Nan Yan only felt chills all over her body.
How could Zhu Chengxuan withstand the torture in prison
Nan Yan glanced worriedly at the closed door of the Imperial Study Room. Now, she just doesn't know when Zhu Feng will calm down.
Or, can this matter be resolved by dispelling it
She stood for a while, making sure that there was no movement inside, and Zhu Feng didn't let anyone come out to call her, so she could only take Ran Xiaoyu back to Yikun Palace.
Ye Zheng originally wanted to chase after Ran Xiaoyu and say a few words, but when he turned his head, he saw a familiar figure on the other side, and immediately turned his head and ran there.
"Old-nosed old man!"
Crane Yi was talking to another official.
Hearing his yelling, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, waved his hand to let the official leave first, and then turned his head: "Ye Zheng, don't yell here."
"What am I yelling about!"
Ye Zheng was really anxious this time, and when he came over, he would reach out and grab He Yi's sleeve, as if he was afraid that he would run away: "Tell me, what are you going to do this time?"
"What do you mean?"
"Don't pretend to be okay with me!"
Ye Zheng said: "His Royal Highness King Wei has already gone to prison! I was so anxious that I didn't close my eyes all night!"
He Yi looked at him and smiled faintly.
Although he still looked calm and breezy, the slightly red corners of his eyes also seemed to show that his mood was not as relaxed as he appeared on the surface.
He said, "What's the use of rushing?"
"Yes, it's useless to be anxious, then you can come up with a useful method!"
He Yi looked at him for a while, then shook his head: "I can't think of a way."
"What?!"
Hearing what he said, Ye Zheng became even more anxious, and simply grabbed his two sleeves with both hands, as if about to tie them up, and said, "Old man, don't make fun of me. Even you There is no other way, so the king of Wei is going to die in prison?"
He Yi spread his hands in his sleeves: "Is there any way, who asked King Wei to write such a poem by himself?"
Ye Zheng said: "He wrote that poem just to commemorate the sages. You know, King Wen of Zhou, Holy Lord, which emperor is not compared with himself? Even if King Wei said that, what's the matter?"
He Yi looked at him with a smile: "Ye Zheng, you have to be careful when you say that."
"..."
"Yes, there is no problem for anyone to write that poem, but King Wei can't do it, let alone Xu Shifeng."
"..."
"The prince and his relatives and generals..."
"..."
"This matter, we can only say that Wei Wang himself is too unconscious."
Ye Zheng was almost devastated, and said: "Yes, he is not conscious, but he is still young, he can't think of going there."
He Yi blinked, looked at him, and said calmly, "His Royal Highness King Wei is no ordinary child."
"..."
"He is the king of Wei, and even - judging from the emperor's actions in the past few days, his status may go further. You know, power is the most corrosive thing."
"..."
Ye Zheng looked at him in astonishment, with a hint of panic in his eyes.
He said: "You don't really think that King Wei intends to do that, do you want to think about it?"
"Whether I feel that way or not is not important," He Yi said indifferently: "The important thing is how the emperor feels."
"Your Majesty, would you really doubt his own son so much?"
"King Wei...is indeed the emperor's own son, but this biological son is also like a thorn in his heart."
"..."
"Even if this matter is resolved this time, if the thorn in his heart is not pulled out, there will be many more such things in the future. King Wei, I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it."
Ye Zheng's brows were all tightened.
Thorn removal
How to remove the thorn
Just like before, Zhu Feng also threw Si Nanyan into prison in a fit of anger.
At that time, the relationship between the two of them was unclear, and their relationship was unclear. It was inevitable that they would have suspicions about each other, and the emperor's slight suspicion would bring disaster to people.
Of course, later on, the two of them hit it off, and they fell in love with each other, and the thorn was pulled out.
Now, Ye Zheng believes that if there is any storm, the two of them can overcome it together.
But this time, it was the son.
If there is a thorn, what kind of thorn? How can I pull it out
Just at this time, another official came over, with a sad face, as if he wanted to ask He Yi to say something, He Yi hurriedly pulled his sleeve out of Ye Zheng's hand, and said, "Okay, I'm going to do something, you You—whatever you should do."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry.
Looking at his back, Ye Zheng frowned even more.
What to do.
But, what should I do now
Looking back, I looked at the imperial study room with the door still closed, even the imperial concubine could not enter. This time, no matter what I do, it will be difficult to make a turn for the better.
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After Nan Yan came back from the imperial study, she sat on the bench outside the house, looking at the gate of Yikun Palace.
However, Zhu Feng was never seen.
Ting Fu asked Ting Fu to inquire about the news. About half an hour later, he heard that King Ning Zhuxuan had come out of the imperial study, but Zhu Feng did not come out, nor did he see anyone again.
until the evening.
This, it was the first time in so many days that he didn't come to Yikun Palace for a whole day.
In the evening, Nan Yan hugged Xiao Anping, feeling a little heavier than before.
It seems that this matter is really not so easy to solve.
Little Anping in her arms was still grabbing her clothes restlessly, wriggling and muttering.
Nan Yan looked down at her, and said with a wry smile: "If only you were older, you can help your brother to intercede."
"Aww..."
"But now, your brother is still in prison."
"Aww."
Seeing her expression of unawareness, Nan Yan smiled wryly and patted her lightly, and said softly: "Go to bed early, don't bother mother. Mother, I still think of a way to save your brother."
Just as he was talking, Ran Xiaoyu's voice came from outside.
Nan Yan said, "Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"
Ran Xiaoyu walked in from the outside, the light was dim, and her expression became more dignified.
"Your Majesty, just now Ye Zheng came over and said that there seems to be another imperial decree from the Imperial Study Room."
"The emperor issued another imperial decree?"
Nan Yan frowned, and asked, "What did the imperial decree say?"
"It seems that the Ministry of Criminal Justice sent several officials to jail overnight."
"Why?"
"I heard that the emperor asked people to find out that they had private contacts on weekdays, and they seemed to have said something dissatisfied with the court. Moreover, their letters were also found."
Nan Yan frowned: "This—"
If the emperor wants to deal with some officials who are dissatisfied with the court, it is not a big deal.
At this time, why is it worthwhile for Ye Zheng to come here and say something.
Ran Xiaoyu said: "Ye Zheng said that these officials were all promoted during the past six months when King Wei supervised the country."