"When will such a day come to an end!" Prince Li Yan looked at the continuous drizzle outside the window, and his sorrow was like the drizzle outside the window, endless.

After six years of hard waiting, six years of painful suffering, Li Yu finally waited for the moment when he entered the East Palace. Joy, the joy that came from all the bitterness, instantly filled every vein in his body. No one knows better than Li Yu how he is looking forward to the position that should belong to him, and now that his dream has become a reality, how can he not cry with joy?

However, after a short period of joy, Li Yu sadly found that he seemed to be happy a little early, because a series of actions by his father showed that he was in danger of being abolished at any time. Once abolished, there is only one end left for him, the most tragic one: death. Perhaps, he was not the only one who died, at least, but also his mother, the noble concubine Guo.

Yes, Li Yu, who is frail and sickly and very weak by nature, is not at all like his father, who is so vigorous and vigorous, and so wise and martial. For this son, who is not like himself at all, Li Chun has never really taken him seriously, let alone taken it to heart. Although his favorite eldest son Li Ning is dead, he still has his second son Li Kuan, and many, many sons, how can the throne of the prince of the Tang Empire be handed over to such a son who is extremely weak from spirit to **.

In order to create public opinion for the abolition of the crown prince in the future, Li Chun found Cui Qun, a scholar from Hanlin at that time, and asked him to replace Li Kuan and draft a concession table to show that the identity of the prince was given to Li Yu by the elder Li Kuan, and in the order of succession to the throne, the older Li Kuan has some kind of priority.

Li Chun obviously ignored a problem: although Cui Qun is politically naïve, but as a literati, Cui Qun is naturally sensitive to words, not to mention, this is by no means a simple word game, but a pit, a big and deep pit, once he drafted this concession in accordance with the order, the crown prince Li Yu, whom he strongly supported, was destined to fall into the pit, and at that time, Li Yu lost not only the identity of the imperial prince, but also the life of Qingqing. Back then, the eldest princess of Taiping tried to use the priority of Li Chengqi, the eldest son of Tang Ruizong Li Dan, to shake Li Longji's status as the prince. The past is not far away, the teacher of the future, Cui Qun didn't want Li Chun's conspiracy to succeed, so he bluntly refused: It is natural for his son-in-law Li Yu to enter the East Palace, and there is no question of Li Kuan's refusal. Li Chun was speechless, and the matter had to be stopped.

In fact, both Li Chun and Cui Qun made a mistake, a common-sense mistake: Li Yu at this time is not a son-in-law at all, even in the broadest sense! Because, Li Yu's mother is not a queen.

At any time, there is only one emperor's wife, and that is the empress. In other words, only the queen's son is the concubine, and the other concubines, no matter how prominent the family power is, and no matter how noble the status is, can only be regarded as the emperor's little wife, and the son born to the little wife can only be regarded as a concubine. Therefore, Li Yu is also a concubine, and he does not have any priority in the issue of succession to the throne.

In fact, it was precisely because of this consideration that Li Chun insisted on refusing to stand up. His mind was not in vain, in the Yuanhe four-year dispute for the establishment of the prince, Li Chun confidently moved out of the thousand-year-old precept of "establishing a successor to grow up", and logically blocked the mouths of the civil and military officials, and grandiosely helped his favorite eldest son Li Ning to the throne of the prince, and easily threw the expectant Guo mother and son into the vast sad Pacific Ocean.

It's a pity that people can't compare to heaven after all, and the crown prince Li Ning, who is "courteous at every turn", obviously did not get the favor of God, and two years later, the most satisfying imperial prince of Li Chun died, and the battle for the crown prince was put on the agenda again. This time, Li Chun tried to repeat the old trick and put the second son Li Kuan on the throne, but the ministers who had been fooled once quit, they seized the weakness of Li Kuan's biological mother's humble identity, and raised the law of "the son is valued by the mother", this time, the dumb became the emperor Li Chun, after all, Guo's grandfather Guo Ziyi's outstanding exploits are there, and Guo's mother is the eldest princess of the Tang Empire, which is also an indisputable fact. In this way, King Li Yu happily became the prince of the empire, and it was Li Chun's cold gaze that saw him enter the East Palace.

The ministers understood that Li Yu's position was not stable, and in order for him to sit firmly in this chair, the status of the master of the Guo family's harem must be finalized. Once Guo entered the middle palace, Li Yu became the son of the queen, that is, the son-in-law, and at that time, no one could shake his position as the crown prince, not even Li Chun, because, even if you are the emperor, in front of the ancestral system and ancient teachings, you can only bow your head obediently.

