The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 460 Shangguanpu Dies

   To say who would want the Song family and King Anle to be rehabilitated the most, except for the emperor who was unwilling to admit that he was wrong, he should be an official of King Rui's faction.

   Before Shangguanpu's accident, they had been under the pressure of each other's momentum, and finally, when Shangguanpu killed himself, there was only one Shangguanyu left in the middle-aged prince.

   Seeing that King Rui is in his hands, and the result of King Anle's rebellion case will be rehabilitated again, just thinking about it is enough to feel embarrassed.

But even if there are a hundred unhappy people in their hearts, what can they do? Look at the people kneeling outside, and look at the emperor's face as black as the bottom of a pot. Anyone with a long brain can understand, even the emperor stopped this matter. No.

   But they can't stop it if they are rehabilitated. It is possible to fight for King Anle to return to the capital. After all, the emperor probably won't be willing to let him come back.

The ministers held their breaths one by one, and waited for a long time before they heard the emperor speak in a deep voice: "In my will, the case of King Anle's treason two years ago was a false accusation, and all the officials who were involved in it back then were all innocent. "

He closed his eyes and continued: "King Jing, being a son, is not filial; being a brother, not being filial; being a minister, being unfaithful, not benevolent; several crimes are punished together, the crimes are unforgivable, and a pot of poisonous wine is specially given to kill them by themselves. , implemented immediately without delay.

   All persons involved in the case of King Jing’s conspiracy, ministers of the third rank and above, and adult men in their families will be executed after three days, the female family members will be exiled to the frontier, and the officials below the third rank and their families will all be exiled…”

  The emperor vented all his anger on Shangguanpu.

   However, as his voice fell, there was silence all around.

   Song Jingchen didn't speak, and the people kneeling outside didn't even raise their heads, as if they were all waiting for his next words.

The emperor's fists tightened suddenly, gritted his teeth and said, "Song Lao Guogong is my hero of the founding of the Great Xia... I was deceived by a traitor and let him die for a wrongful death. Other……"

   "Specially bestows the right of Song Laoguo to enjoy the Taimiao Temple."

   The last sentence almost came out of his mouth.

  Song Jingchen leaned over again: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

  The people also shouted in unison: "Your Majesty is wise! Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

   This deafening sound of "Your Majesty is wise" was exchanged for him by beating himself in the face!

  The emperor almost used all his strength to restrain himself to barely not lose his temper.

  However, in the end, he only spit out the word "flat body" and left.

  To say that the emperor regrets the most now is that in order to have a good reputation, he did not fall into a cruel and obscure name, and he did not cut down the roots of the Song family, which caused Song Jingchen to turn back and bite him now.

   But after thinking about it, if it wasn't for Song Jingchen, he would have been killed by that idiot long ago.

   In the final analysis, it is still the fault of the rebellious son. It is wrong to be rebellious, and it is even more wrong to leave a handle on doing things.

  The emperor stopped abruptly.

   Step-by-step, Qi Life Insurance, who was following behind him, stopped and didn't collide.

  Qi Shou's heart almost jumped out of his throat with fright. If he hit it just now, his head would be separated from his neck...

   "Your Majesty?" he called cautiously.

  The emperor commanded in a cold voice: "You can send that renegade son for a ride now."

  Qi Shou was busy, beckoning to let the servants behind him come to serve him before taking the two little eunuchs to the prison in the Zongren Mansion.

  Emperor obviously didn't want King Jing to live another moment, how could he dare to delay?

   He didn't want to see Song Jingchen with a pale face waiting there as soon as he arrived at the gate of the prison.

   "Loyalty... That's not right, it should be called Grandpa Guo now." Grandpa Song is already worthy of the imperial temple, and sooner or later the title of Song family will be restored. Isn't Song Jingchen the youngest in Daxia to win Grandpa?

   Qishou was stunned, and after bowing respectfully, he asked, "I don't know what the prince of the country ordered?"

   After receiving thirty sticks, he didn't go home to take medicine, but instead came to such a ghost place, he couldn't be here to watch the scenery, right?

  Song Jingchen nodded: "King Jing caused my Song family to come this far, can you allow me to take him on a ride? In this way, I personally avenge my grandfather and father."

   "This..." Qi Shou looked embarrassed at the two servants behind him.

   "Father Qi, all your Majesty wants is that person's life, and whoever sends it is the same." One of them flattered.

  Of course, he shot Song Jingchen.

  The other person is not to be outdone: "Yes, Eunuch Qi, you will be accommodating."

   "That's fine."

   Qishou reached out his hand to make a plea with a helpless expression on his face: "Master Guo, you please first."

  Song Jingchen nodded his thanks.

  Shangguanyao's cell was close to the gate. He raised his head when he heard the movement, and saw the tray in the waiter's hand.

