Rebirth as Princess Jin again

Nan Moran looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. He spoke calmly, but every word clearly explained their plot. He stood in front of him now, like a clown.

It's terrible, this man is terrible.

He knew about the plan of his second emperor brother, and not many people knew about it. He was on duty at the time, so he heard about it, but how did Xiao Feng know about it?

"You...you are talking nonsense. We sincerely want to get married. Don't put these unfounded charges on us. If we want to attack Jincheng, we will definitely send troops to fight in an open and honest manner."

"Above and aboveboard?" Xiao Feng couldn't help laughing, his words were full of sarcasm: "When did you not launch a sneak attack in southern Xinjiang? We have been fighting for decades. Have we ever provoked a war first? And when have you not started the war first? Provocation?"

"We have tolerated you for decades. If you don't agree with what happened today, you have never met me. But I can tell you clearly now that our prince not only knows all your plans, but also wants the life of the second prince." deal."

"He tried to devour Jincheng. From the moment he had this idea, his fate was already determined."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Nan Moran staring at Xiao Feng with a murderous look on his face: "You are Situ Jin's cousin and Xiao Dongcheng's only son. If you dare to kill my second emperor brother, I will detain you today." As a hostage, do you think Situ Jin will come to rescue you?"

Xiao Feng did not take his words to heart at all, and said with a faint smile: "If I can't leave safely tonight, all the soldiers and horses of Jincheng will be dispatched tomorrow. If I am even slightly damaged, the entire southern Xinjiang will be attacked." Buried with him!"

"The third prince has always cared about the country and the people. He hates war the most. He probably doesn't want to see the two countries start another war because of me. We can fight this war, but there is no guarantee that Southern Xinjiang can withstand this war."

"Whether you want to save your second emperor brother or save all the people in southern Xinjiang, the third prince might as well think clearly!"

As soon as he said this, Nan Moran seemed to have been slapped hard several times, and said coldly: "Why did you choose me instead of other princes?"

When Xiao Feng saw that he finally bowed his head, he softened his tone and said, "Because you are upright, loyal, and willing to consider for the people. As I said just now, we don't want to fight anymore. Only if you sit on the throne of Southern Xinjiang, this The war can only be ended, and this is also the result that the people of the two countries want to see."

"When you sit on the throne, we are willing to open up commercial exchanges between the two countries in Jincheng, so that the people on the entire southern border can live in harmony and develop together."

Nan Moran's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again.

This is the grand scene he has always wanted to see. Over the years, he has studied Xia Zhaoguo's books and learned their ways of governing the country. He has written many excerpts and proposed many strategies for governing the country, but these excerpts are now in the His bookshelf was covered in thick dust.

He knew that his father didn't like him doing this, and what he wanted was a prince who could expand his territory.

If those strategies for governing the country were presented, they would only be met with merciless insults, so every time he wrote them with confidence, he would give up the idea in frustration.

He smiled bitterly and said: "You are right, but now the eldest emperor brother has a lot of troops, the second emperor brother also has his own power, my father looks down on me, and I only have less than a thousand people under my command, I can't compete with him at all. They contend.”

Xiao Feng smiled secretly: "Third Prince, don't worry, I already have a plan, and the Third Prince will just act according to the plan."

Nan Moran was stunned: "What's the plan?"

Xiao Feng pondered for a moment and said: "I heard that your father was not seriously injured when he came down from the battlefield, but why did he linger on the bed all the time? Have you ever thought about whether there is something missing in this?"

Nan Moran was stunned. He heard the implication of Xiao Feng's words: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"If I'm not wrong, you have been taking care of your father since he fell ill, but you have never had any rights in the palace, so those imperial doctors should have been arranged by someone sent by your eldest brother. Your father has always been in good health. "Shuo, you have fought countless times in wars over the years, and naturally you have suffered a lot of injuries. There is no reason for you to suddenly be so weak that you linger on the bed with just a stab wound."

"I'm afraid someone has tampered with this place a long time ago. If chronic poison is put into the soup, the day your father's poison takes effect, I'm afraid it will also be your death!"

As soon as Xiao Feng finished speaking, Nan Moran shook his head in disbelief: "No, what my father values ​​most is the eldest brother. It is impossible for him to kill my father in this way. Besides, this What does it have to do with me?"

Xiao Feng picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip slowly, and said calmly: "But now, hasn't your father already thought about letting other princes inherit the throne? Otherwise, why would you let your second prince brother come to Xia Zhaoguo to get married? Well. Your father's actions have threatened your eldest brother's status. If something happens to your father, and the person serving him is you, there must be one person who takes all the blame for your father's death. And You are the best candidate."

Nan Moyan felt cold sweat running down his back. He had never thought about the throne, but he had unknowingly become a thorn in the eyes of others who wanted to get rid of him.

Whether it was his eldest or second emperor brother, they never regarded themselves as their biological brothers, but as stumbling blocks on the road to imperial power.

When he thought about his future fate, his heart couldn't help but twitch.

He didn't want to die. If something happened to him, not only the entire palace, but also his mother, concubine, grandfather's family, and hundreds of people would disappear from this world with his death.

Nan Moran looked at Xiao Feng, and his expression finally relaxed: "Are you really going to help me deal with the Second Emperor Brother without any additional conditions?"

Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Of course there are conditions!"

Nan Moran narrowed his eyes slightly: "What are the conditions?"

Xiao Feng took out a sealed contract that Situ Jin had already drawn up from his arms, unfolded it and placed it on the table.

"This is a contract drawn up by the emperor of our country. As long as you can get the crown prince or the throne and stamp it with the seal, this contract will take effect immediately! Consider it a congratulatory gift from Xia Zhaoguo to congratulate you on becoming the crown prince."

Nan Moran thought for a moment, then made up his mind and cupped his hands towards Xiao Feng: "Okay, then you are waiting for my good news!"

Xiao Feng cupped his fists and said, "Third Prince, walk slowly."

Xiao Feng stood at the window and watched the cold figure walk into the carriage. He returned to the table, wrote a letter and handed it to the secret guard.

"Send it back to the capital as quickly as possible and hand it over to the prince!"

"Yes, Prince Consort!"

Maybe in a few days, he and Jiaoyang can stay in Jincheng peacefully, enjoy Jincheng's delicious food, and live a happy and peaceful life.