"Father, you are still young and can continue to expand the royal family. At worst, you can wait until you are old before considering your future.
Don’t think about it too much right now.”
Prince An was not worried at all that his father would have no successor.
Song Chengzhang: “…”
"You guys! I'm already old, why are you blooming branches and spreading leaves?
Let’s put it this way, Jinming and Yucheng, starting tomorrow, you two will come to the palace to help your father deal with memorials, and also tell your father about the political affairs of the past few years.
As for Zhiming."
Song Chengzhang looked at King Jing Song Zhiming, "Are you sure you want to return to your fiefdom?"
King Jing nodded and said, "Yes, Father, my wish is to live a peaceful and stable life.
Now that things have come to an end, I want to go back and rest."
Song Chengzhang patted King Jing on the shoulder and said, "Well, since you have made up your mind, you can go back with your wife and children in the next few days.
But before you leave Beijing, let's get our family together and have a good meal, a reunion dinner that's been delayed for nearly twenty years."
King Jing's eyes were red, and he nodded heavily, "Okay!"
The father and son talked for a while and then dispersed.
After leaving the palace, Prince Kang went straight back to Prince Kang's Mansion.
Before he even entered the Qingzhu Courtyard, he heard his daughter's anxious, baby voice.
[Woohoo! The fake one ran away! Ran away!]
I had never had a predictive dream before, and I thought things would go smoothly. Unexpectedly, at the last minute, I had such a predictive dream again!
How could the dragon throne be an underground tunnel?
The damn impostor actually escaped!
Unfortunately, in my precognitive dream, I only saw him leaving the Dragon Throne Tunnel, and there was no follow-up.
So what should I do next? I don’t know where the fake one has gone.
If you don't remove the roots, they will grow back again in the spring breeze.
Upon hearing this, King Kang hurried into the house.
When Song Jiujiu heard the noise at the door, she came over happily.
Seeing that it was her father who came back, Song Jiujiu pouted and grabbed her father's clothes and climbed up.
King Kang held his daughter in his arms.
"Jiu'er, why is your face wrinkled? Didn't you get enough sleep? Or are you hungry?"
Prince Kang asked softly while giving his wife a look.
"Daddy, is Grandpa okay?"
Song Jiujiu tried hard to organize her words and ask about the counterfeit, but unfortunately she couldn't say much.
I only managed to utter these few words.
If King Kang had not been able to hear her inner thoughts, he might not have been able to understand what the little fat girl meant from these few words.
"Your grandfather is fine, and he has taken back everything that belongs to him.
But the imposter got away."
Ye Peizhu felt a little uneasy after hearing this, and took the opportunity to express her daughter's thoughts.
"Your Highness, is there some kind of tunnel in the Imperial Study that could allow him to run so fast?
Otherwise, how could he have escaped when my father and his soldiers had almost surrounded the palace like an iron barrel?
[My mother's guess was correct. There is indeed a tunnel, but I don't know where it leads to.]
Song Jiujiu felt bad when she thought about this and sighed.
Prince Kang hummed, "There is indeed a tunnel. There is a tunnel under the dragon throne in the imperial study.
I don't know where the impostor got the smoke bomb from. He took advantage of the time when everyone was confused by the smoke and left the imperial study, and then he left through the tunnel under the dragon throne.
We had the guards kick and chop at the throne, and we carefully searched for the mechanism on it, but we couldn't find it or cut it open."
Ye Peizhu frowned when she heard this, "If that's the case, what should we do next?
If the imposter didn't have any trusted men to command, he might not live long.
But since he was able to create a secret passage in the imperial study in advance, he naturally had a backup plan.
I just don't know what his back-up plan is.
I never thought that despite all our precautions, we still couldn't prevent the counterfeiters from creating a secret passage!"
“Yes, this is indeed beyond everyone’s expectations.
Now only Miss Gu's poisonous insect can control the life of the impostor.
My father told me that when I come back, I can ask Miss Gu to end the life of that impostor.
As long as he dies, even if he has trusted subordinates, the wolves will be leaderless and will not be able to cause any trouble.
By the way, in a few days, King Jing will be returning to his fiefdom with his wife and children. Before they leave, my father asked us to have a reunion dinner together as a family.
Also, starting tomorrow, Prince An and I will go to the palace to help our father handle government affairs."
When talking about this, King Kang's face wrinkled up, and it was exactly the same as the wrinkled face of the little fat Jiuer.
Ye Peizhu nodded, "Then let Sheng'er come over and talk to her about this later.
Your Majesty, your face is as wrinkled as Jiuer's. Don't you want to go into the palace to handle government affairs?"
Ye Peizhu asked the question even though she knew the answer.
King Kang sighed, "Of course not, my lady, you know I don't have any great ambitions, nor do I want to fight for power.
In the past, it was because of the manipulation by imposters that we had to face so many calculations.
Now that my father is back, he can continue to be the emperor.
But today, my father said that he is old and he only has three sons, so to whom should he pass the throne?
Prince An and Prince Jing were unwilling to be emperor, and I also refused, but I don’t know what my father thinks.
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