Zhi Xuan

Young Master Ming's body was severely poisoned, and he had a high fever for several days. After taking the antidote, his condition improved.

Mrs. Yang didn't dare to rest assured, she stayed by her young son's side day and night, and handed over the general affairs to Yuan Ying.

Yuan Ying was in charge of the son's mansion at the beginning, with the help of the mansion order, and Mrs. Yang's guidance, he managed all the affairs in an orderly manner.

The medicine sent by the Yang family was very effective. Gong Ziming woke up from the coma, and his spirit was a little weak. At least he could eat millet porridge and broth.In just a few days, under the torment of the high fever, the originally healthy little face turned sallow, and the cheeks were so thin that they almost lost their appearance.

Every time she saw the youngest son and thought of the torture he had suffered, Mrs. Yang would grit her silver teeth, wishing she could dissect the poisoned wet nurse and kill her.

"hateful!"

Young Master Ming was intelligent since he was a child, and he grew up in the monarch's mansion. He experienced the tragic struggle between father and son and brothers. He was not ignorant like children of the same age. He spoke and behaved politely, and his thinking became more and more mature.When encountering some simple political affairs, he can speak clearly and logically.

After Young Master Ming opened the mansion, Yang Hao specially invited famous teachers for him.

This incident has passed the Ming road, Zhi Xuan didn't have any doubts, instead he praised it.It is precisely because of this that the members of the original clan are jealous, thinking that Zhi Xuan and Yang Hao have cleared up their previous suspicions and plan to cultivate the son Ming as the heir.

Young Master Ming was poisoned by his wet nurse, and in the cold winter months, the quilt was lifted, the windows were opened wide, and the cold wind was blown in the middle of the night, confusing the cause and almost delaying the treatment.

The wet nurse is indeed clever, trying to cover up the signs of poisoning with the wind and cold.It's a pity that the chess was wrong, the doctor in the mansion had a close friendship with Sang doctor, and he was well versed in poison making and detoxification. He found that the son's pulse was different, and quickly found out the real cause.

The nurse knew that the situation was over and she couldn't escape, so she hanged herself decisively after returning to her room.

After she died, Mrs. Yang was furious and sent people to search her family and torture her, regardless of life or death.

In the Monarch's Mansion, after being suppressed by Mrs. Mi for more than ten years, Mrs. Yang has never lost her composure like this.It's all because as a mother, how can she not be angry when Ni Lin is touched.

"check!"

Mrs. Yang was furious and vowed to tear the person who murdered her son into pieces.

Pianyang Hao was seriously ill, and the people behind the scenes were extremely cunning, so he was a little slow to mobilize the manpower, and failed to find any evidence.Mrs. Yang has suspicions, but unfortunately there is no real evidence, so she can't come to arrest people.

Her status is special, and her daily actions have caused rumors to spread in the capital. If she is not careful, she will be beaten up and shouted by thieves to catch the thief.

If Yang Hao is not ill, Yiqing dispatches troops to arrest the suspect, and the people behind the scenes cannot escape.Unfortunately, Yang Hao was so ill that he couldn't afford it, and it seemed that his life was not long.

Without the protection of Yang Hao, and the monarch is not in the city, most of the big clans choose to stand by and watch because the Yuan clan's clan members are involved.

Mrs. Yang is alone and helpless. In order to protect her child, she dare not even tell the world about the real illness of Young Master Ming.

She can only act according to Yang Hao's instructions, use false appearances to confuse the people behind the scenes, delay as much as possible, and win a chance for young master Ming.

Yang Qi returned from the grassland and brought hundreds of stalwart private soldiers to relieve Mrs. Yang's urgent needs.

Hearing that the monarch is already on his way and will arrive in the western capital in a few days, Mrs. Yang borrowed manpower from the Yang family at the cost of suspicion in order to prevent someone from jumping over the wall in a hurry to guard the prince's mansion.

Under her arrangement, Young Master Ming's mansion was surrounded like an iron barrel.There are guards outside the mansion day and night, and inside the mansion there are five steps, one post and ten steps, one post, not to mention living people, not even a fly or mosquito can fly in.

