Meng Jinhong and Han Tingjun have similar temperaments and similar temperaments.

has known Han Tingjun for many years, and he knows better than anyone that Han Tingjun is reluctant to succeed to the throne, partly because of that Yan girl.

is more because Han Tingjun is really indifferent to fame and fortune and does not love power.

He also knows that there is nothing good about power.

Those who chase fame and fortune only see the wealth and glory that power brings.

But I didn't see the responsibilities and constraints behind the power.

Because he knew Han Tingjun as a person, and he also knew the heavy responsibility carried by the dragon chair, before today, he had never moved the idea of persuading Han Tingjun to succeed to the throne.

After Zhao Kuo came to visit tonight, informed them of Han Mingche's latest movements, and analyzed the current grim situation, he made up his mind to help Zhao Kuo persuade Han Tingjun.

Now he doesn't care who is the king and who is in charge of the imperial power, and he doesn't have much to do with the people's livelihood and suffering, but he can't ignore the safety of his wife and daughter.

With Han Mingche's temperament that can't tolerate his siblings, if the jade seal really falls into his hands, they will definitely not end well.

Whether as a husband or as a father, he tried his best to avoid such a situation.

Han Mingxiu didn't know what Meng Jinhong was thinking.

The water eyes blinked, and Han Mingxiu sighed lowly.

"I asked him a few times, and he said he had let go of that Yan girl. I thought he really let go. ”

"The reason why he has not married so far is because he has not yet met the person who is his heart. But he didn't want to, he didn't really let go. ”

"I haven't been able to put it down before, maybe the time has not come." Meng Jinhong said, "Now, maybe it's time for him to let go of the past." ”

Seeing that the little man in her arms fell asleep again, her clenched little paws were both raised, just sticking to her pink face, Meng Jinhong pulled the corners of her mouth and bent a soft arc.

"Okay, Ling'er is already asleep, you go to sleep first, I'll come back to accompany you later."

"Well, don't talk too late with Tingjun, come back early and rest."

Meng Jinhong replied lightly, helped Han Mingxiu to lie down, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for the mother and daughter, and then returned to the outhouse.

Han Tingjun and Zhang Da are still there.

Zhang Da was still sitting quietly in place, Han Tingjun's eyes were much clearer and brighter than just now, and he seemed to have figured it out.

Meng Jinhong glanced at him, returned to the position just now and sat down, and lowered his voice.

"Ninth brother, it's not too early, you should go back to your room and rest early. As for what General Zhao said today, I hope you can also think about it. ”

"I know you don't covet power, and you never thought of competing for the throne. But if you don't have such thoughts, your eldest brother or other brothers, or even some high-ranking ministers in the court who peep into the dragon chair, does not mean that they will think that you do not have such thoughts. ”

"No matter who the throne falls into in the future, these people will definitely not be able to tolerate you, nor will they be able to tolerate Mingxiu and Ling'er who are related to you. Whether it is for the people of Nanqi or just for us, you must bear the burden that belongs to you. ”

His eyes flashed slightly, and Han Tingjun raised his head.

"Tomorrow night, I will go to meet Prime Minister Han Cheng and Qingguo Gong."

As soon as he heard what he said, Meng Jinhong instantly understood what he meant and nodded.

"If only you could figure it out. Okay, it's not too early, you can go back to your room and rest first. ”

"General Zhao, you can send someone over tomorrow to spread a message, so that they can rest assured."