Under the cover of night, Kun'er's small figure approached Qingyun Palace with some trepidation.

Aunt Duanyi told him to go, he didn't want to go, he knew that it would definitely be no good to go, and his aunt must be angry.

He got into trouble, and this time the disaster was not because he broke the jade roller that his aunt used to maintain her face, not because he didn't learn calligraphy well, or because he was naughty with the palace maids.

This time it's a catastrophe.

He dragged on for a while, and was stunned until it was dark, but the chamberlain of Qingyun Palace insisted on urging, and if he didn't go, he wouldn't let him go, so he could only bite the bullet.

Sure enough, I saw Duan Yi, who was quietly waiting at the door, sinking like water. Qingyun Palace was silent, silent as death.

Kun'er walked cautiously and step by step.

Stop at the high threshold, to go in, or not to go? He wanted to turn around and run away, to a place where his aunt couldn't find him.

My aunt suddenly pounced. Through the door, she hugged him, and she cried, crying so much that she had snot and tears.

"You've let me down so much! I've worked so hard all these years in vain! Why did you have a head that doesn't open your mind!" she cried, patting him on the back and raising her hand to light it on his head.

She had long nails, and the dots on her head hurt like a sharpened wooden pout was about to burrow into his head.

Kun'er endured.

The scene of the day is constantly replaying in front of me: the imperial garden, by the pond, his small body and his father's big body hugging each other. His mind was blank, he didn't dare to say the words taught by Taifu and his aunt, and he didn't know what was wrong with him, he just wanted to tell the truth, so he told the truth. In exchange for the truth, the effect was immediate, the father was going to make the crown prince, but the candidate was not himself, but the royal brother he recommended.

That's the person my aunt let herself kill with revenge.

He now knew that he had done something stupid, stupid.

Duanyi stopped crying, and instructed the palace maid to take out a collection of old New Year's paintings. The painting unfolded, Kun'er looked at it stupidly, and a woman in the painting stood up, looking at Kun'er with warm eyes, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth.

"This is your mother, my sister who was killed. Poor sister, did you see it underground, your son not only did not avenge you, but also helped the enemy to say good things, and now it is good, Your Majesty has been hesitating, but after listening to your son's words, he suddenly made up his mind to make a prince. It's all the credit of your precious son, who pushed the enemy's son onto the dragon chair. He's just a wretched, useless person, sister, do you see that?"

Kun'er was ashamed, ashamed and surprised, he really didn't expect his father to listen to his words and make Qian'er the crown prince so soon.

However, the father will not just listen to the words of a child and make up his mind, and the father is not a child, how can such a big thing be so hasty? No, it must not be his own recommendation that played a decisive role, but the father has already had an idea, but he hesitated repeatedly, and the conversation with Kun'er can only play a little bit of a role in promoting it, right?

Kun'er was aggrieved and didn't dare to defend herself, her aunt was like this, she was prone to tantrums, and she didn't allow others to explain when she was angry.

Kun'er looked at the person in the painting aggrievedly, her mother was very beautiful when she was a girl, her eyes were clear, her face was upright, and there was a soft taste between her eyebrows.

It's not like Aunt Duanyi at all.

If she were alive and took care of herself sooner or later, wouldn't she be very happy? No longer be bullied, nor would she be blamed by her aunt.

It's a pity that she was killed, and the person who harmed her ...... He suddenly hated Brother Qian'er again, there was no way, the woman who killed his mother died, he could only transfer his hatred to her son.

Hatred was brewing and fermenting in his heart, and he gradually gained strength and an idea, he broke free from his aunt's arms and stood up straight, "Auntie, don't be angry. Kun'er knew that she had done something wrong, so Kun'er would find a way to make up for it. Besides, isn't the imperial brother not yet the crown prince, why are you so anxious?"

These words reminded Duanyi, who was dizzy, and she looked at the child in front of her, "Yes, hasn't he done it yet?" This is also His Majesty's whim, so it is not necessarily, and whether it can be successfully passed when the court is discussed, the establishment of the crown prince is a major matter, and it is not something that His Majesty can decide with a casual remark...... Hongu is really confused!"

The palace maids who were trembling with fear immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

"You go back and rest first, this matter is not urgent, it needs to be considered in the long run. "Duanyi sent his nephew.

At the same time exhaled in some frustration,

Kun'er didn't leave, with a straight face: "No, I want revenge! Now, tonight, I must take revenge immediately! Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep at night!"

"What a fool are you committed!" Duan Yi reprimanded, "You kid is always a tendon! Revenge is also on the lips! If you don't think about how to act, you dare to shout, be careful that the queen's people hear and pull out your tongue!"

In the past, if you want to pull out your tongue, Kun'er must be so frightened that she will shut up.

Kun'er was stubborn tonight, and did not retreat at all, "I will bear the wrong things I have done, I am a man, I want to avenge my mother and concubine, it has nothing to do with you, you are not allowed to interfere." ”

With that, he turned around and ran away.

Duanyi watched his little figure run away, and glared angrily: "This kid, if only someone was half stable and mature." ”

After thinking about it, he called a personal attendant, "Quick, you can find a way to send a message to the Xiangye Mansion." ”

This Xiangye's Mansion is naturally the Zuo Xiangguo Mansion.

The waiter understood, did not ask more, received the message, turned around and left quietly.

Left Prime Minister's Mansion, the candle flame is bright.

