Chapter 119: The Crown Prince The emperor was sitting in the main hall of Su Yixuan. The water mist rising from the tea cup gradually weakened until it disappeared. He did not say a word. He just looked at the rice paper bound into a book.
Yan Ye remained silent and sat quietly aside.
"If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan with sadness? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is said that the heart of an old friend is easy to change. After the words of Lishan have passed through the midnight, the tears, rain and bells will not complain in the end. How unlucky is the man in brocade, Bi Yilian
The wish of the day." The emperor read out softly, put the book on the box, looked at Yan Yan with a scrutinizing expression, and held up the book in his hand, "Are these all written by you?"
Yanyan smiled bitterly and nodded.
"You once again impressed me." He sighed and put the book on the coffee table, stood up and walked to the courtyard. Yanyan secretly hid the book in his sleeve and followed him into the courtyard.
"How is your stay here?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Everything is fine."
"You don't blame me?"
"It's very nice here. I like the environment here very much. I would like to thank the emperor for giving me such a beautiful place in the palace to live in." Yanyan sincerely likes the environment here.
He secretly paid attention to the expression on her face with the corner of his eye. It didn't seem like he was saying anything against his will. He seemed to be thinking of the poem he just stopped reading and muttered, "If life is just like the first meeting, what's the matter with the autumn wind?"
The Painted Fan of Sadness. It is full of euphemistic and sad charm. A short sentence is worth a thousand words. All the indescribable complex feelings of life seem to come to my heart because of this sentence, which makes people feel a lot of emotions. How can I write such a sad and sad thing?
poem?"
Yan Yan gently held the book hidden in his sleeve and said: "It's just when I'm bored in my free time, and I feel it by chance. It's best to meet people when they first meet. The instincts are as brilliant as they are. Be polite and shy, restrain your temper, and let beauty bloom."
"If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting" is her favorite poem. Just because she was idle in Su Yixuan, she started writing her favorite poems. The first poem she recalled was Nalan Rongruo.
"If Life Was Just Like the First Meeting".
The emperor was filled with emotion, as if it had touched the memories deep in his heart. The chance encounter gave him a calm and unforgettable story, but it was a pity...
Yan Yan looked at the suddenly silent emperor and seemed to see the emotional struggle between his brows. He opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and finally left Su Yixuan without saying anything.
Xiaolan walked up to Yanyan a little confused and asked puzzledly, "Miss, when the emperor came to Su Yixuan, he just talked about the lady's poems and then left?"
Yan Yan was also confused, and suddenly took out the book in his sleeve and knocked her on the head, "It's all you. You put what I wrote in the main hall but didn't put it back, so that the emperor could see it. It's really ugly.
Already."
Xiaolan held her head in her hands and said, "Miss, please forgive me. I only took it out to read because I saw that the poem was good. Besides, the emperor praised the poem for how good it is, so how can it be so ugly?"
"You have the most reasons." Yanyan glared at Xiaolan angrily, turned around and walked towards the study. Xiaolan hurriedly caught up with Yanyan and looked at the book in Yanyan's hand with a slight smile on her face.
The emperor ducked out of the way and walked out of the darkness. He glanced at Yan Yan's back thoughtfully, sighed with emotion, turned around and said, "Get off and go back to Qianqing Palace."
The emperor who returned to Qianqing Palace immediately announced to see Qi Yi again. When Qi Yi arrived at Qianqing Palace, the emperor was reading an ancient book. When he saw him coming, he did not close the ancient book. He just glanced at him, and then
Looking at Qi Yi, who was also waiting quietly at the side, the emperor suddenly put the book on the table and closed it hard, and he raised his head in surprise.
"During the time when I deposed you as the crown prince, did you seriously reflect on your mistakes?" The emperor held the teacup, blew it gently, and secretly looked at him through the hot air.
Qi Yi still stubbornly said: "Father, I think that I am not wrong. Now you have seen that Yanyan is not an enemy spy. This proves that I was right when I proved Yanyan."
The emperor's face became darker and darker because of his words, and the sinister look in his eyes became colder and colder, "You really disappoint me, stand down."
After Qi Yi left, the emperor summoned his elder brothers in the palace one after another. It wasn't until late at night that the emperor lay down on the soft couch tiredly. Chuan Yunde gently turned on the fire, and a warm air rushed towards him.
After calming down his eyebrows, he took another thin quilt and gently covered the emperor's body.
Just as he turned around and was about to leave, the emperor's voice came from behind, "The sons I have trained over the years have all disappointed me."
Gao Decai turned around and saw that the emperor had already sat up from the soft couch. The fatigue between his brows made him look several years older instantly. Gao Decai handed him the tea that was warm by the stove and said: "Your Majesty, you are overthinking this.
According to my opinion, all of my brothers are talented in martial arts and are the best among dragons."
"Stop saying nice things for them." He sighed, took a sip of hot tea, and instantly became more awake.
"I'm just telling the truth. I have been by your side for so many years and watched my brothers grow up. Your Majesty, you can't deny their talents, can you?"
The emperor thought deeply and rubbed his temples. Gao Decai hurriedly walked over and rubbed them for him. The emperor suddenly smiled and said: "Over the years, your massage skills have gotten better and better."
