Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 365
This battle came turbulently and went hastily.

No one would have thought that the years of open and secret struggles in the court would be a chess game in which Emperor Zhao and the Ninth Prince had conspired for many years.

Wang Yuzhou, Queen Wang, and Yingzhao were taken to Dali Temple for custody, while Yingqi was taken to the clan mansion first, and then escorted away together when Mu Ya returned to Jinqi.

Dali Temple is different from the Zongren Mansion, one is the yamen where the courtiers made mistakes, and the other is the place where the emperor's nobles and heirs of the Tian family are dealt with.

Logically speaking, Queen Wang and Yingzhao should be sent to the clan's residence, but Emperor Zhao ordered them to be imprisoned in Dali Temple as well.

Seeing this situation, everyone could figure out how Emperor Zhao viewed the matter of the "Second Prince".

Sent to Dali Temple, obviously no longer regards it as his own dragon descendant blood.

It seems that the Wang family is full of families, and it may be doomed!

Although the fourth prince is the blood of Emperor Zhao, but not to mention the rebellion, the fourth prince still wants to make his father into a human pig?
In any case, this life cannot be kept.

Of the four princes, two were missing at once.

The sixth prince, Ying Lian, was blindly arrogant and didn't have the appearance of a prince at all. He was just a ten times ten idiot.From this point of view, the only one who can inherit the great rule now is the Nine Princes.

Li Que walked up to Emperor Zhao from the crowd. He lifted his robe and knelt down, and said respectfully, "Now the situation in the court is stable, please ask the sage to appoint a prince earlier."

As soon as this remark came out, many ministers immediately echoed it.

Emperor Zhao glanced blankly at the courtiers who were kneeling on the ground begging him to make a crown prince, "This turmoil has just subsided, and you can't help but force me to make a crown prince?"

All the officials looked at each other in blank dismay for a moment, unable to figure out what Emperor Zhao meant by these words.

"Hahaha——you old fellows, why are you so nervous?" Emperor Zhao laughed while stroking his beard, his expression extremely kind, "There is no need to establish the position of prince. It's a bit out of control, so it's better to just give way to Lao Jiu."

give way?

Emperor Zhao wants to give up the throne directly to the Ninth Prince?
All the officials set their sights on Ying Su.

Ying Su stood there calmly, neither happy nor sad, as if he knew that Emperor Zhao would make this decision.

"Old Jiu, follow me." Emperor Zhao walked towards Zhaohui Pavilion with his hands behind his back.

Ying Su wanted to step forward to help, but was rejected by Emperor Zhao, "No need. I can walk by myself."

The slightly stooped old body moved forward.

For some reason, everyone could faintly feel the aura surging around Emperor Zhao, and if there was, there was some sadness.

He walked forward with a dull head, his already dizzy eyes gradually lost sight of the way ahead
Who said that emperors have been ruthless since ancient times?

It is true that he is a high and mighty emperor, but he is also a father!

One son is not his own flesh and blood, and the other son has murderous intentions towards him.

At this time, who can understand the melancholy of being a son and father?
When he arrived at Zhaohui Pavilion, Emperor Zhao also suppressed the sadness in his heart.

He walked straight to the bookshelf behind the desk case, and tapped a dark space three times with his fingertips.

Suddenly, the dark compartment opened slowly, and there was a delicate yellow wooden box inlaid in the compartment.

Emperor Zhao took out the wooden box, "Here is the decree for abdicating the throne that I made a long time ago."

He handed the wooden box forward, looked up at his youngest son, his eyes were full of expectations, "Father, I wish you to be a benevolent king from tomorrow, to be a villain, and to be a good minister. Live up to the people." , live up to the country!"

Ying Su took the wooden box with both hands, and said in a deep and powerful voice, "I will definitely follow my father's example and become a wise king."

Emperor Zhao smiled wryly and shook his head, "Don't take me as an example. I am too cowardly a king. I can only take power carefully and secretly for so many years, and wipe out the treacherous ministers only when I am approaching the old age. Lao Jiu, you want to be you Own!"

"Yes." Ying Su didn't know how to comfort his father, he pursed his lips, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Emperor Zhao.

"I have a request for giving you the throne."

Ying Su was stunned for a moment, "Father, please tell me."

"The fourth lady of the Lu family." As soon as Emperor Zhao said the words, Ying Su's expression froze for a moment.

"I know that you are a weak-tempered child, but since you have received the imperial decree, you will be the emperor of Dongying in the future. You can't just put the country and society in front of your eyes, but also pay attention to your children."

Emperor Zhao frowned and said in a deep voice, "If you want to have many heirs, you must enrich the harem! I wonder if you can do this request?"

"I can't do it." Ying Su blurted out the words without any hesitation.

"Can't do it?" Emperor Zhao's tone was obviously much displeased, and his face was also ugly.

Ying Su put the yellow wooden box containing the abdication edict in his hand on the table. He looked very serious, and said to Emperor Zhao word by word, "No matter whether you are a king or a minister in this life, I only want to marry you." Yu Jiaojiao is alone. If this request to inherit the throne is to let the ministers enrich the harem and lose her, then the throne is not worth it."

"What kind of outrageous words are you talking about?" Emperor Zhao scolded coldly, "Could it be that a woman is more important than the throne?"

Ying Su said calmly, "Yes."

His delicateness is not only more important than the throne
The father and son were at a stalemate, but they heard a delicate female voice coming from outside the door, "Look, I already said that our son is a master who admits death, with a stubborn temper. If you don't believe it, it's fine." , why do you have to test him?"

Concubine Mu Gui stepped in through the door in a gorgeous palace attire, her tone was coquettish.

It seems to complain, and it seems to be coquettish.

"Why are you here?" Emperor Zhao looked a little embarrassed, as if his small thoughts had been exposed.

"If I don't come again, I'm afraid you will eat my precious son." Concubine Mu Gui curled her delicate lips and sighed quietly, "My son is still in love, not like some old things!"

Emperor Zhao hurriedly explained, "He loves this, so naturally he followed me!"

Concubine Mu Gui chuckled happily, too lazy to argue with Emperor Zhao.

She stepped forward and said to Ying Su, "What you said just now was just your father's intentional test of you, so you don't have to take it to heart. My mother and concubine were also worried. You have such a dull temper. Is it true that you plan to Be a monk? Fortunately, meeting the fourth lady of the Lu family can make you 'iron tree blossom', the concubine mother is very pleased, and also knows your true love for the fourth lady."

"If you want to marry only a girl from the Lu family, it's not impossible." Emperor Zhao argued, and he continued, "As long as within three years, my mother and concubine can have a grandson in our arms, this phoenix position can be given to you." Miss the Lu family, you can do whatever you want in the harem, and I will let you go, and I won't ask any more."

Emperor Zhao coughed lightly, with a narrow face, "If this grandson can't be hugged——"

Before finishing the rest of the sentence, Ying Su took it seriously, "I will work hard."

(End of this chapter)