Chapter 692: Changes in Daming Palace, Emperor Ming Kang’s thoughts
"What happened?"
The roars went straight into the depths of his soul, causing Emperor Mingkang, who had just fallen asleep, to wake up in an instant.
The deep voice had a hint of obvious anger.
"Your Majesty, it seems that the news came from outside the city. Mr. Xu has sent people to investigate the specific situation."
A little eunuch bowed his head and walked in. Facing Emperor Mingkang, he was obviously not as calm as Dai Quan. Now he could hear the anger in Emperor Mingkang's tone, so at this moment, the little eunuch's body was unconsciously
Trembling.
"Where's Dai Quan?"
After roughly knowing what was going on, Emperor Mingkang did not continue to worry about what happened outside. After being silent for a while, he sat up with one hand on the bed.
"General Manager Dai has just left after seeing that Your Majesty has fallen asleep."
The little eunuch didn't dare to hide anything, nor did he dare to add fuel to the fire. He could only tell the truth. Of course, this truth was not entirely true. Dai Quan did leave after Emperor Mingkang fell asleep, but it had been a while since he left.
Because Emperor Mingkang had been sleeping for at least an hour and said that he just left because he did not want to offend the director who dominated the Daming Palace.
As for how long he had been away, he believed that Emperor Mingkang would react quickly after hearing his words.
“What time is it??”
Emperor Mingkang couldn't sleep because of the shouts of death outside. After sitting on the bed for a while, he put on his coat, walked towards the imperial case, and asked again.
"Back to the emperor, it's just past the ugly time."
It was pitch dark outside, and the candlelight in the room was a little dim. Seeing that Emperor Ming Kang was not going to sleep anymore, the little eunuch quickly lit candles everywhere.
"In passing the decree, we summoned Lin Ruhai and other cabinet ministers, the two princes, Luo Jinfu of the governor's office, Wu Kuang of the imperial army, and Min Zhongwei of the capital camp to come to the palace to see him."
The little eunuch was stunned for a moment. I'm afraid it wouldn't be good to deliver the order at this time. But then he realized it. Now that he was in a hurry, what else could he do?
"yes!"
After a while, Dai Quan also came to the imperial study. The masters were all awake, so naturally he, a slave, had no reason to sleep anymore.
But at this moment, it was really difficult for him to ask such an elderly man to serve him.
Fortunately, Emperor Mingkang was not that kind of crazy person, and he did not criticize Dai Quan too much after seeing him. He naturally knew what it was like to get up at this hour.
"boom!!"
Suddenly, there was another loud noise in the dark night.
Emperor Mingkang, who was still dozing on the dragon chair, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with coldness. Such a movement had happened a few days ago, and it was caused by the explosion of a thunderbolt bomb.
Thunderbolt bombs, a large-scale killing weapon, have always been banned by the imperial court. Emperor Mingkang had already sent people to investigate the batch in the hands of King Dongping, but no news has been reported back yet.
However, judging from the previous clues, it was very likely that it came from Liaodong, and now he also knew the fact that the three towns in Liaodong were still under Jia Qi's control.
Moreover, Jia Qi's identity is by no means as simple as what he currently shows. Those who can be targeted by those people are only those in the same way. In other words, Jia Qi is probably also a practitioner.
In this way, everything that happened to Jia Qi since he left the capital can be explained. After thinking about this, Emperor Mingkang even felt a little flutter in his heart. Jia Qi's origins can be traced. He was born in the Jia family.
His true identity is the prince.
He is still under the age of being crowned, which means that his achievements today were only achieved in less than twenty years. Emperor Mingkang, who knew the truth about the world, felt that this was not a worldly thing.
An overwhelming desire for strength.
He doesn't want to be a puppet, and he doesn't want to fight with those ministers anymore, but he wants to become a real emperor, control the world's killings, and create great achievements for all generations.
"Dai Quan, do you think the thunderbolts in King Dongping's hands came from the champion's house??"
After a long silence, Emperor Mingkang suddenly asked leisurely.
Dai Quan was still a little sleepy at this time, but when he suddenly heard these words, his heart skipped a beat, "Thunderbolt, Champion Houfu", could he have heard it wrong?
The old eunuch who had lived in the palace for decades raised his head for no apparent reason and looked at the master sitting on the dragon chair from a distance. What did he want to do?
"Your Majesty, Prince Dongping died at the hands of the Marquis!"
Dai Quan was silent for a long time and then said this.
When Emperor Mingkang heard this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the dim roof. His eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Dai Quan was right. The princes of the three vassal kings who rebelled all died in the hands of Jia Chu. If these people really broke into the capital, the first person to be cut into pieces would be Jia Chu.
Therefore, even if Jia Qi had thunder bullets in his hands, he would never give them to these vassal kings.
But in Dakang, apart from Jia Qi, only the palace masters such a powerful weapon as thunderbolts.
Emperor Mingkang snorted lightly when he thought of this possibility. Not to mention, the possibility of his careless sons giving thunderbolts to Dongping was far greater than the possibility of Jia Chun giving thunderbolts to the vassal king.
Seeing that Emperor Mingkang stopped talking, Dai Quan stood motionless like a clay sculpture. He looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. He was not a fool. He still had some guesses as to what Emperor Mingkang meant just now.
It is still unclear whose hand the thunderbolts came from. The secret guards have already launched an investigation into this matter, but there is still no result. This is a good explanation of the problem. The only person who got the thunderbolts was King Dongping, and the rest
Neither of the two vassal kings received any thunderbolts. These things were full of weirdness, as if a huge conspiracy had enveloped the entire Dakang.
Compared with the war outside the capital, Dai Quan felt even colder in his heart. Everything that happened when the princes competed for the throne was still vivid in his mind. Of course, this was the scene he least wanted to see.
If those thunderbolts were really the work of the princes, then the situation that Da Kang is currently facing is not that simple.
For a long time, Dai Quan gently raised his head and looked tentatively at Emperor Mingkang. Before, he had answered the question of the Lord of Dakang and then stopped moving. What he had just thought, his master must have also thought of.
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In the royal family, such things are even more taboo than rebellion. The last prince died in such a thing, and the people and forces involved were even more taboo than rebellion.
Unfortunately, even after knowing this, Dai Quan didn't see anything strange on Emperor Mingkang's face.
Dai Quan's eyes immediately turned away, and then he hid those little thoughts again. As a confidant of Emperor Mingkang, he had no other choice for many things. No matter which prince succeeded to the throne, he would probably not do it in the end.
Let him go.
Time passed by minute by second, and I don't know how long it took, but a word suddenly came from outside the imperial study room.
"Your Majesty, Master Lin and the others are here!!"