Mo Yanliang

Chapter 92

Xia Yueliang's liking for reading history books was not a habit developed in this life.

Coupled with those Gongdou dramas where she glanced occasionally, she was no stranger to the various methods of the emperors.

But after hearing her father's guess, she still felt a little chilled in her heart.

What I saw in the book is completely different from what I saw in the film and television drama, and the real imperial power struggle that happened around me!
If the old emperor's preferred heir is really Yan Chengyu, then he is really insidious.

But the prince who was raised as a target was too miserable, and his life was like a joke.

The second prince Yan Chengyu was not much better.

The old emperor expelled him from the capital, in addition to protection, the more important thing was to test and train him.

If he failed the old emperor's test, he would have to live in a corner for the rest of his life, completely losing his chance to sit on the Dragon Throne.

What's more terrible is his mentality. If resentment develops into hatred, there may be a bloodbath.

If the old emperor really disliked Yan Chengyu, then he would be a proper scumbag and a fool.

He couldn't tell what kind of person his son was, and he became suspicious after being provoked by someone casually. He deserved to be pissed off by the prince!
But Xia Huaixun said again: "These are just wild guesses for my father. What His Majesty intends to do depends on what he will do next."

Xia Yue pouted her chin, thought for a while before saying: "Father, if King Bosi inherits the throne, will it be bad for our family?"

She is not a pessimistic person, but as far as the Xia family is concerned, is there any difference between the one who inherits the throne is King Bosi or the crown prince?
Xia Huaixun shook his head slightly: "It's really hard to say, my father has been studying abroad when he was young, and he is not familiar with King Bosi.

But your third uncle and he used to study together, although there is a few years difference in age between the two, they are quite speculative. "

When he mentioned his twin brother who had passed away for many years, his brows were full of melancholy.

The passing of the third brother is not only an indelible pain in the Xia family's heart, but also completely changed his life...

Xia Yueliang originally planned to throw out all the questions, but seeing this situation, she had to make a choice.

There are too many things that happened more than ten years ago, and they are all complicated.

The death of King Bosi Fan and the third uncle all involved secrets about the royal family. Even if the father wanted to say it, he would not say it in great detail.

Especially the matter of the third uncle, it was the biggest pain for the Xia family.

This hatred must be avenged, but grandfather must have his arrangements, so she should not make her own claims so as not to cause trouble.

So she took the next best thing and chose to ask her father about what happened seven years ago.

"King Bosi specially asked to return to Beijing for his son's marriage, which shows that he is very willing to marry the Xia family. Why did he suddenly turn against the Xia family again?"

Xia Huaixun said: "Actually, this is what His Majesty wanted, but the wicked made your grandfather do it."

Xia Yueliang became more and more confused.

What does the old emperor mean?
After all, he wanted to test the second prince and let him work hard without help.

Or he really hates the second prince and doesn't want to let him have any room to stand up.

Or beware of the Xia family and prepare for the second prince to take over the imperial power in the future?
"King Bosi must hate his grandfather to death, if he becomes emperor in the future, will there be any good fruit for us to eat?

Instead of that, it's better to let the prince be the emperor! "

Xia Huaixun smiled and said, "According to Yue'er, our family should support another prince?"

Xia Yueliang drooped the corners of her mouth, indicating that she was not interested at all.

The surname of Fengguo Jiangshan is not Xia, so how the old emperor likes to toss is his business.

Even though his grandfather was loyal to him, he still suffered from suspicion. If they really supported another prince, he might use some vicious means against the Xia family.

Xia Huaixun said: "Yue'er don't need to worry too much, our Xia family has survived for a hundred years, the very important reason is that we never get involved in such things.

Just do what you like, and your father will take care of everything for you. "

Xia Yueliang's tears rolled down.

How much virtue did she accumulate to have such a good father.

The father in the previous life also loved her very much, but he preferred to immerse himself in his own world.

Whenever she encounters difficulties, the first thing she thinks of is herself, because her father is powerless when he knows it.

It's different now, her father is responsible for everything, she feels a little floating.

Xia Huaixun wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her: "Weifu originally planned for you to make mooncakes filled with egg yolk and lotus paste..."

Xia Yueliang laughed and said, "So you just said that to coax me to make mooncakes."

"I can't help it, who made my Yue'er so precious?"

"I'm leaving!"

"Then I'm just waiting to eat mooncakes as a father." Xia Huaixun leaned back in his chair, looking at his daughter leisurely.

Xia Yueliang made a face at him, and ran away smiling.

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Yan Chengye once again knelt outside the imperial study.

Unkempt and unshaven, bloodshot eyes were lifeless, and the clothes that were originally well-fitting became baggy.

After the incident more than ten years ago was revealed, Feng Huang punished a large number of officials with thunderous means, but he didn't even give him a straight look.

The number of times he has been reprimanded over the years has long been countless, but none of them made him so scared.

Both knees were so painful that they were numb, but he still couldn't see his father.

The gate of the Imperial Study Room opened and closed, eunuchs and court ladies passed by, and important officials came and went.No one dared to say a word to him.

Eunuch An has served Emperor Feng for decades, watching the princes grow up.

Seeing Yan Chengye tormenting himself so that he was neither human nor ghost, he felt extremely distressed.

After seeing off the last important minister, he walked gently to the desk.

"His Majesty……"

Fenghuang was reading the scriptures, when he heard the sound, he raised his head and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Eunuch An's face was flushed red, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a few words: "His Royal Highness is still kneeling outside..."

Feng Huang said coldly: "Did I order him to kneel there?"

"no……"

"Then what are you telling me!"

Fenghuang sneered, lowered his head and continued to read the booklet.

Eunuch An sighed silently, bowed and walked out of the imperial study.

When Yan Chengye saw him shaking his head, the last little flame in his heart was completely extinguished.

As if his skeleton had been removed, he crooked and fell to the ground.

"Your Highness..." Eunuch An hurried forward to support him.

"Has the father already decided to depose this palace?"

"Your Highness, don't think wildly. It's better to go back to the East Palace to take care of your body first."

There was a cold light in Yan Chengye's eyes, and a burst of strength came from nowhere.

He pushed Eunuch An away and struggled to get up from the ground.

It's a pity that my legs and feet were numb and I couldn't listen to them, so I fell again.

Eunuch An couldn't bear to look at him anymore.

Knowing that the matter was irreversible, he still dared to go on such a rampage.

You can't keep your position as the crown prince, but you managed to keep your wealth!

(End of this chapter)