allendalepharm Chapter 460 The real and fake prince
Chapter 460 The real and fake prince
Just as Jiang Qiuchi returned to his bedroom, a dark shadow suddenly flashed in front of him.
"What did His Majesty come to talk to you about?"
Jiang Qiuchi looked at the visitor and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty wants to test my attitude towards the matter of establishing Chu."
"How did you answer him?"
"I made it clear that I have no intention of competing for the position of crown prince, but His Majesty is suspicious by nature and may not believe it."
The visitor nodded: "Be careful in the palace. The hidden secrets in the palace will protect your safety. The master has sent a letter saying that Cao Yanhua is about to enter the capital. You must find a way to bring him to His Majesty."
"Yes."
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Yangxindian
After Jiang Qiuchi and Ye Lanxuan left, Yuan An walked out of the bedroom next door.
"Your Majesty, it's time for you to take your medicine."
Yuan An walked directly to the old emperor and opened a wooden box. There was a golden elixir inside.
The old emperor picked up the golden elixir and put it into his mouth, drank two sips of warm water and swallowed it.
He slowly handed the tea cup to Eunuch Yang who was waiting on the side, and waved his hand to signal him to go down.
Eunuch Yang understood the idea, put down the tea cup, bowed his body and exited the palace, and ordered the young eunuchs on duty on both sides to close the palace door.
At this time, there were only two people in the huge Yangxin Hall, the old emperor and Yuan An.
"Yuan An, what can you tell from just observing Lao Qi's luck?"
Yuan An said in a deep voice: "Reporting to Your Majesty, Pindao has not observed the emperor's luck from the seventh prince, and the purple gas is still in the northwest."
A cold light suddenly flashed in the old emperor's eyes: "You mean that Lao Qi is not the person I am looking for? In the northwest... In addition to Rongcheng and Nanwei, there is also Xinyang Mansion in the south. Could it be Liu Bin?"
Yuan An shook his head firmly: "Pindao once met Marquis Yongding, but he was not surrounded by purple energy. The purple energy did appear from the direction of Nanwei Mansion, and it only appeared in the past two years. Since then, Judging from the recent changes in the Emperor Star, this person should be a young man, but when Pindao was observing the stars at night, he found that the purple energy had recently shifted. Perhaps after the fall of Nanwei Mansion, this person followed a large number of refugees southward. "
The old emperor took a deep breath and felt gloomy.
"In this case, wouldn't it be a waste of time for me to bring Lao Qi back? Well, he is also a royal heir after all. He has sharpened his temperament after living abroad for these years. Now his temper is not like that of the Feng family. As long as he keeps to himself from now on, let him be an idle prince."
He has hated the Feng family for half his life, and he also hated the prince born to him by the Feng family's daughter. If it were ten years ago, he might have eradicated it, but now that he is in his forties, his heart is not so hardened.
Thinking that Lao Qi had often come to serve him in the past few days, it actually made him feel the affection between father and son.
Yuan An raised his eyes and glanced at the old emperor: "Your Majesty, are you sure this is His Highness the Seventh?"
The old prince's sharp eyes slowly narrowed.
"What do you want to say?"
"Pindao is just worried that someone wants to confuse the royal bloodline. If what Su Ji brought back is not the seventh prince, then the real seventh prince is probably in Xinyang Mansion now. Combined with what Pindao has seen in the Star Observation Tower in the past few days, The celestial phenomenon actually coincides with the southward movement of purple air."
The old prince fell into deep thought with a sullen face.
"I saw with my own eyes the Feng family birthmark on Lao Qi's arm, and when Lao Qi and Lao San met today, they talked about their childhood festivals. Since he knows such a private matter, how can it be false?"
Yuan An said: "Your Majesty, Pindao is just guessing. The facts have yet to be verified. Now the purple energy is still in the northwest. Regardless of whether this person in the palace is the seventh prince or not, which one may affect the fate of the Sui Dynasty. The person must be found as soon as possible, His Majesty’s body cannot wait any longer, and we need to rely on this person’s luck as soon as possible to survive.”
Yuan An's words aroused the old emperor's suspicion: "You are right, we must find that person."
After Yuan An left, the old emperor called Eunuch Yang over.
"Go and bring Su Ji to see me."
"promise!"
Eunuch Yang left the Yangxin Hall and immediately ordered one of his young eunuchs to look for Su Ji.
Half an hour later, Su Ji hurried over.
"Commander Su, His Majesty is waiting for you inside."
Su Ji smiled at Eunuch Yang and asked in a low voice: "Eunuch Yang, I wonder why your Majesty suddenly summoned the humble office?"
"The Zajia family doesn't know either, but the Zajia family sees that His Majesty's face is not very good at the moment. Commander Su just needs to be careful."
"Thank you, father-in-law, for reminding me."
Su Ji thanked Eunuch Yang and walked into the Yangxin Hall.
He walked to the center of the hall and knelt down to the old emperor sitting in front of the couch.
"This is a humble post, Your Majesty."
The old emperor glanced at Su Ji expressionlessly.
"Su Ji, where did you find Lao Qi?"
Su Ji's eyelids twitched. Why did His Majesty suddenly ask about this matter?
When His Majesty saw the Feng family birthmark on Jiang Qiuchi's body, he confirmed his identity. He knew that Your Majesty didn't care about this son, so he naturally had no intention of asking about the process of finding him, so he didn't take the initiative to mention it.
His Majesty suddenly asked about this matter today. Could it be that he discovered something?
Su Ji suppressed the panic in his heart and replied in a deep voice: "I first went to the Xinyang Mansion Yamen and inquired about the people who had migrated in various counties and counties in the past eleven years, and found out the whereabouts of His Highness Seventh Prince."
"Oh? Tell me, how did you confirm that he is Lao Qi?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, His Majesty Seventh Prince himself told the story of the incident in the Cold Palace. He also told how he was rescued by the hidden guards placed in the palace by the Feng family, and how he hid in Nanwei Mansion after leaving the capital. In addition, The Feng family birthmark on his arm makes me convinced that he is His Highness Seventh."
The old emperor stared at Su Ji for a long time: "When you found him, was there anyone around him to protect him?"
"When I met His Highness Seventh Prince in Beizhi, his life was very poor. The hidden guard who saved him from the palace died unexpectedly a few years ago. Since then, His Highness Seventh Prince has been living with the parents of that guard. When I found him in Beizhi, he I am worried because I cannot afford to pay Shu Xiu of the academy."
Seeing that Su Ji was answering fluently, the old emperor was silent for a while and then asked him to get up.
"I heard that you were assassinated by an assassin on your way back to Beijing?"
"It's true. Almost none of the twenty-odd escorts led by Beiji survived. Beiji was also seriously injured. Fortunately, His Majesty Seventh Prince risked his life to rescue him and survived."
The old emperor said: "Although Lao Qi's qualifications are a little mediocre, he is a pure-hearted person."
Su Ji nodded in agreement: "His Majesty Seventh Prince grew up among the people and has a simple and kind temperament. Although he is not as knowledgeable and knowledgeable as the other princes, he is a good person. He should not talk about these princes because of his humble position. It is overstepping his bounds. .”
The old emperor's face softened a bit: "He has a life-saving grace with you, so it is reasonable for you to say a few good words to him. Okay, you can go down."
"I resign from my humble position!"
Su Jigong respectfully exited the Yangxin Hall, seemingly very calm. Only he knew that there was a thin layer of sweat on his back and palms.