Chapter 100: What is bad for him is good

The crown princess Wu was silent on the surface, but she saw all this in her eyes. She hated Murong Changtian because iron could not become steel, and she felt that Murong Ke must have a conspiracy to indulge a house slave like this. What's more, this Seventh Prince seems to be very concerned about that family, so she can't help but want to do something and make some articles.

So she thought of Zhang Qin, the prince and nobleman of the Great Yan Kingdom, the person who was holding it.

And just when the crown princess Wu was thinking carefully about how to do it, far away in the imperial city of Taifu, Xia Shixiong Xia Gong entered the palace justly and accompanied the king to marry.

In the imperial study room of the inner garden, the golden steps knelt down, "The old slave has seen Your Majesty." Xia Shixiong said, wondering in his heart, he didn't know why he would be summoned to the palace, so he didn't dare to say more.

"There's no one else here, get up, just sit beside me and talk." The person who is in charge of the Great Yan world, the current saint Murong Zhao, is tired and authentic.

Xia Shixiong stood up and raised his head slightly.

Murong Zhao sat cross-legged on the carved dragon rosewood near the window, a set of tea sets with black glazed peony patterns on the table in front of him, and light smoke rising from the jade carved begonia-style incense burner next to him, and the whole study was a peaceful scene. The emperor has passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, but he is not too old. He has the good appearance of a man from the Murong family, but his appearance is slightly more square and stern, and his expression is a little haggard at this time, and there is a shadow under his eyes.

"Your Majesty, is the dragon body okay?" Xia Shixiong asked in surprise.

"I'm doing well, but I can't sleep well these days." Murong Zhao pointed to the seats on the opposite side, "I asked you to sit down, you don't have to be restrained." There are only a few people who survived the country. ”

Xia Shixiong received the order and sat down peacefully, but he didn't look like he was sincerely afraid, he was very calm.

"Don't you ask me why I can't sleep well?" Murong Zhao said lightly and glanced at the teapot.

Xia Shixiong hurriedly got up, poured a cup of tea, handed it to Murong Zhao, and said softly, "The old slave didn't dare to talk much, presumably he asked the imperial doctor to come and see it." His Majesty is in the prime of his youth, his body is strong, and he thinks that he is approaching the end of the year, and he is too tired. ”

"Yes, I'm very tired, you fight for this chair, but it's not so easy to sit on." Murong Zhao smiled bitterly and nodded, "But guess why I asked you to speak?" ”

"It's the old slave who has been with the emperor for a long time, right?" Xia Shixiong didn't dare to guess.

"It's because I've been dreaming about the Queen of Yuan for the past few days."

When Xia Shixiong heard this, he didn't say anything, and he didn't answer, but the hands he put on his knees grabbed the corners of his clothes. As if he didn't do this, he would ask the emperor on the spot, why did he ...... back then

"I can tell you about Lihua." Murong Zhao seemed to be very confidant, and said softly, "She just stood in front of me and asked me why I did that to her son, her only flesh and blood." Shixiong, you say, am I not good to Lao Qi? ”

"Slaves don't say anything about the master, and ministers don't say anything about the king." Xia Shixiong pondered for a while and said, "The relationship between the emperor and His Royal Highness King Yu's father and son is not enough for outsiders. ”

"You're not honest anymore, are you really not sharp?" Murong Zhao sighed and said, "If it had been before, you would have asked me the same. ”

"The Emperor"

"I'm not good to Lao Qi." Murong Zhao showed a painful look, "But what I don't do to him is actually good to him." Lihua doesn't understand, why don't you understand? The founding of Dayan has lasted for five generations, but since the reign of Emperor Taishang, there has been more than one infighting, greed for the country, and deep accumulation, and the foundation of the country has been shaken. Finally, I tried my best to stabilize the country, but because it was too harsh, I needed to be appeased by Huai Rou, and what I needed was a gentle ruler who kept it. ”

"Your Majesty, the old slave knows that you are not wrong." Xia Shixiong's tone was also a little sad, "It's a pity that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is such a righteous and upright king, but he ......"

