Chapter 1276: Chapter 1276: This Dirty Trick Looks Familiar

Emperor Chu indeed felt unlucky.

On New Year’s 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 couldn’t stay there and was moved to a palace.

"Did you see that? It’s 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 he’s poisoned. This isn’t any special timing, but perfectly timed to spite me on New Year’s Day."

Without waiting for Song Zhiyuan to speak, Emperor Chu continued: "Trying to escape the screen with this bitter trick, he’s dreaming. Eunuch Zhou, send that screen to the hall. If he wants to play, I’ll play along, let’s see if he can outplay me."

Eunuch Zhou acknowledged.

Song Zhiyuan watched him sulk like a child and couldn’t help but laugh: "With that, I’m afraid this poison will never be cured."

Emperor Chu raised his eyebrows: "Isn’t this what he wants? A bitter trick needs to be genuine, and naturally there is a price to pay."

"Do you really think it’s his self-directed bitter trick?"

Emperor Chu countered: "Don’t you think so?"

Song Zhiyuan fell silent. If so, wasn’t it a bit foolish? Is Prince Min really that foolish, appearing rather muddleheaded, just like...

He suddenly paused, speaking offhandedly: "If it’s a bitter trick, don’t you find this tactic a bit familiar, quite clumsy, full of bad moves."

Familiar?

Emperor Chu’s eyebrow twitched: "You’re 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."

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Mr. Ning’s 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 wasn’t like this before, but in these years, he’s become increasingly foolish." Mr. Ning spoke in a tone tinged with sorrow.

"Sir, he’s 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 Year’s Day to get out of Heavenly Prison, is it because he’s afraid Emperor Chu isn’t paying him enough attention?

Truly foolish to the extreme, only coming up with dim-witted moves, fool.

"Sir, it’s time to make a decision too." Zhang Zhi spoke hatefully.

Mr. Ning’s body stiffened slightly.

"Sir, at worst, there’s still Young Master Dong. Why bother cleaning up his mess and tiring yourself out." Young Master Dong, Xia Houzhe’s illegitimate son, is unassuming, yet at least he’s a boy.

Mr. Ning pursed his lips and said to Tong Qian: "Go contact Old Zhao, I want to see him."

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