Seven hundred and seventy-one, the death of honor
Tuoba Tao's eyes still fell on Tan Yaoyu, "What do you think of the goddess?"
Cui Hao's aftertaste glanced at Tan Yiyu. The appearance of this woman was obviously beyond Cui Hao's expectations. Although Tan Yiyu had come to show his goodwill and said that he would not make things difficult for Cui Hao in the matter of crown prince, but at this point, even King Jianning has backed down. What can she say, a goddess who has not yet entered the palace?
Just now in the carriage, Ying Feng helped Yao Yu adjust his breathing again. But even so, Tan Yao Yu did not dare to use his internal strength or martial arts anymore, otherwise he would use silver wire to inquire around the palace and at least he would get some news.
At this time, everyone was waiting for her to reply, but she turned her head and asked Uncle Yun: "Where is the physical evidence?"
Shu Yun waved outside the hall, and more than a dozen Jinwu Guards entered the hall with four large wooden boxes. After opening it, there were ritual tools to cover up weapons, and more were long swords and bows and arrows retrieved.
Both the ritual instruments and weapons are very ordinary, with neither signs nor marks. Tan Yaoyu picked up a few long knives and weighed them, then frowned.
Tuoba Tao noticed it and asked quickly, "But what happened?"
Tan Yaoyu, who was very obsessed with weapons and martial arts, had tested the swords that He Lu had made one by one, so when she got the long sword, she felt something was wrong.
Tan Yaoyu thought for a while and said, "It's indeed a bit strange, but it's not a proof that the prince is innocent. If His Majesty agrees, can I ask the palace to bring a knife back and study it carefully?"
Tuoba Tao originally had a glimmer of hope for Tan Yaoyu. After all, she always gave people surprises. At this time, even Tan Yaoyu said this, and nodded weakly to agree.
Just as Tan Yaoyu was about to hand the long sword to Ying Feng, he heard a burst of rapid footsteps outside the hall. Zong Ai rushed into the hall. At first glance, he saw Tan Yaoyu holding the knife. He was so scared that he instinctively gasped! His feet were soft and almost slipped.
When Tuoba Tao saw that it was Zong Ai, he disliked his reaction just now, but he didn't have time to ask more questions. He shouted impatiently: "Where is the prince's man?!"
Zong Ai then woke up from the fear of suddenly seeing Tan Yaoyu. With a touch of sweat on his head, he knelt down at Tuoba Tao, "Your Majesty! Although the prince has brought it back, the situation is not right! The imperial doctor is already treating him! Go and have a look!"
When Tuoba Tao heard this, he stood up "live" and rushed out directly!
Tan Yaoyu couldn't help but frown when she watched Zong Ai who was crying.
What kind of drama is this? Yesterday, Qiao Nu took the prince to find Cui Hao, and Zong Ai and Qiao Nu have long become birds of a feather. Logically, Zong Ai also wants to protect the prince, so why do you go out and die when you come back?
Things were a little sudden all day today. Not only did the Ying family receive no news at all, but even the intention behind it was hard for Tan Yaoyu to figure it out.
Ying Feng also noticed it and lowered his voice and said, "Maybe something happened, don't worry, I'll find someone to investigate now."
Tan Yaoyu nodded and signaled Ying Feng to look at the long sword he searched for, "It was obviously made of mixed iron. Not to mention rebellion, the lethality of a hoe is greater than that of it. These weapons are obviously not used for shooting."
"But it is specially used to frame people..." Ying Feng said next, "Then what are you going to do?"
The two followed from a distance and discussed the countermeasures in a short sentence.
When they arrived at the East Palace, Tuoba Tao stepped in first, Cui Hao and others were guarding the door, while Tan Yaoyu stood a little further. She looked around and the palace people were running in and out, but she felt that this place was dead.
Recalling the feeling she felt when she entered the Liu Song Palace, although the pavilions and towers were different, the depressing atmosphere was exactly the same. She looked at the row of geese flying by in the distance and murmured: "It seems that I really don't like the palace. Whether it's here or Liu Song..."
Ying Feng heard this, smiled, and asked whisper: "What do you mean, can you only marry me?"
Tan Yaoyu's face turned red inappropriately! She glared at Ying Feng. Although she didn't say a word, her eyes were clearly saying, be careful to tear your mouth!
Everyone waited for less than half an incense stick at the door when they heard Tuoba Tao crying in pain, mixed with the sound of pounding the bed.
When he learned that the prince had passed away, Cui Hao sighed with tears and cheeks. He knelt on the ground first and shouted: "God is jealous of my crown prince, how unfair! Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon body!"
After half a stick of incense, Tuoba Tao let everyone enter the side hall.
Tuoba Tao, who was furious just now because the prince was suspected of being a rebellious, became the father who lost his eldest son. His eyes were red and he sat silently.
He didn't speak, and no one else dared to say a word. After all, although there were evidences of the rebellion, there was no conviction.
Before the conviction was convicted, the suspected mastermind was already dead. The incident this day was really sad.
The people present waited silently for a long time before hearing Tuoba Tao say, "The matter of Xiaozhao Temple is aborted. Huang'er... suddenly became acutely ill... Heaven did not live long, so he was buried with the prince's ceremony and posthumously named Jingmu. Anyone related to Xiaozhao Temple... will be executed."
Shuyun sighed in his heart, the monks in Xiaozhao Temple were in danger of their lives after all. It was a pity for them, but he still clasped his fists and replied, "Yes. I will do it now."
"The people in Xiaozhao Temple cannot be killed."
Tan Yaoyu's sudden voice made everyone's hearts reach their throats.
Although everyone knows that the people in Xiaozhao Temple are buried with the prince, if they can calm Tuoba Tao's anger and cover up the scandal in the palace, Cui Hao will not come forward to stop him.
Who would have thought that Tan Yaoyu, who had been hiding behind, suddenly stood up at this time.
Tuoba Tao's brows were deeply twisted. Even if it was Tan Yaoyu, refuting his will at this time, it would be unbearable for Tuoba Tao to tolerate it!
"What? What's the point of the goddess?"
Tan Yaoyu didn't care about Tuoba Tao's sudden and cold tone, and said calmly: "I dare to ask Your Majesty, even if all the people in Xiaozhao Temple are dead, can you cover up the mouths of Youyou?"
She glanced at the direction of the prince's bedroom, "A person dies like a lamp that goes out. Although it is true before his death, it will be returned to dust after his death. But the prince cannot die of illness, otherwise he will not be able to gain trust from others. Your Highness should prove his innocence by death, so that he can be a great good."
King Jianning reacted at this time and responded with a voice: "What the goddess said is reasonable." The difference between death from illness and death of reputation is like a slut.
Tuoba Tao's face calmed down a little. When he saw the prince just now, the prince could no longer speak or look at him, but when he felt him, he held his hand tightly.
The imperial physician said that the prince died of acute illness caused by fear and palpitations. But Tuoba Tao always felt that his son was not a timid mouse, so how could he be scared to death?!
Chapter completed!