Li Jundu was naturally very concerned about the former Ming royal family, mainly because of the pressure from the capital, especially the queen. He mentioned this matter repeatedly. The children in Chengdu were not only the queen's nephews, but also the emperor's nephews. In other words, they were Li Jundu's cousins. Li Jundu had only made some plans, thinking that even if they could not save them all, at least they could not die. But Ma Bao's surrender made him feel that it was possible to save the former Ming royal family.

"I tried my best to try, whether it would be successful or not depends on the will of God." Ma Bao did not dare to make any promises, so he could only say this. But when Li Jundu saw his eyes staring at the stack of documents, he knew that he was really moved. Li Jundu smiled and said, "Of course, if this matter can be resolved successfully, if the old general asks something, I will naturally not be stingy if I can agree."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Ma Bao responded and turned around and left.

Ten days later, in Chengdu, the Prince's Mansion.

The Prime Minister of Xia got up early and finished washing. He didn't even have time to use breakfast. He just sat in a sedan chair and asked his servants to buy two cakes on the way. Because he still had some serious matters to deal with today, mainly food and money. Because the empire was in Shaanxi, Gansu, Huguang and Yunnan and Guizhou, the Pingxi vassal had to transfer troops to the forefront. The food and grass needed was greatly increased. Fortunately, Guo Zhuangtu, who was responsible for preparing food and grass, was a capable person. He had already raised most of the time, but how to divide it is still a big problem. Today, I will solve this problem with Guo Zhuangtu.

Nowadays, the southwest government orders are all from the King of Pingxi, and the King of Pingxi is naturally the core. Now Wu Sangui is worshiping Buddha in Tianming Temple outside the city, so the military and political officials under the Pingxi vassal all agreed on matters in the palace and then went to Tianming Temple to ask for instructions.

Xia Guoxiang entered the room and was stunned because the displays and decorations in the room changed a lot. The originally gorgeous and comfortable room was much simpler, and even the placement of various things was wrong. The upturned table he was used to sitting was placed in. Xia Guoxiang was a little uncomfortable. After sitting down, he saw the servant serving tea and looked at it, and he looked at it, and he asked, "How did this room look like this?"

"It was Mr. Guo who wanted to change it. It was said that the front line military supplies were in short supply, and the royal family wanted to reduce expenses..." said the servant.

The Prime Minister of Xia nodded slightly. He represented the Pingxi Fan to Guiyang for negotiations. The political structure of Pingxi Fan changed again. As a left-behind official, Guo Zhuangtu was also very good at engaging in the camp and threatened his position. When he came back, he went to Tianming Temple three times. The King of Pingxi only met twice. However, Guo Zhuangtu had seen it several times, which was evident.

Xia Guozhan also knew that it was not an internal strife now. He held hot tea, looked at several documents for asking for money, studied, and wrote and painted from time to time. When he stood up and stretched his stiff neck, he found that it was already dawn. When he touched the tea cup, there was no temperature at all. Listening to the people coming and going outside, Xia Guozhan recruited servants and asked, "Why haven't Lord Guo arrived yet? Hasn't he ever arrived earlier than me?"

The servant lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to say anything. Xia Guoxiang slapped the table and shouted, "Dog slave, do you still dare to hide it?"

The servant knelt directly on the ground and said, "When I say that, Lord Guo has arrived early, but he didn't come directly to the duty room. Instead, he went to the second master's place. The second master arranged wine and food, saying that he wanted Lord Guo to have breakfast first and then come to deal with political affairs."

The Prime Minister of Xia naturally knew that the second master mentioned by the servant was Wu Sangui's second son Wu Qihua, but the second master did not please Wu Sangui. Wu Sangui always loved his eldest son Wu Yingxiong. After several practical experiences, Wu Qihua also performed averagely. The most important thing is that in the impression of the Prime Minister of Xia, Wu Qihua had the same attitude towards him and Guo Zhuangtu, such as the old ministers under the vassal state, flattering others, but disdaining others. Especially his brother-in-law, he has always been cold, so why did he suddenly become so good with Guo Zhuangtu?

"Sir, don't know yet. Mr. Guo has already betrothed his daughter to the second master, and the prince is also sure about this matter." The servant gave the answer.

The Prime Minister Xia's face immediately looked ugly. Wu Qihua was still an old minister in charge of military supplies at this time, but he had ulterior motives. You know, after Wu Yingxiong was captured in Shandong, Wu Sangui had been raising his son Wu Shifan. Although he was just a child, Wu Sangui, who valued the eldest son, loved it very much. This book was nothing. After all, Wu Qihua was very useful, and Wu Sangui was still in the prime of spring and autumn, but as Wu Sangui stayed in Tianming Temple for a long time, he seemed to be becoming more and more confused.

