Zhu Yuan took the long sword and walked briskly, humming an unknown minor tune to the outside of Ning Bosheng's house.

I was about to knock on the door when I heard a voice from inside. Zhu Yuan didn't want to go in and disturb, so he put down his raised hand again and stood quietly outside, planning to wait for them to finish discussing before going in.

The prefect of Taihe is a very elegant person, and the accommodation he arranged for Ning Bosheng and them is the best in the house, and there are many flowers in front of them that Zhu Yuan can't say, and they are extremely gorgeous.

Zhu Yuan originally planned to enjoy the flowers planted by the prefect and pass the boring time.

The content of the conversation in the room attracted her attention, and Zhu Yuan couldn't help but take two steps forward so that he could hear more clearly.

In the house, in fact, only the prefect and Ning Bosheng and a few doormen were there. In the beginning, we were discussing how to help the victims.

Just talking, the prefect remembered the people of Taihe, even if there was no famine, they were still living a difficult life. His eyes were red, and the arrogance of the literati would not allow him to cry out now.

just choked up and asked Ning Bosheng, "Do you remember what the prince once said?" ”

Ning Bosheng thought it was related to the famine, and subconsciously asked him, "What words?" ”

The prefect suddenly knelt on his knees, and his expression was sincere, "I implore the prince to make up his mind as soon as possible and seize the position of the prince." ”

Ning Bosheng didn't expect what he said to be this, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"That's what you think too?" He asked the other doormen.

They looked left and right, kneeling with the prefect, "I implore the prince to take the position of prince as soon as possible." ”

Now the most capable person to compete for the position of prince, except for Ning Boyu, only Ning Bosheng is left. It's just that he has always been reluctant to leave the ministers of the court, and he is not positive about this.

If it weren't for Ning Boyu's repeated targeting of him, it is estimated that he would not have fallen into this turmoil. It's just that the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty. Ning Bosheng was born as a prince, and he was destined to be unable to escape his fate.

"Lord Wang, do you know what kind of life the people of Taihe have lived these years?" The prefect is a good official, he has the people in his heart, and when he thinks of the things that Ning Boyu did, his expression becomes resentful, "Almost all the officials of Taihe, big and small, were bought by the King of Ming, and they took the people's hard-earned silver to curry favor with Shangguan, completely ignoring the lives of the people." ”

Speaking of this, the prefect paused for a moment, and his voice became sharper, "Why does the prince think this famine in Taihe is so serious?" In the final analysis, it was King Ming who embezzled the silver of the imperial court. ”

Ning Bosheng's fingers were clenched loosely, and when he finished speaking, he held them again, "These are all made by Ning Boyu?" ”

"It's true, the people of Taihe have been in dire straits all these years, and life is better than death." The prefect knelt on the ground and didn't get up, and his voice became more and more hoarse, "Only the prince can save them." ”

"The stakes are high, and the most important thing at the moment is famine, not the position of the prince." Ning Bosheng wanted to avoid talking about it.

The prefect is his cronies, and he is more bold, so he said bluntly, "If the prince does not agree, even if this famine passes, there will be floods and locust plagues later, which can become an excuse for the people of Ming Wang's fish and meat." The only way to solve the problem fundamentally is to become the prince. ”

Ning Bosheng was forced into a dilemma by him, "I will find an opportunity to tell my father about the matter of Taihe, Ning Boyu will not have the opportunity to do evil here in the future." ”

"Lord Wang, don't you still understand? In addition to Taihe, there are other places, and the only way to solve the problem is to solve the problem fundamentally. The prefect wanted to force Ning Bosheng to make up his mind, because he knew that he was hesitating, so he was so bold.

Several other doormen have long been accustomed to Ning Boyu's approach, especially when he went south, his small movements were not broken, if it weren't for the prince's life, and someone to protect him, he would have died in the assassination again and again. So they very much agree with the prefect's approach.

"Lord Wang, we hold Ning Boyu's handle in our hands, as long as we go back to the capital, he will have no place to turn over, which is of great benefit to us." The doorman persuaded him that as long as Ning Bosheng agreed, the position of prince was within reach.

Ning Bosheng was still silent, the room was quiet, and no sound could be heard.

After I don't know how long, Zhu Yuan finally heard Ning Bosheng's answer, "The time has not come, this matter will be discussed later." ”

"Lord Wang, you can't keep dragging it out. Even if you don't want to, will King Ming believe that the prince doesn't have the heart to compete for the throne? Only by making up our minds early can we think of a strategy to deal with him as soon as possible. "The doorman has to continue to persuade.

As the saying goes, the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuchs are in a hurry, and this group of doormen is more long-term than Ning Bosheng thinks. There is no other reason, if the king of Rui, whom they are loyal to, becomes the prince, they will be princes and officials in the future, and their status is not the same.

Zhuyuan outside the door covered his mouth in surprise, but he didn't scream. She never thought that Ning Bosheng would want to be the emperor, although he didn't explicitly agree with it just now, he didn't deny it.

Could it be that he really wants to become a prince or even an emperor in the future, and finally have 3,000 beauties in the harem?

Zhu Yuan always felt that if he put these on Ning Bosheng, he would become very disobedient, and he always felt that he should not be that kind of person.

Ning Bosheng, whom she knew, although he was a noble prince, was a foodie in his bones, and he had never heard him say anything like wanting to win the heir, so when he heard the discussion in the room, Zhu Yuan was difficult to accept for a while.

"Beibei, if the prince becomes the emperor, will you like him?" Bai Bei had been hiding in the fishing space and sleeping, and was suddenly woken up by Zhu Yuan, who was still sleepy when he replied to her, "What are you talking about?" Mother. ”

He is a space-derived elf who doesn't understand what an emperor is.

Zhu Yuan and he couldn't explain it clearly, so they changed to another statement, "You can manage everyone, but you will be very busy every day, get up early and be greedy for darkness." ”

"What's so good about that, mother, you have to persuade your father to dispel this idea." In Bai Bei's heart, it is the most comfortable to be able to eat and drink enough, and then sleep beautifully, and nothing else matters.

Zhu Yuan was a little distracted, and he didn't hear what Bai Bei said clearly. She just felt that Ning Bosheng, who would become the prince in the future, was very far away from her.

And since ancient times, how can it be so easy to seize the heir, there is no blood. Zhu Yuan didn't want Ning Bosheng to agree in her heart, but she had no position to stop it.

So after the surprise, there was only amazement.

Zhu Yuan, who was constantly distracted, didn't notice the flower pot at hand, she stepped back, and the blue and white porcelain flower pot fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, breaking the silence inside and outside the room.