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In the side hall, there was dead silence.
Zhao Hongrun was drinking and eating food with a calm expression, while Zhao Wenshen, the King of Chengling, who was sitting opposite him, was staring at the former with a layer of tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.
After about a cup of tea, King Chengling took a long breath, looked at Zhao Hongrun and said seriously: "Your Highness, King Su, I forgive you for not being able to accept this."
After saying this, it could be seen that King Chengling couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After all, he had witnessed with his own eyes how powerful and domineering the sixteen-year-old King Su was in situations that did not suit his wishes.
But to King Chengling's surprise, Zhao Hongrun did not get angry after hearing his refusal. Instead, he put down the chopsticks in his hands, looked at him, and said kindly: "Uncle, I still remember when I was in the clan mansion."
, what you said to me, I feel that my uncle is a calm and not impulsive person... Can you tell me frankly why my uncle refused?"
King Chengling was slightly surprised. He did not expect that Zhao Hongrun was not angry after being rejected by him, but calmly asked the reason.
"This kid... is a completely different person compared to when he was in the clan mansion."
With many suspicions about Zhao Hongrun, King Chengling thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness King Su, you have extraordinary intelligence. You have made many contributions to our Wei Dynasty at a young age, and your military exploits are also outstanding. Thank you for respecting our clan.
Uncle, I trust you greatly... King Su, although my uncle is not necessarily a clan elder, he has been eating rice for forty years. There are some things that I can see clearly."
"Listen to your advice." Zhao Hongrun said with a smile.
King Chengling looked deeply at Zhao Hongrun, and after a slight hesitation, he said seriously: "Years ago, His Highness Prince Su pacified Sanchuan, but he secretly asked Zhu Hai to instruct the Chenggao army to block Chenggao Pass and reject the royal family and the public family in the country.
, the caravans controlled by the nobles, and the merchants who supported the common people, many people even lost their lives during this period... I don’t know why His Highness Prince Su favored those civilian merchants, but I think you, His Highness Prince Su, also know this, and this is unreasonable.
So, His Highness Prince Su used the excuse that things were busy in Sanchuan and delayed his return to Daliang from September to the end of December... Why? Because Prince Su was rude and didn't want to confront us face to face, right?"
"Hmm." Zhao Hongrun smiled faintly: "Go on."
"...It's not just me, Uncle Shan. In fact, many people have noticed that Your Highness, Prince Su, is quite guilty in this matter." After a pause, Prince Chengling glanced at Zhao Hongrun's face.
With a look on his face, he continued: "The caravan under my command is far away from Chenggao Pass, and we are beyond our reach, but we, there is no trouble these days, right? Since His Majesty told us that His Highness will return to Daliang before the year, then,
Uncle Clan and others are just waiting for King Su to return to Daliang...because we are only doing this for the benefit of Sanchuan and do not really want to be enemies with His Highness King Su."
"Ha." Zhao Hongrun curled his lips when he heard this and said with a smile: "Uncle Clan persuaded the clan government to put pressure on this king. Is this a sign of goodwill?"
After hearing this, King Chengling shook his head and said: "We gave His Highness a chance...Uncle Clan, I, and the other three people have all sent invitations to Your Highness, King Su, whenever His Highness comes to the palace."
, we can negotiate with any one of the four of us. However, His Highness said nothing... Even if His Highness only returned to Daliang on the last two days of the year before, during the whole three days of Yuan Day, His Highness remained indifferent, even if
Are you sending someone to tell me to wait and make a date to discuss the matter? No."
"..." Zhao Hongrun took a deep look at Prince Chengling and poured himself a drink.
"At that time, the four of us confirmed that His Highness would not take the initiative to discuss with us... Therefore, we had no choice but to ask the Zongfu to come forward." At this point, King Chengling showed a strange look on his face, half-smiling but not smiling.
Said: "However, I never thought that His Highness would be so...such, hahaha."
After laughing twice with full meaning, King Chengling spoke again: "Now that His Highness has completely offended the Zongfu, there is no doubt that the Zongfu will definitely support us in order to suppress His Highness's arrogance. Your Highness has no chance of winning.
.......In this case, I am very curious, Uncle Clan, where did Your Highness get the confidence to think that I would switch sides and stand by Your Highness to avenge the kindness of the clan? If I am not wrong, if His Highness is allowed to fight.
If the clan is destroyed, then we will be the next ones to suffer, right?"
Listening to King Chengling's calm analysis, Zhao Hongrun clapped his hands gently and said in approval: "I was right, my uncle is not an ignorant person."
"Is this considered a compliment?" Prince Chengling frowned.
However, when he recalled that Zhao Hongrun had insulted his great uncle and third uncle in person, he still accepted it, nodded and said, "I think this is a compliment."
"It's a compliment." Zhao Hongrun affirmed, then picked up the jug and poured a cup of wine for both parties. During this period, he said to King Chengling: "Uncle Wang, does he feel that this king has no chance of winning in this matter?
"
"Does this need to be said?"
