Mother, I have returned to the throne.

In the palace of Prime Minister Quan.

Lin Fu changed his clothes late at night and was about to rest.

How do you know?

Suddenly an excited voice came from outside the door.

"Dad, are you there?"

Hearing that it was the third prince, Lin Fu did not dare to delay and immediately got up to change his clothes.

Come to the courtyard.

But the third prince seemed very interested.

"What's going on?" What is this guy doing in the middle of the night?

Are you going to let me sleep?

In the court, the third prince acted on his own, causing a conflict between Song Yuan and the barbarians.

In the end, the one who suffered the greatest loss was Lin Fu.

Even at this moment, the powerful minister was still furious.

The third prince was also timid before and did not dare to visit after the morning court was over.

Now seeing that the other party was brave enough to come up to him, Lin Fu immediately realized that something was wrong.

What is this guy going to do?

"Dad, you don't know. I received news a while ago that the barbarian high priest was blocked in the Crown Prince's residence. The two of them made a bet, but in the end, the Crown Prince lost!"

"The whole city is in an uproar now. Everyone is making a big fuss. I think the eldest prince's life is in danger!"

"Are you serious?" Lin Fu instantly perked up.

If you say this, I won’t be sleepy anymore!

Since the morning court session, Lin Fu has always regarded Song Yuan as a thorn in his side.

When he suddenly heard the news of the other person's death, he burst into laughter.

But after a moment, Lin Fu's face turned serious and he waved at Song Qi.

"Okay, don't be so happy. This is a good opportunity to win people's hearts!"

"Dad, how do you say this?"

"Think about it, your father, the emperor, was quite optimistic about the eldest prince. Now that he suddenly heard the news of his death, how would he feel?"

Lin Fu was a shrewd man. He had already thought of three steps ahead before taking just the first step.

"Go, immediately go to that good-for-nothing's house. If he's really dead, His Majesty will definitely be there. Remember, you must cry out loud in front of your cheap father!"

"You must not say a single bad word about the eldest prince from beginning to end. You must praise him!"

"But……"

Hearing this arrangement, Song Qi couldn't help but clench his fists.

How could he say such words when he hated Song Yuan so much?

"Think about it, since the person is dead anyway, you can just treat it as a stepping stone for you to become the crown prince. Doesn't that make you feel better?"

Lin Fu enlightened.

As soon as these words were spoken, the third prince Song Qi instantly became alert.

"Don't tell me it really works!"

The two old foxes, one big and one small, gathered together and shed a lot of tears.

Song Qi was fully prepared and then waved goodbye.

"Dad, just wait for my good news!"

……

In front of Song Yuan's residence.

As soon as Song Youji got off the horse, he started to find faults.

"Puzzle, puzzle, someone come and replace these lanterns! We're getting married soon, so we should put up some lights and decorate them brighter, brighter!"

Seeing that his cheap father was giving orders, he began to direct people to the scene.

Song Yuan just felt a headache!

There's money everywhere, but you just talk and don't do anything. Why don't you pay for it?

In addition, Song Yuan was very hungry before, and after making a bet with Nabuma, he was afraid that the night would be long and he would have trouble sleeping, so he didn't even have time to eat, and hurried to the post station.

The moon is already high in the sky and my stomach is growling with hunger.

Seeing that his cheap father became more and more excited the more he gave orders, Song Yuan was really hungry, so he bit the bullet and went forward.

"Father, why don't you let the servants handle these matters? You and I will go into the mansion together. I will prepare some wine and food, and we can eat and chat while we do so, okay?"

Song Youji really felt a little thirsty, so he nodded reluctantly.

But the two of them had just sat down, and Song Yuan hadn't yet given the order to prepare the banquet.

General Zhao, who had been providing cover for Song Youji in the main hall before, suddenly appeared as his confidant.

"Your Majesty, the post station just reported that High Priest Bulma was so angry with the Crown Prince that he vomited blood and is now unconscious. Do you think we should call the imperial physician?"