"It's painful for me to be gone." Murong Zhao's lips twitched twice, "Fortunately, he left Changtian, who is a gentle and upright child, but he also loses his intelligence and perseverance." Therefore, in order for Dayan to go on smoothly, although Lao Qi is a genius, he can't hand over the world to him, and he must pass it on to Changtian. Dayan is like a patient, he doesn't need any elixir, but something that is warm and tonic. ”

"His Royal Highness, the eldest grandson, doesn't seem to have much interest in the succession." Xia Shixiong hesitated and said.

These things were not something he could intervene in, and they should be decided by the Sacred Heart. It's just that he knows this emperor too well, and if he doesn't say anything at this time, he will definitely attract disgust, and he will be even more unlucky. Despised the rules, His Royal Highness King Yu is really like his father. It's just that His Royal Highness King Yu's essence is more like his mother, and he will not be mean and unkind, and he will not be trustworthy.

"Changtian is still young, what do you know? Once he grows up and tastes the taste of power, he will definitely become a generation of Ming Jun. Murong Zhao's face was gloomy, "Lihua is weird, I admit it." I'm afraid the seventh knows something, so he makes a fuss out of his temperament. I indulged him, on the one hand, it made him lose his reputation and demeanor as a king, so that those Wenchen Pavilion elders could not recognize him, and they would not mess up the Great Yan River because of the succession in the future. On the other hand, it is also to tell the world how much I have been kind to him. On the day when I return to the west, whoever dares to touch the seventh child is disrespectful to the emperor. That's what I'm not good for him, but also good for him, you know? ”

"The old slave understands." Xia Shixiong nodded, "The emperor has worked hard, and His Royal Highness King Yu will understand it in the future." ”

"He blames me, she blames me," Murong Zhao shook his head with a wry smile, "Their mother and son blame me for not thoroughly investigating the cause of the death of Empress Yuan that year, and blame me for not pursuing the fire that almost killed the seventh child." But they don't understand that the emperor doesn't do whatever he wants, and some things can't be touched, so they can only compensate. Remember? The heavy rain on the day of the fire, it was the awakening of the evil dragon, which was not good for the country. How can I hand over the country to the seventh child? Even if Lihua hates me, I can't agree."

Xia Shixiong lowered his head and did not say anything.

No father will say that his son is a demon, although the heavy rain came strangely, almost dived into the capital of Taifu, but why didn't God see it, so the rain fell? Why isn't it because someone has a moral deficit that he incurs a natural disaster?

A child is said to be a demon because he survived tenaciously. Because he retaliates on the battlefield, he is called the devil. Is it true that only by enduring insults and hurts can we be a good person in people's mouths?

He didn't know, he lived more than fifty years and still didn't understand. But he understands that the emperor is just making excuses for himself.

"Lihua doesn't understand, I will give the country to Changtian, but I will not let Lao Qi be wronged." Murong Zhao is the lord of Dayan, and he is usually very majestic, and he rarely gets excited. Obviously, Chen Lihua, the queen of the Yuan Dynasty, fell into a dream, which really stimulated him. He had no one to say, so he had to summon Xia Shixiong. It is said that if you know the emperor's heart knot, you will be in danger of being wiped out. But first, Xia Shixiong is still useful, and second, Xia Shixiong doesn't look down on life and death at all, so he doesn't panic.

"Has there been any change in Lao Qi recently?" Murong Zhao changed the topic and asked.

Xia Shixiong smiled bitterly, "His Royal Highness King Yu is so smart, how can he not be as good as the old slave who was sent by the emperor?" However, according to the old slave, His Royal Highness King Yu has no intention of competing for the throne, so he coldly treats the old slave, but lets the old slave enjoy his old age in peace. ”

"He doesn't fight now, and he doesn't make a lot of moves in private. People sometimes can't help themselves, and there are many people around him who are ambitious. Murong Zhao's eyes were cold, but he reassured, "It's me who can't stand you, you have saved his life many times, he had a good relationship with you when he was a child, if it weren't for me, he wouldn't have been so cold to you." ”

"The old slave is loyal to the king, and there is no complaint." Xia Shixiong did not regret being the emperor's wedge in the palace of King Yu ... [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!] ］