Chapter 40: You Can't Kill Him, But You Can Keep Him Alive
Emperor Wen Zhao took Xiao Jiu to the side hall, while the Royal Consort sat in the main hall drinking tea and did not follow. She knew the situation well and knew that since this matter involved the political affairs of the two countries, it would be better for her to listen less.
It's not that she is too suspicious, but she herself has given birth to a prince. Although the fourth prince is a reckless man who only knows how to fight and kill all day long, and the sixth prince is a hopeless person, the emperor's mind is unpredictable, and none of them have the intention to compete for the throne, so she should take the initiative to avoid suspicion.
Besides, everyone knows about her relationship with the Queen, and the relationship between her children is also very close. If she follows him, it will be bad if His Majesty thinks she is trying to find out something for the eldest prince.
Anyone with eyes can see that the eldest prince is an extremely good candidate for crown prince. As long as your majesty is not stupid, he will definitely make the eldest prince the crown prince. It is just a matter of time.
The Queen had already told her privately that unless the concubines in the harem intervened in the fight between the princes, the two of them should not interfere rashly, so as not to ruin the eldest prince's favor in His Majesty's heart.
Ji Jinyou was carried into the side hall by Emperor Wen Zhao. As soon as she entered, she raised her hands to cover her eyes, and secretly glanced at Xue Yili lying on the Luohan bed through the gaps between her fingers.
Seeing that he was covered with a thin blanket, hiding the bloodstains, Ji Jinyou breathed a sigh of relief and took his hands away from his face.
Cong'an paid his respects to Emperor Wen Zhao and stepped aside.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." When Xue Yili saw Emperor Wen Zhao, he struggled to stand up. As he moved, the quilt on his body fell off, revealing his disheveled clothes.
Ji Jinyou didn't dare to look, he turned his head and looked away.
Looking at the pale young boy covered in blood, Emperor Wen Zhao raised his hand to stop him: "You are injured, there is no need to get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xue Yili bowed, lay back down with the help of Cong'an, and reached out to pull the quilt back.
Emperor Wen Zhao patted the little girl on the back and said, "Okay, don't be afraid. Come down and play by yourself, Xiaojiu. I'm going to talk about business."
Ji Jinyou nodded and agreed. Emperor Wen Zhao put the little girl on the ground, sat on the chair, and looked at the little boy on the couch with a scrutinizing look. He said in a calm tone: "Tell me, what's going on."
Xue Yili then spoke: "Cong'an and I were staying in the courtyard when the Thirteenth Prince suddenly brought people to our house..."
The boy's voice was weak. As he spoke, he would occasionally cover his shoulder with his hand, inhaling in pain. After he recovered, he continued speaking, pausing several times before finally finishing.
His eyes were red and tears were welling up in them. His choked voice was filled with suppressed anger and fear, but he held his neck stubbornly.
"Your Majesty, I just want to ask, does Dasheng want my life? If so, you can just take it away, and I don't have to worry about it day and night."
Ji Jinyou raised his head and looked at Emperor Wen Zhao quietly, "Yes, all of you, tell me, does your Majesty know about the bullying of the little proton? If he knows and doesn't care, that would be too bad."
Emperor Wen Zhao choked. How could a child like Xiaojiu make such malicious assumptions about his father?
System: [According to the book, Emperor Wen Zhao was so busy with government affairs that he couldn't even take care of his concubines and his own children. He didn't care about a little hostage from an enemy country. If no one mentioned it to him, he would forget about such a person most of the time. No one specifically told him about these things. If he was wrong, it was just negligent, just like how he treated you before.]
Ji Jinyou: [That's right, Your Majesty didn't even recognize me before. ]
After saying this, he glanced at Emperor Wen Zhao.
Stared at by his daughter's big, dark and pure eyes, Emperor Wen Zhao blushed, feeling guilty, and did not dare to meet her gaze.
Xue Yili carefully observed Emperor Wen Zhao's expression, and judged from his subtle changes in expression that Emperor Wen Zhao could also hear the voices of the little princess and the man talking.
He remained calm, still maintaining that angry and aggrieved expression, staring quietly at Emperor Wen Zhao, waiting for his answer.
