At this moment, Prince Chen's voice seemed to sound very soft, his delicate voice was like that of the romantic prince who had not yet taken power, and his eyes also showed warmth.
"Du Wei, I know that even though I am high and mighty and have thousands of people surrendering to me, there will inevitably be people behind my back who will accuse me of being a traitor who kills his brother and defrauds his father. Although the eldest brother was rebellious back then, he is dead after all, and I promise
He fulfilled his request before his death, did not deprive him of his royal status, and gave him the treatment of a flag burial. It's just that when a person dies, he will always receive some sympathy. Besides... Although I seem to be prosperous now, this 'regent'
'My identity is a bit embarrassing to say... My father, hum! He may not have been so peaceful in the palace in the past two years. I also know that the public opinion outside does not unanimously praise me.
.There are always some rebellious officials who want to talk nonsense. They say that I killed my brother. Well, I admit it. Although I did not kill the eldest brother with my own hands, I was indeed the one who forced him to death on that occasion.
He said that I bullied my father... Humph, what a 'bullying'! The eldest brother and I finally met each other in a fight to the death, and it was he who had worked hard to bring about this situation over the years!"
This last sentence made Du Wei's expression change... Is there any royal secret in this?
According to current normal logic, the coup in the imperial capital two years ago has already been concluded. The mainstream view is that Augustine VI made the eldest prince the crown prince in his early years, but in his later years he favored his younger son Chen.
The prince made the eldest prince feel that the position of the heir was in danger, so he decided to make a coup.
Isn't it...that's the case?
"Indeed it's not like that!" Prince Chen laughed and looked at Du Wei's surprised look: "Du Wei, I can probably guess what you are thinking about what this statement is circulating outside. How can I still not know? Just
But...it's such a pity that neither I nor the eldest brother are just victims of my father!"
Having said this, Prince Chen suddenly turned around and shouted to several palace warriors in golden armor in the distance: "You all go down, I want to talk to Duke Tulip about something, everyone leave the garden! Who dares to listen even half a sentence.
Kill immediately!"
After obeying the order, the golden-armored warriors bent down to salute and turned to leave.
Prince Chen showed a trace of exhaustion on his face, and suddenly sat down on the ground. It was winter at the moment, and the grass in the palace garden had withered. The majestic ruler of the empire just sat on the withered grass casually, and then looked at Du
Wei glanced at it and patted the ground beside him.
Du Wei hesitated for a moment and then sat down next to Prince Chen.
"Duwei, do you want to hear a story?"
These words made Du Wei laugh even weirder.
Damn it... In the past few days, I seem to be listening to people telling stories all the time. Maximus told himself a story, and QQ told himself another version of the story.
Now we have arrived at the imperial palace. Does Prince Chen also want to tell himself a story?
But whether Du Wei is willing or not, this story still needs to be heard: The majestic Imperial Regent wants to tell you a story, how can you refuse?
Besides, Du Wei is really curious...
Prince Chen sighed softly. He reached out his hand casually and pulled out a thorn stick from the nearby flower bush. With his slender fingers, he pulled out the thorns on the thorn stick one by one, and then said slowly: "
That was when I was ten years old..."
Since I was very young, I have always thought that I am probably the happiest person in the world.
The glory and honor of being born into the royal family. Distinguished lineage and identity, royal title...
When I was very young, people around me liked to praise me for my intelligence, saying that I was a rare genius prince in the royal family, smart and wise. In fact, I know that most of these words were just false compliments.
As for me, I just became sensible earlier than other children.
Everyone thinks that my father likes me very much... Well, he probably likes me, because I am his youngest son. He was only born when he was fifty years old. Of course he is more precious. Legend has it.
He had always wanted to have another son, but unfortunately other concubines gave him several princesses in succession. He even killed one of the concubines in anger... Hey!
Finally, when my mother gave birth to me, she was probably relieved.
But...when I was very young, I always had a strange feeling for some reason. This feeling came from my dear father!
Yes, it’s Father!
I became sensible early and showed my intelligence very early. Therefore, I hired an enlightenment teacher earlier than other children. Whether they were court scholars, astrologers or court magicians, they all praised me for my intelligence and told me how talented I was.
excellent……
But, is this probably my hallucination? Because every time, I always feel that when the teachers praise me in front of my father, the way my father looks at me is a bit strange. It doesn’t look like anything.
