Jin Wang Dotes on His Concubine Chapter 164:

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==Chapter 164==

The real Han Zhier is dead, as her mother died in the coup.

The current Han Zhi'er is just a nail inserted into Daegan by the current king of Goryeo.

Since the time of Taizu, when the Goryeo Kingdom was conquered, Goryeo had bowed its head to Da Qian, used Da Qian's reign name, accepted Da Qian's canonization, and existed as a vassal state of Da Qian.

But the situation in that small area is also very complicated. Coups often occur, and because it borders many countries, these power grabbers are intricately connected. But for this kind of internal affairs, Daqian generally doesn't care, as long as your small country surrenders to me.

The King of Goryeo didn't want to touch Han Zhi'er, mother and daughter. He never expected that the mother had died, and the daughter was not living alone, so Lanzhu would appear. So it was a natural thing to arrange for Lanzhu to come to Daqian to find his wife, and to use his old relationship to gain a foothold with King Qing.

Goryeo has always used this method a lot, including paying tribute to a group of women every few years to do great work. As long as one can stand firmly next to a high-ranking person, Goryeo will benefit a lot. Although Prince Qing is just a little prince now, who knows what will happen in the future?

Lan Zhu came to Daqian under his false name and came to King Qing's side.

Prince Qing was tall, handsome, and powerful, and he was sympathetic to Lanzhu. Lanzhu was inevitably moved. In addition, although she is a nail, nails like her are just a back-up move. She gradually forgets her identity and just indulges in the fight with Princess Qing for Prince Qing.

Lanzhu was named a side concubine and gave birth to Brother Sheng. She felt that as long as Prince Qing and Princess Qing were separated from each other, this house would be her world from now on, which would not only benefit her a lot, but also complete the master's task of standing firm. Heel' words, but at this moment someone suddenly handed her a letter.

Only she understands the secret code in this letter, and her master actually revealed her identity to one person.

"I didn't plan to join forces with him at first. The letter only asked me to help, but it didn't ask me to take orders from him. But he actually used my identity to threaten me. I kept shirking it until I couldn't shirk it anymore. ..."

"You can definitely tell Lao Qi about this." I don't know what kind of mentality, King Jin actually said such a sentence.

Hearing this, Lanzhu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You think I haven't thought about it? But I'm pretending... You don't think he really has anything to me, do you? In fact, I Sometimes I feel sorry for him. When I'm with him, he often listens to me telling me about things my mother told me about his mother... He doesn't know that these things are actually made up by me... …”

Lan Zhu's smile was very strange, and King Jin couldn't help but look at him more.

"...If he knew that I was lying to him, I think he would be the first person to kill me...Men's minds are really weird sometimes...In fact, it's not just men, sometimes women Why not..." Lan Zhu's expression became dazed, as if she was lost in memories. The expression is very complex, mixed with nostalgia, anger, desolation, even reminiscence, resentment, etc.

"You haven't told me who the person is who contacted you."

Lan Zhu came back to her senses and glanced at King Jin: "I don't know."

After a pause, she added: "I really don't know, but I know that he is not simple, because Fuxi is his. He communicates with me through Fuxi."

Fuxi is an old man who has been with King Qing since he was a child and has served King Qing for more than 20 years.

King Jin fell into deep thought, obviously thinking about who was the person behind Lanzhu.

As for Lanzhu on the ground, more and more blood came out of his mouth, and his breathing became more and more rapid: "I have finished what I should say, don't forget what you promised me."

"I hope you can tell someone else about this again."

After saying this, King Jin glanced at a guard next to him, then turned around and got on his horse. The man immediately took out a pill from his arms, pinched open the wax pill, stuffed it into Lan Zhu's mouth, and said: "It's an advantage for you. This medicine is hard to find. Even a dying person can give her more." Live for half an hour."

*

In Qianqing Palace, Emperor Hongjing sat on the throne with a gloomy face.

Below him stood several princes headed by King Hui. Only King Jin and King Qing were not present, while King An was pale and kneeling on the ground.

"I hope my father will know better. Someone is deliberately framing my son. I did have someone send a note to Xiao Cheng, but he was never bold enough to order someone to sell exam questions everywhere."

