After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

"Let's do as you say and see..."

Emperor Shenzong finished his words casually and asked Han Ming to leave the palace.

Looking at Han Ming's back as he slowly walked away along the stairs, Emperor Shenzong sighed: "How far can you go..."

. . . . . .

A few days later, news somehow spread in Bianjing City that the emperor intended to establish successors among the kings, but was blocked by the Privy Councilor and Anyang County Duke Han Ming.

The news was so detailed that it seemed as if the narrator had seen it with his own eyes, causing the entire capital to be in turmoil.

Many people with ulterior motives began to secretly place their bets, hoping to support a crown prince to take the throne, just like in the last years of Emperor Renzong, so as to gain the merit of following the dragon.

For a time, Prince Yong Zhao Hao, Prince Cao Zhao Yu, and even the brothers of Emperor Yingzong and the uncles of Emperor Shenzong were pulled out by those with ulterior motives and made subjects of discussion for the throne.

This made Zhao Zongqi, the current Minister of the Imperial Clan Affairs, the Jiedushi of the Zhennan Army, the Tongpingzhangshi, the Grand Minister of the Imperial Court, and the Prince of Yuzhang, speechless.

This great-grandson of Emperor Taizong, son of Prince Xin'an Zhao Yuning, cousin of Emperor Yingzong and uncle of Emperor Shenzong, simply felt that some people were going crazy.

"How dare they?! The emperor is still alive and in power, and yet these shabby people dare to show up and try to get their hands on the crown prince's position?!"

"Crazy, are these people crazy?!"

The old man is in his sixties and can't bear to hear these words.

"Old man, this matter also involves Lord Anyang. If it is not handled properly, the emperor and the knife in his hand will not be easy to deal with."

Prince Cao Zhao Yu lay on his back in a chair, looking as if he was watching a play.

After all, this fourth and youngest son of Emperor Yingzong has never been interested in the throne.

He was loved by Emperor Shenzong and was granted the title of prince at an early age. He did not have to participate in court affairs and spent his days painting, practicing calligraphy and reading, which was very leisurely.

I feel that he has the artistic flavor of Emperor Huizong of later generations. If he were to become emperor, the chaotic times of the Song Dynasty would have happened decades earlier.

"It's probably either Lord Anyang or the government who leaked this information on purpose, trying to test the court situation."

Zhao Zong'e is indeed a veteran in this field, and he can see the trick at a glance.

"So...my royal brother is really in poor health?"

Zhao Yu's face changed and he asked his cousin anxiously.

"No, the emperor's health should be fine now, but he may want to test the waters in advance to see who is interested in the throne."

"Could this be the work of Lord Anyang?!"

Zhao Zong'e couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this truly capable man who had served in three dynasties.

"Is it possible that the emperor has already made up his mind and wants to use this opportunity to pave the way for the crown prince?"

Zhao Yu's brain was very quick and he immediately thought of the answer.

"Then why don't you guess who the emperor has chosen as the crown prince?"

Old man Zhao Zong'e looked at Zhao Yu with a somewhat malicious smile.

"No, no, I won't guess. Let those who want to lose their heads and take sides guess about this kind of thing."

"Uncle, I have to go back and finish that mountain bird painting, so I won't chat with you any longer. Goodbye!"

After Zhao Yu understood the trick, he immediately went back home and continued his lazy life.

He knew the cruelty of the struggle for imperial power. It was a terrible thing that one wrong move could lead to a complete loss and one wrong step could lead to falling off a cliff.

He still wants to live a few more years to enjoy life. As for the throne, whoever wants it can take it.

Looking at Zhao Yu who was running around in panic, Zhao Zong'e, the Minister of the Imperial Clan who was now in charge of the entire Zhao royal family, sighed helplessly.

"The fact that the official can come up with this method to test the patient shows that he is indeed in trouble..."

"I really don't know whether the days ahead will be good or bad..."

. . . . . .

In the Anyang Mansion, Prince Yong Zhao Hao, dressed in casual clothes, came with his wife Liang to visit the Han family.

Han Ming, with a look of disgust on his face, just fished in the pond and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Look at you, every time I come, you never give me a good face. Do I owe you money?!"

