Zhu Su's voice sounded sharp and cold. But he had to admit, his feeling of pity for Chen Xinyi which once rose at the beginning had totally vanished right now. Because after all, the sin Chen Xinyi had committed was so evil. Slandering a person to the extent that he finally lost his life.
"Your Highness!!!" Chen Xinyi screamed, very loudly. "You are also the same as Xiang Wang, you also blame me! Oh Heaven, how should I ask for forgiveness now? How do I prove that I really want to repent?!"
Zhu Su said sarcastically. "Mr. Chen... Actually someone like you, who has helped the Emperor launch the Politics of Xuefan, should have gotten a high position in the government. So you should be happy, right?"
"I am not happy! The Emperor is also angry with me, he said that he doesn't wish his uncles dead, then often asks why Xiang Wang now has died?! The Emperor also blames me!"
Something in Chen Xinyi's words tickled Zhu Su's curiosity. "You said... the Emperor doesn't wish his uncles dead?"
"Indeed! That's why all Fan Wangs are only demoted to become commoner or exiled."
"Impossible..." Zhu Su whispered in disbelief. "The Emperor is definitely eager to kill me and my son!"
"No, no! I know that, everyone in the Yingtian Palace knows the fact! The Emperor can't eliminate the lives of his uncles because you are all still having the same blood. The Emperor also never tries to kill you, Your Highness! That's why he only has you exiled to Yunnan."
If so, everything about the Emperor's decree read by those who were about to decapitate me... it is just a lie?! But... who is the culprit then, who might have been so damned shrewd he can even seek the opportunity in such a short time to kill us?! "Chen Xinyi, what else do you know about the Emperor's Politics of Xuefan?"
"Lots of it, Your Highness, lots of it! For example, in fact, you are all innocent, the Emperor is just looking for an excuse to reduce your power. So are you, Your Highness, you are also innocent. All Ming officials know about this, they just don't dare to make any protest!"
Zhu Su thought for a while. It seemed that Chen Xinyi had a high position in the government. In addition to repaying Teng Shuo's help, it might also be a good idea if he helped Chen Xinyi. Perhaps, if he could attract Chen Xinyi to his side, it would give him an additional advantage in his fighting.
"Do you want your sins to be forgiven by Xiang Wang?"
Chen Xinyi nodded excitedly at once. "Of course Your Highness, of course! I can't stand living like this anymore! You may not know, Your Highness... every night Xiang Wang always comes to me... I can't bear it anymore..."
"Then, take all of us to your residence."
***
Chen Xinyi's residence was arguably very luxurious for the government officials in Ming Dynasty. The house was commodious, and so was the yard. Zhu Su's hunch was correct, Chen Xinyi indeed held a high position in the government. Zhu Su also understood the reason why he could be familiar with Chen Xinyi, maybe when he visited Yingtian Palace, he had met with him once or twice. And of course, Chen Xinyi himself knew him very well.
After meeting with Zhu Su, Chen Xinyi's behavior became much saner. Unless his hands and feet which vibrated quite often, Chen Xinyi could behave properly by bringing his guests (consisting of Zhu Su, Wu Qi, Hu Nayin, Li Heng, Liu Ku, and Teng Shuo) into the splendor living room, let them all sit down, and served tea.
Zhu Su surveyed Chen Xinyi's whole residence. He did not feel any suspicious signs. "Mr. Teng, can you feel any kind of thick Yin Qi * in this house?"
Teng Shuo shook his head. "No, Your Highness."
"Yes, neither do I." So, it had nothing to do with the residence. Zhu Su turned his eyes at Chen Xinyi. "Perhaps it is just your delusion? No anyone's spirit in your house."
"No, no! It really exists! You all can't feel it, but I can!"
Zhu Su grabbed Chen Xinyi's wrist, taking his pulse.
"I get it. Your pulse is chaotic and irregular, especially at the positions of the Heart and the Gall Bladder. You haven't enough sleep for days, right?"
"How can I have a good sleep?! Xiang Wang always threatens me, that he will kill my entire family a week later! Ohhh... my Shan'er is still so young... and she is innocent... the guilty culprit is her grandfather... she doesn't deserve to die..."
"You are shocked, scared, and your Shen (Spirit) turns chaotic. At least you must get enough sleep to be calm. Tian Wang Bu Xin Dan should be able to help you." Zhu Su drew a conclusion, while Li Heng, who had also examined Chen Xinyi, was busy writing a herbal prescription for him.
"Is herbal prescription enough to cure him? In my opinion, the illness Xinyi suffers has reached a very severe level. Even the exorcists can't heal him," Teng Shuo chimed in.
"No, the prescription only heals his physical state. We still have to do another issue - visiting the tomb of Xiang Wang. Yes, Chen Xinyi. After this, we will go to tomb of Xiang Wang to ask for his forgiveness."
"W... well..." Chen Xinyi's voice trembled.
"His Majesty the Emperor arrives!"
His Majesty the Emperor?! Zhu Su was so shocked as hearing the reporter's call that he quickly jumped up from his chair.
"Your Highness, you must hide!" Wu Qi immediately pulled Zhu Su to hide behind the large cupboard.
In the next instant, Zhu Yunwen entered the room.
Everyone kowtowed to pay their respects. "Greetings to His Majesty the Emperor!"
"Stand up," Zhu Yunwen said tonelessly. Everybody immediately stood up.
From behind the cupboard, Zhu Su watched his nephew, who had made the life of him, his wife, and his son plunged into misery. He just felt like it had been a long time since his lastest meeting with Zhu Yunwen, and when he saw him again right now, his chest felt unusually hot, and he felt breathless. Anger overwhelmed his mind. Unconsciously, his hands clenched tightly, were seemingly ready to throw his fists.
"Your residence is very crowded, Chen Xinyi. What are you doing right now?" Zhu Yunwen asked after he sat on his chair.
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* Yin Qi = since Yin refers to Dark and Inactive, then Yin Qi is the Energy of Dark and Inactive, that is, the Energy of the Ghost or Dead Person.