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Chapter One Hundred and Eighttieth Thunderbolt (Part 2)

Chapter 180: Shocking Thunderbolt (Part 2)

This picture of the military commander has only a few lines of words, which look like they were in a hurry. The handwriting is extremely sloppy, and there are also large characters on the Ministry of War to connect the military commander, and the note says:

Crown Prince Yinreng issued an edict: The emperor has arrived in Chengde and was trapped by a small boy. He ordered the governor of Rehe to lead three thousand troops to protect the edict, and he should go quickly and not miss it. This edict.

The troops were also stamped with Yinreng's "Master Yuqing" seal. At first glance, the font is very similar to the style of the prince's copying Huaisu, but when you look closely, it is similar in shape but not in spirit. The traces of copying in the style are really too conspicuous, but instead lose the charm. The strokes are very similar to one person, that is, Yinzuo himself.

Damn! Damn, who wants to frame me? Damn, this handwriting is obviously to describe me first, and then copy the prince in my handwriting. Damn, this matter cannot be separated from the work of the fourth and eighth brothers, even if they were not done by them, they must be insiders. They set up such a big trap waiting for me, mom, this time it was a little troublesome. Yinzuo was shocked but not confused. He looked at the lights in the hall and immediately found several tiny flaws. He felt relieved and did not speak. He directly handed the troops to the seventh brother who was kneeling behind him.

A transfer of troops from Zhang Kankang was spread all over the place. After seeing it, everyone didn't speak. Old Master Kangxi asked with a cold face: "Tell me, whose handwriting is this?"

The eldest prince had just said the words to get rid of the prince in front of Mr. Kangxi. At this time, he could only bite the prince and whisper: "Emperor, Yierchen's opinion, this is what Yinreng plays with. He deliberately created some flaws to confuse the public."

"No, the handwriting is obviously depicted at first glance, and it is completely different from the prince's style." Yinzhen was the first to stand up to object.

"It's what Yinreng did, just to make some gimmicks." The eldest prince said with a bite to death.

"Haha, whoever wants to be the prince is his work." The third son Yinzhi said with a sneer.

The eldest brother was choked by this sentence. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time. His face turned red and he couldn't say a word. After a while, he said, "The third brother has good writing skills and high knowledge. Who wrote this to the army? "The eldest brother has something to say. "The eldest brother has a good writing skills and a high ability to fake it. It's not what you did by yourself, the third brother?

The third brother was not willing to suffer the loss of this muteness. He smiled and said, "The words in this piece are just specious. Although they are depicted by experts, they still have traces. They are completely different from the prince's style. They are definitely not the prince's style. They are like..." The third brother stopped talking halfway, but just smiled.

A trace of fierceness flashed in the old fourth eyes. Just as he was about to touch it, Yinzuo spoke first: "Your Ma, the handwriting of this note is somewhat similar to that of Erchen."

"Oh?" Mr. Kangxi smiled and asked, "Did you write that?"

Damn, of course not. If I don’t speak first and let the fourth and the eighth and the eighth ones get together, it will be all over. Even if the old man knows that it was not written by us, the board will still be beaten down. Hey, let’s talk first, so that it can block the mouths of those villains. Yinzuo was moved quickly, but his face was very calm: “Emperor Ama Mingjian, the one who wrote Yan style and Wang style since he was a child must have been familiar with Ersheng’s handwriting, but there are some differences.”

"Hmm? Tell me, where is the difference?" The smile on Mr. Kangxi's face still did not change.

"Your Ma, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and my wrists are very strong. If this note is written by the minister, it must be through the back of the paper. This is a difference. If the minister has a hook, it will often turn around. Although this note also has this characteristic, the rotation of the minister is always a semicircle, and the rotation of the note is mostly half a circle, which is two different. The third difference is that the character of the minister has edges and edges. Although this note is somewhat similar to the character of the minister, it has no character." Yinzuo told the difference in one breath.

"Ha, then who did you think it was written?" Mr. Kangxi still asked relentlessly.

