The carefree sixth prince, my father respectfully invites me to ascend the throne.

Looking at Lanfang in front of him, Emperor Liang said coldly, and the other party knelt down in the Qianzheng Hall.

"Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince is in the side hall. Those people have all been dealt with!"

As soon as Lanfang finished speaking, Emperor Liang was stunned. The Ninth Prince had no guards at all. How did he manage to deal with those people in such a short time?

However, Emperor Liang's gaze soon fell upon Lan Fang.

"You saw what he was holding?"

Emperor Liang quickly realized what was happening, his brows furrowing slightly as he spoke with a touch of coldness.

Lan Fang nodded. She was still somewhat shaken. The thing in the Ninth Prince's hand was definitely not an ordinary object.

"Find an opportunity to bring that thing to me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Lanfang nodded, then slowly walked out of the Qianzheng Hall.

Just as Lanfang left, Emperor Liang tapped his fingers lightly on the table and muttered to himself.

"Ninth Prince, this has always been the way of the imperial family. Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

At this moment, Yang Ling was slowly wiping the gun in his hand in the side hall.

He never expected this to happen; someone would dare to assassinate him in the palace.

He would never believe that there was no one to help him get into this airtight palace.

And in the entire palace, isn't the only one with such power his cheap father?

Thinking of this, a hint of coldness crept into his eyes.

……

The next morning arrived in the blink of an eye, and Yang Ling thought that he should at least give himself an explanation for this matter.

"Your Highness, His Majesty requests your presence at the Qianzheng Hall."

Just as he was thinking about this, Lanfang appeared in front of him.

Yang Ling nodded and followed Lan Fang slowly to the Qianzheng Hall.

"Your son greets Your Majesty!"

Emperor Liang's gaze fell on Yang Ling, his eyes showing a hint of warmth.

Emperor Liang's gaze lingered on Yang Ling for a moment before he smiled gently.

"The assassins didn't do anything to you last night, did they?"

"Thank you for your concern, Father. I am doing well."

Emperor Liang nodded, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"That's good. Someone, bring tea!"

Emperor Liang smiled slightly, and then Lanfang walked in.

She was holding two cups of tea, one placed in front of Yang Ling and the other beside Emperor Liang.

"Ninth Prince, this is the first time we, father and son, have had such a peaceful conversation. I am very happy!"

"You may leave now. Do not enter without my permission."

Emperor Liang waved to Lanfang, who responded and slowly withdrew from the Qianzheng Hall.

Emperor Liang's gaze fell on Yang Ling.

"Does Ninth Prince know what people in this world yearn for most?"

Yang Ling shook his head. He knew for sure that what people in the world yearned for was the imperial throne, the supreme ruler.

Although Yang Ling didn't know what Emperor Liang meant by those words, he was very clear that Emperor Liang was definitely not a simple person.

At this moment, Emperor Liang gently brought the teacup to his lips.

"The common people of this world only seek comfort and wealth, and those aristocratic families and gentry only pursue the highest positions in the government."

At this point, Emperor Liang stopped talking, and both of them naturally knew what was to come.

All the scholars under heaven are subjects of the king, and all the land under heaven belongs to the king. The throne of the emperor is naturally what these princes aspire to.

“Father is right, but you should also know that I have never thought of competing with the Crown Prince for the position of heir apparent!”

Yang Ling cupped his hands in greeting and spoke earnestly. He truly had no intention of vying for the position of Crown Prince; a mere Crown Prince was, in his eyes, utterly worthless.

What he wants to do is unify the world. What is a Great Liang compared to that?

Upon hearing Yang Ling's words, Emperor Liang frowned slightly. The other party's expression was so serious, and there was no trace of desire for power in his eyes.

However, he wasn't sure if those words came from the heart.

"Do you know who sent those people to assassinate you last night?"

Emperor Liang looked at Yang Ling with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Yang Ling was startled, but still shook her head.

If this was indeed the Crown Prince's doing, then his cheap father would definitely choose to remain silent.

But if he says it now, then he is definitely not the crown prince.

To be precise, it wouldn't be any of the princes.

"I'm sure Father already knows that I don't want to pursue this matter any further!"

Yang Ling appeared magnanimous, but it was precisely because of this that Emperor Liang was even more uneasy. A capable person without any ambition was more dangerous than any powerful minister.

Even if this person is his own son, he dares not slack off in the slightest.

"This is not something you can simply choose not to pursue. It concerns the face of the royal family, and whoever it is, must be severely punished!"

Emperor Liang spoke with utmost seriousness, as if he were truly determined to make up his mind.

Yang Ling couldn't figure out what the old man was thinking either, and only slightly twitched the corner of her mouth.

"Since Father Emperor wants to investigate, then let him investigate. But if it involves certain important people, then let it go!"

Seeing Yang Ling's indifferent expression, Emperor Liang's heart still trembled. His son was ultimately more complicated than he had imagined.

"You've been back in the capital for some time now. As a prince, it's natural for you to share my burdens. Go to the Dali Temple today and use these few days to familiarize yourself with government affairs!"

After he finished speaking, Emperor Liang waved his hand, and Yang Ling tactfully withdrew.

However, the fact that he is now to take over the administration of the Dali Temple is somewhat intriguing.

But now that things have come to this, it's not his place to refuse.

……

Emperor Liang acted swiftly; in just half a day, Vice Minister Lü and his cronies were uprooted, accused of assassinating a prince.

For a moment, Yang Ling felt as if he were being used. Emperor Liang probably had long harbored murderous intentions towards Minister Lü, and this action was merely an attempt to use him as a pawn.

"As expected of a ruler, his mind is far beyond what ordinary people can comprehend!"

Yang Ling smiled slightly. He naturally couldn't interfere with anything. He would obediently stay at the Dali Temple for a while and then figure out a way to return to Liangzhou.

"Your Highness, the carriage is ready. We'll head to the Dali Temple now!"

Lanfang walked over, and Yang Ling looked up at the woman. A palace maid who was so capable in all matters must have been cultivated by Emperor Liang.

"Let's go!"

When Yang Ling got into the carriage, Lan Fang sat opposite him without saying a word.