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Chapter 279

Chapter 279 Everyone has his own plans

"On the contrary, if you are really enfeoffed, you will be a veritable vassal king."

"It is much more difficult for a vassal prince to become an emperor than for a prince with no real power to become an emperor."

"The major vassals of the Qin Dynasty are all uncles of you and the crown prince. Their elites have been ambitious for a long time. They have financial power, military power, and political power. What they lack is a great righteousness."

"And this great righteousness belongs to the prince now, but if the prince falls in the future, it will also belong to you. If you go to another place to become a vassal king and take the initiative to lose your great righteousness, what will you do with those powerful and ambitious uncles at that time?

Fight?"

After Zhao Qinglan finished speaking, Li Yinhu showed a look of astonishment on his face, and he bowed deeply and said: "What the Queen Mother said is true, and the sons and ministers are enlightened. There is no doubt that from now on, the sons and ministers will only obey the orders of the Queen Mother.

Nothing more."

Zhao Qinglan took a deep look at Li Yinhu and said slowly: "It's a good thing that you have such filial piety. Do you know what to do next?"

Li Yinhu thought for a moment and said, "Please give me some advice from my mother."

Zhao Qinglan frowned slightly, but still said patiently: "Go to your father's bed to thank him. Regardless of whether he hears it or not, this is what you have to do. Do it for the world to see. Don't go to the East Palace.

Then you will be the king in a low-key manner. After the palace is built, you can move there, thank guests behind closed doors, and don’t create any complications. At this time, everyone’s eyes are on you. The lower-key you are, the better.”

"My son understands." Li Yinhu said.

"okay."

Zhao Qinglan said lazily: "I am also tired, please step back."

"My son, please retire."

Li Yinhu came out of Fengxi Palace respectfully.

Turning around, he saw the palace maid coming to serve Zhao Qinglan.

"This slave has met King Zhao."

The palace maid had a very sweet mouth and said after Yingying bowed.

Nodding with a smile on his face, Li Yinhu said warmly: "Haosheng is serving the queen, I...I saw that she was a little tired today, so I need to ask the imperial kitchen to make some exquisite meals to keep her healthy. The former king of Japan got some good food.

The cordyceps will be sent to you later, and you can stew them yourself for the queen mother."

The palace maid smiled and said: "King Zhao is really filial. I know this, so I thank you."

"My mother is very concerned about my king's affairs. I am useless, but I still have a filial piety."

After saying this, Li Yinhu turned around and left.

Along the way, no matter who I met, I would respond to each other's greetings with a smile.

As he came and went, word spread in the palace that King Zhao was gentle, righteous and filial.

Li Yinhu returned all the way to his palace and immediately locked himself in the study.

There is a birdcage hanging in the study room, and in the birdcage a colorful parrot is flapping.

"The prince is back, the prince is back."

The parrot making human sounds from its mouth has obviously been carefully trained.

Li Yinhu stood in front of the parrot with an expressionless face. At this moment, he could finally reveal the true side of his heart.

Li Yinhu raised his hand and pecked out the flapping parrot from the cage. Li Yinhu murmured: "You are very noisy... They are laughing at me, you flat-haired beast are also laughing at me?"

"Why staying in Beijing is an opportunity, and why not giving up the land may be a good thing. To put it bluntly, aren't you just jealous of me and on guard against me, afraid that I am too powerful and difficult to control?"

"Everyone says it nicely, how much cleaner are you yourselves than the prince!?"

Li Yinhu, whose expression became more and more ferocious, grasped the palm of his hand, and the struggling parrot was crushed into a puddle of minced meat...


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