Emperor Wen Zhao and Xue Yili looked at each other for a moment. Seeing that the little boy was so young but neither humble nor arrogant, calm and measured, and even dared to question him face to face, they couldn't help but admire him in their hearts and thought it was a pity. If this child was from Dasheng, he would definitely be a promising person.
Seeing that Emperor Wen Zhao was staring at Xue Yili without saying anything, Ji Jinyou was afraid that he would scare him, so he pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Father."
Emperor Wen Zhao spoke solemnly, "Don't worry, Dasheng has no such intention, and neither do I. This was done by Thirteen, that idiot. I will give you justice after I find out the reason."
Xue Yili nodded: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Quan reported at the door: "Your Majesty, the imperial physician is here."
Emperor Wen Zhao waved his hand and said, "Come in and have a quick look."
The imperial physician came in with a medicine box, checked Xue Yili's wound, and said that it was the same as what Ci and Hong Yu said, that there was no injury to the bones or muscles. Then he cleaned the wound, re-applied medicine, bandaged it, and gave a few reminders.
Seeing that the matter was handled properly, Emperor Wen Zhao nodded and motioned for him to go down first.
Seeing the imperial physician packing up his medicine box and leaving, Xue Yili took the initiative to speak: "Please leave two bottles of medicine for me. I will ask my attendants to change the medicine for me later, so as to avoid the imperial physician having to run so far every day."
In the past, Da Sheng and Dayao had been fighting for several years. The two countries could be said to be enemies entangled with countless life-and-death feuds. The people in the Imperial Hospital had always ignored this little proton. Over the years, whenever the master and servant had a headache or a fever, they would run to the Imperial Hospital by themselves.
But this time, it was His Majesty who personally ordered the treatment of the little hostage, so he naturally did not dare to neglect it. He had planned to go back and change the medicine himself. When he heard this, he looked at Emperor Wen Zhao, who nodded.
The imperial physician agreed, left two bottles of golden sore medicine, two bottles of qi and blood replenishing pills, plus some cotton cloth for bandaging, and then left with the medicine box.
Emperor Wen Zhao called several princes in. The three of them knelt down to pay their respects. Emperor Wen Zhao waved to the fifteenth prince and said, "Fifteenth, get up and come to your father."
The fifteenth prince Xie En stood up and walked to the side of Emperor Wen Zhao, standing next to Ji Jinyou. He even reached out and touched the little tuft of hair on her head. Ji Jinyou smiled at him.
Emperor Wen Zhao looked at the Thirteenth Prince, who was lying on the ground and dared not raise his head, with a gloomy face, "Evil creature, why did you hurt others without any reason?"
The Thirteenth Prince: "Father, I was confused for the moment. I heard..., heard..., heard..." and couldn't say anything.
Emperor Wen Zhao reacted immediately, thinking that perhaps this bastard had heard what Xiaojiu and Tongtong had said. Based on previous experience, these things could not be said when Xiaojiu was around.
Emperor Wen Zhao glanced down at Xiaojiu and saw the little girl staring with her big eyes and listening quietly, looking like she was enjoying the fun.
Emperor Wen Zhao was amused. He took the little girl and touched her head. "Xiaojiu, you are young. Don't let these nonsense pollute your ears. Why don't you go play with the Imperial Concubine for a while?"
Ji Jinyou didn't want to leave. She wanted to hear what was going on. She shook her head and took a step back: "Don't be afraid, Youyou. Youyou is a big kid now."
Emperor Wen Zhao also wanted the little girl to stay with him, but she refused to leave, so he couldn't continue. He winked at the Fifteenth Prince standing beside him and said, "Fifteenth, send Xiao Jiu to find the Imperial Consort."
The fifteenth prince understood Emperor Wen Zhao's intention, and without even saying hello, he picked up the short and stout little girl and walked towards the outer hall.
Ji Jinyou was so angry that he wanted to grab his hair, but then he thought that he was just following orders, so he had to complain to the system: [Tianjie, tell me why His Majesty didn't let me listen. ]
System: [That must be because you are young and they are afraid that the Thirteenth Prince will say something treasonous and corrupt you.]
The Thirteenth Prince heard the conversation between the baby and the bucket again, and excitedly pointed at Little Nine who was taken away by the Fifteenth Prince: "Father, this is it... this is it..."
