Chapter 939 Father and Son
These words can no longer be described as "disrespectful", no matter whether they are monarchs, ministers, or fathers and sons.

Zhao Yishi showed no signs of timidity and continued:
"If my father had dared to stand up and say to the late Emperor: Your Majesty, this rebellious son planned everything behind his back.

Not only would I not blame my father, I would also sincerely praise him: My father is upright.

Even if we are left out, exiled, or even lose our lives, my father is still as high as a mountain in my heart.

It's a pity that my father didn't come forward.

Why not stand up?Just because I'm your son? "

Zhao Yishi sneered and shook his head.

"You have so many sons, so why does it matter if you have one less of me?
Is it because you are still in the position of crown prince?

Is it because I was called Xian Taisun?
Is it because you have to rely on me, the wise grandson, to protect your position as prince? "

Zhao Yanluo's breathing suddenly became heavy.

He raised his hand and was about to strike it down with a palm, but the prince quickly stood up and took a few steps back.

"Enough is enough, father!"

Zhao Yishi roared.

"You can't get a bargain and behave well, but eat grapes and feel sour!"

"Nizi, Nizi!"

Zhao Yanluo banged his cane loudly.

"Do you know the traitor in your mouth? In order to save your life and save the life of the Prince's Palace, you knelt down in front of Xie Daozhi and cried with tears and runny nose?"

Zhao Yishi's voice suddenly choked up as he thought of how humble he felt at that time.

"I am the grandson of the late emperor appointed by the late emperor. I kneel to the sky, kneel to the earth, kneel to the emperor, and kiss you, but I still have to kneel to one...a minister?
Why should I do this? Because I understand you!
My father is a gentleman. He neither fights nor robs. When a knife is put to his neck, he lets others slaughter him. He is a true warrior.

Well, since a gentleman disdains it, let me, my son, be the villain and the evil person. If an innocent soul comes to claim his life in the future, let me go to hell. "

He patted his heart so hard that it pounded loudly.

"Father, do you know that your son's heart is yours?"

Zhao Yanluo looked at the prince in front of him in disbelief. For a long time, he chuckled.

"The prince is really eloquent. He always likes to blame his own faults on others."

"Yes, I am afraid of death. Is it wrong for me to be afraid of death?"

Zhao Yishi took a step forward and looked at the emperor: "Did father forget what happens to the deposed prince?"

Zhao Yanluo's fat body trembled violently, and his face instantly turned pale.

"What will happen to such a good person in the end?"

Zhao Yishi said word by word, "Historical books say he is a traitor and a traitor, my father!"

The deposed prince, he called him uncle.

Zhao Yanluo felt that his heart was suddenly squeezed tightly, and even breathing could not calm the pain.

"Look at what happened to the deposed Prince's Mansion again. Is there anyone alive? The blood is flowing like a river!"

The red color in Zhao Yishi's eyes became thicker and thicker, almost like blood dripping out.

"Why should we repeat his mistakes? We are the orthodox ones!"

He heard about that bloody history from his mother's mouth. He was so frightened that he had nightmares for half a month and dared not leave the tent to urinate at night.

Without his mother whispering in his ears, he realized a truth: Born in the royal family, if you want to survive, the only thing you can do is be ruthless.

That year, he was only five years old.

When he was ten years old, he once accidentally saw the records of a historian. The four words "rebellious ministers and traitors" stung his eyes.

Only then did he understand that some historical books were not all true.

As a result, he realized another truth: People must stand at the highest level in order to be famous in life and after death.

"Father, I did nothing wrong, not even a step wrong."

Zhao Yishi took another step forward and looked down at the emperor on the bed. "My mistake was that I shouldn't have been born into this royal family, and I shouldn't have been your son. Do you know how tiring it is to be your son?"

He shook his head: "How cautious, how fearful, and how cautious should I be in front of the late emperor, in order to keep your position as crown prince?"

Zhao Yanluo looked at him and said, "This is also to keep your position as grandson."

"Yes, father, if I protect you, I will protect me. If I protect you, I will protect you. We are of the same blood. We will both prosper and suffer!"

Zhao Yishi laughed.

"We should be advancing together and retreating together, instead of blaming and guarding each other for irrelevant people like now."

Irrelevant people?
Zhao Yanluo had a weird smile on his fat face.

"What I'm questioning is why the prince was not summoned to the capital. I didn't want to make the prince arrogant. It seems that the prince has been dissatisfied with me for a long time."

"My son dare not."

Zhao Yishi: "The son just wants to admonish his father, not the kindness of a woman."

"What a woman's benevolence!"

Zhao Yanluo: "She is just a girl. She has no soldiers. What makes it worth killing her? What mistake did I make that I need you to make up for, Prince?"

Zhao Yishi choked.

"Prince, it's not your fault that you were born into an emperor's family, and it's not your fault that you are my son, but you can at least..."

Zhao Yanluo pointed to his heart: "Leave a little bit of conscience!"

Zhao Yishi sneered again and again: "Excuse me, father, what is conscience?"

"Conscience is the measure of a person's actions, and the measure is whether you can sleep peacefully at night."

Zhao Yanluo stood up with difficulty with crutches.

He was tall and his eyes met Zhao Yishi's.

"I heard that the prince often has trouble sleeping at night. He has done too many things that are embarrassing to him, right?"

"Your Majesty thinks too much."

"It's not that I'm overthinking, but that you, Prince, are overthinking. When you became the late emperor, you wanted to depose me. Is it just because the King of Han looked like him, was brave and good at fighting, and was the exact replica of the late emperor when he was young?"

Zhao Yanluo: "Wrong! It's because I am a little more kind than the late emperor, and all the officials are willing to get close to me. This kindness made the late emperor feel a sense of crisis."

Zhao Yishi's pupils trembled slightly.

"Do you think that he has refused to depose me several times because he is just afraid of the world's opinions and the opposition of the ministers?

Also wrong!

But the later he got, the more he realized one thing. He had spent so many years fighting in the north and south, and had exhausted the money of the national treasury.

If the successor is the King of Han, the King of Han's temperament will inevitably continue to fight. As a result, the treasury will be emptier, the people will suffer more, and the country of China will be in danger! "

Zhao Yanluo paused.

“So when there was a crisis in the Prince’s Mansion, there was no need to sacrifice a single member of the Zheng family, only one person needed to be placed next to the King of Han.

This person reminded him all the time that the emperor loved him and that the prince was fat, lame and useless. He would definitely replace the prince in the future, ascend to the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and become a famous king for a generation.

If you hear too many good words, you will inevitably become arrogant.

The arrogance in him accumulated more and more, and he naturally became arrogant.

In addition, Zheng Yu is the deputy general. No matter how difficult the battle situation is, with Zheng Yu's ability to lead the army, he can defeat the Tatars without any danger.

In this way, the arrogance is added to the level.

With the temperament of the King of Han, he would brag about himself no matter what, even if he finally won a battle, he would brag himself to the sky. Maybe even the late emperor would not be in his eyes.

The last thing the late emperor could not tolerate was a person who was full of arrogance and had great achievements. This move was called flattery and killing. "

Zhao Yanluo looked at the surprise on Zhao Yishi's face and said lightly:

"Prince, if Zheng Yu and the King of Han win the battle, I will definitely be deposed. On the contrary, only if they win the battle, I will not be deposed."

(End of this chapter)

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