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Chapter 22: Retreat

As the biological mother of Zhao Hongzhao, the Sixth Emperor's brother, Wu Guifei's rhetoric seems to be more effective than those of the concubines, even though those concubines are also the biological mothers of certain princesses or princes.

By now, the Emperor of Wei had gradually started to feel a bit of a headache.

To be honest, if a single concubine complains about the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun, the Emperor of Wei can completely turn a deaf ear. At worst, he will not go to that concubine's palace in the past few days. But the problem is that when most of the concubines in the palace start to

When he complained to the emperor about the misdeeds of the traitor, it gave the emperor of Wei a little headache.

Even if it was to keep his ears clean, he couldn't sleep in the Chui Gong Hall, right?

"That traitor... has a really vicious heart!"

In the Chui Gong Hall, the Emperor of Wei couldn't help but said angrily in front of the three ministers.

"Vicious...?"

The three Zhongshu ministers looked at each other, a little bit dumbfounded.

Except for the first victim, Chen Shuai, who brought it upon herself, the other concubines were innocently implicated, and the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun came to the house one by one to argue. They felt that this incident was quite strange at first.

Now when they heard what the emperor said, they suddenly understood.

"The father directly cut off his son's source of money, which is a plan that can be said to be a drain on the bottom of the pot; and the son directly instigated a group of women who are close to me, disturbing his ears, and this plan is also a plan that can sink the boat.

…When you compare it, it’s really hard to decide which one is higher and which one is lower.”

Anyway, the matter was none of their own. The three secretaries felt a little secretly happy because no prince had ever used this method to harass his father. It was simply "crazy".

"What do you think I should do?"

The Emperor of Wei seemed a little worried, because if he continued like this, he might not be able to be pure every night in the future.

Is it possible that he really slept in Chui Gong Hall?

Although Concubine Shen Shu's Ningxiang Palace will always be a good place, the problem is that Concubine Shen Shu's physical condition is not enough to cope with sexual intercourse. She can't just chat for a while every night with the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun, and then everyone goes to sleep, right?

The emperor also has physiological needs!

"How about calling His Highness the Eighth Prince and reprimanding him?" Lin Yuyang suppressed a smile, as if he was making suggestions for the emperor.

But in fact, his words were just to test the emperor's mood at the moment and his attitude towards the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun.

"That's inappropriate." The emperor shook his head and said angrily: "Calling him here to reprimand him at this time doesn't mean that I have lost?... It's a shame that the traitor is really clean in his work. He used Chen Shuai's name to call me.

There is nothing we can do to catch him, otherwise, for his bad behavior, he will be locked up in the sect's mansion to think about his mistakes."

"What about Concubine Wu Gui?"

Lin Yuyang still finds it difficult to understand why even the sixth prince Zhao Hongzhao's biological mother would accuse the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun. Logically speaking, this noble concubine is almost as good as the queen in terms of status, and the eighth prince should not be stupid enough to offend her.

"Wugui's attitude..."

Recalling Wu Guifei's attitude, the Emperor of Wei actually felt a little strange, because Wu Guifei just kept saying, "Even if Chen Shu'ai had any fault, the Sixth Prince should not have committed the same crime and smashed Youzhi Palace."

This seems to be blaming Zhao Hongrun, but the problem is that the incident has ended, and the emperor has decided not to blame the two, and the big things have been reduced to trivial matters. At this time, Wu Guifei brought up the old things again. Although the emperor was not happy to hear it, she still

There is no way to catch Zhao Hongrun.

"Is it my imagination? I always feel that Concubine Wu wanted to make me upset and leave last night... I guess not?"

The Emperor of Wei murmured in his heart.

Looking at his worried look, Tong Xian, the eunuch next to him, actually wanted to remind him: Yesterday, the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun went to Yafeng Pavilion to visit the sixth prince Zhao Hongzhao, but that night, the sixth prince Zhao Hongzhao's biological mother began to complain.

Prince.

If there was no hidden secret in this, Tong Xian would not believe it until his death.

But even so, Tong Xian still chose to remain silent. Because during his contact with the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun, he realized that he was a very independent and scheming prince who was stubborn and would never give up until he achieved his goal.

If the goal cannot be achieved, I believe that the eighth prince will never give up. Even if this matter is settled, other things may happen.

Rather than doing this, it would be better to make him get his wish as soon as possible so that peace can be restored in the palace.

Thinking of this, Tong Xian boldly interjected for the first time: "Your Majesty, why not just accept His Highness's request?"

"What?" The emperor was a little surprised that Tong Xian would speak rashly at this time. He snorted coldly and said, "Do you think I lost?"

"I don't dare. I just think that His Highness the Eighth Prince has a stubborn temperament and never compromises. Yesterday he deliberately offended Concubine Wu, and tomorrow he will deliberately anger the Queen. By then, I am afraid that the palace will really be messed up by him...

"

"How dare he!" Emperor Wei shouted angrily.

"But what if His Highness really did that?" Tong Xian said bravely: "That day at Chen Shuai's Youzhi Palace, His Highness the Eighth Prince said in front of everyone in the palace..."

"What did the traitor say?"

