The emperor acted resolutely and immediately ordered two little eunuchs to detain Jiang Ye and return to his room to retrieve the evidence he said.
Jiang Ye has always been very careful about this kit. It was hidden in the interlayer between the mattress and the cotton wool inside. At this time, he was detained and went back. He pulled away the quilt and took out the kit. stunned. He carefully hid the kit in his sleeve, and then strode toward the main hall.
Jiang Ye, who should have been detained by the two little eunuchs, was walking at the front with his head held high. Instead, he led the two eunuchs.
He hurriedly entered the main hall—for some reason, he originally wanted to talk about this matter, but when Wei Lin tried to persuade him, he never felt anxious. Now that the emperor drove the ducks to the shelves, he became anxious and didn't want to delay for a moment.
When the emperor saw him striding in, there was no fear on his face, and when he remembered how he felt about him before, he felt even more relieved.
Although it is only a few aspects of the relationship, it can also be seen in its nature - not afraid of power, good and evil. If there are a few princes left under his knees, someone with such a temperament would be the first candidate to inherit the throne. To say that there are still deficiencies, it means that you don’t know how to be flexible and how to protect yourself.
"Caomin Jiang also met the emperor." This was the first time Jiang Ye met the emperor with his real identity. He thought it was simple, anyway, now that the matter has been told, he also bet on the Jiang family to make a solemn oath, if he still pretends, it will appear that he is submissive.
But in the eyes of the emperor, the meaning of this knock was very different from what he thought.
If Jiang, like others, became cowardly just because he might cause death, he would be a little disappointed.
He is optimistic about Jiang Ye. However, the title of Caomin allowed the emperor to see the frankness of this person. Before Jiang also often mentioned "minions", there would always be some weird pauses, but now that I think about it, it's just because of his poor disguise.
If the Xue family really had the intention to arrange a confidant to monitor him, they would definitely not choose someone like Jiang Ye.
Although the emperor has praise in his heart, but now is not the time to show it in front of Jiang Ye. With a cold face, pressing his body's discomfort, he said coldly, "Where's the evidence?"
Jiang also took out the kit from his sleeve, put his hands in front of him, and handed it over to the emperor by the little eunuch.
The emperor took the bag, and the blood on it had turned dark red. The emperor skillfully turned it inside and out, and the word "two" embroidered inside immediately came into view. He put the kit on a few cases, and then said: "Just relying on this, you can prove that what you said is true? You want to fool me?!"
He spoke in a low voice, but his anger was very strong.
Jiang also only listened to that voice, and his heart beat faster. What Wei Lin said is true or not, just relying on this kit alone can't make any climate at all. Right now, he didn't hold back and told the emperor about the matter, but he couldn't hold more clear and ironclad evidence. I'm afraid it's going to end.
Thinking of this layer, Jiang also really regretted it. But now it is too late to regret it. Everything he said is true. Since he has a clear conscience, it is better to say a sentence and tell the emperor all the facts. If the emperor still thinks that he is a thief sent by the Xue family, then there is nothing he can do.
So Jiang also started talking about the military camp: "The emperor, listen to the grass-roots. If the Xue family really wanted to persecute the eldest prince, why would they start their own camp? Apart from the eldest prince, the first prince was killed the most. It was Xue Changfeng, who was dismissed from the post of general because of his lack of protection, so thinking about it, isn't it too strange that the first prince died in the Northern Army?"
He said, paused for a moment, and seeing that the emperor did not intend to speak, he continued: "The person who killed the first prince was the personal attendant who followed the first prince from the palace all the way to the Northern Army. Caomin fought against that person. That person is good at getting out of the way, and he is also good at disguising, so he was not captured on the spot. This trick is the evidence that was seized when the battle was fought that day."
"How do you prove that what you said is true?" the emperor asked in a deep voice.
Jiang also hesitated for a moment and said, "As long as you catch this person, you can prove it."
"What about people?"
"...I don't know." Jiang also felt guilty, and his voice became weaker. Immediately, he acted as if he was forcing the distinction again, he didn't care so much, raised his head and said, "Your Majesty still remembers the fire in the residence of the second prince, when the Caomin was locked inside and tortured by that gangster, just for me to hand it over. This tip. At that time, Emperor Demon took pity on him, and only the grass people could survive."
"I remember."
"Your Majesty..." Jiang also wanted to say something, but when he saw the two little eunuchs guarding him, he closed his mouth for a while. The emperor has long been used to this kind of thing, and in the palace, no one's mouth is strict. He waved his hand and let the two go down.
When only the two of them were left in the main hall, Jiang Ye continued: "The emperor didn't ask me, if it were me, who would be the emperor... Caomin dared to answer this question today. Caomin doesn't know who is better to be the emperor. , Caomin only knows that in order to seek the throne, people who kill their brothers and blame courtiers cannot be emperors! No matter who becomes the emperor in the future, it makes no difference to the Caomin. Good luck!"
The emperor looked at him with a complicated expression, but did not speak. His hands have been kneading the kits on several cases, as if he was contemplating something.
Jiang Ye said in his heart, anyway, he has already done a great deal of rebellion, and he has finished what he has to say, at least he will die as a man.
