Dressed as a short-lived cannon fodder

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"That's all." Zhaoyang sighed.Now Emperor Mingde didn't put the matter of alchemy and longevity on the bright side, even if he wanted to persuade him, it was not easy to start, he couldn't say that he saw it, could he?

Xie Fushu nodded, understanding Zhaoyang's embarrassment.Now she also has selfish intentions, and she doesn't want Zhaoyang to get too involved in government affairs.

As long as the prince can succeed in enthroning——

In November, the wind is cold and bleak.

In the Taoist temple, Taoist priests come and go, cigarettes are lingering, and lights are as bright as day.

The Taoist priest who was performing rituals on the altar waved his whisk, opened his eyes suddenly, and pointed to the northeast!

It turned out that in recent days, many children in Beijing have been haunted by ghosts, and the common people had no choice but to go to this Xuandu temple.In the Xuandu temple, the temple master personally opened the altar, intending to catch the evil spirits.

The temple master showed the way, and the little Taoist priests and the curious people all headed northeast.A group of people was crowded, and finally the audience stopped suddenly in front of a tall mansion.

The two big lions in front of the house are quite mighty, and guarding the outside are two guards with knives. When they saw a group of people rushing forward, they immediately became alert and shouted angrily: "Who dares to act presumptuously here!"

The temple master stroked his beard, squinted his eyes and said, "The evil spirit is here!"

"Really? This is the nobleman's private house." Someone hesitated.

"The guidance of the patriarch will not be wrong!"

"That noble man?"

"His Royal Highness."

Someone opened the mouth, and the rest immediately fell silent.The viewer also sighed when he heard the words, he said: "The poor Taoist can only think of other ways."

Because this matter has something to do with the prince, it is natural to let go of the evil spirit.But how can the voice of the people be silenced?Soon it was introduced into the mouth of the emperor who had just recovered from his illness.The emperor recalled some of the previous events, and even felt that he would get sick only after seeing the prince's ancestral hall.The dragon energy was taken away by the prince's mansion, so his body, the real dragon's emperor, is of course inappropriate.As soon as such thoughts came up, coupled with the provocations of those with a heart, Emperor Mingde's dissatisfaction with the crown prince gradually increased.

It's also a matter of bad luck, and there were actually a lot of disasters this year.Although it did not cause a catastrophe, it also pierced a thorn in Emperor Mingde's heart.The little emperor's grandson and the little princess's hundred days should be arranged wantonly, but the emperor didn't have such thoughts.Compared with the scene when the emperor's grandson was born, I don't know how much colder it is.The prince didn't take it seriously, but the courtiers complained a lot.That's it, the emperor was furious, scolded the courtiers and left in a huff.

It happened that Qizhou officials came up to play, saying that there were many unknown diseases in the suburbs of the city.Emperor Mingde sent a batch of imperial pens, and even sent the prince to go.

"Father, how could this be so!" Li Lingjie looked dissatisfied, wishing he could break into the palace and question the emperor.

The prince's face was as dark as water, and the child under his knee was still young, how could he be willing to go?The situation in Qizhou should be more dangerous than in the memorial, and it may not be possible to come back safely after this trip.

"I'll go with you!" Li Lingjie clenched his fists and said loudly with veins on his forehead.

"No." The crown prince said in a deep voice. He looked at Li Lingjie and said, "I went to Qizhou. I don't know when I will be back. The crown prince and the others need you to take care of them in Beijing."

Li Lingjie said bitterly: "Father is really—" He punched the wall, and he said, "If I know which villain is gossiping, I will definitely kill him!"

The prince didn't respond.The emperor's guard against him was something he had expected a long time ago, and he was not too disappointed.The emperor's love and love for him was based on the premise that he was still a child and needed his father's protection. Now that he is full-fledged and has his own power in the court, it is not unusual for him to provoke the emperor's fear.Father and son of the Tian family, where does the deep affection come from?He sighed softly, and entrusted Li Lingjie: "I'm not here, you have to take good care of the Crown Princess, Xiao Ba, Jin'er and Yue'er."

"There have been a lot of rumors in Beijing, and someone should be manipulating them secretly." The prince's expression turned cold, and he said, "If necessary, don't worry about it so much." What a sinister and vicious person!

The news also reached Princess Zhaoyang's mansion.

"Qizhou, Plague, Crown Prince." The combination of these words makes one's heart jump.Like the crown prince, Zhaoyang also expected such a possibility.Her expression was indifferent, and she was silent for a long time facing the window.

"Princess?" Xie Fushu called out in a low voice.

Princess Zhaoyang looked back at Xie Fushu, her complexion was a little pale.She smiled and said in a low voice: "Such a decision has been expected, but after countless deduction and countless decisions, when it really comes, I will still fall into hesitation. Father, brother Either way, I don’t want them to get to where they are now.”

"Do you want to enter the palace?" Xie Fushu asked in a low voice.

"No." Princess Zhaoyang's expression became firm, and she said indifferently, "The prince must go."

Xie Fushu had a thought, and she said: "Then—"

Zhaoyang said: "Jin'er and Yue'er are still young, so there is no room for any mistakes."

Xie Fushu nodded, she understood what Zhaoyang meant.After a while of silence, she said, "The medicinal materials in Qizhou may be out of stock."

As long as the prince goes to Qizhou, those who are interested will definitely try their best to prevent the prince from coming back.

"I understand." Zhaoyang nodded.

The candle flame danced and occasionally made a beeping sound.