The look in the eyes of a loving father looking at his beloved and outstanding son.
That look was like... like an aging male lion looking at a young lion that was already showing its teeth and claws! It was as if a person saw a potential threat in the future!
That look in my eyes made me feel a bit of instinctive uneasiness and a bit of instinctive danger!
Although... my father hid this look very deeply, but I already vaguely understood something:
In fact, my father does not really like me or dote on me as outsiders say.
Perhaps, his liking and doting on me was just a deliberate act.
When I was little, I didn't understand why.
When I was ten years old, I finally understood!
That year was my father's sixtieth birthday.
Although he is the supreme emperor of the empire, the ruler of the continent, and the most powerful man on the continent, when a person reaches sixty years old, he will inevitably become much older. But this world is just like this. The older the person, the older he becomes.
, sometimes, but more and more, I have to hold on to something and refuse to let go!
That year, I was only ten years old. But on the night after my father’s birthday dinner, my mother came to my bedroom. She looked happy, and then told me one thing: my father seemed to want to change the title of crown prince.
, intends to make me the crown prince!
However, when he showed a little intention at the dinner party, he was fiercely opposed by the noble ministers. This matter was strictly prohibited from being publicized, so very few people knew about it.
What is being circulated outside is that when my father was seventy years old and I was twenty, he wanted to make me the crown prince but my ministers opposed it. In fact, this happened ten years earlier. As early as when I was ten years old,
My father already wanted to do this.
Okay, let me go on to the night when I was ten years old...
My mother is not a wise woman. She just instinctively thinks that if I can be the crown prince and the future emperor, it will be a great thing. So she is very happy. After all, my father has this intention, maybe in the future
It will succeed. Moreover, my mother is not a scheming woman. She was so happy that she couldn't help but tell me at night.
But, that night, I felt danger!
It was a chill that penetrated the whole body!!
Everyone is right, I am indeed smarter than my peers because I became sensible earlier.
At that time, I already understood a truth: there is no unreasonable benefit for you in the world!
Yes, I am young and smart, and all the teachers who teach me praise me. Even many noble ministers will praise me at banquets for my youth and wisdom...
However, a ten-year-old child, no matter how smart he is and how talented he is, can his father change his mind and establish another crown prince? Is it possible?
You know, at that time, my eldest brother Yawen was already in his thirties. The eldest brother, who was in his thirties, was already very capable in doing things. In his early years, he also participated in the northwest war, and although his performance was
I can't say how amazing he is, but he still has a small contribution. And in those years, as the crown prince, he gradually had his own team. He was also quite good at doing things. At his age, he was also very outstanding. Some
He handles all aspects of government affairs in an all-round way.
A ten-year-old boy, no matter how smart he is, is only talented in studying. Such performance can overwhelm a thirty-year-old who has already mastered a certain amount of power and has done things well.
Adult???
At least I don’t believe it myself!
Father, he would distrust a stable and mature adult son in his thirties, but instead believe in a ten-year-old kid? I'm afraid no normal person would think so!
It's ridiculous. My mother thought this was a good thing, but in fact... it was simply a danger!
From that day on, everything changed.
The attendants, maids, and palace teachers around me all treated me with much more respect, as if in their eyes, I was no longer simply "Prince Chen", but became "Chen, the potential emperor."
Prince"!
What's more important...even my dear brother, the eldest prince Yawen, has changed his attitude towards me!
When I was young, my eldest brother once hugged me. I even clearly remember that when I was young, he taught me how to ride a horse. He hugged me and sat on a white horse, and then said to me, "
Our Augustine family won the dominance of this continent through martial arts, and as a son of the Augustine family, you must have a martial spirit!"
At that time, he was like a real eldest brother. After all, although my father had many children, he only had two sons, and the others were daughters. So when I was young, the eldest brother was still very close to me.
But just because of what my father revealed at that birthday dinner, the eldest brother’s attitude towards me also changed.
He never came to see me or visit me again. He never came to take me horseback riding, and he never accompanied me to watch the palace warriors practice their martial arts. I even remember that he originally promised me
To be continued...