The people behind the scenes realized something was wrong, but unfortunately it was too late.Missed the best opportunity to act, and now it is very difficult to send someone.If you are not careful, you will be caught and leave deadly evidence.

The people behind the scenes didn't dare to do anything, but Mrs. Yang didn't take it lightly. She corresponded with Yang Hao for several days and met Yang Qi in person, not daring to be negligent.

Everyone around her could see that she was tense, and her whole body seemed to be fully drawn.

Mrs. Yang's condition is very bad, but she can't persuade her.

Young Master Ming sleeps and wakes up, his Qi is damaged, and he has no more energy at all.Yuan Ying has to be in charge of such a huge mansion, so she is very busy every day, worrying about her mother and younger brother, she is exhausted physically and mentally.

Yang Qi told Yang Hao about the situation, Yang Hao shook his head, and did not write to Mrs. Yang according to his son's idea.

"Father, why?" Yang Qi was puzzled.

"Your Majesty will return in a few days, so just right." Yang Hao said.

As soon as the words landed, he began to cough violently.The skinny chest kept rising and falling, as if a bellows was hidden inside the chest, which was pulled and pulled by external forces, and it was impossible to control it.

"Father!" Yang Qi's face turned pale, and his eyes were bloodshot, both exhausted and worried about his relatives.

"The struggle for power and position has always been bloody." When the pain lessened, Yang Hao took advantage of the energy and solemnly taught Yang Qi, "The matter involves the Yuan family, and it is not easy for outsiders to intervene. Only the king can handle it."

Gong Ziming is the son of the former king and the brother of the present king.

The person who planned to do it also came from the Yuan clan, and was a relative of the king.

The truth is on the side of Young Master Ming, whether the matter will be handled fairly, but Yang Hao can't guarantee it.He had to try to increase the bargaining chip of Gong Ziming, and Mrs. Yang and Yuan Ying performed appropriately.

In order to keep young master Ming, Yang Hao spared no effort to plot his own life.As long as the future is safe, it doesn't matter if you suffer now.His thoughts are hidden deep in his heart, and he will not tell the second person unless he has to, including his eldest son, whom he has high hopes for.

"I don't have much time, and you will be the head of the Yang family." Yang Hao held Yang Qi's arm and said word by word, "Your aunt is not married to the Yuan family. She instinctively fights with me."

After saying these words, regardless of the shock on Yang Qi's face, Yang Hao let go of his hand and fell back on the couch weakly.

His son is good in everything, has a keen eye and political sense, but is unfortunately inexperienced and occasionally too honest.

The poisoning of young master Ming involved the members of the Yuan clan behind the scenes. It was a fight for the position of the heir, a fight for heirs.

If Yang Hao is not bedridden, there is no need to show weakness.As the son of Ming's family, he can stand beside him with a clear-cut stand, express his anger for him, and even seek benefits to suppress his opponents.

It's a pity that the luck is bad, Yang Hao suddenly fell ill, the people in the clan are not in harmony, Yang Qi is too young, and may not be able to subdue all voices.

The competition for the heir to the throne is intensifying, so why not the position of the head of the family.

Yang Hao didn't dare to gamble on people's hearts, he didn't dare to gamble that one ten-thousandth, he could only win by taking risks.

This is not simply selling miserably, but gaining resonance emotionally.

Yang Hao watched Zhi Xuan grow up and knew his experience.Mrs. Yang's methods may not be clever, and she can't fake her sincerity.Everything is for the child, and there is Yuan Tao who is married to Zhongducheng far away. If it is emotional and reasonable, the king will give the young master an explanation.

Seriously ill in bed, Yang Hao's thinking became clearer.

After all, he is a scheming politician with cold-blooded genes in his bones.He can use anyone to achieve his goals.Going all out and throwing everything away, he is bound to win this round!

Yang Qi stayed by Yang Hao's side until his breathing became steady and he fell into a deep sleep.

After telling the servant to take care of her, Yang Qi walked out of the room and hurried to the study to deal with the bamboo slips piled up on the desk.

