Make peace with the Lord of the Prairie

"Ho—" Ming Heng gasped.

At this time, a gust of wind came in from the unclosed window, and he rubbed his arms subconsciously.Seeing this, Mo Jia got up and closed the window tightly.

Mingheng still maintained the posture of crossing his arms, with a dazed expression on his face.He Zexi and Mo Jia didn't speak either, giving him time to digest all this.

Mingheng only felt that the stimulation he had received in the first 20 years of his life was far less than that in the short period of less than an hour today.At this moment, the father, emperor and elder brother in his impression seemed to have become strange.

Mo Jia probably saw that he had a bad expression, and added another sentence: "This is just my guess, maybe it's not the case."

But Ming Heng also knew very well that although this guess was outrageous, it was not without trace.

"Perhaps this is the truth." He held the cup and said softly, "The second imperial brother's concubine mother was not born as a beautiful girl, she was handpicked by the queen mother to enter the palace, and she was favored by the emperor not long after entering the palace. Then a month later came the news that she was pregnant."

Mo Jia was a little surprised: "Is this pregnancy too fast?"

These things all happened before Ming Heng was born, so he didn't know the details, and only heard his mother and concubine casually mentioned a few words when he was young.

Mingheng went on to say: "Actually, I also think that Brother Erhuang doesn't look very similar to the rest of the brothers. Although our six brothers have different fathers and mothers, we can always find one or two similarities belonging to the emperor, but the two Brother Huang, in my opinion, he has no resemblance to his father at all, and even looks a little like a foreigner."

He Zexi nodded after listening, obviously thinking so too.

Mo Jia became more and more confused: "Then your second emperor brother was born by his mother and other men, or was he brought in from outside and raised as the emperor's son?"

Ming Heng quickly denied the second guess, explaining: "The second emperor's elder brother looks very similar to his mother and concubine, so it is impossible for him to be brought in from outside."

Mo Jia frowned and clicked his tongue lightly, then turned to look at He Zexi, hoping he could answer.

And He Zexi was clearly prepared, and calmly listened to the two people's speculation for a long time, and then stood up to prove the two people's guess.

"According to our investigation, the second prince's mother and concubine should also belong to the Bugui clan, and she is also the empress dowager's real niece."

Ming Heng took another breath and was dumbfounded: "Then she and my father aren't cousins?"

He Zexi waved his hand: "The blood relationship is actually not too close. The father of the second prince and concubine was born to the empress dowager's father and stepmother, but I heard that the empress dowager and the stepmother have a very good relationship, and they also take good care of this half-brother." Add. However, the younger brother and his wife died tragically under the knife of the enemy during the foreign invasion, and the young daughter was also taken away by the enemy and lost track. It was not until 18 years later that the queen mother found the niece and daughter At that time, the Empress Dowager had been in the palace as a concubine for many years, her father and stepmother outside the palace also died of illness many years ago, and her niece and daughter were lonely and had no one to take care of them outside, so the Empress Dowager simply took them into the palace."

Ming Heng couldn't help interrupting him: "Even if grandma wants her niece to enter the palace, she doesn't necessarily have to become a concubine. Since she is the cousin of the father, she can be named a princess with a different surname."

He Zexi sighed, and continued: "The queen mother really didn't think about letting her niece become her son's concubine at first. It's just that some accidents happened later. Not long after the queen mother took her niece into the palace, she found that her niece was pregnant for a month. And the child's father is also a member of the Bugui clan. He was one of the children who were captured by the enemy with her when she was young. The two had shared weal and woe in the enemy camp for many years, and gradually developed feelings for each other. Later, they escaped secretly. It is a pity that they Not long after she escaped, she was discovered by the enemy, and the man tried his best to protect her, but he was hacked to death, leaving no bones left."

Mingheng opened his mouth slightly, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. On the one hand, he regretted that a pair of lovers were separated by yin and yang. was dug out.

He Zexi continued to show them the powerful information gathering ability of the two brothers: "Actually, at that time, the Bugui tribe was almost extinct, and most of the surviving Bugui tribe chose to intermarry with ordinary people to have children. The blood of the Bugui tribe is already very weak. Two The prince was the last bloodline at that time. You also know that the queen mother is the princess of the Bugui clan, and she didn't want to let the bloodline of the Bugui clan be ruined, but she didn't dare to put her outside the palace where dangers are lurking, so..."

"So, I let my niece marry my son, and left her and the last blood of the Bugui tribe in the safest place." Mo Jia completed his words.

He Zexi nodded.

After hearing this, Ming Heng was silent for a long time before asking in a low voice: "Does my royal father know about this?"

He Zexi's tone became a little uncertain: "Maybe I didn't know it before, but I started to suspect it after finding out the truth about the prince's poisoning. Although your majesty is not a descendant of the Bugui clan, he should be the one who was poisoned by the prince more than ten years ago." Those who know the truth also know the background of their mother and concubine."

