Is the prince abolished today?

No matter how stubborn and strong he pretends on the surface, he is only a child after all. When facing a powerful enemy, he will still be afraid, and he will instinctively seek shelter from the most trustworthy relatives.

Emperor Changping felt that his heart was about to soften into a paste.

God knows how long he waited and worked hard for this day.

The most tragic thing in the world is not that he wants to support him but his relatives are not there, but that the child is standing in front of him alive. Can't do it.

However, at this very moment, God finally gave him hope to save everything.

Before the board fell down, his prince actually pretended to be pitiful and sick, and acted like a baby to him!

If it weren't for the more important aftermath work that needs to be dealt with by the emperor, Emperor Changping could not wait to open his warm embrace immediately and hug the child into his arms.

"I have seen His Majesty, I have seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The corner of Wei Zhao's mouth hooked slightly, and he stretched out his silver robe, saluting in the hall.The facial expression is perfect and decent.As if he didn't hold a grudge for the injury at all, as if he didn't notice the juicer next to him that hadn't had time to clean up.

The low and smiling voice of the courtier was like a sedative, pulling Emperor Changping back to reality from his frenzied self-indulgence.

"Youan, you are injured, so there is no need to be polite, get up quickly."

Emperor Changping personally went forward and helped his beloved courtier up.Before turning around, he still didn't forget to cast a consoling look at the child in his imagination who was asking him for help.

Don't worry, leave everything to the royal father, the royal father will definitely protect you, and the royal father will not let anyone hurt you.Father is your sky, father is your land, father is willing to shield you from all the wind and rain in this world!

His Royal Highness, who feels that he doesn't really need his father: What?

What was the meaning of his old hen's egg-eating expression just now?

Don't tell him he's the egg in the egg.

Humph.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince silently rolled his eyes.

Emperor Changping felt that he might be hallucinating again, because the crown prince's response to his eyes full of fatherly love... could be described as indifference.

Look at that unhappy drooping little face, look at those eyelids that don't even bother to move, it's not like a child who just coughed like a kitten and asked him for help.

This dead boy must have blamed him for not rushing to protect him when he received the call for help, instead he helped Wei Zhao who came to trouble him first.

After all, he is a child, and he doesn't even understand such a simple trick.

Because of two coughs, Emperor Changping, whose heart has softened into a paste, can't think rationally now.

Mu Yun was indeed very unhappy and very angry.

But it has nothing to do with his cheap father.

If you have to insist on a little bit of relationship, it is - his cheap father really affects his acting skills too much.

When he was the weakest and weakest from coughing, his cheap father actually rushed forward, like a huge human shield, not only blocking him tightly, but also blocking the people who should watch his performance the most. Strictly.

"Let me see, how is the injury?"

"It's all because the prince is ignorant. When he's sick, he can't even recognize a person. If he knows it's you, I promise, even if he lends him a thousand or ten thousand courage, he won't dare to speak to you."

Emperor Changping, who didn't know that he was despised, was still trying his best to use his whole set of bitter tricks.

For example, at this moment, while dealing with his beloved courtier, he did not forget to turn his body slightly to the left, so that the child behind him is completely under the protection of his tall figure, and does not let the troublemaker see a single hair, a lock of hair Will not work.

His Highness the Crown Prince who was forced to completely isolate himself from Master:! ! !

snort!

It is a great courtesy for the emperor to greet the people in person.

Following Emperor Changping's help, Wei Zhao stood up, and there was no trace of pain on his face, but a ray of spring-like smile on his face, which would make anyone feel extremely relieved.

"It's just a small injury, don't bother Your Majesty to worry about it. Besides, I believe that His Highness didn't intend it either."

"Your Highness is already suffering from illness, I hope His Majesty will not be harsher."

"Otherwise, I will feel guilty and restless."

As a qualified commander who is familiar with "soldiers are deceitful", Wei Hou knows when and where to speak with which voice.

For example, in the face of His Majesty, whose majesty is unpredictable, his voice is always low and magnetic, like a clear spring hitting a stone, which only brings pleasant enjoyment to people.The advantages of this vocal line will be particularly prominent in the morning.

Although he knew that in front of him, the emperor, what the courtiers said might not be the truth, at this moment, Emperor Changping was still moved.He really wanted to install several loudspeakers to broadcast Wei Zhao's three sentences to the group of ministers who were still arguing in the main hall.

