bookrebus Chapter 222 Closing the Net 2
Chapter 222 Closing the Net 2
In the imperial study, Emperor Jing saw the dirty Xiao Mo sitting in a wheelchair. He was nervous and kept tugging at his sleeves and hair. He looked a little crazy.
He looks nothing like the former God of War of the Qin Kingdom.
Emperor Jing frowned, thinking about something in his mind, and strode towards the dragon throne.
Seeing Emperor Jing enter the imperial study, Xiao Mo knelt on the ground without anyone's help.
"Father, please help me. There are people who dare to assassinate me under the emperor's feet."
With a trembling voice, Xiao Mo recounted what happened in the Prince of Qin's mansion last night with exaggeration, and asked the chief eunuch Zheng Hai to hand the blood-stained and even damaged piece of paper to Emperor Jing for review.
"This note was found on the assassin. The assassin wanted to destroy it, but General Shi snatched it away."
"Those assassins were too powerful. In order to snatch the little note, several guards in the Qin Palace were seriously injured."
Xiao Mo just talked nonsense as soon as he opened his mouth. He knew for sure that Emperor Jing would not delve into the matter further, so he felt no pressure at all in talking nonsense.
"If the guards hadn't risked their lives to protect me last night, I would never see my father again."
Emperor Jing glanced at the blood-stained note, his face calm and expressionless. He naturally recognized that the small note was the pear paper used as a tribute.
"How many people died in the Qin Palace?"
"Most of the 26 are guards, maids and servants. Jintang is weak to begin with. She was frightened last night and now has a fever. She has been lying in bed and cannot get up."
Emperor Jing was shocked. He thought that death of five or six people would be enough, but he didn't expect that more than 20 people died. This was truly a bloodbath in the Qin Palace.
No wonder Xiao Mo was so scared. Even if he watched so many people die in front of him, he would feel uncomfortable.
"Father, I see that the note is made of the best pear paper in the palace. It is a tribute, how could the Northern Di people possibly possess it? And the handwriting on it is obviously written by a woman."
"I also ask Father to help me find the traitor who hid in the dark and dared to collude with the Northern Di people to assassinate me."
"Until this person is found, I will not be able to sleep peacefully."
Xiao Mo raised his head slightly and looked at Emperor Jing with an unwilling look on his face.
Emperor Jing, who was sitting on the dragon throne, was not a fool and naturally understood the interests involved, but he could not make any promises to Xiao Mo now.
"You go back first. I will give you an explanation for this matter. Although you have a hidden disease, you cannot be bullied by anyone. After all, you are a prince and the King of Qin."
Xiao Mo, kneeling on the ground, sneered in his heart. Emperor Jing was playing this kind of fatherly and filial piety game with him now. Didn't he find it ridiculous?
Others cannot bully him, but then can he, as the father, be bullied?
As a father, he is really biased. If Xiao Yi was assassinated today, could he be so calm and send Xiao Yi away with just a few words?
They are all princes, but their treatments are very different.
Xiao Mo felt sad.
What is he still asking for? Hasn't he known the answer many years ago? Emperor Jing sees him as a thorn in his side, so how could he stand up for him?
Although Xiao Mo was very disdainful of Emperor Jing in his heart, he did not show it on his face at all. He even had a hint of gratitude on his face.
"Thank you, Father, for taking charge of this matter for me."
After Xiao Mo saluted Emperor Jing, he was supported by Jiang Heng and awkwardly got into the wheelchair and left.
He was very curious. Emperor Jing found out that the handwriting was from Nanny Hua and knew that it was Imperial Noble Consort Dehui who wanted to kill him. How would he, as her father, deal with Imperial Noble Consort Dehui?
As soon as Xiao Mo left, Emperor Jing's face immediately turned cold.
"Zheng Hai, do you know who wrote the words on the note?"
Zhenghai had been with Emperor Jing for many years and had some understanding of the people in the palace. After reading the note, the first person he thought of was Nanny Hua.
But he didn't dare to draw conclusions immediately. If it was really done by Nanny Hua, then it would be a serious matter.
"I am a little undecided. Why not ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to come and take a look?"
If you want to go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to get something, you have to sign and seal it.
The eunuch in charge who worked in the Imperial Household Department all year round could naturally recognize at a glance who wrote the handwriting on the note.
"Go call them over, let them all look, then write their names on a piece of paper and bring it to me."
"Yes, old slave, go right away."
It didn't take long for Zhenghai to get back several pieces of paper.
Just in case, he went to find several other eunuchs and aunts in charge.
Without exception, everyone wrote Aunt Hua's name.
Emperor Jing glanced at the three words "Madame Hua" on the paper and his face looked extremely ugly.
He sat in the chair in silence for a long time, with countless images flashing through his mind.
There are scenes of Imperial Noble Consort Dehui crying because of being wronged when she was young, and also scenes of her being arrogant and domineering after she gained favor.
And the happy yet tired look on her face when she just gave birth to the Ninth Prince.
There was also her serious look as she stayed up late in the imperial study to review memorials.
At the same time, Xiao Mo's face, which resembled the late queen, kept appearing in his mind from time to time.
For a moment, Emperor Jing was in a dilemma.
He had seen all the little tricks used by Imperial Noble Consort Dehui over the years, and condoned them, because every time he saw Xiao Mo, it reminded him of the past.
On the one hand, he hated Xiao Mo because of that face, and on the other hand, that face reminded him of the late queen.
Emperor Jing was extremely conflicted. For so many years he was unwilling to pay attention to his own heart and lived in a muddle.
But just now, when he learned that Xiao Mo almost died in the assassination of Imperial Noble Consort Dehui, he was really panicked.
If Xiao Mo really died, the only connection he had with the late queen would be gone.
He shuddered with fear at the thought that he could only live alone and helplessly for the rest of his life, without any thoughts.
But he was unable to severely punish Imperial Noble Consort Dehui right now.
Most of the memorials in the court were reviewed by Imperial Noble Consort Dehui. If she was punished, these memorials would return to his hands.
He has not been involved in these trivial matters for many years. If he were to take over all of them at once, he would get a headache just thinking about it.
Moreover, it is not easy to find someone as easy to control as Imperial Noble Consort Dehui and who is capable of reviewing memorials in a short period of time.
In the end, Emperor Jing chose the side that was beneficial to him.
"Zheng Hai, give this little note to Imperial Noble Consort Dehui, and don't say anything. Let her handle it herself."
"Yes."
After hearing what Emperor Jing said, Zheng Hai probably guessed what was in his mind.
Coming out of the imperial study, he sighed heavily.
In the eyes of Emperor Jing, Xiao Mo, the eldest prince, is really worthless.