In October of the eighth year of Yuanhe, the ministers jointly signed the three music tables, and after requesting the book, this time, the reason they put forward was "the mother is more precious than the son". Their perseverance in putting pressure on the emperor almost turned into a political tide, and at this moment, Li Chun could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb and ignored it. But Li Chun knows better that once Guo becomes the empress, he will forever lose the opportunity to choose the crown prince, which is the last thing he wants to see. After pondering and meditating, Li Chun had no choice but to take one of the oldest magic weapons in China, dragging, of course, dragging also to find a reason, Li Chun gave a very bloody reason, very bloody, "the year of the first day", the culprit of his refusal to stand up was pushed to the ethereal providence. In this way, until his death, Li Chun did not canonize the queen. After reigning for fifteen years, there was no poster, and inadvertently, Li Chun had already set a record, which no one has broken so far.

Although Li Yu is weak, he is not a fool, and he naturally knows what his father's small actions portend. However, the fledgling Li Yu, in the face of his father's pressing step by step, had no countermeasures, he could only see it in his eyes and be anxious in his heart. Fortunately, on the issue of establishing a prince, no one in the court and China dared to risk the world's condemnation to deliberately slap the emperor's dragon fart. The dispute between the princes seems to be just a pool of stagnant water, and it can no longer make any waves.

However, this pool of stagnant water finally set off waves, because of the return of a person, this person is naturally Tutu Chengguang.

Pei Du is gone, Cui Qun is also gone, and before that, Li Jiang has already left. The prince's supporters left one after another, coupled with Li Chun's constant movements, Li Yuan's little heart kept beating. At this critical moment, the ill-intentioned Tutu Chengxuan returned to Chang'an. In his hands, he held half of the military power in Chang'an, and the battle for the crown prince, which had been stagnant, suddenly became still.

Tutu Chengguang, who returned to Chang'an, frequently went in and out of the Zhonghe Hall where Li Chun lived. Every time Tutu Chengguang met, Li Chun would talk to him secretly, and every time he would talk for a long, long time. No one knows what the two of them talked about, but there is at least one central topic that many people can guess, and that is the question of the imperial prince.

No one can predict what choice Li Chun, the son of heaven, will make under the unremitting persuasion of Tutu Chengxuan; No one knows whether Tutu Chengxuan, who is holding a heavy army, has arranged a foreshadowing and is ready to set off a stormy wave in the palace. Of course, the crown prince Li Yu didn't know, but he was not politically sensitive, he still smelled a dangerous breath and was approaching step by step, because his confidant Wei Shou was suddenly kicked out of Chang'an by Li Chun.

Wei Shou is the prince's attendant, Li Yu's subordinate official and confidant. It is said that because Wei Shou was too close to Li Yuan, he often entertained Li Yuan with fine wine and food, which made Li Chun, the son of heaven, very dissatisfied, so he drove him out of Chang'an and sent him to the distant state of Yuzhou to serve as the assassin. In fact, this is the political trick used by the Son of Heaven to suppress the prince in the past dynasties, and he used some trivial things to deal with the subordinates of the East Palace and the prince's cronies, usually to warn the prince: Lao Tzu is not dead, and if you want to take over, you have to wait a few more years. Sometimes, this kind of means is still a signal, a signal that the emperor deliberately released, a signal to abolish the crown prince!

There are all kinds of signs that the position of the crown prince Li Yu is not stable, not stable at all. The emperor's message made some ill-intentioned people ready to move, and the smell of ambiguity was brewing everywhere in the air. Li Yu couldn't sit still, and found his maternal uncle again, Si Nongqing Guo Zhao. Guo Zhao told him with a smile, don't worry, don't panic, just continue to do your filial piety, don't forget, behind you is your mother, and behind your mother is our Guo family!

Walking out of Guo's mansion, Li Yu relaxed a lot, and when he returned to the East Palace, he suddenly remembered the three mysterious prophecies ten years ago: "Bless you, Your Royal Highness the King", "Bless you, Your Royal Highness the Prince", "Bless you, future king!"

"I, Li Yu, will definitely become the son of the Tang Dynasty, no one can stop me, Tutu Chengguang can't! Father, hmph, neither can my father! Li Yan clasped his hands and muttered to himself with confidence.