Chapter 148

If that groove was used to hold people, there was no doubt that when everyone was focusing on Chongzhen Wanshou Palace, the prince's carriage secretly tampered with it.

Those with ulterior motives can completely hide it inside and wait for an opportunity to be detrimental to the prince halfway.

Assassination is the most convenient and fastest way.

But in that case, if the prince dies in the car, the man will not be able to escape. It is easy for him to implicate others, and the mastermind will not be able to escape.

There is another way, that is, to exchange identities with the prince.

But Wang Zhi had already confronted the prince in person. The person in the East Palace was genuine, not faked by anyone.

In fact, the prince was unharmed and did not encounter any other dangers except when he was exposed to rain and was infected with wind and cold.

But it was God's business, and no one could control it. After returning from Chongzhen Wanshou Palace, many ministers fell ill, let alone the prince.

In this case, what is the purpose of the groove on the carriage?

Wang Zhi was puzzled. He thought he was not stupid, but this matter was messy and could not make any sense. Maybe Tang Fan could do it, and this trouble was also found by Tang Fan, but Tang Fan was outside the palace now, and the distant water could not save the near fire.

The most important thing is that Concubine Wan is dead now, and the palace is in chaos. Although she is not the emperor, Wang Zhi can imagine the emperor's reaction at this time.

"Mr. Wang?" Wen Sheng and Wenyuan under his command, as well as the little yellow gate who reported the news, were looking at him.

Wang Zhi's anxiety also infected them, and the latter three inevitably showed a hint of panic.

"What a panic? The sky can't fall!" Wang Zhi said angrily, got up and walked around for two steps.

He decided to put the matter of driving aside first. Since the prince is fine, there is no need to worry about this matter for the time being. It is a troublesome now. When the imperial concubine dies, the people will definitely be more afraid than anyone else. They are anxious and they may do something.

Wang Zhi thought for a while: "In this way, you will go and ask Liang Fang's movements separately, be careful, and come back to report to me whenever there is something wrong."

"Ah?" Wen Yuan was a little confused. Isn't the most important thing to inquire about at this time?

"Idiot!" Wang Zhi could see what he was thinking at a glance, "Watch it with your brain, it is a taboo to find out about Your Majesty's whereabouts, and it is too eye-catching and easy to be discovered. If you start from Liang Fang, it will be much easier. You are both internal officials, so there will not be so many people to be on guard!"

Wen Yuan was scolded so much that he was so angry that he got used to it, so he stuck out his tongue and quickly responded.

Wen Sheng was always more sensible, and he heard this and said, "Does Mr. Wang want to know if he has any connection with Wantong?"

"Not bad!" Wang Zhi looked at him with admiration, "He has a lot of secretly involved with Wandang. He will not be unmoved in such a thing. You can just stare at it!"

In terms of qualifications, Liang Fang is even higher than Wang Zhi. The eunuchs in the palace were originally worthy of being on par with him. After Huai'en was released, the two most important departments of the twelve inner palace prisons, Silijian and Yumajian, were completely under Liang Fang's control. They covered the sky with their hands and said the same thing. They cooperated with Concubine Wan internally and responded to the people of the ten thousand parties. They were like fish in water. The communication between Concubine Wan and Concubine Wan sometimes had to rely on Liang Fang to pass the message from it, which shows his power.

Wang Zhi was not wrong. When he learned that Concubine Wan died suddenly, Liang Fang immediately spread the news out of the palace, and used his relationship to put Wantong into the palace overnight.

This was originally unruly and would be punished if pursued, but at this time the emperor was in great grief. How could he have time to meddle in these idiots? Seeing Concubine Wan’s younger brother might make him feel a little comforted.

"You're here."

Concubine Wan's body was also parked on the bed where she usually slept, with the emperor sitting next to her.

The latter's eyes were red, his face was always pale, and his hands were tightly held by Concubine Wan.

The emperor's deep affection for his concubine was rare, but Wan Tong was not moved at all, but he was secretly plotting against how much benefit he could get from his sister's death.

"Yes, Your Majesty, when I heard the news of my sister's death, I entered the palace overnight. Please forgive me for my recklessness." He knelt down and saluted.

The emperor naturally would not pursue these details. He raised his other hand: "Come here too, just meet your sister for the last time."

His voice could not hide his sobs and great sorrow, and his eyes did not take away from Concubine Wan for a little while.

