Spirit of the Phoenix: 128. Zi Palace

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"But Tai Tuo impeached me for coercing/raping Mrs. Yang. In the final analysis, there is no real evidence." The little prince's eyes were dark, and he continued, "Because there is no witness, no material evidence, and no third-party statement. , the case is complicated and confusing, and it is as difficult to say I am innocent as to say I am guilty, so the Taifu, out of integrity and anger, chose to splash blood in front of the palace to show his will by death."

After the death of the Taifu, the little prince lost the greatest support behind him. He was unable to get married and start a mansion after the year. He also planted the seeds of suspicion and disgust in the heart of his father, and even became a virtuous person in front of the officials. Lost prince.

However, the crime of "coercion/rape" cannot be established due to the lack of witness and material evidence.

Tai'an nodded in agreement: "Da Yan's people are open-minded, not to mention you are a prince, it is very unlikely that you will be sent to prison just because of this unwarranted coercion/rape, at most it will only damage your reputation."

"Then what should I do?" Tai'an frowned, "Your reputation is damaged, can you still keep the crown prince?"

The little prince laughed lightly and shook his head: "Reputation is always just a small thing that the superiors hold in the palm of their hands. If the father decides to abolish my position as the prince, what will I do?" It doesn't help if you have a noble character. But if my father sincerely protects me, then the stigma at this moment is nothing at all."

If the reputation can be broken, it can also be established.

Whether he can survive this battle is only in the mind of his father.

The little prince stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice: "In the nature of heaven and earth, people are the most precious. There is nothing better than filial piety."

"Any act of kindness is inferior to pure filial piety. Any stigma can be broken by pure filial piety."

Filial piety is the best spear and also the best shield. No matter how immoral and incompetent people are, as long as they can use the umbrella of filial piety, they can always save face for themselves. The little prince took a deep breath and continued thinking.

If... If the emperor, who has family affairs and national affairs, internal and external troubles, becomes sick from overwork, he can't afford to get sick.

The imperial physician in the palace was helpless, and the little prince, who was still under confinement, heard the news, took out the cutting knife on the desk, raised the knife to his heart, gouged out a piece of heart and made it into medicine, and gave it to him The sick emperor took it.

Father and son are connected, the emperor is getting better day by day after taking the medicine, and in front of all the officials, he praised the prince for his benevolence, filial piety, purity and kindness.

Such a turmoil of the crown prince's unethical behavior, wouldn't it be self-defeating under the comparison of the crown prince's pure filial piety?

Tai'an suddenly realized: "You mean...you need to play a bitter trick with your father. Your father pretended to be sick, so you gouged out your own heart and gave him medicine, and used pure filial piety to stop it." The mouth of the ministers?"

Her eyes lit up, and she nodded again and again: "This method is really good! The Taifu's impeachment of the prince is not virtuous, but after all, Mrs. Yang is a slave and has passed away. No one knows what happened on the night of the incident. Can speak clearly."

"With your emperor's father personally guaranteeing you and praising you for your outstanding virtues, those foul words to impeach you will naturally be untenable!" Tai'an smiled and was very relaxed.

The little prince's heart became more and more heavy.

It is not difficult to think of such a way to escape and make such a game.

But she still doesn't understand. Whether it's bitter tricks or counter-scheming, all the tricks are calculated in the end, relying on the unpredictable people's hearts.

The father-son relationship between him and his father, his father's ardent expectation and trust in him, the four years in this deep palace, the brainwashing and the blood splashing of the prince by the pillow. Under the impact of the attack, how much is left?

Even if his father believes that he suffered innocently, there is indeed a risk in pretending to be sick. What if Da Sima and Empress Chen used their tricks to turn the "fake illness" into a "real illness" and took the opportunity to kill his father? His father, is he willing to bear such fear and risk for him?

He disclosed the news to the servant sent by the emperor early on, but he didn't get any reply for a long time. Doesn't it mean that the emperor is hesitant and worried, and he is hesitant to weigh the gains and losses?

The longer the time passed, the stronger the impeachment of the prince in the court, and the more hopeless he would be to resume the case.

The little prince looked gloomy, and had gradually accepted the fact that he was about to become his father's abandoned son.

Tai'an saw some clues, pondered for a moment, and clapped his palms together again.

"Little prince!" She was a little excited, "Don't be too discouraged! I thought of a good idea!"

"You have been with Father for so many years, even if he hesitates at this moment, it is just a momentary thought!" She smiled, as if the sky falling was not a big deal.

"Since he is hesitating, it means that he still has you in his heart. Here, you just need to find someone to remind him of the true relationship between you father and son in the past. He will definitely miss you and cooperate with you to play to save you!"

The prince couldn't help laughing, and shook his head mockingly: "I am now in peace, and everyone wants to step on it. Who is willing to speak for me? Even if I speak for me, how can my father be willing to listen and believe me?" What about?"

