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Emperor Wen looked at his cousin quietly, a little helpless. But she couldn't help but look in the direction of Cining Palace, was she so easy to see through? Just when he wanted to pass the throne to this young cousin, the Queen Mother summoned him at this time. Then with a little thing, he was so frightened that he hurriedly came over to express his heartfelt feelings, and then let himself understand that such a cowardly person is not the demeanor of a prince at all?

Therefore, in the world, it is not a friend who knows you best, but an enemy. Because only the enemy will take great pains to take the other party to heart and study it repeatedly. Although Emperor Wen and the Queen Mother are not enemies, he actually knows the Queen Mother very well. But just like the Queen Mother understands him,

It's just that he is used to rebellion, he is used to coming against the Queen Mother, but it is precisely because he knows the Queen Mother too well that he can come against the Queen Mother. At this time, he knew that his time was short, so he calmed down. He smiled at Prince Le and motioned for him to sit down.

"You are really, the queen mother is lonely under her knees, and I have no princess to accompany her old man, and now she has a little palace maid to come out to play, if it is not for the girl's background, it is okay, otherwise it will really lose the royal face. It's not thoughtful, you pick someone who is about the same age, smarter, and let your wife send it to the Queen Mother, who is also the lord of the clan, she looks better. ”

Emperor Wen leaned on the big pillow and said indifferently. For him, although the queen mother did something that made him angry, it did dispel his mind of wanting Prince Lile to be the prince, and this kind of mentality of not being able to save things was indeed not suitable for the throne, so he spoke casually.

"The fourth and seventh are good, but they are all concubines." Prince Le struggled for a moment, how did he know that he would miss the throne from now on. He was still struggling with which child to send in.

His concubines are not the same age as the little palace maids, and the closest in age are the fourth and seventh, and the fifth and sixth in the middle have died. Of course, it is said that it is four and seven, but they are also about two years apart. The old four or nine years old, the old seven or seven years old.

"Let your wife bring it all, see who the old lady likes, stay and do it." When you're older, it's so lively. Emperor Wen didn't want to waste time in this kind of thing, so he waved his hand gently, "The Queen Mother only said this?" ”

"Yes." Prince Le nodded, he didn't know what this one wanted to say.

"Didn't let you see the third child?" Emperor Wen was determined to ask a little more clearly.

Prince Le was stunned, and immediately understood that the third child was referring to the third son of the emperor, Jingyou. Now he finally understands what the two palaces are fighting. They are all fighting for a successor, and now what should he do? Who is it supporting? After a moment of entanglement, he knelt down, "The slave doesn't dare to deceive the emperor, the slave is in the Cining Palace, and he hasn't seen the third prince." ”

"The Queen Mother didn't mention it?" Emperor Wen actually believed that his mother would not mention it, if he really mentioned it, it was not good for the third child, but it was really the way to the third child, and he knew that his stinky temper knew that no matter what position his mother had, he really pushed the third child in front of him, even if the third child was the right person, he would not agree. That's why the mother won't be so stupid and let Prince Le see the third child.

"Not mentioned." Prince Le shook his head firmly, this time he was very confident.

"Of the three sons under my knees, in your opinion, which one is better?" Emperor Wen shook his head, the third son has been examining his three sons these days.

He finally wanted to pass on the throne to Prince Le, not because Prince Le was capable, but because Emperor Wen felt that Prince Le's political philosophy was the same as his own, or that he was an adult, and he would not be swayed by powerful ministers and clans. Now that Prince Le is gone, he can only look back and think about his three sons. The three sons have their own grievances, but in general, he mainly thinks that the three are too young, and he has to repeat all the hardships of being the emperor when he was a child.

Now that Prince Le has no play, he can only choose a suitable person among his three sons.

Prince Le was still kneeling, Emperor Wen didn't tell him to get up, he didn't dare to get up, he was already scared of white hair sweat just now, even his forehead was sweating at this time, is Emperor Wen going to establish a prince at this time? Even if he is loyal to Emperor Wen, he is also a man with a son, and he doesn't want to get into trouble for his children and grandchildren.

"The Emperor's ......"

"Sixth, this is our brothers' chatter, let's talk about it." Emperor Wen closed his eyes, he didn't want to look at Prince Le, because after seeing him, he would hate himself even more, and he really didn't have the wisdom of the Queen Mother.

Prince Le looked left and right, only to find that there was no one left and right, at this time, relatively, it was a secret room, no one would record it, and no one would know.

Prince Le still couldn't do anything, so he settled down for a while, and went through the three sons of Emperor Wen in his mind. Emperor Wen was thirty years old and gave birth to many sons, but only three princes stood still, and at present, there are only two princes, three princes, and five princes.

The biological mothers of the second prince and the fifth prince are all ordinary palace people, and their status is really low, and Emperor Wen is not the careful father, and he didn't think about finding them an adoptive mother with a better identity, so he really has no sense of existence in the court.

The biological mother of the third prince was born, although it was not very good, but it was better than the second prince and the fifth prince, and she was a noble person who was officially crowned. And the father and brother of the mother's family still have a place in the army.

may also be because of this, so after the death of his biological mother, the third child was personally raised by the Queen Mother, whether from the birth of the biological mother or the Queen Mother's upbringing, he won more than a little bit over the second prince and the fifth prince. But the question now is, he was raised by the Queen Mother, can Emperor Wen agree?

"Why don't you speak?" Emperor Wen finally raised his eyes.

"Minions...... The slave felt that the three princes were only afraid of being harder. Prince Le hesitated for a moment, said softly, and fell to the ground after speaking.

"Hard!" Emperor Wen was stunned for a moment, if he was in good health at this time, when he heard such words, he was afraid that he would be disgusted with the third child, as an emperor, who likes a son with a hard life, keep himself? But now, he knows that he has no time, so can a hard-nosed prince maintain the long-term development of the Daxing Dynasty for decades to come? Thinking of his son's resolute little face sometimes, this kid seems to be not only hard-hearted, but also afraid, right?

"The three princes can survive typhoid fever, I think it's blessed." Prince Le didn't raise his head and said in a low voice.

Emperor Wen thought about it, even if he didn't want to admit it, he knew that Concubine Rong and the six princes all died of typhoid fever, and it was clear that there were better conditions in the palace, but the third child who was thrown outside the palace survived, and Concubine Rong, the six princes were under his own personal care, and they still couldn't keep it, so is this fate? If so, maybe Prince Le is right, the third child is at least a child who is brushed by fate, and he has the destiny to sit firmly in this position.

"There you go!" Emperor Wen nodded.

Prince Le was pardoned, kowtowed, silently retreated, as soon as he came out of the hall, he shivered, counting nine cold winters, but he had already sweated twice.

He will never know what he has lost. (To be continued.) )