Chapter 442: This Prince Is Not His Prince (For the White Bear Fang Golden Pig Plus Change)
For example, he had already asked Wu Rui to closely monitor the Prince's Mansion, and the Prince's every move when he came out of the Mansion was under his nose. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
For another example, he knew that it was King Qi's manpower, so he knocked the prince unconscious and put him in another courtyard.
Also, the King of Chu and Qin Shuxi really fell into the prince's smoke, but after the prince left, someone woke them up, and Qin Shuxi went to the other courtyard again.
Wu Zhengxiang can see the ins and outs of the whole thing clearly, it is clear that the prince set up the situation first, and the king of Qi will plan to lure him into the hub. In other words, this bureau was laid by King Qi from beginning to end, and the prince just thought he had a plan.
There was only one trick in that, and he didn't figure it out. Qin Shuxi is the key person in this game, if he didn't cooperate with King Qi wholeheartedly, the prince would not be so easily fooled. And looking at Qin Youcheng's reaction, he obviously didn't know that his son had made such a big sacrifice in order to help King Qi.
However, such details are not hindered in the overall situation, and Wu Zhengxiang does not want to delve into them. At the moment, as long as you know, Qin Shuxi is the man of King Qi.
After listening to Wu Zhengxiang's report, Emperor Qinglong's face was slightly gloomy, and sure enough, as he expected, the prince was calculated by someone with a heart. After a turn of thought, Emperor Qinglong already had a plan in his heart, and the one who wanted to see the prince unlucky the most was naturally Queen Cao. It's just this matter, I don't know who made it.
"This matter, you start to investigate thoroughly, no matter who is making trouble behind, you must find out to me!" Speaking of the back, Emperor Qinglong's face was faintly angry.
Those brothers, friends, brothers, mothers, and sons who are maintained on the surface are like a thin veil, which is stabbed in front of him. So that he can no longer close his eyes, can no longer pretend not to see.
Wu Zhengxiang only felt that Emperor Qinglong, who was sitting above, seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden. It was the emperor who was at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, and even his figure was stiff at this moment.
"Your Majesty, last night in the Yusheng Pavilion, there was also the King of Chu. After a little hesitation, Wu Zhengxiang said.
Hearing this, Emperor Qinglong was not so shocked, but only nodded in a calm manner.
Hehe smiled, and he said mockingly: "Okay, very good! It's just a small restaurant, and my two sons went there last night." I'm old and can't understand what they're trying to do. ā
Hearing his gloomy tone, Wu Zhengxiang felt a sigh in his heart. The man in front of him, where is he still as heroic and magnificent as he was when he first saw him eight years ago?
The ruthless passage of time, the fatigue of years of immersion in government affairs, and the disputes in the court have only left him traces of the years. But the hurt from his blood relatives deeply hurt his heart.
It is said that Emperor Qinglong is the most ruthless, but after being with him for many years, Wu Zhengxiang knows that there is a deep affection buried in his heart. It's just that this love is hidden so deeply that others have no way of knowing.
At this moment, Wu Zhengxiang had a deep dislike for the crown prince and the king of Qi.
There was silence in the imperial study for a long time, and Emperor Qinglong slowly spoke: "That's it, there is no need to investigate this matter again." ā
What is the truth, who framed whom? He came and went as his own son, and the palm of his hand was meat and the back of his hand was also meat, so what if he was found out?
In the past few years, Emperor Qinglong only thought about the abolition of the crown princess, and only had the two sons of the prince and the king of Qianyang. But this year, King Qianyang rebelled, and there was a faint shadow of her behind him, and his heart was a little colder.
He looked at it coldly, since the incident of the King of Qianyang, the prince has been a little chaotic and impatient.
He could understand the prince's thoughts, but he could not approve of what he was doing. Back then, although he was the crown prince, the first emperor loved his eldest son, King Ruyang.
He has been the crown prince for thirty-five years, and he has always been cautious. is called the crown prince, but except for the East Palace Liurate Mansion, he does not dare to meddle in any court affairs, and does not dare to communicate with the ministers of the court, for fear of arousing the suspicion of the first emperor and finding an excuse to depose him.
Such a cautious day of walking on thin ice accounted for most of his life. It was still under the cover of the Empress Dowager Xiao that she managed her own power bit by bit, and finally waited for the day when the first emperor made a big trip.
At that time, he hated his eldest brother more than once, and even asked Empress Dowager Xiao once: "Why can King Ruyang live a high-spirited and wanton life, and even openly form a party for personal gain, and his father can acquiesce?"
I remember that the queen mother smiled abruptly at that time, and said quietly: "Emperor, you have to remember, the hearts of these parents are naturally biased." If you deviate from this, you will naturally not be able to fit that one. If you want that position, you have to fight for it yourself. ā
Since then, he has understood a truth, only what he fights for belongs to him. So he became more and more forbearant and silently controlled the palace. Therefore, even on the day of the first emperor's great trip, the shadow guard led the rebellion of Tong Huachi, he could deal with it calmly.
Emperor Qinglong shook his head, how could he remember the past many years ago? Could it be that he was really old?
Thinking back to the current prince, he is more than aggressive, not calm enough, and even more stupid, without any brother, friend and brother. is really not the same as himself back then.
For the first time, doubts rose in his heart, could this country be safely handed over to him?
As long as he was silent, Wu Zhengxiang accompanied him for as long as he could. It wasn't until the ambergris in the Nine Dragons smoker in the corner of the wall had burned out that Emperor Qinglong came back to his senses.
Seeing Wu Zhengxiang still standing respectfully in the room, there was a trace of warmth in his eyes. This little guy has grown into a pillar to rely on. This world is really mysterious, obviously he has no blood relationship with himself, but he can let his thoughts fly freely in front of Wu Zhengxiang without any worries.
This can't even be done in front of one's own blood relatives.
"Go down. Keep an eye on them, as long as they don't go too far, you don't have to report them to me. "Emperor Qinglong said.
"The last general obeys!" Wu Zhengxiang retreated out of the imperial study.
Wu Zhengxiang walked out of the door, Wu Guangqi bowed in, followed by Xiao Quanzi with a rosewood tray, walked to the bookcase, he softened his voice and said: "Your Majesty, the queen mother sent summer soup and Fuling ointment." ā
Knowing that Emperor Qinglong was in a bad mood at the moment, seeing that he did not object, he took it down from the tray in the same way, placed it on the bookcase and said: "Government affairs are busy, and the emperor should also take care of his body." ā
Emperor Qinglong raised his eyebrows lightly and asked, "What about the Empress?"
The mother brought the soup and turned around. The old slave asked Niangniang to rest in the side hall, but Niangniang said that the previous dynasty was not where she set foot, and she was only worried about the emperor's body when she sent the soup, but she was already trespassing, leaving the tray and leaving. ā
Emperor Qinglong nodded, and the scene of Empress Cao standing up to protect her is still vivid. Since then, she has always been cautious of her duties and has not been arrogant.
I took a sip of soup with a silver spoon in my hand, and I felt refreshed and palatable, and the boredom of the morning was slightly relieved.