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Chapter 310: The Exiled Prince (2)

ps: In view of the fact that some book friends are wondering about the ownership of "Sanchuan County", hereby explain: Sanchuan County is the territory of Wei State, but Sanchuan is an extremely vast land. Wei State's Sanchuan County only occupies a part of the Sanchuan land.

A small part, just like the two lands of Fengdang and Yingshui, not all is in the hands of Wei.

PS: My father-in-law came the day before yesterday and stayed for two days. Phew...it was really stressful.

"King of Nanliang? My father issued an edict to recall the King of Nanliang?"

When he learned the news from Chui Gong Hall from Zongwei Gao Kuo, Zhao Hongrun was really confused.

You know, he was just curious about how his father would deal with the incident in Longxi, whether he would stand aside or provide support. Therefore, he asked Gao Kuo and others to pay attention to the news in Chui Gong Hall.

Unexpectedly, news came out of Chui Gong Hall that had nothing to do with the Longxi incident.

"Have Uncle Six ever heard of King Nanliang?"

Zhao Hongrun turned around and asked Zhao Yuanli, the sixth uncle of the king, in confusion. After all, the title of King of Nanliang was really unfamiliar to him and he had no impression of it.

But when he turned around, he found that Zhao Yuanli was thinking about something and seemed a little absent-minded.

"Sixth Uncle? Sixth Uncle?"

"Ah?" Zhao Yuanli, who was awakened by Zhao Hongrun, looked as if he was waking up from a dream. It wasn't until Zhao Hongrun repeated the question that he corrected him with a faint smile: "The King of Nanliang is not a branch of the family.

That's your third uncle."

"Third uncle?" Zhao Hongrun showed a strange expression when he heard this.

"Hmm." Zhao Yuanli nodded and said seriously: "Zhao Yuanzuo, the King of Nanliang...that is an incredible person."

"I've never heard of it..." Zhao Hongrun frowned. Although he thought hard and tried to search for the deeds of the third uncle in his memory, the strange thing was that there were things about the third uncle in his memory, as if they were blank sheets of paper.

One piece.

Looking at Zhao Hongrun's weird expression, Zhao Yuanli shook his head and explained with some emotion: "You haven't heard of it, so you're not surprised. In fact, before you were born, your third uncle was already

It has been seventeen years since I was exiled to a barren land on the border... You are only fifteen this year, how would you know?"

"Exile?" Zhao Hongrun caught the word keenly and looked at the Sixth Uncle in front of him with confusion.

Zhao Yuanli thought for a while and explained vaguely and cryptically: "Your third uncle used to be on your uncle's side...Sixth uncle said this, do you understand?"

"Oh..." Zhao Hongrun suddenly realized.

Obviously, Zhao Hongrun's uncle must have been the opponent who once competed with his father for the throne. And with his father ascending to the throne, the fate of Zhao Hongrun and his uncle's team can be imagined.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hongrun suddenly had a question in his heart and asked curiously: "Is uncle still alive?"

"..." Zhao Yuanli glanced at him with a half-smile.

Then, Zhao Hongrun understood.

He actually wanted to ask how many of his uncles from his father's generation were left after the struggle for the throne. After all, matters in this area were strictly controlled both inside and outside the palace, and the government and the public were very strict, so much so that Zhao Hongrun was still

He doesn't even know how many brothers his father has.

In fact, if the uncle Liu Wang in front of him hadn't spoken, he wouldn't even know that his father was the fourth among his brothers.

Maybe these things are all taboos within the royal family. I believe no one would dare to talk about them wantonly, which would make Emperor Wei feel unhappy.

After all, fighting for the throne led to brotherly feuding. Although it is a tradition of the royal family, it is not a glorious thing after all.

"But Sixth Uncle, why did the emperor call Third Uncle back to Daliang at this time? Is it possible that he can solve the problem in Longxi?" Zhao Hongrun asked curiously.

