The prince slowly withdrew from the emperor's bedroom with respect. (This book is reproduced on Literature Network)

When I turned around, I realized that my whole back was sweating, my forehead was filled with cold sweat, and my face was as pale as a dying person.

Until this time, he was completely sure that when his father rebelled against Pan Ni, he had already known that he had suppressed Shen Cezang and remained silent. However, his father had been silent. Perhaps from the day when Pan Ni was executed, his father began to make arrangements and planned to depose him, the prince.

Walking towards the palace gate in a daze, the prince felt a sense of despair and anger that was abandoned by his father.

Today, my father mentioned Liu Changsheng, the Shence Army to him face to face. What does this mean? Could it be that my father has decided to show off to him? Is it just a matter of fighting to depose his position as crown prince?

How should you deal with it? Delay time, or raise an army to force the palace?

The prince was suddenly shocked by this idea. He forced the palace to be forced to do something so far away. When did he start to fight? The situation has forced him to make a choice. What should he do?

He only hopes to take the throne from his father smoothly. With the congratulations of the ministers, he sits openly on the emperor's dragon throne. When all nations come to pay tribute to the four barbarians, others will admit that he is the orthodox Chinese.

Forced the palace is just a difficult solution in his mind. Even if it succeeds, he is also a traitor in the eyes of court officials and the people. He is a traitor who usurped the throne. I don’t know how many years it takes, how much energy and material resources it takes to soothe the hostility of the court and the people. But now the situation is in danger. Does God really want to force himself to take this step?

"Your Highness, Your Highness" was waiting at the small yellow gate outside the palace gate to see the prince walking out alone, and he seemed unconscious and couldn't help calling out.

The prince came to his senses, looked at the sky, and raised his feet and boarded the chariot.

"Go back to home." The prince's weak voice came from the car, and the huge carriage and the ceremonial war suddenly moved.

When he returned to the mansion, Fan Rui looked gloomy. He came out from inside, walked quickly to the prince, and whispered: "Your Highness, something is wrong, something happened."

The prince's heart sank: "What's the matter?"

"This morning, when the small yellow gate in the mansion was cleaning the woods outside the side hall, he found a corpse. "What?" The prince was shocked: "Whose body?"

Fan Rui shook his head and said, "I can't be sure for the time being. Seeing that he looks like a Like or a thief, the prince put down his thoughts and frowned and said, "No matter who he is, why did he die in the orphan mansion?"

Fan Rui said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, let's not talk about this matter for now. What's even worse is that from this morning, there is a rumor circulating in the major teahouses and restaurants in the capital that the people in the Prince's Mansion killed the subordinates of the King of Ying, and the body was still left in the mansion."

The prince frowned and said, "Can this corpse really be from the British Palace?"

Fan Rui shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Who knows this? You can't ask him in front of King Ying, right? Even if you ask him, he will definitely not admit it."

The prince said in a daze: "Then we don't admit it. Just find a place where there is no one and burn the body."

Fan Rui shook his head and said, "No, it's too late, the city has already been circulating, and "and,"

“And what?”

"I went out and checked it out and found that the west side of the mansion was close to the wall of the downtown city, with blood sprinkled all the way from the street to the wall of our mansion. Many people in the city, the soldiers of the city defense army and the yamen runners of the Jinling Mansion have seen it. They can't hide it. It can be said that now, the officials and people in the entire capital may already know about this."

The prince was shocked and said, "Who did this?"

Fan Rui said solemnly: "Your Highness, if this matter is handled improperly, it may be very troublesome."

"Recently, rumors have been everywhere in the capital that Your Highness may be deposed. All officials are ready to move. The defence and the protector are quarrel. At this critical moment, if it is reported that Your Highness has an affair with a murder case, and even vaguely point the murderer at you, "Your Highness. I'm afraid the situation will be very unfavorable to you!"

The prince was stunned for a moment, then his face turned ashen, and two angry flames ignited from his eyes. He looked straight ahead, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth and said, "Who? Who is it that he can't get along with Gu, and frames Gu with such vicious means?"

Fan Rui calmly analyzed: "It is not difficult to guess. The master of this matter. First of all, he must make sure that he can do it after he has done it. The consequences of this matter may lead to His Highness being impeached by all officials and deposed by the emperor. Therefore, the biggest benefit is the three princes who stayed in the capital."

Seeing that the prince was enlightened, Fan Rui continued, "Among the three princes, King Fu is cowardly.

In addition, the rumor is that this corpse is a subordinate of the Ying Prince's Mansion, so the suspicion of King Fu can be ruled out. From the following point of view, this matter should be a play written and acted by the Ying Prince."