Seeing the little girl looking at him alertly, Emperor Wen Zhao coldly rebuked her: "Shut up."
"Royal Concubine, father asked Xiaojiu to follow you." The fifteenth prince carried Xiaojiu to the outer hall and brought her to the Royal Concubine. After paying his respects, he turned around and went back to the side hall.
The Imperial Concubine smiled and reached out to pick up the little girl: "Come, Xiaojiu, let your mother hold you."
The beautiful and fragrant empress made up for Ji Jinyou's regret of not hearing the truth of the matter with her own ears. She leaned in the arms of the imperial concubine and did not forget to complain in a low voice: "Empress, my father is bad and will not let Xiaojiu hear it."
The imperial concubine chuckled, touched the little girl's head, and whispered in agreement, "Yes, father is very bad."
After sending Xiaojiu away, Emperor Wen Zhao looked at Xue Yili who was lying on the Luohan couch. He recalled that when Xiaojiu was talking to Tongdian just now, the little boy looked normal and not surprised at all. He thought, either he couldn't hear it, or he was pretending not to hear it.
Logically speaking, a child who looks about fifteen years old should not be so cunning, otherwise why couldn't even he notice anything unusual.
Besides, this little hostage was not from Dasheng, so he shouldn't have heard it. After all, even Rupin couldn't hear it.
But Emperor Wen Zhao himself was very intelligent when he was young, so it was not ruled out that this child was also a talented person. After thinking about it, he thought it would be a good idea to give it a try.
But his little follower was still there, and some of the next conversations were the masters' business, so it would be bad for a servant like him to hear them. Emperor Wen Zhao looked at Cong'an and said, "You go out and wait first."
Cong An did not respond and looked at Xue Yili.
Xue Yili nodded: "Just wait for me outside." Cong An agreed and walked out.
Emperor Wen Zhao looked at the Thirteenth Prince and said, "Go on."
The Thirteenth Prince cleared his throat and tried to speak again: "Father, I heard Xiao Jiu talking to a man, and the man said that this little..."
He habitually called him a little bastard, but when he saw Emperor Wen Zhao's warning look, he immediately changed his words: "That man said that Prince Dayao would throw me into the fish pond to feed the fish in many years. I don't want to die in his hands, so I want to strike first."
Emperor Wen Zhao was slightly surprised. How could such a thing happen?
Dare to throw the prince of Dasheng to feed the fish. Does this little hostage want to live? Isn’t he afraid that the emperor will skin him alive?
Or has the little proton gained some power and is no longer afraid of him?
After thinking about it again, according to what Tong Tong said, they would all be dead in the end, and Emperor Wen Zhao finally understood.
That must be because he was dead and there was no one to protect Thirteen, so this little proton was so arrogant and killed the stupid Thirteen.
Emperor Wen Zhao looked at Xue Yili and asked, "What do you say?"
Xue Yili denied it of course: "Your Majesty, I have absolutely no intention of harming the Thirteenth Prince."
"You're lying!" The Thirteenth Prince was furious: "The man said that it was you who threw me to feed the fish."
Emperor Wen Zhao had an idea when he saw that the Thirteenth Prince was not only able to speak smoothly but also communicate with Xue Yili. The little boy also heard what Xiaojiu and Tongtong said.
He looked at Xue Yili and saw that he was still calm and composed. He couldn't help but sigh. Although the child was young, he was extremely cunning. He was afraid that even if his three stupid sons were put together, they could not match the scheming of him.
Thinking back then, even he was shocked when he first heard Tong Tong talking.
This was the first time the kid had heard it, and he was able to be so calm and collected, and even he almost fooled him. In time, he will definitely be someone that cannot be underestimated.
Emperor Wen Zhao inexplicably developed a sense of crisis.
However, this was not the time to think about this. He had to clean up the mess in front of him first and deal with other things later.
Emperor Wen Zhao raised his hand to stop the Thirteenth Prince from arguing, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Since you have all heard what Xiao Jiu and Tong Tong said, then I will tell you the truth. What the man named Tong Tong said is likely to happen."
As for the 40% to 50% that did not come true, most of them were because the parties involved heard the conversation between Xiaojiu and Tongtong and took corresponding countermeasures, thus reversing the direction of the plot.
Xue Yili was stunned and looked up at Emperor Wen Zhao.