"His Highness said that according to our ancestral system of the Wei Dynasty, as long as Your Highness does not commit the unpardonable crime of treason and rebellion, no matter what else you do, the worst outcome is to be ordered to be detained by the Zongfu... Even if the emperor does not like His Highness and demotes His Highness

Although he is a commoner, His Highness can still be a wealthy man. The people of the clan will not sit back and watch people of the Ji family's Zhao bloodline live on the streets and starve to death in a foreign land. Even if His Highness dies in the end, the clan will still send people

Take away His Highness’s remains and bury them in the imperial mausoleum… His Highness’s body is filled with the blood of the great Wei Ji clan’s Zhao surname!”

"..." The emperor was silent.

If he had not been familiar with this son's temper in the past, the emperor would have been angry, annoyed that this son was arrogant because he was of the blood of the great Wei concubine Zhao. But now, after clearly understanding Zhao Hongrun's temper, the emperor felt that these words were not

This means that the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun is acting unscrupulously because of his Ji Zhao bloodline, which means that he does not care about the gains and losses of everything he currently has, and does not care at all whether he can gain the respect of his father, nor does he care about who owns the throne.

"A rich man...perhaps this is what the traitor desires."

The Emperor of Wei sighed with emotion.

Who would have thought that the two princes with the most outstanding talking skills among the princes, the sixth prince Zhao Hongzhao and the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun, were not interested in the ownership of the throne at all.

"From this point of view, it doesn't matter that he has offended the queen, and it doesn't matter that I will hate him because of this..."

The emperor felt an inexplicable sense of loss. He wanted to get closer to Zhao Hongrun, a son with whom he had little contact in the past. Unfortunately, the cultivation of this kind of family relationship did not seem to happen overnight. At the moment, Zhao Hongrun did not seem to care about his son.

Father's feelings.

As a father, this is really frustrating.

At this time, Yu Ziqi timely advised: "Your Majesty, the so-called teaching in accordance with aptitude and taking advantage of the situation can make it successful. Although Your Majesty is worried about the growth of the Eighth Prince, but after such a long time, in the opinion of Weichen, it may not enhance the relationship between father and son.

On the contrary, it will make His Highness the Eighth Prince feel resentful..."

"Master Yu, what you said is wrong." Lin Yuyang retorted: "Although His Highness is extremely intelligent, it is true that he has a naughty temperament. If he does not discipline him but indulges himself, I am afraid that I, the Wei Dynasty, will miss a jade pillar that supports the sky!"

"If the teaching is not good, it is better not to teach."

"How do you know that your teaching is not good?"

"Is Master Lin confident that he can teach His Highness the Eighth Prince?"

"I... I think I am not as smart as Your Highness, but after living for decades in vain, there are some merits."

"Hey!"

Seeing the two ministers arguing endlessly, the emperor became more and more upset.

To be honest, he didn't want to let Zhao Hongrun leave the cabinet, not because he wanted to discipline him, but because the Emperor of Wei became more and more fond of this agile prince.

He knew very well that once Zhao Hongrun was released from the palace, this kid would definitely travel all over the country, and it would be very difficult to see him again.

Just when the emperor was distressed, the eunuch Tong Xian suddenly said cautiously: "Your Majesty, there is something that I still don't understand..."

"What's the matter?" The emperor was bored and in a bad mood.

Tong Xian smiled coquettishly and said cautiously: "I have always felt strange. Since His Majesty is just reluctant to let His Highness the Eighth Prince move out of the palace, why don't you give His Highness the palace gate pass? The old slave thinks that His Highness the Eighth Prince is just

He only hopes to take a look outside the palace and stroll around. If His Majesty gives him a token, even if His Majesty is ordered to return to the palace before dusk every day, I believe His Majesty the Eighth Prince will not have any complaints, right?"

"..."

The words of the great eunuch Tong Xian made the entire Chui Gong Hall become silent.

Lin Yuyang, the left prime minister of Zhongshu, and Yu Ziqi, the right prime minister of Zhongshu, looked at each other in astonishment. They were speechless and did not continue the debate. Zhongshu Ling He Xiangxu's slightly squinted eyes suddenly widened.

As for the Emperor of the Wei Dynasty, Zhao Yuancai, he had already stared at Tong Xian with his eyes wide open, looking at Tong Xian with a strange expression, and hesitated several times.

"Ah...my imperial garden, my fish pond, my golden-scaled tail, my purple bamboo, my tear bamboo, and my internal treasury expenses for restoring the front hall of Youzhi Palace..."

The Emperor Wei suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest.

The emperor suddenly felt that if Tong Xian had made this suggestion at that time, those ornaments that he regarded as rare treasures would not have been ruined by his naughty son, and Zhao Hongrun would not have come to his Chui Gong Hall to cause trouble in the future, or even instigated the palace leaders.

Some of the concubines disturbed his peace of mind.

"Tong Xian."

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

"I have something to say, please listen. In the future, if you have any good suggestions..." At this point, the Emperor of Wei suddenly slapped the dragon case and growled in a low voice: "Say it earlier...

—!!”

In the Chui Gong Hall, the emperor of Wei heard an angry roar.

On that day, the Emperor of Wei issued an oral edict, once again sternly rejecting the Eighth Prince Zhao Hongrun's request to "leave the cabinet", but gave him a pass to the palace, allowing him to leave the palace and the city, on the condition that he must return before dusk every day.

Royal Palace.

The second battle of the father-son war, the son wins!

tentatively.


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