"Sir, mean...?"

"There are rumors that the prince sent someone to capture the subordinates of the King of England into the mansion and killed him. The King of England was afraid of the prince's power, so he dared not speak out, nor did he dare to complain to the emperor. The people of the people sympathized with the King of England, and your highness, your reputation among the people, "on the contrary," instead, "has been reduced a lot. Your Highness, just imagine, who else can besides the King of England benefit the most?"

"But, isn't the King of Ying assisting King Shou? He helped King Shou fight for it. What should he do if he has this small benefit?" The prince looked at Fan Rui in confusion.

Fan Rui smiled slightly, stroked his beard and did not answer, but the expression on his face had already given the prince an answer.

The position of the prince is so attractive. As a prince, who would have no ambitions?

"King Ying! You, you are too bullying! I will not let you go!" After the prince understood, he looked ferocious, clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and said angrily.

At the same time, the British Palace was in chaos.

In the front hall, on the smooth white jade floor, celadon tea cups and vases were broken all over the floor. The King of England was furious. Several subordinates knelt on the ground with his anger and shivered, silent as if they were cold.

"Tell me! What's going on? How could the corpse of the knife-wielding boy appear in the prince's mansion? Didn't he go to Fang's mansion to kill Ye Ling'er and Fang Zheng?" King Ying was so angry that his neck roared.

"The Palace" Your Highness, my subordinates, "I really don't know!" One subordinate said with a sad face:

After the sword handle sneaked into Fang's mansion last night, there was a lot of noise in Fang's mansion. The subordinates thought he had succeeded. Unexpectedly, the corpse would fail. However, another subordinate of the prince's mansion appeared in the prince's mansion for no reason and interfered with him: "Is it because the sword handled the mistake after the sword handled the wrong way, and accidentally entered the prince's mansion and was killed by the guards of the prince's mansion?"

"Bang!" King Ying was so angry that he kicked the subordinate away.

"Take the wrong path? Are you a fool who is a knife handle? Or is this king a fool?"

"Your Highness calms down! According to the subordinates, this matter was mostly done by Fang Zheng. After the knife-hander mission failed and died, Fang Zheng ordered someone to quietly put his body into the prince's mansion at night to blame Your Highness. This person is so despicable."

King Ying said angrily: "How come he died, I will do what now? There are rumors in the entire capital that the prince killed my king's people. My concubine admitted it, and it is not true that I don't admit it. What should I do if I don't admit it? "

"Why bother Your Highness? Anyway, the battle between Your Highness and the Prince has already appeared, so why bother to offend the Prince?"

"What's wrong? Are you a pig's brain? Do I need to worry about the prince? What's wrong with the prince's happiness or anger? What's wrong with me? My king is worried that my father must have known this. If he asks, how should I answer? What's the intention of sending someone to sneak into the prince's mansion late at night? How should I deal with it?"

"The sword handle is His Highness's death soldier. Outsiders do not know his identity. If His Highness does not admit it, no one can do anything to you."

King Ying sighed and looked at his subordinates, and couldn't help but feel even more upset.

Don't admit it? It's too simple to think about it. Does the father need evidence if he doubts someone or denies someone? People are so terrifying. Now everyone in the capital knows this. What will the father think in his heart?

At this moment, King Ying regretted it very much. Why did he listen to King Shou and sent someone to sneak into the Fang Mansion to assassinate Ye Ling'er? Now, he can steal chickens without eroding the rice and put himself in a passive state.

"Fang Zheng! You despicable and shameless villain! Bastard!" King Ying gritted his teeth and cursed angrily.

The despicable villain and bastard Comrade Fang Zheng is shopping.

The assassin's corpse was thrown into the prince's mansion without anyone noticing. For him, he just disturbed the already turbid waters of the capital. He felt that he had just done a very dirty prank, just like everyone was making a joke on April Fool's Day in his previous life, which was harmless.

Of course, Fang Zheng never expected that his joke, which was not kind but not very malicious, would cause much trouble and panic to the prince and the King of England.

At this moment, Fang Zheng was proud and walked radiantly on the street of the flower market, holding a candy man in his hand, and sometimes sticking out his tongue to lick it a few times. A pair of thieves kept looking at the buttocks and chests of the girl who was constantly moving. The more he looked, the happier he became. A trace of crystal clear saliva flowed out of the corner of his mouth. It was hard to tell whether it was licking the candy man or the girl.

