After the zombies traveled through time, they were tricked by the villain into becoming a stepmother

Steward Wei, who has been in the palace for his entire life, always keeps a close eye on his mouth. He has a clear idea of ​​what he should and should not say.

Fortunately, Pei Jiping was never stupid, and would not do anything stupid like putting on airs in front of the emperor's grandfather's confidants.

The man still had that expressionless face, but one could tell that he was trying very hard to force a friendly smile.

"What are you talking about, Chief Steward Wei? I am a criminal now, and I am extremely grateful and satisfied to be summoned back to the capital by His Majesty. I also want to thank you Chief Steward Wei for your kind words. How can you blame me?"

While he was speaking, he reached out his right hand and stuffed an exquisite purse into Wei's hand.

Although he is not very old, every word he says is well-organized and he follows the rules when doing things. It is obvious that he is much more clear-headed than his father, the third prince!

The smile on Manager Wei's face became much more sincere.

"Your Majesty is already waiting, young master, please follow me!"

"Thank you, Chief Steward Wei, for leading the way."

The two men walked to the front of the emperor one after the other. Pei Jiping bowed his head and the emperor called them up.

"Don't be so nervous. Even if your father is a piece of shit, I haven't said he's not a prince, so you're still my grandson. Don't be so nervous. Little Weizi, please take a seat."

"Thank you, Grandfather, for your generosity. I am deeply grateful!"

How could we say that this kid is clever? When he came in, he kowtowed and called out "Long live the emperor", but now he immediately changed his words and called me "Grandfather Emperor".

This is not just a difference in name, it also represents his identity and status. He was not directly led into trouble because of his unlucky father.

This is the good thing about dealing with smart people. They can understand everything at a glance without having to explain everything in detail.

The emperor took a few sips of the tea beside him to moisten his throat before asking the question casually.

"Is your father being honest lately?"

With a thud, Pei Jiping quickly fell to his knees.

"Your Majesty, this incident has nothing to do with our lineage! My father has been unable to get out of bed since he was caned last time. How could he have the ability to collude with outsiders?

Although my half-brother Pei Yiming is a little clever, he was born without a broad vision, and he is not very old and has nothing in his hands. Even with his grandson watching him, he can't really become a big shot.

I also ask Grandfather to have someone investigate this thoroughly. Don't let the black hand behind this go. Don't leave any hidden dangers!"

He is quite good at talking. While cleaning up his own family, he also kicked others into the ditch. This is a qualified grandson of the emperor. He will never do anything that is not worth the loss just because of the past grievances with his biological father and half-brother.

Their last rebellion was a joke, which was very different from the response General Shen had put together this time. Pei Jiping could imagine how tragic the upcoming bloodbath would be without even thinking about it.

He had to hold up the banner of being the waste of the Third Prince's Mansion and protect himself, his mother and sister from the butcher knife of his grandfather.

This time the emperor did not ask him to stand up immediately. He just stared at him coldly, making him break out in cold sweats in this hot weather.

He felt that the world was completely still, and the emperor's majesty was like a mountain pressing down on him, making him dare not breathe. Pei Jiping could only bow his head and kneel on the ground in great respect.

After a long, long time, he heard a cold snort from his superior.

"Pei Jiping, what about you?

Would you be willing to do that?"

These two short sentences made him feel as if a sword that decided his life or death was pressed against his neck. Pei Jiping was sure that the person who was sitting there asking questions was not his grandfather, but the emperor of Da Qi.

If I give a bad answer, my life will probably end here!

"The emperor's grace is immense. It is a great favor from heaven that he can spare the son of a sinner like me. Pei Jiping only has a sincere heart of gratitude and no delusion of resignation!

If the Grandfather has mercy on me, no matter which uncle takes the throne in the future, I will serve him respectfully. If the Majesty feels that the Imperial Mausoleum cannot be separated from others,

He stood up boldly and raised his head, looking straight into the emperor's eyes.

"Then Pei Jiping will stay at the imperial mausoleum from now on and will never leave without an imperial decree!"

This man is indeed a ruthless person. Not only was he cruel to his own father back then, he is also not lenient towards himself now!

Dare to speak and dare to fight, what you are betting on is the king’s thoughts.

To be honest, I really admire this grandson of the emperor. He has a clear mind and makes decisions when necessary!

If the third brother was not really incapable of the task, and he already had a better candidate in mind, then Pei Jiping might not be a bad choice.

It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time.

"Okay, get up."

Hearing the emperor's obviously softened tone, Pei Jiping finally dared to let out a long sigh of relief in his heart and continued to kowtow to express his gratitude with an expressionless face.

"Grandson thanks Grandfather!"

The emperor waited until the other person got up from the ground and stood up before he knocked on him in a calm tone.

“Well, remember what you said today.

I will not go back on my promise to you. We agreed that the stupid things done by the third brother will not involve your legitimate son, so he will definitely not come to you to settle the score now.

You can bring your mother and sister back to Beijing, but Jiping, do you want to be a prince in the future?"

Oh my god, is there anything I want about this thing?

Pei Jiping knelt down again with a bang.

"Please give your orders, Grandfather. Even if it means mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will go ahead!"

There is a world of difference between a grandson with a title and one without one, okay? After his grandfather dies and the new emperor takes the throne, it will be difficult for Pei Jiping to get a title.

"Ah."

The emperor nodded with satisfaction and gave an order to Chief Steward Wei.

"Have someone take this kid to Shen Mufeng, and give him a message. Tell him to do whatever he wants, and there's no need to be polite."

"Yes!"

"Grandson, resign!"

After sending the people away, the emperor took out a book from the pile of memorials that had grown a lot more, opened it, glanced at it roughly, and then put it on the other side where the memorials were piled up.

Looking at the memorials one after another, with the names of official families behind them, a sneer appeared on the emperor's lips.

Reinstate the crown prince?

Tsk tsk tsk, this suggestion is really good. It seems that there are indeed many talented people with great ideas among the civil and military officials in this court.

Then wait a little longer until the fire burns more vigorously. It will also let me see how many clowns are eager to fight for the merit of following the dragon.

I hope no one will be disappointed.

Ah.

There are many smart people who are brave in the capital, but there are even more smart people who are timid.

There are those old foxes with sharp eyes and ears. Seeing that the wind direction in the court is not right recently, why are there more and more voices calling for the restoration of the deposed crown prince?