Damn, who wrote it? If I knew who wrote it, I would have slapped him to death. What does the old man mean? Could it be that he would have to hit us? Yinzuo's heart sank and almost cursed, but he didn't have the courage. Relying on his good acting skills, he replied without any expression on his face: "I really don't know what the fourth brother wanted to say just now. It should be because of whom. Why don't the emperor listen to what the fourth brother said?" Yinzuo kicked the ball to Yinzhen with a big kick.

Yinzhen wanted to say that the note was written by Yinzuo, but unfortunately, Yinzuo stole it first, so he couldn't say it. But when he saw the old man looking at him with a smile, he suddenly became a little nervous and said quickly: "Emperor, Erchen, Erchen looks at this note a bit like the sixth brother's handwriting, but the sixth brother has explained it just now, and Erchen understands that he is probably reading it wrong."

Hey, your damn fourth brother, this note is definitely not related to you. After I finish the rectification, I will definitely give you some colors. Damn, let's take a look. Yinzuo was very happy when he saw the fourth brother eating turtles.

The eighth old knelt in the crowd and saw Yinzuo easily escaped, so he sighed secretly, but he had no choice. Yinzuo had already made it clear. He then bit the note and wrote it by Yinzuo. First, it doesn't matter, but second, it doesn't matter to fight privately. It's not a joke to offend Yinzuo publicly, but it's a situation of never stopping. The eighth old old no courage. If you can't harm Yinzuo, you can still harm others, right? Besides, the origin of the note Yinsi was in his heart and quietly made a gesture to the tenth old man Yinxi.

"Emperor, Erchen looks very familiar when he sees this note. There is a small hole on it. Emperorchen knows that Erchen has a servant who works in the Ministry of War. He once told Erchen that the Ministry of War lost Zhang Kongbai and dispatched troops. He also mentioned that there is a pinhole on it. It is said that on the day when he was digging, a prince had been to the Ministry of War." The old ten major said carelessly.

"Well, why don't you report such a major event?" Old Master Kangxi's face suddenly became dark.

Lao Shi immediately cried out: "Emperor Ahma, I just heard that how dare I report it without authorization? If this guess is false, how can I explain to the Emperor Ahma?"

"Hmph, tell me! Who did it?" the old man said sternly.

"The emperor must tell me, so I have to say that the man is the Thirteenth brother." Lao Shi shook his head and said indifferently.

"You fart!" The old Thirteen Yinxiang didn't care about Junqian's rudeness, so he jumped up and wanted to pounce on Lao Shi. He didn't expect that the old Thirteen, who was kneeling beside him, quietly stretched out his legs, and immediately tripped Lao Shisan, and flew out. Seeing that a dog was about to eat shit, Yinzuo took action. His body, which was originally kneeling on the ground, flashed slightly, and he had already flew up. He held his hands and pulled Lao Shisan's body. He had already stabilized Lao Shisan's figure. He smiled and said, "Brother Thirteen, don't say anything. Can you slowly say it? The emperor is still watching."

Yinzuo's words were generous and decent, and Lao Ba frowned. After Yinzuo was treated as a good person, he left bad people to let them act. He felt very tired. However, it was worth it to be able to cut off a large piece of the power of Lao Si. Then Yinzuo said, "Yes, why should you be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if you didn't do anything wrong? Thirteenth brother, do you think so?" Yinzuo smiled, and regardless of what Lao Ba was talking about, he returned to the place and knelt down, just waiting to watch the show.

Lao Shisan has always been the prince whom Mr. Kangxi loved the most. At this moment, he saw that the spearhead was pointed at him and quickly cried to the old man: "Emperor, my son is wronged. These are all false accusations. My son has never disobeyed for this."