Changping and Yanran went to the Fang family business to clear the accounts. Fang Zheng stayed at home and thought about it, thinking that his wives worked hard to earn money to support the family for him and the Fang family. As the male owner of the Fang family, the current business owner would seem too irresponsible if they always ignore the business at home. After Changping complained about him yesterday, Fang Zheng got up early today and walked towards the business. He cared about the business in a formal manner, and expressed his sweetest condolences to his wives who were busy at the forefront of making money.

Walking on the bustling street with endless crowds, Fang Zheng couldn't help but sigh, "Look at how fulfilling the people are. Every day, they work hard to survive, and go home and hug their wife and son, enjoy family. But look at himself, who does nothing every day, even his wife lives much more meaningful than him." He really doubted, could God let him travel through time? He was to let him live a life of scattered life in ancient times and be a down-to-earth, rice insect?

If this is true, it would be so happy! Alas, if there were no troubles in the court, his life traveling through time can be said to be flawless. After solving this problem, he would simply take his wives out of Beijing for a trip and ride around the world in a carriage. Wouldn't it be fun?

"Ah, there are thieves! There are thieves who rob things!"

The exclaim interrupted Fang Zheng’s beautiful conception of the future.

"Catch him quickly! The wallet! My wallet!"

Fang Zheng looked closely and found that a man not far from him, dressed in a luxurious middle-aged and rich businessman, ran and shouted in an upright manner, chasing a young man in front of him who was panicked with something in his arms.

The two of them quickly caught the attention and attention of passers-by. One ran in front and the other chased them desperately, and soon. The two of them got closer and closer to where Fang Zheng was standing.

Fang Zheng looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but frowned deeply, saying hatefully: "The world is going down the wind and people's hearts are not as good as ever! In broad daylight, such an outrageous robbery happened on the streets of the capital. What did the prefect Jinling do for food? I will have to study a book in front of the emperor tomorrow!"

The guards guarding behind Fang Zheng looked at each other.

Just grabbing a wallet is too common. Is it necessary to describe it as a serious word "outrageous and crazy"?

However, Lord Fang's next words can be said to be "turning around"

He stared at the thief's purse, showed his greedy eyes, licked his lips, and said regretfully: "I had known I'd been snatching it; it's a pity that he took the lead in this fat sheep. Damn it! So jealous,"

All the guards arrived.

Is it an adult so tall that he is called "outrageous"?

The young man robbing money ran in front, and he saw that he was getting closer and closer to Fang Zheng.

The guard couldn't help asking, "Sir, do you care about this?"

Fang Zheng said seriously: "Share it! Of course you have to! As the imperial official, I am the official, protecting the safety of the people's property. Oh, I will continue to say later, bastard, look at the trick!"

Before he could continue to brag about himself, seeing that the thief had already run to the point of trying, Fang Zheng hurriedly helped out for two steps, then jumped up, and kicked the thief to the ground with a beautiful little flying leg.

The onlookers immediately cheered.

"Oh, this young man is very skilled. The flying legs in the net make him so beautiful!"

"Yes! What's even more rare is that this young man is righteous and kind-hearted in ancient times, and is really a chivalrous figure!"

Fang Zheng was so happy that he was praised by the passers-by. He tried his best to hold back his smug smile. He bowed around him and said with a righteous heart: "Everyone is raising love, love is raising love! Eliminating violence and being injustice is our obligation. It is nothing. Hehe, the playboy's young master's vip chapter list Chapter 252: "Money bag! My wallet" The middle-aged rich businessman who was snatched from the crowd stumbled into the crowd. Seeing this scene, Fang Zheng couldn't help but thank Lianlian.

Fang Zhengjun's face sank, glared at the unlucky robber who was kicked down, shouting:

"Hao! A bold thief, teasing good women in broad daylight,"

The robber screamed, and was stunned when he heard this, raised his head and said, "What did you say? I only rob money, but I didn't tease women."

Fang Zheng was also stunned and turned to ask the guard next to him: "I just said that he was teasing a woman?"

Seeing the guard nodding, Fang Zheng scratched his head. Why would I say that? Did I express my subconscious?

Seeing the robber looking at him with a pitiful look, Fang Zheng shouted righteously: "I care what you did! Anyway, you did bad things! Bah! I don't study well at a young age and learn from others as a thief. Where did your conscience go? Where did your shame go? When you dreamed at midnight, do you feel ashamed? I feel cold?

Fang Zheng began a long preaching, and the onlookers were fine, so he threw Fang Zheng and listened to Fang Zheng's robbers when watching the show.

Seeing everyone so supportive, Fang Zhengren was crazy and started to talk more proudly.

There were several generals in the crowd, with complex eyes in their eyes, staring at Fang Zheng who was flying in the field without a moment.
To be continued...