With this shout, Feng Yu Heng immediately stood up from her chair, half of her body leaning out the window. This gave Xuan Tiange such a fright that she thought she was going to jump off the building and quickly pulled her up from behind.
She then heard Feng Yu Heng say: "It's Zhang Yuan! It's actually Zhang Yuan! " She recognized that familiar voice. It was the eunuch Zhang Yuan who was always at Emperor Tianwu's side. But this eunuch was not properly accompanying the old Emperor in the palace. Instead, he had run to the execution grounds to ask for mercy. What was the meaning of this? Was this a last-second rescue?
The executioner, Xu Jingyuan, also could not understand the meaning of this. As a member of old seventh and old ninth's battle team, he really wanted to quickly get rid of the Eighth Prince; however, who knew that at the final moment, when the mission was about to be completed, someone would suddenly appear to disrupt the situation, and it just had to be Zhang Yuan.
Xu Jingyuan felt his head swell. As Emperor Tianwu's personal eunuch, Zhang Yuan's participation meant that the Emperor was personally participating. Intuition told him that this Eighth Prince might not be able to be executed.
While he was thinking, Zhang Yuan's horse had already arrived in front of him. He did not bother with getting down from the horse. Looking at the Eighth Prince who was still alive, he furrowed his brow. This appearance did not look like he was rejoicing that this person had not died. Instead, he had an expression of "could it be that I came too early." Not only did he furrow his brow, he even looked up at the sun and glanced at the sundial to the side. Very well! He had come just in time. Why was it that he was not a step slower! If he was a step slower, the Eighth Prince would have already been executed. How great would that be.
Zhang Yuan helplessly sighed and raised the imperial decree in his hand, saying to Xu Jingyuan: "His Majesty has decreed that the Eighth Prince's case will be retried. Would Lord Xu please immediately send him back to the palace. His Majesty will personally summon him."
Xu Jingyuan quickly came down from the execution platform and arrived in front of Zhang Yuan, asking in confusion: "Eunuch Yuan, what exactly is going on? Things had already come to this point, why was there still a need for a retrial? Didn't you already interrogate him clearly? "
Zhang Yuan helplessly shook his head, "I also have the same thoughts as Lord Xu, but this is indeed the Emperor's decree." He looked at Xu Jingyuan and got off the horse. Walking closer, he quietly said: "These days, because of the Eighth Prince's matter, His Majesty has not been eating or drinking, and he has lost a lot of weight. The night before, Talented Lady Liu came, and for some reason, His Majesty met her. The two of them chatted for a while. Originally, it was nothing much, but for some reason, His Majesty suddenly changed his mind and chased this servant out to issue this imperial edict. Lord Xu, let's wait until we enter the palace and meet the Emperor! Even if you ask me now, I can't explain it clearly. "
Xu Jingyuan received the imperial edict and stared at the jade seal. His feelings were very complicated. Yet at this time, the Eighth Prince, Xuantian Mo, heard the conversation between the two and knew that Zhang Yuan's imperial edict was an imperial edict to save him. He could not help but laugh loudly: "See it! I said it long ago. If I lose, you will not win! As long as I do not die, there are ten thousand possibilities for this! Xu Jingyuan, go back and tell your master that the next person to be sent to the execution ground might be him! Hahahaha! "
His laughter was very wild. There was the joy of surviving a disaster and the arrogance of a reversal.
On the second floor of the teahouse, Feng Yu Heng's fists were tightly clenched. She was practically grinding her teeth to pieces. "Even this can't kill him? Why exactly is this? "
Nobody could answer her why this was because nobody understood. Nobody could figure it out. Xuan Tiange also stood by the window for a long time. At this time, she could only reply: "Heng Heng, your premonition is really accurate!"
Fung Tianyu's thoughts were more meticulous. At this time, she tugged at the corner of Feng Yu Heng's clothes and said softly: "Heng Heng, look, isn't that Zhang Yuan looking for someone? Who is he looking for? "
The few of them looked down. Sure enough, they saw Zhang Yuan looking around. It was as if he was looking for someone. And Xu Jingyuan had already followed the imperial edict's instructions. He brought the Eighth Prince back to the prison carriage and slowly headed in the direction of the imperial palace.
All of the citizens who had come to watch the execution were very emotional. Most of them were poor citizens from the northern part of the city. All of them wanted to see the Eighth Prince die to comfort the souls of the deceased. This matter was about to be completed; however, who knew that an imperial edict would come out halfway. The people really wanted to ask Zhang Yuan what was going on. But for someone of Zhang Yuan's status, even though he was handicapped, he had the most direct connection to the imperial palace. The people who wanted to ask were a little more cautious. With nobody taking the lead, nobody dared to ask.
Some people followed the prison carriage, wanting to know the final result of this matter. Gradually, the number of people at the execution ground decreased. Very quickly, only Zhang Yuan and the cleaning officials remained. Zhang Yuan was still looking around. When he finally raised his head, he met Feng Yu Heng's gaze. He stomped his foot and waved to Feng Yu Heng, gesturing for them to come down.
Feng Yu Heng brought her friends out of the tea house. Zhang Yuan quickly went forward to receive them. Seeing that there were no citizens around them eavesdropping, he took a step closer and said to her in a low voice: "Princess, I fear that something has happened in the palace."
"Something has happened?" Feng Yu Heng's heart jumped. She didn't quite understand the meaning of Zhang Yuan's words, "What could have happened in the palace?" The Eighth Prince had been imprisoned this entire time. Could it be that he still had some remnants of his faction that would barge into the palace and threaten Emperor Tianwu? That was impossible! Xuan Tianming and Xuan Tianhua had already made thorough preparations. They definitely would not allow any suspicious people to enter the palace. There definitely would not be any remnants of the Eighth Prince's faction inside the palace. Of course, other than his birth mother, Talented Lady Liu. But what could a mere talented lady do?
