Chapter 801

Royal study.

This year's new year's Eve dinner party, the Empress Dowager did not attend because of illness, the same illness did not come or Rong Prince Zhong Mingzheng, Rongqin Princess Da'an stay in the house to take care of Zhong Mingzheng, Hui princess's stomach has been nearly nine months, inconvenient to go out, so did not come, this new year's Eve dinner is inevitably a lot colder than in previous years, Zhong Zhiheng looked at the same palace as in previous years Dance, listening to the courtiers' flattery, drinking the same Baiye wine as before, the more later he felt no taste. So he got up and went back to the Royal study before setting off fireworks. Only his front foot went back to the Royal study, and Jiang Bairen's back foot arrived.

"How are you doing? What disease did Prince Rong get? Why don't you go out these days? " Zhong Zhiheng asked slowly as he sipped his tea.

Since the death of the imperial concubine, Zhong Mingzheng has been stimulated. First, he has been drinking all day long, and then he sent a memorial directly, saying that he was ill and raised in the general's office, but he couldn't enter the palace years ago. What's wrong with Zhong Zhiheng? Once his mother died, there was no one who was not sad. Didn't even the fourth Prince cry in front of him for a long time? No matter how serious the guilt of the imperial concubine is, he will not forbid her children to remember her. This is a father's attitude, but as a ninth five-year-old, he will never allow it. The more sad the imperial concubine is, the more he will resent the founder who killed the imperial concubine. This is absolutely not allowed by him. So at the beginning, Zhong Ming Zheng was just drinking, and he didn't want to take care of it. But later, Zhong Mingzheng couldn't even go to the early Dynasty, and Zhong Zhiheng couldn't help it anymore.

"Long live, Prince Rong is not sick, but wounded." Jiang Bairen said.

Zhong Zhiheng was stunned and hurriedly put down the tea cup in his hand and asked: "hurt? How did he get hurt? Is it serious? "

"Long live, Prince Rong's injury is not serious. It's better now. Why is Prince Rong injured..." Jiang Bairen pursed his lips, and then went on, "it's the work of Da'an, the princess of honor."

"Da'an?" Zhong Zhiheng frowned. "How can I do something about her? How can she hurt Mingzheng? What's more, isn't it true that Da'an's program is very elegant? How dare you hurt your husband? "

"Long live, it's like this. Since the death of the imperial concubine, Prince Rong has been very sad and has no way to deal with it. Apart from going to the palace for the early Dynasty, he spent almost all his time in the government drinking to drown his sorrows. Every day, he must be drunk to give up," Jiang explained. He looked at the face of Zhong Zhiheng, who was not good-looking, and then continued“ On the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, when Prince Rong returned from the palace, he still drank wine. When his wife Da'an heard about it, she was worried. So she went to persuade Prince Rong not to drink too much. She knew that Prince Rong was drunk and could not hear anything. Instead, she wanted to kill Da'an. Da'an was scared and frightened. In a panic, she took off her hairpin and put it in front of Prince Rong The chest, fortunately, the hairpin avoids the heart, but the stab is a little deep, so Prince Rong has to stay in the house to heal. "

"Good! Good! He is blaming me for the death of the imperial concubine, isn't he? Drinking all day, and almost lead to catastrophe, he only think I'm blind Zhong Zhiheng was furious, and his chest was heaving with anger. "What's wrong with him? Did the imperial concubine die? She has done so many things. He is a better son than I am! Maybe he's also involved in all the posts! I didn't involve him. I preserved his noble and virtuous name. I have done my best. What else would he like me to do? It's hard not to be a queen if the wicked lady who killed the prince is right? "