Did the old emperor know that he could hear the conversation between the little princess and the man? He thought he was pretending very well, but where did he get exposed?
The little boy's slightly shocked look finally matched his age.
Emperor Wen Zhao felt much more relieved and wondered if he had overestimated this kid. Could it be that he was being chased by Thirteen today and was frightened and scared silly, so he just reacted?
When the Thirteenth Prince heard what Emperor Wen Zhao said, he took two steps forward on his knees and asked for confirmation: "Father, so, it is very likely that he will throw me to feed the fish, right?"
Emperor Wen Zhao stared at one of his foolish sons with displeasure.
There is no hatred without reason in the world. This little proton has been in Dasheng for so many years and has always been honest and never caused trouble. This is the first time he has caused trouble in front of him.
If he were to throw Thirteen to feed the fish one day, it would probably be because the idiot Thirteen had done something first to offend others, otherwise why would he throw him instead of someone else?
The Thirteenth Prince was stared at by Emperor Wen Zhao with a cold gaze. He felt guilty and could not hold it in for a while. "Father, I didn't do anything to him. I just quarreled with him sometimes and was a little harsh..."
The more the Thirteenth Prince spoke, the lower his voice became, and finally he just prostrated himself on the ground and shut up. Because if His Majesty really ordered an investigation into what he had done, he would not be able to hide it, and if he continued to talk perfunctorily like this, he would be guilty of deceiving the emperor.
Idiot, waste, so impatient, just confessing after being looked at by him twice, it's useless. Emperor Wen Zhao cursed fiercely in his heart.
Emperor Wen Zhao was very sure that if the two people's identities were switched today, and it was the little hostage who wanted to kill Thirteen, the little hostage would never fail.
If Thirteen had really killed the man, he would still respect him as a man, but he failed to kill the man, and he looked like he had suffered a great injustice, which was very distressing to see.
Emperor Wen Zhao: "Are you going to kill someone just for something that hasn't happened yet?"
The Thirteenth Prince reacted and raised his head again: "Father, I wanted to kill him, but I didn't stab him with the knife. He grabbed my hand and stabbed me."
Emperor Wen Zhao frowned and looked at Xue Yili.
Xue Yili stiffened his neck, tilted his head to the side, and said with a wry smile as if he had lost all hope: "Yes, what the Thirteenth Prince said is right. I stabbed myself with the knife."
The Thirteenth Prince clenched his fists, furious: "It was you, you stabbed yourself to frame me."
Xue Yili turned his head and stared at him: "Did I ask the Thirteenth Prince to bring a knife to my yard? Did I ask the Thirteenth Prince to chase me with a knife like crazy?"
The Thirteenth Prince was choked and could not continue. Because many people had seen what Xue Yili said, he could not refute it.
Emperor Wen Zhao's eyes shifted between the two boys, not knowing who to trust.
If Xiaojiu had not told him that Thirteen later killed Fourteen, he would have been willing to believe his stupid son.
But this evildoer was so cruel that he could even harm his own brother, with whom he had grown up together. He had serious doubts about his character.
Emperor Wen Zhao felt a headache and was too lazy to ask any more questions, so he shouted, "Come here, drag this evildoer out and give him twenty strokes of the cane."
The thirteenth prince was ten years old, and twenty strokes of the cane was considered very severe, and he might even be crippled. He burst into tears upon hearing this, and kowtowed, begging for mercy: "Father, father, I know I was wrong, and I will never do it again. Please forgive me."
The guards who were in charge of punishment came in and saw the Thirteenth Prince crying and begging for mercy. The two of them did not take action and looked at Emperor Wen Zhao.
Emperor Wen Zhao rebuked: "Why don't you drag him out? Do you want me to do it myself?"
The two guards no longer hesitated, carried the Thirteenth Prince and left.
Soon, the sound of beatings came from outside, and the Thirteenth Prince was crying and wailing at the top of his lungs.
Ji Jinyou was sitting in the Royal Concubine's arms eating a snack when she suddenly heard a howl like a slaughtered pig. She was so scared that she trembled and the red bean cake in her hand fell.
"Don't be afraid, mother is here." The Imperial Concubine pulled the little girl tightly into her arms and covered her ears with her hands. She couldn't help complaining in her heart, "Your Majesty, why didn't you wait a little longer before beating her? Look how scared the child is."