The same is a courtier.Look at how other people do it, and then look at how some people do it, especially the one who screams like a drake all day long.

Tiantian knew that he blamed him for favoring Wei Zhao and not being able to share the rain and dew, but he didn't know to reflect on his own words, deeds and ability to handle affairs.

If every courtier in the court was as smart and astute as Wei Zhao, and would be so considerate of his difficulty as an emperor, would he be stingy with the rain and dew?Does he have brain pain every day?

"Nonsense, I heard that they are bleeding, is it serious?"

With this peace of mind, Emperor Changping became more and more adept at carrying out his bitter tricks.He straightened his face almost immediately, and said with anger still on his face: "I have already taught the prince a lesson, if Ai Qing thinks it's not enough, I..."

He subconsciously looked back at the prince, trying to choose between "playing twenty boards" and "playing fifty boards" according to the child's reaction.However, looking at the dead child who looked at him indifferently like a chicken and had no reaction to his bitter tricks, Emperor Changping was a little stuck.

Wei Zhao smiled silently, and took over the conversation very naturally: "Your Majesty really offended the minister when he said that. The minister was also at fault for what happened last night. If the minister didn't know the inside story and rushed forward to disturb His Majesty, His Majesty would not suddenly lose control of his emotions. .”

"Your Majesty just coughed so weakly that you seem to be unwell. Why don't you let your Majesty take a look? I happened to bring a lot of pills that invigorate Qi and strengthen your body."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The dead child who had been as quiet as a chicken just now suddenly seemed to be crowing, and responded cheerfully from behind.

Emperor Changping: "..."

Emperor Changping suddenly wondered if his crown prince was really sick, so that he was so eager for the pills, so he nodded cautiously: "Alright."

Wei Zhao ascended the golden steps, stretched out his silver robe, knelt down on one knee in front of the bright yellow cushion, stretched out his hand, and skillfully grasped the young man's snowy wrist, while carefully feeling the pulse under his finger, while using the pleasant magnetic voice Question: "Your Highness, tell me, what makes you feel uncomfortable?"

Facing his aggressive "pulse-feeding method" of directly pinching the pulse, the skin under his fingertips is always soft and smooth, without any resistance or attack power, which surprised Wei Zhao more than once.

"Ah."

The young man still covered his chest with his other hand, frowned and coughed twice, and said in a very serious manner: "It's just that the chest is tight, I always feel out of breath, nausea, vomiting, and I don't want to eat..."

Even though he was used to some of the usual tricks of this little wolf cub, the corners of Wei Zhao's eyes twitched slightly.

"Oh."

"Your Highness, the symptoms seem to be..."

"Like, like what?" The boy's starry eyes flickered, full of nervousness, but he quickly clenched his fists secretly, revealing a strong and strong body: "Your Majesty, just tell me the truth, you can bear it alone." Wait, is it... is Gu's nocturnal excursion sick to the point of death, and there is no cure for it?"

This made Emperor Changping, who was sitting on the sidelines watching, barely slip off the embroidered pier.

"cough."

Wei Zhao concealed the flickering smile from the corner of his mouth, and said in a low and gentle tone, "No, I mean, your Highness's symptoms... are very similar to embarrassment."

Mu Yun: "..."

Mu Yun: "..."

snort!

He will never ask someone to check his pulse again!

……

"Your Majesty, rest assured, Your Highness is fine, as long as you rest more, you can recover."

After getting the pulse and thoughtfully leaving a pack of hawthorn pills for the little wolf cub, Wei Zhao followed Emperor Changping to the imperial study.

Today, he entered the palace mainly to report to Emperor Changping about the matter of truth listening, and by the way, to explore the strange internal force in the little prince's body.The strange thing is that just now when he felt the pulse, the little prince's dantian was empty, and he could not detect any trace of internal energy, even weaker than normal people's dan qi.

"You mean, the mysterious boy who was brought back to Zixia Temple by Li Tianshi back then is probably the killer of Di Ting?"

At this time, it is not an exaggeration to say that Emperor Changping's heart was turbulent.

Sure enough, the thing he was most worried about and most afraid of still happened. Di Ting really still existed in a certain corner of the world like a dormant poisonous snake, and did not completely disappear with the death of Emperor Wu.

