Spirit of the Phoenix: 4. Dead end

Abusing the wet nurse Yang, these six ink-stained characters were clearly written on the note.

No more mistakes.

The little prince pursed his lips deeply, but he didn't lose his temper like before. He didn't even look at Tai'an any more, and slowly rolled up the small note and put it in his mouth, chewing it into his stomach one by one.

He didn't look at her, but she stared at him intently.

The expression is gloomy, the complexion is dark, and the body is dry and thin. It looks like a chick that has not grown up.

Tai'an slowly frowned, recalling his elder brother's heroic appearance when he was twelve or thirteen years old, riding a bow and shooting a bow.

They are both princes, but the one in front of him is obviously malnourished, and the difference in treatment is quite big!

But when she watched the little prince's words and deeds these days, she felt something else. He was imprisoned but he was not in a hurry or panic, and he had a rough meal every day but had no complaints. There are many eyeliners around him, and he can still receive news from the outside world even when he is down, and his thoughts can be described as very meticulous.

The most important thing... when she woke up, she was just a paper ghost lying on the "Saint Ancestor's Instructions". Not only was the little prince not afraid of her, but he was able to figure out her identity with just a few words.

With such courage and wisdom, how can he be an ordinary twelve or thirteen-year-old child?

Tai'an had a flash of inspiration, he took a breath, and felt that he had guessed the truth, so he jumped onto the table in three steps in two, and said in a low voice: "I think you are young and fledgling, but there are differences." Your mother and brother coveted your position as the crown prince and tried to replace him, so they set up a trap to slander you?"

The little prince was taken aback, but he didn't expect her to say such a sentence.

In this way, she is not as stupid as he thought, so he slightly curled the corner of his lower lip when he thought about it.

Tai'an saw him but smiled and said nothing, suddenly felt that he had explained what was on his mind.

She and her elder brother are both descendants of the Empress Auntie's royal family, and she couldn't understand the plot of rebellion and seizing the heir, so she immediately said with righteous indignation: "The empress' blood should naturally inherit the lineage, how can you allow others to covet and slander her? The world is unfair and the sky has no eyes..."

The prince said coldly: "My aunt is not the queen."

Huh? Tai'an blinked his eyes, isn't it the queen? Is that the favored and distinguished concubine?

She reversed the topic quickly, and her little brain spun rapidly: "I am in the usual practice, and the mother is the most precious... Your mother and concubine are respected..."

The crown prince interrupted her again, his tone was three points colder than before: "My mother is not a concubine either."

Huh? Eh? Tai'an opened his mouth wide. He is neither the son of the eldest son nor favored by him. Does that mean he has the birthright?

She has a first-class kung fu of adapting to the wind, and racked her brains to find something to say: "The order of the elders and the young is the family law of the ancestors..."

The crown prince showed no mercy, and immediately said: "In the palace city, the father only has me as a child, and there is no distinction between young and old."

His face-slapping skills are also top-notch, even though Taian's face is as thick as a city wall, he was so beaten up that he couldn't speak a word at this time.

However, if it is not for the purpose of seizing the heir, who wants to frame him for what purpose? Or... Could it be that the prince in front of him is really a psychopath who forced/raped his nanny when he was a child?

Tai'an's suspicious eyes drifted to the little prince, and after a few glances, he immediately shook his head like a rattle.

Looking at his slender arms and his undeveloped body like bean sprouts, unless his nanny is too old to resist, it would be good for him not to be forced/raped, but where is the physical strength to force/rape others?

Tai'an lost the patience to guess, so he grabbed his sleeves and climbed up, asking like a cannonball: "Little prince, what is the situation? You have to tell me so that I can help you." .You are in a dangerous situation now. If you really lose your father's heart and are abolished as the crown prince, how can you succeed in the great rule? What if you die of malnutrition and die of malnutrition? The second crown prince succeeds, clear up my grievances?"

She said it so honestly, the little prince couldn't help but snorted in his heart.

It's not rough to say, but his current situation is exactly as she said, like walking on thin ice.

In order to keep him safe, his father took the lead in ordering him to contemplate his mistakes behind closed doors. The court hall was calm for a while, but they didn't expect it to be the last peace before the storm.

Just yesterday, the highly respected prince Taifu, who had been with him day and night and taught him for more than three years, splashed blood on the Golden Luan Hall, and kept claiming that he had seen him **** his wet nurse Yang to death.

I'm afraid that at this time, even his father will inevitably doubt whether his son is behaving abnormally because he lost his mother when he was young, and his virtue is not worthy of him.