Concubine Li heard the news and came. When she saw this scene, she was so frightened that her legs went limp and she fell to the ground. She stood up with the help of the palace maids beside her, ran forward and threw herself on the Thirteenth Prince, protecting him tightly, crying and begging for mercy: "Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Prince made a mistake, it was all my fault. I am willing to take the punishment for him, please beat me."
Emperor Wen Zhao frowned when he heard this. What a foolish woman! If she hadn't been brainless, she wouldn't have taught such a fool. "Liang Quan, drag Concubine Li away."
Liang Quan responded, took the two young eunuchs outside, apologized, and then forcibly dragged Concubine Li aside.
The guards who were interrupted continued beating him, and after the tenth hit, the Thirteenth Prince fainted and the howling finally stopped.
Concubine Li broke free from the little eunuch and crawled over on her knees. Since she had the emperor's order, she dared not stop him. She was so distressed that she cried until her voice became hoarse.
Ji Jinyou had her head held down by the Royal Concubine, but the noise outside was so loud that she still heard it and hummed silently in her heart.
Thirteen was just beaten with a stick, but Concubine Li cried like this.
But before, if Hong Yu had not gone in time, the little proton would have died. If his mother knew, she would be so sad.
After the beating, the only sound outside was Concubine Li's sobbing. Emperor Wen Zhao looked at Xue Yili and said, "Okay, I have punished him. He won't dare to bother you again. You are still injured. Go back and rest first."
Xue Yili decided to stop while he was ahead. He struggled to sit up, bowed his hands and saluted: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Emperor Wen Zhao thought that he would take the opportunity to make some requests, but he said nothing, called Cong An in, and prepared to go back.
Emperor Wen Zhao was somewhat surprised, but also appreciated his tact. He called Liang Quan and ordered, "Prepare a sedan chair to take the little prince back."
Liang Quan responded and went out to make arrangements. Soon, the sedan chair was carried to the door.
Xue Yili thanked him and asked Cong'an to carry him up, and the two left.
As soon as the outsiders left, Emperor Wen Zhao's face turned cold, "Wake up that evil creature and bring him in."
A moment later, the Thirteenth Prince, who had been awakened by a basin of cold water poured over his head, was carried in. He lay on the ground, trembling with pain, his face pale, and sobbing non-stop: "Father, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."
Emperor Wen Zhao snorted coldly: "Do you know why those twenty strokes of the cane were given?"
The Thirteenth Prince raised his head with all his might and said, "I shouldn't have stabbed the Prince of Yao."
"Fool, you still don't understand." Emperor Wen Zhao scolded him coldly, and then explained to him, "Five strokes of the cane are for hurting someone, five strokes for you and Fourteenth together to bully Fifteenth, five strokes for you will harm Fourteenth in the future, and five strokes for you heard Xiaojiu and Tongtong talking about such a big thing, but you didn't come to me to tell me, and went to kill people yourself, do you think I'm dead?"
The thirteenth prince's upper body was soaked with water, and his buttocks and legs were covered in blood. He lay back on the ground, exhausted, "I know I was wrong."
Emperor Wen Zhao was too lazy to look at him again, "Liang Quan, have him taken away and not allowed to leave the house for three months. Concubine Li is also confined to her house for a month and she must reflect on her actions."
Liang Quan responded and hurriedly asked the eunuch who had been waiting outside to bring in a sedan chair specially used for carrying people, put the Thirteenth Prince on it, and carry him away.
Concubine Li received the imperial edict outside. After bowing and thanking him, she stood up and ran crying to chase the Thirteenth Prince.
Unexpectedly, Liang Quan chased after her again, "Empress Li, His Majesty has ordered that the Thirteenth Prince be taken care of by palace servants, so you are asked to return to the palace and be confined to your room."
The child was beaten like that, and she was not allowed to see him or take care of him. Concubine Li was angry and anxious, but she did not dare to disobey the emperor's order. She ran away crying, wanting to take a few more looks at the child on the way.
The Chongde Hall, which had been noisy for a long time, finally quieted down. Emperor Wen Zhao looked at the Fourteenth Prince who had been kneeling on the ground from beginning to end and said, "Fourteenth Prince, do you know your fault?"
