

"That Chu Zhang—is he crazy?! How dare he send troops to the capital?!" Someone was whispering to his colleagues.

"They've already surrounded the capital, aren't they crazy? How can the capital be defended with Changzhou's [-] troops?"

"That's not necessarily...as long as the crown prince can be saved, he will be able to hold on!"

Everyone's anxious eyes were fixed on the simple bed, and the several imperial doctors felt as if a big hole was going to be burned out of their backs.

Two days ago, Dingnan Gong Chuzhang, who somehow appeared in Changzhou, led an army of [-] troops from Changzhou to the south, and went straight to Yinzhou and Yangzhou with unstoppable momentum, and surrounded the capital an hour ago. After getting the news, Emperor Wei lay paralyzed on the dragon chair for a long time. back to God.

The envoy from the army was holding Chu Zhang's letter in his hand. Emperor Wei grabbed it, and before he opened it, he suddenly raised his head and shouted in a panic: "Pull! Go to prison! Release the prince! Let him persuade him to surrender! "

At the most critical moment, the first thing Emperor Wei thought of was this son whom he was extremely afraid of.

The servant at the side hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and whispered back: "Your Majesty, the palace servant who was given to death a quarter of an hour ago has gone to prison, and now I'm afraid..."

Hearing this, Emperor Wei went crazy. He jumped up, picked up the paperweight on the table and threw it on the ground, roaring loudly: "Go after it! Get it back! Let the imperial physician go too! Let the prince complete Bring it to me!"

The servant bowed his waist and hurriedly responded, and trotted out to pass on the message, and only then did the scene of the prison being ordered.

"...Fortunately, he is taking medicine, and his life can still be saved. If it is..." After half an hour, the imperial doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, let out a long breath, and sighed to himself.

The prince, who had been tossed about life and death, did not wake up, his breathing was so weak that he could hardly hear it, his face was as gray as a blooming eucalyptus, showing the burnout of the tea season, his long black hair was scattered on the pillow, covered by the cold moonlight. According to the photo, it seems that every inch is snow.

The imperial doctor lifted the medicine box and shook his head with a complicated expression: "It's just that I'm hanging on my life. How many days I can live depends on whether God opens my eyes."

Several inner eunuchs who brought in the soft sedan chair hurriedly sent Shao Tianheng into the sedan chair carefully, covered him with a soft cloud brocade quilt, and lowered down the airtight twisted gold silk crepe curtain layer by layer.

A group of officials silently parted ways, watching the soft sedan pass in front of them, unable to explain the infinite sigh at the moment.

******

Several heavy city gates in the capital are tightly closed, and it is not so easy to fight in. Chu Zhang has never let anyone attack the city. He is waiting for a news that His Royal Highness is safe.

Since he led the troops to the south, the news of the capital has not been spread. He doesn't know how His Highness is doing now, is it cold in the prison?His Highness is so poor, does anyone remember to light a brazier for him to keep warm?

He was thinking wildly here, but the huge city in front of him was as quiet as if dead. He sent someone to hand in the letter yesterday, and in the morning, the inner eunuch replied with Emperor Wei's handwriting, reassuring that His Royal Highness is in good health and has gone to the East Palace to recover. An Yang, just suffered from a bit of cold in the imperial prison, and he couldn't get up for a while, and he had to wait until he woke up before coming out. He also mentioned that Chu Tianfeng was still in the palace intentionally or unintentionally, warning him not to be confused for a while.

Looking at the eye-catching name, Chu Zhang sneered, and didn't take it to heart at all. He only pressed the idea of ​​attacking the city for the sake of the news about His Royal Highness, and continued to wait quietly.

When the second sunset was hanging at the end of the sky, a soft sedan chair was carried out from the East Palace alone, followed by dozens of guards. In the panic of the capital being trapped, all the people shut their doors tightly and dared not Make a sound, so the footsteps of this group of people are very clear.

Shao Tianheng was lying in the soft sedan chair, raised a finger slightly to lift up the curtain, and had already reached Tongque Avenue. In the past, the thoroughfare was bustling and crowded with pedestrians, but today it is in a depression. There is no one, only plain white wine Shattering in the wind.

He put down the curtain, closed his eyes and rested his mind. The poison in the Tai Hospital was worthy of its name. He could feel the hollow pain in his internal organs. They were rapidly depleting. In order to wake him up, the Tai Hospital used the medicine of tiger and wolf. Urged out the last bit of vitality in his body, so that Emperor Wei could hold his hand and beg him tearfully to keep Dawei Guozuo.

Shao Tianheng smiled and agreed.

In the sound of the imperial physician's earnest "last three hours" order, the Great Wei Crown Prince, who had walked back and forth from the gate of hell, left the capital alone.

Standing on a high place, Chu Zhang watched the grand and heavy gate of the capital open, and several inner eunuchs carried a soft sedan out of the city, and came here with a clear goal.

Nearly ten braziers were placed in the large tent of the Chinese army, making the cold autumn air as warm as mid-spring. The curtains of the soft sedan chair were lifted, and the prince, who was wearing a thick cloak, lowered his head slightly and was supported by two inner eunuchs. Get out of the sedan chair and walk slowly towards this side.

——His Highness never asks for help, is it because he is still sick and so weak?

This idea flashed through Chu Zhang's mind, he stepped forward first, stood in the middle of the tent, thought about it but hesitated to move, until then, all the things he had done before came to the fore. up.

Killing the second prince and leading troops to besiege the capital is tantamount to conspiracy...

He stood there tremblingly, until the crown prince was helped to sit down on the head, he was unable to say a word.

Shao Tianheng didn't pay attention to him at all, and waved to several servants to let them go out. After a while, there were only the two of them left in the tent.