Seeing that his father had finished this long passage, he was exhausted and could not bear it. He poured a bowl of water and handed it to Zhao Gong's lips: "I have guessed this matter briefly. Father, it's important to rest well, everything is prepared by my son."

"There is another thing." Zhao Gong took a sip of water and cleared his throat and said, "I have been sending people to stare at Duke Zhou's mansion. His retainer, Uncle Mei, had left Haojing to Yingqiu in those days. Both the queen and I guessed that he must have thought of some way to find out the exact news that the prince left the palace and sent Uncle Mei to report to Prince Xi."

"This matter is not difficult to speculate." Zhao Bohu frowned and said, "How could Zixi pay such a lot of money just to assassinate me? But what my son is puzzled is that since they have known the exact news that the prince left the palace, why did they not promote it more and instead conceal this shocking secret matter? Instead of hiding this matter, they promote the fact that was widely circulated back then. What was the intention of?"

Zhao Gong also felt that this matter was not simple: "Yes! I have always been puzzled. What is his intention? If Wang Zixi is responsible for assassinating you, then what is Ji Ding's purpose in Haojing City?"

Zhao Bohu thought: He must have a purpose in doing this. If rumors arise, the prince will sooner or later know about this. He originally wanted to try it out slowly after returning to Haojing. It would be better to discuss a complete plan with the queen so that they would not have a rift between them and their father and son. Wait. Isn’t this the motive of Duke Zhou?

If the prince heard these rumors that were not mentally prepared, he would be in a mess and went to question the king and put these rumors into practice. No wonder outside the city, Zhou Gong decided to mention his father's condition as soon as he met, and he deliberately sent him out.

"Oh, no!" He shouted: "He must have let the prince suddenly know about this, and he planned to make the father and son meet and conflict arise. Father, I must go and find the prince!"

Zhao Gong was also panicked: "Hao Hu'er! If you have a few younger brothers at home, don't worry about it. You must untie the knot for the prince before he enters the palace to meet him."

In the central palace, Fan Ji was walking anxiously, asking Feng Yangsi who was standing at the door from time to time: "Have you seen the prince yet?"

"Oh my empress, please be calm! You just came to the news and came out of the Taimiao. The prince had to see the king before he could come to the central palace. It would take at least one or two hours! You sit down and drink a glass of honey water."

Fan Ji then felt that he was too impatient, so he calmed down and sat down and took a sip, suddenly remembering something: "Didn't the king say he wanted to go out to greet him in person yesterday? Why did he suddenly change his homage?"

Bai Yangsi curled her lips contemptuously: "It's not that Qiu Liao Palace who has a mysterious moth again! Why do you say that the second prince is in good health? I'm so angry! Which child of such a big age doesn't vomit? He's golden!"

"Let her go to trouble!" Fan Ji said coldly: "Welcome such a big thing in the Triumph Soldier in the Southern Expedition, can it be easily changed because of her, a woman in the harem? Humph! It will naturally attract the court officials to look at each other. Ji Jiang is so willful!"

"Isn't it? Even her sister's jealousy was eaten. Meng Jiang had been jealousy for a lot of her jealousy. It was not until her son gave birth to a daughter before that she calmed down. Then she went wherever she went. When the tribute girls in Jianghan entered the palace, how many more jealousy she could eat?"

"My son is victorious and has made such a career at the age of eight. What's the use of her father being favored?" Fan Ji's voice was filled with his mother's pride and determination.

There was a curfew in Haojing at night and it was not allowed to gallop during the day, so despite his anxiety, Zhao Bohu still had to stumble on his horse. He knew that Duke Zhou was unwilling to accept King Yi of Zhou's ascension, but he did not expect that he could have such a meticulous and profound plan. If the prince could not stand his mind and had a fierce argument with the emperor after entering the palace, then even if the King of Zhou would not depose Ji Hu's position as crown prince for a while, the father and son would at least leave a knot that could not be untied. The Queen should not have thought of this level, but she did not expect Duke Zhou would definitely take action so quickly, neither himself nor the Queen had time to stop it.

After finally reaching the Taimiao, it was empty and the ceremony was over. Zhao Bohu turned over and dismounted. Just as he saw Duke Guo coming out of the inside, he grabbed him and asked, "Mr. Guo, where is the prince?"

"I have already entered the palace to visit the king." The eldest father replied.

Zhao Bohu only felt that his heart was sinking, and he still had the last glimmer of hope: "What did the prince look like when he left?"

The eldest father grabbed his head. He was a rough man. He said whatever he said: "But it was strange. The prince was happy when he came. After respecting the meat, he went to change his clothes and came out angrily. Before he could finish the slap, he hurried to enter the palace. What's wrong with the prince?"

"Where is Duke Zhou? Have you seen him?" Zhao Bohu asked urgently.

"I didn't see him as soon as I entered the Taimiao. Maybe I'll go home now."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Bo riding on the saddle again like a tiger, and whipped a few whips to look towards the palace gate. Guo Gong Changfu was a solid person, and he didn't bother to take a bite of the dust. He shouted after the dust raised by the ponytail: "Young Master Zhao, please wait, you can't ride a horse when you enter the palace-------"

At this time, in a secret corner of the backyard of Taimiao, the ghostly eunuch Shu Diao, smiled sinisterly and took a golden thing from Zhou Gongding, and couldn't help but say no.

"Are you sure that the prince didn't see your face?" Zhou Gong asked.

Shu Diao slapped his chest and said, "Stop talking about his face, I didn't even look at his back. The young man said word by word as the Duke's order, and he was definitely missing a word. When the prince reacted, we would be gone."

"What did you say alone?" Zhou Gongding was still a little unbelievable.

"I understand that if one person knows this, it means that there is a risk of leakage. So if you pinch your throat and make two people's voices, there will be no flaws."

"Okay, good job!" Zhou Gongding patted his shoulder: "You feel wronged and stay in this Taimiao for a while. When things are done, you will definitely arrange the best place for you to take the position your master had done back then."

Shu walked up to her in a slight manner and made an idea: "That Queen Yi Ji has long been out of favor, and now even the queen doesn't like her very much. The Duke ordered the young man to contact her in the palace. Is this useful? "

"You don't have to worry about this!" Zhou Gongding said in a cold tone: "Some chess pieces that look useless can often give their opponent a fatal blow."

Zhao Bohu rode his horse and approached the gate of the palace. Sure enough, he was stopped by the guards. Fortunately, he was familiar with each other and asked, "Is the envoy going to see the king? The prince just returned to the palace just now, why didn't you meet with His Highness?"

"How long has the prince been in the palace?" Zhao Bohu asked anxiously.

"It's just half a stick of incense."

Zhao Bohu threw down the whip, lifted his legs and chased forward. A young man from a noble family had a very disobedient attitude, but he couldn't care. He had to catch up with the prince, which was his last fight.


Chapter completed!