Ah Si said: "It is possible. Sometimes we see some scenes that are very familiar, and always feel that we don’t know where we saw it. This may be what Yuan sister said, I saw it when I was young, but I don’t remember it. It touched the depths of my memory, and I remembered it again. This is probably what you are doing now."
"Oh, it turned out to be like this." Man'er suddenly realized.
Although Yuan Qingling was so comforting, she kept her eyes on her mind, thinking that after the matter subsided, she asked Tang Yang to check Man'er's past.
Prince Anfeng and his wife went to Prince Bao’s Mansion again early the next morning.
This time, the three of them could finally have a peaceful conversation.
Prince An Feng told him exactly what happened in the past. It was another thrilling battle to seize his daughters. Because of Prince Yu’s cruel ambitions, he almost caused lives to be overwhelmed. In the end, although he tried to turn the tide, it also led to many people. Died, his wife was scattered.
After Prince Bao finished listening, he trembled and said that he didn't believe it, but his legs fell on his knees and his face was pale.
He gave an account of the whereabouts of Zongye Hui’s body. The body was not taken out of the imperial tomb, but was thrown in the corner of the funeral ditch, covered with torn silk, so it did not attract attention.
"Where is Bingyutu?" Prince An Feng asked, "Has it been handed over to Master Hongye?"
Prince Bao shook his head and said with a blank face: "It has nothing to do with Young Master Hongye. He has never been involved in this matter. It is from the Qin family in North Desert. They sent someone to take the military map."
Prince Anfeng was startled, "How could it be the Qin family in Beimo? Impossible."
The person who had colluded with Nanjiang was Hongye, and what he was involved in was also Nanjiang Soul Resurrection, and Hongye distributed some people in the Northern Tang Dynasty, but the Qin family did not.
"It's the Qin family in Beimo, yes, I have seen the token of the Qin family with my own eyes, and the one who has joined me is a cronies of the Qin family." Prince Bao said confidently.
Prince Anfeng and his wife looked at each other and they were very surprised. It didn’t look like he was lying. However, the investigation revealed that the Qin family had hardly been involved in this matter. Neither Beimo nor Qin’s family was active in Beijing. Why? Maybe the controller behind it
"Where's Bingyutu?" Prince Anfeng asked quickly.
Prince Bao smiled bitterly, "I planned to forge weapons, but since I was bitten by a dog in the other courtyard, I knew I was exposed, so I made a deal with the Qin family and gave him the military map. He took revenge for me. It's a pity. Yes, the map of untraded soldiers has been lost."
"Lost?" Prince An Feng frowned. "This is an important secret you use to threaten the court. How can it be easily lost? Where? When?"
"When it was lost, I don’t know. After the Bingyu map was stolen back, I asked someone to make a copy. The original was hidden in the secret room and locked, and only waited for the wind to pass before sending it back to Xizhe. Later I learned that the prince suspected me. I thought of immediately transferring to the Qin family to trade, but when I opened the secret room, I found that the box containing the soldier map was missing, but I had already negotiated with the Qin family, how to trade without the soldier map? Old lady walking, she participated in the casting of weapons, she is a living map of soldiers."
Prince An Feng looked at him, a little disbelief, "You lost the military map, haven't you investigated who took it? Your palace is heavily guarded, and you can easily steal things under your nose. Perceived? Improbable."
Prince Anfeng twitched his mouth, his eyes were very helpless, "For so many years, I have never cultivated my cronies. The soldiers only started training after contacting the Qin family. The so-called training is nothing more than buying money for me. I may not trust all of them, or even, I may not believe in all of them. Otherwise, why should I go to the Ministry of War to steal the maps of the soldiers myself? Besides, if I can make all the plans thoroughly, I will definitely try my best to make sure that it is not leaking. With my ability, How could the prince find out?"
This is not his pride. In fact, he does have this wisdom, but, as he said, he doesn't have enough time to cultivate power.
And this point also shows that he did not deliberately from the beginning.
However, his words made Prince An Feng very confused, and he even felt that the matter had not been fully understood.
On the surface, Hongye has already infiltrated the Northern Tang Dynasty. The person who had the most contact with him might be Hongye, but he said that he was from the Qin family in Beimo.
For the first thirty years of his life, he had been dealing with the Qin family in Beimo.
The Qin family is not good at conspiracy and tricks, and only believes in force and combat effectiveness. Playing infiltration like this is not the Qin family's handwriting, and the Qin family can't do this, because it requires a long period of foreshadowing and lurking, and it has to figure out decades ago. It’s really impossible for the Qin family to make a fuss about this matter.
However, looking at Prince Bao's frustrated face, it didn't feel like lying.
There must be a conspiracy!
"You committed a heinous crime. The emperor will decide how to deal with you. You must bear the consequences for what you committed." Prince An Feng looked at him and said.
Prince Bao looked at Princess Anfeng and knelt down, his voice was full of sadness and regret, "I confess my guilt and absolve it."
Princess Anfeng closed her eyes and couldn't help tears falling.
For a moment, she opened her eyes and said to Prince An Feng: "You go back first. I have lived in the mansion for two days. The dates in the yard are ripe. I am worried about this smell."
Prince An Feng gently patted the back of her hand, nodded silently, got up and left.
Prince Bao was still kneeling on the ground, and Princess Anfeng was still sitting on the chair. She didn't look at him, but looked at the sunlight coming through the door, filling the main hall inch by inch.
"Get up!" She finally turned her head to look at him, "Southern Xinjiang's witchcraft illusion is driven by obsessions from the bottom of my heart. In fact, for so many years, you have not fully believed what I said, so that people can take advantage of it."
Prince Bao trembled, his face as gray as death.
King An and King Wei went to the imperial tomb and found the bones of Emperor Huizong from the burial ditch. The bones were broken to pieces, and the skull was even more crushed.
Therefore, the matter had to be kept secret, so he did not invite the eminent monk to chant the sutras with great fanfare, but was buried back in the usual way, only to find a place to do a major ritual in the future.
Yu Wenhao went to Xizhe to pick up the old lady. As everyone knows, he ran into a carriage as soon as he arrived in Xizhe. He was sitting on the front of the carriage in red. When the horse galloped past, he caught a glimpse and saw the bright red.
He immediately turned his horse back and stopped the carriage.
He swept his eyes condensedly, and saw that the man in red had jumped out of the carriage.
His robes are loose, when the imperial wind falls to the ground, he seems to be banished, his brows are warm, his eyes are lightly smiling, and the corners of his lips are slightly hooked, which makes people feel as pleasant as the bright moon and breeze.
The breeze was blowing, and the ink was lightly raised. He said, "Prince, we meet again!"