Fu Mansion.

Fu Zhuo stepped into the room.

Luo Zhixuan, who was whispering, and Sister Hui raised their heads together, and the two pretty faces, one big and one small, invariably showed a sweet smile and got up to greet each other.

"Dad," nine-year-old Sister Hui'er's voice was delicate and pleasant, "You're finally back." My mother and I have been waiting for you. ”

Fu Zhuo smiled and touched Sister Hui'er's hair, and said softly: "Dad is a little tired today, rest early, Sister Hui obediently go back to the house, will you come back tomorrow morning?"

Sister Hui nodded obediently and bowed before leaving.

Luo Zhixuan's inquiring gaze fell on Fu Zhuo's face: "Do you have something on your mind?"

Husband and wife for more than ten years, the two know each other's temperament and temper well.

Fu Zhuo was full of worries, so naturally he couldn't hide it from Luo Zhixuan.

Fu Zhuo didn't mean to hide it, and a helpless wry smile appeared in his eyes: "There is indeed something that makes me cry and laugh." Then, he said that Ah Yi wanted to use him as a messenger and was refuted by all the ministers.

“…… His Royal Highness is too young, he has been growing up under the protection of the emperor, and he has no city scheming. ”

Fu Zhuo sighed: "Don't say I don't mean to do this. Even if I have this intention, I can't do this. At the very least, let the courtiers open their mouths to recommend, test the reactions of the ministers, and then nod their heads in agreement. Even if the ministers oppose it, His Highness can also deal with it calmly, so that he will not be as passive as he is today and lose face. ”

Luo Zhixuan also sighed: "He's just an eleven-year-old boy, straightforward, where does he know how to act in a roundabout way." ”

"He is also kind-hearted, and wants to use this matter to lift you up. You've done this job, and you've done it a great job. The next promotion to the official position is a matter of course. ”

The idea is good.

Still, it's naïve!

Even the Son of Heaven can't be so nepotistic. To promote whom, there must be a gradual process that convinces everyone. How can it be so direct!

Fu Zhuo said in a low voice: "Today in the court, the old Cui Ge of the Wang Pavilion is strongly opposed, and the two princes are also righteous. The rest of the ministers echoed their words. Only Gu Shangshu was kind, remained silent, and never spoke. His Royal Highness was able to defeat the tongues of the people, and his face was flushed. ”

"Even me, I'm embarrassed. ”

"I had to come forward and resign. Rao is like this, after the dispersal of the dynasty, everyone always looks at me differently than usual. Cui Saburo was even more bitter and mean, and used this incident to ridicule me fiercely. ”

……

Anyone who encounters such a thing will feel bad.

Fu Zhuo seems to be gentle, but he is actually arrogant. was looked at by everyone with the contemptuous gaze of the "traitorous villain", and the chagrin in his heart can be imagined.

He and Cui Saburo are both Zhongshuling, and they have always been at odds with each other, and the competition between the open and the secret has never stopped.

Cui Saburo has been pressed all the time, and he has been holding his breath in his heart. This time, he seized the opportunity to mock and humiliate him unceremoniously.

Fu Zhuo couldn't refute it, so he could only swallow this sulking breath raw.

Luo Zhixuan saw Fu Zhuo's gloomy and depressed expression, she felt distressed, and reached out to hold his hand: "Don't be too angry, it's not worth it to be angry and hurt your body." Cui Saburo is jealous of you, and it's not a matter of one or two days. Ignore him!"

Fu Zhuo replied sullenly: "They are all close ministers of the Son of Heaven, and the emperor trusts me more and values me more. I really don't want to pay attention to him. ”

However, both of them are Chinese scholars, and there are many opportunities to meet every day, so no matter how much you don't like each other, you have to endure it.

Luo Zhixuan didn't know how to comfort Fu Zhuo, and silently held his hand.

Fu Zhuo was also silent, his brows still furrowed.

After a long time, Luo Zhixuan broke the silence softly: "You are in a depressed mood today, I'm afraid it's not just because of this incident!"

Fu Zhuo hummed with a complicated expression.

Luo Zhixuan raised her eyes and asked softly, "Are you worried about the emperor's long-term illness?"

Fu Zhuo sighed: "I can't hide anything from you." ”

……

Xiao Xu has been ill for several months, and he has been recuperating in the Jiaofang Palace, and has never appeared in the court again. The prince Xiao Tianyi went to the court on behalf of his father and listened to the political council.

After a long time, even the dullest person will be suspicious.

It is common for the emperor to get sick, but it is the first time that he can't show up like this.

What is the emperor's illness? Is there any hope of recovery? Or is it that he is too ill to be able to afford it, and Daqin will be succeeded by a young prince?

Even Fu Zhuo can't help but worry about it. One can imagine what the ministers of the DPRK and China will think.

There is a prince sitting in the court, the queen of the middle palace sitting in the harem, and the mother and son working together to stabilize the situation. People's hearts fluctuate, but no one can control them.

“…… The King of Wei and the King of Han played one after the other, showing the meaning of temptation. If the emperor has three long and two short, the matter of the feudal king's rebellion and seizure of the throne is afraid that it will be staged again. ”

Luo Zhixuan was shocked when she heard this, and subconsciously responded: "How dare they?"

"Why don't you dare!" Fu Zhuo's eyes flashed, and his tone was cold: "King Wei and King Han are both ambitious. For so many years, he has been suppressed by the first emperor, and later he was jealous because of the punishment of King Qi, so he was unwilling to be trapped in the domain. But the princes of Wei and the princes of Han were all left in the capital. ”

"They've been 'waiting for the opportunity'. ”

"Now, they feel like they've got an opportunity, so they're going to do it. If the imperial court does not respond in time, or the attitude is too soft, then there will be a disaster and a worry about the wall. ”

Fu Zhuo's brows furrowed.

Luo Zhixuan grew up in the boudoir and was confined to the inner house, and when she heard about the "rebellion and usurpation", she suddenly felt shocked. I was speechless for a moment.

Fu Zhuo sighed again: "These are not the things that worry me the most. What I'm most worried about is the emperor!"

"I haven't seen the emperor for months. This has never been done before. Even if the emperor is seriously ill, it will not be seen by everyone. ”

"Perhaps, the emperor is really not long dead. Therefore, the queen refused to let anyone see the emperor. In order to hide the emperor's illness and buy more time for the prince. ”

Luo Zhixuan was shocked, and unconsciously grabbed Fu Zhuo's hand: "You ...... How can such words be spoken!"

Such disobedience should never come from Fu Zhuo's mouth.

He is a close minister of the Son of Heaven and Xiao Xu's best friend! How can he say such heart-wrenching words?

Fu Zhuo's face was full of bitterness: "Even I think so, what will happen to others? The two sons are not idle people, how can they not make a move at the right time?"

"Wait and see! Soon, they'll be on the move. ”

Luo Zhixuan's body was cold, and her body was cold from the inside out: "What will they do?" The emperor is still alive, the prince is in the court every day, there is Queen Gu in the harem, and the Empress Dowager Min is also safe in Cining Palace. What do they dare to do?"

……