Xiao Yao stood in the center of the hall for who knows how long.
Xiao Chengye asked him to stay, saying that he wanted to talk to him, but after he stayed, Xiao Chengye went to work on the memorial on the table without saying a word to Xiao Yao.
The longer the time went on, the uneasiness in Xiao Yao's heart continued to spread, and the cold sweat on his forehead continued to fall.
Xiao Chengye's silence was like a big mountain that was constantly pressing on his head, trying to crush him.
Just when Xiao Yao was about to lose his footing, Xiao Chengye over there raised his hand and put the last booklet aside as if he had finally finished his work.
Then he looked back at Xiao Yao below, looking at his youngest son.
Once upon a time, the fourth child was considered his favorite son.
He is the legitimate son, and he has been smart since he was a child. Although he acts a little self-willed when he grows up, he has never caused any trouble, and he can do well in whatever he is asked to do.
But for some reason, Xiao Yao gradually changed as time went by.
People who used to be indifferent to fame and fortune suddenly began to fight for power and wealth, with only ambition in their eyes.
Xiao Chengye sighed and suddenly said: "Is it because your mother's sudden death has hit you too hard?"
Xiao Yao was stunned, raised his head and looked at Xiao Chengye, opened his mouth, but made no sound.
Xiao Chengye shook his head and said: "When your mother was still alive, you were not like this, but now you have become like this."
There was a bit of regret in his tone.
Xiao Yao's mind was buzzing, and he wanted to defend himself, to say that this was not the case, but he couldn't say a word.
Cold sweat, more.
"Do you think I really don't know what you want to do?" Xiao Chengye said coolly.
Xiao Yao could no longer stand and knelt down with a plop, his head lowered and his whole body was stiff.
"You are the legitimate son, why bother having trouble with the third child." Xiao Chengye said leisurely, "He was born among the people, and suffered so much hardship among the people. He doesn't have much sense of belonging to the royal family, and he is even very cold towards my father. He
Unlike you, you have been loved by your mother since you were young, taught by me, and pampered by many people when you grew up. Fourth child, how can you be so indifferent to me?"
Among his sons, the third was the worst.
His other princes and princesses all grew up in the palace, had the best food, the best clothing, and the best education. But his third child may not even have a full meal since he was a child, let alone clothing and education.
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The child grew up stumbling, resulting in such a cold temperament.
He finally returned home, but none of his brothers and sisters thought highly of him, and they all ostracized him and treated him like a transparent person.
Moreover, not long after returning to the palace, his mother disappeared...
After much thought, he felt that being the third child was not easy.
After listening to Xiao Chengye's words, Xiao Yao's eyes turned slightly red.
He looked up at Xiao Chengye and said, "It's true that he suffered a lot when he was a child, but now, don't you love him the most, Father?"
Xiao Chengye slapped his hand on the table and said sternly: "Shouldn't I be nicer to him?"
Xiao Yao: "..."
"Moreover, he is more up-to-date than you!" Xiao Chengye's tone couldn't help but become a little heavier, and he said in a deep voice, "He didn't fail in any of the things I entrusted to him. As a prince, he went to Southern Xinjiang with swords and guns.
More than two years have passed, and I have risked my life and left countless scars to help me pacify Southern Xinjiang. Xiao Yao, tell me, can you do it? Besides him, who else can do it? "
"Now you are saying that I am partial and that I am partial to him, then have you never thought about what you did and what he did?"
"Moreover, he is different from you." Xiao Chengye said word by word, "He is not like you. His mind is full of power and his eyes are full of ambition. And as long as he can live a good life with his wife, he will
Then you can be happy.”
Xiao Yao moved his lips and wanted to say that was not the case. But the last bit of reason told him that if he continued to quibble, Xiao Chengye would only become angrier.
Xiao Chengye stared at Xiao Yao and said slowly: "The less he wants it, the more I want to give it to him. But you are trying to steal it from me."
Xiao Yao couldn't listen anymore. He knocked on the ground with a bang and trembled: "Father, I never have such intention."
"Yes, I did do some things. Maybe these things made my father misunderstand that I have disobedient intentions. But I swear, I really didn't."
Xiao Yao's tone was breathless and he spoke with great difficulty: "The reason why I did that... was just because I didn't want to disappoint my mother. Before my mother died, she repeatedly told her to take good care of her elder brother, but I didn't do it.
This made Erchen feel guilty all the time. Therefore, Erchen was confused for a moment and did something he shouldn't have done. Erchen didn't mean to do anything, he just wanted to do a better job so that his mother could feel at ease.
, I can also take care of my elder brother more within the scope of my power."
Xiao Chengye narrowed his eyes: "You do have a deep brotherly love! If you could share some of your brotherly love for Xiao Jue with the third child, you wouldn't be in such a quarrel."
Xiao Yao looked embarrassed, and after a while he said: "The third brother... is a bit cold. I also tried to get close to him, but he didn't want to accept me."
"But father, don't worry, I will never go against Third Brother again," Xiao Yao promised, "I will let Third Brother accept me."
Xiao Chengye seemed to be finally satisfied and said: "We are all brothers, don't make it too ugly."
Xiao Yao nodded.
Xiao Chengye waved his hand: "Get out."
Xiao Yao stood up and walked out like a wandering spirit.
Just as he walked to the door, he heard Xiao Chengye's voice coming from behind: "By the way, over there in Southern Xinjiang..."
Xiao Yao froze and clenched his fists tightly.
Xiao Chengye waited for a moment before finishing the rest of his words: "As for the King of Southern Xinjiang, I will personally write a letter to explain it, so you don't have to wipe your hands. The King of Southern Xinjiang is very ambitious, so don't let him lead you astray.
"
Xiao Yao pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "Yes, father, don't worry, I know the importance of this."
Xiao Chengye nodded and let him go out.
After Xiao Yao walked out of the Qinzheng Hall, Xiao Chengye calmed down the expression on his face, and his aura was a little gloomy.
Gao Cheng stood aside, not daring to speak nonsense.
After a while, Xiao Chengye sneered and said leisurely: "The queen gave me two good sons, who are exactly like her."
When the queen was here, he didn't like it.
That woman only has rights in her eyes.
Unexpectedly, her two sons were more ambitious than the other.
Xiao Jue even wanted to rebel, but Xiao Yao actually wanted to unite with Southern Xinjiang to check and balance him.
Xiao Chengye rubbed his brows tiredly, thinking that it was lucky that he had a third child, otherwise he would have been dead.