Even though Xia Guoxiang guessed Wu Qihua's plan, he would not disturb the breakfast of their father-in-law and son-in-law. He sat down and prepared to finish his own business first, and then wait for Guo Zhuangtu. The rest were planned for a long time, but he heard a chaotic footsteps outside, followed by a riot. It seemed that someone was disturbing Wu Qihua and shouted loudly. Prime Minister Xia Guoxiang opened the window and saw that the messy people were all guards around King Pingxi. The loud noise was Wu Yingqi, who was responsible for the defense of Chengdu City and the royal palace. He was the nephew of King Pingxi, Lao Yu, and he was very capable in the army.

When Xia Guoqi met Wu Yingqi and was not on duty at Tianming Temple, he suddenly felt bad. Obviously something big happened. He didn't care about the ban on the inner courtyard of the Prince Pingxi Palace and rushed in. Sure enough, he saw the three of them quarreling loudly in the second courtyard. The clearest sentence that Xia Guoqi heard: "The prince is not good!"

"What's going on? What's wrong with the prince?" Xia Guoping ran over and asked.

Only then did Wu Yingqi tell the story of this morning. It turned out that Wu Yingqi had been on duty at Tianming Temple last night. He went to greet him as usual this morning. After greetings a few times, there was no sound in the bedroom. Wu Yingqi did not take it seriously because Wu Sangui was addicted to women for a while and had to rest until very late. Sometimes he didn't get up at noon. Wu Yingqi was about to leave, but heard a few screams in the bedroom and had to push the door and force himself in. However, he saw Wu Sangui lying on the bed, unconscious and pale. The four women who stayed with him last night were in disheveled clothes and cried constantly, and could not tell what was going on. Wu Yingqi felt something was wrong and immediately came to the city to report.

"What are you doing when you are standing there? Getting ready for a horse, go to Tianming Temple!" Wu Qihua shouted and hurriedly left. Xia Guoxiang was anxious, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Wu Yingqi following Wu Qihua, and his face changed slightly. He knew that the two cousins ​​were very close when Wu Yingxiong was away.

When we arrived at Tianming Temple, the bedroom was already full of people. Several doctors took their pulses, checked last night's food, or discussed the condition. The three of them came in and hurriedly knelt down. Xia Guoxiang looked over and looked at it. He felt that Wu Sangui was in extremely bad condition, sweating all over his body, and his eyes were blurred. Xia Guoxiang hurriedly asked, "Is he poisoned?"

"Impossible!" Wu Yingqi jumped up and shouted loudly. Seeing everyone's eyes coming, Wu Yingqi explained: "Although the prince is in Tianming Temple, everyone can taste every drink and every food before he can eat it. I tasted it in person last night. How could it be poisoned?"

When Xia Guoqi saw him like this, he understood that Wu Yingqi had misunderstood and thought he wanted to put his hat on his head, but he had no time to explain at this time. Xia Guoqi said, "Where is the medicine? I heard that the prince often takes various kinds of immortal medicines recently? Have you tasted that medicine?"

Wu Yingqi could only shake his head. It was not that he had tasted it. He tasted the Cabinda given by Ma Bao first for Wu Sangui, but it turned out to be effective, enough for the bird gun to change cannons to revive his strength. However, all the women in Tianming Temple belonged to Wu Sangui. The result he tasted was that he was holding the sky until dawn, and no one helped him. He never tasted it again. Moreover, the medicine was precious and rare, and Wu Sangui himself was not enough, so why did he waste it?

"Doctor, tell me!" Wu Qihua ordered.

The doctor said with a thorn in his teeth and said, "The prince is not a symptom of poisoning, but his blood and energy are depleted and his yang energy is not strong. He also takes medicines that are dry and hot and hyperyang. Yesterday, he tried several times and then...............

Guo Zhuangtu glanced at the women kneeling on the ground, all of whom were in disheveled, and said angrily: "You all served in the room last night?"

"Yes, it was the prince who asked us to join us, it's not our fault..." A woman responded boldly.

"Pull it out and try it separately to see who made a fool of himself!" Xia Guojin immediately ordered.

Wu Yingqi called the guards and pulled the person out. Wu Qihua glanced at Prime Minister Xia and said, "Not only did you ask what happened last night, but you also have to know how they got to the father. I have never seen these women in the palace!"

The result of the interrogation was not reported yet, and the doctor was helpless. The female family members of the royal family who received the news came. The concubines cried, while Wu Sangui was drowsy and half-dead. When he heard the child's crying, he murmured a few words of Wu Shifan's name, and everyone pushed Wu Shifan in front of him.

"Shifan...my good grandson...good grandson..., don't let it down... don't let it down..." Wu Sangui lost consciousness again without saying a word, and he vented more and had less air. After struggling for less than half an hour, he completely lost his vitality.

