Chapter 19 The letter is in my father's handwriting
Ling Yutong and Qi Yan looked at each other and had some concerns in their hearts.
She glanced back at Lu He and whispered to Qi Yan: "Men and women are not allowed to have sex. I will take Lu He back to the palace to apply medicine. If you need anything, call Che and call me."
The Holy Spirit rearranged the palaces where the two of them lived, this time making them adjacent.
Qi Yan nodded slightly, and after they left, Lai Che knelt in front of him and presented a secret decree with both hands.
Qi Yan's pupils shrank, bright yellow, which is the unique color of the imperial edict.
He took it and after reading it quickly, his eyes darkened. A slight surprise flashed through his heart, but it soon settled into reality. The Holy Spirit's will was equivalent to giving him a right in secret. This was not only a right to
Zhou Luoyu's compensation for beating him was also a double insurance against the truth.
His Majesty's ability to sit on the throne for so many years depends not only on his noble status. Regarding the Qi family's affairs this time, His Majesty probably knows that if he uses his imperial power to inquire about some things, what he gets is not the very real truth. That's why,
Secretly give him the right to do this.
After Qi Yan figured out the key, he took a deep look at Lai Che. Then, there was no other master behind Lai Che and Song Yue. They were loyal to the Holy One.
When Lai Che received his gaze, he did not avoid it, as if to confirm his guess.
It was bright outside, and birds were building nests on the eaves, making crisp calls.
In another palace separated by a wall, Song Yue was applying medicine to Lu He. She was playing with the ointment while frowning. The beating was so severe that the skin and flesh were torn apart.
Lu He was so painful that he almost fainted.
Ling Yutong was thinking deeply in her eyes, calculating the time, and when she turned her head inadvertently, she realized that the wire on Lu He's shoulder blade had not yet been removed.
"Bear with it." Her sudden approach made Lu He unable to curse. He was caught off guard and the extreme pain hit him. Lu He couldn't help but groan, and cold sweat was already covering his forehead.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Ling Yutong, I will kill you as soon as I recover from your injuries!"
Songyue frowned and was about to reprimand her when she saw Ling Yutong wave his hand, his face came closer, his eyes were infinitely calm.
"Okay, let's see if you are capable enough or I am smart enough."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a strong flame of revenge burning in Lu He's eyes.
A stone fell quietly in her heart. Ling Yutong looked at Lu He and curled her lips casually. She knew too well about the life that relied on hatred to survive. Lu He was hurt so badly. If he died due to mental confusion, there were many things that would not be able to reach her.
The desired effect is achieved.
It would be better to let Lu He hate her and the Qi family, so that he can hold on for a while longer. Best of all, he can hold on until the day when he can actually kill his enemy.
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At the gate of the capital, several horses coming from a distance stirred up dust on the ground. When they stopped, the guard stationed at the gate glanced at the man on horseback and immediately lowered his head and saluted: "I have seen Prime Minister Yu and Mr. Yu."
Yu Xiang got off his horse and handed his identity certificate to the soldiers who were screening people entering the city.
Due to what happened on the border, the city has been under martial law recently, fearing that some foreigners might take advantage of foreign customs clearance documents to confuse the public and sneak into the capital.
The soldier quickly confirmed that the certificate was correct and let him go.
Riding horses was not allowed in the city, so Yu and Xiang gave the horse's rope to the servants who were following them. They turned to their legitimate son Yu Jinghong and told him: "You go back to the house first. My father will go to the palace immediately and report to the Holy Emperor."
Yu Jinghong lowered his eyes and responded.
Yu Xiang entered the palace in a carriage. The palace walls were majestic. On the way there, he repeatedly rubbed the thumb on his hand and said the words he had already thought about over and over in his heart.
He didn't want to get involved with the Qi family's affairs this time. But the moment the Holy One issued the order to reclaim power, he had already obtained several letters quickly delivered back from the inn, which were key evidence of Qi Songjin's rebellion in the camp.
Qi Songjin is the father of Qi Yan and others, and is also the commander-in-chief of this war. Although he has been confirmed dead, it is related to rebellion, and all his processes must be investigated clearly.
