After crossing, I was forced to hold on to my thighs and build a kingdom

"Call the doctor quickly!"

In the chaos, someone shouted, and someone else hurriedly went to find the imperial physician.

Crown Prince Shenyou is still in a state of chaos at this time. Wasn't it said that the disease would not break out until six hours later, and that this was not the way to die?

Why does the Prince of Dingbei look like this?

Even though everyone in the world knew that the imperial court and the northern border could no longer coexist, the last fig leaf had not yet been torn off. As a dignified crown prince, he did not dare to poison his loyal ministers stationed on the border.

Someone must have been impatient and put some other poison in the wine.

He turned his gaze to the second and fourth princes, only to see them looking in astonishment at the motionless Prince of Dingbei, who was hunched over the desk.

It's too obvious. These two must have been responsible for this!

Shenyou was filled with hatred, but he was helpless for the moment and could only clench his fists and wait for the arrival of the imperial physician.

A white-haired imperial physician was carried in, followed by a slightly younger imperial physician.

When the two of them arrived, the old doctor immediately felt the pulse of the Northern Prince with one hand and lifted his eyelids with the other. After a moment, he sighed and said, "Carry the prince to the side hall first."

Several people came out and quickly carried the Prince of Dingbei to the side hall. After some treatment, the old doctor left the side hall and met the Crown Prince Shenyou who had been waiting for him.

He spoke frankly, "Your Highness, the Prince of Dingbei was too weak to drink the full cup. Although he's lucky enough to have survived, the poison has already entered his internal organs. Unless he meets a miracle doctor, he probably only has three to five months left!"

"Are you serious?" Shenyou's eyes lit up and he asked in a low voice.

The old doctor nodded weakly.

Seeing this, Shenyou's irritability immediately dissipated a lot.

This is really a sudden turn of events, God bless him!

This time, because he was afraid of the power of King Dingbei, he thought of a way to lure Su Cheng'an back and planned to kill him suddenly without anyone knowing.

However, he did not expect that his enemies would tamper with the plan in the middle of the process, and in public, he became the biggest suspect.

Poisoning an important border official without any warning is an act that cannot be tolerated by heaven.

Not to mention that he was only ascending the throne of Crown Prince for the first time today, even if his father was present in person, he would never be so unscrupulous as to do such a thing that goes against one's conscience.

He has not yet completely won over the hearts and minds of the court, and his foundation is not yet stable. Under these circumstances, not only can Su Cheng'an not be harmed in the slightest, but he must be meticulously protected.

At the same time, he also needed to quickly find a scapegoat to shift the blame for poisoning the Prince of Dingbei, so that he could get out of this difficult predicament and avoid being stuck in the quagmire.

Shenyou felt extremely unwilling, but when he thought about the ministers in the court who were all vying for power and not truly submitting to him, and his two brothers who held even more resentment towards him, he had no choice but to put aside the affairs of the northern border for the time being and focus on firmly controlling the power of the court.

After planning for several months, he was about to succeed in killing Su Cheng'an, but he didn't expect to suffer a loss in silence.

Just when he was feeling angry and helpless, the imperial physician told him that Su Cheng'an was terminally ill and would not live for more than a few months. Hearing this, Shenyou was very happy. Wasn't this a chance sent by heaven?

In this case, why not do him a favor and immediately arrange for Su Cheng'an to return to the northern border. This way, he can gain a good reputation with the help of God and avoid being bogged down in the many troubles related to Su Cheng'an. Why not do it?

A few months later, Su Cheng'an died in the northern border. If that old man Su Changshan led his troops south again under the banner of revenge for his son and invaded the capital, he would be able to justify the crime of treason in the northern border and launch a large-scale expedition to punish him.

In this way, they can have a legitimate reason to demonstrate the majesty of the court, and at the same time take the opportunity to weaken the forces in the northern border and consolidate their own power. This is a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered the imperial physician to accompany the Prince of Dingbei, who had just woken up, back to the Prince of Dingbei's palace to recuperate. At the same time, he ordered a thorough investigation into which enemy dared to poison the wine, assassinate the Prince of Dingbei, and put the blame on the crown prince, in an attempt to sow discord between the northern border and the capital.