And such a venomous snake, who is familiar with the structure of the imperial city, and can even be said to have created countless large and small organs in the imperial city, might spit out its snake letter and aim its tentacles at him, the emperor...

"That's right, according to Wu Song's description, the mysterious blood-colored totem on the young man's back is likely to be some kind of symbol or symbol within the Di Ting organization. Therefore, I would like to ask His Majesty to issue an order to lead troops to thoroughly investigate Zixia. View."

"At that time, since the young man would stay with Li Tianshi in Zixia Temple around the fifteenth of every month, I thought, there would be some clues left behind."

Because Emperor Wu was very superstitious about Li Tianshi when he was in power, and absurdly named him the Great Master of Zhenguo, the status of Zixia Temple also rose accordingly, and it was not long before Emperor Wu ordered him to be named a royal Taoist temple.

Even if it is the royal land, and it needs to be suppressed by Emperor Wu's order, Wei Zhao can't search it if he wants to.

"This matter is easy to handle, and I directly ordered it. It's just that this matter has a lot to do with it, so it must be done in a low-key manner, and you must not startle the snake."

Regarding Di Ting, Emperor Changping still had a lot of scruples in his heart.Because through these years of overt and secret investigations, he knew very well that this mysterious organization was much more terrifying than he had imagined.

For example, he has summoned almost all the experts and skilled craftsmen in the organs and secret passages in every corner of the imperial city. So far, only a small part has been destroyed, and a large part is hidden in the depths of this seemingly magnificent imperial city.

This also means that if Diting wants to make a comeback, the strict guards of the imperial city are almost useless to them.May I ask which emperor can tolerate the existence of such a group of people?

He really had enough of this kind of taste of hanging his life on the tip of a knife all the time.

Wei Zhao thought clearly, and immediately said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the reason is ready-made. The poison of Zhongshulan that the eldest prince mentioned before was precisely from the hands of Taoist Zixia Guan. I thought, why not just use the inspection of banned drugs as an excuse?" , can not only demonstrate His Majesty's determination to clean up the social atmosphere, but also not easily arouse the suspicion of the people."

"Is Yurun's poison related to the Taoist priests of Zixia Temple?"

Emperor Changping frowned visibly.

Wei Zhao thought it over and said, "This doesn't explain anything. Zixia Temple makes huge profits by selling banned drugs. If someone with dirty hands and feet buys it and brings it to the First Prince's residence, it makes sense."

What Emperor Changping admired most about Wei Zhao was his intelligence.When smart people talk to smart people, the efficiency is always much higher.Especially for a smart person like Wei Zhao, many times he doesn't need you to point it out, he can consciously stand on your side, weigh the pros and cons for you, and then say the answer that best suits your wishes.And without procrastination, with decisive wrists, clear thinking, and the vigorous and resolute style of soldiers will give full play to their perfect advantages at this time.

May I ask which emperor would not like such a courtier?

Emperor Changping even thought with emotion that he didn't know which girl would be lucky enough to marry such an excellent courtier as Wei Zhao in the future. Then she would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life. She didn't have to worry about anything, and could only eat and drink at home with peace of mind. Just enjoy yourself.

It's a pity that he didn't have a princess who was as old as Wei Zhao, otherwise the fat and water would not flow to outsiders. Such an excellent courtier, he must recruit his family as a son-in-law.

"I see that the old lady is worried about your marriage every day. In You'an's heart, is there really no woman she likes?"

Emperor Changping's thinking changed, just like all parents at this age, he began to worry about the marriage of young people.And he also has a selfish intention, he wants to be the first to know which girl is so capable to win over his beloved courtier who is so good that no one seems to be able to match her.

Alas, I can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour.

At this moment, Emperor Changping was a little sour.

"I'm afraid I will disappoint His Majesty. I don't have a woman I like. As for marriage, I don't plan to consider it at the moment."

Fortunately, the beloved courtier used the fact that he was single to ease the sourness of Emperor Changping a little.

"It's too late for me to get married, but when I was your age, the eldest son..."

Emperor Changping didn't know what he thought of, and in the middle of the conversation, he stopped abruptly, and there was a deep sadness in his eyes that could not be concealed, but it was only for a moment. If you like it, just come and tell me, I will make the decision for you."

