Tang Yang advised: "Prince, you still have to put the overall situation first. The fate of the patients on the leprosy mountain has been decided. It is really not appropriate to worry about it any more. If the princess has the medicine, she can save it for later use. I don't know how many people there were at the beginning."
It's an infection, didn't the Crown Princess say? This disease has a long incubation period, and some cases may not even show up until ten years."
Yu Wenhao looked at him, "Tang Yang, you don't save the people in front of you, but you say you will save the people in the future. It's like those people who shout slogans about how to work hard and love the people in the future, but now they are doing things that hurt the people.
What's the difference? Indeed, when the Crown Princess said it, I also felt that the overall situation should be the most important thing, but tell me, are a few hundred lives a big picture? Are a few hundred families a big picture?"
Tang Yang, who has always had a bright tongue, was somewhat convinced, but the persistence in his heart made him resist for a while, "I was afraid of offending too many people. Now I have finally won the hearts of all the officials. After all, this disease
It’s a bad luck disease.”
"What is the purpose of winning the hearts of hundreds of officials?" Yu Wenhao asked.
"Of course it will be used to govern the country in the future." Tang Yang said without hesitation.
Yu Wenhao asked again, "Who is the boss of Beitang now?"
"Your Majesty!"
Yu Wenhao laughed, "Then how many years do you have left in my father's long life?"
Tang Yang was startled when he heard these words, "Your Highness, you can't ask questions like this. Since it lasts for thousands of years, it will naturally last for tens of thousands of years."
Yu Wenhao said lightly: "Isn't it? My father is only in his forties, and the long life has not passed half yet. What are you worried about? The position of the prince can be lost today, but can be fought for in the future. Besides, according to the hard work of this king now
It looks like he will age earlier than his father. Maybe he is ahead of him. Why bother worrying about the future? It’s better to do the things in front of you first."
Tang Yang felt that what he said made sense, but if he thought about it carefully, it was definitely wrong. Being willful, he was the prince now, not the King of Chu in the past. Now he had to be careful in everything he did, and he could not do anything wrong and get caught by others.
Caught the pigtail.
But looking at Yu Wenhao, who had made up his mind, he felt that it was useless to say more. After all, as long as the princess said something about what she wanted to do, the prince would plunge into it regardless of whether it was an abyss or a sea of fire.
This has nothing to do with whether you love deeply or not, it's mainly about henpecking.
Yu Wenhao smiled so wildly that he walked away.
Being imprisoned by the prince's status for some days has made him very restrained. Now whenever he wants to do something rebellious, he gets so excited that he wants to be dragged out for a walk.
The next day, Yuan Qingling returned to her parents' house and packed her things. The carriage arranged by Yu Wenhao was also waiting outside.
When Yuan Qingling returned, he wandered around the room with his hands behind his back, looking reluctant to leave.
Seeing Yuan Qingling, he was so aggrieved that he almost cried. He looked at Yuan Qingling with red eyes, "When you have time, come back to see your grandmother more often. She is sick."
"I will, just go ahead." Yuan Qing Ling said.
Jinghou glared, "Why just go? What an unlucky thing to say. My father is not going to die, my father is just leaving for a while. If you have any way in the future, please let your father come back, so that your grandmother will not die without a child."
"
When he said this, he squatted on the ground, covered his face and started sobbing.
Yuan Qingling didn't know if he was pretending to be pitiful or if he really couldn't let go of the family ties at this time. She just saw that he was crying very seriously, so she comforted him with a few words out of humanitarianism, "Okay, you go and avoid the limelight first.
After things calm down in a few years, people will naturally be arranged to pick you back up."
Jinghou raised his head and wiped his nose with a handkerchief. He wiped his nose very red. He choked and said: "You must keep your word. I am your father. No matter what, you have to care about the relationship between father and daughter."