"There are not many people who have seen tiger talismans. Even if they have seen them, they can't remember it so clearly?" Xue Cheng said: "My subordinates keep half of the tiger talismans of the Imperial Army. No such thing!"

The emperor said coldly: "You can't make it because you can't find such a bronze general in your hand."

"His Majesty means..." Xue Cheng was halfway through his words, and those who followed did not dare to continue.

The tiger talismans of this dynasty were all made by the Royal Foundry Division. Whether it is technology or craftsmanship, few people can imitate them. The fact that this person can make a similar tiger talisman means that he probably has contacts with people from the casting department.

In other words, this person is extremely well-connected and has status in Beijing.

"There is something unclear about this subordinate. It is a big crime to recruit private soldiers and make tiger talismans privately." Xue Cheng asked, "Since he wants to recruit private soldiers, he can make a new set of tiger talismans, so why should he imitate the style of my Chaohu talisman? ? If something goes wrong, wouldn't it be easy to show off?"

"Hmph." The emperor put the letter on the table, "Perhaps he is thinking that in the future he can directly bring the private army into the orthodox."

At that time, a name will be given directly, and there is no need to change the tiger talisman. This private army can justifiably become the official army of the dynasty, and can also receive the salary of the imperial court like other camps.

But to do so must have a premise, that is, Yu Fang should be the emperor.

In this way, who is the person behind the private army camp is ready to be revealed.

This dynasty has the opportunity to become emperor, and there are people who have spare money to support so many private soldiers, and they can count on one hand.

"Who do you think he will be?" the emperor asked involuntarily.

"Subordinates... subordinates don't dare to talk nonsense." Xue Cheng said, this kind of thing is a serious crime of beheading, and the people involved are either rich or expensive, how can he dare to guess randomly?

"Will it be the King of Banquets?" the emperor asked.

"His Royal Highness King Yan is at the border all the year round. Although he is a general of the North Army, he is not the commander in chief. The tiger talisman is not under his custody." Xue Cheng said, "Even if he has seen the tiger talisman, if he has not walked around the capital these years, can he call the casting division? ?"

He paused and then said, "My minister said something disrespectful. If His Royal Highness King Yan really has the heart, wouldn't it be easier to directly counteract the Northern Army? Why bother to spend so much time raising private soldiers in Yuzhou?"

"I'm afraid the third one doesn't have that much money," the emperor said.

"Yeah, I remember last year that the Northern Army had been in trouble for a while because of the issue of food and wages? The Northern Army themselves couldn't get enough to eat, where would they have time to feed the other tens of thousands of private soldiers?" Xue Cheng said.

The emperor took a deep breath, "The eldest has been doing his duty since childhood, the second is disabled, the fifth has little help in the court, and the seventh and the eighth are still young..." When he said this, he deliberately did not mention the prince and The sixth prince, and only these two sons are his direct sons, and they are also the most likely to inherit the throne.

In fact, who this person is, the two people present knew in their hearts, but no one said it.

"Your Majesty..." Xue Cheng wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

The emperor got up and walked a few steps in the hall, and then suddenly swept the vase on the table to the ground.

The palace servant outside heard the movement and wanted to come in to check, but was reprimanded by the emperor, so he had to sue again and withdrew.

"Your Majesty, calm down." Xue Cheng knelt down on one knee.

The emperor smiled bitterly, "I don't understand, haven't I tolerated him enough all these years?"

"In those days, the queen said that the third child was like me, more eye-catching than the prince. In order to prevent the third child from thinking that he should not have any thoughts, I sent him to the border early." The emperor said: "Everyone said that I left him in the cold. Do you know what I'm doing this for?"

"Even if the third child has made great achievements in battle now, even if I have the intention to compensate him, I never thought of giving him the crown of the prince!" The emperor said, pressing his hand to his heart, as if he was angry, "He is already the prince. Well, why is it still like this?"

Xue Cheng stepped forward to support the emperor, "Your Majesty, don't hurt yourself."

"Xue Cheng, tell me, why did he do this?" the emperor asked with a disappointed look on his face.

Even on the day that Rong Zhuo entered the palace, he vaguely guessed that this person was the prince, but he was always reluctant to believe it, hoping for a turnaround. Now that the evidence is in front of him, he can't help but believe it.

Tens of thousands of private soldiers and tiger talismans from the casting department, even if someone wanted to frame the prince, they couldn't do it.

Because no one in this dynasty can have such strength and motivation, the only one with motivation, Yu Jingdu, can't have so much money.

"I guess... Maybe it's because the Third Highness is too good? Even if His Majesty and the Third Highness are left out in the cold, His Royal Highness will not be able to pass the hurdle in his heart after all." Xue Cheng said.

The emperor walked to the desk and sat down, "Yeah, I remember that Zuo Xiang also said before he left the capital, that among so many sons, the third one is the most like me..." He paused when he said this. , and remembered the serious injury of Yu Jingdu back then.

After all, Yu Jingdu was seriously injured that time, it seems that it was not long after Zuo Xiang said this.

When Yu Jingdu was seriously ill that day, his family also said that Yu Jingdu was injured by an assassin...

"I originally didn't want to pursue these matters. Although the third child is injured, luckily his life is not affected." The emperor said coldly: "Now it seems that the connivance of me is not in exchange for gratitude, but tens of thousands of dollars. Private soldiers."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xue Cheng, "Go ahead with this matter and send someone to the border to find out the identity of the assassin back then."

Xue Cheng froze when he heard the words, knowing that the emperor really did not intend to continue to indulge the prince this time.

Since that day, the emperor seems to have aged several years overnight.

When Yu Jingdu greeted him the next day, he saw that there were several silver threads on his temples.

"Is your body better?" the emperor asked Yu Jingdu.

Yu Jingdu's body has recovered for these days, and now he doesn't seem to be sick anymore.

"Thank you for your concern, my son is already well." Yu Jingdu said.

"Come here." The emperor called him to his side, stretched out his hand and squeezed his arm, "As expected of a martial artist, you have a good foundation. I remember that when you were seriously ill that day, you almost lost your pulse..."