Chapter 163: The incident happened!
That dragon throne is a hot temptation for everyone.
She is the only one who looks down on her.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yungui shook his head without realizing it.
"Master!"
Xiao Zhengze ran into the hall with a sword on his waist and looked at Zhao Yungui anxiously: "Master, is the princess just following them like this!"
Zhao Yungui pinched the envelope on his hand and looked at Zhengsu with his head down: "Follow me to go out."
——
Jiang Jinshuang was not even a face-saint, so she was imprisoned by the Imperial Guard and was imprisoned in the dungeon.
The guards looked at her up and down, then lowered their heads and bowed to the imperial guards in the lead: "June, if you read this correctly, is it Princess Zhaoming? Why is she..."
"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask!" The Imperial Guard said in a deep voice, "Look at her for me, Your Majesty's words, if she is gone, you will all be buried with you!"
"Yes! Jun Ye don't worry! Jun Ye don't worry!"
Watching the Imperial Guard leave, when the prison guard looked at Jiang Jinshuang, he had already stood up and raised his chin to look at her from a high place: "Ha, I've seen Your Highness."
Jiang Jinshuang didn't say anything. She was detained in a hurry. She was just collecting sharp objects and jewelry, and she was still wearing the luxurious red dress.
The jailer looked at her and did not dare to say anything else.
The person who was imprisoned in the dungeon has ever-changing identities. Maybe today is the death row prisoner who was killed by Qiu Hou. If he changes his life tomorrow, he will become a hero who is respected by everyone.
These jailers who have been in the dungeon for a long time are best at changing their rulings. Now that the official's decree has not been passed down, they dare not act rashly.
Thinking of this, the prison guard yelled twice, just glanced at Jiang Jinshuang, and turned around and left.
Jiang Jinshuang stood in the cramped and wet prison, her clothes were dirty and her shoes were muddy.
The rain started to fall outside again.
However, the dungeon was located underground, and she could only hear the meager sound of rain falling on the ground above her head, and the rest were all begging for mercy and shouting everywhere in the dungeon.
The decay of wet wood and the blood of rotten flesh came from the room.
Jiang Jinshuang sat on the wooden bed made of straw mat, making an annoying sound with a "squeak".
Things may be worse than she thought.
His Majesty didn't even interrogate her, so he took her into the dungeon.
——It is exactly the same as the situation where Uncle Wang was detained three years ago.
Jiang Jinshuang closed her eyes slightly and sorted out her thoughts.
The worst plan now is that the person behind the scenes already knows that the God of Killing is the tiger talisman.
A person appeared in Jiang Jinshuang's mind when he could contact Beihuai and to keep apart his eyes to pay attention to her.
——King Changping, Jiang Ze’s meaning.
If the mask of the God of Killing is now in Jiang Zeyi's hands, and Jiang Zeyi has secretly colluded with Beihuai, then what he is trying to be obvious will be obvious.
She was just a whetstone used by Jiang Zeyi to charge. He wanted to see how many cards she could cheat Jiang Huayan.
He is very good at reaping profits.
At this point, Jiang Jinshuang narrowed her eyes slightly.
The situation was not so desperate that it was irreversible.
Since the two countries colluded and trust was the first, Jiang Zeyi was so cunning that the Northern Huai monarch was definitely not a stupid person. If there was a rift between the two, the "alliance" would fall apart.
This matter is easy to deal with, Jiang Jinshuang has already written a letter and handed it to Wen Fengcang to do it.
Wen Fengcang and the current monarch of Beihuai, his father, did not have much closeness and deep relationship.
Otherwise, the Northern Huai monarch would not have been in the capital, regardless of whether Wen Fengcang was still in the capital, and began to order the army to approach the border of Wanjin.
——Obviously I don’t care much about the life or death of this prince.
In other words, what the Northern Huai Monarch cares more about is expanding territory and the country of Wan Jin. Wen Fengcang should know this better than her.
Therefore, under this situation, Wen Fengcang and the Northern Huai Monarch stood in an opposing camp, but she could use Wen Fengcang's position to restrain the Northern Huai Monarch.
However, this alone is not enough to create a rift of suspicion between the monarch of Beihuai and Jiang Zeyi.
Jiang Jinshuang narrowed her eyes, and a little coldness flashed in her eyes.
She has conveyed her plan to Zhao Yungui, and hopes that after Zhao Yungui tells Si Ning, Si Ning can understand what to do.
It is not enough to take another step back and just make the two of them suspicious of each other.
Even though Bei Huai finally really doubted Jiang Zeyi and chose to withdraw his troops and retreat from the border of Wanjin. Jiang Zeyi held the mask of the God of Killing in his hand and was forced to a desperate situation, he could still rely on the mask and respond with one call.
Jiang Jinshuang pursed her lips slightly and glanced at her palm.
If it is really a last resort...
Jiang Jinshuang will turn the mask on her hand into a real tiger talisman.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
She didn't really want to get to that point.
So, I hope everything is still in time.
...
It was raining and raining, and today's court was booming and noisy.
Every courtier seemed to have a layer of frost on his face, and his thoughts were hidden under a face.
The ministers looked at each other, trying to find a loophole or thought in each other's face.
They work on their own and want to find their own team.
Above the Mingtang, Jiang Huayan sat high on the dragon chaise, with a majestic face and a solemn look.
When the ministers saw it, they knelt down and said, "Long live my emperor", each with their own thoughts.
Today's court is particularly quiet.
Since His Majesty entered the hall, the discussions and noise suddenly silenced, and none of the ministers stood up and dared to report anything.
That scene was a bit ridiculous.
"Do you all have something to say?"
At the high position, Jiang Huayan was arrogant without anger, and his eyes were clear and cold.
The ministers looked at each other, but they chose to protect themselves.
Earlier today, Your Majesty had just sent someone to search the Princess's Mansion, and I don't know if I had found something they all miss, and they didn't dare to act rashly.
Silent.
"No one started?" Jiang Huayan's voice was a little colder.
Finally, Shen Huaihe, the young minister of Dali Temple, held a tablet in his hand and came out to participate in the competition.
"I asked Your Majesty what happened to Princess Zhaoming Jiang Jinshuang. This morning, Your Highness investigated the princess's mansion and imprisoned Princess Zhaoming. If Your Majesty does not explain the intention to make the decision, the empress will be frightened."
The court was too quiet.
Since Shen Huaihe finished speaking, it was like a drop of water dripping into a boiling oil pan, boiling and bizarre.
"Yesterday, the Huguo Temple was assassinated. Before the assassin bit the poison, he shouted that Zhaoming had a tiger talisman and should inherit the throne. He hens were in a hen. Shouldn't I send her to prison? "
"Does Your Majesty doubt his biological daughter because of the assassin's one-sided words?" Shen Huaihe said in a deep voice.
"No matter whether Zhaoming has such an idea, since the matter has been caused by her, I naturally have to investigate it clearly before making a conclusion."
"What Your Majesty said is to imprison Princess Zhaoming and not ask about it!? If Your Majesty really wants to find out the truth, it is better to take His Highness to the hall and ask questions one by one. Please make a clear decision!"