At night, everyone gathered in the main hall, and the black cloth was already wrapped around his arms, and the three of them sat there for the deceased Wu Sangui, Wu Qihua, Guo Zhuangtu and Xia Guoxiang, listened to Wu Yingqi's report. Xia Guoxiang kept catching the poisoning. The reason was very simple. Ma Bao and the Tibetan monks in the temple gave Wu Sangui a lot of various medicines. They didn't know which ones they had taken and whether they were poisoned, because the monk was no longer there, and the medicines Wu Sangui had taken were kept.

Everyone knows that Prime Minister Xia is shirking responsibility. No matter what, Wu Sangui's death must be related to those women. The one who proposed that Wu Sangui go to Tianming Temple to live in Qingyuan was Prime Minister Xia. Three of the four women that night were contributed by Prime Minister Xia. He could not escape the relationship, but he could not put his hat on him, because there is a more China-Australia problem now - what should I do next?

"The ban order has been issued, and the news cannot be spread for the time being. Don't worry about this. But what to do next? You must have an idea." Wu Qihua said first.

Prime Minister Xia said first: "The prince is dead, but the throne cannot be emptied for a long time. It is better to let the grandson Wu Shifan ascend the throne as soon as possible. I have sent a message to Ma Guozhu, Wu Guogui, Ma Bao and others, and let them return to Chengdu secretly and take the grandson to ascend the throne! All the generals have to defend the front line, so Lord Guo and I assist the new king, how about it?"

Wu Qihua's face turned blue. He knew that Prime Minister Xia would not support him in inheriting the throne. He also knew that letting the main generals return to Chengdu was to suppress themselves. Those generals naturally hoped that an ignorant child would be on stage, not himself.

Before Wu Qihua could speak, Wu Shifan started crying. He held the princess' arm and shouted, "Grandpa said, don't want uncle, don't want uncle."

"What are you talking nonsense? Shut up." The princess scolded.

Xia Guoqiao turned dark. He knew that Wu Shifan was ignorant and he heard it wrong, but Wu Sangui's death could not be separated from it. But this was so inappropriate. Guo Zhuangtu: "Then let's do it first, wait until the generals come back from the front line. Fortunately, the war has not started, otherwise it would be a disaster."

Guo Zhuangtu's words were originally just the end of this negotiation, but everyone heard another meaning in their ears, that is, the separatist affairs of the southwest can be settled. The reason is very simple. Since the British King of the Empire took over the military in the southwest, his policy to pacify the Xifan was to pay equal attention to suppression and pacification, surrender and avoid death, and make merits to redeem the sins, and only the evil ones were punished. The evil ones were naturally Wu Sangui. When he died, the biggest obstacle to negotiations disappeared.

"I have asked Yingqi to prepare food, eat some, and the house has been cleaned up. The two adults will live in Tianming Temple first, so I feel wronged." Wu Qihua said.

Everyone responded, but Wu Qihua left and returned to his room. Wu Qihua slapped the porcelain on the table to the ground: "Saint Xia Guozuo, this dog, dared to be a tyrant and do the decree! There is also Guo Zhuangtu, a fence-bearer!"

"Second brother, why are you angry?" Wu Yingqi walked in, closed the door, and said, "You are not alone, at least I am on your side, brother."

"Response time, you only have three thousand people in your hands, so you are not the opponent of those people. If you attack first, they will not listen to us, and turn around and surrender to the East." Wu Qihua was not stupid.

Wu Yingqi said: "Second brother, why do you think I support you?"

"We are brothers, brothers who grew up together." Wu Qihua said without hesitation.

Wu Yingqi said: "Brothers are brothers, but in fact, if I don't support you, I will die. Second brother, think that Prime Minister Xia is the prince's son-in-law and is most respected. The main generals on the front line, Ma Guozhu, are also the prince's son-in-law. They trust each other and have a good personal relationship. It is easy to connect them together. But how did the prince die? Isn't it that Prime Minister Xia sent so many women to the prince! But today you also see that he kept poisoning, just to choose himself. When the generals come back, he cleans himself and doesn't pour all the dirty water on me. Do I still have a way out?"

Wu Qihua thought it was true that his father died abnormally, and someone would always be responsible. Prime Minister Xia would definitely not be responsible, so he could only cause trouble for Wu Yingqi. Wu Qihua said, "Don't worry, my second brother will never sit idly by."

Wu Yingqi said, "Second brother, what am I talking about this? I mean, is it me the only one who wants to be splashed with dirty water by Xia Guoxiang? Second brother think about it, who is the one who gave the prince the treasure medicine? Who recommended those monks? This person has soldiers and power in his hands!"
Chapter completed!