King Ji was indeed very happy. He summoned his close ministers for several days to discuss with them the matter of participating in the performance.
He had tried his best to stop Yu Wenhao before, but he didn't expect Concubine Xian to help him a lot.
He also asked Chu Mingyang to go back to the Chu family to inquire and see what Chu Shoufu had to say. He was always on guard that the Supreme Emperor and Chu Shoufu would try their best to speak out for Yu Wenhao.
He must know the strategy as early as possible so that he can prescribe the right medicine.
Chu Mingyang had been very cold towards him these days, but after hearing about this incident, he felt that he had hope of becoming a prince, so he quickly returned to his parents' house and started working as a spy.
King Ji did not hesitate to ask for help from Princess Ji, whose connections were always in her hands. Although she occasionally helped him these days, it was obvious that she was not doing her best.
After hearing this, Princess Ji spoke passionately, expressionless, "Huh? What happens next? What happens after you participate in the performance? What happens after you pull Yu Wenhao down?"
"Then I will have a chance to become the crown prince." Prince Ji looked at her and really couldn't bear to see her expression that was neither salty nor bland, as if he was demanding everything from her now.
"Do you have a chance, or does the fourth child have a chance? Or does the seventh child have a chance?" Princess Ji asked him mercilessly.
"The ambition of the fourth child has been seen through by the father. What chance does he have? Killing a female staff member in his palace will be the father's example of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. As for the seventh child..." Prince Ji sighed, raised his robe and sat down.
He said viciously: "It's just a reincarnation, thrown into the queen's belly. If this king had this fate, he would have been the prince long ago. He is useless. How could the father let him be the prince? He was already a prince.
There is also a chance that the legitimate son, who has the Chu family behind him, has married a girl from the Yuan family as a concubine. It's a pity that he is such a waste and doesn't know how to cherish it. Now it's all in vain, and he can only watch helplessly.
Opportunity lost.”
Princess Ji embroidered slowly, "Yes, Prince An has no chance, Prince Qi has no chance, but the prince has a chance?"
"Why don't I have a chance? In the eyes of my father, I have changed my mind and started a new life. After all, I am the eldest son of the emperor, so why don't I have a chance? Besides me, does my father have other candidates? Lao Liu
?Lao Ba Lao Jiu or the newly born Xiao Lao Ten?" King Ji snorted.
Princess Ji sighed in her heart and was unwilling to point it out. She only said: "I advise the prince to be more cautious first. If the father has no intention of deposing the prince, your work will not only be in vain, but also make the father angry."
King Ji slapped the table and said angrily: "How can you assassinate the Queen Mother without dethroning the Crown Prince? The Crown Prince cannot have such a rebellious mother. After all, you are not willing to help me, are you?"
Princess Ji put down the embroidery in her hand and raised her head to look at his anxious and angry face, "Of course I am willing to help the prince, as a couple, if you become the prince, I can also be the princess, isn't it great?
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"Then just move around and look for your people!" King Ji said angrily.
Princess Ji hummed and called the maid to come in, "Change, I want to go out."
King Ji was relieved and left happily.
Princess Ji looked at his back and said calmly: "Talk like farting, without thinking."
After changing clothes, I asked someone to bring some gifts. The carriage walked around outside and went straight to the Prince of Chu's Mansion.
There was a heavy snowfall on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. The temperature has been very low these days and the snow has not melted. The entire Prince of Chu's Mansion is covered in silver and looks very beautiful.
The children and Snow Wolf were walking the Fourth Master in the yard. The Fourth Master had some ropes tied to his body, and he sat on the skateboard and let the Snow Wolf drag him along, laughing heartily and loudly.