Really! The two of them were as if they were sitting next to each other.
They didn't react, even the whole hall didn't react.
With a look of shock on his face, Lu Cheng put away the imperial edict in his hand and held it in both hands: "Your Highness, please accept the edict."
Tongtong couldn't help but shook his head: Don't answer it! Don't answer it! I think we have to run away from this script. As someone who has secretly followed the prince to pick up leaks, the last place we want to touch is this position. We know it very well.
How difficult is it to be in this position? How to handle this thing? It’s even harder than asking you to be your second brother for once.
Let’s struggle for a while!
Fourth Master sighed in his heart, since it is retribution, do you think you can run away? Of course, you still have to struggle.
Furthermore, shouldn’t there be a drama of making three concessions and three concessions?
This time he doesn't want to act, Tongtong is right, you can't deceive others!
So, the Fourth Master said sincerely, "Uncle Emperor, I cannot accept this decree!" He kowtowed and then raised his hand, "My son was born with six fingers. He is a son abandoned by God. How can he prepare for the Eastern Palace? Please ask the Emperor
Uncle has withdrawn his will..."
Emperor Wen Zhao sighed leisurely, "I had a dream earlier, and I dreamed of Emperor Taizu."
Everyone looked at the emperor in astonishment, wondering what the emperor's purpose was in passing on the throne like this. In short, this is inhumane! When you have a son, of course you leave good things to your son. How can there be any reason to give it to your nephew?
Don't you understand the principle of two steps closer?
After being enthroned as King Yong, we should not mention this matter! Why did things suddenly turn upside down again? Just because of a dream?
"I dreamed that Taizu held a baby and stuffed it into my arms. The baby raised its hand, and I clearly saw six fingers on the child's hand... This is Taizu's wish. How can I violate it?
"
Fourth Master: “…………”
Everyone: "..." Taizu doesn't believe in Meng Bumeng's talk anymore. What kind of instructions from gods are there? If you say this today, you can deny it tomorrow.
The fourth master pushed again: "Uncle Huang, I still can't stand it! The royal family inheritance should no longer be so disorderly. I have mentioned this matter to you before. For the sake of future generations, for the royal family's centenary plan, and for the sake of flesh and blood, I will
It shouldn’t and cannot be tolerated…”
Emperor Wen Zhao immediately replied: "Son, if you don't accept me, won't you be trapping me in injustice? After a hundred years, I will finally see your father! When we get there, how do you want me to tell your father what will happen next?
thing?"
The fourth master sighed and looked at Emperor Wen Zhao sincerely: "Uncle, you are in the prime of life and in good health. We can postpone the matter of becoming the crown prince until later! My sons and brothers are all grown up, and the palace has been built. These two
You will get married one after another every year, and your grandchildren will soon be in groups..." The implication is that you will only live thirty years in the future, and by that time, your grandchildren will generally be in their twenties. They will be more than you are now.
These sons and grandsons are much older. If you are not satisfied with your sons, you can choose a grandson from your grandsons!
Emperor Wen Zhao was disappointed, "Why didn't Taizu think that he would live a long life back then? The royal family can't make the same mistake again. It needs to appoint a crown prince as soon as possible to appease the hearts of the people in the world. I have decided to appoint you as the crown prince."
The affairs of the court are difficult and the people need to be fed. Do I still want to shirk my son?"
The fourth master looked at Tongtong. Tongtong closed his eyes with a look of despair on his face.
Yes! I have no love in my life!
The Fourth Master had a solemn look on his face and was silent for a long time. So silent that so many pounding heartbeats could be heard in the hall. The Fourth Master slowly raised his hands and said, "My son... take the order!"
Lu Cheng stepped forward quickly and placed the imperial edict in the hands of Fourth Master.
The fourth master held the imperial edict in his hands and then slowly stood up.
Take the imperial edict and walk up the Nine Dragon Wall.
Everyone in the hall kept looking up. Han Zongdao and Lin Keyong knelt down first: "See the prince, the prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"
The courtiers reacted and said, "See the prince, the prince is a thousand years old!"
Who is left not kneeling?
Just the princes and princesses.
Han Siyuan saw Tongtong standing there, looking at his eldest brother with a worried look. He sighed, slowly knelt down, then moved forward, and gently tugged on the corner of his eldest brother's robe: "You didn't know this beforehand"
Tongtong didn't know about the situation beforehand, and Shiro probably still didn't know about it. But things are already like this, and it's impossible to remain in such a stalemate!
The eldest prince finally came to his senses. He saw the worry in Tongtong's eyes. Looking up again, Shiro's eyes were full of complexity.
He finally knelt down and said, "See the prince, the prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"
The fourth princess was almost furious. Only the eldest brother could question it at this time! But why didn’t the eldest brother ask anything?
Just when she was about to speak, her hand was pulled by Zhao Defeng, "Kneel down!"
This one staggered and had to kneel down.
Then there was a whoop, everyone in the hall finished kneeling, but no one shouted Chitose again.
The fourth master looked at the person kneeling on His Highness's back, and then at the person sitting on the dragon chair.
How do you feel? Those who kneel envy themselves who are standing, but if you try to stand, you will know that as long as there is someone sitting in that position. Then this standing person seems to be wrong no matter how he stands. He has long
After sighing, he said: "Pingshen!"
Then they all fell flat.
What happens after you get flat?
Afterwards, Emperor Wen Zhao announced: "Withdraw from the court——"
After retreating from the court, everyone went back to digest.
