Mo Yanliang

Chapter 94

Yan Chengye didn't dare to continue pestering, and left the imperial study in a daze.

After all, Fenghuang was not young anymore, he didn't feel it when he was angry just now, but now he felt dizzy for a while, and quickly sat back on the dragon chair with the desk.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry, the dragon's body is important." Eunuch An hurriedly handed over a cup of hot tea.

Feng Huang squeezed the center of his brows hard: "Xiao Anzi, how could I raise such a wicked person?"

Eunuch An has served Fenghuang for decades and is the person he trusts most.

However, limited by his status, Eunuch An is not very clear about many of Fenghuang's ideas, especially about the succession of the throne.

For his own safety, he never dared to speak openly about the princes, even if they were acquiesced by the emperor.

He said cautiously: "His Royal Highness is really in a hurry. You are too strict with him, no matter how hard he tries, he is often reprimanded for this.

Your Highness also needs to be strong, in order to gain your approval, it is inevitable that you will go astray..."

Fenghuang waved his hand: "If you are not successful, you are not successful, so you don't have to say good things for him.

But you don't have to worry, he is still my flesh and blood after all, as long as he behaves honestly from now on, I will keep him safe and wealthy. "

"Your Majesty's generosity is a blessing to the people of the country." Eunuch An made a big gift.

Although his words are suspected of flattering, they are also from the heart.

His Majesty has been on the throne for decades, and the number of people in the autumn contest has been decreasing year by year.

For other emperors, the deposed princes were either relegated or imprisoned, and it is rare to hear that they will not be punished.

All servants like him lived in fear. Although he was no exception, he hadn't even been hit by a board for so many years.

Fenghuang's mood was obviously much better, he laughed and scolded: "I know how to make me happy, being too lenient for a king is not necessarily a good thing sometimes.

After all, I am getting old, and the position of the crown prince cannot always be vacant, otherwise those courtiers will be nagging in my ears all day long.

But I have raised so many princes, none of them can satisfy me. "

This time, Eunuch An really didn't dare to answer.

No one is perfect in this world, but His Majesty must have a suitable candidate in his heart.

Fortunately, Fenghuang didn't really take any advice from him, and continued to review the memorial after drinking a few sips of tea.

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At this moment in Wen's mansion, Wen Jing also held a memorial in his hand, and checked it over and over again tirelessly.

The memorial was written in his own handwriting, and every word and sentence was carefully considered, and no stroke was careless.

It can even be said that he was not so careful when he took the imperial examination.

Wen Chengzong, who had been sitting aside for a long time, couldn't stand it anymore.

My father has been an official for decades, and there are at least a thousand memorials written by himself, but his performance today is even more nervous than when he first submitted the memorial.

Could it be that something important about the family and life was written in the memorial?

It took another half a cup of tea.Wen Jing finally closed the memorial and heaved a long sigh of relief.

Wen Chengzong stood up and walked quickly to the desk.

"Father, are you feeling unwell somewhere? My son will send someone to invite Dr. Zhang."

Wen Jing shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

"Da Lang, you are almost thirty now, and you should take some responsibility for your father."

Wen Chengzong was a little excited.

Although he is the eldest son, most of the important matters are discussed with his most trusted aides, and he has always been excluded.

Today, my father let go, explaining that his ability has finally been recognized by his elders.

"The son must do his best and never let his father down."

Wen Jing nodded: "Since the closure of the city happened, His Majesty has already made up his mind to depose the Crown Prince. Although His Majesty is still in good health, he is still in his sixtieth year, and it is imperative to establish another Crown Prince."

Wen Chengzong's heart beat extremely fast.

At this time last year, my father had already decided to give up supporting His Highness the Crown Prince and planned to start anew.

But after that, he stayed away from the government for nearly half a year due to physical reasons, and this matter disappeared.

He thought that there would be no results in three or five years, but he didn't expect his father to have arranged everything.

"Father." He leaned forward and said in a low voice, "Which prince did you choose?"

Wen Jing stroked his long beard and said with a smile, "Does Da Lang still remember King Bosi?"

"King Bosi?" Wen Chengzong was taken aback.

King Bosi was nearly ten years older than him, and he was still a child when he left Beijing 18 years ago.

He had only heard a few discussions in private about what happened back then, and he didn't know the inside story.

But Wen's family is the prince's party, and they are naturally at odds with King Bosi.

Based on his understanding of his father, the incident between King Bosi and His Majesty may have been caused by his father.

The crown prince will fail, but His Majesty still has so many princes, why did father choose to support King Bosi?

To say something unpleasant, isn't that the same as throwing yourself into a trap?

Wen Jing raised his eyes and looked at him: "Do you have any different opinions?"

Wen Chengzong bit his lip, and boldly said: "My son doesn't know King Bosi very well, but he is a prince who has long been rejected by His Majesty, so I am afraid it will not be easy to support him.

Instead of taking such a big risk, it is better to choose King Xing'an. Although he has mediocre qualifications, the prince said that Fu Qing is a good seedling, and His Majesty has praised him many times.

No matter how many little princes there are in the palace, let's just pick a smart one and train them well so that it will be easy to control in the future. "

Wen Xiang smiled and said: "You are still too young, you have not experienced many things.

His Majesty's mind is not so easy to ponder, so he must not support a certain prince explicitly.

At the beginning, he had no choice as a father, so he was forced to become a prince.

In the current situation, we have to find another way to cast the net everywhere. This memorial is just a small test.

The reason why I am so careful as a father is not because of any important content written in the memorial, but because I am afraid that the choice of words and sentences will not pay attention to causing His Majesty's suspicion. "

Wen Chengzong became more and more curious: "Then what did you write in your memorial?"

"King Bosi was often taken care of by the Empress Dowager when he was young. September [-]th is her old man's birthday. He should go to Beijing to celebrate his birthday."

Wen Chengzong finally understood his intention.

Father has always been well-informed, so naturally a lot of eyes and ears have been planted in the harem.

I think the Empress Dowager often talked about King Bosi recently, so he took the opportunity to present this memorial.

If His Majesty agrees to King Bosi's birthday celebration in Beijing, it means that he has not given up on him.

In this way, my father flattered the Queen Mother, catered to His Majesty, and also helped to eliminate the rift between him and King Bosi, which can be said to kill three birds with one stone.

"Father... my son remembers that King Bosi was once a student of Taishi Xia. If he becomes the crown prince, can we win against Xia's family?"

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