Be Good Chapter 715: The Twelve Sons Are So Valuable
And along with it, a hard inkstone.
Ying Yiyu dodged lightly and deftly.
"What made the emperor so angry?"
"My son is just here to deliver something to my father." Ying Yi Yu shook the brocade in his hand, with a sense of innocence in his stability.
It seems that I don't know anything about the emperor's words.
"If you dare to hide, kneel down!"
The emperor's tone was harsh, and he scolded.
The first prince did not say a word, he just knelt down, "If there is something wrong with my son, please punish me in the light of my father."
"But the matter of having an affair, I will definitely never do it!"
"My son swears."
The emperor was so angry that his chest heaved, "How dare you deny it, Lao Qi, give him the things!"
Ying Qicheng was originally standing in the corner, when the emperor opened his mouth, he walked up to Ying Yiyu, "Pa..."
The booklet fell to the ground.
"Brother Emperor, please take a good look, this was sent to my residence anonymously."
Ying Yiyu raised his head, and what he saw was Ying Qicheng's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he really did not hide his malice.
Looking at the look in his eyes, Ying Yiyu knew what was written in the notebook without even looking.
However...
Ying Yiyu picked up the booklet and handed the brocade silk in his hand to Ying Qicheng, "Brother Huang will take a good look at it, and please send this to Huang Father."
"Oh, what is this?"
"At the gate of the palace, I ran into Master Xuanling of Qianfo Temple. Master Xuanling gave this object to the emperor, saying that it was a holy object from the south, and he wanted to give it to the emperor." Ying Yiyu crossed the city of Yingqi and looked Sitting on the Dragon Throne, the obscure father became more respectful, "Father, let's open it, after all, the south is a holy place..."
The enraged emperor took the brocade from Ying Qicheng.
The brocade silk fell into the hands of the emperor.
Immediately emits a ray of light.
It is extremely dazzling.
Ying Qicheng suddenly had a bad premonition.
Sure enough...
The next moment.
From the brocade and silk, came the voice of an old Sanskrit voice curling up like a Sanskrit, and the Sanskrit words of Nuoda appeared in mid-air.
"The twelve sons of Ying's family are born soul boys, the sons of auspiciousness. They are indescribably precious. The rise and fall of Daqi are tied to the twelve sons of Ying's family."
Falling into the ears of the emperor, these words were simply shocking.
This voice seems to be the voice of the former national teacher.
The emperor heard the voice of the former national teacher before he passed on the throne and the new national teacher.
Especially this Sanskrit sound, let alone decades, even hundreds of years, he will never forget it.
Twelve sons, twelve sons, besides Ying Yi, where else does he have twelve sons.
Not only the emperor.
Even Ying Yiyu, who was kneeling below, was slightly stunned.
He didn't expect the things Xuanling gave him to be so useful. His father seems to be...
Believe the words above?
He raised his hand and picked up the notebook, and if it was as he expected, every pen and every pen was full of conclusive evidence for him and Lu Fuliu.
"Father, this is a frame-up. The son-in-law and the concubine Qing have never said a word. This story is too terrifying."
When Ying Yiyu saw the excerpt, he kowtowed continuously.
There are blood marks on the forehead.
When Ying Qicheng saw that things were not good, he immediately knelt down, "My son also thinks that Brother Da Huang is not this kind of person, father, please don't be angry, and send someone to investigate."
The emperor looked at the two sons kneeling below.
Hawk eyes narrowed.
Before he could open his mouth, the voice of the **** came from outside, "The imperial concubine Qing will see you, and the twelve princes will see you."
"Let them in."
The emperor frowned, the Sanskrit sounds in mid-air had gradually disappeared, and the words on the brocade also disappeared without a trace.