I really don't want to be king

Chapter 1 Chapter [-] I really don't want to be the emperor!

"In the first year of Daqian Shenwu, King Zhao Wei first destroyed Qi and Yan, annexed the three states of Liang, Tai, and Ze, and enshrined Zen in Mount Tai, Taizhou.

——"Ganshu" Volume [-]. Taizu Taiji Shenghuang Jiji

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"Congratulations, Mrs. Lan, congratulations, Mrs. Lan! She's born! She's born!"

Daqian Imperial Palace Taiji Palace - Qinse Palace, the respectful lady Wen Wen carefully held the baby in her arms, congratulating with joy.

She couldn't help but be less respectful, because just after the investigation, the baby in her arms is a man, mother is more expensive than a child, she is a slave, and it is too late to flatter her.

"But, but..."

The voice of Lan Gui, who just gave birth, was like a silk, and he tried his best to support one arm, but he ignored his frail body at all, pointing to the baby in the swaddle, and asked weakly and nervously.

That appearance seems to be more important than one's own body condition.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Lan! You gave birth to a prince!"

Hearing this, she was ecstatic, so overjoyed that she almost passed out in an instant, her slender arm was limp like mud, and it swayed straight down, scaring the doctor who was waiting on the side to turn pale with fright, and leaned forward quickly.

If the nobleman who has given birth to a prince returns home in such a shock before his eyes, he might be implicated by this, and die along with him!

"so far so good…"

The doctor took a good look at it, and then she breathed a sigh of relief as if she had been greatly relieved.

Fortunately, it was only due to excessive shock, qi and blood rushing up, coupled with postpartum weakness, that he passed out, but your body was fine.

"Hiss~ this..."

Wen Po's sudden cry immediately caused all the servants in the house to be flustered, could it be that there is something strange about the Ninth Prince! ?

"Look, the Ninth Prince...how, why is there no disturbance?"

After mentioning this, all the maidservants suddenly realized that ordinary babies should be crying loudly, and the louder the voice, the healthier the body.

But what about the Ninth Prince...

All the maidservants hurriedly gathered around, only to find that the baby's limbs were active, kicking back and forth, and it didn't look like it was sick, but its mouth was closed tightly, and its eyes were struggling to open, as if it wanted to open wide Those big dark eyes...

"Report~~ Congratulations to Your Majesty! Congratulations to Your Majesty! The first year of the founding of the country, happy to have a prince!"

The servant and eunuch hastened his pace and quickly brought the good news of the birth to His Majesty.

"Oh? So good! So good! Hahahaha~"

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the Taiji Holy Emperor had been waiting for a long time. Hearing the joy of the dragon face, the sound shook both inside and outside.

"Passing down the will of the widow, the noble Lan's family was granted by heaven, and the birthday of the prince coincides with the first year of my founding. It is actually a sign of inheriting the fate of the country and blessing me with great prosperity! I will be canonized as Concubine Lan and move to Yilan Palace !"

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Five years later……

"Ah... ah..."

In the magnificent Yilan Palace, Concubine Lan couldn't help sighing as she looked at the baby on the bed.

"Your Majesty... don't be impatient, I see that the Ninth Prince's brows are bright, and he seems to be in a good mood. He must be a hero among men! As for speaking... I'm afraid that he will, he will..."

Nihuang, who was serving at the side, was a little bit at a loss as she talked. It was really such comforting words, and she had repeated them countless times in the past.

But for some reason, this Ninth Prince is past childhood now, and will be five years old tomorrow, but he has never spoken, nor has he wailed loudly, completely different from ordinary children!

This really frightened Concubine Lan, she had almost invited all the highly respected imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital, but they were all helpless, even the well-prepared medicinal soup would be knocked down with a slap, so far she has never opened her mouth!

This is also because Nihuang came from Concubine Lan's natal family, she is considered Concubine Lan's closest confidant, so she dared to comfort her, if she was an ordinary servant, how would she dare to sprinkle salt on her heart?

"Tell me, he, he won't be...won't be... woo woo~"

Concubine Lan looked at her poor child, and when she thought of those frightening possibilities, her tears couldn't stop streaming down her face, she couldn't even say a word.

Nihuang at the side hurried forward, holding the handkerchief in panic, comforting her mother without any words.

"I'll go, come again..."

At this time, Zhao Zheng, who was lazily sitting on the soft bed, saw his cheap mother, oh no, in the language of this palace, it should be called mother concubine.

Seeing his cheap mother and concubine started to cry again, he immediately picked up his little feet impatiently, and subconsciously sucked a couple of mouthfuls.

