The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 13 The Choice of the Eighth Prince
Thinking clearly about the stakes, the Eighth Prince nodded at Xiao Yu, and then turned to look at the ministers under the steps: "Your Majesty understands righteousness, is erudite and knowledgeable, and is more than enough to teach His Majesty the economics. In addition, His Majesty is still young and encounters a lot of troubles." There is something inappropriate, and I just need someone to help my highness make up my mind, so when the coffin of the old prince is buried, the eldest son will succeed me as the regent and assist my highness."

He did not consult everyone's opinions, and when the final decision was made, several veteran officials showed dissatisfaction.

The prime minister hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and said: "Your Highness, this is probably inappropriate. The son is only thirteen years old, how can he be the teacher of the emperor?"

"No matter how old or young a talented person is, a white-haired old man may not know a single word until he dies. How can such a person be an emperor's teacher?"

"This...of course not, but—"

"No need to say much, His Highness has made up his mind."

It was rare for the eighth prince to show such a strong side, his delicate face was tense, and the ministers looked at each other.

Obviously, the concubine didn't expect the eighth prince to act like this. The news she got was that the eighth prince grew up in the cold palace. Instead, she lost her eyes.

Calculation flashed in her eyes, and she made a decision in a short breath.

"Since the Eighth Highness has spoken openly, there is absolutely no reason to go back on his word. With so many people watching, what do you mean by forcing His Highness to take back his life? The son is weak, but don't forget, my lords, the prince got out of the battlefield. General, there are many good soldiers and good generals under his command, and my Zhen family is not a vegetarian, we are all standing behind His Highness, are you afraid that you will not be able to assist His Highness?"

The words of the concubine were so loud that the prime minister's expression darkened. Is this going to use the military power and Duke Ding's mansion to suppress them?

The Dingguo Mansion did not say that it covered the sky with one hand in the capital, but it was true that it could cover a small part of it, and with the [-] troops held by the regent during his lifetime, who would dare to face it head-on?

The prime minister was stiff for a while, his shoulders collapsed, he cupped his hands and said in resignation: "Since your highness said so, I have no choice but to obey."

Now they are really stealing chickens and losing money. Originally, they wanted to take this opportunity to hold the prince, give him a show of authority, and kill him with arrogance. The power is naturally seen in the eyes, and there is nothing to fear when the time comes.

Thousands of calculations have been made, but the Eighth Prince actually turned against this ambitious man!
The ministers sighed bitterly, seeing that the young regent was better than blue, but they had no choice but to go back in despair.

The common people watched these officials and lords coming with their toes proud and walking away dejectedly. They didn't know what was going on, and they didn't know who yelled: "Your Majesty is mighty! Your Highness is mighty!"

"Your Majesty is mighty! Your Highness is mighty!"

The common people have always followed the crowd, seeing the faces of the officials and lords, they are more sympathetic to the eldest son and His Highness the Eighth Highness who seem to be "weak".

In their eyes, this is a victory against the officials and lords, and they can be classified as a group of people. Their victory is the victory of the people, and there are endless cheers for a while.

The officials who had just walked not far away were startled, staggered and almost fell into the mud.

Xiao Yu laughed, and said to Bai Lian and Hong Xiu who came behind him: "Everyone must be cold after standing in the snow for so long, go and order the kitchen to cook some porridge to warm everyone up."

She paused, glanced at the Eighth Prince beside her and added: "This is what His Highness also meant, this year's winter is extremely difficult, His Highness asked me to open a porridge shed last night, and I will prepare all the money Alright, since we caught up today, let’s start from today, donate porridge for half a month, once a day, and express our feelings.”

The Eighth Prince was taken aback, when did he say this?Moreover, he has no money, his pockets are cleaner than his face, and the most valuable thing on his body is Xiao Yu's robe...

Xiao Yu didn't look at him, but turned to look at the people. At first, the people didn't react, but now they met Xiao Yu's eyes, and their hearts suddenly became warm.

"Thank you, my son, thank you Your Highness! Your Highness has a kind heart, which is the blessing of grassroots people!"

"Thank you son, thank you Your Highness!"

Everyone knelt down and kowtowed to Xiao Yu and the eighth prince, Xiao Yu hurriedly stepped forward to help an old man: "Everyone please get up quickly! No way! In the cold winter, kneeling for a while will cause the root of the disease to fall on this leg. Get up, everyone."

The eighth prince looked at her, and raised his hand: "Everyone, please rise."

Only then did the common people support each other to get up.

The concubine watched all this indifferently, but her confidant maid Qiu Ting could see her mood from the corners of her tightly pursed lips.

She whispered worriedly: "Princess?"

Zhen Ru's long eyelashes twitched slightly, her eyes turned slightly, her whole person was extremely dignified and extremely indifferent.

Qiu Ting choked for breath, and changed her words: "It's windy and cold outside, you're not feeling well recently, why don't you go back earlier?"

She stretched out her hand and waited. The princess turned her head and glanced at Xiao Yu and the eighth prince again. Her eyes were suddenly cold and dark, but they returned to normal in an instant. She put her hand on Qiu Ting's hand lightly. He snorted and said, "Let's go."

The concubine turned back to the palace with her servants and maidservants. Here Xiao Yu had finished greeting the common people, and after a few words, the common people were short of calling her brothers and sisters.

The Eighth Prince was amazed, apparently he did not expect Xiao Yu to be so good at bluffing!

When the people coaxed Xiao Yu back, he still looked at Xiao Yu in a daze.

"Let's go, what are you doing here?"

"Oh."

The Eighth Prince followed Xiao Yu into the mansion, and as soon as the two entered, the gate of the palace was slowly closed again.

……

Back in the Nuan Pavilion, Xiao Yu took off his big cloak and sat on the soft couch holding the hand stove, staring at the ground in a daze. He glanced at Xiao Yu.

Just now, he was forced to a certain point at the door, and he couldn't do without saying anything. He didn't feel scared at the time when his blood was rushing up, but he just couldn't utter some words.

Now that he has walked all the way, the cold wind blowing for a long time, his blood has cooled down, and his sanity has returned, he is afraid, and he can't even believe that he said those words!
Xiao Yu regained consciousness from the chaotic thoughts, her palms were hot red, she immediately let go of the stove, rubbed her hands together, raised her eyes, and saw the Eighth Prince sitting opposite her, swaying her body unconsciously.

She frowned, got up and walked over, and tapped lightly on the table: "Does your Highness feel cold?"

"what?"

The Eighth Prince raised his head blankly, and Xiao Yu touched his forehead, "It's not hot."

The Eighth Prince was startled, but finally stopped shaking.

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