Tai'an smiled with crooked eyebrows and blinked at him: "I know! So it's very important to choose someone who advises your father. It must be someone he trusts very much, and he must be able to remind him of the relationship between you. feelings, but also to make him defenseless..."

"This candidate, the most suitable one is your mother! Here, asking your mother to persuade your father will not only remind him of his father and son memories in the past, but also remind him of his love for your mother and father." Your guilty heart!

What? His aunt?

The prince was shocked: "My aunt? My aunt has passed away for four years, and I am afraid she has become a lonely ghost..."

Tai An interrupted him with a smile, and pointed to his nose: "Here, little prince, have you forgotten? I am also a lonely ghost!"

And this happened to be the brilliance of Da Sima and Empress Chen.

Under severe punishment, blood splattered everywhere. The Changxin Hall was full of palace servants who were **** and **** after being tortured, crying and begging for mercy, but praising His Highness the Crown Prince over and over again.

The more the crown prince Taifu Pei Xianzhi interrogated, the more frightened he became.

Dozens of people in the palace were full of compliments, and even at this time the prince was under house arrest in the Linhua Palace and under heavy punishment, he couldn't hear a single word of evil from the servants in the East Palace?

The little prince is only a thirteen-year-old boy, how did he manage to subdue the Eastern Palace as a whole?

If it is said that these personal servants voluntarily defended his reputation out of love and respect for the prince, but these personal servants never get close to him on weekdays, and they don't know the slightest bit about his living habits, hobbies and dispositions.

If you have never been close, how can you respect and love you?

Then what could be the reason for such unanimous maintenance, if it wasn't Lei Ting's wrist?

The Tai Tuo was in a trance as if struck by lightning. Is such a scheming and ruthless little prince still the respectful and silent boy he is familiar with?

The little prince was under house arrest in the Linhua Palace, and he didn't know that the servants in the East Palace of the Mandian Palace had completely killed him.

Pei Xianzhi, the crown prince's grandfu, who was full of surprises and doubts, found a handwritten letter buried under the incense ash from the prince's study.

It is said to be a handwritten letter, but it is just a scorched note that has been burned to pieces. The Taifu held the fragile shredded paper in his hands, and after distinguishing it for a long time, he finally recognized the word "old sword".

Nanyuan left her love, so the sword is deeply in love. The old love from when we were poor and humble is still in my heart, even if I am rich and powerful, I will never forget each other.

It can be either the little prince's memory of his mother who passed away innocently, or the lover who the little prince promises to accompany affectionately when his power is declining.

Every word and sentence, don't they all correspond to Yang's?

The seed of doubt was planted by the Taifu in Lingyan Pavilion when he saw the disheveled little prince, and at this moment, it burned into a hot flame.

In the end, it turned into a short line of words on the yellow note hidden in the cake: "Taifu's blood was splashed in front of the palace to show his will, impeach His Highness for bullying the wet nurse Yang...crime it."

Three birds with one stone.

"After the death of the Taifu, there will be no one in the court to fight against the Great Sima. The Crown Prince has lost his virtue. If he can take this opportunity to depose me, it would be great. Even if Father dies for me and the officials, Keep my position as the prince, but you can no longer think about the big wedding, you can only stay in this palace indefinitely, and be played by Chen Huashan." The little prince said coldly, as plain as if Narrating the past of others.

Tai'an couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his small fist, and slammed it on the desk with a bang: "It's too much to bully!"

Her face was flushed red: "The traitor Chen Keling is vainly trying to plot against me, Dayan's century-old country and society, let him dream! Little prince, don't worry, I will definitely help you!"

Help? You are just a thin piece of colored paper now, how can you help me?

The little prince snorted in his heart, glanced at Tai'an's puffed up chest, and didn't speak.

"Again, I see that you look like a piece of wood that has nothing to do with you, but what good idea has come to your mind?" Tai'an blinked his round almond eyes, and stretched out his finger to poke the little prince. , "Tell me quickly, so I can help you make up your mind?"

Although she was only about the size of a palm, she had a really loud voice. She was chattering non-stop at this moment, from poisoning and assassinating Empress Chen to witchcraft and blaming Sima, all the suggestions were absurd and unreliable.

The little prince couldn't stand it anymore when he heard that one head had two big heads, and finally he pinched her under his fingertips and stuffed her into the book of "Teachings from the Holy Ancestors".

When the pages are closed, the world is finally clean. The little prince was holding the thick "Instructions from the Ancestors", but he was a little dazed in the silence of this room.

He did have a plan in his heart, but all his plans, all hopes of resuming the game, in the final analysis, were pinned on his father, emperor and father alone.

Put it on the heart of the most unreliable emperor.

In the next two days, no more news came, and every bit of it showed that his father, the emperor, and his father were uncertain.