King Ji was indeed very happy. He summoned his close ministers for several days to discuss with them the matter of participating in the performance.
He had tried his best to stop Yu Wenhao before, but he didn't expect Concubine Xian to help him a lot.
He also asked Chu Mingyang to go back to the Chu family to inquire and see what Chu Shoufu had to say. He was always on guard that the Supreme Emperor and Chu Shoufu would try their best to speak out for Yu Wenhao.
He must know the strategy as early as possible so that he can prescribe the right medicine.
Chu Mingyang had been very cold towards him these days, but after hearing about this incident, he felt that he had hope of becoming a prince, so he quickly returned to his parents' house and started working as a spy.
King Ji did not hesitate to ask for help from Princess Ji, whose connections were always in her hands. Although she occasionally helped him these days, it was obvious that she was not doing her best.
After hearing this, Princess Ji spoke passionately, expressionless, "Huh? What happens next? What happens after you participate in the performance? What happens after you pull Yu Wenhao down?"
"Then I will have a chance to become the crown prince." Prince Ji looked at her and really couldn't bear to see her expression that was neither salty nor bland, as if he was demanding everything from her now.
"Do you have a chance, or does the fourth child have a chance? Or does the seventh child have a chance?" Princess Ji asked him mercilessly.
"The ambition of the fourth child has long been seen through by the father. What chance does he have? Killing a female staff member in his palace is the father's example of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. As for the seventh child..." King Ji sighed, raised his robe, sat down and said fiercely:
"It's just that he was reincarnated into the queen's belly. If this king could have had this fate, he would have been the prince long ago. He is useless. How could my father let him be the prince? He also had a chance.
, the legitimate son, who has the Chu family behind him, and married a girl from the Yuan family as a concubine, it's a pity that he is such a waste and doesn't know how to cherish it. Now he is trying to draw water from a bamboo basket, and he can only watch the opportunity disappear. "
Princess Ji embroidered slowly, "Yes, Prince An has no chance, Prince Qi has no chance, but the prince has a chance?"
"Why don't I have a chance? In the eyes of my father, I have changed my mind and started a new life. After all, I am the eldest son of the emperor. Why don't I have a chance? Besides me, does my father have other candidates? Lao Liu
?Lao Ba Lao Jiu or the newly born Xiao Lao Ten?" King Ji snorted.
Princess Ji sighed in her heart and was unwilling to point it out. She only said: "I advise the prince to be more cautious first. If the father has no intention of deposing the prince, your work will not only be in vain, but also make the father angry."
King Ji slapped the table and said angrily: "How can you assassinate the Queen Mother without dethroning the Crown Prince? The Crown Prince cannot have such a rebellious mother. After all, you are not willing to help me, are you?"
Princess Ji put down the embroidery in her hand and raised her head to look at his anxious and angry face, "Of course I am willing to help the prince, as a couple, if you become the prince, I can also be the princess, isn't it great?
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"Then just move around and look for your people!" King Ji said angrily.
Princess Ji hummed and called the maid to come in, "Change, I have to go out."
King Ji was relieved and left happily.
Princess Ji looked at his back and said calmly: "Talk like farting, without thinking."
After changing clothes, I asked someone to bring some gifts. The carriage walked around outside and then went straight to the Prince of Chu's Mansion.
There was a heavy snowfall on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. The temperature has been very low these days and the snow has not melted. The entire Prince of Chu's Mansion is covered in silver and looks very beautiful.
The children and Snow Wolf were walking the Fourth Master in the yard. The Fourth Master had some ropes tied to his body, and he sat on the skateboard and let the Snow Wolf drag him along, laughing heartily and loudly.
The children recognized Princess Ji and ran over to call her aunt. Princess Ji's robe hung down to the floor. She walked over with a smile, grabbed a handful of candied fruits and put them into the children's hands, "Let's play!"
The children bowed and thanked them together, and came running up and down. Baozi threw a piece of candied fruit at the fourth master. The fourth master jumped up and bit it in his mouth. The snow wolf came over to grab it. He kept running and bumped into a tree and dropped a piece.
A rain of snowflakes.
Princess Ji smiled, this Chu Prince's Mansion was full of life, and she liked coming here more and more.
Someone informed her and led her to the main hall.
After a while, Yuan Qingling came out carrying a small hand-warmer. She was also dressed very tightly and thickly, and was wrapped up like a big stupid bear.
Princess Ji then smiled and said: "I got some new pieces of fine leather. I'll give them to you. Your Majesty, Princess, don't you think it's shabby to be dressed like this?"
Yuan Qingling glanced at her lightly, bowed to her, and invited her in, "Come on, I'm not lucky enough to accept your leather, so what's so shabby about wearing it like this? Ordinary people want to make a better coat.
I can’t afford it, but my fabric is not bad.”
"No matter how good it is, it can't be as warm as the fur." Princess Ji sat down and felt very cold, "Why is there no charcoal burning in the main hall? Has no one come here all day?"
"It's good that the house is deserted, it's quiet." Yuan Qing Ling smiled. After the news that Concubine Xian assassinated the Queen Mother spread, who would come to pay New Year's greetings? Some of them are red-topped and white-headed, but many of them don't want to get into trouble.
, after all, who wants to mess with these things during the Chinese New Year?
Princess Ji smiled and said, "Yes, I am happy and peaceful."
Yuan Qing raised her eyes and asked, "Why are you here?"
Princess Ji lazily leaned back on the chair and looked at her with raised eyebrows, "My residence is very lively, but it's meaningless. I thought I might as well come over and talk to you."
Yuan Qingling knew her purpose of coming and said bluntly: "No need to comfort me, I am fine, and so is Lao Wu."
Princess Ji smiled slowly, "I know you are very nice, and I'm not here to comfort you. I just want to talk to you. To be honest, I don't have anywhere to go. Apart from going back to my parents' house, I don't want to participate in other social activities. Maybe
As you get older, you won’t be tired of life anymore.”
Yuan Qingling asked someone to order some melon and fruit preserves, and Princess Ji said: "No need, I brought a lot myself, and I just grabbed a handful for the children. They were having fun watching it in the snow.
They feel that there is hope in life."
"Yes, looking at them, I really feel that there is hope in life." Yuan Qing Lingshen agreed. If life had not reached this moment, many of the insights could only be expressed on paper.
Only after experiencing it one by one can you realize that it is a good word.
"How is Prince Ji?" Yuan Qingling asked, not deliberately trying to pry, but just asking casually.
"Okay, I'm very happy." Princess Ji smiled, very sarcastically, "I thought this was a great opportunity, so I tried to win over the people from the past."
"Indeed." Yuan Qingling also guessed that King Ji, who worked tirelessly for it, would firmly seize every opportunity to reach the top.
Seeing that she couldn't live anymore, Princess Ji said: "Okay, don't be so arrogant all the time. The palace will naturally have ways to deal with it. It is a serious matter to dethrone the prince. Unless it happens, my father will not do this."
Do."
Yuan Qingling shook her head. She had lost some weight in the past few days and her eyes looked big. "I'm not worried about this at all. Power and position are all external things and not worth worrying about. I'm just worried about Lao Wu's mood. He has been there recently.
It’s as if nothing happened these past few days. I’m reading military books in the study, occasionally drinking tea and chatting with Calm Yan Gusi and the others, and I don’t even have a drop of wine.”
She paused and said, "Last night, I saw him copying Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra in his study."