When I arrived at the imperial study, the whole set of people stopped outside. No one objected to the emperor's separate meeting with Lin Hui. After all, it is a matter of the health of the dragon's body, and the emperor may want to ask about some private matters, so it is better not to participate indiscriminately.

Lin Hui was also ready to be questioned in depth.

The emperor half-closed his eyes and took a sip of tea in his mouth, looking like he was enjoying it. Lin Hui was naturally not in a hurry, and while learning from the emperor's appearance to taste tea, she looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall of the imperial study.

The delicate copper crane exudes the unique aroma of dragon incense in its mouth, and the swirling green smoke adds a little relief to the silent atmosphere.

"Yesterday, Sun Shangzhi persuaded me to establish a prince early." Like a child, the emperor stretched out his hand to pat the smoke that kept escaping, and his tone was soft, as if he was talking about the light-hearted topic of what clothes to wear tomorrow.

Sun Shangzhi? Lin Hui was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that this Sun Shangzhi should be the number one minister, usually known as the first assistant, and there should be a lot of titles such as the crown prince and the princess. It's just that now that the crown prince is dead, I don't know if these titles are still there.

How do you mention him well? Lin Hui immediately reacted, the important thing was not Sun Shangzhi or someone else, but the "early prince" in the back.

It has nothing to do with us.

Lin Hui raised her eyebrows and decided to be a good listener.

The emperor obviously didn't expect any answer, he lifted the short-mouthed Shih Tzu pot in front of him and filled his teacup with water.

The turquoise tea poured smoothly from the spout, and the fragrance of the tea spread.

The so-called Shih Tzu pot was formerly known as Shih Tzu milk. Just because the body of this teapot is round and delicate, like a beautiful woman's breasts, and the pot button is delicate like a cherry before milk, so it is named.

The emperor stretched out his right index finger, and the fingertips gently slid along the belly of the Shih Tzu pot.

There is tea in the pot and the tentacles are warm. It's like touching a woman's skin.

It's not in vain in my life. The emperor sighed in his heart, not to mention anything else, a man, I don't know if he has ever touched the delicate body of a girl, it is enough.

"Don't you think I'm a ruthless father?" The emperor's gaze from the sleek teapot. turned to Lin Hui's face.

Ay. It's a shallow conversation.

Lin Hui was stunned for a moment. How do you answer this kind of question? I can't answer it right.

Fortunately, the emperor's gaze lingered for a while, and he quickly took it back, and did not ask her for an answer.

"My emperors are not fuel-efficient lamps." The emperor just talked about himself.

"I ...... It used to be busy. I don't have much time to play with the kids. Until they're older. Only then did I see the nature of the heart. ”

Be. You've been busy changing dynasties, and then you've been busy sitting on your ass, but you're not out of time. Lin Hui added a note to the emperor in her heart.

"The crown prince is mediocre. prefers self-righteousness, sighs all the time, and feels that his days as a prince are too long. ”

I just hope that your old man will hang up early. This idea is not strange, the problem is that your old man found out, this prince is stupid enough. Of course, this could not be said, Lin Hui hurriedly took a sip of tea to cover up.

"He died in front of me because of heart disease, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and I didn't feel very sad." The emperor frowned as he spoke, and analyzed himself: "Maybe it's because before he was born, I rarely reunited with the queen. The prince's temperament is completely different from mine, so I always feel that he may not be my own son. ”

Belch.

Lin Hui was suddenly a little worried about her fate. It is said that anyone who knows the privacy of the royal family will be silenced. Your Majesty, is it really appropriate for you to have such a big mouth?

"Speaking of the prince, I naturally think of Xiao San." The emperor's gaze was very empty, as if he remembered something a long time ago.

"Xiao San has been a fat boy since he was a child, and he especially likes to eat braised pork." It's rare that the emperor can still remember the little hobby of his third son: "But then I learned badly." With the old guys of Dingyuan Hou behind his back, and a god killer in his hand, he should be invincible in the world."

"Hehe," the emperor was obviously taunting his son, "and sent people out to assassinate me." He has always been good friends with the prince, and sure enough, even the means are useless. In the end, he died at the hands of a woman, which is quite appropriate. ”

It turned out that the three princes were princelings. Lin Hui suddenly had a strange thought, the death of the three princes and the crown prince couldn't all be secretly made bad by the emperor in front of him, right?

I don't know if the emperor guessed Lin Hui's thoughts, so he just kept saying: "Do they think I am a vegetarian?" Their brothers are also vegetarians? Immature! I just asked Dingyuan Marquis and his god killers to be honest, hehe, the eldest and the third will be killed. You see, there are capable men among my sons. ”

Is that how competence is defined? The royal standard is really different. Lin Hui stretched out his hand to the candied begonia fruit and rock sugar kidney bean cake on the saucer, indicating that he was focused on eating and drinking, and did not hear anything.

But then again, he was assassinated by his third son (unsuccessfully) once, and he didn't ask for the crime directly, but just let the third son's minions be honest, and the emperor was not too cruel.

"The second, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh are left." The emperor stretched out his left hand, counted them one by one with his fingers, and then pondered for a while at his fingers: "You say, who can be the prince?" ”

Lin Hui stuffed two candied fruits in her mouth and shook her head at the emperor, indicating that she couldn't open her mouth.

Your old man continues to talk to himself. God knows who is suitable to be the prince.

This time, the emperor stopped talking, and also picked up a begonia to eat, obviously determined to wait for Lin Hui to express his opinion.

This begonia fruit is sweet and sour, and the taste is really good.

After drinking two sips of tea in a row, Lin Hui thought about it, forget it, anyway, the royal secrets have already heard about it, and it has already reached the level where it should be extinguished, even if it chats with the emperor's old man again, it is estimated that it will not increase the risk much.

"Well, in my opinion, there can be two ways." Lin Hui also learned from the emperor and made a pondering expression: "One, if the emperor is willing, it will be like the Miao people raising Gu, let them fight for themselves, whoever has the ability to suppress others, then the strongest is a qualified prince." ”

"Well, if that's the case, maybe I'll lose my son again." The emperor was very smart and quick-witted, but his voice was so calm that it was not the father talking about his son, but the chess player talking about the chess game.

Lin Hui nodded: "The royal bloodline is naturally precious, and now there are only five princes, as far as the royal family is concerned, it is really not much." Therefore, the second method I can think of is that the emperor draws the line, so that the princes can compete according to your rules and not argue with each other, so the risk is small. ”

"It's like if you make a rule, whoever jumps high is whoever jumps, then everyone will try to jump as high as possible, and if you don't jump well to hinder others from jumping, you will be disqualified. Something like this. Lin Hui made an analogy.

The emperor looked at Lin Hui thoughtfully and did not speak. (To be continued......)