"Uncle Liu doesn't know whether Yuan Zuo can solve the problem in Longxi, but..."

"But what?"

Under Zhao Hongrun's puzzled gaze, Zhao Yuanli showed a somewhat complicated expression on his face, and then he put on a playful smile. He said with a half-smile: "I didn't expect that the emperor actually recalled this person to Daliang... It seems that Longxi

The trip will probably be left to my third brother."

A trip to Longxi?

Of course, Zhao Hongrun knew how dangerous it was to go to Longxi to support the Ji Wei family. If nothing else happened, he would negotiate with at least three foreign ethnic groups in the northwest, the Yinrong, the Qin people, and the Qiang people. If he could not persuade the other party through diplomatic means, he would definitely

War breaks out.

It is no joke for a lone army to go deep into the territory controlled by the opponent and start a war with the local master.

However, Zhao Hongrun looked at the look on his sixth uncle Zhao Yuanli's face, as if the third uncle was capable enough to handle this matter, which even he found difficult.

Perhaps noticing Zhao Hongrun's strange expression, Zhao Yuanli chuckled and said jokingly: "Hongrun, have you ever felt that an uncle of the same generation as Liu Shu was so unbearable? So much so that when the Chu State came to attack, no one in the court was in charge.

Big picture?”

Zhao Hongrun looked at Zhao Yuanli in confusion and said doubtfully: "Uncle Six, please don't frame me falsely. I have never thought of it that way."

"Whether you have thought about it or not..." Zhao Yuanli reached out and rubbed Zhao Hongrun's hair, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "In fact, if your third uncle was in the court at that time, I'm afraid it wouldn't be your turn to fight off Chu.

Army, let’s promote King Su’s reputation.”

"Huh?" Zhao Hongrun looked stunned and asked in surprise: "Is it very powerful, that third uncle?

"Awesome?" Zhao Yuanli's eyes flashed and he murmured: "That is what your father is most afraid of..."

Father? Afraid?

Zhao Hongrun simply couldn't accept it. He thought to himself: It seems that his father, who is so old and cunning, actually has people who are so afraid of him that he keeps secrets?

Zhao Yuanzuo, King of Southern Liang...

Zhao Hongrun recited this name silently in his heart and kept it in his heart.

"Sixth Uncle, my Third Uncle, is he not the most outstanding among your brothers? Just like the Sixth Emperor brother of my generation?"

Zhao Yuanli smiled slightly when he heard this, shook his head and said: "That's not true, there is still one person who can compete with your third uncle... It is his strong support that allows your father to ascend to the throne of my great king of Wei."

"Who is it?" Zhao Hongrun asked curiously with wide eyes.

"Your fifth uncle."

"Uncle Five?"

Zhao Hongrun tilted his head, and the expression on his face became even weirder.

Because when he mentioned his fifth uncle, a man with a pale face and thin face, who was always coughing violently, appeared in his memory.

That was Zhao Hongrun's fifth uncle, Zhao Yuanji, an uncle who was extremely weak as if he had tuberculosis.

"Uncle Wu? No way? I remember that Uncle Wu has always been in poor health..."

If Zhao Hongrun remembered correctly, where should this fifth uncle be recuperating? He was lucky enough to see him in Daliang only after several years.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanli laughed and shook his head. He said seriously: "Your fifth uncle injured his lungs with an arrow during the battle with the third uncle's army. Otherwise, how could he look like what you saw?"

Having said this, he ruffled Zhao Hongrun's hair again and said jokingly: "Don't underestimate your uncles in the Sixth Uncle generation... You brats are far behind compared to your uncles!"

Real or fake?

Zhao Hongrun looked at Zhao Yuanli suspiciously, and then said in confusion: "Speaking of which, since the sixth uncle is here, why should this matter be left to the third uncle?"