"Bah bah bah!"

Zhao Zheng has had enough!

Why is it that every time I want to cross my legs, I just hold my feet in my arms? ?

What's going on with the subconscious sucking? !

Could it be that I, Zhao Zheng, a man of eight feet, actually...

Um?Inexplicably delicious, what the hell? ?

Could it be that I had an illusion, let me try two more bites...

"Bah bah bah!"

Zhao Zheng pouted his mouth and spit in disgust.

Although at his current age, in the eyes of others, such behavior is no different from pouting and showing off...

"Think of me, Ban Lan... Changing clothes from a rank-[-] concubine, I have spent all my time and effort, I don't know how much effort I have spent, and I have achieved a small success. With my son's status as a prince, I can be canonized as a concubine of the third rank..."

Upon hearing this, not to mention Zhao Zheng, even Nihuang rolled his eyes quietly, obviously he had heard this emotion about his mother no less than [-] times.

"I wanted to have this opportunity...to fight for the supreme supreme throne! I think with my ingenuity and careful planning, plus my son's destiny, there must be a [-]% chance!"

Every time Concubine Lan thinks of her poor five-year-old silent child, she can't help being heartbroken and ready to cry!

"If... if my son really has a chance to be crowned the Great Treasure, then my Ban Lan, the daughter of a Jia family, wouldn't I change my fate against the heavens, protect my family, become the empress dowager, and enjoy the honor of the emperor's mother..."

As Concubine Lan spoke, her crying gradually stopped, as if she had imagined that the emperor's son would succeed in seizing the throne, be crowned a great treasure, and be famous in official history!

And as the man behind the scenes, I watched my emperor's son ascend to the throne with his own eyes, holding the power of life and death, taking what he gave and taking what he gave, and putting all the sluts in the harem into limbo, especially that slut Concubine Shu!

snort!It would be cheap for her to be in the cold palace, so she must be given poisoned wine... no, wouldn't it be a waste to let her drink another glass of fine wine before she dies?

Or give Bai Ling... I'm afraid it's inappropriate, let her commit suicide in the Xianshu Palace, wouldn't it dirty the palace?

In case of turning into a lonely ghost, my son will give this palace to concubines in the future... It's not right, it's not right!

Could it be that this bitch is going to be spared in the end, and let him eat fast and chant Buddha for my son in the cold palace, pray day and night, and bless my mother and son...

Bah!

What am I thinking about?

If that bitch is thrown into the cold palace, we mother and son are still somewhat conscientious, so how can we sincerely pray for our mother and son?

Ouch, what a headache, what should I do after my son ascends the throne...

Thinking like this, Concubine Lan couldn't help raising her eyes to look at the emperor's son who had high hopes, only to find that he was slumped in the chair, his eyes were dull, and his expression was dull. How could he have the appearance of an emperor?

Such a huge gap made Concubine Lan's heart ache for a while, and she couldn't help lamenting.

"My poor son... I am the son of destiny, and I also have my wholehearted assistance. As long as I plan carefully and step by step, I am only half away from the throne! But why..."

"enough!"

Anger exploded, and the crying stopped abruptly!

Concubine Lan and Nihuang, who were still in doubt, hurriedly heard the prestige and looked around, only to see that the Ninth Prince, who was supposed to be lying limp, forced himself to stand up while holding on to the armrest, glaring at him, and shouting in a milky voice. !

"Mother Concubine! I really don't want to be the emperor!"

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"In the first year of Shenwu, the emperor of Taiji established the name of the country, and the first emperor was born in the imperial capital. The courtyard was filled with purple air, and there was a divine pillar on the forehead. His eyes shot out, and the red light surrounded the room. There is a golden color, which will not change for three days, and the palm has lines. Only this one character is called the word "Emperor"!

The first emperor was born in the first year of the founding of the country, and he inherited the destiny of the country and the destiny.However, as a concubine, he was afraid of being jealous by others, so he kept a low profile and kept his edge under control. In fact, he showed his inner beauty and hid his clumsiness on the outside.

Therefore, a baby does not cry, a child does not speak, great wisdom is like foolishness, great skill is like clumsiness.At the age of five, when the Queen Mother was bullied, she said angrily: "My ambition is to be on the throne, and I must repay this humiliation!" '"

——"Houganshu" Volume [-]. The History of Emperor Taizong and Shihuang

The new book is published, I hope all the talents and heroes will collect, recommend, and praise one or two, Wumeng, thank you in advance.

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