The most romantic little emperor

"Mr. Gao," Qin Hao spoke slowly, reminding him, "During this period of time, I want you to closely monitor the movements in the palace. Let the eunuchs and guards in the palace keep their eyes open and keep a close eye on every corner. Don't let those with ulterior motives take advantage of the opportunity and attack my brothers and royal relatives."

Gao Lishi agreed respectfully. He bowed his head and said, "Just now, Concubine Dong and Concubine Su asked me how to deal with the late emperor's funeral. I am stupid, so I beg the emperor to give me some advice."

Qin Hao turned his head slightly, his eyes fell on Qin Yu and Qin Yuan, and said softly: "Third brother, sixth brother, let's go to pay respects to the aunts together and let their hearts be at peace."

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After Su Zhengfang paid tribute to the late emperor, he was filled with anger and returned to the Su Mansion with a gloomy face. The moment he walked into the study, he could no longer suppress his anger and smashed several delicate cups. The sound of broken porcelain echoed in the study, which was extremely harsh.

He cursed loudly, "Qin Hao, you are going too far, I will teach you a lesson."

Every word he uttered was filled with anger and resentment, as if he wanted to eat Qin Hao alive.

The butler outside the door heard the noise in the study and knew something was wrong. He quickly signaled the servants who were preparing to serve tea and water to step back far away, for fear that they would be affected.

He stood outside the door, carefully observing the movements in the study, for fear of disturbing Su Zhengfang who was angry.

At this moment, Su Meng came from a distance and saw the housekeeper's cautious look, and he couldn't help but feel curious. He shouted from a distance: "Housekeeper, is my father back?"

The housekeeper turned around and looked at Su Meng who was walking towards him. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled and said, "It's the second young master! The master just came back and he's not in a good mood. You'd better not go in yet, so as not to run into the gun."

There was a hint of exhortation and reminder in his tone, hoping that Su Meng could avoid the limelight.

However, Su Meng ignored his reminder and walked into the study room with big strides, as if he was ready to face his father's anger. He knew that his father was so angry because something must have happened in the palace.

In the study, Su Zhengfang's anger had not yet subsided. He sat at the desk with a frown on his face, as if thinking about something. Su Meng's sudden appearance surprised him a little, but he soon felt relieved.

Su Meng saw the broken teacup on the ground, but ignored it. He quickly walked to Su Zhengfang, bowed his head slightly, and saluted to Su Zhengfang. He asked with concern: "Father, what happened in the palace that made you so unhappy? Could it be that the little prince was secretly causing trouble and ruining our plan?"

When Su Zhengfang heard Su Meng's question, his tense expression relaxed a little. He looked up at Su Meng, with a gleam of admiration and satisfaction in his eyes.

Su Meng is his proudest son, and he has long regarded Su Meng as the hope of the family.

Su Zhengfang nodded gently, his voice heavy: "Meng'er, the late emperor finally passed the throne to the prince. Now, that kid has become the emperor of Daxia."

Su Meng's heart suddenly tightened when he heard this. His nervousness was beyond words. He asked in a trembling voice: "Father, if that's the case, haven't we already lost our chance?"

Su Zhengfang shook his head slightly, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He said coldly: "Although Qin Hao is already the emperor, the edict has not been read yet. However, the enthronement ceremony will be held in three days. Therefore, we don't have much time left."

Su Meng took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner panic. He reminded, "Father, I have arranged the personnel according to your instructions. We will act immediately after your order. Now, do we need to act in advance? After all, time is becoming more and more urgent for us."

Su Zhengfang's eyes flashed with determination, and he said in a deep voice: "Time waits for no one, we must hurry up. Qin Hao's accession to the throne is definitely not a good thing for us. Now, we must find the will before he officially ascends the throne. Only in this way can we take the initiative and have a chance to turn the tables. Otherwise, we will never be able to turn things around."

He paused and continued, "Go ahead, do everything according to the plan. It's time to let all those secret agents in the palace come out in the open. At the first hour of the first lunar month, start the action. No matter what the cost, even if all these people die, we must find the late emperor's will."

"Remember, you must not show up in person. This matter needs to be handled by Wen Tai, the Minister of War. After you find the will, give it to Wen Tai first. After he reads it, he will destroy it immediately without leaving a trace."

At this moment, Su Meng was extremely excited. He knew that the importance of this operation was no less than a life-and-death battle. He had to proceed step by step without any mistakes. If he was not careful, his Su family might be pushed into an abyss of no return.

He took a deep breath, calmed his inner excitement, and said to Su Zhengfang solemnly: "Father, please rest assured that I will do my best to complete the mission. Even if the mission fails, I will make arrangements and try to clear everything from my Su family and never let the family be implicated."

"Go and complete your mission. I look forward to hearing good news from you." Su Zhengfang waved his hand, signaling Su Meng to leave.

When Su Meng's figure gradually disappeared in the night, Su Zheng finally came back to his senses and said softly, "Little Emperor, are you setting up a big chess game to lure me into it? Humph, how can I do what you wish and be easily fooled? Just wait for my next move."

After a moment, he called softly, "Liu Fu."

As the words fell, a black shadow rushed out from the darkness and appeared in front of Su Zhengfang like a ghost.

Liu Fu knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and asked respectfully in a low voice: "Master, what can I do for you?"

Su Zhengfang lowered his head slightly, as if he was thinking deeply. After a moment, he leaned close to Liu Fu's ear and whispered in a low voice. Although his voice was small, it revealed his unquestionable firmness and decisiveness.

Liu Fu listened and nodded repeatedly with a solemn expression on his face.

After Su Zhengfang finished speaking, he bowed respectfully and said in a steady and powerful voice: "Master, don't worry, I will do my best to live up to your trust and complete the task."

The conversation between the two was concise and powerful, revealing a tacit understanding and trust, as if they had already understood each other tacitly and there was no need for excessive words.

In this delicate atmosphere, a carefully planned operation is about to unfold quietly.