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"Father, if I really want to poison the sixth brother, why should I use the people in my mansion? At least I will send someone who has nothing to do with it."

"And why should I send the maids and eunuchs of my mansion to do it? Give someone a handle?"

Zhao Heng's eyes were extremely calm, and he looked at Zhao Yang without hesitation.

Zhao Yang's face remained calm, but there was indeed a gleam of light in his eyes.

"And all the poisonous killing of the Sixth Brother, so many evidences, point to me at the same time, don't you think this is too coincidental?"

Zhao Yang came to Zhao Heng with a smile on his face.

Facing Zhao Heng's firm eyes, his heart softened.

He took a deep breath and said calmly.

"What if all of this is just such a coincidence?

Is your explanation too pale?

Yu'er is already dead, and the evidence is conclusive now, so what can you do if you are eloquent? "

Zhao Heng was taken aback for a moment, then a sneer appeared on his face.

"Since father, you are really willing to believe this poor evidence, why do you still ask this son, wouldn't it be better to directly kill him or hand it over to the Yanwei Mansion?"

When Zhao Yang heard Zhao Heng's profane words, anger flashed in his eyes.

He clenched his fists, as if he wanted to make a move, but he didn't move for a long time.

Some just gave Zhao Heng a cold snort, let go of their fists, turned around and were about to leave.

"In just a few days, brother four was imprisoned for life, brother six died, and now I have also ended up as a murderer.

Royal father, among them, the real beneficiary is about to come out!Do I need to explain more? ! "

Looking at Zhao Yang's leaving back, Zhao Heng said with even more sarcasm in his eyes.

Zhao Yang paused slightly, and after Zhao Heng finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

"Your Majesty, we..."

Seeing Zhao Yang coming out, Ning Ze went up to meet him and asked cautiously.

"Back to the palace!"

After Zhao Yang finished speaking coldly, he strode away.

Ning Ze carefully wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and hurriedly followed.

The surrounding eunuchs saw this.

They all followed, and everyone left Zongzheng Mansion one after another.

Zhao Heng in the room, holding a copy in his hand, took a deep look at the direction Zhao Yang left.

Somewhat surprised.

Right now, the evidence is conclusive, and he didn't directly take him down.

Zhao Heng looked down at the copy in his hand, and opened it again.

After reading it carefully, his eyes became more enlightened.

After reading it again, I realized that it was in the copywriting.

Not only can you see who is in Zhao Heng's mansion, but also what they have done.

There are even some officials who cooperate with each other.

When, what officials will leave, etc., are clearly written on it.

A sneer appeared on Zhao Heng's face.

His own father really saw through all of this.

These officials who write so "specifically" are probably the internal representatives of Zongzheng's mansion, and they are Zhao Yue's people.

Sure enough, Zhao Yang pretended to be confused while pretending to understand.

Knowing that behind this incident, there must be a mystery.

The meaning of not taking the copy is probably because he wanted to borrow Zhao Heng's hand.

Clean up some "bystanders" in the Zongzheng Mansion.

I want this villain to be Zhao Heng.

Because, the current Zhao Heng was apparently "nurtured" by Zhao Yang as an adult in Yushifu.

The affairs of the Zongzheng Mansion have also been handed over to the Yushi Mansion.

With the addition of this copywriting, I am afraid that I want to give it to myself.

Zhao Heng weighed the pros and cons.

This matter should still be supervised by yourself.

But when the time comes.

I still have to carefully consider the direction of doing things.

This matter is not harmful to me now.

But the benefits are not great.

Clean up some "bystanders" in the Zongzheng Mansion, and place some of your own people in the Zongzheng Mansion.

In fact, it is equivalent to weakening the First Prince's influence in the Zongzheng Mansion in a disguised form, and cultivating his own influence.

But this official government itself is for real rights.

It is indeed dispensable.

Clan affairs, large and small sacrifices, weddings and funerals, etc., are cumbersome and cumbersome.

painstaking effort.

It is simply not worth the candle.

The most critical thing is that you can't grasp the real center of power, just like chicken ribs.

But now, he was being targeted by the First Prince.

This matter has deviated from the expected trajectory in Zhao Heng's mind.

What Zhao Heng has to do now is to actively divert the conflicts arising from this incident to other places.

Speaking of the eldest prince Zhao Yue.

have to say.

A prince was able to poison another prince silently in the Zongzheng Mansion.

Afterwards, you can still push things away.

Can be imagined.

The "big brother brother" who I value very much in my heart is really above this court, and it is almost covering the sky with one hand.

But I really did it, and completely cleared out Zhao Yue's people in Zongzheng's mansion.

Obedience to Zhao Yang was actually not in Zhao Heng's interest.

"Borrowing a knife to kill? I... just don't want to be this knife anymore! It's your heart."

Zhao Heng was certain in his heart, the reason why he said so.

But I remembered a saying that said so.

Since there is no contradiction, create a contradiction.

If there is a contradiction, try to intensify the contradiction.

What you do, in a word.

That is to make the weak weaker.

Let the powerful become more powerful!

In this way, the imbalance of power can cause the checkers to impose useful "bargaining chips".

"Delusion" the balance you want.

In this way, the instigators of intensified conflicts are the weak ones who survive in the cracks.

In order to be able to seek stable development and rise rapidly.

To put it bluntly, it is.

Now the First Prince's power will become stronger and stronger from today onwards.

Without the constraints of the fourth and sixth princes.

Soon above the court, the power originally belonged to the two princes.

It will be quickly swallowed up by the First Prince's forces.

When the eldest prince's power is in full swing, it will definitely threaten the true imperial rule of the contemporary Jin Dynasty.

Become a thorn in Zhao Yang's side.

Threat to Zhao Yang's status.

Isn't there such a contradiction?

Right now, Zhao Heng is preparing to create a conflict, and transfer the conflict between the eldest prince and himself to the emperor of the Jin Dynasty, Zhao Yang.

make the two contradict each other.

As the eldest prince's power became stronger and stronger.

The concept of the emperor's balance technique will definitely drive Zhao Yang to balance and limit the rights of the eldest prince.

Zhao Yue, who had already tasted the sweetness of power, fell from a high altitude all of a sudden, and was restrained everywhere.

He will naturally be dissatisfied with his father, Emperor Zhao Yang.

The accumulation of dissatisfaction accumulates over time.

It was like dynamite being slowly filled.

In the end, the longer the two stand against each other.

Even a little bit of Mars will produce a very strong chemical reaction.

The two forces, in the end, must fight to the death.

Zhao Heng had a plan in his mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With the copy in hand, he walked out the door.

When he first left the Zongzheng Mansion, Zhao Heng glanced at the trembling officials around him and ignored them.

Zhao Heng left, and the place he went seemed to be in the direction of Changqiu Palace.

"Empress, His Highness the King of Han is here!"

Eunuch Wei's voice reached Changqiu Palace, and after a long time, a lazy voice came from inside.

"Come in!~"

Hearing this, Zhao Heng strode forward.

Glancing at Zhao Heng, Jia Feng instructed the maids around him.

"You go out first!"

"Yes, ma'am."

After half a cup of tea, the surrounding maids, including Eunuch Wei who was serving by his side, had already left.

In the palace, there are only Zhao Heng and Jia Feng.

"Tell me, come here in the middle of the night, what happened?"

Zhao Heng heard Jia Feng's words of concern, and looked at the mature and charming Jia Feng who was sitting on the bed with outstanding demeanor.

Came to the bed, squatted aside, tightly holding a pair of soft and boneless jade hands.

There was a tear in his eye, and he spit it out slowly.

"Queen, you have to be the master for your son!"