The flying catastrophe that made King Kang lame made Emperor Jing heartbroken! This unforgettable pain that fell from the sky made him feel more painful than cutting his own flesh and taking blood! It's like the day the queen died!

As a father, he was also heartbroken by love and pity by love.

Above the court, he actually proposed in public to make the third prince Kang Wang Lu'an the crown prince!

As expected, there was a huge wave of opposition inside and outside the court.

The unprecedented unity and unanimity of the hundreds of officials in the DPRK and China refuted his proposal.

Emperor Jing still remembers that it was also on such a warm and cold early spring day, and he was also sitting in this Dongnuan Pavilion, as usual, opening a letter of envelope, but there were huge waves in his heart, and the resentment was difficult to quell.

Emperor Jing knew that whether it was based on the majestic and thriving image of the Celestial Empire, or in view of the robust physique and vigorous energy necessary for the lord of a country, his son, Lao San Lu'an, was indeed not the best candidate.

But he couldn't help but fight hard several times for the last thought she left him.

In the end, after several rounds of competition, he was finally defeated under several attacks from the courtiers and royal relatives.

Although the resentment in his heart had gradually faded away, and was constantly floating in his heart, and in his chest was like a river and sea, he had to force himself to calm down.

Just because, he is not only An'er's father, but also the monarch of the Quartet and the people of all directions.

On his shoulders, he is carrying his family and country.

Memories are messy and mottled.

Emperor Jing was immersed in a long memory, his heart was like a knife, he couldn't help but cover his chest, sighed several times, and the corners of his eyes were a little blurred.

Outside the Dongnuan Pavilion, the prince stumbled into the gate of the Longqing Palace, and when he stood up, he found that his hands and feet were numb, and his whole body had already been frozen.

As soon as he entered the gate, Feng Xianfu hurriedly put on a coat for him.

The crown prince dragged the corner of the coat, quietly made a color towards Feng Xianfu, and asked softly:

"Manager Feng, is it good inside?"

Feng Xianfu didn't dare to speak, but blinked his fat upper eyelids slightly.

The prince immediately understood.

I saw him stumbling, swooping out of the door of the Dongnuan Pavilion, kneeling on the ground, tears rolling in his eyes.

He slapped himself in the face as he exclaimed:

"Father! Erchen knows that he is wrong! Father! Erchen knows that he is wrong! ”

Emperor Jing had already seen the prince's every move through the half-open door of the Dongnuan Pavilion.

Seeing his disheveled appearance and long hair fluttering, he couldn't help but feel a burst of anger from the Son of Heaven, and he was about to have a seizure.

At this time, I heard him calling his father one by one with a thick nasal voice, and then looked at his frozen footsteps, as well as the tears in his eyes, and he was moved again in an instant.

"Get up! Who are you going to show like this? ”

Emperor Jing's eyes, which were originally like lightning and torches, suddenly softened in an instant, but he still brushed his sleeves and shouted.

"Feng Xianfu! What are you doing standing stupidly? Take the prince to change clothes! Don't let him come to see me if he doesn't look like a person! ”

Emperor Jing turned his back, and his majestic voice pierced through the entire door wall of the Dongnuan Pavilion.

If the prince won a big victory, he followed Feng Xianfu with a happy eyebrow.

"Manager Feng, thanks to you today! If you hadn't spoken for me in front of my father, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the qualifications to enter the door to make a statement! If you treat me well, I will not treat you badly! ”

The prince's hazy teary eyes just now were already shining at this moment, and he stared at Feng Xianfu who was changing his clothes firmly, and promised.

"Hey! I, Feng, am a minion! It's not because His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is blessed with the blessings of the gods and Buddhas! ”

Feng Xianfu had already heard that the prince was buying people's hearts. It seems that the prince is not only quite satisfied with his return on investment today, but also has been wooing him and is ready to carry out long-term cooperation in the future.

Of course, he wouldn't agree to stand in line so easily, so he could only pretend to be stupid with the words of the protection of gods and Buddhas.

"Manager Feng, it's just you and me at the moment, you weigh my words yourself, don't rush back to me."

After the prince finished dressing and wearing the crown, he patted Feng Xianfu's shoulder vigorously, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Feng Xianfu was silent, he understood the threat contained in this gentle sentence.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, please! Don't make the emperor wait long! ”

Feng Xianfu smiled faintly, and bowed to the prince politely and politely.

The prince was finally able to stride into the East Warm Pavilion of Longqing Palace.

As soon as he stepped into the big threshold of the dragon pattern carving, he heard Emperor Jing roar angrily:

"You get on your knees!"

The crown prince didn't have time to tell whether Emperor Jing's face was cloudy or sunny, so he could only hurriedly lift his robe and kneel on the spot at the door of Dongnuan Pavilion.

"I ask you, did you go out of the palace without permission during the day, but you went to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

The prince lay on the ground and nodded repeatedly.

"But I went to discuss the strategy of dealing with impeachment with your father-in-law?"

The prince was still kneeling, and he didn't dare to make a sound, nodding his head like pounding garlic.

"How did I give birth to such a stupid son as you!"

Emperor Jing pointed in the direction of the crown prince, and his voice was already trembling with anger.

If there is a problem, he will not look for him to be his father, but on the first day of the new year, he will violate the ancestral system against the wind, and at the risk of being collectively impeached again for offending the anger of the public, he will go out of the palace to discuss with his father-in-law without permission! What a good son of mine!

Emperor Jing sneered, picked up one of the stacks of chapters on the dragon case, waved his big hand, and threw it at the prince's face, scolding:

"See for yourself!"

The crown prince had never seen his father come with such a split head and face, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, one hand pressed his numb cheek tightly, and the other hand trembled and turned over the piece that had fallen to the ground.

On the brocade book, the eye-catching was circled in several places with a red pen.

The prince looked through it carefully, and the first few lines were related to his involvement in the Jiang family's extermination case, but he did not cite any evidence. It's easy to say, and he'll explain it in a moment.

Looking further back, the word "Cao Gang" was drawn with a big "×" with a red pen! Could it be that his father suspected him of colluding with the Cao Gang for personal gain? There is also a lack of empirical evidence on this issue, and even if there is a lot of artillery fire, he has his own way to stay put.

He has relaxed a little in his heart, isn't it just these expected bad things, as for instigating such a large group of officials to collectively impeach the crown prince?

The prince was thinking about this, and turned the page again.

But I saw a few big words of "Private Tun Soldier Armor"! Although there is no trace of the red pen circle, it is black and white, and his head is buzzing!

All of a sudden, my brain went blank!