Sick beauty is the national teacher

No wonder, no wonder King Minwu can be so defiant, it turns out that he is the real one who is under one man and above ten thousand people.

The emperor reached out and patted his uninjured shoulder, and asked Luo Wuchen, "What do you think of Yu'er?"

"The emperor wants to make the Ninth Prince the crown prince?"

The emperor did not speak.

Seeing the emperor's hesitation in wanting to establish the Ninth Prince but not wanting to, Luo Wuchen remonstrated: "Since the emperor is not sure, why not leave the position of crown prince vacant, and it won't be too late to establish it when the emperor decides. "

"I also plan to do so." The emperor looked at Luo Wuchen admiringly, he never thought of making another crown prince, at least not now.

Luo Wuchen understood the emperor's ambition very well, even if he establishes a crown prince again, the emperor will not let go of power until his death. If he appoints a crown prince early, it will just be the next Song Che.

Luo Wuchen couldn't help but sneered in his heart. As a father, he guarded his son as if he was guarding against an enemy army, and he chose to use him as a foreign minister. Luo Wuchen didn't even know what the emperor thought.

To say it was a knife in his hand, but he didn't make good use of it. Instead, the matter of getting him injured was all blamed on the crown prince, and King Minwu's life was spared for nothing.

Now come to tell him how much of a threat King Minwu is to him.

Luo Wuchen's lips curled slightly, feeling that the emperor was so fatuous and selfish that he had no one else in his heart but himself.

How can such a selfish person be respected?

The emperor asked Luo Wuchen to take good care of his wounds, and told him not to forget the emperor's body.

Luo Wuchen responded one by one.

But before leaving, Luo Wuchen found out how the emperor thought of Tantai Zhuo.

The emperor said: "General Tantai Zhuo is a good general." He almost used "the most obedient dog" to describe Tantai Zhuo.

Luo Wuchen smiled, and sent the emperor out respectfully.

As soon as the emperor left, Liao Shi and Qing Dai came in and looked at Luo Wuchen with concern, fearing that he would suffer from the emperor.

Luo Wuchen just smiled, and asked Liao Shi: "Have you found out who the extra assassin is?"

Liao Shi shook his head.

He had already visited the sky prison last night, and the man had been tortured to death in the sky prison.

Luo Wuchen had guesses in his heart, but he felt that it was impossible.

After all - it was a real blood-stained mountain and river, and it was impossible for Song Mocheng to leave a life alive.

So, who else wants the emperor's life more than him?

"You've been tired all day too, go to rest first, don't waste yourself." Luo Wuchen withdrew his expression and looked at Liao Shi.

"There are many subordinates."

Qing Dai was listening silently beside her, wanting to open her mouth to speak repeatedly, but she didn't know what she should say.

As a last resort, Qing Dai had no choice but to stamp her feet coquettishly, and punched Liao Shi.

Liao Shi: He turned his head to look at Qing Dai, and saw Qing Dai glaring at him, Liao Shi: He patted his head like a cat whose hair was blown, and said to him in a rare gentle tone: "Be obedient .”

Luo Wuchen watched from the side and laughed, "Okay, bring the chessboard."

Luo Wuchen sat on the low couch and played chess with himself in the afternoon.

The emperor said that Tantai Zhuo was his most obedient dog, but if he was really the most obedient dog, how could he raise a son like Tantai Zhuo.

What kind of role did Tan Taizhuo play in the court?

How much is his loyalty to the emperor?Will it...

Luo Wuchen's eyes darkened slightly, just looking at Tantai Zhuo at present, he is really loyal, but is his loyalty to the world or the royal family?

And King Minwu...

The sunspots in Luo Wuchen's hands slowly fell towards the chessboard, and all the current layouts of the court were in his mind.

Before the prince fell from the horse, most of the ministers behaved like the prince's people, but there was not even a single person to intercede when the prince had an accident, so where did those ministers occupy?

Luo Wuchen thought of the emperor's words, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. That smile made his calm expression suddenly a little more beautiful, and he said lightly: "Song Yu?"

When the words fell, Luo Wuchen held the black stones in his hand and killed the white stones to the point that none of them remained.

Qing Dai frowned as she watched from the side, Qing Dai felt the killing intent on the chessboard clearly, but she could only purse her lips in silence, for some things, he knew whether to ask or not.

Since entering the palace, Luo Wuchen has played chess more often, and his style of chess has become fierce and murderous, and he has not found the gentleness and step-by-step conquest of the past.

Seeing Luo Wuchen withdraw his hand, Qingdai said worriedly: "My lord, your style of chess has changed."

Looking at the chess game, Luo Wuchen was slightly startled, then raised his eyes to Qingdai, "Yes, it has changed."

Be radicalized.

His heart is far from as calm as it appears on the surface.

"My lord," Qing Dai suddenly knelt down towards Luo Wuchen, lowered her head, cupped her fists and said, "Qing Dai dares to ask you something."

Luo Wuchen looked at the top of Qingdai's head, Qingdai was rarely so cautious, and he knew Luo Wuchen well, knowing that he would not do meaningless things.

Luo Wuchen sighed, "If you guess it, you guess it, you don't need to say it."

Qing Dai suddenly raised her head, "So, my lord, you..."

The smile on Luo Wuchen's face was playful, but it was extremely cold, and he said softly: "I want to overthrow the Yong Kingdom."

Qing Dai raised her head abruptly, then breathed a sigh of relief like a stone sinking in her heart suddenly fell down, and after a while, she said: "Say earlier, I thought you really fell in love with the high-ranking official of the palace, Houlu, my lord." .”