The Fourteenth Emperor kowtowed and said, "Father, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have bullied my Fifteenth Brother."
He took the initiative to confess and told how he and the Thirteenth Prince had snatched the Fifteenth Prince's food and how they had beaten him.
Emperor Wen Zhao felt a headache when he saw his stupid son. He then looked at the fifteenth prince standing quietly beside him and said, "Fifteenth, is he telling the truth?"
The fifteenth prince nodded: "That's right."
Emperor Wen Zhao nodded and said, "Fourteenth, you also go and get five strokes of the cane. Be smarter in the future and don't listen to Thirteenth in everything."
The fourthteenth prince kowtowed and said, "I understand. Thank you, father, for your grace."
After saying this, he got up, walked out, and went to find the guards to be beaten.
The Fifteenth Prince thought of the Thirteenth Prince's miserable appearance before, hesitated for a moment, and saluted to Emperor Wen Zhao: "Father, my Fourteenth Prince has already apologized to me before, please forgive him this time."
Emperor Wen Zhao patted him on the shoulder and said, "If you make a mistake, you will be punished. You can't just apologize and get away with it. Fifteen, don't be too soft-hearted, or you will hurt yourself in the future. Get up."
"Thank you for your teachings, father. I understand." The fifteenth prince kowtowed and stood up.
The five blows came very quickly, and while the two were talking, the beating was already over outside.
From beginning to end, the Fourteenth Prince gritted his teeth and said nothing.
After the beating, he climbed down from the stool, thanked loudly, and then, without anyone to help him, he limped out, dragging his blood-soaked clothes.
Liang Quan shouted anxiously from behind: "Your Highness the Fourteenth Prince, please wait a moment, the sedan chair will be here soon."
The fifteenth prince heard the noise and looked at Emperor Wen Zhao: "Father, do you have anything else to tell me?"
Emperor Wen Zhao waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."
The fifteenth prince Xie En took two steps back, hurried out, caught up with the fourthteenth prince, got under his arm, and helped him walk.
The two little boys walked in silence for a while, looked at each other, and smiled for no apparent reason.
Emperor Wen Zhao stood in front of the window, watched this scene, and nodded with satisfaction.
There is no family affection among the royal family, and it has been a common practice for brothers to kill each other since ancient times. He grew up like this, but he was still very happy to see his sons getting along with each other.
When Emperor Wen Zhao returned to the main hall, the Imperial Concubine stood up and saluted, holding Xiao Jiu in her arms. When Emperor Wen Zhao walked over to sit down, she refused to do so and was about to leave, holding the child in her arms.
Emperor Wen Zhao raised his hand and pressed it down, saying dissatisfiedly: "Why are you in such a hurry? Sit down and talk to me."
The Imperial Concubine rolled her eyes: "Your Majesty said you didn't want to see me."
Ji Jinyou nodded her head and said, "Yes, Youyou heard it too."
Emperor Wen Zhao was choked by the two, and glanced at the Imperial Concubine: "I told you to sit down, so sit down."
The Imperial Concubine then sat back down with the little girl in her arms, and said politely, "Your Majesty, please speak. I am all ears and will never talk back."
Emperor Wen Zhao was too lazy to care about her weird temper, otherwise he would be so angry that he would die.
He picked up the already cold teacup and took a sip: "I just think that the little proton will be a big shot when he grows up. If he goes back one day, he will be a threat to Dasheng."
The Imperial Concubine thought the Emperor was going to nag about his useless and foolish sons, but when she heard that he was talking about this, she became serious and asked, "What do you plan to do, Your Majesty?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Jin pricked up his ears and listened quietly.
After a brief thought, Emperor Wen Zhao spoke up, "Da Yao is now growing stronger and stronger. It is no longer the weakling that was beaten by Da Sheng and begged for peace. They are watching us eagerly, and they are eager for us to give them a reason so that they can use it as an excuse to start a war and avenge their defeat."
"This little proton must not be killed, otherwise there will be another round of war."
Ji Jinyou breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he wasn't killed.
The little proton is only nine years old. He has been bullied for so many years and has had a hard life. He hasn't done anything yet. We can't kill him now just because he will be a big shot in the future.
