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Chapter 77: Ninth Prince Yinzhen was assassinated
Li Yan felt that it was not excessive to use any means or struggle to fight for the position. This was originally a competition field. If you did not participate, the war here would naturally have nothing to do with you. If you participated, you chose to fight to the death. No matter what the final outcome was, you should not blame anyone, because it was your own choice.

But the struggle must be controlled within a certain range. Within this limit, it does not matter how you fight and how you kill. But if the world is in chaos because of the struggle for power among a few people, and innocent people are dragged into it, and finally lead to war and disaster, and the lives of the people are destroyed, this is a huge sin and cannot be forgiven by anyone.

Therefore, as long as you grasp the right degree, there will be no problem. The political arena has always allowed reasonable struggles within a reasonable range. Those who hold high positions are all outstanding masters of struggle. On the contrary, those who blindly follow the old rules and do their jobs honestly cannot shoulder important responsibilities and cannot adapt to the life of high-level officials.

Because emergencies can happen at any time and anywhere, which can make you restless day and night and crush you alive. If you are at the grassroots level, it will only affect you alone and at most one family. If you are in a high position, it will affect the well-being of countless people. When promoting outstanding officials in later generations, there is always a sentence in the evaluation of superiors that "the ability to deal with emergencies is extremely strong."

In one sentence, it shows the requirements for the superiors: they must be able to adapt, have the ability to turn the situation around, turn danger into safety, and turn disadvantage into advantage. Otherwise, holding great power and being trembling with fear of gains and losses all day long, fearing that accidents will happen, is a painful torture.

Thinking of Lu Chao, the governor of Zhejiang in the Iron Teeth and Bronze Teeth Ji Xiaolan, although he held the position of a frontier official, he was always walking on thin ice and facing the abyss. Facing big and small things, he was always worried and anxious. Compared with Heshen's calmness and tolerance, it is not difficult to imagine that this official position was not a pleasure for Lu Chao.

As for Li Yan, the situation is now precarious and there is no time to hesitate. He must do something!
Li Yan sat alone in the study, seemingly calm, but his heart was in turmoil. He could not make up his mind and kept weighing
Through the open window, I could see the moon in the sky outside, hanging high in the vast starry sky like a white jade disc. The stars were shining brightly, twinkling as if a child was blinking curiously, like a beautiful starry sky picture.

In the long river of history, not to mention a person, even a dynasty is like a meteor, fleeting.

Li Yan's heart gradually calmed down and he was no longer confused.

At midnight, a black shadow flashed across the wall of the mansion, causing the branches next to it to sway slightly, and then returned to its original position after a moment. About an hour later, the black shadow returned to the mansion from its original position without alarming anyone in the mansion.

The next morning, at the Eighth Master’s Mansion.

Prince Lian Yinsi had just gotten up, and several maids and servants, some holding basins and some holding towels, were serving him.

Yinsi stood in the yard, drank a mouthful of water, gurgled a few times, and spit the water into the garden next to him. He took the towel from the servant and wiped it, and asked casually: "What are you going to eat this morning? The food these days is too greasy, which makes me have a bad appetite recently. Let the kitchen prepare something light today to clean my stomach."

The servant was about to reply.
"Master Ba, something bad has happened!"

A loud scream came from a distance, the voice revealing fear and panic.

"Eighth Master, something happened."

Yinsi looked over and saw the housekeeper running over in panic, as if he had seen a ghost. He had a horrified expression on his face and trembled as he said, "Eighth Master, it's bad. Ninth Master has been in trouble. Ninth Master is dead."

"Um?."

"Why are you so flustered? You have no manners. Tell me clearly what's gone? What happened to the Ninth Master?" Yinsi usually paid great attention to etiquette. Seeing the butler's look, he asked with an unhappy face.

The housekeeper calmed himself down, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and tried to control his voice, but still said with a trembling voice: "Eighth Master, someone from Ninth Master's house reported that a thief broke into Ninth Master's house last night, and Ninth Master was killed."

"What."

"Nonsense, Old Nine was here with me yesterday, and he was fine. If you dare to talk nonsense, I will skin you alive." Yinsi finally heard what the housekeeper said, his face turned pale, his heart was in his throat, he stared at the housekeeper fiercely, and roared ferociously and violently.

