Your Majesty, I am not worthy

The person who saved him was Rong Mu?

Chu Yuheng raised his heart slightly, then refuted the past neatly: "No."

If it was Rong Mu, how could Rong Mu not remember these things.

What's more, the mage of Qingquan Temple said that the person who rescued him was a monk in Qingquan Temple, and he returned to the secular life later.

This is clearly the appearance of a Buddhist disciple,? And how could his Ah Mu grow up in that Qingquan Temple?

If so, Ah Mu would definitely tell him that Ah Mu would not hide from him that he had saved him.

Chu Yuheng, who came up with a clue, felt that what Chu Rongmi said just now had no basis.

But Wen Li gave too few clues.

Similar age and appearance to Wen Li, how hard is it to find such a person in Haojing.

Returning from the prison to the imperial study, Chu Yumi returned to her own palace halfway, leaving Chu Yuheng with rare silence.

Passing through the promenade, Chu Yuheng finally stopped at the exquisite and beautiful moon arch. In a haze, Chu Yuheng's mind flashed Rong Mu's previous appearance.

I don't know if his Ah Mu sees the scene he sees every time he enters the palace.

A little bit of embarrassment,? Chu Yuheng suppressed the thoughts in his heart and straightened his expression.

And the little Xuanzi who had been outside the imperial study had a solemn expression on his face, and if he looked carefully, he could still see the sweat on his face.

Seeing that the Son of Heaven came back, little Xuanzi raised his whisk, as if to let go of his own surprise, and said with a sigh of relief, "Your Majesty, the Great General Zhenbei is here."

Old General Hua hadn't set foot in the palace gate for nearly five years. When he came back to His Majesty's imperial study, the portrait hanging on the wall was not Rong Mu's.

He came back in a hurry,? He only saw Rong Mu on the attic on the way back to Beijing.

I don't want to see Rong Muhui in the portrait.

There are at least a dozen such portraits of Hua Zheng. They were all drawn by the painter Jing Mimi when he was young, and now they are all neatly organized by him.

He can't read or write, otherwise he would do it himself.

Before Hua Zheng faintly regretted that he didn't spend more time on reading and painting when he was young,? Hua Zheng waited for the person he wanted to see when he returned home today.

Chu Yuheng didn't expect that Hua Zheng would enter the palace so soon. Xiao Xuanzi pushed open the door of the imperial study room, and what Chu Yuheng saw was Hua Zheng's fascination with the portrait on the wall——

Hua Zheng's eyes are full of vicissitudes, but his back in soft armor is still straight, and the shape of the bronze-colored hand bones has been distorted, the imprint left by holding the halberd for a long time.

Seeing the emperor enter the door, Hua Zheng clenched his fists silently and bowed respectfully: "The last general pays his respects to His Majesty."

Let Xiao Xuanzi back down, Chu Yuheng sat on the dragon chair, with a pair of eagle-like eyes solemnly: "Get up."

Hua Zheng got up when he heard the words, but his back maintained a slightly curved arc to show his respect for the emperor: "Your Majesty, the frontier army of the Northern Allies was broken, and the leader's head was also beheaded. in the box."

There was an unpleasant smell of decay in the air, which was fishy and smelly, and the culprit was the head of the enemy general brought back by Hua Zheng.

Chu Yuheng didn't look at it, nor did he bother to look at it.

The news of Huazheng's victory had been spread all the way back to the palace along with the news of victory. The Northern Allies had been entangled with him for decades in the border invasion and entanglement, and finally fell into Huazheng's hands.

He had clearly won the battle, but Hua Zheng was still restrained and humble, so that Chu Yuheng couldn't find any mistakes.

At this moment, Hua Zheng slightly bent his waist again, Hua Zheng took out the letter from the soft armor, stepped forward and held it in front of Chu Yuheng: "This is a letter from the royal family of the Northern Alliance."

Chu Yuheng suddenly opened his eyes, with a little fear in his eyes: "You actually secretly associate with the royal family of the Northern Alliance? The envoys of the Northern Alliance who surrendered haven't even sent the documents yet, yet Hua Zheng actually got the letter from the royal family first."

"Your Majesty misunderstood." Hua Zheng was neither humble nor overbearing, "Please read this letter first, Your Majesty."

Chu Yuheng raised his eyebrows and took the letter.

The stack of letters was very thick, and it was sealed immediately, showing signs of being opened.

Exuding a strange smell, Chu Yuheng opened the envelope dubiously, and suddenly scattered several old yellowed paper pages, many of which were stamped with the imperial seal of the enemy's royal family.

His heart sank, and Chu Yuheng felt something was wrong.

And when Chu Yuheng finished reading all the letters, a chill appeared from his feet, and rushed straight to his brain along his leg bones.

These are all surrounding the assassination of his mother.

There are so many letters, the beginning and end of which record the assassination of his mother.After the failure, the plan to plant the blame on the old general Hua was also made by the Northern Allies.

The original plan of the Northern Alliance was to send assassins to assassinate his father, but they never thought that her mother would block the sword for his father, and after the failure, it was also the idea of ​​the Northern Alliance royal family to blame the assassination on Old General Hua.

[Since the matter has been defeated, we must shirk it to Hua Zheng, so as to make the monarch and his ministers distracted. 】

Looking at the bright handwriting, one after another slapped Chu Yuheng's face invisible.

The assassin who assassinated the queen mother was not sent by Hua Zheng.

This proves that the resentment between him and his father for so many years is actually groundless, and what his father said to him about Hua Zheng's defilement of his mother's empress cannot be faked.

Without unreasonable hatred, Chu Yuheng would not easily believe the letter that Hua Zheng threw out right now.

"Where did you get these?!" Not wanting to show his trembling, Chu Yuheng maintained his composure, and put down the letter in his hand, "Even if you can explain this, then my mother was defiled and suffered by you." How can you explain the pain?"

Hua Zheng glared in shock, and his eyes, which were somewhat similar to Rong Mu's, became round and blunt: "How could this be so, when will the last general...you have done those things one after another, obviously it was the late emperor who provoked you first, even if your majesty doesn't believe it How can the words of the last general humiliate me like this?"

"Humiliation?" Chu Yuheng rubbed the letter in his hand involuntarily, and there was a crisp sound of crackling on the already yellow and brittle pages, "Do you dare to tell me frankly that you have never done anything disloyal to the royal family? "

"Why not."

But Hua Zheng immediately knelt down and swore: "The last general can swear on the glory of the entire Hua family that he has never done what His Majesty said in his life."

Seeing that his appearance did not seem to be fake, Chu Yuheng cast a sideways glance at Hua Zheng and then let go of his fingers. His fingertips were sweaty, and the torn paper pages that had just been broken were still stuck to them.

After flicking away the fragments, Chu Yuheng put one hand on his forehead: "But how could my father lie to me? Before my father died, he still told me not to let you Hua clan go easily."

Infidelity once, not a hundred times.

Chu Yuheng would not be willing to use the Hua family that could not be reused in the eyes of his father.

"The first emperor... really said that?" Hua Zheng's angry voice was not steady.

"Yes." Chu Yuheng was absolutely sure.

Hearing what the Son of Heaven said, Old General Hua squeezed out a stiff sneer: "Heh... It's clearly the evil deeds committed by the late Emperor, yet the late Emperor actually shirked it on me, and the one who was insulted is obviously the wife of the last general, how could I It will be humiliating."

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