Mo Jia helped to explain: "Although Emperor Qianyuan knew his own background, he was not a descendant of the ghost divination clan, nor did he have the talent to make poison, so he also knew that his child would not be able to make poison and nourish Gu. But he didn't expect that the second prince would know this skill, so he immediately understood that the child was not his own. Originally, it was a great humiliation to help others raise a son for more than 20 years, but he didn't expect that he was treated like this by himself. The son of the father and son, Langzi Yaozhi, used such a cruel method to poison his most beloved child, so he was filled with grief and indignation, and used the same method to poison his adopted son to death with his own hands."

He Zexi continued to nod, this was also his and Tuobahong's speculation.

Ming Heng heaved a long sigh, and finally understood why his father treated the crown prince and the second prince so differently despite the loss of a son.

Mo Jia frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly poked He Zexi's arm again, and asked, "Where did Emperor Qianyuan's poison come from?"

He Zexi froze for a moment, then turned to look at Mo Jia: "I don't know, maybe it was preserved from that year, or maybe it was made by the second prince. Although it is a chronic poison, as long as you add a few flavors of poison to it, It can speed up the spread of the poison and turn it into an acute poison. Moreover, although the ghosts are invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, the Queen Mother is the most gifted in the history of the ghosts. The poison she made can not only kill ordinary people , can also poison people of the same clan. Although His Majesty did not inherit the talent of the ghost divination clan, but he has been around the Queen Mother for many years, and his understanding of poisons is always deeper than that of ordinary people."

Mingheng listened to the conversation between the two, feeling very heavy and depressed.In his impression, although his father was not on good terms with him, he could be regarded as a loving father to the other princes, with a gentle and gentle temper, and rarely got angry.Even the common people praised him as a benevolent monarch. He has been in power for many years, and he has never killed a loyal minister by mistake, and he has never imposed excessive taxes.But it was such an emperor who won the hearts of the people, but he personally killed the child he had raised for more than 20 years, and even refused to let him leave the whole body after death.

Such a cruel and ruthless Emperor Qianyuan made him very strange, and even had a faint fear.Therefore, at the reception banquet in the evening, he looked at Emperor Qianyuan who was smiling gently at the civil and military officials on the imperial steps, and felt uncomfortable in various ways, and he was even unwilling to make eye contact with him.

On the other hand, He Zexi pretended to be very good, every gesture was the shadow of Tuobahong, and he was careless and lazy without being surprised.

Mingheng was in a bad mood and his appetite was not good, so he didn't move his chopsticks much during the dinner, but he was very interested in He Zexi's imitation of his own wife, and watched with great interest all night.After reading it, he sighed—as expected of twins, if He Zexi's stomach was not flat, he would have suspected that the person sitting next to him was Tuobahong himself.

The banquet didn't end until late at night.Emperor Qianyuan was probably too excited by the prince's death, so he drank a lot tonight, and Yuan Xi helped him leave when the show ended.And He Zexi, who drank with Emperor Qianyuan, did not show any casualness until the end of the show, his face was calm as usual, and his steps were very steady.

Leaving Qinghe Hall, Ming Heng waved away the big inner guards who were about to send them back to the palace, and walked to Chonghua Palace alone with Xiao Fan and He Zexi.On the way, Mingheng leaned into He Zexi's ear and asked curiously, "Who is better at drinking, you or Tuobahong?"

He Zexi didn't expect him to ask this, his footsteps were obviously sluggish, but his face was as calm and calm as ever.With his hands behind his back, he calmly said a word: "I."

Mingheng frowned, a little surprised: "Tuobahong is so good at drinking that he can't compare to you?"

He Zexi suddenly smiled lightly, and unhurriedly began to expose his younger brother's background: "Being able to drink does not mean that he can drink well. Han Huan is the worst drinker in our family."

"No way!" Ming Heng was surprised, who is included in this whole family?Could it be that the weak He Jinnian was also a hidden alcoholic back then?

He Zexi was probably in a good mood after drinking, and he didn't cherish his words like gold as usual. He was in a good mood and told Ming Heng about Tuo Bahong's embarrassment: "Han Huan likes to drink, but his alcohol capacity is average. After a few more drinks, he will get drunk. After getting drunk, he is restless and will become very clingy, like a kitten, rubbing against people while hugging people, and acting like a baby. In short, he started drinking madly, and he couldn't stop it until he tossed it all night. So, with I never allowed him to drink more when I drank together."

Ming Heng's mouth was wide open when he heard that, his wife actually has such a side? !He didn't know it for so long!When he thought of this, he felt very regretful, and even thought about it in his heart, should he encourage him to drink a few drinks after the baby is born?He also wanted to see him acting like a kitten, maybe he would hug him and not let go.

Mingheng fantasized about Tuobahong with a flushed face hugging him like an octopus, rubbing his head on his shoulder, and softly calling his name...

Just thinking about it is exciting.

Ming Heng was dreaming, when a cold gaze suddenly fell on his side face.He turned his head and looked over, and saw He Zexi squinting at him, with dangerous eyes and a dangerous tone.

"Aren't you thinking about how to get him drunk?"

Mingheng's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly shook his head in denial: "Of course not! Am I that kind of person?"

He Zexi didn't pursue it either, and looked away, chuckled again, and said coolly: "That's true, and, with your drinking capacity, it's not certain who gets drunk."

Mingheng: "..."