Time Travel: The Useless Prince, First Destroy the Princess

"Tell me why you want to go to Qiyang?"

But Liu Yan knew how smart Song Xian was, and he had his reasons for letting Liu Zhao be the prefect of Qi Yang.

Song Xian is the best counselor around him and must understand his thoughts.

Therefore, he did not take the initiative to mention the appointment of Luoning Sili Xiaowei!

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is the heir to the throne and does not need this experience. Your Majesty, please be kind and consider that the Crown Prince should go among the people to benefit the people of the world. Qiyang is a blessed land for Your Majesty and for our Great Jing Dynasty. If the Crown Prince were to take up this post, it would be a blessing for all the people!"

"What you said makes some sense! Then you can arrange this matter!" Liu Yan nodded. Back then, he worked hard to govern Qiyang, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. He enjoyed a high status in the hearts of the people of Qiyang.

Qi Yang is not too remote, and the people there are simple and honest. It is not on the border, so it is very safe.

"But I have one more request!"

"What request?"

"The prince is a prefect, and he cannot use the royal name!"

"I know, you take care of it!" Liu Yan certainly knew what Song Xian meant.

If you are under the banner of the prince, being a good prefect will naturally be icing on the cake.

What if I don’t do it well?

Wouldn't that just make yourself uncomfortable? Naturally, there will be discussions in the court!

How can he win the support of the people after he becomes emperor?

"I have another request!"

Song Xian is taking every step carefully!

"Speak now! Speak it all at once!"

"Don't make this a big deal. The fewer people who know about it, the better!"

"Okay!" Liu Yan agreed immediately.

Song Xian's considerations certainly had their reasons. It was unprecedented for the crown prince to be appointed as a prefect. If this were to be spread, there would probably be a lot of discussion in the court.

Secondly, there is the issue of security. If someone with ulterior motives takes advantage of the prince's absence to murder him, his safety may be difficult to guarantee.

The only ones missing from name mention were Prince Zhenbei, Prince Qi and others.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" After Song Xian said this, he began to think about how to arrange this matter.

How to be an official!

The prince doesn't need to know how to be an official, he just needs to arrange two capable men to follow him!

If two isn’t enough, ten should be fine!

There are two things the prince needs to do: first, don't act recklessly, and second, listen to advice.

Whether to make the final decision or not is secondary.

We’ll talk about this after we go!

After all, the prince is young. If he is really unable to govern the country and acts recklessly, then we should cut our losses immediately.

That way, the emperor won't be embarrassed.

"I'll take my leave!" Song Xian stood up.

"Then when can we go? Give me some time!"

"Your Majesty, if the maintenance is foolproof, I think it should be after one month!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Liu Yan didn't say anything else. Song Xian would definitely make all the arrangements properly. There was no need to explain everything one by one. It would take time to take everything into consideration.

If the emperor instructs the ministers on even the most trivial matters, and the ministers don’t need to consider them, what are the ministers for!

Liu Yan watched Song Xian walk out of the hall and sighed softly.

If a son becomes a prefect, it is just a formality. If he can study, that is better. If he cannot, he can experience the suffering of the people. When he becomes emperor in the future, he can reduce taxes and levies, and there will be no chaos in the world.

As for handling government affairs, it is not something that can be learned in just three or five days!

We also need to ask the ministers for advice, especially how to balance the various forces in the court, which is a big issue.

Thinking of this, Liu Yan felt a chill in his heart!

Are you arranging your own funeral?

I had a serious illness last year and almost died. The imperial physician couldn’t tell what the illness was!

After recovery, I felt much worse than before, often feeling powerless and dizzy.

The imperial physician used countless medicines, but there was not much improvement.

I often have some strange ideas!

What if one day I fall ill again, or even die?

Others may not know, but I know it very well!

At that time, the Dajing Dynasty will definitely fall into turmoil!

Even if his son has the support of Prince Jingnan, it is hard to say whether Prince Jingnan will turn against him when he is gone.

The Qi prince's party, the Zhenbei prince, has an army of 200,000 and will definitely take the opportunity to stir up trouble!

If Prince Jingnan turns against us, his son will definitely have a hard time gaining a foothold!

Sima Bei would definitely immediately turn to his eldest son-in-law, the King of Song.

Most of the other ministers in the court were fence-sitters. The emperor changed his ministers in every dynasty. At that time, the Dajing Dynasty that he had founded was completely finished.

Although the father-in-law Liu Jun had some power, he was stubborn and self-willed, had no military authority, and was unable to assist his son.