After leaving Chengqing Palace, Wei Zhao asked Zhou Shen who came with him in a casual manner: "I remember that Your Majesty married Empress Ji at 25, but they didn't have their first son, the eldest prince, until 28. Your Majesty is 26 years old." Was there an eldest son born that year?"

Zhou Shen was at a loss: "What is the Marquis talking about? The Eldest Prince is not only His Majesty's first son, but also His Majesty's eldest son. Before that, he had never heard of a prince who died young. Where did His Majesty get the other eldest son?"

Wei Zhao also laughed: "Maybe I got it wrong."

……

Because it was the last day and he was punished to kneel, and considering that his prince's face was really stinky after being misdiagnosed by Wei Zhao as a happy pulse, Emperor Changping specially kindly asked the princes to go back to their residences to rest after noon.

Of course, those who have not opened their own mansions like the fourth prince, fifth prince, and sixth prince will return to their respective residences in the palace.

"Your Highness, stay!"

Just as Gao Jili was about to help Mu Yun get into the carriage, a solemn voice like a serious textbook sounded from behind very abruptly.

Gao Jili's scalp became numb when he heard this voice, twice as numb as hearing the three characters "Dingbeihou", so he asked the little Highness who was in a bad mood: "Your Highness, this..."

Mu Yun twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, not hiding his disgust, but he turned around and said perfunctorily, "Morning, Uncle Huang."

"It's already past noon at this time, and His Highness actually asked the old minister for morning?"

"Oh, it's late, Uncle Huang."

In some respects, His Royal Highness the Prince can be said to be as good as others.

"!!!"

There was a rapid expansion and heaving of the chest.

The person who came was none other than the only loyal supporter of Emperor Wu's blood in the court, the leader of the clan's small group, the old Changning King Mu Shaocheng who was invincible all over the world with a letter of Emperor Wu's edict, and even the capital of Changping Emperor. It is necessary to honor the existence of the emperor uncle.

Seniority is also the highest among the current old Mu family royal family.

"Your Highness, you have caused trouble again!"

The old Chang Ning Wang had a gourd face, his eyes were cold and sharp, and he looked at the little prince who didn't know what to do, and once again deeply realized what it means that mud can't support the wall.

"Your Highness must understand that the Emperor Wu's will is not a gold medal for avoiding death, nor is it something that can be used indefinitely. Your Highness, don't think that with the Emperor Wu's will, you can do whatever you want and be lawless."

"The patience of the veterans is limited. If His Highness continues to restrain himself in this way, I am afraid that the veterans will not be able to keep your position as the heir apparent."

"What will happen to the crown princes who have been abolished since ancient times? Your Highness should have some idea in mind, right? It is impossible to end well in the hands of your own father and brothers, let alone in the hands of uncles and cousins?"

"Your Highness, you need to know that if you still want to be a stable prince, the only ones you can rely on are us clan veterans. So, why not obediently be an obedient prince?"

The last sentence was clearly threatening.

However, such a naked threat may be useful to others, but it is not very suitable for His Highness the Crown Prince who cannot be supported by mud.

"Oh."

The young man raised his eyelids coolly, and even spread his hands helplessly: "Zuo Gu, the crown prince, is a bit tired of doing it. If the emperor likes it, you can do it yourself."

When the word "Chu Jun" was mentioned, the young man's indifferent appearance seemed to be talking about a piece of trash.

After expressing his point of view, Mu Yun didn't intend to pay any attention to the trembling emperor's uncle, who was in a fit of epilepsy, and just boarded the carriage and walked away.

Heh, one or two, both like to satisfy their own selfish desires in the name of doing his best, and they don't know how to use new tricks.

When it comes to pissing off people, especially old things, he rarely fails.

"Mu Yun, don't you forget that when Emperor Wu passed away, the responsibility of disciplining you, the blood of Emperor Wu, was handed over to our clan. If you don't know good and bad, don't blame us for being rude!"

Mu Shaocheng roared ferociously in the smoke and dust raised by the carriage.

Gao Jili hurriedly ordered people to close the doors and windows of the car tightly, so as not to let these scary words reach the ears of the little highness.

But Mu Yun insisted on opening a window, and lay on the edge of the window with his snow sleeves hanging lightly, staring at the fast-moving street outside the car window in a daze.

"Your Highness, don't be afraid, that old man just became angry and said those words on purpose to scare people. Your Highness is the crown prince, except for His Majesty, who would dare to discipline His Highness."