For Wantong, he may have just lost a sister who can continue to protect him and allow him to enjoy wealth and glory.

But for the emperor, he lost the pillar of his half life.

Wantong took the order and stood up, walked over carefully, stopped beside the emperor, knelt down, and looked at his sister's face with her eyes closed.

Concubine Wan suddenly fell to the ground at noon. When the imperial physician was sure that he was unable to rescue him, it was already evening and the various yamen had already dispersed.

However, before that, the news that Concubine Wan was seriously ill had already flown out of the palace like wings, and many senior officials had received the news.

But no one confirmed whether Concubine Wan was alive or dead, so everyone was still watching and no one dared to make any noise.

Liang Fang happened to take the lead and took the opportunity to call Wantong into the palace to meet the emperor.

This step is extremely important. If Wantong and the emperor determine something and announce it the next day, it will be too late for the court officials to object.

This is what Wanmen are trying to do now.

"Your Majesty is mourning. My sister is in the dark, and I don't want to see Your Majesty so sad for her." Wan Tong comforted her.

It would be fine if he didn't say it. As soon as he said this, the emperor's tears that had been endured for a long time: "I still remember that when I was young, I was under house arrest by my uncle, and even my biological mother was unable to meet me. I was worried and frightened, and I often got sick. The palace people were in a state of good fortune, so I didn't want to be troubled when I saw that I was in a bad mood. It was your sister who begged the queen mother overnight and went to the Imperial Hospital to invite the Imperial Doctor to treat me. I would be with me every day so that I could recover. Otherwise, I wouldn't know where I was today!"

Wan Tongran was silent. He could not understand the emperor's complex of fledglings, but he knew that his sister was not only the emperor's concubine, but also the emperor's sister, friend, and mother. Because of this, his sister did not have the careful flattery of ordinary concubines in front of the emperor, and the emperor was willing to accept it.

The relationship between the two is complicated and cannot be explained in just a few words.

But Wan Tong knew very well that the Wan family was a criminal official. If it weren't for the honor of Concubine Wan, he wouldn't know where to eat sand in the border area, and how could he be as powerful as he is now?

The Wan family cannot lose the amulet of Concubine Wan, so his panic now will not be less than the emperor, but he is just suppressing himself.

"I probably haven't had much time to go here!" The emperor sighed, "Since you are here, let's discuss your sister's funeral together. Although the Ministry of Rites is here, I am always worried about handing over to others. The posthumous title of the imperial concubine must be prepared by me to be assured..."

He said in a nagging manner, Wantong was a little impatient to listen, but could not interrupt, so he had to patiently listen to the passage and said, "Your Majesty, there is something more important right now."

The emperor looked up and looked at him for no reason.

Wantong tried to keep her voice calm and restrained: "Your Majesty, since my sister could not be appointed as queen by Your Majesty during her lifetime, she would find it difficult to understand Your Majesty's affection even if she gave her more posthumous titles."

The emperor was aroused more sadness and guilt by Wantong's words, which was what he felt most sorry for Wan.

When he wanted to make Wan the queen, his mother, Empress Dowager Zhou, cried out for opposition. Seeing that if Wan the queen was really made, his biological mother would be ruthless, he could only choose to let Wan the mother down.

"I can posthumously confer Sister Wan as the queen." The emperor said, not knowing whether he was talking to Wan Tong or through Wan Tong, "This time, even if the court officials and mother oppose it, I will stick to the end."

But this is not what Wantong wants. No matter how noble the queen's younger brother is, he only has a false reputation.

"Your Majesty, you know, my sister doesn't want this," he said.

"..." The emperor was confused, "Then what did she want? I can satisfy her."

Wantong said slowly: "What my sister has been thinking about during her lifetime is nothing more than hoping to see King Xing become the crown prince."

He also knew that his words were too bold, but he had to fire the arrow on the string. If he missed tonight, they might not have a chance in the future.

Seeing that the emperor did not speak, Wan Tong gritted his teeth and said bravely: "Although my sister has passed away, I think that if you want to comfort her spirit in heaven, this is the best way."

When Concubine Wan was still alive, she instigated the emperor to depose the crown prince more than once, so the emperor naturally knew about this.

He was indeed moved at that time and was ready to put it into practice. Who knew that an earthquake would suddenly occur in Mount Tai, which caught people off guard.

