"Master! What are you doing?" Dianyi was very puzzled. Why did the master want to harm himself?
Fang Jue ignored him, but pulled out the silver needle inserted into the ring finger of his left hand, and squatted down holding the ring finger.
Squatting down next to Prince Ning, he dripped his own blood next to the pool of his blood.
Soon, the blood dripped into a long chain, which was connected together for easier observation.
Then, Fang Juecai put his finger into his mouth and took a sip.
Hemostasis is very quick, and the wound made by the silver needle is small. As long as you don't press hard deliberately, the wound will heal quickly.
At least, the blood will stop instantly.
However, Fang Jue didn't pay attention to the wound on his finger, but squatted down and stared at his own blood.
"Master, what are you looking at?" Noriichi was puzzled.
"Wait...wait for it to dry." Fang Jue sat down and said calmly.
Noriichi simply sat down.
This sitting is only half a moment.
It is very cold at this time of year, but there are many candle lights around the secret room, so the temperature is not low, and it will take some time for the blood to coagulate.
"Bring me a match." Fang Jue stretched out his hand.
Noriichi said "Oh" and took out a box of matches from his pocket. This thing has not been made public yet, but it is already being used in Emperor Zun Pavilion.
"嚓——"
Lighting a match, Fang Jue brought the firelight close to his own dried blood.
"hiss!"
Instantly, Fang Jue took a breath because he saw subtle reflective lines on the surface of the blood stain.
The lines in Prince Ning’s blood are darker and the lines are thicker!
"My mother..."
In shock, Fang Jue seemed to have returned to his ancestors and spoke his hometown dialect.
"Young Master!"
Dian Yi's eyesight was better than Fang Jue's. The moment the match came closer, he noticed the dragon pattern on the surface of Fang Jue's dried blood.
The young master actually possesses dragon blood!?
"Oh, that's it. No wonder the old master didn't tell me this open secret."
Fang Jue chuckled lightly, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. He was a little shocked, but also a little enlightened.
He is not native to this world.
This body is that of a local.
In other words, Fang Jue passed through the body of a young man with the blood of the Great Xia dragon!
"No wonder, I can easily walk into the God's Pavilion, and the old Pavilion Master can see me in person."
"If I didn't have this identity and couldn't see the old Pavilion Master, everything that followed would not have happened."
Noriichi was stunned, and it took him a long time to recover from the shock, and said in surprise:
"Master, are you the biological son of the Emperor of Great Xia?"
"Well--"
Fang Jue stiffened for a moment, feeling a little hard to accept.
"Is Emperor Xia my biological father?"
Fang Jue narrowed his eyes, his face was full of disgust, and he didn't feel any joy in this identity.
Don't even want it.
"It's not necessarily Xiao Pingsi. Maybe I'm the late emperor's bloodline among the people. Maybe."
Fang Jue thought about it, it was only twenty years since the death of the late emperor, less than twenty years since Xiao Pingsi ascended the throne, and his body was already over twenty years old.
Therefore, he may be the son of Xiao Pingsi, or he may be the son of the late emperor.
But no matter who he was, Fang Jue felt his balls hurt.
No wonder, the source of my innate affinity for Daxia is here.
"Dian Yi, are all the emperors and princes of Daxia short-lived?" Fang Jue suddenly felt worried. This dragon's blood should be caused by some kind of disease.
If this is the case, wouldn’t it be a premature death?
Fang suddenly felt that he might not survive for a few days.
"Young master, don't worry. In the past, Xia emperors only died of overwork or of ease. There were no normal short-lived ghosts."
Dianyi smiled and said: "You are a prince, do you want to go to Emperor Xia and ask him to give you a prince's pawn?"
"No!"
Fang Jue glared: "This matter must be kept strictly confidential!"
"Why?"
Diandao: "Isn't it good to be a prince?"
"What a fart."
Fang Jue rolled his eyes and said: "With my ability, it is no problem to achieve a rank comparable to that of a prince in Daxia. But if I really become a prince, there are many restrictions on my actions, and it is easy to be suspected, and it will be even harder to do big things.
"
To Fang Jue, the status of a prince is completely worthless.
Among his existing identities, this one, which may be that of a prince, is actually the most useless one!
Young Master of Daxia, Supervisor of the Musket Bureau, General in the Northern Expedition, Young Master of the Emperor Zun Pavilion...
Any identity is more suitable for working under Emperor Xia than a prince, and they are more powerful and comfortable than a prince!
In this case, why do you have to put a restraint on yourself?
"But filial piety comes first among all good deeds. Do you really refuse to recognize your ancestors and your biological father? This is a great act of unfilial piety..." Noriichi advised with a serious face.
