"Zhao Jin has always had a lot of clever ideas. If he is confident about the rebellion, he must have other methods."
"How do you want to test Father?"
Zhao Xin looked at Zhao Zhongsheng with a smile, "This matter is up to you."
Hearing this, Zhao Zhongsheng was a little confused, what was wrong with him?
"Your Crown Prince, I have not asked you to grant him the title. Now that His Majesty is unconscious, it is reasonable to ask the Prince Zhao Jin to grant him the title."
Zhao Xin narrowed his eyes slightly, "Let's use this reason to go to Bianzhou City and test it out."
"Wait until the time comes and then decide whether to take action now."
Zhao Zhongsheng was silent for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Now it seems that this is all.
After all, the father is not willing to directly raise an army.
If Zhao Jin was not confident, he could convince his father to raise an army immediately.
At this time, outside the door.
A thin young man covered his lips and carefully left the door without being noticed.
Zhao Xin mobilized the guards, originally to prevent others from discovering their plan.
Only his two confidants and Zhao Zhongsheng knew about this matter, and he was worried that the guards would know about it.
However, he did not expect that precisely because he mobilized the guards, others would overhear the matter.
Zhao Zhongru returned to the yard with a somewhat frightened expression.
"Why are you so lost?"
As soon as he returned to the yard, he bumped into his mother who raised him.
When Zhao Zhongru saw the other party clearly, he winced and said, "Mother."
Madam Ru held the handkerchief in her hand, looked at Zhao Zhongru, sneered, and asked again, "Let me ask you, why are you so lost?"
"No, I almost fell down just now. I was scared." Zhao Zhongru muttered.
"What a waste."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Ru's face darkened, and after scolding her, she waved her hand and left.
The attendants following her deliberately bumped into Zhao Zhongru's shoulders one by one when they passed by him.
His shoulder was hit several times, causing some pain. Zhao Zhongru shrank and did not dare to say a word.
After everyone left, Zhao Zhongru put away his panicked expression and pushed the door into his room expressionlessly.
It's said to be a room, but it's actually smaller than the room where servants live.
The desk and chairs were all put aside, the bed was almost touching the desk, and the wardrobe was pitifully small.
There was also some cooking utensils tucked into the corner.
These things almost filled the entire room, and there wasn't much space to put down. It could only be completed by walking back and forth in a few steps.
Zhao Zhongru sat down on the chair, his mind filled with what he had just heard.
Please make the prince a prince...
Obviously, the position of the crown prince should belong to him.
Bianzhou, Prince, no, he must follow. This may be his only chance.
"Your Highness." A man appeared in Zhao Zhongru's room.
"Uncle Gong."
Zhao Zhongru's face softened a lot, and he even smiled slightly, "Uncle Gong, let's get ready and go to Bianzhou City."
"Your Highness is leaving the Prince's Mansion?"
The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Gong showed joy on his face, "Your Highness, you have finally figured it out. There are still a few of us who can't live happily wherever we go after leaving this palace."
"We don't want to be angry with this family here."
"No, Uncle Gong, these are all my things, I have to get them back."
The smile on Uncle Gong's face suddenly disappeared, and he sighed heavily, "Your Highness, why are you so stubborn?"
"Uncle Gong." Zhao Zhongru's eyes were firm, "I must get back my things. These are also my mother's things."
Hearing the young man mention his wife, Uncle Gong felt helpless, "Okay, okay, but why are we going to Bianzhou City?"
"I just heard that Zhao Xin and Zhao Zhongsheng are going to Bianzhou City to ask for the prince's title."
Uncle Gong, who just said not to be obsessed with these things, suddenly changed his expression, "What a bastard! Back then, Zhao Xin kept saying that the position of the crown prince must be yours."
Zhao Zhongru was not angry about this. Instead, he laughed and said, "Uncle Gong, since he won't give it to me, I'll just go and get it myself."
"You want to go to Bianzhou City and find someone for help?"
"Well." Zhao Zhongru's eyes were scattered on the table, "A few of us can't deal with Zhao Xin and Zhao Zhongsheng, but the prince can."
"But will His Royal Highness help us?"
Zhao Zhongru smiled slightly and said, "Yes."
…
The middle king requested to enter Bianzhou City, but his legitimate son Zhao Zhongsheng asked to be granted the title of crown prince.
When Zhao Jin saw the fold, he directly put it aside.
It wasn't until two days later that Seng Fan came in with news about the king.
"Your Highness, it was Zhao Zhongsheng's idea that the king came to Beijing this time and wanted to bring Princess Shang with him."
"Princess Shang?"
Zhao Jin raised his eyes in surprise, "Which princesses are suitable now?"
"The fifth princess and the ninth princess are not yet married. The fifth princess is already ready for marriage. The ninth princess is younger, but it is time for marriage."
The fifth princess and the ninth princess.
Zhao Jin thought about their ages and his eyelids jumped suddenly.
They are all in their teens, and when people get married at this time, he is not a beast.
"What about the situation in the Prince's Palace?" Zhao Jin skipped the topic directly.
Seng Fan looked a little strange, "In the Prince's Palace, it's good that Zhao Zhongsheng is the legitimate son, but the Prince has another legitimate son."
"Second son?"
"no."
Zhao Jin paused in his movements, "The eldest son?"
"Exactly." Seng Fan frowned and explained: "The king had two consecutive wives. His first wife gave birth to his eldest son Zhao Zhongru. He fell seriously ill and died not long after."
"Zhao Zhongru was sent by the king to be raised by Mrs. Ru."
Zhao Jin put down his brush and asked: "Is the second wife Mrs. Ru?"
Since Zhao Xin gave his eldest son to Mrs. Ru to be raised, he probably wanted Mrs. Ru to be the mistress.
After all, Zhao Zhongru is the legitimate eldest son, and he should be raised by a new mistress, unless Zhao Xin no longer marries a wife, and there is no longer a new mistress in the Prince's Palace.
"no."
Seng Fan pursed his lips and said, "A hundred days after the death of his first wife, the middle king took another concubine as his wife. And when his ex-wife was still alive, the middle king often doted on his concubines and destroyed his wife."
"Did he deliberately give Zhao Zhongru to Mrs. Ru to be raised?" Zhao Jin reacted immediately.
I am afraid that the middle king had already chosen the side wife as his wife, otherwise he would not have been so impatient to make her his first wife just a hundred days after his first wife passed away.
Let the eldest son be raised by a wife.
The wife of the royal family is, to put it mildly, a concubine.
In this way, is this eldest son still considered the eldest son?
Judging from Zhao Xin's behavior, I'm afraid he just wanted Zhao Zhongsheng to be his eldest son.
"Are there some nasty and disgusting things that happen in all royal palaces?" Zhao Jin frowned and couldn't help but ask.