Eunuch Xi Luck was already waiting for him at the entrance of the palace. Yu Xiang followed him into the palace, held the key evidence in his hands and presented it to him. He knelt heavily on his knees and made a muffled sound.
The Holy Emperor's face was serious, and the letter was placed in his hand, but he had no intention of reading it. He lowered his eyes and glanced at Yu Xiang, and said slowly: "Let's put this certificate here first. Since the Prime Minister's Office has the right
Take it back, and you won’t have to worry about the Qi family’s affairs in the future.”
"Today, I have another thing to ask you."
Yu Xiang raised his eyes with a respectful attitude: "You ask, I will tell you everything I know."
The Holy Spirit's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his hand in the direction of Xifu, who silently presented a transparent bottle.
"This thing is called psychedelic. It is a special poison. The effect is..."
There was only a trace of white powder in the transparent bottle. Yu Xiang looked up for a while, with real doubts in his eyes. After hearing about the "psychedelic" effect, his pupils shrank: "This, such a small amount of powder can have such an effect."
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The Holy Master narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Looking at Yu Aiqing's appearance, she seems to be unaware of this matter. How could that be?"
Yu Xiang felt a sudden shock in his heart and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, I have never seen this thing before, and my family has not practiced medicine for generations. I really don't know!"
"Oh? That's a bit strange." The Holy Master played with the transparent bottle in his palms, stared directly at Yu Xiang, and said: "You are so well-informed and don't know that your eldest son, the common man, has this effect.
I know a lot."
"Amazing."
With such an incredible sound, Yu Xiang broke into cold sweat on his forehead.
The Holy Sage told in a few words the content of the conversation with Yu Nanxun that day. Yu Xiang's hands hidden in his sleeves were squeezed tightly, and his heart kept sinking. He knew that the scoundrel had aroused the Holy Sage's suspicion, but he did not expect that it was because
Such a serious matter! The reason why the Holy One was suspicious of Yu Nanxun but did not tell him was because he was waiting for his attitude.
Yu Xiang raised his eyes tremblingly. He knew very well how jealous His Majesty was. As soon as he wanted to express his stance, he immediately knocked his head to the ground and said decisively: "I will definitely question the eldest son when I get home and give His Majesty a
Satisfactory answer! Please have mercy on me, Your Majesty, and give me a chance to learn the details."
There was silence in the hall for a long time, and then the Holy One raised his hand with great mercy: "Okay, let's get up. Maybe even if a new, slippery person appears, your eldest son won't make a big mistake.
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"Stand back, I'm waiting for the answer sheet you hand in."
Yu Xiang lowered his eyes, and when he stepped back, he heard the Holy Master saying to Xifu beside him: "Go, the evidence has been sent, but you have to find someone close to you to identify it. Call Qi Yan and Ling Yutong."
Yu Xiang paused for a moment, lowered his head, and quickly went out.
In the palace, the summons from Eunuch Xifu made both of them stunned. Ling Yutong calmed down and followed her father-in-law at a steady pace.
After the two of them met with the Holy Father, they caught a glimpse of several opened letters on the table.
The Holy One glanced at them and said, "The key evidence has been brought. Let's see if this is your father's handwriting."
Qi Yan pursed his lips tightly and stared at the envelope in front of him. Without hesitation, he opened it and took it in his hand to read. However, as soon as the handwriting in the letter entered his eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly.
He gripped the paper tightly and looked at it repeatedly as if to make sure. After reading a few pages, he felt stiff all over and couldn't calm down.
Qi Yan even looked at the edge of the paper. Such strange movements made Ling Yutong couldn't help but feel a sudden change in his heart.
Is there something wrong with the letter? What does Qi Yan suspect?
The sound of his knuckles tapping lightly on the table seemed like a silent urging.
Qi Yan raised his head and met the Holy Emperor's eyes. His voice was harsh: "This letter is my father's handwriting."
What!?
Ling Yutong's eyes suddenly widened. She subconsciously looked at Qi Yan's face and found that he was telling the truth.
That letter is really Qi Songjin's handwriting.
But those were informant letters communicating with the Turks! They firmly believed that the Qi family could not rebel, so how could there be such letters containing Qi Songjin’s true handwriting?