"Oh, Wei Zeng? Hey, what a Wei Zeng, you, you, unfilial son, you..." The letter that Mr. Kangxi showed to the prince in front of him was from Yinxiang. Although it was not written by Yinxiang, it was a knife. The old man had already sent someone to find out the matter. However, this matter was a scandal in the palace and the boudoir could not be said on this occasion, nor could it be determined by Yinxiang's crime. The matter of transferring troops was not done by a prince. If you really want to continue investigating, you might even want to keep a few people in captivity. A disgusting surged up and shouted, "Come on, let..." Mr. Kangxi originally wanted to push this unfilial son out of his captivity, but then he thought of the hopeful gaze of Yinzuo's deceased mother before her death, and turned around: "I don't want to see him when I drove this unfilial son out."

The princes were shocked, but some were real, some were pretending, and they each walked forward, saying, "Don't rest as angry, the thirteenth brother was young and ignorant, so please spare him this time."

Mr. Kangxi also knew that in the house of the brother, he was all masters who were masters in the house of the brother. No one treated his brother sincerely. He shouted with a pale face: "Enough! I have said that I don't want to see this son again." Since the old man had already given the order, several great guards rushed over to the palace, and Yinxiang's voice of complaining about his grievances came from outside the palace.

Seeing that Lao Thirteen was over, the prince was happy and worried, but everyone was a good actor, but his face was full of desolation. Lao Thirteen had a blue face, bit his lips tightly, and his hands were fisted, his fingernails were embedded in the flesh, and his hands were broken, and blood was flowing out. Yinzuo was not concerned about himself. Although he was also sad, his heart was actually bright. The one who could not move the troops was inseparable from Lao Thirteen, was afraid that it was not only Lao Thirteen, the fourth and eighth ones were afraid that they would have a share. Lao Thirteen was just eager to seize the throne and was used. If it was not good, it was all the old man's plan. When he thought of the old man's ruthless method, Yinzuo felt cold in his heart. Fortunately, he woke up and saw the flaws of the note, otherwise he would have ended up with the prince.

After driving away the Thirteenth, the old man looked at the dejected princes below with a blue face, and suddenly smiled fiercely and said, "Someone suggested that I kill the crown prince Yinreng just now. What do you think?"

When Yinzhi heard Mr. Kangxi raise this matter in public, his face suddenly turned pale as paper, and his lips were trembling and unable to speak. The third brother had already seen something wrong with the boss and was the first to jump up and shout: "Emperor, which villain said this is the words of no lord and no father. Even if the prince is wrong, he will not be punished to death. This person should be killed!"

Lao Ba also cheered: "The third brother is very saying, my brothers must not let such evil people go."

...

This time, all the princes could see who said this. They all wanted Yinzhi to be unlucky, and they expressed their loyalty and strongly demanded the disposal of the evil man who said such disobedient words. Yinzuo watched everyone silently, neither participating in the agreement nor stopping them. Yinzuo understood it clearly - the old man had acted in such a big drama and planned to circle the elder brothers. If Yinzuo had not been smart, he would have been doomed again. It was ridiculous that the eighth and others were still involved.

He was so happy that he had no idea that he had fallen into the trap of the old man. But Yinzuo still had doubts in his heart - the old man beat the older brothers in one place, but why did he do it? If everyone is finished playing, then who do the old man want to pass the position to? Could it be passed on to those children who are still stinking? It is a bit unreasonable. Yinzuo has good acting skills, but although he is full of doubts, he is silent on his face. He listens to the old man's furious power there and scolds the boss to the point of being bloody.

It was a common thing for the old man to curse him. The third and eighth brothers jumped out to report Yinzhi's nightmare Prince. His words were so intense that the evidence was said to be a big furious, which made the old man Kangxi angry and ordered Yinzhi to be held next to Yinreng and to be resigned after returning to the capital.

Yinzuo had something in his mind, so he didn't care about this farce at all, and he didn't even bother to listen to it. He had watched this scene of the deposed prince and the eldest prince in the previous life, and he was not surprised. He was always thinking about the old man's intentions. Yinzuo had long known that the old man was not a good man and had cruel methods. The old man's move was obviously planned before he acted, but why?
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