Houfu Key Class

Jincheng really calculated it seriously.

Before today, he felt that there was a 60% chance of success.

After today... he felt that 60% was a joke.

Luo Jingfeng would not give it to him.

No matter whether he was really the person that his uncle loved the most.

Luo Jingfeng would not give it to him.

The Lord Protector of the Country, who had made great military achievements and was the only one in the world, would not give power to a young emperor.

But if he gave a few counties today, how many more counties would he give tomorrow?

Does the money that is not enough for growing mushrooms need to be allocated by the Ministry of Revenue?

The more Chu Jincheng thought about it, the bigger his head became. The series of things that followed were all his nightmares. He couldn't imagine whether Luo Jingfeng would force him to write an edict again if he didn't agree.

Then what else does the emperor do?

Why not let Luo Jingfeng do it directly?

"Madam Fusheng is here."

As soon as Xu Wan came in, she saw the young boy sitting on the ground. She shouted in surprise: "Chengcheng! Why are you sitting on the ground? Winter is coming soon, and the ground is very cold."

Xu Wan reached out to pull him, but couldn't pull him.

Jin Cheng's eyes were misty, and he asked in confusion: "Mother... doesn't he love me very much? Why didn't he choose me? I don't understand."

Xu Wan felt distressed when she heard this, she leaned over and said: "What happened? Why didn't he choose you? Was it the Protector of the Country?"

Jin Cheng nodded and said aggrievedly: "I rejected the memorial of the Prince of Zhennan, but he intercepted it back. He intercepted my memorial..."

"How could this happen..." Xu Wan also felt incredible, "Is the Protector of the Country crazy? How could he do this to you? You..." You are the emperor.

How could anyone dare to intercept the emperor's memorial.

The little devil felt like he was slapped hard on the face. He resisted the urge to cry and said self-deprecatingly: "I am too confident, mother, you are right, I am too blindly confident. I thought I could definitely beat the Prince of Zhennan, but I lost miserably."

When they first met, Xu Wan did often criticize him for being blindly confident, but it was this kind of momentum that made him go further and further.

And later, this child became more and more stable.

Almost no longer associated with this word.

But now he said so himself, it can be seen that he was really hurt...

Xu Wan hugged him, patted his back with one hand, and comforted him: "Don't doubt yourself, our Chengcheng is the best child in the world, and you have many people who love you."

The cold wind blew in through the open palace door.

Jincheng's eyes were red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Mom, can you go back and ask Dad to do me a favor?"

"Okay, tell me, what favor do you need us to do?" Xu Wan let go of him and saw that the young boy had tears in his eyes, but he tried hard not to cry.

Chu Jincheng said quietly: "At the border of Yunnan, stop my edict to grant the land to the King of Zhennan."

Xu Wan paused and asked: "Do you want to break up with the Protector of the Country?"

Jincheng smiled sadly: "A country cannot have two masters. Either I will be the emperor or he will be the emperor."

Xu Wan was silent. She calculated the time it would take for the memorial to arrive in Yunnan, and then for the memorial to be intercepted and passed to the ears of the Protector of the Country. There was about half a month left.

He had more than half a month to prepare before the falling out.

Xu Wan asked, "Jin Cheng, have you made a plan?"

Jin Cheng whispered, "I made it long before he came back, but I thought there would be no chance to realize it, and I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Feelings for Luo Jingfeng are one thing, and thinking about ways to take back military power is another.

As Chu Heng taught, the little emperor learned to distinguish between public and private affairs very well.

Realized that a storm was coming.

Xu Wan said worriedly: "Okay, mother believes you can do it well. If you need us, please call us. Your father and I will always be your backers."

The young boy lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Mom, I am tired of reading the memorials and want to play Cuju."

"Do you want to go out of the palace to play on the Cuju field?"

Jin Cheng shook his head and raised his eyes and said: "Let Dad come to the palace to help me build a Cuju field. I want to play in the palace."

Xu Wan said: "Okay, I will ask him to do it for you when I go back. It will be ready soon."

Jin Cheng continued: "We need two more teams of children who are good at Cuju. They should be agile and not martial arts, otherwise I am afraid I can't beat them."

Xu Wan couldn't help laughing: "This is not like your style. Aren't you the best at Cuju in the world? Why are you still worried about not being able to beat others?"

Jin Cheng looked into the distance: "People should remain humble."

The child said a lot of strange things, and Xu Wan still noticed something was wrong. She went back and repeated the original words to Zong Zhao.

Zong Zhao said, "He has grown up."

Xu Wan was stunned and worried, "He wants to get out of Luo Jingfeng's control now. Is there a high chance of success?"

Zong Zhao whispered, "It's quite big. He understands everything."

The Cuju field in the palace was built very quickly. In a few days, a field was built, which was as big as the one outside the palace.

Jin Cheng has been attending court, reading memorials, eating and sleeping well these days, but he is not happy.

Until the Cuju field was built, the two teams of energetic Cuju players shouted to him in unison: "Long live the emperor!"

Children of the same age are so energetic, with clear eyes and carefree. They are even so happy that they seem to have made great contributions because they were selected to enter the palace to play Cuju with the emperor.

Eunuch Huang came over and said, "Your Majesty, your Cuju clothes are also ready. One set is made in the palace, and the other is sent by Madam Fusheng. Which one do you want to change to?"

Jin Cheng smiled easily and said, "Of course it was given by Madam Fu Sheng. Maybe there is also the luminous pearl powder that I like on it. The kind that glows when playing Cuju at night."

Eunuch Huang was amused by him: "When the emperor said this, I remembered that you also wore this way when you entered the palace a few years ago. At that time, the late emperor and many ministers were watching from a distance."

Jin Cheng was stunned and asked: "The late emperor has seen me?"

In fact, he had never met the late emperor.

Even if that is his biological father.

Eunuch Huang shook his head: "The distance was too far at that time and I couldn't see clearly. However, the late emperor did intend to come over to see it, but he was stopped by King Ruining."

"Your Highness..." Jin Cheng muttered softly.

Neither his father nor his uncle had come back at that time. If his identity was discovered by the emperor, he might not be able to survive by then.

But fortunately, His Highness was there, and it was His Highness who silently helped him behind the scenes, blocking the biting wind and snow.

Jin Cheng felt warm in his heart, and he was filled with hope.

Mom is right, he still has many, many people who love him, and he still has such a good His Highness supporting him.

He won't give in easily.

He wants to fight for himself and those who love him.