The government arrested a group of idle men and suppressed the matter concerning Prince Huai and the establishment of the crown prince on the grounds that they were disturbing the people's will and had rebellious intentions.

But just like a child's rebelliousness, the more they are told not to do something, the more they want to do it. No one dares to talk about this matter openly, but the discussion in private is getting more and more intense.

The government and the imperial court were aware of this, but were somewhat helpless. In fact, officials had been discussing the matter privately all the time.

In fact, it is time to discuss the issue of appointing a crown prince.

The emperor has five princes. Except for the two youngest ones who can be ignored, the other three are old enough to be raised as crown princes.

Privately, the three princes also have their own supporters.

But now suddenly another King Huai appears.

"This is really hard to say."

An official whispered and shook his head.

As soon as he said this, he was shocked again.

Why can't he speak well?

Shouldn't he have firmly believed that this was impossible and needn't be considered?

Could it be that he has already considered Prince Huai as one of the candidates for the crown prince?

What's going on? Why would he think this?

Could it be that the long-unmentioned Prince Huai reappeared in public, reminding him of the former crown prince, and Prince Huai's status as the crown prince, which should have been unquestionable?

Or was it because I saw the little child who stepped forward in the critical moment of the capital, taking responsibility with the passion of a royal child.

The long-missing child did not rot and wither like weak grass that had never seen the sun. Instead, he grew so strong without anyone noticing.

This is Prince Huai. These are the remains of the late crown prince. He was the late emperor's favorite, and the one he wanted to emulate Emperor Gaozong of Tang and make him the crown prince in advance. If he is really made the crown prince, it actually wouldn't be considered a violation of the rules.

The only person who violated the rules in this matter was Miss Jun. She shouldn't have brought up this matter.

If it was officials of the current dynasty who brought it up, wouldn't it be a natural thing to do?

The official thought about it and shuddered again.

No, no, how can this be natural? What emperor would be willing to pass the throne to someone else instead of his own son? Then what is the purpose of being an emperor? To make wedding clothes for others? It is simply too absurd.

Which official would offend the emperor like this?

But it is also possible that many officials in history took disobeying the emperor's wishes as an opportunity to demonstrate their integrity.

It's not like this hasn't been done before, and it's been richly rewarded.

This time, are some officials ready to make some moves?

How did this happen?

How come he has so many weird ideas?

Besides him, will other officials be the same?

Prince Huai, who had been suppressed for several years, suddenly made such a stunning appearance that his brilliance could not be concealed.

So what does Prince Huai, who is the focus of the incident, think?

With all this commotion going on, does he know about it or not?

The gate of Prince Huai's Palace was still tightly closed, but it was no longer like before when no one approached the copper and iron walls.

King Xian's carriage stopped at the door.

"He has been guarding the city gate for so many days. After all, he is still a child. I wonder if he is in good health." King Xian stood at the door and said with concern.

The gatekeepers were still the Golden Guards, but they seemed to be non-existent, neither blocking nor welcoming the enemy.

King Hyeon's men simply pushed the door open themselves, and King Hyeon swaggered in.

The Huai Palace remained the same as usual, and the eunuchs and palace maids became more and more timid.

The capital was on alert, but the door to Prince Huai's mansion was open, and news from the streets poured in.

"Prince Huai wants to be the crown prince..."

A eunuch said with a pale face and trembling voice.

"This is the end."

They were eunuchs who lived in the imperial palace and interacted with the royal family. No one understood better than them how brutal the struggle for imperial power was.

The emperor's biological princes, with the help of their mothers, concubines, relatives and capable ministers, fought openly and secretly for the position of crown prince, which was already difficult.

A prince with an awkward identity who has been absent for several years and has no parents suddenly appears and wants to compete for the position of crown prince. Isn't this courting death?

"Do you still remember Prince Yi?" another eunuch said in a trembling voice, "At the beginning, because Emperor Taizong said that he would reward you after you became the emperor, he had to die to avoid suspicion and make his intention clear."

The eunuchs beside them looked even uglier.

"So what Prince Huai should do now is to die to show that he has no intention of becoming the crown prince?"

For orthodoxy, this is the most proper and noble practice.

"So is this Miss Jun trying to force King Huai to death?"

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"Was it Miss Jun who proposed that I become the crown prince?"

The King in the room asked.

King Xian, who was walking over, happened to hear this and stopped in his tracks.

Yes, Miss Jun's actions were like a knife suddenly chopping down, without any preparation or cushioning, catching everyone off guard.

King Xian sighed inwardly.

This not only puts the emperor in an awkward position, but also Prince Huai in the same position.

"Yes, this was Miss Jun's own idea. We don't know if His Highness is a little angry?" Mr. Gu said.

The prince shook his head.

"Since it was Miss Jun who proposed it," he said, "then I will not be angry."

Do you trust this Miss Jun so much?

Is it because I cured his illness? Children always have a bird-and-bird complex.

King Hyeon frowned slightly and looked inside through the wide-open windows and doors. He saw King Huai sitting at the desk, apparently writing, and Mr. Gu standing with his back to the door, holding a book in his hand.

"Are you afraid?" Mr. Gu asked.

Prince Huai put down the pen in his hand, and his expression became a little serious, but children's seriousness always makes people feel a little funny.

"What are you afraid of?" he asked.

"I'm afraid that others will say that Your Highness wants to be the crown prince. I'm afraid that Your Highness will become the crown prince." Mr. Gu said.

The two sentences sound like they mean the same thing, but they don't.

Prince Huai looked at him and thought about it seriously.

"Why should you be afraid?" he said, "I am not afraid."

Mr. Gu looked at him without saying anything.

Prince Huai jumped down from the chair, put his hands behind his back and took two steps like an adult.

"If I am a good prince, I won't be afraid of what others say." He continued, looking calm.

Mr. Gu laughed.

King Xian, who was standing outside the door, was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Isn't this the way to think about it?

"Your Highness, do you want to be the crown prince?"

Mr. Gu stopped laughing and asked.

This question is like a knife cutting straight down, crisp and sharp.

King Xian couldn't help but feel nervous standing outside the door.

There was no master and no guards in the Prince Huai's mansion. Except for the gate, everything was unobstructed.

He didn't need his servants to report to him in advance along the way.

A teacher asks a question that many people dare not and cannot ask. Is he really not afraid of being heard and spread?

He wanted to speak up to stop it, but Prince Huai had already spoken first.

"I want to." He said in a clear voice.

King Xian looked at the child standing in the house. He had a calm expression and an upright posture.

Just like that, he raised his hand to block the incoming knife, which was also straight, crisp and sharp.

He said it.

He said.

He wants to be the crown prince.

There was nothing he couldn't think of, nothing he couldn't answer, he didn't need to be timid and hide, he was also a descendant of the Chu family, his father was once the crown prince, he should have been the grandson of the emperor.

If you dare to ask, he dare to answer.

King Xian looked at the two people in the room, turned around and left.

He has already answered. If anyone doesn't want to, then just speak up.

If he dares to say yes, it depends on whether you dare to say no.

It's that simple.