Thinking of death, Jiang also couldn't bear it anymore - he hadn't gone home to visit his parents, and he hadn't said goodbye to Wei Lin. If he really wants to not die, he doesn't want to die at all.
"Caomin never lied about the second prince's murder of his brother," Jiang Ye's tone calmed down a little, "but Caomin just lied."
"What lie?"
"If Caomin said, the emperor doesn't believe it, Caomin only wants to die, and only asks not to be true... Bring Jiang's family full of people." Jiang also said, and lowered his head.
Parents care most about their children, and children care about their parents the most. When the emperor heard this, there was a trace of sadness in his heart. Royal boys have always been the hardest to survive. Since ancient times, in order to seek the throne, there have been many cases of murdering fathers and rebels, and killing siblings. Women in the harem have always liked to plan ahead, wishing to strangle other princes in their infancy. He had many descendants, the eighth one died young, the third and the ninth were almost killed by a traitor, and the eldest died unexplainably. If this was really what the second child did, it would mean he lost another child.
Among the many princes, when he was nearing the end of the lamp, only Lao Jiu was still thinking about him and accompanying him. If he said he was not moved, it would be a lie; every time he looked at Lao Jiu's handsome face, he felt that there was still a trace of consolation. Ever since he fought this bloody path from his brothers and ascended the throne, he has never felt lonely for a day. In the end, it was this old ninth, who had been treated coldly and ignored, who gave him the warmth of his relatives.
But it is the old nine, why is it the old nine.
The emperor thought about it, and suddenly coughed violently. Jiang also subconsciously wanted to step forward to help him, but the emperor stopped him with a big hand, indicating that he didn't need it. But he coughed harder and harder, and Jiang Yeguang felt as if he was about to cough out all his internal organs when he heard the sound. He coughed for a long time, and the cough became louder and louder, until a mouthful of blood was spat out on the table.
"emperor!"
"No, don't panic..." The emperor said, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth to himself, then looked down at the cuffs. The blood was bright red, stained with the yellow dragon robe, but turned black instead.
He didn't say a word, he just picked up the pen and spread the paper, and wrote the next page of documents with his hands very quickly, then stamped the red seal with the jade seal, and folded it again.
There is a sachet hanging on the emperor's waist, which was given by Concubine Jin in the past when he was affectionately with him. He tore it off from his waist, folded the document and put it in, and stuffed the token hanging on his side.
Jiang also looked at him anxiously and puzzled, but did not dare to speak. To be honest, he was more worried about whether the emperor's body could still bear it.
No matter what the royal family is, at least the seventh master treats him well and saves his life; and no matter how the son inherits the throne today, at least when he is on the throne, Xuanguo sings and dances, and the people are blessed.
"Someone!" the emperor shouted loudly, "slam this commoner who doesn't know how to live or die into the heavenly prison!"
Jiang Ye's pupils narrowed in confusion, and then relaxed again. This result was much better than his worst plan, at least it didn't make his Jiang family beheaded. The people outside were about to rush in to ask questions. The emperor supported several cases, walked unsteadily to Jiang Ye, bowed his waist and said, "You are the people of the Xuan Kingdom, and you are also my people. I promise you, Xuan Guo. From now on, the world will be at peace.”
He said it very lightly, and then pushed Jiang Ye's chest fiercely, toppling the man to the ground. When the guards and eunuchs rushed in together, Jiang was still in a daze, wondering what the emperor meant. In the next moment, he had his hands raised and was dragged out of the An Shang Palace.
Jiang was also taken directly to the Heavenly Prison. I don't know if the emperor said something to the guards. He was locked in a corner cell in the Tianjing prison, which was almost like living alone. From his cell, he could not see any other prisoners, only the jailer in front of the door. , the other three are walls.
Jiang Ye was still stunned until he was thrown into the straw-covered cell.
After a long time, he regained his senses, rushed to the edge of the cell, and foolishly grabbed the thick cell door and shouted, "I want to see Commander Wei!"
"The emperor personally ordered you to be detained, and you still want to see someone?" The jailer snorted coldly and spit at Jiang Ye, "I tell you, only the dead are the ones that the emperor personally ordered to be detained."
Jiang also glared at the jailer coldly, the chilling aura he had cultivated on the battlefield appeared without warning, and the jailer was shocked by the stare, and he was inexplicably afraid of being imprisoned under this order.
"You stare, you can't get out!" The jailer threw this sentence hastily, and walked away as if he had a guilty conscience.
Jiang also retracted his gaze, walked to the base of the wall dejectedly, and sat down against the corner.
In the end, he was still locked up, and he didn't know when Wei Lin would get the news and whether he would come to save him. If he doesn't come, it's not the end of the game.
Jiang also thought so, and looked out of the small window. It was still night outside, and there was almost no sunlight.
He stood up, gestured towards the small window for a while, and measured it with his hands. If all the fences above were removed, he could escape from here. But it seems that it is not easy for him to get rid of these fences.
"Forget it." Jiang also thought about it, muttered to himself, and then fell weakly into the straw and lay down. He didn't think it was dirty, after all, in the military camp, he didn't have to go anywhere faster than here.
Just as he was thinking, his chest was itchy, and he reached out and scratched. He should be a flat placket, but there is a small bulge inside. If he hadn't scratched it, he might not have found it.
Jiang also reached into his clothes and took out a pink sachet.