Spirit of the Phoenix: 113. Breaking

When the anti-theft ratio is 70%, it takes 36 hours. If you buy enough, try to refresh. There is a long-lost braised pork ribs in front of you. Tai'an salivated and lay down beside the table, tears and saliva almost flowed down together.

The little prince was calm and at ease, he picked up a piece and put it into his mouth, chewing carefully for a long time before swallowing it.

"Isn't it delicious?" Tai'an held his chin and looked at him eagerly.

The little prince shook his head lightly: "It's delicious. It's just that I've been vegetarian for a long time, and I can't swallow it."

Tai'an is ignorant, but he also knows that he is not just talking about a piece of meat in his mouth.

In the past few years, although there was a prince in the East Palace, it was useless. The servant in the Eastern Palace only recognizes the Taifu but not the Crown Prince. Even if he really married Miss Pei's family that day, he might not be very different from the current Holy Majesty.

They are all puppets held by others.

But within one night, the little prince had three hundred guards in his hands.

"It's easy for me to eat a bowl of spare ribs today. How can I afford to feed three hundred mouths in the future?" The little prince frowned and sighed softly, then stared at Tai'an again with a very serious expression: "Tai'an, all the monsters and elves around here know some spells, and they can turn stones into gold and decay into magic. You are only a ghost of thirty years, not to mention that the city was rich and rich, so why didn't you think about where to bury it in the palace?" How about some gold and silver treasures, so you can take them out and spend them now?"

Tai'an choked, feeling a little guilty when he was told by the little prince, as if this useless paper ghost really dragged him down.

Her joy disappeared in an instant, and her back shrugged. She couldn't even arouse the braised pork ribs in front of her eyes. The dragon chair...drilled in and hollowed out? Or...I slipped out at night..."

"Fool." The little prince's voice was obviously playful, and it was rare to reveal the livelyness of a young man. He got down on his knees and looked directly at her who was downcast: "You're kidding. With your small body, it's hard to last the whole night. Besides, there will be more and more customers in the East Palace in the future. How can you move Jinshanyinshan? "

His ambition and goal are clearly revealed, and he has no longer concealed it in front of Tai'an.

Taian raised his head in a daze: "What about the money?"

The little prince smiled without saying a word, and looked in the direction of Suzaku Gate.

When it was time to light the lamps, General Li came in person, brought a small nanmu box, and brought back the little servant who had been ordered by the prince to pass the message to Pei's house.

"Princess concubine enters the palace from Suzaku gate," the servant lowered his head, "Winter clothes and summer shirts are all in the box, all are prepared by the crown concubine for His Royal Highness."

The waiter paused for a moment, and said with a deep meaning: "The second young lady of the Jinzhong Qin family is on good terms with the princess and concubine. She is also very good at Jin embroidery, and her embroidery is superb. The lady specially asked the minister to take a closer look at the box." Of the summer shirts in the book, you may guess which one was sewn by the Crown Princess herself, and which one was written by Miss Qin Er?"

The unique flavor of life between children is sweet to the ears and sweet to the heart.

The crown prince nodded with a smile, and praised the little servant: "The errand was done well."

The waiter was clever, and immediately knelt down to salute: "I would like to saddle up for Your Highness, and please give me your name."

The prince's eyes were deep, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Sha Yuan."

Tai'an froze, silently recited the name "Shayuan" that the little prince had given to the servant several times.

Yu Wentai, a general of the former dynasty, led 10,000 generals in ambush among the reeds to lure the enemy, and defeated the 200,000 troops of the Western Wei Dynasty.

It is a battle, known as the "Battle of Shayuan" in the world.

East Palace, only three hundred guards are here today.

The little prince has already pointed his sword at the battle of Shayuan, where the weak defeated the strong and came from behind.

Tai'an's heart was agitated, and he realized his blazing determination. For some reason, she just believed in him unreservedly, and there would be a day when she would get what she wanted.

The servant Sha Yuan thanked the prince, stood up and stood aside. The little prince stepped forward and opened the small nanmu box with his own hands. I saw dozens of inner shirts, ranging from light and thin to warm and thick, all packed in a box.

