No second minister

Anan gradually suppressed his expression but listened more persistently: "A good person has been in the state for a hundred years, and he can kill the crippled. The prince is well versed in the way of governing and benefiting the people, and he is not a militaristic person, but there are still villains on the throne today. Trouble, if one day comes the time when you have to mobilize troops, you can just listen to him."

Anan couldn't understand the first half of his sentence and was puzzled by the second half.

"General, is this going against you?"

Anan looked around, frowned into a hillock, only looked at Yuezhi and said tentatively in a low voice.

"It's just helping the prince to take back his land."

The more he insisted on the secret way, Anan was dubious, how could people like him understand the turbulent events in the court?

"Then what did the general want Anan to pass on?"

"Bring back to Lin Sai exactly what I just said."

Anan knew what he meant, and remained silent for a while before saying, "Then what if someone refuses to accept it?"

"cut."

"The general is like this, what kind of virtue is it for benevolence, righteousness and loyalty?"

"Only for the prince."

"Anan obeyed."

Going around and returning to the starting point, Anan backed away, but saw Xu Borong's figure on the other side of the carriage, presumably he heard everything just now, he gouged out his eyes fiercely, and then let out a sigh of relief .

"The more persistent."

After Anan left for a long time, Xu Borong got into the carriage.

Yue Zhi closed his eyes, his broken hair stuck to his forehead due to sweat, Xu Borong took out a handkerchief to wipe off the sweat, and looked at his face, which was restless because of his injury, his heart was surprisingly messed up.

"What exactly do you want?"

Xu Borong sighed, and sat down along a little gap along the edge of the couch. He heard what he said more persistently just now, but it was also because of this that his heart felt empty and uncomfortable as if it had been gouged out, even a little... Pain.

Time seemed to go back to the time when he first met Yue Zhi, Yue Zhi was also so thin, but his unkempt and dark eyes were extremely determined.

"Since you're so persistent, then call it Zhi, follow the surname of the country, how about calling it Yuezhi?"

"Yuezhi..." Yuezhi chewed the name over and over for a long time, as if he had received a great gift from the heavens, he looked like he had to say the name several times when he met someone for several days.

The untouchable is nameless, and most of the people he knows are named by numbers. Seeing that he has a name, he is happy that he followed the nobleman. After all, they are all poor people. How did he know that taking the country's surname is a felony of beheading.

Xu Borong had other plans from the very beginning.

Xu Borong, with a triangular mole on his left arm, was born with a phoenix fate. The first emperor had such a precious son when he was still a prince, but when he was four years old, the East Palace caught fire, and the prince suffered a big shock and became seriously ill at that time.

Wangcheng's imperial physician was at a loss, so Donggong had no choice but to advertise everywhere and pay a lot of money to find a doctor.

The medicine stone is useless.

It was another winter, and some people from all walks of life came to the East Palace to seek shelter. At the same time, the crown prince recovered from his illness.

Everyone in the world is amazed, but Xu Borong understands very well that there is no such thing as a prince, and the people of the Jianghu are the best at seeing the law, but he dragged himself in front of the old prince and asserted at a glance.

"This son has two lives, so he is the perfect candidate to be the prince."

The emperor is still in good health, but it is disrespectful for the prince to sit on his own.

But this nonsense has become the biggest secret of the East Palace Prince's Mansion.

Xu Borong sighed again, he still couldn't forget the grief of the crown princess hugging him tightly, and he still couldn't forget the despairing eyes of the crown princess when she looked at him after the cold corpse was carried away.

"You are not my son."