Emperor Hongjing said nothing.

Wang Hui opened a pair of cloudy eyes and said with a smile: "Second brother, I am not talking about you as an elder brother. Even if you are short of money, you can borrow money from us brothers. Why do you look so ugly? , even accepting money from those cats and dogs. It’s not what my brother said about you, but you are too imprudent."

In the past, King An would not have fought over this kind of right and wrong. But it was different now. Fraud in the examination room was a big deal. If he was not careful, he would be banned from the imperial examination. King An looked at King Hui with bitter eyes: "Brother, don't talk about my younger brother. You have done this kind of thing many times. Do I need to mention how many people under your prince's family came out like this in the past? Those are all salt envoys. Secretary..."

Wang Hui suddenly changed his expression and retorted: "You think that everyone else is dirty but you are clean, then..."

Emperor Hongjing was so angry that he turned purple and cursed: "Shut up, you bastards! You are in vain to be my brother, you are in vain to be my son..."

Emperor Hongjing’s chest was heaving, and Li Dequan hurriedly came over to comfort him, and brought him hot tea to drink.

A lot of people were kneeling down below, asking Emperor Hongjing to calm down.

But the problem is that Emperor Hongjing can calm down his anger. He looked at his sons below, and he didn't know how many of them had tampered with them. Frame, frame, slander, slander...

Now Emperor Hongjing could finally understand why his father looked at his brothers like that.

Because he came from this kind of situation, Emperor Hongjing knew that King Hui had made so many mistakes, how many of them were due to his own stupidity, and how many of them were caused by someone else throwing dirty water on him. As for what happened to King An today, as well as King Qing, how many people had their hands or feet involved in it.

There is no father or son in the heavenly family! There are no brothers in heaven!

For some reason, such a sentence flashed through Emperor Hongjing's mind, and his face suddenly looked dozens of years older.

Li Dequan was still stroking Emperor Hongjing's chest. He felt pain in his head, which made him nauseous. He took several deep breaths to suppress the nausea. Just as he was about to say something, a young **** suddenly came in and reported that King Jin was here.

"Let him in." Emperor Hongjing said, waving away Li Dequan's hand and picking up the tea next to him to drink. After a while, he was able to regain his composure.

He was sitting on the throne, high up, and the faces of his sons below seemed to be in front of him, yet they seemed far away.

He saw King An's anxiety, King Hui's anger, King Dai's silence, King Yong waiting for an opportunity, King Lu's gloating...

There was a sense of superiority and superiority to all living beings. He seemed to have returned to the cold and ruthless emperor again, instead of being an anxious father for the sake of future generations.

Prince Jin walked in, his clothes were neat and not messy at all. His steps were steady, neither fast nor slow, but the soles of his boots were stained with some dust.

"Where have you been? I asked you to enter the palace, and all your brothers came, but you were the slowest."

"My son, I have something to do." As he spoke, King Jin bowed and stood still, as if he had no intention of explaining that he was late.

Emperor Hongjing was so angry with him that Lao Wu never cared about what he thought or whether he would displease him. He pursed his lips and was about to say something when King Jin said again, "My son, I have something to report."

"What's the matter?" Emperor Hongjing asked subconsciously.

Prince Jin stopped talking again. It was obvious that he disliked the fact that there were too many people around him and he didn't want to say anything.

Emperor Hong Jing stood up angrily. He shook slightly, but the next moment he grabbed Li Dequan's elbow.

"Come in with me."

After going to Xinuang Pavilion, Emperor Hongjing sat down on the bright yellow mattress under the Kang in the south window, and put his hand on the receptionist's hand: "If you have anything to say, just tell me."

The King of Jin did not answer the question correctly, "I wonder what my father plans to do with his second brother, and what he plans to do with his seventh brother?"

These words made Emperor Hongjing stunned. "How can I deal with them? Do I still need to say hello to you?"

"My son got a person, and this person is..."

The King of Jin briefly talked about Han’s concubine.

After hearing this, Emperor Hongjing was not frightened but sneered: "A woman can make him spin around, he is really my good son."

