Speaking of poison, it is estimated that no one is more poisonous than Jiang Pengji.
Not only is the mouth poisonous, but the ability to confuse right and wrong is black and white, and others can only look up.
Obviously it was the third prince who intercepted the right minister's confidant, Li Daitao stiffened and took the opportunity to stab her.
When this matter came to her mouth, it completely turned into the right minister and the third prince who each sent messengers over.
She accepted the surrender of the third prince, and promised that the third prince would help her take down the royal city, and she spared the third prince's life.
Seeing that the deal was about to be negotiated, the Right Prime Minister also sent someone to surrender.
Who knows that surrender is false and assassination is true.
She narrowly escaped the disaster, and in a fit of anger, she simply killed both of them, one was left with ashes, and the other was hung outside the camp.
The third prince never expected that Jiang Pengji would speak nonsense with white teeth. This is the rhythm that will force him to death!
The sixth prince's eyes widened in anger, staring at the third prince, his eyes were vicious and sinister, as if he was going to devour the other party alive.
Seeing this, the eldest prince hurried forward to persuade him.
Everyone present may betray, but the third prince is impossible.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. You are deeply in love with the third brother, and you don't know him well. How could he be cooperating with the enemy and betray the country?"
The sixth prince sneered, "Isn't the person hanging in the willow thief camp the confidant of the third child?"
The eldest prince choked, and he quickly turned his eyes to the right.
Right Prime Minister Suhaza saw that the situation was not good, his heart throbbed, sticky sweat dripped from his fat cheeks, and his heart was terrified.
He knew very well that if it was proved that the third prince had not betrayed Northern Xinjiang, wouldn't he admit that he had betrayed Northern Xinjiang
For the sake of his own life, he could only insist that the third prince sent a confidant to join the enemy, and the confidant he sent was to find an opportunity to assassinate Liu Xi.
The eldest prince threatened, "Young Prime Minister, you can think about it before you speak—"
He didn't have a good relationship with the third prince, but he couldn't let the third one be slandered to death.
The Right Prime Minister Suhasa secretly wanted the back molars, but what he said indirectly sentenced the third prince to death, "Last night, the old minister sent a confidant to assassinate the willow thief, but the willow thief was treacherous and surrounded by countless expert guards, so the assassination failed. Others, The old minister doesn't know."
As soon as the Prime Minister's voice fell, the third prince's face was like golden paper, the scene in front of him was dim and uncertain, his feet were weak, and he was almost unsteady.
"Okay—really a good orphan brother—" The sixth prince laughed angrily, and pointed at the third prince, "Someone—"
"Now that the enemy is in front of us, our brothers should work together to fight against the willow thief. How can we fight infighting and lose our arms?" The eldest prince stopped him, "Deputy king, the willow thief's words should not be taken lightly. That demon girl devised a plan not just to make You killed the third child?"
The Sixth Prince was so angry that half of his face turned blue.
"Presumptuous—are you the acting king, or are you alone? There is no place for you to speak here, step back—"
The eldest prince was helpless and had no choice but to retreat.
Although the third prince was not beheaded on the spot, he was also arrested and imprisoned.
"The third, Gu will try to protect you - the sixth is unreliable, he has gone crazy-"
The eldest prince secretly went to the prison to appease the third prince.
The third prince sneered, noncommittal.
When the eldest prince left, the laughter at the corner of the third prince's mouth gradually expanded, the laughter overflowed his throat, and the volume changed from low to high-pitched madness.
"Northern Xinjiang is about to die - it's really going to die - Master, my disciple can't keep Northern Xinjiang - my disciple is incompetent-"
The third prince laughed enough, turbid tears dripped from his red eyes, all his strength seemed to be taken away, and he slumped to the ground softly.
He took a dagger from his pocket and pulled out the blade.
He has already foreseen the end of the northern border, but he does not want to see the northern border fall into the hands of the enemy with his own eyes. It is better to end his life before that.
At least before he died, the willow thief had not succeeded, and the northern border had not changed hands.
Under Jiuquan, he still had a little face to go to see the master.
The dagger slid through the air with a white light, the sharp blade pierced straight into the chest cavity, and the severe pain spread to the limbs.
The blue veins on the third prince's forehead skyrocketed, his bloodshot eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, and the bottom of his eyes was filled with hatred and unwillingness.
Life was rapidly draining from his body.
"Report—His Royal Highness has committed suicide in prison—"
When the eldest prince heard the news, his mind went blank.
The third... Suicide
The sixth prince's reaction was similar, but he asked a question.
"The third child is really... afraid of committing suicide?"
The third prince also has a brother-in-law's brother, the fifth prince.
Although the fifth prince was stupid and kept pulling his brother's back, when he heard the news of the other party's death, he rushed to the palace to make a fuss.
The imperial court turned into a pot of porridge, and the right minister was uneasy, but the real culprit still laughed at the situation.
Feng Zhen and others have always felt that their hearts are cruel enough, but when they meet their lord, they feel that they are still far behind.
With no blood, a thorn in the eye, dare to ask who else!
It's a pity that such a master does not become a counselor.
Sun Wen faintly sighed, "When I meet the lord, the northern border is exhausted—"
Although it is said that the king is defeated and the bandit is defeated, but occasionally there is a sense of sadness of the rabbit dying and the fox. It is rare for two smart people in the northern Xinjiang to die under the master's calculation.
Wei Ci said, "The lord is the son of destiny. If Beijiang confronts her, it is naturally a dead end."
Sun Wen raised his eyelids and glanced at Wei Ci. The other party's expression was very light, and he didn't mean flattery at all.
"Child of destiny?"
"Dominate the world and dominate Kyushu." Wei Ci said, "Could it be that you don't believe it?"
Sun Wen stroked his beard with a smile, and said, "If this is the case, this old man can be considered a big profit, and he has made a big bet."
No matter how tragically the third prince died, he was just an enemy, and Wei Ci and others had no spare time to pity him.
The army rested for two days, and re-sharpened its knives to the northern Xinjiang.
When the loud trumpet sounded, hundreds of thousands of troops surrounded the royal city, and people in the city panicked.
"Isn't the old seven and the eight still dead - what does the willow thief mean?"
With a pair of dark circles under his eyes, the sixth prince questioned the ministers in a irritable mood.
All the ministers were apprehensive, and only one person came out after a long while.
The man shivered and said, "Dai Wang-Liu Thief ordered to cut off the ropes of the two His Royal Highnesses-"
The sixth prince turned pale in shock.
Three days have passed, and the seventh prince and the eighth prince have been extremely tenacious, and they have not yet died, and even have a little bit of consciousness.
"Master Feng, those two are still angry-"
Feng Zhen put his hands in his sleeves, closed his eyes slightly, and sneered, "Are you angry? Cut the hemp rope, and they will be out of breath."
The soldiers were heartbroken and climbed up the arrow tower as ordered.
The seventh prince and the eighth prince were confused, and when they heard that they were about to cut the hemp rope, they suddenly returned to the light, and their eyes lit up.
Hachioji vomited blood, and said in a hoarse voice, "Liu Thief—you actually went back on your word—"
Although the Seventh Prince did not make a sound, his expression was mad.
The soldiers, regardless of the two, cut two ropes with their knives.
The arrow tower is very high, and the living people will die if they jump down, not to mention the seven princes and the eight princes who only breathe a sigh of relief.
When the two corpses landed, Jiang Pengji pulled out the saber from his waist with a swipe and pointed at the Northern Border King City.
"kill-"