  Qi Shou thought he had misunderstood, so he kindly explained: "His Royal Highness Shun, our family was sent by His Majesty to see His Highness King Jing."

Hearing his words, Shangguan Yao's eyes were instantly red with anger: "Nonsense, you are talking nonsense, the eldest brother is the son of the father, how could the father kill him? Did you say something in front of the father? I'm going out, I want to see the royal father..."

  Song Jingchen looked at him quietly for a long time, then lifted his foot and continued to walk in, Qishou hurriedly followed after seeing this.

   "Don't go, you guys come back to this king!" Shangguanyao clasped the wooden fence with both hands, but no matter how much he shouted, he didn't get a single response, and he could only watch a few people disappear as he could see.

Shangguan Yao leaned against the prison wall and slowly slid down, knelt down on his knees, covered his face with his hands, and cried out in grief, crying and crying again, and then started shouting: "Give me a drink, if the royal father must kill him, let me take the place of the eldest brother. to die..."

  The voice reached Shangguanpu, and he helplessly rubbed his eyebrows: "Oh, that fool..."

  Song Jingchen turned around and said to the three who followed: "Give me the wine, please come in and check later."

   Qishou left with the other two.

   "Congratulations, it's a pity that you still haven't found the person." Shangguanpu made a statement and waved his hand again: "That's it, after today, it has nothing to do with me. Just don't forget to promise me."

   "You don't seem surprised at all." Song Jingchen sat on the ground opposite him and put the tray aside.

   He will come today just to reassure his heart. Although Shangguanpu is guilty of heinous crimes, he does not like to break his trust in others.

  Shangguanpu sneered: "It's so loud, it wakes up the king, what's the surprise?"

  Song Jingchen was noncommittal, grabbed the jug and poured the wine, not wanting Shangguanpu to reach out and grab the jug, then he raised his head and drank.

  Song Jingchen frowned and asked, "Any last words?"

   "Last words?" Shangguanpu was stunned, took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said with a wry smile, "Would it count for not being reborn in the emperor's family in the next life?"

   He is the eldest son of the emperor, and the so-called direct son was born to the queen when he was six years old.

   But in the six years when he didn't have a son, he was instilled by Liu Guifei and the Liu family that this idea would be his after all.

  Shangguanhan robbed the crown prince that should belong to him as soon as he was born. Is it wrong for him to want to take back his own things?

  No, he didn't think he was wrong, at most he felt that his skills were inferior to others.

   Wins and loses, he can afford to lose!

but……

   It’s true that he doesn’t want to be reborn in the imperial family.

  The father is not kind, the son is not filial, the brother is not friendly and the younger is disrespectful, such an imperial family is too boring.

   Song Jingchen looked at the person in front of him, stood up with his hands on the ground, and thought for a moment: "If you have a kind heart, I think you are more suitable to be an emperor than Ah Han."

  The throne itself means blood and blood, and their Song family is located in the vortex of power, and it is inevitable to be involved in it.

   In fact, even his grandfather knew that even if Shangguanpu hadn't been planted, the emperor would have found other opportunities to deal with them.

  The guillotine has always been there, the person holding the sword is the emperor, all he lacks is someone who pushes him behind his back, and Shangguanpu just happens to play this role.

   is not a person of the same camp. He doesn't want to accuse him of right or wrong, but he should never attack the common people. If such a person really takes that position, it will be the sorrow of the common people.

   As if, this is just a rational analysis. If you want to say that you don't hate Shangguanpu, it's impossible to blame him. He is not that saintly.

   "Haha..." Shangguanpu laughed out loud, then bent down with a smile, a black blood line overflowing from the corner of his mouth: "I'll take it as you are complimenting me."

   He lay down on his back and closed his eyes.

  Song Jingchen brushed off the grass clippings on his robe and turned to leave.

"sorry."

  Shangguanpu's voice like mosquitoes and flies sounded behind him.

  Song Jingchen paused for a while, did not speak, and did not look back.

   This apology is meaningless to anyone in his Song family.

   What they really need is the confession of the one above.

  …………

   Outside the sect's mansion, Shen Yijia's face was tight, and her whole body exuded that I'm not easy to mess with, don't bother me.

   Sister Huan shrank her neck and carefully pulled Brother Hao's sleeve: "Little brother, did I say something wrong?"

   Brother Hao rolled his eyes, now he knows he is called brother? Usually, Brother Hao's brother is broken, but whenever he calls himself a brother, he will be chased down two streets by her, and Mingming's mother has said that she was born a stick of incense before her.

   However, the second brother is the second brother, what is the little brother called? Ugly to death!

