Chapter 220 Heir
Among the people present, Bei Jingchu only cared about the emotions of one person.
She was worried whether Xin'er would be frightened, after all, she was a normal child.
"If you feel scared, just go out and don't look."
Xin'er shook her head gently, "Why would I be afraid when I saw the man who killed my mother being chopped into pieces?"
In this case...
Bei Jingchu handed her the dagger and asked, "Do you want to be cut?"
Xiner:?
But she was only stunned for two seconds, and still took the dagger.
The way she held the handle was obviously wrong, and it was obvious that she was a weak girl who never held a weapon or a knife.
Her fingertips gripping the knife handle turned white. She hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't stab the man tied to the rack.
She turned and squatted on the ground, holding her head with her free hands, crying, "No, no, I can't do it, I'm useless."
"I can't do it."
"I can't even kill the person who killed my mother. I'm useless!"
A shadow enveloped her, and a silken breeze brushed across her nose, and the lingering fragrance of the plum blossoms seeped in.
The princess, who was two months younger than her, pried open her tightly grasped palm of the dagger and took it from her.
Her voice came from above my head: "It's okay. You're very brave to watch."
"Xin'er, sister, you need to open your eyes and watch carefully for your mother."
With the first cut, Bei Jingchu cut off a piece of flesh from his thigh.
The piece of meat was of even thickness, and light could be seen through it when held under the light.
If she became a chef, she might be a good sashimi chef.
Marshal Tu Ning could not let out a scream because his mouth was tightly blocked to prevent him from biting his tongue to commit suicide.
After slashing him a dozen times, Bei Jingchu returned the dagger to the executioner.
After all, her skills are not good. If she lets people die early, wouldn’t that be a bargain for them?
It was so tragic. When the man died, only a skeleton was left.
The whole cell was filled with the smell of rust.
If people didn't know the background, they might think she was a cruel person, right?
Somehow, tears flowed from my eyes.
She finally burst into tears, and this time she cried like a real seven-year-old, crying unreasonably.
The kind that can't be coaxed no matter what.
After everyone was dealt with, Bei Jingchu's spirit improved visibly.
The emperor knew it was time to deal with another matter.
"I heard that Yan Zhong is no longer able to survive."
Upon hearing this, Bei Jingchu knew that Yan Wei was going to be abandoned.
His condition that day was seen by too many people.
It’s not surprising that Aye knew about this.
But she promised to save him.
"Aye, let me cure him."
"Let him stay by my side as a guard."
"If he hadn't tried his best to protect me during the trip to Texas, I would have died long ago."
The emperor was always cold and inhumane when it came to other people's affairs. "Protecting the master is the duty of the secret guards."
"If he fails, Aye will give you a second Yan Zhong."
"Do you know how much resources and wealth it takes to treat a person whose vitality is exhausted?"
He was even puzzled: "Your emotions are really too abundant. Why can you even feel sympathy for the Dark Guard?"
Bei Jingchu lowered her eyes, and her mind quickly went through reasons that could convince Aye.
[If I really said that it was out of pity, Ayeh would definitely not agree.]
Bei Heng held the pen and continued to review the memorial, waiting for the child to come up with an excuse to convince him.
After a while, Bei Jingchu said, "Take Yan Zhong as an example, and you will know that I will not treat my subordinates badly, so the people who follow me will be more loyal."
“It can also attract others to be willing to work for me.”
Bei Heng folded up the memorial and chuckled, "Okay."
This reason convinced him.
That's the next thing.
"You've gained enough experience during your trip to Texas."
"The teachers at Botang think that you have enough experience and are ready to become a disciple."
"Rest for half a month."
"Sort out your feelings. It's time. Aye will assign you some work."
Bei Jingchu pretended to be ignorant and asked, "After a princess reaches adulthood or leaves school, shouldn't she enjoy herself?"
"What kind of work do you want to give me? I still have eight years to play around from now until I reach the age of 15."
The little brat lied with his eyes open, Bei Heng saw it clearly, oh no, he heard it clearly.
"All of you go down, I want to discuss matters with the princess."
The palace servants all retreated and closed the door of Yu's study.
Bei Heng stood up from his seat and walked down to stretch his muscles.
"I sit for a long time all day, and this dragon chair is the most comfortable and softest."
"Chu'er, do you want to sit on it? Try what it feels like to sit on the most comfortable chair in the world."
Bei Jingchu thought she had heard it wrongly, and called out in confusion: "Aye?"
Although he appeared calm on the surface, he was actually upset.
[Oh my god, wasn't I the one who was irritated? ]
[Why do you feel like Aye is crazy? ]
[Can you sit here whenever you want? Can you let people try it whenever you want? ]
[Wake up! Do you know what you are doing? ]
Bei Heng's ears felt a little itchy as he hadn't been bombarded by his inner voice for a long time.
He resisted the urge to cover his ears.
The little boy's inner voice was not over yet: [This is a symbol! It is the symbol of the throne, understand? ]
[Wouldn't it be possible to kill someone if they sat on this chair? ]
[Although you probably won't suddenly become disgusted with me and want to chop me down. ]
[But, but, I always feel like there is a trap. ]
Bei Heng couldn't help but rub his ears.
He sat down next to Bei Jingchu and made it clear directly: "You should understand the reason why I asked you to work for the court."
"If you want to do something and get the position you want, you should obey the crowd and use your own abilities."
"Don't tell everyone, but let most people, or those important people, acknowledge your ability."
"Make them feel that no one is better than you to lead them."
For example, among his current children, except for this eldest daughter, no one is more qualified to become the next king of Dai Viet.
She and her younger brother and sister have created an unreachable distance between them.
It even exceeded all his expectations for an heir.
Besides being a princess.
Besides being too sentimental.
But it’s okay, heirs are not born, they are taught.
She was only seven years old, but she had already gotten rid of her soft-hearted bad habits. Sooner or later, she would become a more qualified emperor than him.
After hearing what Aye said, Bei Jingchu's eyes widened suddenly, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.
After all, the emperor is still alive and in good health.
She didn't know that her father was used to being criticized by her, and she thought that this tyrant was still wary of others plotting to seize the throne.
She didn't dare to ask, but the emperor had already answered: "Yes, that's what I meant."
"Don't you want to destroy Tunin?"
"Don't you want women to have the freedom to choose?"
"If you don't fight, how can you lead the soldiers of Dai Viet to attack Ning?"
"If you don't fight, how can you make Daiyue develop in the way you want?"
"Tell me what you think. As long as you are not planning to usurp the throne right now, I will not be angry."