Fang Juedao: "If I recognize my ancestor and return to my clan, I will not be able to participate in government affairs or hold power from now on. If I want to do anything for Daxia, I will be suspected of accumulating chips for myself to ascend to the throne..."
For any thing, no attribute is the best attribute.
It is very scary to have a position and fight with the party. Once Fang Jue becomes the prince, all his actions will be over-interpreted.
At that time, everything you do will be restricted, and even some things that are feasible as a young master will not be allowed.
This is really not a good thing for a person who wants to do practical things.
"That's true, people's hearts are unpredictable. Even if the young master is open-minded, outsiders will not believe that you are sincerely doing it for Daxia... By then, whatever you do, the effect will be greatly reduced."
Dianyi sighed: "But if you don't recognize your ancestors and return to the clan, wouldn't you lose the status and wealth you deserve... This would be too unfair to you."
Wronged?
Fang Jue wished he could be more aggrieved. He didn't want to have anything to do with the royal family at all.
When he was in Beijing, he didn't even have any actual interests involved with the prince who had won the rightful title, just because he didn't want to be dragged into the party struggle.
The terrible thing about the same party and the opposition of different parties is that the position is higher than right and wrong, the interests of the same party are higher than right and wrong, and everyone has to be trapped in such a chaotic situation of right and wrong.
Eventually, the kindness in your heart will be worn away, and you will have to disguise yourself, gradually turning into a person who talks about benevolence, righteousness, and morality but is actually a fool.
It was in this kind of party struggle that the atmosphere of the court deteriorated.
Then the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and the whole country is filled with an atmosphere of impetuousness and unrighteousness.
Then the national power declined, and it was difficult to protect the country and the people, and became a muddy garbage under the wheel of history.
"I finally understand why the old man always said that he couldn't find out my origins. It turns out that it's not that he couldn't find out, but that he covered it up for me."
Fang Jue sighed and understood the old man's "good intentions".
This old man has been looking forward to taking over all day long.
He must be afraid that I will know his identity and then go to Daxia to become a prince, right?
Of course, Fang Jue also understood the meaning of protecting himself.
"Take care of this place." Fang Jue looked at his own blood and said cautiously.
Dian nodded and used his sword to draw Prince Ning's blood, covering Fang Jue's blood and blending it into one.
It was also at this moment that Fang Jue suddenly understood why His Majesty knew that Xiao Luoye was a fake.
…
King Ning is dead.
Prince Ning's Mansion was sealed, but the matter was not over.
Not implicating too many people does not mean that no one is implicated.
Some people must be implicated for the sake of overall stability and to avoid a recurrence in the future.
For example, Prince Ning's heirs.
In Prince Ning's mansion, there are a total of one hundred and eighteen people in the whole family, old and young.
There are Prince Ning's children who have not yet been separated out; family members who have daughter-in-law; and some are slaves purchased by Prince Ning's palace.
"Master Qin, how should we deal with these people?" Fang Jue couldn't do it and planned to let Qin Shiyi do it.
Qin Shiyi said with a straight face: "It's none of my business, this is the job of the Xuanjian Division."
"There are too many people. How will your Majesty handle the family of Prince Ning's eldest son who is being held hostage in the capital?"
Qin Shiyi didn't answer.
"Xuanjian Division can do it." Ye Hongyi said.
Fang Jue said: "Xuanjian's judicial system should be upright and fair. His Majesty also classified the Xuanjian Department as one of the three law departments. You can no longer do this kind of black job casually."
"Then what should we do? It's impossible for these people to be pardoned." Ye Hongyi shook his head.
Even if you want to suppress this matter and control the impact within a certain range, no matter how small the range is, it is still a range.
If King Ning plots rebellion, it is impossible for King Ning's relatives to survive.
This is national law.
"If Prince Ning is not tried, he cannot be convicted of treason, and his family cannot be punished through normal means... This kind of thing still has to be done secretly."
Fang Jue looked at Qin Shiyi: "Master Qin, has your Majesty ever hinted whether you want to implicate people from Prince Ning's residence?"
Fang Jue nodded. If he didn't mention it, he wouldn't be forgiven. He would just follow the rules.
"Then find some other charges and let these people from Prince Ning's Mansion be brought to justice."
Fang Jue said calmly: "With such an arrogant family head, I don't believe that people in Prince Ning's Mansion have no other way to die."
"This is a good idea." Qin Shiyi also agreed.
Ye Hongyi nodded: "There are not many powerful people who have never committed a capital crime. This is good, it will make people think that Prince Ning is more worthy of death." This chapter has been completed!