Thinking of this, Brother Hao pouted, and his eyes rolled to Sister Huan's ear and said, "Sister-in-law is still lightly angry, you should think about it for a while now that the elder brother came out and knew that it was you who missed the mark, what should you do? Do it right."

   Sister Huan's eyes widened, and pitifully continued to tug on Brother Hao's sleeve: "Little brother..."

   "What's your name, little brother, who is younger?" Hao Ge'er glanced at her and ruthlessly pulled out his sleeves.

   "Second brother, I was wrong. You must help me this time."

   "It's almost the same." Brother Hao snorted, satisfied.

"then you……"

   "I can't do anything either!" Brother Hao spread his hands.

  Sister Huan:  …

   "Song Jinghao, you dare to play with me." Sister Huan blushed, and with a roar, she clenched her fists and hit Brother Hao.

   Brother Hao didn't expect that she would suddenly make a move, and he was too close to avoid it, so he punched her firmly.

   "Ugh..." Brother Hao covered his mouth in pain.

   "What are you doing?" A cold voice came.

   The two of them immediately stood up straight.

   "Big, big brother." The two stuttered.

   Brother Hao is in pain, and Sister Huan is guilty.

  Looking around and didn't see Mrs Li, Song Jingchen asked, "Why is it just you, mother?"

When    questioned, he looked at Shen Yijia.

   He felt it, something was wrong!

   Obviously this girl saw him when he came out of the Zongren Mansion. If it was usual, even if he hadn't rushed over, he should have called "Xianggong" sweetly.

   However, until he came closer, the girl just stared at him.

   Well, his expression is still a little serious.

   Sister Huan followed his line of sight, feeling even more guilty, and hesitatingly said: "Mother, mother said that she had gone back a little earlier, but I don't worry about you, so let us wait here."

  Song Jingchen nodded, probably guessing the reason why Mr. Li was in a hurry to go back.

   "Then let's go back too." He stretched out his hand to pull Shen Yijia.

   Shen Yijia avoided, snorted at him, turned around and climbed into the carriage first.

  Song Jingchen touched his nose and looked at Brother Hao and Sister Huan in confusion. He seemed to have only left for a while.

  If he remembered correctly, when he left, this girl hugged him regardless of everyone's eyes?

   Noticing the guilty look on Sister Huan's face, Song Jingchen narrowed his eyes dangerously.

   "Yes, go home, go home quickly." Sister Huan also got into the carriage.

  Song Jingchen turned to look at Brother Haoer.

   Brother Hao: He should get in the car.

  Song Jingchen supported his forehead, in fact, he had already guessed the reason.

   "Cough~" He clenched his fists and covered his lips with a light cough.

   The curtain of the carriage was pulled open with a brush.

  Song Jingchen paused, looking at Shen Yijia's worried eyes, his heart moved slightly, his originally straight waist immediately bent down, his brows furrowed, as if he was enduring great pain.

   pretended not to care and supported the edge of the car, stepped on it, and swayed.

  Nanfeng quickly supported him: "Master, this subordinate will help you."

  Song Jingchen: Maybe he should consider changing Yaoji by his side, at least Yaoji is more likely to have trouble.

  Nanfeng felt a chill on his back for some reason, but he still helped Song Jingchen to the car conscientiously.

  Song Jingchen:  …

   Sister Huan knew she had done something wrong, so she didn't dare to take the seat beside Shen Yijia, and Brother Hao didn't have the courage.

   So Song Jingchen took advantage of the situation to sit beside her, but Shen Yijia had already recovered her serious face, and even if she turned her head to look at him, her eyes were cold.

  Song Jingchen:  …

  The carriage turned upside down suddenly, Song Jingchen might as well hit the wall with his back, and the person who didn't even frown when he was beaten took a deep breath.

   Shen Yijia roared: "Nanfeng, be careful when you drive."

  Nanfeng, who had already reacted, complained in his heart, and summoned up his courage: "Young Madam, this road is a bit bumpy, you...you have a firm grip."

   Then, as he said, the carriage jolted even harder.

  Song Jingchen lowered his eyes and stopped making a sound when he hit the wound, but his hand holding the wall of the car was trembling slightly.

   Shen Yijia was so distressed that she couldn't bear to grab his hand and prevent him from bouncing back and forth with the carriage.

  Song Jingchen tried his best to press down the corner of his mouth that was almost raised, and let her pull it, only occasionally when the carriage was bumping badly, he would "accidentally" hit the wall of the carriage.

   In the end, Shen Yijia had no choice but to hold his arm firmly.

   Brother Hao and Sister Huan:  …

   Small Theater: Passer-by little girl: "Mom, look, isn't that carriage drunk like Dad?"

   The woman looked in the direction pointed by the girl, and she saw a carriage that didn't go straight, but turned around like a drunk. She said strangely, "Yes, maybe it is."

   (end of this chapter)