Author: sum of both sides

While Yu Zhi, mother and son, were eating fish at Zhuangzi, the prince in the palace was talking to Emperor Taikang.

After being stabbed, Emperor Taikang couldn't get out of bed. It wasn't that he couldn't move, but that his body was deteriorating day by day and he had no strength. He spent most of his time recuperating on the dragon bed. Occasionally he went outside to get some fresh air, and was carried by eunuchs.

In his current situation, let alone handling government affairs, even a few words would be too much for him to do.

Prince Renxiao, no matter how busy he was, would visit Emperor Taikang every day and talk to him. Today was no exception. I don’t know if it was an illusion. Emperor Taikang’s personal eunuch felt that His Highness the Prince was different today and felt a little uneasy.

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Sure enough, after a cup of tea, the prince sent everyone in the palace to retreat. The great eunuch felt a slight thump in his heart and did not move. He looked towards Emperor Taikang. Emperor Taikang nodded invisibly, and then he slowly retreated.

As Emperor Taikang's personal eunuch, he knew the condition of his dragon body best. There is a high probability that the emperor will not be able to return to court and can only meditate and cultivate. As for how long he can survive, it depends on the ability of the imperial physician and the emperor's

Lucky for you.

It is inevitable for the prince to ascend the throne, so he should surrender to the prince for the future, but he is the emperor's man!

It was eerily quiet in the palace, and even the sound of the heartbeat could be heard clearly. Emperor Taikang was half leaning on the head of the bed, with a calm expression, "Prince, what do you want to say to me when you push everyone away?"

"My son is confused about something, and I would like to ask my father to clarify my confusion." The prince looked at his father, with hidden scrutiny in his eyes. He had gray hair, deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and saggy skin on his face. His father was old, but he was once tall, tall, and wise.

Shenwu's father is already old.

"What's the matter?"

The hand on the prince's side tightened, "I would like to know why my father wanted to kill Lord Xiaowen?"

"Why did the prince say this?" Emperor Taikang frowned, "Has something happened to Wen San?"

The prince stared closely at his father's expression, but looked into a pair of unfathomable cold eyes, which contained nothing but indifference.

The prince was a little disappointed, "Father, Wen San encountered water bandits on his way to Beijing."

"I've heard that he is very lucky. You have good judgment. Wen San... is a capable minister." Emperor Taikang's voice was still calm.

"Father!" The hand on the side of the prince's side clenched suddenly, "Wen San is indeed a capable minister. Not to mention the distant past. Since he entered the capital and became the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, the pressure on his ministers has been much less. Father,

Since you praise Erchen for his good vision, why do you want to touch him?" He was very puzzled.

"Why father?" The prince looked a little excited.

Hearing that Jiuxiao was attacked, there was something fishy about the matter, so the prince naturally wanted to investigate. He sent his confidant, but the truth he found out was unbelievable to him.

He didn't believe it! He didn't believe that the person who wanted Wen San to die on the way back to Beijing was actually his father, but the evidence before him did not allow him to disbelieve it.

Emperor Taikang was silent.

The prince was in a complicated mood, "Father, why did you tell me this? You have taught me since childhood that as a member of the royal family, you must not act willfully, and as a respected person, you must not chill the hearts of your subjects. Why, father? You

Don't say you don't know, I have found out. The news was passed by the deputy commander of the Forbidden Army. He has no enmity or enmity with Wen San, and there is no conflict of interest. Moreover, the only one who can influence him is you, the emperor."

Even though he knew no one would eavesdrop, he still kept his voice low.

"Yes, I did it. I really don't want to see him come to Beijing." Emperor Taikang lowered his eyelids, looking cold and ruthless.

"Why, father?" The prince looked a little excited.

"Prince, you keep asking me, do you know what Wen San did?" Emperor Taikang raised his head and looked directly at the prince.

"What did he do?"

"An Le!" Emperor Taikang closed his eyes, then opened them again, with a stern expression, "He killed An Le, and your imperial sister An Le died at the hands of Wen San. Shouldn't the ministers below be killed for being disrespectful to their superiors?"

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"Impossible!" the prince blurted out, "Didn't Anle die of illness?"

The prince is not easy to fool. If Anle really died at the hands of Wen San, his father would have already convicted him. If not, it means there is something fishy here, at least it cannot be brought to the table.

"It's Wen San. Wen San shot An Le with an arrow, otherwise An Le wouldn't have died early." Emperor Taikang's eyes were gloomy. An Le had made a mistake first, but as a minister, he was so vengeful and had no dignity in his eyes.

Would he dare to use such a minister? Letting him live is already his greatest kindness. Out of sight, out of mind, it would be fine if he lives in a corner. The prince wants him to go to the capital, or he should take over as the Minister of the Ministry of Finance and run under his nose.

To be an eyesore? Humph, this is absolutely impossible!

"Why did the good Wen San want to shoot An Le? What did An Le do?" The prince's mind was racing and he recalled quickly, when did An Le get sick? Eight years ago. She was sick in the front, and Wen San was demoted in the back.

Beijing.

The fourth-rank Shaoqing of Dali Temple was demoted to a border area and served as a seventh-rank county magistrate. He heard that the third rank had not been charged with any crime. This was something that had not happened since the founding of the Daqing Dynasty.

This thing itself was weird, and the prince was surprised at the time. He knew that Wen San wanted to be released, because this matter had gone wrong several times, and he thought his father was expelled because of this matter.

Yes, now it seems that it is obviously not.

Well, what else happened before Wen San was released? By the way, Huguo Temple, Wen San's wife "Mr. Xiao Yu" went to Huguo Temple to offer incense and almost died in the back mountain...

"Anle sent someone to kill Wen San's wife?!" The prince suddenly raised his head.

Meeting the prince's gaze, Emperor Taikang wanted to dodge for a moment. As an emperor, he still had his determination, "So what?"

The prince couldn't believe his ears, "Father, it's obvious that An Le is wrong..."

"Anle is wrong, but this is not the reason for Wen San's offense. Anle is a princess and a king! If you let me die, I have to die." Emperor Taikang also looked excited. If one day he did something, Wen San

Is it possible to act boldly...

What he cared about was never a comfortable life and death, but his prince obviously didn't understand what he meant.

The prince took a deep breath. His father was really old. He didn't even know right from wrong. As a princess, could Anle do whatever he wanted? He was going to die, so why wouldn't anyone be allowed to resist? If someone dared to hurt him,

His wife and children, even if he risked his life, he would come back with revenge. He went to the army when he was more than ten years old and fought hard all the way. This is what he believed in.

What is the crime of hearing three things?

Obviously his father didn't think so. The prince was very disappointed because his father was not as wise as he thought!

"Father, Wen San is a capable minister. The court needs him, and his sons and ministers also need him. Even for the sake of his sons and ministers, let's stop this matter!" After clearing up the confusion, the prince was full of exhaustion. This is his father. He

What can he do? He can't even return justice to Sanyi.

"The deputy commander of the imperial army belongs to my father, and I will not touch him." But after my father has passed a hundred years, I will ask him to guard the imperial mausoleum for you. "My son still has government affairs to deal with.

I'll take my leave now, and I'll come see my father tomorrow."

The prince withdrew because he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he could not help but quarrel with his father. His father's body... could not spread his unfilial reputation.

Looking at the prince's retreating figure, Emperor Taikang looked coldly.

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