But in the current situation, I really can't blame Father, and I really can't blame Taifu.

Thinking of the situation when Yang died, the little prince's heart froze, his eyes darkened, and he gradually turned his eyes to Tai'an who was on his arm.

He pursed his lips and made up his mind.

This encounter has become a dead end for him, so he might as well take this opportunity to fight to the death. If you don't give it a try, how will you know if the little devil in front of you is the life-saving straw that God gave him?

The little prince slowly stretched out his hand, pulled Tai'an off his sleeve, and gently placed him on the table.

"Before father came to Chang'an, he was an ordinary carpenter in Luoyang City." He turned his head, his eyes were clear, "You said that your father and mother are deeply affectionate, but do you know that I am My father and mother once raised the case that the eyebrows and the husband and wife are harmonious and beautiful, sleeping together on the same bed like glue?"

In the first dynasty of Yan Dynasty, since the Li family ruled in chaos and the king suppressed the rebellion, the power fell to the side. In the first year of Yuankang, King Ding died suddenly, and his youngest son would be five years old when he came to the throne. The chief minister, Chen Keling, took control of the government. In more than ten years, he changed three young masters, each of whom died unexpectedly.

"Ding Wang's lineage has long since died, and there is no one left in Zhongzong's blood. Only when we go back to Gaozu's bloodline, there are a few great-great-grandsons who are still alive." The little prince said softly.

The Great Sima Chen Keling found his father at this time.

His grandfather was indeed the grandson of the great ancestor, but a hundred years have passed, and the glory of the past is long gone. Apart from the fact that they share the same surname Lu, the family never thought that they could have anything to do with the royal family in this life.

At that time, his father was in a corner, working as a carpenter with no worries about food and clothing in Luoyang City, and his life was ordinary and happy. Da Sima came to visit with his troops, but his father knelt down, trembling and shunning again and again, and when he got up to see him off, there was a stinky dark wet spot under his blue-gray trousers, he was so frightened that he urinated one place.

It is extremely embarrassing to be so timid and cowering.

But Da Sima was very satisfied.

"The character is cowardly and incompetent, easy to control, but he is already an adult and healthy, so he can be called the best puppet candidate." Not only did the prince speak harshly to Tai'an, but he also ruthlessly commented on his father.

"If my father is made the emperor, and then marry a daughter to come in and be the queen. When a son is born, the father will keep the son. At that time, whether my big swallow will be overthrown or not is just a matter of his thoughts."

Everything was so beautifully planned, except for one thing.

At that time, his father had already married his mother and gave birth to him.

Da Sima Chen Keling's method of solving the problem is brutal, simple and effective.

When a husband and wife get married, they are originally white-headed and concentric. But on the day when his father flew to Huang Tengda and became a great treasure, the personal guards who came to pick up the "new emperor" returned to power, and brought a glass of poisoned wine and a three-foot white silk that the queen mother gave to his mother.

"The empress dowager lives deep in the palace and is controlled by the Chen family. My mother is a grassroots person, and they will kill them if they say so. But I have royal blood after all, so I can't be killed easily."

The little prince raised his eyes lightly, his calm face showed no sadness or pain, but his strong and forbearing appearance made Tai'an even more terrified, "Father succeeded to the throne, and Chen Keling's daughter-in-law Hua Shan was named queen. According to the ancestral etiquette, I was established as the prince. But in the past four years, my position as the prince is precarious, and I have never been able to sleep peacefully."

Tai'an couldn't bear to listen any longer, and yelled out loudly, his eyes flushed: "They have a good idea! Rebellious ministers and thieves tear down people's families and kill/wives and mothers, and even want to plot my country and society. Cut to pieces!"

"Little prince," she clenched her fists and solemnly promised, "Believe in me, I will clear up your grievances for you! I will never let the dog thief Chen Keling succeed!"

Tai'an paced back and forth anxiously, with a body as thin as a piece of paper, walking on the desk without making a sound.

She thought about it carefully, and then she was full of doubts: "Then, what happened to your nurse Yang? What happened at the time of the incident? Are there any witnesses? Are you openly accused/forced/addicted by the court? Could it be that the crown prince and the Chen family are accomplices?"

The little prince was silent for a while, and slowly shook his head: "The Taifu has survived three dynasties, and he is highly respected and kind to me. He was the one who resisted all the opinions when I got to be the prince. Over the past three years, he has been in danger several times. , and thanks to his old man who took good care of me."

"He will identify me as the murderer because he saw with his own eyes that the murderer who forced/raped/nanny was indeed me." The little prince said softly.