Yin Xiangguo and the Qing guests of the Prime Minister's Mansion were talking at night.

"Prince Li, Li Qian'er?" When the Qingke heard the news announced by Yin Xiangguo, they immediately blew up. Everyone was incredulous, afraid that they had heard it wrong.

But Xiangye nodded and said, "The news that I risked delivering overnight can't be wrong." Now that things are going to happen, let's think about how to deal with them. ”

"It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, and no one can stop me from coming. It's a matter of time before the crown prince is established, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly!"

"Your Majesty is in the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, so you shouldn't have established a prince so quickly!"

"Xiangye, the first thing to establish a prince is to discuss with the court, as long as you don't nod your head at this level, Your Majesty can only be in a hurry. Let's hurry up and move below, besides, the surname Yuan has fallen down at this juncture, and the court has fallen, no one agrees, and His Majesty can only postpone the discussion. ”

Yin Zuoxiang slowly swallowed a sip of tea and shook his head: "You still haven't seen the profoundness." Your Majesty, he has foresight, seeing that the situation is becoming more and more unfavorable to Dongliang Country, and the whole country, the only one who can completely lead the soldiers to effectively resist and drive away foreign enemies may really be Bai Feng. But Bai Feng is also very interesting, he doesn't know each other, His Majesty sent someone to invite him twice, and he slapped His Majesty's face again and again. Haha, this old man has lived in seclusion in the countryside for all these years, and he is still so cute, why doesn't he change his stubborn nature? In addition, at this juncture, the right prime minister's mansion suddenly appeared nephrite bribery, even if His Majesty will question in his heart that this may be a false accusation, but soldiers are not tired of deceit, and our Majesty likes to figure out other people's minds the most, so I think he really wants to start with the surname Bai. But Your Majesty, he is not stupid, he understands better than anyone else that eradicating the surname Bai and his henchmen can make a breath of stuffiness in the chest, but except for the surname Bai, it is equivalent to weakening half of the security of Dongliang Jiangshan. There is no Baifeng in the world, and there are still a few people who can be completely sure of driving away the invasion of Moro, Huangshui, Baisha, Qingni and other countries in one fell swoop, and who else can effectively deter Donghan, Nanjiao and other countries from daring to act rashly? Therefore, His Majesty is also very hesitant and in a dilemma...... Kill, lose the humerus, don't kill, deceive people too much to control...... Therefore, the establishment of the crown prince is the external manifestation of His Majesty's dilemma, if he really kills Bai Feng, maybe His Majesty will drive the expedition in person at that time, the war is cruel, the sword does not have long eyes, if His Majesty leaves Beijing to go on the expedition, if he does not even arrange the heir of the great unification, wouldn't it bury endless hidden dangers? Besides, as long as Your Majesty is resolute and insists on making the crown prince immediately, who will dare to stop him at that time? You are not unclear about Your Majesty's temperament. ”

The Qing scholars also debated about Emperor Zhengxi's temperament and whether he would really insist on establishing the crown prince despite all opposition.

The stout, delicate candle grew low as it burned.

Yin Xiangguo finally spoke: "Let's disperse, let's talk about this matter when we have time." Tomorrow, first of all, do a good job of liaison with various activities, as for the court, I will see the moves......"

Qian'er finally finished his evening homework, put down the book and pen and ink, and sighed while admiring the pair of words he had just written: "It seems that looking at this paperweight in front of me, this word is much easier to write......

The chamberlain returned: "Prince Kun'er is still waiting." ”

Qian'er was surprised: "Didn't you let him go back earlier?" Nephrite Paperweight will come to see it tomorrow, it's getting late, tell him to go back to sleep quickly." ”

The waiter was embarrassed: "I've told him several times, but he just won't leave." ”

"Silly boy," Qian'er sighed, "why don't you bring it in, this stubborn child!"

Kun'er was brought in.

The small body, slightly curled up, with his hands wrapped in his sleeves, looks well-behaved and sensible who has been wronged but tried his best to endure.

Qian'er pursed her lips and smiled, holding the paperweight in both hands and handing it to her younger brother: "Isn't it just a piece of paperweight, can you like it so much?" I haven't seen enough during the day, if it weren't for the emperor's gift, I would have given you for my brother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kun'er raised his left hand and knocked over the paperweight, and at the same time, with a raised right hand, a bright dagger stabbed him fiercely.

It happened so suddenly, and no one was prepared for it.

The chamberlain behind him was stunned.

Nephrite jade is thin and brittle, and the landing speed is fast, and with a bang, the paperweight hits the blue brick floor, and suddenly turns into fragments, splashing and scattering.

Qian'er fell backwards by instinct, the dagger was really sharp, and with a snort, Qian'er's soft satin robe was torn, and then blood drops fell.

"Murdered...... Come on......" The waiter reacted and opened his mouth to shout.

A bloodied palm reached over and covered the chamberlain's mouth.

The chamberlain struggled and was horrified to see that a large amount of red blood was gushing out from the hem of Prince Qian'er's robe.

Qian'er shouted: "Don't make a noise...... I'm fine...... Remember, no matter who comes, tell them that this matter has nothing to do with Kun'er, I was naughty myself, and I scratched myself with a dagger......" After speaking, he struggled to look at Kun'er, and a smile appeared on his handsome face, "Kun'er, go quickly...... Go back to your own palace...... Don't tell anyone you've been here tonight......" Before he could finish speaking, he slowly collapsed and fainted.