Rebirth of the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty

The moment the sharp sword pierced through the chest, the pupils of Yinhu's eyes suddenly dilated, glaring blood spurted out, and there was only time to let out an almost inaudible "sweat...", and the next moment, he collapsed.

The people in the whole room were completely stunned, so shocked that they completely forgot to react. Kangxi's eyes were red, and there was the deepest despair in his eyes. After all, he killed his son with his own hands.

Until the loud sound of Yinhu's body falling down, Yinrong was the first to recover from the shock, and ordered the guards who were also completely dumbfounded to quickly carry the body out.

Kangxi let go of the hand holding the sword hilt, and his body slid to the ground, completely limp, with tears all over his face.

Yinfeng pushed everyone out of the room, and in the end only he and Yinti stayed behind, and went up to help Kangxi, but Kangxi was so weak that he couldn't exert any strength, he just stared blankly at the big beach on the ground. There were bloodstains, tears streaming down his face, completely unresponsive.

Yinfeng and Yinti helped him onto the chair, one on the left and the other on the right, and they both knelt down in front of him.

"Khan Ama..."

After a while, Kangxi waved his hands wearily, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak: "You all go down..."

"Khan Ama, don't be like this..."

"You go down."

Yinti unobtrusively pulled the sleeve of Yinreng who wanted to say more, and said to Kangxi: "Khan Ama, please rest, we will come back later to greet you."

Afterwards, he gave Yinreng a look in the eyes, and Yinreng had no choice but to get up with him, retreated, went out and told the people around Kangxi to take good care of him, and then left together.

There was already a light rain falling outside, and the sky was completely bright, but it was gray and bleak.

Yinfeng stopped in his tracks, let out a sigh of relief, and asked the servant behind him: "What about the fourth child, why is everyone here but he didn't come?"

"Prince Yong is not feeling well. He went back last night and heard that he fell ill again."

"That's really capable," Yinfeng sneered coldly: "At this time, I'm pretending to be sick."

Kangxi may not have doubts about him, but what can doubts be, except for Yinhu's one-sided words, there is no evidence at all, and Yinhu has already done it himself by Kangxi, even if the matter really has something to do with him, someone has already helped He did it for the dead.

After hesitating for a while, Yinfeng rushed to Yinti and said, "Let's go and have a look."

"Look at the fourth child?"

"Look at how seriously ill he is, or if he has done too many bad things and is scared of being haunted by ghosts."

Walking not far from Yinzhen's residence, Yinti suddenly stopped and said to Yinfeng: "It's strange for us to go to see him together like this. He is such a caring person, he may be suspicious, you go in , I'll wait for you outside."

Yinfeng glanced at him: "If you don't want to see him, don't follow him just now."

Yinti really didn't want to see Yinzhen very much, just now he saw Yinti was stabbed to death by Kangxi's sword in front of him, after all, he was raised by a concubine, he felt a little uncomfortable, and now he really doesn't like it I am happy to see Yinzhen who is the biggest suspect.

However, he was really worried, worried that the fourth child might be really crazy to catch someone and kill him, so he came with Yinfeng, but he just waited outside.

Yinfeng didn't bother to guess his entangled thoughts, since he didn't want to go in, it's fine, so he didn't let Yinzhen's servants go in to inform, and directly ordered someone to push the door and go in.

Yinzhen was still lying on the bed, his complexion was not very good, he looked like he was dying.

Seeing Yinfeng coming in suddenly, he was obviously a little surprised, he hurriedly stood up to say hello, but Yinfeng didn't stop him, just watched him do the complete set of etiquette coldly, his eyes moved down from his face to his inadvertent smile. There is a red scratch on the back of the exposed right hand.

His pupils shrank slightly, and after a pause, Yinfeng opened his mouth slowly, saying: "I heard that my fourth brother suddenly contracted a cold and fell ill, so I came here to have a look, why, wasn't he all right last night?"

Yinzhen replied cautiously: "I went out in a hurry last night, wore less clothes, and stayed outside for too long. After returning, I fell ill. The second brother of Prince Lao is worried."

"That's right," Yinfeng dragged his voice out, speaking in an unclear manner: "The fourth brother's health is really bad, he needs to take care of it, if there is something wrong, the emperor may be so sad gone."

"My brother, thank you for your concern." Yinzhen replied calmly.

"Lao Ba was executed by the emperor, do you know? The sword pierced his chest directly in front of the civil and military courts, and his death was horrible..."

Yinfeng didn't want to be hypocritical with him anymore, so he went straight to the point, observing Yinzhen's expression while talking, and saw that there was no surprise in his eyes, only an indifference that had nothing to do with him, knowing that he already knew, And I don't even bother to pretend.

It really is hard-hearted.

"He was cruel and vicious. He deserved what he deserved for killing Seventeenth Brother."

"You really think he deserved it?"

