Chapter 152

Later, the only major thing that Empress Wenzhuang did was to wipe out the Su Clan's party who intended to rebel, and cleared the government.

Then, Emperor Jiachen came to power, and Empress Wenzhuang completely retreated behind the scenes.

Regarding the fateful battle between Ye Zhiheng and Ye Hongguang for the Sheji country and even the throne, Empress Wenzhuang chose to be a spectator after handing over the Chu family army to Ye Zhiheng.

"Perhaps, Empress Wenzhuang has never thought about it. Faced with the struggle between parent-child and adopted son, she will face it so calmly and calmly, even as an outsider." Emperor Xiwu's eyes became a little complicated: "Maybe, Empress Wenzhuang knows that no matter which of the two wins, it will not have much impact on her."

"Compared to the former Emperor Xuanren, Empress Wenzhuang is more like a qualified politician."

Emperor Xiwu had already said so much and felt tired. He rubbed the center of his brows, and seeing that Ye Shuhuang was still full of desire, he sighed helplessly: "If Huang'er is interested, you might as well stay here." Here is the letter left by Empress Wenzhuang. I am going to rest at your mother's empress."

Ye Shuhuang's words were exactly what Ye Shuhuang wanted, and she nodded again and again: "Then father, you should go to the queen mother first, there are sons and servants here watching."

Just as Emperor Xiwu took a step, he thought of something and asked, "Huang'er, didn't you come to tell me something today? What's the matter?"

"It's not an important matter. I'll come and talk to you, Father, when I have time." Ye Shuhuang was looking down for the first letter of Empress Wenzhuang without even raising her head.

She was going to show Emperor Xiwu the letter informing her of her identity, and tell Emperor Xiwu that Prince Shan might also be the person behind the scenes that allowed her to exchange souls with Empress Dowager Wei's daughter.

But now, she has more important things to do.Take this matter slowly.

Since Huang'er said it was nothing important, Emperor Xiwu didn't ask any more questions, and left the dark room immediately.

Compared with Ye Shuhuang's current interest, he has long been tired of reading this place, these books, the letters left by Queen Wenzhuang and his ancestors.

Instead of wasting time here, it would be better to spend more time with the queen and enhance the relationship between him and the queen.

Ye Shuhuang found a manuscript of the period of history she wanted to know, and she opened the manuscript.

The pen is sharp, powerful and powerful.

This is a letter written by Empress Wenzhuang stroke by stroke. Through these words, I can see that hundreds of years ago, several heroic teenagers with ambitions tried their best to fight for what they thought belonged to them.

In the ninth year of Yongping, Empress Wenzhuang met her biological son for the first time at a Mid-Autumn Palace banquet.

At that time, Ye Zhiheng was ten years old, Ye Hongguang was 12 years old, and Chu Chengxu, the young son of General Zhen Guo's mansion, was thirteen years old.

"Princess Jing, since your Second Young Master is in poor health, there is no need to be too polite, please take him to sit down quickly."

Empress Wenzhuang didn't dare to look at Ye Zhiheng more, she was afraid that if she watched too much, she would lose her composure and let Xiang Su, who had already been staring at her, see the clue.

Su Xiang, who was over fifty years old, had white hair all over his head and a pair of cloudy eyes staring at people, making people feel chills all over his body.

He has made arrangements, and Nanliang has also agreed to cooperate with him.

When he forced the little emperor to take the throne, Nanliang would send a large army to suppress the situation, under internal and external aggression.He is more likely to succeed.

And the conditions for Nanliang to send troops are just a few insignificant cities in Dongling, which is really nothing compared to his great cause.

Regarding these, Empress Wenzhuang had already understood this. After years of planning and preparation, she was waiting for the day when Prime Minister Su dug his own grave.

But before that day, everything must be careful.

"Then thank you, Empress Dowager, for your kindness." Princess Jing held Ye Zhiheng's hand, and saluted in the direction of Empress Wenzhuang.

At that time, Prince Jing was already seriously ill, and all the big and small matters in Prince Jing's mansion fell on Princess Jing's head.

But even so, on occasions such as the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet, Concubine Jing still had a smile on her face, her manners were thoughtful, and she was graceful, and there was nothing unusual about her.

That was Ye Zhiheng's first time participating in such a grand banquet in the palace.

Although his hand was being held by Princess Jing and he couldn't make unnecessary movements, his eyeballs kept turning.

Usually a boy his age, such as Chu Chengxu, is staring at his peers who are still eating at the palace banquet, while Ye Zhiheng is observing the adults around him at this moment.

Watching their movements and gestures, listening to their whispered conversations, guessing their intentions.

These are very interesting things for Ye Zhiheng.

He never played with his peers.

Those peers ridiculed his background, but they couldn't beat him, they just cried and cried, very childish.

Ye Zhiheng was dragged by Princess Jing to sit down, and then he set his eyes on Empress Wenzhuang and Ye Hongguang on the high platform.

Ye Hongguang was directly skipped by him, and he looked at Queen Wenzhuang.

It seemed that there was a sympathy between mother and child, Empress Wenzhuang glanced away inadvertently, and met Ye Zhiheng's eyes.

The distance between the two of them was not far away, and Empress Wenzhuang could clearly see that doubts were shining in those clear but mature pupils.

Perhaps, at that time, Ye Zhiheng also had doubts in his heart, that the empress dowager, who was always serious and serious, would look at him and cry.

Empress Wenzhuang's sudden gaffe naturally attracted the attention of many people.

But Empress Wenzhuang has always been tight-lipped in her affairs, and she gave an appropriate and reasonable explanation: "Looking at this child, Ai Jia thinks of Huizhao. If Huizhao is still around, he should be about the same age as this child."

After the empress dowager's reminder, all the ministers also thought of Prince Huizhao, and couldn't help thinking that if Prince Huizhao had not died early, he would succeed in ascending the throne.Now Su Xiang, I am afraid that he is not so beautiful.

But after thinking about it, Prince Huizhao was killed by Concubine Su, and behind Concubine Su was Prime Minister Su.

In the end, only one concubine Su was killed in the crime of killing the concubine of Zhonggong. Even if Prince Huizhao succeeded in ascending the throne, he would not be able to control Prime Minister Su.

Listening to what Queen Wenzhuang said, Princess Jing wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, stood up, patted Ye Zhiheng on the back, and saluted: "It's the child's fault, let the queen mother think of it. Sad thing."

"It's okay, this has nothing to do with your second son, please sit down." Empress Wenzhuang waved her hand, her expression returned to calm, her voice was gentle.

Concubine Jing nodded, sat down again, and did not speak any more.

It's just a small thing, and it's quickly forgotten.

But there was one person who cared, and that was Ye Hongguang.

Sitting on a high platform, he is like a Bodhisattva enshrined in a temple, allowing people to worship, but without any freedom.

(End of this chapter)

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