Li Zixun was woken up twice in one night, and he was in a daze.
Embarrassingly, he dodged the box lid thrown by Li Ziting, fell to the ground and cursed: "Why are you so crazy when you come here in the middle of the night, what kind of killer are you, and why are you killing me?"
Seeing that he still refused to admit it, Li Ziting raised his hand and grabbed Jia Rong's hair, threw the head directly on Li Zixun and said angrily: "What kind of killer? Open your eyes and see clearly, don't you recognize him?"
Li Zixun was hit on the head by someone. He was so frightened that he rolled and crawled away from him. Then he turned back and took a closer look.
He was woken up before and didn't take a closer look at who the head was in the box. In addition, the appearance of the person changed somewhat after death, making it difficult to identify, so he only thought that the other deceased was Hou Biao's subordinate.
At this point, when I took a closer look, I felt that it looked familiar.
Based on what Li Ziting said just now, Li Zixun finally recognized it and said: "This, is this Jia Rong?"
Four years ago, he met Jia Rong.
"You finally recognized it!" Li Ziting snorted coldly, sat down again and asked, "Then please explain to me why Jia Rong's head appears in Prince He's Mansion?"
Li Zixun fell to the ground and looked at Li Ziting asking questions from above. He felt as if he was a prisoner and was being interrogated.
He got up from the ground, straightened his clothes before frowning and saying: "Zi Ting, you misunderstood, Jia Rong was not killed in my house..."
"Where else could it be if it wasn't in your house? If you hadn't killed the person, why did you and the servants from the prince's house go out of the city to bury the head in the middle of the night?"
Li Zixun then came back to his senses, frowned and asked, "You sent someone to monitor me?"
Li Ziting was stunned when he heard this, and then said confidently: "Who is spying on you? It's just that my servants saw someone from your house sneaking out of the city in the evening, and they thought it was strange, so they followed him to take a look!
"Besides, what if you don't have any evil intentions? Are you still afraid of being monitored?"
Li Zixun almost laughed out loud at his words: "If others don't mind being monitored by you, how about I send someone to monitor you?"
"What my cousin said is really funny." Li Ziting said coldly, "Who hasn't stuffed a few nails into other houses? It's just that your people are incompetent and can't catch me.
"You are incompetent, why do you still want to pretend to be innocent and accuse me?"
Li Zixun was immediately choked and speechless. After all, what Li Ziting said was indeed true, but everyone usually operates in secret, and no one would put such a thing on the surface.
He suppressed his anger and said: "Jiarong's death really has nothing to do with me. Before you came, I didn't even know that the head in the box was Jiarong.
"The things were sent by Li Zian. There are two in total. One of them is the person I sent to Huguang."
Li Ziting didn't believe it: "Cousin, you should be more honest in your lies. Since you gave away two heads, why did you only ask someone to bury one?"
Li Zixun took a deep breath and said: "If I really want to lie to you, why should I tell you that I received two heads? The other deceased was Hou Biao, the son of Housekeeper Hou. He took it away and buried it by himself.
"Use your brain and think about it. If I really killed Jia Rong, why did I only send people to bury the head and keep the body for fun?"
After talking about this, Li Ziting finally calmed down. He thought that he had sent Jia Rong to Huguang, and it was reasonable for Li Zian to kill him. Li Zixun indeed did not have this motive or need.
But how was Jia Rong discovered by Li Zian?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but mentally raise his guard against Li Zian to another level.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Li Zixun ask in turn: "What do you want to do by sending a killer to Huguang?"
"What I want to do has nothing to do with you!" Li Ziting said disdainfully, "Besides, didn't you send someone there too!"
"Don't change the subject. I sent people to spy on the news, but you, who are you sending a killer to kill?"
"Can't the killer spy on the news?" Li Ziting didn't want to say more to him, so he left after just saying this.
Although Li Zixun had long known that he had this temper, he was still trembling with anger and said: "Li Ziting, don't be too arrogant. To put it bluntly, you and I are both grasshoppers on a rope, but the rope is held by
It’s in the hands of the one in the capital!
"Things that happened four years ago have long been settled. Now you are rushing to send Jia Rong to Li Zian. Who knows what you are worried about!"
After hearing this, Li Ziting paused and said without looking back: "Cousin, you should worry about yourself! If Li Zi'an really found out the truth four years ago, who do you think the emperor would push out as the scapegoat?
Is it you or me?"
"How dare you!" Li Zixun's scalp was about to explode. He looked around for the first time and found that there was no outsider in the room, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "How dare you say such a thing!"
Li Ziting also realized that he had made a mistake, so he said no more and strode out of Prince He's Mansion.
Li Zixun stood with his back straight, watching Li Ziting's back disappear, and then he fell down on the chair, breathing heavily.
Footsteps suddenly came from behind the screen. He was so startled that he tensed up and asked sharply: "Who's behind?"
Prince Li Weixiang came over from behind the screen and said with an embarrassed look: "Xun'er, please listen to my father's advice and don't get involved with them anymore.
"Weisheng and the emperor are brothers. If anything happens, someone will protect you..."
That’s the thing again!
Li Zixun gritted his teeth tightly, and the anger rising in his chest was almost uncontrollable and almost bursting out of his body.
"...Although you are not the heir apparent yet, you are my only son. When my father dies, this palace will still be yours..."
"Clang-" Li Zixun suddenly raised his hand and overturned the table in front of him.
Prince He was so frightened that he took a few steps back, looking at his son as if he didn't even recognize him.
"You are the eldest son of the late emperor after all. It's okay for you to be weak and incompetent. Why don't you let me fight?
"We are all the sons of princes, forget it about Li Ziting, he has a noble status and I can't compare to him.
"But what about Li Zian? Prince Rui has neither the eldest son nor the direct descendant, but now that he is the crown prince and guarding a fief as big as Huguang, his life is much better than mine!"
"Xun'er, you..." Prince He looked at his son at a loss and muttered, "I, my mother has a low status. It's not easy for me to live to leave the palace and build a mansion. What can we do with others?"
Compare..."
"Yeah, I can't compare, who can I compare with, who can I dare to compare with!
"I studied hard since I was a child, and when I grew up, I was always humble and tolerant. Isn't it because I didn't have as strong a backer as others?
"But in the end, who thinks highly of me? Who takes me seriously? Even I look down on myself!"
After Li Zixun finished speaking, he threw away his sleeves and left, leaving the prince and him alone in tears.