The door of the study room is closed, and Yang Chuhuai is sitting on a chair. From a distance, he still looks like a gentle and gentle young man.
However, the coldness coming from the shop floor made the temperature of the entire study drop.
Yuan Qiang, Uncle Eleven.
Have two people who seemed like they would never betray him and were close to him in the past, already starting to plot against him?
Why?
Once suspicion arose, Yang Chuhuai began to recall various details.
After the death of his mother, Yuan Qiang showed up today. Because of his identity, he almost ignored some details.
Uncle Eleven actually had a sachet hanging on his body. Yang Chuhuai didn't bother to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He closed his eyes and recalled when this started. He didn't know what he remembered, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
With a gentle smile on his face, he slowly took out his handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Then the little eunuch was replaced, laying out paper and grinding ink, and he practiced calligraphy as usual.
After writing a piece of paper, he looked at the words that were written more steadily and restrainedly than before, and crushed them into pieces.
No, this is not the right way to write it.
The little eunuch quickly laid out another piece of paper, and Yang Chuhuai continued writing.
This time, the handwriting is vaguely sharp, but it is trying to be suppressed, as if there is a fierce dragon that is about to run out of control.
When Yang Chuhuai saw this, it was right.
The next day, King Kang came to see Yang Chuhuai again. He suddenly saw his handwriting and moved away without leaving a trace, without saying anything.
Yang Chuhuai is not angry. It is not good to be angry too frequently. It is too much and makes people feel a bit fake.
Today, he complained to King Kang about the emperor's preference for Yang Yucheng.
After going to court, Yang Yucheng shamelessly wanted to ask him for advice, but he looked like he was asking for advice with a guilty conscience. Compared with the increasingly sharp prince like him, many people probably thought that he, the prince, could not hold his temper anymore.
Those who want to take him down should do more than just drug him.
After a person's temper gradually becomes bad, he becomes aggressive and impatient. If he is afraid of falling out of favor, he should do something that will make people catch his mistakes, right?
Yang Chuhuai looked out the window, does his father know?
He probably doesn't know the calculation behind this.
But the other party should be happy to watch him make mistakes, and then commit suicide step by step to make room for Yang Yucheng.
Perhaps, in the eyes of his father, he who made mistakes was Yang Yucheng's whetstone.
really interesting.
King Kang comforted Yang Chuhuai, and he still said some words that were not painful and even had some guidance.
Yang Chuhuai thought to himself that if he was really the irritable, angry, and unclear-minded person at this time, he would probably follow these words and couldn't wait to cause some trouble to let everyone know that he was the prince.
Yang Chuhuai thought that their next step was to guide him to make mistakes when doing errands. Unexpectedly, the person who came to him first was Yuan Qiang.
"Aunt Yuanqiang, you..."
"Seeing that the prince has given in step by step and is in the current situation, I know that if I don't tell you some things, you will be in danger." Yuan Qiang sighed, "If a second prince hadn't suddenly appeared, I should have respected the queen.
It is my last wish not to inform you of these grievances and grudges. But I have heard a lot of things recently. The emperor seems to be suppressing you and the Chu family, fearing that he wants to help the second prince ascend to the throne."
Yang Chuhuai felt calm and reacted appropriately, asking Queen Yuan Qiang what she was hiding.
Such a question hit Yuan Qiang's fancy, and a flash of complacency flashed in her eyes.
He never expected that Yang Chuhuai, instead of being upset and grumpy at this time, was actually very clear-headed, and he could see the trace of complacency in the other party.