Chapter 57: Can't wait to see the prince go to his death

The fiasco of the personal expedition back then has always been a thorn in the emperor's heart that cannot be pulled out.

Da Zhou's vitality was greatly damaged, he abandoned his wife and children, and almost lost the hearts of the people.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for him to see his son repeat the mistakes of the past.

"A-Yuan, listen to your father, don't think about it anymore."

The emperor patted Mo Shiyuan's shoulder, sighed, and walked back to the dragon chair to sit down.

Mo Shiyuan then came to the table, and said with a calm expression: "Erchen knows that his father wants to send troops in his heart, the Great Zhou has not won a battle for too long, and he urgently needs a head-to-head victory to boost people's hearts, and the Weiliang royal family is now busy fighting for the heir, and it is the best time to attack it." ”

The emperor was silent.

He does tend to play.

"But you don't have to lead the troops yourself." The emperor said, "It's not that there are no generals in the court who can fight. ”

Mo Shiyuan shook his head slightly, "The courtiers are mostly lords and factions, if my father proposes to fight, they must unite to oppose it, and there is only one way to get them to support in unison, that is, let the sons and daughters lead the troops." ”

"You ......"

The emperor wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know how.

He naturally knew in his heart that most of the courtiers were secretly against the crown prince.

After the prince returned, he acted recklessly and cruelly, and what he did did really affected the interests of the Wenchen group, and he set countless enemies for himself.

Today, as soon as the prince said that he would personally lead the troops, the group of ministers who advocated sending the city to seek peace immediately shut up.

I am afraid that they are clapping their hands in their hearts, and they can't wait to see the prince go to death.

But no matter how many bad comments Mo Shiyuan has in Beijing, he is the son that the emperor owes the most, no matter what he does, the emperor should turn a blind eye, and now it is impossible to let him go into danger.

"Father doesn't have to worry about it."

Mo Shiyuan saw through the sorrow in the emperor's heart.

He stroked the hilt of the knife on his waist and said casually: "Erchen is willing to swear in the name of the queen mother that he will never lose the battle of Chongchang Pass." ”

When the emperor heard Mo Shiyuan mention Empress Xian, his pupils shrank slightly and his lips opened.

In an instant, the emperor finally nodded.

Mo Shiyuan came out of the imperial study.

Return to the Mandarin Palace.

Gonggong Liu was waiting there, Mo Shiyuan stepped into the hall, caught a glimpse of the painting of the villain hanging on the wall, and asked, "Where is the crying bag?" ”

"The queen held a plum wine banquet in the imperial garden, invited the harem concubines, and Yan Niangniang also went." Gonggong Liu replied respectfully.

After answering, Gonggong Liu suddenly found out.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't seem to name him.

I only asked a crying bag.

Gonggong Liu felt that he was also quite powerful, and he was able to react immediately and respond so smoothly.

Mo Shiyuan frowned, he remembered that the night Yan Tao was just taken into the East Palace, it was just a small half glass of wine that made her drunk and staggered, and tried to attack him in vain.

I don't know who gave her the confidence to dare to go to the queen's plum wine banquet.

If she starts a drunken madness at the banquet, I don't know what kind of joke she will make.

Mo Shiyuan suddenly stopped, turned around, and strode towards the Imperial Garden.

Gonggong Liu was not in the shade, so he had to follow the master quickly with the dust.

The plum wine banquet is indeed very lively.

Although Yan Tao was only the crown prince's concubine, she had the permission of the queen to let her sit on her right hand, as if she had already regarded her as her future successor.

Yan Tao took a small bite of the cake and enjoyed the flying dance performed by the palace people.

The queen looked at her and smiled: "Yan Tao, do you have any talent that you can perform?" ”