Gao Jili was afraid that His Royal Highness would be frightened, so he comforted him intimately.

Having said that, Gao Jili is also very uncertain. If it is true what the old King Changning said, when Emperor Wu died, he handed over the responsibility of disciplining Emperor Wu's blood to his clan and wrote it into his will. If he really wanted to exercise the right to discipline the prince, Emperor Changping, as his uncle, could not intervene.

As for the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, no one would stand on the side of His Highness, the former prince, and speak for His Highness.They even wished that those old clan members would discipline His Highness to death.

In fact, Mu Yun didn't think much about it. This is a new skill he has cultivated in the past two years - shorting.

He just simply feels a little bored now.

When he is bored, he especially wants to do something that can enrich himself, for example, seducing Master...

But now Master can't be seen on the street.

So in addition to being bored, he added a little melancholy.

Then, it fell into a vicious circle of boredom.

Just when His Royal Highness was bored, there was a "boom", accompanied by the neighing of startled horses, the carriage stopped without warning, as if it had encountered some extremely urgent situation.

"Be careful, Your Highness!"

Gao Jili was the first to sense something was wrong, a nimble little pig turned over, pulled the little highness off the car window, and hugged him tightly.

A strong and pungent stench rushed over, filling the entire carriage in an instant. Although Gao Jili protected him in time, Mu Yun's snow-white robe was still unavoidably stained with dark, sticky dog ​​blood.

"Look, everyone, this is the carriage of the former prince who murdered our eldest prince. The little prince must be hiding in the carriage!"

"This little prince is worthy of the blood of Emperor Wu. He has a vicious heart and no humanity. He even has the heart to murder such a noble prince! This basket of rotten eggs is really suitable for him!"

"Add my box of rotten cabbage!"

"And my cart of rotten persimmons!"

The ferocious crowd came like a tide, each with the most vicious curses in their mouths, intertwined, stimulating each other's eardrums, and also stimulating the suffering, scars and misfortunes suffered in the Emperor Wu Dynasty in the hearts of the people.

Now there is an outlet for all this misery.

That is the blood of Emperor Wu, who is ungrateful and wants to bring Emperor Wu's violence to the new dynasty!

Emotions are the most contagious, almost a whole street of people flocked here, and a few generals in the Prince's Mansion alone could not resist the turbulent flow of people.

A steady stream of rotten eggs, rotten cabbage, and rotten persimmons were thrown into the carriage from all directions. Gao Jili still held His Highness tightly in his arms, enduring the "baptism" from the people, just like many times before.

Ugh.

It's not that they haven't encountered such a scene, and it can even be said that they have encountered it often. There is no way, who made Emperor Wu's reputation among the people be so bad that His Highness was tired of Lao Tzu's reputation at a young age.

For a while, His Royal Highness was too scared to go out.

But this time, the situation seems a bit too violent.

Gao Jili called for the arrival of officers and soldiers in his heart, and at the same time stubbornly fought against the unruly people.Just when he felt that his fat body was about to be smashed to pieces, the little highness who had been in his arms suddenly pushed him away forcefully, blocking him in a corner.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing His Highness's snow-white gauze robe instantly covered with the juice of rotten cabbage leaves and rotten eggs, Gao Jili's eyes immediately turned red.

"This is a disaster caused by Gu, how can I let you bear it."

"Hmph, these unruly people, I'm afraid that they won't succeed!"

His Royal Highness was full of combat power. Under Gao Jili's shocked eyes, he directly picked up the rotten cabbage leaves from his clothes and threw them back.

Gao Jili and the family of the Prince's Mansion will be inspired and quickly join this battle that has no technical content but is extremely physical.

Especially the family generals who can't use force against the people, they really endured for a long time.

At this moment, they seemed to have been opened up to Ren Du's second channel by His Royal Highness.Yes, although the national law stipulates that soldiers cannot use force against civilians, the national law does not stipulate that soldiers cannot throw rotten cabbage at civilians.

Because they were so involved in the throwing, no one realized when the street suddenly became quiet.

"Is your highness alright?"

Mu Yun lay exhausted on the rotten cabbage leaves that filled the carriage, his eyelids were clenched up and down, as if he was drowsy.

Therefore, when he heard that deep and familiar voice, he almost thought he was hallucinating.