Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Emperor Misunderstood
As long as she gives birth to a little prince, when the time comes, she will dispose of the prince and let her son not yet, and her future is not just around the corner.
"Yes, the mother will definitely give birth to a little prince." Liuli echoed on the side.
"Mother." A palace maid stood in the doorway and shouted.
Concubine Yue listened to this voice and gave Liuli a look, and then put down the sour plum in her hand.
Liuli went out and brought the palace maid in, and the palace maid knelt on the ground, raised a letter in her hand above her head, and said, "Niangniang, this is what Prime Minister Xie asked the slave to hand over to Niangniang." ”
Liuli took the letter in her hand and handed it to Concubine Yue, and then the palace maid stood up and left on her own.
After she left, Concubine Yue opened the letter in her hand, looking at the contents, the smile in her eyes became more and more proud, and then handed the letter in her hand to Liuli, and did not forget to say, "Dispose of it." ”
"Yes." Ruri walked out with the letter.
Father took Ning Changyuan to the northwest, and he could still think of this trick.
Now His Majesty trusts her father and dotes on her, as long as she unites with her father to say that Ning Changyuan is not in front of His Majesty.
With His Majesty's temperament, he will definitely be wary of Ning Changyuan.
That's a good idea.
"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince went to the northwest ostensibly to share His Majesty's worries, but in fact, who knows what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is thinking, maybe in order to secretly win over the soldiers and consolidate the military power in his hands, in the past dynasties, there are not many things like the prince seizing the throne, Your Majesty should be careful."
In the imperial garden, the emperor sat at the stone table, Xie Zong sat next to His Majesty, and the two chatted for a while, and it didn't take long for Xie Zong to start mentioning the matter.
Listening to Xie Zong's words, the smile on the emperor's face gradually disappeared, and the teacup in his hand was slowly put down.
"The prince has only started to improve in recent days, if he has such an idea, then it is estimated that Prime Minister Xie Cheng has thought too much, he is my son, and how could the prince do such a thing."
The emperor said lightly.
"Your Majesty, Weichen is just out of good intentions, and has no other meaning, I just think that Your Majesty should pay attention, now the people are praising His Royal Highness the Prince's wisdom and martial arts, he must be the future Ming Jun, the Holy Monarch, and even someone said ......" Halfway through speaking, Xie Zong suddenly stopped.
The emperor's hand gradually clenched into a fist, looked at it and asked in a cold voice, "Or someone said something?" ”
Xie Zong's expression began to be embarrassed, he shook his head, and simply knelt on the ground directly, "Weichen really doesn't dare to speak in front of Your Majesty. ”
The emperor's hand was raised, and just as his hand was about to slap on the table, Concubine Yue suddenly walked into the pavilion from the side, took the emperor's hand, and added the second half of Xie Zong's words, "Some people even say that the crown prince will definitely be an emperor who is even more powerful than His Majesty in the future." ”
Seeing the appearance of Concubine Yue, the emperor's eyes softened, and then listening to her words, he was so angry that he blew his nose and glared.
"Concubine to see Your Majesty." Concubine Yue slowly saluted the emperor.
When she was about to squat, the emperor immediately stood up and helped her up, saying, "You are still pregnant, don't move, be careful of hurting the fetus." ”
Seeing the emperor's gentle appearance, Concubine Yue lowered her head and smiled, and then said, "Your Majesty, Father, he also had a good intention when he said this, and Father was just stating the facts, since the last water conservancy project, the ministers and the people have been praising His Royal Highness the Prince, not Your Majesty." ”
"No matter how powerful he is, he is only my son, but the crown prince is not the emperor yet, okay, don't mention this matter."
When they talked about this, the emperor had impatience on his face, and he naturally would not count his son, the current crown prince, in public.
Concubine Yue looked at Xie Zong and smiled at him, the plan succeeded, although the emperor didn't say anything verbally, but in fact, he had already remembered this matter in his heart.
After they left, the emperor summoned the eunuchs beside him and ordered, "Send someone to the military camp to monitor the prince immediately, and if there is any unusual behavior, tell me immediately." ”
"Yes." The eunuch nodded, and then left.
This time, Gu Wanwan and Ning Changyuan went to the northwest together, and An Geyi couldn't go together, so they could only stay in the capital.
After receiving the news from her own people in the palace, her face changed, and she almost did not hesitate to send a message to Gu Wanwan.
At this time, Gu Wanwan has arrived in the northwest, there is a small town on the edge of the northwest, called Border Town, now there is a war here, and the people have begun to walk in the direction of the capital in order to survive, in short, they can go as far as they can from here, for fear that the war will hurt them.
However, those people who have no economy and no relatives outside can only stay in the border towns and take one step at a time.
When Gu Wanwan and Ning Changyuan came with the march, the marching team walked on the streets of the border town.
Gu Wanwan looked to both sides, there were almost a handful of people with stalls on both sides, and there were only two or three along the way, those selling noodles and porridge, and those selling forging weapons.
Not to mention the shops, it's nice to have one on a street.
The border town is very quiet, and it is eerily quiet.
The group set up camp around the walls of the border town.
Gu Wanwan and Ning Changyuan stood on the city wall, looking down from the high city wall, there was a feeling of endless sight.
The ground outside was covered with sand, and some discarded weapons could be faintly visible on the surface of the sand.
"Lord Gu looked at this, but what did he think of?" Ning Changyuan looked at her with a pair of eyes staring down very seriously, the wind blew through the tips of her hair, delicate skin, those eyes, nose, and small mouth, it really didn't look like a man.
Why didn't he find out before?
"Blood, blades, death." Gu Wanwan recalled the plot she wrote, there would be a big battle here, and the two sides were evenly matched, and at the end of the war, she still wrote it like this at that time.
At the end of the war, there was blood everywhere, the ground was full of corpses, a stream next to it was dyed red, and the wounded soldiers were carried back one by one.
At that time, Ning Changyuan was no better, covered in blood, the sword in his hand was infected with blood, he stood in the middle of the battlefield, half-kneeling on the ground, wearing this armor, blood continued to flow down the armor, that scene, to scare people to death.
Gu Wanwan now suddenly regretted that she had written such a big scene, if this kind of scene really appeared and appeared in front of her, she didn't know if she dared to face it.