Chapter 2 The Power Seizure Prince Regent Dad is Ruthless 2
Chapter 2: The regent’s father is ruthless when he seizes power 2
When he woke up the next day, Fuchen got up in a daze and went to the toilet. With his short legs, he walked with a frivolous pace, one foot on the left and one on the right, bypassing the man at the table and heading towards the door.
"Where to go?" came a cold male voice.
Fuchen stopped, turned to look behind, stared at his eyes for a long time, called out "Daddy", walked to the side of the regent, climbed on his lap, and sat down by himself. Even though he was rubbing his eyes and feeling sleepy, he still acted obediently.
Good boy.
"What do you want to do when you open the door?" the Prince Regent asked again.
"Shhhhh." Fuchen leaned against the regent, pecking his head, and was about to fall asleep again.
"Take the princess to the toilet," the regent ordered.
The maid came forward and picked up Fuchen.
Fuchen drowsily listened to the arrangements for going to the toilet, and was served to wash up, change clothes, get dressed, and be carried on the table.
There are many styles of porridge, vegetables and steamed buns on the table, but they are not luxurious.
"Eat." The regent, who had been sitting upright, ordered at this time.
Fuchen let out a big yawn and subconsciously grabbed the bun.
"Ah!" My hand was hit by the chopsticks and it hurt a lot.
The regent said seriously, "Use chopsticks."
Fuchen looked at his face, "Strict father... I'm afraid of this the most." She went to pick up the buns with chopsticks and put them in her porridge bowl.
Another lesson came to my ears, "Take as much as you eat."
"Oh." Fuchen responded. He didn't expect that he would adapt to the script of a strict father and a filial daughter so quickly.
The two ate in silence. The butler entered the room and said, "Your Majesty, the prince wants to see you."
Prince Regent: "Let him in."
The prince strode over, but was surprised by the little man on the table, and stopped in his tracks.
"There are no rules. You have to ask polite questions when meeting people." The regent didn't even look at the prince, and gave Fuchen a lesson.
Fuchen obediently got off the table, walked up to the prince, put his hands together and bowed, "Hello, brother."
An embarrassed smile appeared on the prince's face, and he pulled off a piece of jade from his waist and gave it to Fuchen. He obviously didn't expect to give it a gift. "A meeting gift for you."
"Thank you, brother." Fuchen held the jade and bowed again, jumped back on the chair, and handed the jade to the regent.
The regent glanced at it and said, "Keep it."
The prince squatted down and greeted him in a standard manner, "Uncle."
"Hmm." The Prince Regent muttered, "Let's sit down and have breakfast together."
The prince sat down and did not take the chopsticks, but said, "Uncle Emperor, I have read Zhang Shangshu's corruption report to see if there is any hidden secret in it. Take him directly to Dali Temple for questioning, and he will easily be beaten."
Zhang Shangshu?
Isn’t this the father of the heroine Zhang Rourou?
The villain is going to break the wings of the hero and heroine so soon?
Fuchen opened his eyes, hugged the bowl, remained silent, and became a friendly melon-eater.
"Does the prince not believe in Dali Temple's ability to do things? Or does he not believe in my king's ability to do things?" the regent said calmly.
"No." The prince immediately denied, "I just didn't expect that the person had already entered Dali Temple, and I only received the discount."
This is just an evasion of power. Fuchen analyzed it silently, and worked hard to eat in order to avoid leaving the table.
"I am the regent, so I should lighten your burden." The regent said.
He is so thick-skinned. Fuchenxin scolds him. He is indeed a villain, but he is shameless.
"But I will be crowned next year. Without a little training, how can Gu take up the position of emperor?" The prince suddenly used the code name "Gu", and there was a hint of impatience in his tone, obviously suppressing his anger.
Five years ago, the emperor died of a serious illness and issued an edict, appointing Liu Wang as regent and assisting the crown prince Liu Ming until he ascended the throne in his twenties.
It's a pity that Liu Wang has been weakening the prince's power over the years.
The Minister of the Ministry of War was the prince's new entanglement, and he had always been a neutral faction. However, the prince and his legitimate daughter Zhang Rourou were ambiguous, and Zhang Shangshu might have quietly taken a position.
Fuchen looked at the two of them blankly, the plot had come to this point. She had to take action.
What kind of crazy moves can she make?! Fuchen has already foreseen the miserably failure of his mission.
"Your Majesty, Prince, Zhang Shangshu's legitimate daughter wishes to see you." The housekeeper came into the room and called.
"Pass." The prince shouted.
The regent glanced at the prince, as if he were watching a playful child, and did not take it seriously. Seeing that there were grains of rice on Fuchen's mouth, he stretched out his hand to wipe it.
But Fuchen, who was holding a bowl while eating, raised his eyes and saw Zhang Rourou entering the room. His eyes lit up, his smile widened, and he said cheerfully, "Mom!"
The regent who wiped his face paused.
The prince was stunned.
Zhang Rourou, who had just entered the house and knelt down to greet her, was still confused about the situation when she was grabbed by the running girl, her face was rubbed affectionately, and she shouted, "Mom!"
The Prince Regent, who had just been recognized by the public as the baby girl's father, was darkened.
The prince, who had just made a life-long private engagement with Zhang Rourou, also had a dark face.
Zhang Rourou, who had just grown up, raised her eyes, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and defended, "No. The prince, the prince, and the daughter of the people don't know this child."
"This is the princess!" The prince waved his sleeves and left.
The regent, with one hand like an eagle's claw, forcefully pulled back the memories of the relationship, "Miss Zhang, please go back if nothing happens. If your father is really unjust, he will return home safely."
Zhang Rourou, who had done nothing, said anxiously, "Your Majesty——"
However, the prince hurriedly left with Fat Fuchen in his arms. He had something urgent to do now.
"Call all the women in the backyard to come and assemble." the regent ordered.
The regent threw Fu Chen on the chair, and after waiting for all the mistresses and slaves in the backyard to arrive, he sternly ordered: "Everyone raise your heads and let the princess take a good look." He turned to Fu Chen and pointed at a group of women, "Look.
Which mother would you like to be called?"
These women are either delicate or beautiful, some are mature, some are old, some are strong and powerful, some are weak and frail...all kinds of things.
Fuchen was stunned, "..." He raised his head and looked at this man in disbelief, her nominal stupid father.