He has to be reused by the king, and he will not be ranked among the six ministers in the future, but will be a doctor.Based on this, he dared not relax for a moment.With too many eyes on him, he can't go wrong, especially at this moment.

Mrs. Yang understands Yang Hao's plan, so she goes along with the flow, letting herself get restless and haggard day by day.

Luo Gong collects information every day, summarizes the information from all parties, and then releases the pigeons.

Zhi Xuan is getting closer to the Western Capital, and needs to know more details.He believed that Luo Gong would not hide anything, let alone lie. According to the list found so far, soon, there will be a bloody storm in the Western Capital City.

"Never stop at night, enter the city within two days." Zhi Xuan put down the handwritten silk and gave the order in the car.

"promise!"

The waiter sent the order on a flying horse, and the team of thousands of people immediately accelerated.

The horseshoes burst, the wheels rolled, and the footsteps sounded uniform, like a torrent rushing towards the western capital.

At the same time, Zhao Hao and the Marquis of Bei'an traveled together to the northern capital.After staying in the city for a few days, he will continue to go north and stay in Shuangcheng, Prairie.

According to the original plan, Zhi Xuan was supposed to go to the grassland together.Not wanting to make troubles, Xiducheng sent news that he had to change his itinerary and return home early.

In this way, Zhao Hao will inspect Xuancheng on his behalf.

This is an expedient measure, and the relationship between the two is not an exaggeration.How to grasp the speed needs to be carefully considered by Zhao Hao.The two are not ordinary couples. Under the premise that they are both monarchs, they can avoid conflicts and prevent hidden dangers in the future.

As the team was on the road, a carrier pigeon arrived, bringing Zhi Xuan's letter.

Zhao Hao read it from the beginning to the end, wrote a reply letter on the spot, fed the pigeons water and let them fly.

After setting up camp that day, Hou Bei'an asked Zhao Hao specifically, and he couldn't help frowning when he learned the inside story.

"What does my son think about the heir?"

As the king of a country, Zhao Hao, like Marquis Xiyuan, will not have any parents and children, and his successor is also a problem.

"I have agreed with Marquis Xiyuan that we will not have a son within ten years. We will establish one in the future. Eldest brother has three sons." Zhao Hao had already planned.

"No son for ten years?" Bei'an Hou asked in surprise.

"Ten years is enough for a child to grow up and go to the battlefield to experience it." Zhao Hao said.

Regarding the heir, he and Zhi Xuan had long thought about it.

It is not enough to rely on the recommendation of the clan or the selection according to the rules.

If you want to take over their rights, rule a huge territory and a large population, not to mention other things, you must have martial arts.

Ten years is an expectation, not a deadline.

During this period, they will continue to expand their territory and create a hegemony.The demands on heirs will only get higher.

They have no parents and children, and the range of choices is wider.Who can win depends on their respective strengths.Under the strict screening, the selected ones are either unrivaled heroes or outstanding talents, and it is absolutely impossible to be a dead man.

Listening to Zhao Hao's narration, Bei'an Hou nodded frequently.Thinking of his great achievements, a thought suddenly came to his mind, and he said seriously: "My son, how about entrusting the state affairs to your elder brother for the father, how about leading the army?"

Since the covenant was made with the Xiyuan Kingdom, Dirong has been quieter day by day, and there have been few large-scale wars on the northern border.Occasionally, there are three melons and two dates, the fire has not yet been ignited, and the border guards have already chopped melons and vegetables, and the military exploits are not enough.

Bei'anhou is full of energy, and he is as fierce as a young man.Having not been on the battlefield for a long time, I feel that my bones are rusted, and the days are extremely difficult.

On a whim, he simply left Shi Ziyan in the country, and led his own troops to go out to fight all the way, having fun, bah, all the way to the north, and conquering a wider territory.

For his father's thoughts, Zhao Hao only wanted to give two words: don't make trouble.

However, the Marquis of Bei'an has already made up his mind, and he is excited to make an order.

The elder son Yan who was in the northern capital was still waiting for his father to return, so he could get rid of government affairs and lead the army to go out. How could he have thought that his father would put aside the relationship between father and son and make clear arrangements for him on the way back to the country.

Time and life.

Alas, what a shame!