The atmosphere in the hall was a little solemn, and Li Yuanji didn't dare to breathe. The last time his father was so angry was the Hedong defeat in the second year of Wude. First, he lost Taiyuan, Song Jingang swept Hedong, and there was the rebellion of Dugu Huaien.
At the critical moment, another rebellion broke out in Xia County.
The consequence of my father's rage was that... the entire Xia County was massacred.
Princess Pingyang looked more relaxed and said with a smile: "The great victory in Jingzhou, beheading tens of thousands, such a great achievement...I heard that my father intends to crown Huairen as the heir king after regaining the three states?"
Before Li Yuan could speak, Princess Pingyang continued: "Fortunately, my father did not promise the prince that day, otherwise..."
A prince who is not a prince cannot be crowned. If that is the case, it is really hard to explain... Li Yuan glared at his daughter angrily, "Now it seems that even the heir king cannot be crowned."
As he spoke, Li Yuan pondered in his mind, who had spread such rumors... First of all, it was certain that it must be related to the seizure of the direct descendants, and it was already related to the royal bloodline. This was obviously to make Huairen, the prince, and the King of Qin.
All have gaps.
But who is it... It is difficult for Li Yuan to make a judgment. From a superficial point of view, if Li Shan is recalled to the capital and is idle like Prince Zhao, then Erlang will be the one to benefit.
If Erlang went into battle again, regained the three states, and gained military power... he would have to choose Yi Chu.
Li Yuan thought about it carefully, and it seemed that Erlang did not have such thoughts during this period, and his behavior was such that the entire Tiance Mansion was relatively calm. He should know in his heart that the two prime ministers had to give orders to them.
Make good friends, there is no need for him to be so impatient.
Could it be the East Palace?
If he is the prince, then he has some strategy to test or frame the King of Qin?
Li Yuan also felt that it was impossible. The prince had always been stable and rarely took risks. Moreover, the Tiantai Mountain incident only happened half a year ago... If it were to backfire and he really led the army with Erlang instead of Huairen, the prince would have no chance at all.
While hesitating, Li Yuan glanced at Princess Pingyang, who had a leisurely look on her face, and suddenly realized: "Pingyang, why don't you tell me?"
According to what Sanhu just said, these rumors have spread all over Chang'an. It is impossible for my daughter to have just heard about it, but she suddenly entered the palace today, so she must have gained something.
Princess Pingyang smiled and said: "Father, you should know who hates Huairen the most in the world?"
Before Li Yuan could speak, Li Yuanji on the side blurted out: "Of course it was Yu Gushe, the son of Jieli Khan, who was captured alive twice..."
"Dubu Khan!" Li Yuan interrupted decisively: "Yugushe is dead. Ashina She'er and Huairen fought many times and were defeated several times. In the battle of Yunzhou, Huairen captured him alive.
Those who were killed in the First World War abandoned their helmets and armor and ran north in disgrace."
"That's right." Princess Pingyang nodded and said, "Sichang found out that the rumors spread from Hu merchants in the east and west cities."
Li Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. It's not Da Lang, it's not Erlang. It's okay, it's okay. The next moment, Li Yuan slapped the armrest of the couch hard, "She'er kid, trying to alienate someone like this is simply child's play!"
Li Yuanji was greatly disappointed. He was actually a Turk. He was so happy for nothing!
"But such rumors spread all over Chang'an within five days." Princess Pingyang's expression changed and she said coldly: "Someone must add fuel to the flames!"
As long as it's not the boss and the second boss, it's fine. Li Yuan relaxed on the soft couch and nodded in agreement: "Yes, there must be someone who is adding fuel to the flames... but I haven't heard that Huairen has any enemies."
This sentence refers to the Battle of Tiantai Mountain. Not only Li Yuan, Li Shimin, Li Yuanji and his son, but also a large number of court officials were able to return to Chang'an alive. Such kindness, even if it was a bit dirty before, would laugh it off, just like Duan Zhixuan's
General.
That guy's enemy...how could he not have one?
Not to mention other things, Pei Shiju, who lost his son in his later years, hated him to the core... Princess Pingyang complained in her heart, but she said: "Please ask father to investigate clearly."
Li Yuan hummed, but there was nothing he could do... The Turks were at odds with each other, and rumors were spreading. It was really difficult to find the people who were adding fuel to the flames in the process.
Princess Pingyang had no choice. She entered the palace this time mainly to see her father's attitude towards Li Shan. If her attitude was not firm, she might as well let Li Shan return to the capital to avoid causing trouble later.
Fortunately, her father still trusted Huairen. After thinking about it, Princess Pingyang was still a little worried, "Father, there are rumors in Chang'an now, and Huairen can't feel at ease. It's better to call him back to the capital to replace Su Dingfang, the general of the left prison guard.
Lead."
Calling Li Shan back to the court, but appointing Li Shan's direct descendant Su Dingfang as the head coach, this shows that Li Yuan has no suspicion of Li Shan.
"That's not the case." Li Yuan waved his hand, thought for a while and said, "Give Huairen five horses and five brocade robes."
Princess Pingyang was a little disappointed, but there was nothing she could do.
Two hours later, in the Zhongshu Province, Cui Xin, a member of the Zhongshu Office, sent the written edict to Yang Gongren's case. He chatted for a few words and turned around to leave. Yang Gongren behind him murmured a few words... It should be just rumors.
, otherwise this matter of seizing the direct descendant will cause another disturbance.
Cui Xin, who was full of worries, left the office and went home. As soon as he entered the backyard, his wife dragged him into the house. After hearing a few words, he smiled bitterly and said, "Have you heard about it too?"
"Hmm." Ms. Zhang asked in a low voice, "Is it true or false?"
"False." Cui Xin said bitterly: "Sage Shicai issued an edict and gave Huairen a horse and a brocade robe to prove his doubts."
Madam Zhang was stunned, "That's not what I'm asking about."
"Huh?" Cui Xin was also stunned. Aren't you worried that the emperor and his ministers will be suspicious?
"Mr. Lang doesn't know yet?" Zhang said mysteriously in a low voice, "There are rumors that Huairen is the prince."
Cui Xin's mouth twitched, "Fake."
"Fake?"
Zhang's expression is strange, he seems a little suspicious, and he seems a little excited... Well, if Li Shan is here and has a sharp comment on this expression, this is called gossip!
"But it's very consistent." Zhang, who still doesn't know Li Shan's life experience, said with relish: "They say he was born in Lingnan, but Demou and Zhigui both mentioned it. It seems that Huairen is not familiar with Lingnan.
"The children of the Feng family from Lingnan who came to Beijing also said that they had never heard of Li Huairen from Lingnan."
"Huairen was still young at that time."
"In the fourth year of Wude, there was a famous saying like 'I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors'. Didn't it leave even a few words in Lingnan for so many years?" Mrs. Zhang shook her head, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"
Cui Xin was speechless and could only repeat with a dark face and an emphasis on his tone, "Not a prince!"
"We got engaged at the beginning of last year. The column for fathers and ancestors in the marriage certificate was empty. You said it's not a problem..." Mrs. Zhang snorted, "Is it possible that you know the inside story?"
"Well, I do know the inside story..."
"Then who is his biological father and who are his ancestors?"
"Well..." Cui Xin rubbed his eyebrows hard, his face twisting into a twist, "But he is really not a prince, nor a descendant of the clan."