Three Kingdoms: I am not Liu Bian

Chapter 130 Can you find the reason why you are not reused?

West Palace, Main Hall

The prince's carriage slowly moved towards the West Palace gate. More than a hundred steps away from the palace gate, Fu Xie, the prince's groom, who was leading the prince's ceremonial procession, rode back. His eyes quickly met the prince's and he blinked lightly, subtly hinting that nothing was unusual.

Although the guards of the South and North Palaces and the Sima of each palace gate are all carefully arranged confidants, the principle of "it is better to be safe than sorry" will never go wrong.

The moment the white horse leading the carriage crossed the palace gate, Liu Bian happened to gently lift a corner of the curtain and looked towards the west palace gate.

But in an instant, his eyes suddenly froze, and a barely perceptible look of astonishment flashed across his originally calm face. He then signaled Dong Huang, the prince's stablemaster who was driving today, to stop the car.

Outside the palace gate, the empress's umbrella embroidered with intricate patterns stood in the setting sun. Empress He was supporting Lord Wuyang beside her under the umbrella. He Jin, Zhu Miao, Zhang Feng and He Xiaomei were standing on both sides, obviously waiting for him outside the palace gate. In this situation, how could he take the car to the outside of the palace gate and then get off?
"You barbarian, don't you recognize the Queen's procession?"

When getting off the car, Liu Bian frowned slightly, turned down the corners of his mouth, and slapped Dong Huang on the head in annoyance.

Dong Huang's body stiffened at first, then he touched his hit head, a simple smile appeared on his face, and he scratched his head.

Dong Huang, whose courtesy name was Bobi, was the son of Dong Zhuo's elder brother Dong Zhuo.

Dong Zhuo died young, so Dong Zhuo treated his nephew as his own son and "shamelessly" recommended Dong Huang to the crown prince.

But don’t think that Dong Huang is as silly as a husky in front of him. He is a tough guy who often fights with others outside.

After getting off the car, Dian Wei looked stern as he closely guarded the prince's left rear side, his right hand always pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist. Fu Xie stood solemnly on the prince's right rear side.

Gao Wang saw that Dong Huang looked confused and was obviously not familiar with the palace rules. He shook his head helplessly, sighed softly, and simply raised his hand to signal Dong Huang to follow his instructions to properly park the prince's carriage before entering the palace.

Liu Bian walked to the palace gate and bowed to the elders.

Today is a family dinner, and Lord Wuyang is here in person, so everyone calmly accepted the prince's courtesy as a junior.

After walking into the store together, everyone sat down in order of importance. Empress He and Lord Wuyang sat in the main seats, Empress He sat on the left and Lord Wuyang sat on the right, giving the most honorable position to the elder Lord Wuyang. Liu Bian sat in the first seat below Lord Wuyang's side.

"Is my mother in good health recently?" Liu Bian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a gentle smile on his face, and turned slightly to look at Wuyang Jun.

Although he did not interact with his grandmother frequently, Lord Wuyang was his elder after all, and he had a close relationship with Empress He and her daughter, so he naturally could not be disrespectful.

"I'm healthy, of course I'm healthy. My grandson cares so much about an old woman like me. Even if I have some minor illnesses, they are all dispelled by the majesty of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Wuyang Jun narrowed his eyes, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes relaxed, and a kind smile appeared on his face. His eyes were full of doting and concern when he looked at the prince.

Perhaps because she saw Liu Bian so seldom, she was more concerned about her grandson's health, caring for him even more than she had for He Jin's son. Furthermore, this good grandson had restored his original surname, Zhu Miao, and inherited the Zhu family bloodline, which made her feel worthy of their former friendship.

Thinking of this, the smile on Wuyang Jun's face became more intense. He reached out to pick up the wine glass on the table, took a sip of Longtan yellow wine, and his interest in the banquet became more and more excited.

"Grandmother heard you had a serious illness a while ago. You must not work so hard in the future. Let your two useless uncles gain more experience and help you share some of your worries." Wuyang Jun pointed at He Jin and Zhu Miao, shook his head slightly, and said with a hint of resentment, "How can a man of your stature let your nephews work themselves to death and fall ill? How disgraceful!"

Hearing Wuyang Jun's caring words, Liu Bian still had a smile on his face, but he felt a little disappointed with his grandmother. He lowered his eyelids slightly, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

After all, as his grandmother, she was first He Zhen's wife, then He Jin's stepmother and Zhu Miao's biological mother, and only then his grandmother.

It is true that in this era, it is the sons who take care of the elderly and see them to the end of their lives. The elderly will love their sons more after all. No matter how much they care about their grandson, it is impossible to delay the future of the He family.

Hearing Lord Wuyang's words, He Jin took the opportunity to speak out, "Mother mentioned sharing worries. I do want to help Bian'er, but Bian'er won't give his uncle a chance."

Dian Wei, who was standing behind Liu Bian, had a stern expression on his face that suddenly changed color. His thick eyebrows stood up, and the hand that was holding the long sword at his waist suddenly exerted force, with veins bulging, as if he was about to draw his sword and attack in the next second.

Is it ok for a man like He Suigao to call himself "Bian'er"?
Liu Bian felt something strange about Dian Wei behind him, and shook his head slightly at him without leaving any trace.

Wuyang Jun is here today, so we can’t scare this grandmother.

But beneath his calm expression, his left hand, hidden in his sleeve, was secretly exerting force, squeezing the bones so hard that a slight crackling sound was heard.

Empress He could call him "Bian'er" because they were mother and son connected by blood.

Lord Wuyang called him "Bian'er" because she was Empress He's biological mother and his grandmother.

Although you, He Suigao, are my uncle, are you worthy of calling me that?
"Your Highness has inherited the legacy of Emperor Gao, being adept at identifying and employing people. Your Highness has his own plans for how to deploy and arrange things. Why should you speculate?" Zhu Miao, unaware of the rage hidden beneath the Crown Prince's calm expression, subconsciously retorted, sarcastically, "If Your Highness can use you, he will naturally employ you. What's the rush?"

Zhang Feng and He Xiaomei looked at each other, a hint of helplessness flashed in their eyes, and they lowered their heads at the same time, choosing not to get involved in the conflict between the two brothers, and ate their dishes in silence.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always been good at selecting and appointing the right people. He Jin, as His Highness's uncle, has been unemployed and doing nothing. Shouldn't you reflect on whether your own abilities are insufficient? Zhu Miao practically scolded He Jin as a complete mediocrity, which was why he was not appointed by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Zhu Miao's words were very rude, and they were full of sharp thorns that pierced people's hearts.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always been good at selecting and appointing the right people to the right posts. However, you, He Jin, as His Royal Highness's uncle, have been idle without any job. Shouldn't you look for the problem in yourself?
Zhu Miao almost called He Jin a complete waste, which was why he was not appointed by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Sometimes it’s better to look for your own reasons!

(End of this chapter)