Gao Decai smiled and rubbed him with moderate strength. The room suddenly became quiet, and the emperor suddenly said: "Who do you think is the most suitable to be the prince among my sons?"
Gao Decai suddenly knelt on the ground, "I don't dare!"
"Get up, I asked you to say it, why don't you dare!" The emperor ordered him to get up.
Gao Decai staggered to his feet, raised his head and stared at the emperor with his eyes closed, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Then I will speak frankly."
"Say!" The emperor closed his eyes and nodded.
"In my opinion, the elder brothers in the palace each have their own merits. The second elder brother and the seventh elder brother are both civil and military, and they are the strongest among all the elders in this aspect. The third elder brother is slightly lower than the second elder brother in both civil and military skills.
The elder brother and the seventh elder brother are the best among the elders in the palace in both civil and martial arts. Therefore, I think the third elder brother is the most suitable to be the prince." Gao Decai carefully paid attention to the emperor's expression, and when he saw the emperor's expression slightly change, he
Shut up immediately and at the right time.
"Third child?" The emperor murmured, but didn't say anything else.
In Yuri's court hall, the emperor took the initiative to mention the matter of the crown prince. The ministers in the hall instantly started to argue and argue. The emperor shouted and the hall fell silent instantly.
"I just want to hear your opinions today, not to see you arguing." The emperor, who was sitting on the dragon throne, glanced coldly at the ministers in the hall, put his hand on the dragon throne, and tapped the dragon throne with his index finger.
The chair made a low "dong dong" sound, but it was strangely loud in the quiet lobby.
"Your Majesty, I still think that the second elder brother should be reinstated as the crown prince." Duan Yihong was still the first to stand up.
"Why did Master Duan say this?" the emperor on the dragon throne said.
"I believe that the most important thing to govern a country is to rely on civil rule, and the second elder brother's ability in this aspect is not the most outstanding among the elder brothers."
"Your Majesty!" Si Yijuzhi stepped out of the queue, glared at Duan Yihong, looked up at the Emperor, and bowed, "I believe that governing a country should be governed by both civil and military forces. It will not work without either, and San'a's talent in this aspect must be
My elder brother is the most outstanding. I think the third elder brother should be re-established as the crown prince."
The ministers in the court all had their own opinions. The emperor suddenly stood up from the dragon throne, so the ministers knelt on the ground. He kept fiddling with the jade plate on his thumb and looked at the ministers kneeling on the ground.
, read out the names of several ministers in a deep voice, and the ministers whose names were read came out in sequence and knelt in the center of the hall.
"You guys will follow me to the Jinluan Palace to discuss matters. If the other ministers have nothing to report, they will withdraw from the court."
The news that the emperor summoned several ministers alone spread in the palace. Qi Yu suddenly stood up and asked, "Which ministers did the emperor summon?"
The twelfth elder brother thought for a while and said: "There are Liang Dunxia, Chi Paibang, Shi Hege, Wei Gengyi, Wu Junzhuo, and Wang Haoqiang."
After hearing this, Qi Yu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, "Why did the emperor summon these people? They are only in the third rank. How can they have the qualifications to participate in establishing who will be the crown prince?"
The twelfth elder brother also frowned and asked worriedly, "Is it possible that the emperor knows that we are roping in those ministers behind our backs..."
"Shut up!" Qi Yu interrupted him harshly, with a stagnant expression on his face, and said, "I don't want to hear this from your mouth again. Also, be careful that walls have ears. If others hear it,
Read a copy in front of the Emperor Father, and then you won’t have to cry even if you want to.”
The twelfth elder brother kept silent and looked at Qi Yu. After all, he asked worriedly, "Then what should we do now?"
Qi Yu walked to the window with an expressionless face, remained silent for a long time, and turned around, "Now, we can only wait and see what happens. Send someone to monitor the summoned ministers. If you find anyone who has gone to them, tell me immediately.
.”
The twelfth elder brother nodded firmly, turned and left.
Today's sunshine is not as strong as the previous few days, but it can still keep the cold weather from being too cold. Yanyan is sitting in the yard and studying an ancient book. It seems that the only thing he can do in the palace is study ancient texts.
.
Seeing that she was looking attentively, Qi Feng sneaked around behind her and covered her eyes. Unexpectedly, she said, "Qi Feng, I know it's you, don't make trouble."
Qi Feng sat next to her in despair, "You guessed it right away, isn't it interesting?"
Yan Yan smiled softly and continued to read the ancient book, not bothering to pay attention to him. Seeing this, Qi Feng reached out and snatched the book from her hand, shouting: "Reading in the sun will hurt your eyes."
Just as he was getting excited, the book he was holding was suddenly snatched away. Yan Yan felt a little annoyed. He glared at Qi Feng and reached out to grab it. He said plausibly, "I have good eyes, so I'm not afraid of seeing them badly."
How could Qi Feng give her a chance to read and ignore him? He stood up and raised the book in the air. Yanyan suddenly stepped on the stool to grab it. As a result, his center of gravity became unstable and he fell to the ground.