"Is there such a good thing?"

Song Youji was shocked and stood up while slapping the table.

Suddenly, he felt that what he said seemed inappropriate, so he suppressed his emotions and waved his hand.

"What on earth is going on?!"

For a long time, the Qin Dynasty has been suppressed by the barbarians.

Now that he had finally gotten his revenge, Song Youji felt extremely happy.

Hurry and urge General Zhao.

Please tell me quickly and make me happy!

When General Zhao saw Song Youji's behavior, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

Come on, what kind of imperial physician is this?

Judging from the emperor's attitude, he seems to be hoping Bulma dies!

At the moment, he could only patiently explain the whole story.

Song Yuan, who was standing by, stamped his feet in frustration as he saw the two of them wasted time and time again.

It's just a matter of a few words, do you two have to analyze it so carefully?

It's not easy for me to leave since you two are standing here.

Hey, I haven't eaten yet, can you please take care of my feelings?

After finally seeing off General Zhao, Song Yuan finally felt relieved and hurriedly called the housekeeper over.

secretly.

Seeing the butler's look, Song Youji couldn't help but curl his lips.

The news that Song Yuan was about to die came from the other party.

When he thought about this, Song Youji felt irritated.

I asked you to pass on the message, but you just messed around.

I will definitely call you away and ask you to clean the pigpen in the palace!

"You go and fry it... Never mind, I'll go check out the recipe!"

Song Yuan was about to say the name of the dish, but changed his mind.

It's not easy for me, your cheap father, to come here once. If I serve the same four dishes and one soup as before, I'm afraid I won't be able to fool people.

"Father, I will go down and make some arrangements first!"

He explained and immediately turned and left.

Looking at Song Yuan's receding back, Song Youji couldn't help but nodded, but then he was in trouble again.

"General Zhao, tell me, the eldest prince has accomplished a great feat this time. How should I reward him?"

Ever since the barbarians came, Song Yuan has become like a different person.

From the beginning of the dinner until now, three great achievements have been made.

Those who know Song Yuan think that he is well-educated and talented, while those who don’t know him think that Song Yuan is using barbarians to gain merit!

When Song Youji thought about the reward for Song Yuan, he got a headache.

General Zhao, who was standing beside him, suggested, "Your Majesty, how about giving the First Prince Song some gold and silver?"

"That's necessary, but gold and silver are superficial. How can they express one's feelings?" Song Youji waved his hand in rejection.

"Why not appoint him as an official?"

Song Youji frowned. This kid could make Bulma into such a mess just for a few horses. If he really put him under his nose, he would probably vomit blood.

"No, no!"

General Zhao could only watch helplessly as his suggestions were rejected one after another.

Seeing this, Song Youji couldn't help but lower his head.

The two of them gathered together in deep thought, and the huge front hall was silent.

Just in front of the courtyard gate at this moment.

The third prince Song Qi walked in with a beaming look on his face.

From a distance, he saw Song Yuan's mansion decorated with lights and colorful decorations!

When I asked about it, I became even more excited.

"These are all words spoken by His Majesty the Emperor himself. He should hang them up to make them more clear!"

Listen?

Your Majesty is busy with all kinds of affairs, so how can you have nothing better to do than to visit your family?

Something big must have happened!

When do you need to light lanterns?

Either you get married or you die!

The eldest brother’s wedding date is still a while away, and it seems that this guy will not be lucky enough to marry the princess after all!

The more Song Qi thought about it, the more proud he became. He walked out of the front yard accompanied by others.

Looking at himself from a distance, he saw that his father and General Zhao beside him had drooping faces and looked sad.

I was even more shocked at that moment!

good good!

It was obvious that the two of them had heard the news of Song Yuan's death and were worried.

What my father-in-law said was indeed useful. I came at the right time!

At this point, Song Qi no longer dared to hesitate.

He wiped his eyes and forced out two tears.

Then there was a ghostly howl.

"Father, I'm so sad!"