"Isn't he inseparable from the death of the tenth child and the poisoning of the fourteenth child?" Yinzhen asked calmly, and then continued: "Plus this time, the stolen goods were taken together, so it is not wrong to execute him at all."

Obviously, even though he didn't go, he had heard all the details of Yinhu's interrogation by Kangxi himself just now, and Yinrong even doubted, no, it should be said that he was sure, but the clan mansion who crawled out at this juncture to turn over old scores The small official was also arranged by the Prince Yong in front of him.

"What's the matter with your hand?" Yinfeng's eyes fell on the back of his scratched hand again: "Is that scratched?"

Yinzhen subconsciously retracted his hands under his sleeves, and replied calmly: "I saw a few night cats looking for food at the back of the yard two days ago, and I took them to feed them on a whim, and accidentally got scratched. "

"Oh... so the fourth brother really has the heart of a bodhisattva."

Yinzhen didn't know if he didn't hear the irony in his words, so he didn't answer anymore.

Yinreng saw that he was so indifferent and calm, it was meaningless to ask him any more, and he didn't bother to say any more, so he turned and left.

After the door closed again, Yinzhen breathed a sigh of relief, and clenched his scratched hand tightly, with a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes. At this point, he has no turning back, and can only Going all the way to the dark like this, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

Yinti was pacing back and forth outside, his heart sank when he saw Yinfeng coming out, he strode up to meet him, and asked him: "What did you say?"

"Leave here first."

The rain had stopped and the sun came out. Yinfeng didn't let anyone follow him, and he didn't go back to his residence directly. Just the two of them wandered around in the pavilions and pavilions of the temple, and unconsciously transferred to Yinfeng last night. In front of the tower of the falling building.

On the muddy ground that was not soft but still covered with sparse weeds, there were bloodstains that had not been cleaned up. Yinfeng walked over slowly, stopped with his arms folded, lowered his head and looked thoughtfully, and kept on Until Yinti also came forward, wrapping his arms around his waist lightly.

"What are you thinking about?"

The deep voice came to mind, Yinfeng slowly raised his eyes and looked at him: "Think about the situation last night, the moment the old Seventeen fell, the scene you saw, unfortunately, came a little late. "

"..."

Yinti smiled dryly, if he didn't really know Yinreng's temperament too well, nine out of ten he would be frightened by his ferocious expression that seemed to be a smile when he spoke to him.

Yinfeng moved his eyes away, and his eyes swept around inadvertently again, and fell on a cluster of weeds not far ahead, and suddenly stopped, and after a while, he pushed Yinti to let him let go of himself , raised his feet and walked over, bent down and picked up the thing that fell in the grass and was stained with rain and dew.

The small Buddhist beads were held in Yinfeng's hands, and he lifted them up to look at the sun, his eyes slightly narrowed, and a smile of unknown meaning slowly appeared in his eyes.

Yinti walked over and took the Buddhist beads and weighed them in his hands, wondering: "This is..."

"The fourth one is dedicated to Buddha, and he wears this kind of thing on his wrist all the year round," Yinrong said, snorting, "The back of his right hand was scratched."

Yinti opened his eyes slightly in surprise: "It really is him..."

"Maybe." Saying this, they were almost sure that this time, Yinhu was really helping someone to be a scapegoat.

"Do you want to tell the old man?"

Yinreng squinted at him: "What do you say? Take this bead? There are such ordinary Buddhist beads everywhere in this temple. I'm afraid he had already patched up the beads when he went back last night. As for the scratches on his hands He said it himself, he was caught feeding the cat."

Thinking about the fact that these evidences were really untenable, Yinti could only sigh lightly, forget it for now.

Yinfeng raised his head and looked at the top of the tower where Yinli fell. After a while, he raised his jaw at Yinti: "Let's go up and have a look."

Climbing up the stairs, Yinti was unspeakably anxious, and subconsciously reached out to hold Yinrong's hand. Yinfeng turned his head and smiled at him, then clasped his hand tightly.

The two of them went all the way to the attic at the top of the pagoda. In the small attic that could be seen at a glance, there was nothing else except two broken old Buddha statues on the platform beside them.

Yinfeng walked slowly to the edge of the collapsed fence, his toes were almost in the air, the wind picked up and passed by, he slowly closed his eyes, and Yin Li's contraction appeared in his mind inadvertently. Looking at the scene of the devil struggling in pain in front of him in fear, he sighed in his heart, and the next moment, he was dragged away by the arms of the people following behind him.

"You stand so far in front, you're going to fall."

Yinreng turned around and looked straight into his eyes with a smile: "If I really fell, would you jump off with me?"

"What are you talking about?" Yinti felt uncomfortable, and stretched out his hand to hug him into his arms: "Don't think too much."

Yinfeng closed his eyes again, put his chin on his shoulder, and said softly: "Someone is really crazy, and he will definitely shoot again."

"What do you want?"

"Push the boat along with the current and grasp the current situation."

"Don't put yourself in the fire."

"I know, don't worry."