What?

The prince is not dead?

Awakened?

In front of the ministers, he said to the Son of Heaven that he wanted to make Xu Jing the emperor's younger brother?

Murong Shen's pupils contracted suddenly, his face was shocked, and his whole body stiffened.

General Murong didn't have any suspicions. Who wouldn't be shocked to hear such news!

"The fact that the prince said these words in front of so many people shows that this matter has been thought about for a long time, and it is by no means a temporary idea." General Murong instructed in a low voice, "Whether it succeeds or not, the status of the prince of Beihai is different. Thou shalt not quarrel with the son of the world again."

Because Murong Shen obeyed his father's orders to respond to family affairs, the relationship between father and son has been greatly eased recently. Murong Shen looked at his eldest son, and he couldn't help but say a few more words.

"Also, in a few days, you will marry Miss Ji Er. With a wife's room, put away all your thoughts that you shouldn't have. A manly man, with a long love affair with his children all day long, what great things can he accomplish."

Murong Shen finally came back to his senses and nodded slowly, "That's what Father said."

General Murong quickly left.

Murong Shen watched his father's figure go away, and the prince's weak and pale face flashed in his mind, Xu Jingchun's proud handsome face, and Zhao Xiyan, who was smiling in a red wedding dress......

He was silent for a long, long time.

He began to rethink his life more than a year after his rebirth.

He suddenly realized that he had been wrong from the beginning.

In his previous life, he was the son of the new dynasty, holding the imperial power, arbitrary, everyone prostrated at his feet, and no one dared to disobey his will.

When he was reborn, he naturally looked at everyone as the Son of Heaven. The truth is that his current strength is too weak. Not to mention shaking the crown prince to hold the Son of Heaven hostage and covet the throne, it is Xu Jing, the son of the king of Beihai, and he is not able to deal with it now.

If he continues to be so arrogant and self-righteous, he will fall into the bottomless abyss.

He was wrong.

Only by sitting on that dragon chair can he return to his old days. Until then, nothing was his. Including the Murong family, it is not his turn to be the master of the house.

Murong Shen closed his eyes and exhaled deeply.

"I never thought that the prince would have such a plan."

The prince of Xihe entered the study of the prince of Yingchuan, and as soon as the door was closed, the prince of Xihe gritted his teeth and whispered: "This Xu Jing tricked us into giving money to support the prince to build a new army that day. As a result, the new army was built, and the errand of training the troops was his. Now the crown prince still opens his mouth to ask for the emperor's younger brother. All good things are his."

The anger in the heart of the prince of Yingchuan was no worse than that of the prince of Xihe, and he sneered, "Isn't it? You and I bowed our heads in the palace, trembling cautiously, and all the benefits were taken away from him."

They are also the sons of feudal kings. Why are they so difficult, but Xu Jing is proud?

The more the prince of Xihe thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and squeezed out a cold snort from his nose: "If you want to be the emperor's younger brother smoothly, that's wishful thinking."

The prince of Yingchuan glanced at the angry prince of Xihe, and instigated lightly: "This is not wishful thinking. The prince had already opened his mouth, and the queen mother was standing on the side of the prince, who was the emperor, and she was also a little shaken. Once the emperor nods, who can stop him?"

"The establishment of the prince is a major event of the country, but it is not something that the prince can do with a few words." The prince of Xihe sneered again and again: "The Manchu Dynasty may not be happy, there are so many royal relatives, no one supports it, I want to see how Xu Jing is the emperor's brother."

As he spoke, he glanced at the prince of Yingchuan: "You are now the sect commander of the Zongren Mansion, and it is not difficult to make some small moves in private and make some trouble for Xu Jing!"

The prince of Yingchuan pretended: "There are people who are angry and dissatisfied, but you can't do things like sticking a knife in the back."

The prince of Xihe sneered, "Okay, there are only two of us brothers here, and no one else. There is no need to say these high-sounding words."

"The crown prince ascended the throne, there is nothing to say. You and I have to be convinced. If Xu Jing picks this big peach, I will be the first to disagree."

"Say to you, 'Do you accept it in your heart?'

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Of course not!

You have to be unconvinced!

Why!

He dedicated his daughter-in-law to Emperor Yongming, and fifty percent of the children in Chen's womb may be the seed of Emperor Yongming. Even if you want to establish a prince again, it should be him, why is Xu Jing?

The eyes of the prince of Yingchuan flashed gloom and coldness, and he said, "Don't mess around. Don't forget the identities of you and me, the emperor has never reassured us, always be on guard. Around you and me, I don't know how many eyeliner ears and eyes have been planted. If there is any abnormality, it will give someone a handle, and the first one will be unlucky!"

The prince of Xihe sneered again, suddenly clenched his right fist, and slammed it on the desk.

Zhou Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites left the palace calmly and took advantage of the carriage to return to Zhou's mansion.

After entering the Zhou Mansion, Zhou Shangshu immediately called two long entourage, one to Zhao's house to deliver a message, and the other to Wu'anbo's mansion to deliver a letter.

Seeing Zhou Shangshu's uneasy expression, Mrs. Zhou's heart suddenly jumped: "Master, what happened to His Royal Highness the Prince?"

Zhou Shangshu sighed in a low voice: "Your Highness was woken up by the imperial doctors, but your Highness is weak, and no one can say how many times he can survive the disease."

After a pause, Zhou Shangshu whispered what happened in the Blessing Palace.

Mrs. Zhou almost jumped up as if she had been pricked by a needle: "What the master said is true? I didn't cheat on the concubine!"

"How dare I talk nonsense about such things." Zhou Shangshu whispered in a deep voice, and his eyes flashed with joy: "Today, the important ministers of the court and the central government are all present, and everyone has heard what the prince said. This matter cannot be hidden from anyone, and it will spread soon."

"This is a great test and an excellent opportunity for the prince of the North Sea."

Mrs. Zhou heard the excitement in her husband's tone, and then she was excited, and she lowered her voice and said, "If the prince has a chance to inherit the throne in the future, our eldest daughter-in-law will be the eldest princess."

The Zhou family has become a serious royal in-law.

The daughter of the vassal king and the eldest sister of the Son of Heaven have a very different weight. Once this matter is done, the Zhou family will leap forward and become the upstart in the capital.

Zhou Shangshu stroked his beard, paced back and forth, and then whispered: "This matter cannot be done overnight, our Zhou family will not speak out for the time being, and we must firmly declare to the outside world that our Zhou family is not involved in the matter of the imperial family."

In private, of course, he wants to contribute to Xu Jing.

Mrs. Zhou nodded in response.

It's getting dark.

Zhao Yuanren and Wu Anbo boarded the door of the Zhou Mansion one after the other.

One is Zhao Xiyan's eldest uncle, the other is the husband of Xu Jing's second sister Xu Zhi, plus a Zhou Shangshu, all of whom are Xu Jing's natural supporters.

What the three of them said in the study, no one knows.

The candle flame in the study of the Zhou Mansion was lit until the hour.