Yinsi's hands were shaking and his heart was in his throat. It was not that he did not hear clearly, but the information conveyed by the housekeeper's words was too scary. Yinsi did not dare to believe it for a moment. He subconsciously hoped that the housekeeper was confused in his sleep or that he was crazy and talking nonsense.

"Eighth Master, this is such a big thing, even if I have the courage of heaven, I dare not say anything. In addition to reporting to our house, the people in Ninth Master's mansion also sent people to Shuntian Mansion. The Crown Prince and the princes must have received the news by now. Eighth Master, let's go and take a look."

"Then what are we waiting for? Prepare the sedan chair. No, prepare the horses, quickly!" With a feeling of fear filling his heart, Yinsi said in panic.

By the time Yinsi arrived at Jiu Ye's mansion, the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince had also arrived, but Li Yan arrived a little later.

When Li Yan arrived, all the princes, Shuntian Prefecture's prefectural officials, and the Shangshufang minister Ma Qi also came. When everyone rushed to Lao Jiu's study, they saw Lao Jiu Yinzhen lying on the ground in a daze, with a pool of blood on his chest, a small hole in his clothes, his eyes wide open, and an angry expression, as if he couldn't believe that he had left the world like this.

The books and cabinets in the entire study were turned upside down, a mess!
Everyone was shocked, dumbfounded, and couldn't believe it. Of course, some people's expressions were fake, such as Li Yan.

Li Yan appeared terrified and looked around blankly, but he was actually feeling guilty. After killing someone last night, he had wanted to leave the arrow behind as evidence to direct suspicion towards the fourth brother.

But suddenly, he thought that in such a serious matter, leaving the arrows in the Fourth Brother's house seemed a bit deliberate. If the Fourth Brother killed someone, and it was his own brother, how could he be so careless as to leave the arrows at the scene, and use the same arrows to commit crimes many times.

Li Yan made his move repeatedly, and he was very careful every time, confident that no one had ever discovered him, but he did not dare to take any chances. Old Fourteen also thought that no one had discovered that he forged someone else's handwriting, but in fact, someone was secretly watching him, and it was Li Yan.

It was precisely because of this that Li Yan was so frightened, afraid that someone would be secretly watching him in secret, just like he had done to Old Fourteen.

After committing the crime last night, Li Yan took back the arrow.

This instead gives people a chance to speculate why the murderer would take the arrow away after killing someone, or whether he was afraid of being recognized.

This would draw people's attention to the arrow, and ordinary people would definitely not know what it had to do with the fourth brother. But if someone like the emperor was interested, he might be suspicious, and this would seem to have a better effect. There would definitely be no evidence, but as long as there was suspicion, his goal would be achieved.

The prince frowned. As soon as the old man left the capital, all the evil spirits jumped out. It was really one thing after another. So many things happened during the emperor's southern tour and when he was ordered to supervise the country. Now the ninth son was killed in his own study. How could he explain this to the emperor?

Ma Qi was also in a dilemma. He was the highest-ranking official among the emperor's sons. The emperor took Zhang Tingyu away before leaving, leaving him behind to look after the capital. Who knew something like this would happen? He had just been reprimanded by the emperor for recommending the eighth prince.

Another prince has died this time, and I'm afraid that my career as an official has come to an end.

The one with the ugliest expression was the Lord of Shuntian Prefecture. He had no choice but to take responsibility for the Ninth Prince's death. Not long after he took over the position of the Lord of Shuntian Prefecture from Longkodo, a vicious case of the murder of a prince occurred in the capital. If he only lost his job this time, it would be considered a manifestation of his ancestors' will.

The saddest person present was Yinsi. Yin'er had always been a staunch supporter of Yinsi. Yinsi was born in a humble family and grew up with Yin'er. The two had the best relationship. Now Yin'er died tragically in front of them, which was even more tragic than the failure of recommending the crown prince last time.

Yinsi excitedly stepped forward, stretched out his shaking hands, picked up Yinzhen, and cried uncontrollably, "Ninth brother, wake up!"

"Don't scare the starling, wake up, what's wrong with you? You are lying to me, you must be lying to me, you must be joking with the starling."

"You are asleep, you must be asleep. Wake up, wake up!"

Yinsi shook Yin'er's body violently, shouting incoherently, with a desolate look and sad eyes, which moved everyone around him. Everyone also understood Yinsi's mood at the moment, although Yin'er usually helped Lao Ba and other brothers to go against him. But at this moment, when Yin'er's cold body lay in front of everyone with his eyes open.

