Zhong Zhiheng is speechless, coughing all the time. He has been stimulated and hit too much these two days. His body and bones are very weak. Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, he caught up with Zhong Mingzheng who forced the palace to revolt. He was shocked and angry. He just vomited blood again. He could not hold on at this time.
"At the beginning, you set up the eldest son as the prince, and the son has no objection. In the end, the eldest son is the only legitimate son of the emperor and the eldest son of the emperor. It's reasonable for you to set him up as the prince. Although the son is jealous, he doesn't think you are biased against the father and the emperor. But gradually, the mother and the son find that the prince may not agree with you. From that time on, the mother and the daughter I decided to overthrow the prince who made you unhappy, so that year when Jingren palace was out of water, a big fire almost killed the eldest brother. The next year, at the new year's Eve banquet, the eldest brother was drunk and disrespectful before the emperor. It was all the handwriting of his son and his mother's concubine. Although it was more vicious, his son and his mother followed your father's wishes. In order to overthrow the prince who made you unhappy, he did not Is it? " Zhong Mingzheng said in a slow voice, pulling up the hand of Zhong Zhiheng and gently wiping the sweat beads on the back of the hand, and then said again, "when you bring down the old prince, my son thinks, this east palace must be my son's, right? But in the eyes of the father and the emperor, there is only the second son. The son can't understand. Where is the second better than the son? Was he born taller than his son? Hum, what makes my son angry is that he has been ill since he was a child. His body is not as good as that of a big girl. He needs to be filled with soup and medicine in three or five hours. Father, what do you think of him? My son is really puzzled, but since my son is not the prince of the father's choice, he will try his best to become the prince of the father's choice, so my son tried his best to fight with the second brother, and the second son was finally released from the capital, but my son didn't have time to catch his breath. I suddenly looked back and found that you have always been the father They are all paving the way for the fourth. On the one hand, I and the second are both defeated. On the other hand, they have been secretly supporting the fourth Prince and his son. Father and emperor, you really play a good trick. If the fourth is not stained with blood and feet, you will enter the main East Palace. Father and emperor, do you think I can swallow this tone? "
Speaking of this, Zhong Mingzheng sat up straight. As he left his handkerchief and looked at Zhong Zhiheng, who was lying on the edge of the bed, gasping for breath, he paused. He said one word at a time: "father, you ask your son how to deal with your brother. Now you should know who the executioner is?"
"It's you! It's you from the beginning to the end! It's you who turned your eldest son into a cripple! It's you who make your second and third sons fight to death. It's also you who force me to kill the fourth son! Father! All this is because of you! Don't you ever know? " Zhong Mingzheng stood up and looked down at Zhong Zhiheng, who was shivering all over, and said in a cold voice, "you say I'm a beast. Yes, I am. In order to win the throne, I'm cold-blooded and ruthless. I'm willing to kill the fourth brother in pain. It's just my father. Who changed me from a man to a beast? What kind of father can turn his son into a brute? Ah?! "
"Pooh!"
The next second, a mouthful of blood suddenly erupted, Zhong Zhiheng's body quivered twice, and then fainted.
"Your Highness! Long live, I'm afraid it won't work! You have to call the doctor in! " Zhao Ruhai rushed in regardless, "poof Tong" knelt down in front of Zhong Mingzheng, "Your Highness! Long live for you! Please be gracious! "
Zhong Mingzheng looked at the dead Zhong Zhiheng coldly, and looked at the blood froth in one place, and said in a cold voice: "pass on the doctor."