Emperor Wen Zhao leaned back in his chair, patting his armrests in deep thought. After a long while, he still couldn't come up with an idea. He turned to the Imperial Concubine and asked, "What do you think, my beloved concubine?"
The Imperial Concubine rolled her eyes again. She remembered that she was the beloved concubine now. How could she not remember that she was the beloved concubine when those little people wanted to kill her?
After rolling her eyes, she still spoke: "These are national affairs, I dare not speak rashly."
The Royal Concubine was usually domineering and irritating, but she was always very clear-headed when it came to important matters, and she would not say a word about things that she shouldn't have said.
Emperor Wen Zhao knew her temper very well and waved his hand: "Forget it, I'll think about it later."
Seeing the right opportunity, Ji Jinyou raised his chubby little hand and said in a baby voice, "Father, Youyou knows."
He couldn't think of a clue, and the little baby actually said that she knew. Emperor Wen Zhao was amused, "Okay, Xiaojiu, you tell me."
Ji Jinyou stood up and said seriously: "Father, you can be nice to him, give him delicious food, give him nice clothes, he will be grateful to you, father, and Dasheng, isn't that enough."
According to the system, Little Proton turned evil because he was bullied too badly and his followers were killed. He came back for revenge after growing up.
If everyone was nicer to him, he would have no reason to turn evil and would not come to destroy Dasheng in the future.
Now the plot has changed. Maybe she and her mother can live well forever. Then she must also hope that her country will be well.
When everyone saw the little girl finish her words, she spread her hands and looked disdainful, as if she couldn't imagine how stupid it was to find such an easy method.
"Xiaojiu is right." Emperor Wen Zhao's eyes lit up.
You can't kill him, but you can keep him alive.
They provided him with good food, drink and other useful things, but turned him into a useless person who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun. Even if he returned to Dayao in the future, he would probably not become a big shot.
When he grows up, I will give him a mansion and some beautiful concubines. He may not want to leave this happy home in Dasheng and refuse to go back.
Emperor Wen Zhao laughed loudly, called Liang Quan in, and ordered: "From now on, the food, clothing and expenses of the Prince of Yao Kingdom will be the same as those of the other princes, and you must not treat him any worse. Select some items from the warehouse and send them to him, and see if there is anything that needs to be repaired in his residence. Do everything. Oh, and select a few eunuchs and palace maids and send them over."
Liang Quanying said, "Yes, I will do it right away."
Emperor Wen Zhao stretched out his hand and rubbed the small tuft on Xiao Jiu's head: "Our Xiao Jiu really has the talent to govern the country. He can share the worries of the father. Rupin has made great contributions to her teaching."
"Liang Quan, give Rupin another 1,000 taels of silver and ten night-shining pearls as a reward to show your appreciation."
After hearing the long list of rewards, Ji Jinyou was so happy that he immediately clenched his fist and bowed: "Thank you, father, for the reward."
My mother has never received so many rewards before, she must be very happy.
The little girl smiled and looked adorable. The imperial concubine loved her very much and reminded Emperor Wen Zhao: "Your Majesty, what else can you give to our little Jiudian?"
Emperor Wen Zhao laughed: "Appreciate, of course I want to appreciate it, what does Xiaojiu want?"
Ji Jinyou tilted his head and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "Father, Youyou has never seen my grandmother, and I want to see her."
When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she heard her mother nagging several times, saying that she had not seen her family since she entered the palace and she didn't know when she would be able to see them again.
If she and her mother could survive the Double Ninth Festival, there would still be a chance in the future. But if they couldn't, her mother would have regrets for the rest of her life.
Emperor Wen Zhao heard that it was not a big deal, so he immediately agreed with a smile: "Okay, then your father will have someone summon your grandparents to the capital, and then you can see them."
Imagining how happy her mother would be when she saw her grandmother, Ji Jinyou clapped her hands happily: "Thank you, father."
Xie Wan walked up to him, hugged him for the first time, patted his shoulder, and praised him: "Father is the best father for Youyou."
The Royal Concubine couldn't help laughing. The clever little boy was really good at making people love potions.
Emperor Wen Zhao laughed heartily at the girl's sweet words and picked her up. "Our little Jiu will be your father's palace counselor from now on. Get up early and go to the morning court with your father."
Ji Jinyou's eyes widened in shock: "......?"
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