This tone did not sound like he was talking about his own son, but rather like an outsider. Emperor Hongjing had always had a slight dislike for Prince Qing. Many people did not understand why. Only Prince Jin understood some of the reasons.

The King of Jin remained calm and said without raising his eyebrows: "I hope that my father can be merciful to my seventh brother and give him a chance to reflect on his past."

"If you plead for him like this, it makes me look like an executioner. Isn't he my son?"

King Jin raised his head and looked at him. Although he said nothing, his clear eyes were full of insight.

Yes, everyone knows that Prince Qing was framed.

This happened two days ago, but Emperor Hongjing kept suppressing it. It was not until today that he ordered people to take away Prince Qing. It is self-evident what his intention was.

Emperor Hongjing was a father, but he was also an emperor.

What do emperors fear most? Apart from death, he would probably lose his throne.

The father is weak and the son is strong, especially if so many sons are ambitious, I am afraid that any emperor would be afraid. Emperor Hongjing used bait to lure him, and designed several of his sons to accept the reduction of vassal status, leaving the princes in the capital and granting them official positions. It seems that he wants to test which son is more likely to be a prince, but in fact it is not a reaction of mentality.

The King of Jin knew the mentality of this kind of people very well, so he was sure that Emperor Hongjing had a backup plan.

And this backhand is equivalent to killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, to warn the kings not to act arbitrarily, and to declare their supreme majesty.

With Prince Jin's character, even if he understood all this, he would not do anything or say anything. But this time it was Prince Qing who was involved. Although Prince Qing was confused and incompetent, he was the younger brother he had protected for many years.

The clear but bottomless eyes of King Jin reminded Emperor Hongjing of a person.

A person who would make him dream about him from time to time in the middle of the night.

"...Shen Luan, don't forget how she got pregnant with Long Si. You think she is innocent and weak, but in fact..."

She didn't say anything, just looked at him with this look.

Under this look, he felt a sense of shame and even more insight - she knew everything.

She knows her scheming, she knows why she is scheming, and she even knows the evil nature of a man in his heart. She knows everything, she doesn't care, she doesn't care about anything, not even death. If she cares, probably only the Shen family can make her care, and him...

The two pairs of eyes overlapped, and Emperor Hongjing's eyes trembled.

"I won't do anything to him." At first, the voice was as usual, but then it became a little weak: "It's just to guard the imperial mausoleum."

King Jin nodded and said: "If Lao Qi divorces his wife, I hope my father will not stop him."

"Divorce your wife, what kind of wife should you divorce?" Emperor Hongjing understood immediately and said something a little unpleasant: "You do like to meddle in other people's business."

"The woman at home is worried about her."

Emperor Hongjing was angry again, "You are really promising! You don't hide it at all. You are a prince and let a woman control your head."

The King of Jin ignored him and just said: "If nothing happens, I will retreat."

"Get out, get out quickly!"

So King Jin left.

However, King Jin did not leave the palace directly, but went to the place where King Qing was imprisoned.

When King Jin arrived, there was no sound in the palace. King Qing huddled in a corner of the room, and the huge man hugged his knees and buried his head like a child.

"Have you met her?"

"Fifth brother, I'm sorry..."

"Fifth brother, I'm sorry, I let you down." Prince Qing held his head and cried bitterly, "I am a bastard, I am a fool, I am a white-eyed wolf... I am immersed in self-pity and self-pity all day long. Among them, I feel that everyone in the world owes me, and it is natural for everyone to treat me well... I hate my own discord and weakness, and always think that one day when I become strong, I can put aside this Everything. In fact, nothing, not at all. I am stronger on the outside, but on the inside I am still the same me who only covered my head and hid in the corner crying..."

That year at the Fifth Qianxi Institute, King Jin met King Qing again. King Qing was just as he said, covering his head and hiding in the corner crying, not even daring to cry loudly.

The author has something to say: Emperor Hongjing planned to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, and King Qing was the chicken.

I originally planned to finish writing this matter in one go, but I forgot about it during my nap. King Qing was demoted to guard the imperial mausoleum, and now all that was left was reconciliation.