The emperor was not decisive and ruthless, so he gave up his thoughts when he saw this.

Now, Concubine Wan went suddenly, and Wan Tong mentioned this matter again.

In the huge Zhaode Palace, except for two living people, there was no sound of breathing, and all the palace servants were sent outside.

But this situation is destined to not last long, and the Empress Dowager will soon send someone to check the emperor's situation, so Wantong must cherish this moment of time.

The emperor was silent for a while and suddenly said, "I know you are not for your sister."

Wan Tong was shocked and wanted to defend himself: "Your Majesty, please listen to me..."

The emperor interrupted him: "You are worried that after the prince ascended the throne, he will attack your family because of his mother's grudge, so you try every means to hope that the prince will be deposed."

Wan Tong knew that the emperor was not a foolish person who was easy to bully. What he relied on was the emperor's obsession with his sister. But Wan Tong did not expect that the emperor would be so merciless and pointed out his thoughts in blood.

His heart was beating wildly, and he was already scared to death, and he had to kowtow again and again: "Your Majesty clearly understands that I have no intention. I am just for my sister's wishes..."

The emperor sneered: "Your sister asked me to depose the crown prince. I can understand that she has this qualification. Since I have memories, she has been with me and has saved me. In my heart, no one can compare to her, but what about you, what qualifications do you have to ask me for such a request?"

Wan Tong had never seen the emperor's harsh words before, and was stunned for a moment, so he could only keep saying "I am wronged."

"But you are right." The emperor changed his subject, "It is indeed what the imperial concubine wants to see if she wants to leave. In order for her to leave with peace of mind, I will also do my best to fulfill her wish. After you go back, let Wan'an prepare. The next day is a grand ceremony, and I will announce the deposed prince."

After being shocked, he was overjoyed again. Wantong was almost wet with sweat and had no strength to speak.

The emperor, who had never cared about everything and had to live a mediocre life, showed a sarcastic smile to Wantong: "It's a good thing that you have been born well and became your sister's younger brother!"

When the emperor and Wan Tong said this in Zhaode Palace, no one heard it. Wang Zhi didn't know that the emperor had the idea of ​​deposing the prince because of the death of Concubine Wan. However, he had long learned from his subordinates that Liang Fang had released Wan Tong into the palace privately, and he also knew that Wan Tong had not come out after entering Zhaode Palace, and was obviously having a secret talk with the emperor.

Wang Zhi, who had lived in the palace for many years, even though he didn't know what they said, he had already smelled the scent of conspiracy.

Now that things have come to this point, the ten thousand parties and the prince are like water and fire, and there is no way to make any difference.

The crown prince did not ascend to the great treasure for one day, and he would be the crown prince for one day. There was only one word difference between the crown prince and the crown prince, but there was a huge difference. The Wan Party would not stop all actions because of the death of Concubine Wan. On the contrary, in order to save their lives and future, they would do even more crazier things.

Wang Zhi knew very well that no matter how powerful he was, there was only one person. Now the palace was controlled by Liang Fang, and Huai'en was not there, so he couldn't help but talk. He didn't care whether he would be monitored. He directly asked Wen Sheng to leave the palace to find Wei Mao, and then asked Wei Mao to find Tang Fan, and inform the other party of everything that happened in the palace.

At that time, Tang Fan and Suizhou were already ready to lie down, but they heard a few melodious bird songs outside.

Tang Fan said strangely: "Why is it cold and there are birds singing in the middle of the night?"

Suizhou stood up quietly with his clothes on his face, and a muffled sound of heavy objects falling out of the door immediately came from outside.

After a while, he pushed the door back in, followed by Wei Mao, who was rubbing his arms with a bitter face.

Tang Fan was both angry and funny: "I said Lao Wei, come in if you want to enter, and no one stopped you, so why are you pretending to be a bird? "

Wei Mao smiled bitterly: "The young one has no choice. I have to ask the Jinyiwei for his blessing. No one dares to be arrogant nearby, but there are people around Mr. Wang's house. I finally found an opportunity to come out, but I dare not move too much. But you are too strong, so my arm almost broke!"

Sui Zhou had no expression on his face and was interrupted with good things. No one would be happy. Fortunately, this has not started. If he had to open the door and arrest people halfway, he would be even more angry.
To be continued...