At that time, I am afraid that Queen Liu Zhi will also become a victim of political struggle.

Fortunately, my son is now reciting Buddhist scriptures and is possessed by the Buddha, and everything is back to normal!

Now that my son has become smart, of course I must immediately train him to have the ability to take over the business, and the sooner the better.

Be prepared.

As soon as Song Xian left, Sima Bei immediately came to the door.

"Your Majesty, the Duke of Qi requests an audience!"

"I'm tired, I want to rest, let him go back!" Liu Yan didn't even raise his head.

Sima Bei, who was standing at the door, heard it clearly and his face turned pale instantly.

What did Yang Ke say to Song Xian? The emperor even refused to see him!

"Duke Qi, look, His Majesty needs to rest!"

Zhang Hong was quite polite to Sima Bei.

"Then I'll take my leave!"

Sima Bei would never dare to break in, so he bowed and left in a hurry.

"Zhang Hong!" Liu Yan shouted after a while.

"Your Majesty!" Zhang Hong walked in quickly.

"Go call the prince, I have something to say to him!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Zhang Hong agreed and hurried towards the East Palace.

Sima Bei had already caught up with Song Xian and shouted, "Master Song, please stay!"

Song Xian's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly stopped.

"Isn't Sima Gong going to see the emperor?"

Song Xian was really surprised.

"The emperor is tired and needs to rest, so I can only go home!" Although Sima Bei felt uncomfortable, he did not dare to criticize the emperor blatantly.

"Your Majesty toils day and night for the people of the world. We, your subjects, are unable to share your worries. We are truly ashamed!"

Song Xian bowed.

"That's right, that's right!" Sima Bei looked worried.

"Sima Gong, are you going to walk back with me?"

Song Xian saw Sima Bei's ox cart not far away.

"The Emperor works day and night, how can we, the ministers, sit idly by and watch? I wonder if Lord Song knows what the Emperor is worried about? Why not tell us so that we can share his worries!"

"Sima Gong's concern for the country and the people is admired by the wise men of Song Dynasty. Alas!"

Song Xian shook his head and sighed.

Sima Bei's heart tightened. What did this mean?

"Master Song, is there something serious?"

"Sima Gong, your majesty's concern is, of course, about the crown prince!"

Song Xian's words were ambiguous.

Sima Bei sounded like it meant something completely different.

I thought Liu Yan was worried about the King of Song, the King of Zhenbei and others changing the crown prince!

"The crown prince's appointment has been decided. Anyone who makes irresponsible remarks will be killed without mercy. Your Majesty is truly overthinking things!"

"What Sima Gong said makes sense, but as the ruler of a country, your majesty's thoughts are naturally more thorough than those of us ministers!"

Song Xian spoke in a very concise manner, as if he had said something, but also as if he had said nothing.

"Did Your Majesty ever mention the Crown Princess?"

Sima Bei was actually most worried about his daughter.

"Your Majesty did not mention the Crown Princess to me!"

Song Xian said this very straightforwardly.

"Sir Song, the Crown Prince is now intelligent and full of youthful vigor. It is really inappropriate for him to lack the Crown Princess to care for him."

Sima Bei expressed his thoughts, and there was nothing wrong with what he said. It would be great if Song Xian could report it to the emperor.

"What Sima Gong said makes sense!"

Song Xian didn't waste any words.

"It's all my fault that my wicked daughter is so arrogant and has caused such a disaster. Lord Song, do you think that if I go to see the emperor, will His Majesty allow the Crown Princess to return to the palace?"

Sima Bei simply straightened it out and said it.

"Your Majesty and Sima Gong have been companions since childhood and have a deep friendship. I thought that if Sima Gong asked, Your Majesty would naturally agree!"

Song Xian agreed verbally, and he said it in front of Sima Bei. He and the emperor were partners, and this was something everyone in the world knew.

"It's a pity that Your Majesty is tired today, otherwise I would really go and beg Your Majesty to let that mean girl come back to accompany the Crown Prince!"

"Lord Sima, there's no need to rush today. It's not too late to discuss this another day. The Crown Princess is in Jinyuan City, so one more day won't hurt anything!"

"That's right!" Sima Bei nodded. "Alas, my old rheumatism is coming back. I'll go first!"

At this point, it was basically clear that the emperor did not say anything important to Song Xian, so Sima Bei felt relieved.

"Sima Gong, take care!"

Song Xian was walking home and immediately bowed to see him off.