Prince Chengling held the wine bottle and looked at Zhao Hongrun with strange eyes.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Hongrun shook his head and said sternly: "In fact, uncle, I have a plan that can make all the royal families, public families, and nobles in Wei Dynasty suddenly separate fathers and sons, turn brothers against each other, and tear each family into pieces.
...Do you believe it?"
The expression on Prince Chengling's face became even weirder, and he frowned at Zhao Hongrun.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun smiled and said: "It seems that the clan uncle doesn't believe it, so it's okay, it's just for a moment... Please borrow the king's pen and paper from the clan uncle."
King Chengling was doubtful about the letter, so he immediately summoned a person from the palace and ordered him to bring paper, pen, ink and inkstone and hand them over to Zhao Hongrun.
Zhao Hongrun was seen taking a gulp of the wine in the cup, then spreading the paper on the table and writing quickly.
After several drinks, Zhao Hongrun finished writing, put down his pen, turned the paper on the table and pushed it in front of King Chengling.
King Chengling looked at Zhao Hongrun in surprise, picked up the piece of paper, looked at it carefully, and said in his mouth: "Text order?"
"Think about it carefully." Zhao Hongrun said casually, and then started drinking by himself.
Seeing that Zhao Hongrun was so confident of winning, King Chengling was shocked and doubtful, and he quickly read the "Telling Order" in his hand carefully.
The more he looked, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked, the paler his face became, so that in the end, not only was his face pale, his eyes showed fear, but his whole body began to tremble.
Suddenly, he looked up at Zhao Hongrun and shouted with grief, anger and horror: "His Royal Highness, Prince Su, you are a direct descendant of the royal family, do you want to destroy my Ji Zhao family?!"
Hearing King Chengling shouting in the side hall, his guards rushed in. However, when these people found that both Zhao Hongrun and the latter's two clan guards were sitting or standing there, and
When there was no harm done to their prince, the guards were all a little shocked and looked at each other, wondering what happened that made their prince scream in such horror.
"Tell them to go out. Uncle Clan doesn't want this matter to be leaked, right?" Zhao Hongrun asked with a smile.
King Chengling took a deep look at Zhao Hongrun, and then scolded the guards: "Who told you to come in? Get out! No one is allowed to enter the hall without my order!"
"..." The guards looked at each other and quickly exited the hall.
Seeing these guards retreating one after another, King Chengling dared to put the piece of paper he had subconsciously pressed on his chest and put it back on the table hesitantly. Then, he looked at Zhao Hongrun intently and laughed from the bottom of his heart:
"His Royal Highness Prince Su, you have always exceeded my clan uncle's expectations. I thought that when you threatened several clan elders in the clan house and threatened me, you were enough to show your ruthlessness. I didn't expect...Prince Su would actually hide it deeply.
With such a vicious plan."
After that, he picked up the piece of paper again, folded it carefully and put it in his arms. He looked at Zhao Hongrun and said coldly: "I will not let you succeed, Your Highness!"
"What do you want to do?" Zhao Hongrun asked with a smile.
King Chengling looked gloomy and said coldly: "I will convey this matter immediately..."
"Is it useful?" Zhao Hongrun did not panic, and had no intention of robbing him. He poured himself a glass of wine and said calmly: "Don't bother. Since I dare to reveal it to the clan uncle, I am sure that even if this matter is
If it is spread to everyone in the world, it can also be implemented." After that, he looked at King Chengling and said pointedly: "It is not this king who promotes this order, but the human heart and the greed of the human heart...
How many sons does the clan uncle have? I estimate that there must be at least three or four, right? I feel that if the clan uncle chooses one of them as the heir apparent, the rest of them will probably be unhappy, right? Suddenly one day,
The imperial court issued an order to extend favor and allow the sons of concubines to receive part of the family property. Do you think your sons will voluntarily give up their share of the family property because they know that this is the court's plan to weaken Prince Chengling's branch?"
"..." Prince Chengling opened his mouth and was speechless, with large beads of cold sweat dripping down his face.
Because he is very clear about the character of his sons. Even if he knows that this is a conspiracy of the imperial court, he will never give up the family property. After all, if they give up, all the family property will belong to the prince, and they will only get a mouthful of soup.
.
Why drink soup when you can part with meat?
As Zhao Hongrun said, what drives this order of favor is the human heart, the jealousy and greed that "not worry about the scarcity but the inequality".
This cannot be prevented by knowing about it in advance.
If nothing goes wrong, once this order is issued, at least half of the royal, public, and aristocratic families in the Wei Kingdom will have fathers and sons separated, and brothers turning against each other. The now united and harmonious aristocratic class will instantly become a mess.
At this moment, King Chengling finally realized why the young His Royal Highness King Su in front of him could "attack the Chu Kingdom and make Yangcheng Lord Xiong Tuo beg for peace, and attack Sanchuan to make Jie Jiao Bitatu buried". This son's vision , not something ordinary people can compare to.
"Crack."
With a soft sound, Zhao Hongrun put the empty wine bottle on the table, then looked at King Chengling with a smile, and said calmly: "Now, uncle, can you have a good talk with me?"
King Chengling gritted his teeth, took out the piece of paper from his arms, and after much hesitation, placed it back on the table.