Those who needed to seek answers from the Holy Spirit followed the Holy Spirit to the rear.
I couldn't explain anything to the Holy One, so I held small meetings in private to speculate.
Who is left in the hall at the end? The only ones left are Fourth Master and Tongtong.
The two of them looked at the empty and majestic hall and the dragon chair above, without speaking for a long time.
Then the two of them came out of the hall side by side, looking at the heavy snow flying in the sky, not asking anyone to follow them, and just wanted to walk silently in the heavy snow.
Shi Jian and Qingya followed from a distance, both of them extremely excited.
From a distance, I watched the two figures, one black and one red, walking away together in the snow.
At this time, no news has been heard outside the palace, but the news inside the palace is like having long legs, running around everywhere.
Prince Ping and the third princess walked slowly in the palace. This incident was too sudden. How could they ask for this answer if others could ask for it. Of course, it is different for the eldest prince to be the prince and for Shiro to be the prince.
Prince Ping pulled up Princess Shengrong's cloak and whispered: "The more this happens, the more we have to give way to Xiao Si and Xiao Wu."
Princess Shengrong nodded and sighed, "Brother, I'm confused about this! This happened so suddenly. Mingcui Mountain has been closed by heavy snow again. I'm afraid Fairy Girl doesn't know the news yet."
"Whether you know it or not, it's a foregone conclusion." Prince Ping sighed: "I'll go see Prince Cheng'en later and ask the Wu family to hurry up the marriage! I'll arrange your marriage as soon as possible... I'm afraid of the little one
Si Xiaowu’s little temper comes up to take out his anger on you. He is also afraid of the noble concubines of the two palaces..."
Princess Shengrong smiled and hummed.
In fact, this is the case. I was kind to them in the past! Why? Because I feel I owe my father.
But now, the reserve has been returned to you, and I owe you nothing. Then this tolerance must be reversed.
Otherwise, people have to ask: Why?
Yes? Why?
Concubine Xiao thought she had heard wrongly, "Why? Why is it Shiro? How can there be such a reason?" After saying that, she walked out, "Where is the emperor? Where is the queen?"
They're all here!
It's in the main hall of Kunyuan Palace.
Emperor Wen Zhao sat at the top, and the queen sat beside him, looking at the four princes and two princesses in front of him.
"Ask! Just ask whatever you want to ask." Emperor Wen Zhao held a tea cup and leaned against the pillow, with his eyelids half-draped, waiting for his children to open their mouths and ask.
But how to ask?
Asked my father why he didn’t call himself the crown prince?
For such a big matter, such a decision must have been carefully considered! I asked, is the answer given by the emperor true?
So, the words rolled around in my mouth several times, but no one asked.
Until Concubine Xiao came crying, Concubine Gao followed quietly.
Concubine Xiao is the biological mother of the eldest prince. She thought it was a sure thing, but suddenly it changed. If Erlang or Liulang got the throne, it would make sense. But if it was given to Silang, why?
She felt very wronged and was about to speak when the eldest prince stopped her and said, "Mother, go back and rest! The establishment of a heir apparent is a state matter, and there is no reason for a concubine to interfere."
What the hell is this? You are my son!
The eldest prince sighed, "Concubine, if you insist on breaking the orthodoxy, do you think Shiro is orthodox?" Concubine Xiao choked, what she said? Who took the throne just to live out the addiction of being an emperor?
, and then return the neat ones after using them. Don’t you want to pass them on to your descendants?
If I ask you to say this, the eldest princess will be more clear and righteous, and it will be more orthodox!
This is all nonsense.
Emperor Wen Zhao glanced at the eldest son. He must have thought so when the child said this. This was his eldest prince. Under the sudden change, he still did not think the worst of Shiro, but found a reasonable explanation for the matter.
explain.
Ask him to say that Shiro is not the legitimate successor without conscience, and he can't say it.
There were ten thousand questions hidden in his heart, but if he thought about it, he could rationally convince himself.
This made him more determined at this moment to call Shiro the heir apparent. This was an extremely wise decision.
He is wise, dare to ask Fourth Master and Tongtong how they feel at this time?
Standing on the Guanyun Tower, looking at the silver-covered palace and the distant capital city covered in white snow, their expressions were as heavy as the sky.
Tong Tongxin said, your second brother was the crown prince back then, with his biological father at the top and his biological brothers at the bottom. But what happened? We know how difficult it was to be the crown prince! Now, the emperor above is not his biological father.
Most of the brothers below are cousins who are more qualified to inherit the throne. If Yinreng was sitting on a nest of eggs, the Fourth Master, the prince, must be sitting on the kind of egg that has been peeled off and only the remaining eggs are left.
On a nest of eggs wrapped in a layer of film. If you don't handle this well, it will be crumbly.
This punishment is a bit harsh, isn’t it?
The fourth master looked at the flying snow in the sky and saw that they were the only two people in the pavilion. The other servants were all standing guard under the pavilion, not daring to speak or move.
Only then did he ask: "Are you taking...a pulse?"
Yes! Passed!
Fourth Master asked in a low voice: "How is your body...?"
Tongtong looked at Fourth Master, and then let out a long sigh.
This sigh has a really long aftertaste.
Fourth Master asked tentatively: "Thirty years?"
Tongtong replied: "As long as I don't interfere."
But after intervention, the elders can live a better, healthier and longer life, so how can we not interfere? The Fourth Master felt that his face should be frozen, so he asked with a dull face: "After intervention...forty years?"
Tongtong sighed again.
The fourth master's heart was immediately shaken by this sigh!