"Huh?" Zhao Yuanli probably didn't expect Zhao Hongrun to say such a thing, so he asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"The news about Longxi was sent back to Daliang by Uncle Six. Furthermore, Uncle Six is ​​more familiar with the situation in Longxi, Qinling, Sanchuan and other places. Why would my father choose the distance instead of the near?"

"You kid!" Zhao Yuanli pressed Zhao Hongrun's head with his palm and said angrily: "I just returned to Daliang, your sixth uncle, and you haven't had a good rest yet. Are you eager to drive him away?"

"What did I mean..." Zhao Hongrun quickly explained.

In fact, Zhao Yuanli was just joking with Zhao Hongrun. Before he could finish his explanation, he smiled and said: "You also know the character of Uncle Liu. For such a big matter, whether it is your father or the ministers in the court,

, even after thinking about it, I don’t feel confident leaving it to Uncle Six?”

"That's because they don't understand Sixth Uncle's talent." Zhao Hongrun said with some dissatisfaction when he heard this: "I have had a feeling for a long time that if Sixth Uncle is serious, he will be much more powerful than my father and second uncle."

"..." Zhao Yuanli was stunned when he heard this. He stared at Zhao Hongrun for a moment, then rubbed his head and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, it's not in vain that Uncle Liu loved you so much in the past."

Listening to the perfunctory tone, Zhao Hongrun shouted angrily: "I'm not kidding!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhao Yuanli nodded repeatedly, then patted Zhao Hongrun on the back and said, "Quick, while your father is currently troubled by this matter and has no time to take care of your affairs. Hurry up to Chui Gong Hall and bow your head to your father.

Apologize."

"Do you really want to go?" Zhao Hongrun shouted reluctantly.

"Didn't Uncle Six teach you since you were a child? A little impatience will ruin a big plan. In order to achieve your goals, sometimes you have to learn to endure... Don't think that your father is so important to you now that you are unscrupulous. In fact, you are arrogant because of his favor.

People often don't end well." Looking at Zhao Hongrun, Zhao Yuan

Yu Zhenzhen taught: "Remember, only the king has the qualification to be willful. This willfulness is reflected in that when he is happy, he will play with you; and when he is unhappy, he will turn over the table

...You don’t have the qualifications and strength to glare at your father, do you understand?”

"..." Zhao Hongrun looked deeply at the Sixth Uncle in front of him and nodded slowly.

"Go!... A man can bend and stretch, let alone just bowing his head to his own father, there is nothing awkward about it."

"……Um!"

Nodding, Zhao Hongrun turned and walked outside the house.

Looking at his leaving figure, Zhao Yuanli shook his head with a smile, and soon, a somewhat unpredictable look appeared on his face.

"Are you serious...? Humph!"

With a faint smile, he hummed, shook his head, turned around and walked towards the Xiyuan of the mansion.

At the same time, Zhao Hongrun led several clan guards to the palace.

Just as Liu Wangshu Zhao Yuanli had guessed, Emperor Wei, who was troubled by the Longxi incident, was really not thinking about Zhao Hongrun and Miss Su at this time.

Therefore, he was very surprised when Zhao Hongrun took the initiative to bow his head and admit his mistake. He comforted his son with kind words, as if he had already forgotten the quarrel with his son yesterday.

Even when Zhao Hongrun said that everything was up to his father, Emperor Wei in turn comforted him and hinted to his son in a subtle way, saying that he was just worried that Miss Su would affect Zhao Hongrun's judgment. If Zhao Hongrun could control it on his own,

He can turn a blind eye to it.

As for the selection of Princess Su, Emperor Wei also admitted frankly that he would let Zhao Hongrun slowly choose among the famous families in Daliang and even the whole country, and there was no rush.

I have to say that this was a disguised concession by Emperor Wei.

This made the huge stone hanging in Zhao Hongrun's heart finally fall to the ground.

It seems that everything around me has returned to its original state, without any changes. (To be continued.)


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