So, the guards of Prince Dingbei's Palace carried their master, followed by the old doctor, and they staggered all the way back to Prince Dingbei's Palace.

The remaining ministers also returned home.

On that day, the news that Prince Dingbei fell ill with poison again during the ceremony of enthroning the Crown Prince and was on the verge of death spread quickly to every corner of the capital like a torrential rain.

When everyone talked about this matter in public, they all showed compassion on their faces. They expressed deep sympathy for the miserable situation of the Prince of Dingbei who had been poisoned twice in just a few days. Their words were full of concern and sighs.

But once they turned around and whispered to each other in the secret corner where no one could see them, they secretly criticized the Crown Prince's methods.

They either shook their heads slightly or smiled at each other knowingly, their eyes and expressions revealing doubts and disdain for the so-called Crown Prince's strategy.

In just a few days, the benevolent image that the Third Prince had painstakingly cultivated for a long time collapsed.

In the study of Jingchuan Marquis's Mansion, Marquis Zhao Wenyan and Crown Prince Zhao Huaiqing were talking about what happened today.

"Crown Prince, this is too..." Zhao Huaiqing showed an expression of disbelief.

At his own enthronement ceremony, he actually managed to publicly expose the poisoning of the Prince of Dingbei. This Crown Prince's ability to control things is really worrying.

Marquis Jingchuan's expression was calm, as if he had expected this. He acted calmly, "The Third Prince may appear to be a man of high character and integrity, but in reality, he knows how to use small etiquette but lacks great righteousness, and he is particular about small matters but lacks great virtue."

Marquis Jingchuan stood up and walked slowly to the window. Moonlight fell on him, outlining his resolute figure. His eyes were deep and he gazed up at the night sky.

"Even as a child, he easily abandoned his loyal servants over trivial matters. As he grew older, he often placed personal gain above the interests of the nation, completely unaware of priorities. He possesses an utterly selfish and cold heart, devoid of compassion."

Marquis Jingchuan paused for a moment, his brow furrowed, his eyes filled with worry. "With such a mindset, it's hard for him to consider the overall situation, nor to feel awe for the country. If he doesn't care about the people, how can he have any compassion?"

He turned to look at his son and told him frankly, "If the Great Jin Dynasty fell into the hands of such a person who has no sense of family and country, I, as a father, would be extremely worried and pessimistic!"

"That's why father repeatedly refused to get close to the Third Prince. Although he has some kinship with him, he has always been cautious and refused to join his camp."

Zhao Wenyan nodded slightly at his son, then slowly spoke, "The people are as solid as the earth, extending from generation to generation; but the court is like flowing water, rising and falling, and it is difficult to be eternal."

"Over the past ten years, as Your Majesty has aged, his mind has grown increasingly suspicious, and his trust in his ministers has waned. Ever since the demise of the Wu'an Marquis clan, the court has fallen into chaos. Your Majesty, however, has shown no interest in the court, obsessed with the art of immortality, and increasingly alienated from state affairs."

"The northwest is in chaos, the situation devastating. The northern border relies entirely on the Dingbei King and his son, who lead their troops in a desperate fight against the Northern Di invasion. They are like a solid barrier for the Great Jin, protecting the people of countless millions. If even these two meet with misfortune, once the barbarian cavalry marches unimpeded upon the territory of the Great Jin, it will be a scene of devastation and widespread suffering."

"Look at the court today. The ministers are obsessed with power struggles, only caring about their own interests, completely disregarding the dangers of the country. Do you think such a monarch and ministers can truly cope with the impending crises?"

"So, for the sake of the people of the world, father stood by and watched the Northern Territory and the Capital fight for supremacy?"

Marquis Jingchuan's face was solemn as he slowly exhaled. "This land belongs to everyone in the world, and to millions of my people. If those in power are unworthy of their positions, unqualified for their duties, incapable of carrying out their duties, and unskilled and unwise, then the people of the world have the right to seek more virtuous and capable people."

"Qing'er, we in the Jingchuan Marquisate are loyal only to the people and will not support a tyrant! Whoever can win the hearts of the people, we will support him."

Zhao Huaiqing lowered his eyes for a moment, then raised them again with a firm look: "I understand what father means!"