Chapter 157: Royal Ruthless
Thinking of this, the prince couldn't frown, for the third brother, he was disgusted with sympathy, he hoped more than anyone else that the third child could stop in time, and from then on, he closed the door and thanked the guests, and returned to the third prince's mansion to be a prince who kept to himself, did not interfere in the court, did not chase the powerful, did not ask him to change his past mistakes like the sixth brother, repent of his sins, and only hoped that the third brother would no longer make mistakes again and again.
However, he also knew that his father had already made this move, and he would not stop.
Even if the third child has a heart of repentance, his father will hint at the third child from time to time that he has the hope of being a prince, and lures the third child to win over the Qi clan and yearn for the throne. so that the father and emperor finally took them down in one fell swoop, and left them all behind.
This trick pulls out the radish and brings out the mud, which is the father's best strategy.
In order to bring out that mud.
The father will let the radish take the initiative to pull the mud for the sake of profit.
The father's chess is clever and hidden.
The third biological mother is the queen of the Great Qi, is the favored person of the Qi people, the relationship between the third and the Qi people is deep, the father and the emperor have not let go of the prince's position, the third child has to win over the Qi people, according to the third child's temperament, he must not dare to let go of the Qi people.
If he dares to snub the Qi clan, in order to protect himself, the Qi clan will definitely want to protect the sixth or fifth brother, or the young eighth brother to be the prince.
Moreover, in order to prevent himself from returning from Xiangshang City, the third child will also try to seek the support of the Qi clan.
The radish of the third child is now close to the mud of the Qi clan.
The third radish is also pulled out by the father.
Duanhuang has already supported himself, which is equivalent to comforting himself for many years of hardships in Xiangshang City.
The prince took a deep breath, the cool air of twilight winter penetrated into his heart, but he didn't feel cold, he grew up in Shangrou City, a place in the far north, and he was not afraid of the cold anymore.
Turning his head slightly to look at the third child, the third child had already helped the little eunuch to walk out, and he still saw that his back was already wet.
Thinking that sooner or later, the father will attack the third child, and the third and fifth children are afraid that it will be difficult to end well, and they will work hard for the throne all their lives, or the bamboo basket will be empty.
I don't know whether it's sympathy or disgust.
The prince shook his head, sighed, and walked forward.
The brothers have always been at odds with each other.
In the wind and rain, several guards carried a proud man and went straight to the Three Princes' Mansion.
The guards of the five princes had already hid aside, and when they saw that the third prince had returned to the house, they were busy reporting to their masters.
"Third master, what's wrong?"
As soon as the door opened, the three princesses saw the three princes with half-wet clothes.
"Useless slave," the third princess was anxious and worried, grabbed the slave who accompanied the third prince back and scolded: "You useless slave, the third master is wet, how did you hold an umbrella!" Don't you have long eyes? If the third master catches a cold and gets a cold, I want you to die! β
Seeing that the third princess was angry and scolded her head, the slave didn't say a word, and didn't even dare to refute.
The third prince stretched out his hand to put his arm around the thin shoulders of the third princess, and complained to her: "Don't scold him. I knelt in front of my father's study for almost half the night. He was right next to me. β
"What? What does Your Majesty think, Third Master, you are Your Majesty's right-hand man, Your Majesty's minister of the humerus, and Your Majesty's most powerful son, how can he be willing to let you kneel outside the palace. How willing he was! β
The three princesses didn't know what was going on, while feeling that they didn't know what was going on, and on the other hand, they were sure that it was the prince who calculated their own masters, and the three princesses' eyes turned red, and they looked at the three princes miserably, and while loudly instructing the maid to help the three princes, they squirted on the ground: "Is this majesty blinded by the prince, first by the prince of the small county and took away your power in the Sili Mansion, and now it is making you kneel for half the night." What madness is he! β
The third princess stood up again, and a plain jacket in a mink with feather gauze and satin dangled in front of the three princes' eyes, and the three princes stretched out their arms, and two little maids came over and undressed him.
Seeing this, Mama added more charcoal to the charcoal basin, and the fire was even stronger, for fear that the third master would be cold.
Two maids in pink jackets knelt in front of the three princes, each bowing their heads and holding up the golden basin in their hands, which was freshly beaten hot water.
The third princess personally took the handkerchief and put it in the golden basin, soaked it to the end, and then twisted the handkerchief, went around the back of the third prince, and wiped his body for him.
Seeing that his shoulders were cold, he hurriedly pressed the hot handkerchief on his shoulders with his plain hands, and the third princess said angrily: "Since the prince left Shangrou City, how can the third master have suffered such grievances!" β
The third princess said, tears soaked out, and her voice was a little unnatural, "I really don't know what the old man means." Over the years, the crown prince has not been in Shangrou City, and most of the things in Shangrou City are shared by the third master for Your Majesty. Now, when you say that you are pressing, you are pressing! It's ruthless! β
"Humph!" The third prince sneered, straightened up, and there was a trace of desolation in his eyes: "The royal family is ruthless!" When the queen mother knew the truth about the death of the seventh child, she was only stunned for a moment, so she made a plan for me and the fifth child, biting to death the prince and murdering his brother, and then blowing the wind to His Majesty, and urging His Majesty to drive the prince away. For the sake of profit, even the death of his own son can reverse right and wrong. The royal family is ruthless, since the day I murdered my seventh brother, I have embarked on a road of no return, either the prince dies, or you and I die! Don't say that Your Majesty is ruthless, the battle between the royal family is already cruel. Don't tell what is going on tonight. β
"I am also measured, and I will not say such things." The third princess looked at the group of grandmothers and maids who were standing, and said viciously: "Whoever dares to say it, I will tear someone's mouth!" β
"Slaves are tight-lipped and will never leak a single thing!"
After the third prince wiped his body clean, the maid brought a silk undershirt.
The third princess personally took it and put it on the three princes.
The silk clothes of the snow-capped mountains paid tribute by hydroxyvelvet touched the skin and warmed, driving away the physical and mental coldness of the three princes who knelt in the rain for half the night.
"Comfortableβ" The third prince sighed softly.
The three princesses walked around to him and tied the placket of the silk undershirt for him.
The right hand stroked the slippery jaw of the third princess, and the third prince carefully looked at her face as thin as a spring mountain, looking at it, a wisp of sigh overflowed in his eyes, and the third prince looked at her with pity, looking at the kneeling behind her and waiting for a few maids in emerald jackets.
"The princess is beautiful, and the maid is peugeot. Waiting with you should be a paradise in the world. It's a pity that the battle for the crown prince has to fight. There are many unsatisfactory things in the Tibetan land, there is no fragrant powder and rouge that the princess loves to use, and there are no various silk clothes comparable to Shangroucheng. The degree of application in the three princes' mansions is all done according to the style of the prince's deputy position. The master was reluctant to give up these, and naturally he would not dare to relax in the battle for the storage position. β
The third princess smiled coquettishly: "The third master can laugh as much as he can." The third master fought for the storage position for the sake of popularity? β