Zhao Hao's voice was so loud that Yu Yanran and Liang Shi, who were strolling and chatting in the distance, laughed softly.

Speaking of Liang, she had a very comfortable life these years. Zhao Hao was young after all, and was controlled by Liang's tricks and methods, and almost died in the arms of her.

Zhao Hao treated Liang so well that everyone in the capital was envious.

As long as Liang wanted something, Zhao Hao would want to pick even the stars in the sky for her. He loved Liang so much.

The couple lived in harmony and prosperously. Liang gave Zhao Hao a pair of children, which made Prince Yong's Mansion even more lively.

Li Bingchang, who was born into the royal family of Western Xia, was now given the surname Zhao, changed to Zhao Bingchang, and became a duke who could not inherit the throne.

It was because Emperor Shenzong conferred the title of duke on Zhao Bingchang in order to stabilize the Dangxiang tribe in the northwest that he did so. Otherwise, old Zhao would have wanted to demote him to a commoner.

In the end, for Zhao Hao's sake, he was given the title of Duke, allowing him to enjoy a lifetime of wealth and glory.

Originally, they were living a prosperous and happy life, but some time ago, news suddenly came out that the government intended to pass the throne to the kings.

This put Zhao Hao on the verge of collapse, and he was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.

When Liang heard the news, her eyes lit up. She wondered if she was destined to be rich and powerful. Not only was she demoted from empress to princess, but she was also going to become empress again by accident!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little excited, and began to ask indirectly, hoping that Zhao Hao could find out the specific information and tone.

Zhao Hao felt that finding out the source of the information was very important for his own safety, so he started to take action.

After investigation, it was found that no one knew the source of the news except Emperor Shenzong and Han Ming.

In the end, he had no choice but to go to Anyang Mansion in person to inquire about the specific situation.

"Can anything good ever happen every time you come? You just waste my time and affect my fishing."

Han Ming confronted Zhao Hao without any politeness, then lowered his hat, prepared to close his eyes for a while, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Zhao Hao was not angry. He pulled a small stool and sat next to Han Ming, whispering to him.

"Then I will not be polite with you. Who spread the news of 'passing the throne to the kings' and your intervention to stop it?"

Han Ming remained motionless, still covering his face. He whispered, "You can't tell. The emperor and I had a discussion about such a sensitive issue as the successor, and immediately there was an uproar in Bianjing."

"Who do you think it is?!"

Han Ming's words made Zhao Hao's eyes light up: "It was spread by the emperor himself!"

"Yeah, he's still teachable."

Zhao Hao ignored Han Ming's boast and immediately asked seriously, "Then it is indeed as the rumor has said. Did you block the emperor's idea?!"

“Huh?!”

Han Ming propped up the brim of his hat with his fingers and glanced at the other person.

"How can I, a minister, no matter how powerful I am, influence the emperor's decision on who will be the heir?"

"Besides, do you think I like doing such a thankless job?!"

After asking two questions in a row, Han Ming put down his hat and closed his eyes to rest.

"Who do you think you are? Wasn't it you who did that to Zhao Zonghao?!"

As soon as Zhao Hao said this, Han Ming immediately took off his hat, stood up and stared at the other person for a while, then covered his face and went back to sleep.

"If you say so, I can't help it. I still regret doing that with Zhao Zonghao."

"If this gives someone with ulterior motives a head start, things will be hard to control."

Han Ming's muffled voice calmed Zhao Hao down and he continued chatting.

"Do you know who the government has chosen?!"

Zhao Hao asked helplessly, leaning his head on his hand.

"Do you want to know?! If you want to know, I can tell you."

Han Ming said casually, not caring at all about leaking the information.

Unfortunately, this made Zhao Hao fall silent. After a while, he slowly said, "I just want to live a good life with Achun and the children. Other things are not important."

In the distance, Liang seemed to have sensed something. She turned around and looked at Zhao Hao with a bright and brilliant smile. In the sunlight, it sparkled and looked very beautiful.

"Then just do your best. If anything collapses, there will always be someone taller to hold it up. This is the law of nature, unchanging from time immemorial..."

Han Ming's leisurely tone made Zhao Hao's expression slightly better and he smiled slightly.

"Then Xiao Wang will have more doubts from Han Xiang to solve..."