Everyone's mood was a little hard to bear.

At this time, whether it was the crown prince, the third and fourth brothers, the tenth, thirteenth, fourteenth, and other young princes who had not participated in the fight for the throne, all felt unable to accept it.

There is a feeling of sympathy for one's own kind, of the fox mourning the death of a rabbit.

No one was mentally prepared for this. Could it be that the fight for the throne had reached such a life-and-death stage that they had to eliminate the other party in order to remove the hidden dangers in their hearts?

Who is so cruel and merciless to his own brother?

Who was it that escalated the situation to such a serious level with just one arrow? Could he have the heart to do that? This was his own brother!
Although Old Fourteen looked solemn, his eyes were glancing around, observing the expressions of everyone at the scene. Looking at Old Eighth hugging Old Nine and crying bitterly, he even felt a slight sense of gloating.

The fourth son Yinzhen frowned, and it was obvious that he was not sad about the death of the ninth son, but felt that at this juncture, the ninth son's accident made the situation suddenly complicated and more dangerous. The incident in Jiangxia Town had just happened. Yesterday, he burned the official records without authorization. Today, such a thing happened again, which made him very passive. I am afraid that others will suspect that it was him who did it.

Originally, although I did not ask for permission when handling the officials' records, due to my grasp of the situation and my understanding of the emperor's thoughts, this way of handling the matter would show my vision and responsibility, and generally there would be no accidents, and perhaps I would even get the emperor's praise.

But now, with the accidental killing of a prince, his behavior seemed so abrupt and inappropriate.

who is it?

Hiding in the dark and setting fire when the wind is strong, the fire is fueled by the wind and the raging fire spreads across the entire prairie and is no longer under his control.

This blow hit him accurately at the critical moment, making him feel extremely uncomfortable!

Yinzhen instinctively felt that danger was approaching. Although the arrow was shot at Lao Jiu, it was actually aimed at him. A huge conspiracy was looming over him, trying to swallow him up. The treacherous situation was like a fog. He was in it and couldn't see the future clearly. The unfavorable situation made him feel suffocated.

Looking at the old eight in front of him who was sincerely affectionate and heartbroken, could it be him?
Yinzhen's eyes gradually turned cold. Perhaps he had sensed something and had to resort to such means in an attempt to fight back. Did he have the courage to do so?

Last time, when he tried a wrongful imprisonment case in the Ministry of Justice, he was injured by an assassin. Although he was not sure whether it was Lao Ba who did it, he pushed the blame on him openly or secretly, because it was in his best interest to do so. Will he be inspired and use the same trick again to get the upper hand? But, can he bear such a huge loss of sacrificing Lao Jiu!

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that others would not think that it was he who did it.
Thinking of this, Yinzhen looked at the Eighth Old Man who was almost losing his composure and collapsed. It seemed like he was acting to gain everyone's sympathy!
Before I knew it, I have written 200,000 words. To be honest, I didn't want to write so many words at the beginning. A story of this length is a bit long. Nowadays, people are under great pressure in life and like to tell stories in a short, flat and fast way, enjoying the fun and excitement quickly, fiercely and directly. They don't have the patience to savor it slowly and feel the changes in people's hearts and situations.

Shitou has also discovered this, and doesn't want to end it abruptly. Now he feels like he can't stop. As the first story, Shitou really put a lot of effort into it. He doesn't want to treat it as a job and complete it step by step, which would be irresponsible to the blasphemer.

If you do things perfunctorily and fail to move yourself, how can you move those who blaspheme?

This story was carefully selected by Shitou. Historical stories are inherently heavy and profound, and this drama is a masterpiece among classics. It is not easy to bring something new to such a story, so Shitou polished it very carefully, and even dreamed of Kangxi when he slept!

He thought about it day and night, how to give the audience a refreshing feeling based on the original drama, but not too far away from reality. So Shitou controlled the protagonist to try not to cheat and not to use supernatural powers, so as not to affect the style and charm of the whole drama.

However, Shitou will try to push the plot forward as quickly as possible under reasonable plot development.

No matter what, I have to thank the readers who are following the updates silently. Every time I think that what I wrote can be recognized by you, even if it only leaves a name in your mind, it is the greatest encouragement to Shi Tou.

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