Zhang Yuan's expression was very worried. He said to Feng Yu Heng: "Just now, there were too many people, so this servant did not dare to say anything to Official Xu. But in reality, the Emperor had fallen ill last night and suddenly fell ill. Zhao He Hall summoned an imperial physician and did not find anything wrong with the illness. They only said that the Emperor was suffering from anxiety and needed to rest. They analysed it and said that it was because the Eighth Prince had caused the Emperor to become angry. But there was nothing that could be done. There was no cure for a mental illness. They could only prescribe some medicine to alleviate it. But this servant feels that things are not that simple … … "
When he said this, Feng Yu Heng waved her hand and stopped him. Then she turned and said to Xuan Tiange: "I will enter the palace immediately. Are you coming?"
"I'm going!" Xuan Tiange said, "Since Uncle Emperor has fallen ill, I will definitely enter the palace to take a look."
She expressed her stance, and Fung Tianyu and Ren Xifeng who were beside her immediately expressed that they wanted to return home first to inform their father. This matter could be big or small, as a General and Right Prime Minister, their father had to know.
Feng Yu Heng nodded, saying: "That's fine. I will sit in your imperial carriage! Eunuch Yuan, you will come as well. Tell us about this matter in detail on the way. "After making arrangements for her, she turned around and said to Wang Chuan:" Quickly return to the palace and bring me my medical kit. " As she spoke, she took off her identity token and handed it to Wang Chuan: "If you did not catch up to us, take my identity token and enter the palace on your own. Head towards Zhao He Hall to look for me. Xuan Tianming should have received the news and rushed towards the palace. Let's not delay and leave immediately. "
The few of them moved as soon as they said they would, immediately splitting up. Feng Yu Heng brought Zhang Yuan and Huang Quan onto Xuan Tiange's imperial carriage and rushed in the direction of the imperial palace. Zhang Yuan also shared his analysis with them in the carriage: "If it's said that His Majesty became angry because of the Eighth Prince's matter, that is certain. But based on This Servant's understanding of His Majesty over the years, even if he was angry, it would not be to this degree. Taking a step back, even if he fell ill from sadness, it would not be necessary for him to issue this sort of imperial decree at this juncture. "
"Why exactly did Uncle Emperor issue an imperial decree?" Xuan Tiange furrowed her brow and asked, "Just now, you said that His Majesty met with Talented Lady Liu? But what did Talented Lady Liu ask for? "
Zhang Yuan shook his head, "His Majesty met with Talented Lady Liu. Originally, he did not want to meet her, but later on, he felt that Talented Lady Liu was about to lose her son and felt pity for her. Only then did he meet her. At that time, This Servant was also present. Talented Lady Liu begged His Majesty to give the Eighth Prince another chance. After she was rejected by His Majesty, she only cried for a while and did not do anything else out of the ordinary. But at noon today, for some reason, it was as though he was possessed. He immediately sat up from the imperial bed and grabbed This Servant, saying, Xiao Yuan Zhi, quickly go and write an imperial decree. Have the Board of Punishments release him! We cannot kill our own son. We cannot allow the Eighth Brother to die like this. He is Our son! "He copied Emperor Tianwu and spoke with great emotion. "At that time, This Servant was confused. Who said that he would be released at a time like this? Even His Majesty's relationship with the Eighth Prince was not that deep! But His Majesty's actions … … were still as This Servant said. It was as though he was possessed, choking This Servant's neck and requesting for an imperial decree. This Servant had no other choice. This Servant had no choice but to obey Your Majesty's orders. That was why the matter of leaving someone on the blade happened today. "
"So you're saying that this decision was made by Father Emperor all of a sudden?" Feng Yu Heng was able to understand a bit, "Also, you said that before this decree was given, he seemed to be in a daze. That is to say, his consciousness was not very clear. At the very least, it was different from his usual state?"
Zhang Yuan nodded, "That's what I meant. To say something disrespectful, when This Servant heard His Majesty say this, this Servant was thinking, was His Majesty crazy? Or was he possessed by a dream? This isn't his usual style! "
Indeed, Tianwu had always done things smoothly and easily. Even if he was a bit indecisive when it came to his sons fighting for the throne, he would not do something like this today. "If something is not normal, then it is a demon. I'm afraid that Father Emperor is not simply ill. There must be something else going on."
Zhang Yuan was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat, "Princess, whether or not there is something going on, this Servant is just a little eunuch and does not understand. This Servant just wants to know, nothing will happen to His Majesty's body, right? " He had followed Emperor Tianwu since he was young. Even though there was still that old eunuch from the Imperial Palace Yu at that time, the two of them were master and disciple. The old eunuch had also taken care of him at that time. Zhang Yuan was not afraid of anything. What he was most afraid of in this life was that something happened to Emperor Tianwu. If this old Emperor was no longer around, how would he live? Thinking of this, he was so anxious that he began to cry.
Xuan Tiange angrily kicked him: "What are you crying for? If there is a problem, solve it. What is the use of crying? "After saying this, she looked at Feng Yu Heng," Heng, what do you think about this matter? "
Feng Yu Heng shook her head, "I don't know, I still don't know. Everything can only be concluded after entering the palace and seeing Father Emperor. It's just that this matter is not so simple. The Eighth Prince did not die. Once he regains power, it will be disadvantageous to us. "
"I am truly worried about Uncle Emperor's illness." Xuan Tiange also anxiously rubbed her hands, repeatedly muttering: "The heavens must protect us. We must make sure that Uncle Emperor is well. We absolutely must not let anything happen to him!"
Feng Yu Heng slightly closed her eyes, as a bad premonition filled her heart …
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