In the early summer, Chu Yunning had nothing to do these past two days and went to the vegetable greenhouse to take a look. The fresh vegetables were in great demand, and at first glance they were full of fruits. He picked a few and put them in the basket for cooking in the evening.
"Sister Ning!" Yu'er raised the curtain and stood at the door and called, Chu Yunning looked for the voice and agreed.
After a while, Yu'er came to him with a hurried look on his face, "We found traces of Xiao Jingyan."
Chu Yunning immediately asked: "Where is he?"
The hatred between her and Xiao Jingyan is not low. She must catch it with her own hands and give Beibei an explanation!
Over the years, Beibei would occasionally have nightmares, dreaming about the scene where he was abducted and brought to the palace and almost purified.
As a mother, she must seek justice for Beibei.
"Two months ago, Xiao Jingyan led his troops to directly capture Dongling, and he is now in Dongling."
"Donngling?" Chu Yunning was surprised. He never expected that Xiao Jingyan would take the opportunity to attack Dongling.
Attacking Dongling was also one of their plans. Even in the next step of their plan, they didn't expect Xiao Jingyan to go to Dongling quietly.
What a surprise.
"Does the Emperor know about this?"
Yu'er nodded: "The capital sent someone to deliver a memorial to jointly impeach the twelfth prince. The prefects near Qianzhou have all surrendered to the twelfth prince, otherwise this matter would not have been kept secret so closely."
Chu Yunning took a deep breath. If it weren't for the help of these prefects, how could so many soldiers and horses disappear without a trace at once.
And even though such a big thing happened, it was not reported.
Nanduan had just annexed Xihai, but his backyard was on fire. It was really ridiculous. Chu Yunning handed the basket to Bixiu and got up to go to Xiao Jingheng.
It happened that several ministers had just left, and when she entered the door, she saw Jamel Xiao's face full of anger.
When Xiao Jingheng saw her coming, his expression softened: "Aning, I'm useless."
"How could it be?" Chu Yunning poured a cup of tea and handed it to him: "No one is perfect. The Emperor has already done a good job. Xiao Jingyan was too cunning and blocked the news quietly. I don't blame the Emperor."
Taking the teacup she handed him, he raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp. Xiao Jingheng clenched his fist tightly and said, "I am only worried that Xiao Jing will take the opportunity to proclaim himself emperor in Dongling during the banquet. After all, he still has the imperial decree of the late emperor to succeed to the throne."
Hearing this, Chu Yunning sneered: "So what about the imperial edict? The emperor is young and strong, so he is worthy of ascending the throne?"
After a second thought, he added: "Xiao Jingyan has not yet ascended the throne, which shows that he still has some concerns. It is indeed powerful for 150,000 elite soldiers to attack Dongling, but there will be a lot of damage. We cannot sit back and wait for death."
Xiao Jingheng closed his eyes tightly. When he thought of those 150,000 elite soldiers, he wanted to dig up the late emperor's grave.
"Xiao Jingyan used my name to attack Dongling. If I attack him again, I won't be able to stop Youyou."
If people with the same surname kill each other, what do the countries around the world think?
Chu Yunning has also thought of this, but sometimes you can use some means, such as framing!
"You must use villain methods to deal with villains." Chu Yunning smiled slyly: "The emperor might as well issue a decree to confer the twelve princes as virtuous kings. In ten days, he will be canonized in Beijing, and the emperor will reward the twelve princes heavily."
As for the imperial edict, if it was not resolved in time, it would always be a hidden danger, so she made a bold decision.
"The late Emperor has not known how many pits he has dug for you and how many troubles he has buried for you. It is better to take this opportunity to pull them out to avoid future troubles."
Jamel Xiao looked at her.
"How much does the emperor know about the late emperor's handwriting?" Chu Yunning asked with raised eyebrows.
I will definitely imitate.
Sure enough, Xiao Jingheng said: "I know a little bit."
"If the late emperor left many imperial edicts, and each one was exposed as false, then it doesn't matter whether the one in Xiao Jingyan's hand is true or false. As long as the emperor is on the throne, who dares to let the emperor give up the throne?"
All the civil and military officials in the capital are like human beings, and they are the best at judging the situation.
This move was detrimental to the royal family's reputation, but when Chu Yunning thought of the troubles the late emperor had planted, he should let the late emperor bear some infamy after his death.
Xiao Jingheng hesitated for a while, and then nodded: "Although it is a last resort, it is very effective. You can try it."
He himself did not have much affection for the late emperor, and even more so, he rejected him from the bottom of his heart and ruined the late emperor's reputation. Xiao Jingheng said that compared with the stability of the country, it was an appropriate sacrifice.
As a result, within a few days, the late emperor's decrees were given one after another and scattered in every corner.
Each request was more exorbitant than the last, and some even pretended to be the deceased emperor's bead and asked to inherit the throne.
Rumors seemed to be blown by the wind, sweeping across the entire southern end, and the people were also talking about it. Just when Xiao Jingheng conferred the title of twelfth prince as a good queen, and a decree appeared in the hands of an old nanny in the capital, and above it was
Handwriting written by the late emperor himself.
It states that the twelfth prince, Xiao Jingyan, is not of royal blood, and I deeply deplore it... The second half is vague and unclear, but the word "kill" is very clear.
So all the civil and military officials began to jointly submit a petition to kill Xiao Jingyan.
Taking advantage of the fermentation of public opinion, Xiao Jingheng arranged everything and rushed to the Jokhang Temple with Chu Yuning overnight.
She didn't expect that she had to wait for half a year longer, and she didn't know how Chu'er was doing now.
They walked along the official road, cautiously and prudently. They didn't meet anyone like Lu Qianqian again, so it went smoothly.
Xiao Jingheng, who was driving all night, was worried that she would not be able to bear it, so he changed the horse into a carriage halfway, which was covered with thick mats, dry food and water: "Although the carriage is not as fast as riding a horse, I have been working hard all the way, and I am worried that you will not be able to make it back.
, the body is tight."
Chu Yunning didn't refuse. After driving all the way, the pain in his back was really unbearable. It was much more comfortable to lie down in the carriage.
In the blink of an eye, another seven or eight days passed, and the carriage finally arrived at the foot of the Jokhang Temple. Standing at the foot of the mountain, her legs were shaking a little, her eyes were dyed red, and she suppressed crying: "Just... right here?"
Xiao Jingheng reached out and held Chu Yunning's hand, comforting her warmly: "Chu'er has a good temper, you don't have to be afraid."
"I..." Chu Yunning took a deep breath. She didn't think of how to face Chu'er.