"Is your son only with this vision?" Luo Wuchen spoke lightly, as if his appearance just now was just an illusion.

"That's natural, you don't need this little money." Qing Dai got up and sat opposite Luo Wuchen, and helped him twist the chess pieces into boxes, "But my lord, if you want to overthrow the Yong Kingdom, Tantai Zhuo is probably the number one." No way!"

"Not necessarily," Luo Wuchen picked up chess pieces with Qingdai, "Although Tantai Zhuo is loyal, when you watched his crown prince fall from the horse, did he intercede?"

Tantai Zhuo is waiting and watching, but it is not known which side is waiting and watching.

Thinking of this, Luo Wuchen suddenly looked up at Qingdai.

Qing Dai stopped holding the chess piece, touched her face, and looked at Luo Wuchen suspiciously, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just strange, you don't care about these things, why are you suddenly discussing this with me now?"

"My son's business is my business, so I naturally have to think about it." Qing Dai pursed her lips when talking about it, "In case Liao Shi keeps saying that I'm frizzy and useless."

Luo Wuchen was amused by his tone, "When did Liao Shi say that to you, he always praised you for your intelligence in front of me."

"I believe he's a ghost."

The two of them just chatted like no one else, Liao Shi could hear the pleasant chatter in the room in the outer hall, the corners of his lips curled up on his usually expressionless face.

But when he heard that Qingdai was about to come out from the house, he immediately held back his smile, like a thief afraid of being discovered.

Qing Dai came out, and excitedly told Liao Shi that he knew what Luo Wuchen was thinking and what Luo Wuchen was going to do.

Liao Shi: He looked at Qing Dai like an idiot, his expression was very calm.

This expression makes Qing Dai feel no sense of accomplishment at all, and she is also blamed for being lost.

And in Qingfeng Palace.

One person was sitting in the gazebo, and there was also a chess board in front of him, with black and white chess pieces strewn about.

There was a person sitting opposite him, that person was dressed in green clothes, the originally gorgeous facial features showed a bit of harmony against the background of the green clothes.

His fingers were slender and quite delicate. He dropped the white piece on the chessboard, looked at Song Yu, and said softly, "Ninth Prince?"

The Ninth Prince was pulled back to his senses by his words, and said with a broken smile: "Young Master Chu, I don't know, I thought you were really a young lady from some courthouse, and your appearance is too gorgeous."

Chu Ling smiled nonchalantly, "My mother is the number one beauty in Chuchu, and my father is also known as the number one son. I was lucky enough to pass on one or two of my skin, which made His Highness laugh."

How could Song Yu feel that he was being laughed at, and just praised: "Don't Mr. Chu be curious about Luo Wuchen?"

"I have heard a little bit," Chu Ling raised his hand to hold the teacup, "As a world-renowned genius doctor, the emperor's life is in his hands, so naturally he will not move him easily." Chu Ling looked at Song Yu, gently He said with a smile: "But Luo Wuchen has nothing else to rely on in Beijing except the emperor. To the emperor, it is the most convenient knife in his hand. Your Highness, why don't you..."

Song Yu looked at Chu Ling, understood the meaning of his unfinished words, and sighed: "To tell you the truth, my lord, I tried. Prime Minister Luo returned all the gifts to me."

Not only did he retreat, but his ceremony didn't even allow him to enter the gate of the Liuli Palace.

Chu Ling smiled, "Since the national teacher is not short of gold and silver, you might as well start from other places."

"Where?" Song Yu looked at Chu Ling puzzledly, "The official father has already given it to him, the beauty was given by the former prince, and he has no shortage of money, gold and silver." Song Yu frowned, and clasped his fists at Chu Ling Said: "Please forgive Song Yu for being dull, I really don't know how to win Luo Wuchen over."

Chu Ling smiled, "Your Highness, since he doesn't lack all these, you should find out what he lacks, and don't make any grudges against him." After Chu Ling finished speaking, his voice suddenly changed, "Today the emperor hastened to visit the Liuli Palace again. , why does the Ninth Prince think it is?"

"The prince was exiled, and he will never be able to return to Beijing. The position of prince is vacant. Father is going to..."

Song Yu looked at Chu Ling's expression, seeing him laughing at Yan Yan, he couldn't help but sneered and said: "I don't know, I thought Luo Wuchen was his own son."

"As far as the emperor is concerned, a son is not a good status."

Song Yu thought about his father's attitude towards his parents and children over the years, and the smile on his face was unbearable.

It is better to be born in a common people's family than to be born into the son of such a person.

Chu Ling saw what he was thinking, and sighed quietly: "Your Highness, don't even think about being born as a commoner, you can't change your birth."

Song Yu didn't expect Chu Ling to see his thoughts at a glance, but felt that this person was very transparent.

As a tourist, Chu Ling has traveled around the world and learned a lot, and told him many interesting things about the country, which Song Yu could never do in his life.

"Yeah, nothing can be changed." If you are too mediocre, you will be cut off by your father as a bird, and if you are too mediocre, your father will think you are dazzling. No matter which point, it is difficult to strike a balance.

"Your Highness, it's getting late, I will take my leave first." When Chu Ling stood up, there was a ringing sound from his body, which was quite crisp.

Song Yu got up to see him off, but Chu Ling cupped his fists to signal him to stop.

Song Yu watched Chu Ling leave.

Seeing Chu Ling leave, the little eunuch next to him couldn't help but walk up to Song Yu, and asked worriedly, "Your Highness, do you really believe him?" It was only a short year since we met, and it was rare to see this Young Master Chu in this year. .

The author says:

The Chinese New Year is too busy, so I may ask for a few days off. Happy Chinese New Year everyone.