The little prince picked up the top one, and it was extremely heavy. The little prince's frown was loosened, and he shook it off slightly, but the cotton and linen underwear made a rustling sound.

Tai'an was still doubtful, but the little prince didn't hesitate anymore, he clenched his sleeves tightly with both hands and violently tore off the cotton inner shirt.

The sound of ding dong came, like the sound of gold and silver colliding.

Tai'an leaned close to the little prince's neckline and looked down, only to find pieces of bright yellow gold leaves tightly embroidered on the lining of the inner shirt, covering most of the clothes.

A box of clothes, one piece at a time.

It is the gold and silver sent by the Qin family, and it is also the certificate of honor handed over by the Qin family.

Solved the little prince's urgent need to burn coal, and also waited for the little prince's answer.

The little prince looked slightly relaxed, and turned his head to tell Sha Yuan: "Return to the princess, Miss Qin Er is very good at embroidery, I really like it."

He paused, and added: "Father feels sorry for Baolin. Although life and death will never meet again, funeral rites should be followed."

"Second Miss Qin please rest assured." The little prince said lightly.

Death and life will never meet again, and the Qin family's desire to see Baolin's body is broken.

The funeral ceremony is a guarantee from the little prince to the Qin family. Even if the emperor wants to protect his own face, he will not announce the truth of Baolin's death to the public. Big burial to show grace.

Although he has not been in the palace for a long time, he has already heard about the "Tiejiaguan": the torture method commonly used in the inner palace, layers of wet mulberry paper are applied on the mouth and nose , suffocate people to death.

It's terrifying.

The little prince stretched out his hand and patted his heart to comfort Tai'an, then nodded to Mr. Ying and said: "Sir, don't worry, I know what you mean."

Although Ying Yue said it in a cryptic manner, but now the palace has the ability to add an official to a Baolin Tie to death, and he does it so that no one can see it. Besides the powerful Empress Chen, who else? ?

The result that the queen killed Qin Baolin is also consistent with the initial speculation of the prince and Tai'an, that is, the Qin family fell out with the queen, and the pregnant Baolin was murdered by the queen.

All doubts and evidences gradually pointed to the same person, but the little prince who should have become more confident felt uneasy.

The crown prince's hesitant expression fell into Ying Yue's eyes. Ying Yue and General Li looked at each other with a little relief, and said slowly: "There is one more thing, I don't know if I should say it or not..."

The little prince's brows were raised high, and his scrutinizing gaze immediately cast him: "Tell me the truth."

"I'm over the line. During the autopsy, I untied Baolin's pajamas." Ying Yue said in a low voice.

Tai'an covered his mouth, suppressing the exclamation that almost spilled out of his mouth.

No matter how old Mr. Ying is, being disrespectful to a concubine is a crime of beheading! Mr. Ying can be honest with the prince like this, it can be seen that although the two met for the first time, he has a deep trust in the prince.

The little prince thought the same way, his eyes immediately warmed up, and he looked at Ying Yue with admiration: "Doctors are benevolent, regardless of gender. I am very relieved that you can do your duty like this."

Ying Yue breathed a sigh of relief after all, and continued: "It coincides with the low temperature in winter, and Baolin's body can still be preserved. I have carefully checked Baolin's whole body, and found a small discovery."

"Speaking of it, it's insignificant." Ying Yue was still apprehensive, and said hesitantly, "It's just that Baolin's skin is Saixue, smooth and delicate like creamy fat. There are no scars on the whole body, from fingertips to soles of feet. It can be seen that the family is well-off and pampered."

What he said was thoughtless, quite out of order.

Tai'an was confused when he heard it, but he just felt that it's no wonder Mr. Ying is so hesitant - he said to the little prince that your concubine's skin is very smooth, even in Dayan, where the folk customs are open, it is too difficult for people to accept some.

Qin Baolin was born in a wealthy family and has good skin. Isn't it a matter of course? But why did Mr. Ying point out Qin Baolin's good skin on purpose?

But the little prince didn't care about the offense in Ying Yue's words, instead he frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he bowed deeply to Ying Yue: "I know what you said, sir, thank you for speaking out."