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Chapter 165 Don't Pick Up His Highness on the Roadside (30)
Yes, who could oppose her in the previous dynasty, who else could have the courage and power other than the cabinet?
What's more, the embezzlement of food and wages has long been a consensus among courtiers, who would cut off their own fortunes?
"It's Liu Chao!"
This man is really immortal.
"Return all the Chahar people living in Shangjing to the grasslands, and allocate funds to them from the account of this palace, so that they can survive the winter."
Not only for Jebbie, but also for her guilt.
Li Ge nodded, but he was a little uneasy.
"I heard that Li Shouliang has already sentenced himself to prison. If His Highness makes another move at this time, I am afraid that Liu Chao's side will jump over the wall in a hurry."
His words made Si Tu alarm bells.
Now that she has evidence of the correspondence between Liu Chao and Li Shouliang, will he directly act?
Si Tu didn't dare to think about it any longer, and immediately jumped on the horse and rushed back to the princess' mansion.
But she was anxious, and did not notice a familiar figure in the corner of the corridor and the crisp sound of chains colliding.
At this time, the night was dark, and the lights up and down the princess's house were brightly lit, and the imperial doctors in the palace came several times.
Zebie was lying on the couch covered in injuries, his forehead was wrapped in gauze, and he looked seriously injured.
"How is he?"
Si Tu grabbed the imperial doctor's collar, his voice trembling.
She shouldn't have let Zhebie come back alone, she should have thought that Liu Chao would kill him to eliminate the evidence.
"The wounds on His Highness Ninth's body will heal in a few days, but his head was injured, and Wei Chen doesn't know when he will wake up."
Maybe tomorrow, maybe never wake up.
But the Imperial Physician didn't have the guts to tell His Highness this.
Seeing him lying on the couch covered in blood, Situ's eyes were wet, and she was about to cry.
"His Royal Highness, Rong Weichen reminds me that the blood on the ninth highness is not his own."
This man is all right, he looked at His Highness like he was mourning.
This is a serious doubt about his professional level, which cannot be tolerated.
After sniffing, Si Tu held back her tears, she had more important things to do.
She will never let Liu Chao go!
"Where's the assassin?"
Ah Mo stepped forward and replied,
"There is another living mouth. He wanted to bite his tongue to commit suicide but was rescued by the imperial doctor."
The imperial doctor's arrogant face said: Humph, that's all?
But that fellow really bit too lightly.
"Take him to the study, Ben Gong has something to ask."
Situ's eyes seemed to be quenched with ice, which made everyone present shudder.
Don't look at His Highness's cold and easy-going appearance on weekdays, but when you get angry, even if your Majesty comes down, you won't be able to coax him.
When the man was brought to the study, the assassin had already been sentenced, but he still had no choice.
Situ held the nine-pan whip and sat high in the main seat, looking down at him.
"Bring the pen and ink over, since the tongue can't move, the hand can always move."
But the assassin refused to hold the pen without saying anything.
"It's easy to die, but it's hard to live. If you don't write it, this palace has a way for you to write it."
Si Tu clapped his hands, and Ah Mo moved out the long-running lynchings in the palace.
Before, was afraid of tossing people to death, so didn't do anything ruthless, but since His Highness has returned, let's greet all the eighty-one punishments.
Do you really think that her Royal Highness is a pure-hearted person?
Situ: I always feel that you are not complimenting me.
"Ahhhh, slow down when you're punished. Ben Gong likes to see him begging for death."
After posing, Situ held his chin, as if talking about what to eat tonight.
Assassin: Doesn't it mean that His Royal Highness has always had a pure heart?
This is obviously a Shura who climbed up from hell!
I can't do this one!
The assassin immediately held the pen that fell on the ground, humming in his mouth, his eyes full of pleading for mercy.
He writes, and he still can't write.
This woman is so cruel.
Seeing him start to cooperate, Si Tu smiled coldly and his voice was low,
"What should I do, Ben Gong's patience is about to be worn out by you, and I still want to see you being tortured."
This magic sound fell in the ears of the assassin, goosebumps arose, and the hand speed became faster.
After a while, the assassin explained everything on the rice paper.
The murderer was Liu Chao.
"Take this person and enter the palace with this palace."
Liu Chao couldn't stay, even for one night, Si Tu couldn't wait to send him to hell.
A candle was lit in the Taiji Hall, Xi He was wearing a memorial at his desk, but a notification sound came from outside the hall.
"A Tu? It's so late, is there something urgent?"
Xihe hurriedly let people in, and by the way ordered Anian to put a cup of hot tea on her to ward off the cold.
"Mother, my son has something important to report."
After Situ entered the palace gate, he went straight to the point, and explained the whole story clearly in the future.
And those evidences were also presented to Xi He.
"What a Liu Chao, he actually dared to assassinate the third princess of the dynasty, will he come directly to take my head next time!"
Xi He slapped the table and stood up, the blue veins on the forehead were straight, it was obvious that he was very angry.
She had long intended to clean up the cabinet, but since there was no direct evidence, she had been patient.
But he was so daring enough to assassinate her most beloved daughter, he didn't know what to do!
"Notify the Imperial Forest Army and put Liu Chao in jail immediately!"
These evidences will also become his reminders.
Shangjing is still shrouded in the middle of the night, but someone has fallen like a meteor tonight.
The matter of Liu Chao was a mutiny, and Xihe pulled out his minions little by little, and replaced a batch of fresh blood for the cabinet.
Not only the cabinet, but all those who corrupt food and pay will be dismissed from office, and those with talents will come first.
For a time, Haiqing and Heyan in Zhou Dynasty, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and they all applauded.
But Situ's mood was still clouded over.
"When will he wake up?"
After the imperial doctor carefully examined the pulse, the frowning brows did not loosen.
"Perhaps, His Highness Ninth is unwilling to wake up."
He had used all the medicines he should have used, and his body had returned to normal, but this man just didn't wake up.
Then there is only one possibility.
It's him who doesn't want to wake up.
Si Tu's breathing was stagnant, and his fingertips trembled fiercely.
"But if His Highness can stimulate him, it is still possible to wake up."
It's just that he has a certain degree of certainty, which is not within his ability.
"Ben Gong, I understand."
Si Tu stayed by his couch and brought a hot towel to wipe his pale face.
"If you still don't wake up, this palace will execute all those Chahar people and kill your last thoughts."
Imperial Physician: Come on, it's so ruthless, Your Highness.
"Hey, his hand seems to have moved a little bit, His Highness, continue and don't stop!"
The imperial doctor was so excited that he almost jumped up, don't say it, although the words are cruel, they are useful.
"As well as the remains of your grandfather, this palace will send someone to dig it up, and the bones will be smashed to ashes."
Imperial Doctor: I can't afford it, I'm scared.
Truly a pure-hearted Third Highness.
Situ originally wanted to continue to speak ruthlessly, but his sleeves were pulled tightly.
Zhebei opened his eyes, forced himself to sit up, his eyes were blood red, and he said word by word,
"you dare!"