Bone Painting Coroner

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Jing Rong's face grew deeper.

He knew the meaning in those words, his eyebrows could not help but his lips twitched slightly, "Can't contend? Can't suppress? Can't reveal? A person who can make Yu Guogong so fearful, there is only one person today, that is ..."

Today is Holy!

My own father!

But the last few words are hard to say.

His eyes were reddish, his back turned away, and his voice was uncomfortable: "So in this way, what the old man of the Imperial Palace said is not unreasonable! But that is the brother of the father emperor! How could he make this for the throne? Things come?"

Ji Yunshu understood his mood.

Step forward.

Su Bai's slender hand held his trembling hand.

Meet his gaze.

Wordless comfort.

Jing Rong's heart gradually settled in Ji Yunshu's sober eyes.

He hoped that the terrible idea in his heart did not really exist.

...

Early the next morning.

Jingrong went into the palace.At this time, Emperor Qi Zhen just sat in the pavilion of the Royal Garden, where a lot of heating stoves were placed. The gauze hanging around the pavilion fluttered with the white snow, and occasionally snowflakes entered the gap and the cold wind. It turned clean and clean, with a few bamboo branches in the distance shaking and lining

Mei Lan is particularly beautiful and refined. In this snowy winter, there is no beautiful scenery, and Emperor Qi Zhen suddenly got interested in writing poetry, and ordered people to prepare ink, ink and paper inkstones.

But this paper has just been laid out-

The young eunuch stooped outside the pavilion, "Emperor, King Rong asked to see."

Wen Yan, Emperor Qi Zhen twisted his eyebrows, raised the pen, and nodded.

After a little while, Jing Rong came to the snow, the footprints were deep and shallow, extending outside the pavilion.

Did not go in.

"Children see the father emperor."

No response at all.

He can only continue to stand.

It wasn't until Emperor Qi Zhen finished writing the second word on the white paper that he said, "Come in."

The curtains on the left and right sides of the pavilion slowly pulled apart, and Jing Rong released the cloak from his body and handed it to the little eunuch beside him, and flicked the snow on his head before stepping forward.

When the warmth in the pavilion struck, he shivered twice.

Emperor Qi Zhen did not raise his head, and continued to write while holding the pen, and only asked: "What's the matter?"

He came with a clear intention and did not want to turn around.

Directly: "It's about the "Linjing Case"!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw Emperor Qi Zhen's hand snapped, the finger that pinched the pen tightened a bit, the tip of the pen had not been removed from the paper, and the ink suddenly fainted.

He raised his eyelids to look at Jing Rong, his expression unhappy, "I'm not saying I can't check it again!"

"Father and Emperor, there are still a lot of doubts in this case. I hope that the Father and Emperor will allow the case to be reopened."

"Why?"

"The princes are dead or alive!"

Uh?

Emperor Qi Zhen was surprised, thinking he had heard it wrong, "What did you just say?"

Jing Rong lowered his eyes and arched his hands again: "The emperor is dead or alive."

"Is it dead or alive? What do you mean?"

"The court did not find the missing person Zhao Hao, even if there were no traces, so the sons boldly guessed that Zhao Hao was probably dead that year, and his body was regarded as the body of the emperor. When you arrive at the mausoleum, the true Emperor Guo is probably still alive."

"boom!"

Emperor Qi Zhen threw the pen in his hand fiercely on the table, and the ink splashed, ruining the poem written on the white paper.

Shouted loudly, "Ridiculous!"

The minions in the pavilion knelt down to the ground immediately, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Fear of injury and innocence.

Jing Rong was not afraid and insisted: "If you want to know whether the truth is as the son said, as long as you open the coffin and examine the corpse, and get the result, please also ask the father and emperor to give permission."

"Enough!" Emperor Qi Zhen waved his sleeves and walked in front of him, full of anger. "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Know!" "Since I know, dare to say such ridiculous words? I said, no more investigation, no more investigation! Did you not hear it? Or did I not take my eyes at all? Please beg me to allow the coffin to be opened. Do you know what it is about to open the coffin? How can you be fooled by you!"

drink.

It was so angry that the blue muscles burst out.

Almost bursting blood vessels!

Originally, poetry of beautiful scenery, full of comfort, was disturbed by this disturbance, and the mood was suddenly irritable.

Jing Rong looked down, did not take a step back, and continued, "Children know that telling this matter will anger the father emperor, but Zhao Hao disappeared without a trace, don't the father emperor feel strange? But if Zhao Hao was back then Change clothes with Yu Guo Gong, then everything can be explained."

"Okay, then tell me, if Yugong Gong is still alive, where has he been for the past 15 years? Why didn't he appear?"

"The reason was not known to the children, but today, he begged his father to order the reopening of the coronage of the emperor, to prove the truth."

Humph!

Emperor Qi Zhen denounced: "Since the ancient tomb has never been reopened, even if what you said is true, I will not allow it. This is the rule established by the ancestors, and no one can break it! And what you said just now , Enough for me to get your head."

The words were fixed, and Jing Rong came with a mortal heart, and looked up to meet the eyes of Emperor Qi Zhen, saying, "When the father emperor handed this over to the son-in-law, it was the responsibility of the son-in-law to investigate the case. The water falls out. Does the father really don't want to know what happened that year? Why did the Imperial Palace suffer a fire?

Who ordered the removal of the Fubing soldiers at that time?Is Yu Guo Gong dead or alive?Don't these father emperors care?"

After a series of rhetorical questions, Emperor Qi Zhen felt itchy throat.

Dunsai for a long time.Talent: "Of course I am concerned, but no one can prove that the soldiers were transferred from the government, and all the people related to it were also dead. Now the missing people cannot be found, and there is no evidence to prove that the fire was artificial. , Is it not confirmed one day that the case of the Imperial Palace will always be placed in

In front of the world?I have promised Linshan to open the coffin, and dozens of coffins have been dug out one by one. Now you want me to promise to open the tomb of Yu Guogong. What if you still get nothing?How do you want to face dozens of people from the Imperial Palace?"

"Father Emperor..."

"I said not to check, just not to check! I will never agree to your absurd request."

After throwing off these words, Emperor Qi Zhen left his sleeve and walked out of the pavilion. The eunuch immediately raised his umbrella and moved forward to avoid snow for him.

Jing Rong did not rest, chased out.

"Also ask the father emperor to order the coffin to open!"

The voice echoed, and it lasted for a long time.

Emperor Qi Zhen stopped and looked back at him.

There was a lot of snow, and I saw him standing there, his hands arched high, his body slightly drooping, and the tenacity between his eyebrows, only a little while, the snow had already covered his back, shoulders, hair...

That kind of scenery is almost full of stubbornness from the inside out.In this way, it is so similar to Emperor Qi Zhen in his youth!