Chapter 1276: Chapter 1276: This Dirty Trick Looks Familiar
Emperor Chu indeed felt unlucky.
On New Yearās Day, Prince Min was poisoned in the Heavenly Prison, and he could almost imagine those so-called saints sharpening their pens, ready to denounce him.
Unlucky.
Emperor Chu looked at the ghastly pale Prince Min, listened to the trembling diagnosis from Physician Lu, snorted heavily, and flung his sleeves as he left.
"Save him."
Song Zhiyuan glanced at Prince Min and followed.
Since Prince Min was poisoned in the Heavenly Prison, he naturally couldnāt stay there and was moved to a palace.
"Did you see that? Itās quite a tactic." Emperor Chu pointed inside the hall, speaking to Song Zhiyuan: "Entered the Heavenly Prison yesterday, the screen was placed there overnight, and today heās poisoned. This isnāt any special timing, but perfectly timed to spite me on New Yearās Day."
Without waiting for Song Zhiyuan to speak, Emperor Chu continued: "Trying to escape the screen with this bitter trick, heās dreaming. Eunuch Zhou, send that screen to the hall. If he wants to play, Iāll play along, letās see if he can outplay me."
Eunuch Zhou acknowledged.
Song Zhiyuan watched him sulk like a child and couldnāt help but laugh: "With that, Iām afraid this poison will never be cured."
Emperor Chu raised his eyebrows: "Isnāt this what he wants? A bitter trick needs to be genuine, and naturally there is a price to pay."
"Do you really think itās his self-directed bitter trick?"
Emperor Chu countered: "Donāt you think so?"
Song Zhiyuan fell silent. If so, wasnāt it a bit foolish? Is Prince Min really that foolish, appearing rather muddleheaded, just like...
He suddenly paused, speaking offhandedly: "If itās a bitter trick, donāt you find this tactic a bit familiar, quite clumsy, full of bad moves."
Familiar?
Emperor Chuās eyebrow twitched: "Youāre saying?"
Song Zhiyuan blinked, then turned to look inside the hall, chuckling: "Interesting."
...
"Fool, cough cough."
Mr. Ning was so furious that he started coughing violently, the force causing his wound to tear, blood seeping out, and his face turned pale.
Tong Qian and Zhang Zhi hurried to fetch medicine and tried to soothe him.
"Sir, please calm down, you must take care of yourself."
Mr. Ningās chest rose and fell, he took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes, and after the two helped stop the bleeding and applied new medicine, he was already exhausted and colorless.
"Truly heaven does not assist me, heaven does not assist me. I, Ning Hongde, called Ning the Strategist, how could I raise such a fool? Compared to the former Crown Prince, he is not even half as good. He wasnāt like this before, but in these years, heās become increasingly foolish." Mr. Ning spoke in a tone tinged with sorrow.
"Sir, heās still young..."
"Already twenty-seven, still young?" Mr. Ning gritted his teeth: "Before he complained, yet he would listen, he could endure. I always believed the young man could be taught, but now it seems, I have overestimated him, he only comes up with bad ideas."
Using a bitter trick on New Yearās Day to get out of Heavenly Prison, is it because heās afraid Emperor Chu isnāt paying him enough attention?
Truly foolish to the extreme, only coming up with dim-witted moves, fool.
"Sir, itās time to make a decision too." Zhang Zhi spoke hatefully.
Mr. Ningās body stiffened slightly.
"Sir, at worst, thereās still Young Master Dong. Why bother cleaning up his mess and tiring yourself out." Young Master Dong, Xia Houzheās illegitimate son, is unassuming, yet at least heās a boy.
Mr. Ning pursed his lips and said to Tong Qian: "Go contact Old Zhao, I want to see him."