Chapter 1513
Seeing him getting angry, the catcher muttered: "It's not that I'm trying to persuade him to eat, but...he keeps saying that you framed him, sir. He also said that you hurt Lu Yuan, stole the military map, and then put the blame on him."
Give it to him, he said he would report it to the emperor."
Yu Wenhao was so angry that he sat down and felt sulky for a while, then stood up and said, "That's all, I'll go take a look."
There are some things you still need to ask.
Before reaching the door of the prison, I heard a hoarse roar inside. Even though the voice was mute, it still sounded very powerful, "I want to see the emperor. You bunch of dog slaves, open the cell door for me. I want to see you."
To redress your grievances, you have to go to the imperial court to redress your grievances... Tell that bitch Yu Wenhao to come over. I want to question him and ask him what he is guilty of for falsely accusing the prince of the dynasty..."
Yu Wenhao kicked open the door of the prison and entered like a whirlwind. Before King Ji finished speaking, he seemed to see a wall suddenly appeared in front of him. He was so frightened that he hid behind him until he saw clearly.
It was Yu Wenhao. He immediately shouted again, "Okay, you really dare to come. Let me ask you, did you put the military map in the secret room to frame me?"
Yu Wenhao looked at his face that was rolling around in shame and anger, and he really wanted to punch him.
He asked the jailer to open the door and stepped in. King Ji grabbed his shirt by the chest and asked sharply, "Tell me, did you frame me?"
Yu Wenhao just stared at him, with a gloomy face and sharp eyes, without saying a word. His stare made King Ji feel very nervous.
The anger in King Ji's eyes began to be tinged with fear, but he still asked sternly: "You... tell me, is it you? Did you frame me? I tell you, father.
I know everything clearly, I will never believe you, just wait!"
Yu Wenhao knocked off his hand and said coldly: "False against you? Were you responsible for the curse in the secret room?"
"I admit that, there was no malice, I was just venting..." King Ji swallowed his saliva and looked unwilling, "But I didn't steal the Bing Map. It was you who put it in to frame me. You were the one who stole the Bing Map."
It's you, and you're the one who killed Lu Yuan. When I get in front of my father, I have to defend myself. It depends on whether my father believes me or you, a scumbag."
Yu Wenhao clenched his fists and took a step back to look at his face. His face was a mixture of rage and panic. It was green and white with a touch of pig liver color. He frowned and looked a little ferocious, but he was screaming in prison.
The whole day was a little more embarrassing.
This is the eldest son of the Emperor of the Northern Tang Dynasty.
Yu Wenhao remembered that thirteen years ago, he had just gotten married and had just returned from a victorious battle. How high-spirited he was?
He was the first prince to be crowned a prince. Wearing a red auspicious uniform, he stood in the corridor outside the Guangming Palace and talked to his brothers, asking them to practice martial arts diligently and protect their family and country like him in the future.
Your father shares your worries.
Yu Wenhao clearly remembered that it was the same spring day, the bright sunshine was streaming down from his head, and his whole person was enveloped in light. Yu Wenhao looked up at him and secretly swore that he would fight for the country and guard the country like his elder brother in the future.
Territory, protect the people of Northern Tang Dynasty.
In just thirteen years, time flies by like a white dog. You can no longer see the proud justice on his face, you can no longer hear him talking about loyalty and filial piety, only the cursed man hanging in the secret room.
At that moment, Yu Wenhao understood the deep pain in his father's heart.
His father had high hopes for him, so he cultivated him from an early age to become the future monarch of the Northern Tang Dynasty, but step by step he went astray.
Yu Wenhao could no longer see the bright sunshine in the spring of thirteen years ago, and only the sound of the whistling wind that day whistled in his heart.
The fist he clenched slowly loosened his grip, and did not punch King Ji in the face.
Chapter completed!