Zhao Shu knew that his elder brother was very arrogant, but he did not expect that he would be so arrogant.
Once Zhu Fengying dies in Renming Palace, a blood feud will be formed between Prince Ding's Palace and Prince Yun's Palace.
More than that!
Even if Queen Mingsu executes Princess Yun, on the surface, no one can trace Zhao Huan.
However, anyone with a discerning eye knows very well that Zhu Fengying's death was caused by Zhao Huan.
He doesn't even spare his own family members, how can he rule the world with such viciousness?
"Zhao Huan! Don't you even care about the position of crown prince?"
"Once Princess Yun dies, Your Majesty will completely give up on you."
Hearing this, Zhao Huan almost laughed on the spot.
As for the position of Crown Prince, whoever wants it wants it, but I am not interested.
As long as the Song-Jin War does not begin for a day, no one can tell whether the Song Dynasty will be shattered or whether it will turn the tide!
Whoever ascends to the position of crown prince will be the scapegoat.
"I have said that whoever dares to touch a hair of Zhu Lian must pay the price with blood!"
"No matter the princess or the second daughter of the Zhu family, they are not immune."
"Princess Yun slapped my beloved concubine twice, and I want her life. It's reasonable and reasonable, isn't it?"
Zhao Shu knew very well that it would be extremely difficult to change Zhao Huan's mind.
There is only one way to save Zhu Fengying's life.
Zhao Shu was ready to fight, gritting his teeth and speaking every word.
"When Gao Qiu falls, the soldiers of Yizhou are in danger. If someone is willing to add fuel to the flames and strictly investigate corruption in Yizhou, can they save Princess Yun's life?"
These words actually entered Zhao Huan's heart.
Yizhou is one of the front lines against the Jin people and borders the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun.
If we can take control of Yizhou, and then combine with the northern frontier martyrs to cooperate internally and externally, we can gradually build a bridgehead against the Jin people.
It was undeniable that Zhao Huan was moved.
Just when Zhao Huan was struggling, the door to the side hall was suddenly pushed open.
Zhu Lian stepped out, bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty, I am not feeling well and have returned to the inner chamber."
Seeing Zhu Lian's depressed look, Zhao Huan couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Although Zhu Fengying was killed to vent his anger on Zhu Lian,... this may not be what Zhu Lian wanted.
She sacrificed too much for the palace.
As long as Zhu Lian is happy, that's enough. On this basis, he will naturally make a fortune!
"Exchange Yizhou for Zhu Fengying? It's not impossible."
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Lian's body trembled slightly, and his depressed eyes became radiant again.
Zhu Lian knew very well that this was the concession that Zhao Huan had to make for her.
Zhao Shu also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the price of trading Yizhou for Zhu Fengying is too high.
But something must not happen to Zhu Fengying, otherwise King Yun will definitely fight to the death with Zhao Huan when he returns to the capital.
By then, no one can escape the crime of brotherly disharmony.
From Zhao Huan to Zhao Shu, the three most competitive princes were all internally consumed, while the fringe princes reaped the benefits.
Zhao Huan's voice sounded again, with deep meaning and no doubt.
"King Su, you must listen clearly, I want Yizhou!"
Zhao Shu clenched his fists, he had no choice.
"Gao Qiu has collapsed, and Yizhou is leaderless. All kinds of interests will naturally fall into the hands of the Prime Minister. They just changed their masters."
"If you want to kick out the Prime Minister and directly intervene in Yizhou, you must strictly investigate corruption."
"Aren't you known as the number one righteous person in the world? Who can compare with you in terms of manipulating public opinion?"
"With public opinion, I will help you secretly."
Zhao Shu is the son of Wang Guifei and has a very solid foundation in Bianjing. With his help, it will not be difficult to conduct a strict investigation of Yizhou.
but……
Zhao Huan didn't trust this younger brother at all!
"This matter needs to be cut quickly. If you delay it deliberately, wait until King Yun returns to the capital..."
"Since I can let Zhu Fengying go, I can naturally kill her again at any time!"
Facing Zhao Huan's threat, although Zhao Shu was unwilling to give in, he was helpless.
After all... Zhao Huan is no longer what he used to be.
With the support of Queen Xiansu, although she could not directly interfere in political affairs, ordinary people could not bear to do small things behind the scenes.
Concubine Wang once told Shu Zhao personally that there was almost no place to stay for the corpses buried in the backyard of Renming Palace.
Queen Xiansu, who is known for her generosity, is quite unambiguous in dealing with enemies...
After reaching an agreement with Zhao Shu, Zhao Huan rushed to the palace without stopping.
Zhao Huan could not even enter the palace gate before.
But this time, it was a long drive and a smooth journey.
Of course, Concubine Wang Guifei's contribution is indispensable here. After all, only Zhao Huan can save Zhu Fengying's life.
By the time Zhao Huan arrived at Renming Hall, it was already dark.
According to the rules, Zhao Huan could only wait outside the palace and could not cross the boundary even half a step.
After waiting for half an hour, Zhao Huan couldn't help but murmur in his heart, Zhu Fengying's green pond must have been completely cold, right?
The elegant and quiet Renming Hall was now shrouded in darkness, giving it a somewhat creepy coldness.
Just when Zhao Huan thought that Yizhou's "business" was about to go south, Xianglan finally showed up.
"Sister Xianglan!"
Zhao Huan waved his hands excitedly and asked impatiently: "Is Zhu Fengying dead?"
Xianglan rolled her eyes at Zhao Huan and snorted softly when she saw no one was around.
"The prince has not returned to the palace for ten years, and now he is restless. He came twice in just one day."
"Even if you do it twice, I will never be able to get into the eyes of the prince."
"This slave cannot afford to be called sister."
What a strong vinegar smell!
Zhao Huan murmured in his heart that Xianglan was several years older than him, so it was supposed to be a sibling relationship.
Why does it smell like a resentful woman?
and……
After reminiscing about this day, the memories of my childhood in Renming Hall gradually became richer and more complete.
The innocent souls who had been buried in the backyard garden emerged one after another in front of Zhao Huan's eyes. Most of them were dug by Xianglan herself.
For such a murderous female devil, it’s okay to be her sister, but as for other relationships, forget it!
Lying in the same bed with this kind of woman will give you nightmares even when you sleep!
"Sister Xianglan, isn't this king busy?"
"Hey, it's getting late. According to the rules, I shouldn't stay in the palace. If the Ministry of Rites finds out, I will be drowned with spitting stars."
"Zhu Fengying, are you dead?"
Xianglan's eyes were almost white to the sky, but in order to let Zhao Huan leave the palace as soon as possible, so as not to offend the stubborn donkeys of the Ministry of Rites.
She had no choice but to suppress her resentment and said angrily: "His Highness knew you would come back. He just taught you a little lesson and did not really kill Zhu Fengying."
"but……"
Zhao Huan swallowed his saliva and quickly asked: "It's just what? Could it be that a severe punishment was used?"
Xianglan curled her lips and said, "That's not a problem at all. It's just that Princess Yun's tolerance is too poor and she got a little bit sick from the fright."