Chapter 265 Every Word is Love
In the small courtyard of Pei Mansion, everyone was so frightened that their souls flew away and did not come back for a long time.
For a moment, it seemed as if everything was silent.
No one moved.
When I finally came to my senses, I calmly thought about how to start the conversation, but I was too timid to speak.
Pei Jia, who was neither calm nor timid, blurted out at this moment: "What does this mean?"
Before Fu Yi could answer, Cheng Nianying looked at King Liang and asked him, "Why did you come together?"
King Liang took a step back at this slight glance.
Everyone had only heard of his bravery and his rivalry with Fu Yi. Who knew there was such a side to the King of Liang?
Prince Liang stammered, "I don't want the news to reach Pei Mansion from the Imperial Capital. It's better for me to go first. Some things need to be said in person. If I use someone else's mouth, it would be completely insincere."
Cheng Nianying frowned.
The other people in Pei Mansion watched this scene and dared not breathe even more.
Pei Yuanwei, who was still standing outside the courtyard gate, suddenly stepped in and said, "It's really not proper to crowd into this small courtyard."
After he said that, he gave King Liang a cold look.
The eldest master quickly responded to his brother's words: "That's right, let's go first..."
At this moment, Prince Liang didn't dare to look at Cheng Nianying's expression and immediately said, "I will go to the front to talk with you."
Yin Huiyi turned around and looked at Yin Heng: "You come too."
Yin Heng opened his mouth, feeling uneasy, but he also knew that the situation was serious and it was definitely not the time for him to intervene.
He pursed his lips and stood up: "Yes, father."
Yin Huiyi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the voice.
Seeing that Miss Xiaohe looked unhappy, he decided to leave it to Fu Yi.
The initiator of this incident was Fu Yi, and he should be the one to bear the wrath.
He is not a bad guy!
The younger generations of the Pei Mansion stood up in confusion and haste, calling out weakly, "Uncle."
The master paused and turned back: "Everyone go to your aunt's yard."
The younger ones didn't dare to say anything and just followed him out obediently.
Pei Jia was very reluctant, but was forcibly taken away by Pei Yi.
The courtyard, which was bustling just now, suddenly became much colder. Only Cheng Nianying was left sitting on the bamboo bench in the courtyard, making her look like a delicate and cold crystal figure.
Wu Xun was so cold that he wanted to shiver.
He felt sorry for his own master, he sighed, and couldn't help but bend down and stretch out his hand to help Fu Yi, but was pushed away by Fu Yi.
Fu Yi stared at Cheng Nianying without wavering and stretched out his hand towards her.
Cheng Nianying wrinkled her nose, but still stood up from the bamboo stool, walked up to him, held his hand, and pulled him up.
Fu Yi took advantage of the situation and held her tightly, never letting go.
My mood improved immediately.
"Are you crazy?" Cheng Nianying asked seriously.
"No."
Cheng Nianying fell silent.
She didn't want to see Fu Yi and King Liang fight to the death, but she didn't expect Fu Yi to solve it like this...
Seeing that she remained silent, Fu Yi felt very reluctant to let her downplay her own opinion, so he immediately spoke again: "Okay, even if it's because of our special relationship that I went crazy, is Master Yin also crazy?"
Cheng Nianying pursed her lips: "A female crown prince? There is no precedent for this."
"Yes. There was once a king of the Mohei Kingdom who was frail and had only one daughter. The king didn't want his brother to take over his position, so he forcibly passed the throne to his only daughter."
Cheng Nianying asked curiously, "What do the officials of the Huan Dynasty think of this?"
Fu Yi didn't hide it from her and said, "They say that small countries are small countries and they disregard rituals and laws. But in my opinion, if a small country dares to establish a female ruler, doesn't the Huan Dynasty have the courage to do so?"
Cheng Nianying asked again: "Then what did they say about you?"
She guessed that given Fu Yi's personality, he must have informed everyone in the court before coming to Heqing to welcome her back to the capital.
Acting rashly without doing anything...that's not Fu Yi.
“They didn’t say anything.”
"Impossible." Cheng Nianying finished speaking, and before Fu Yi could speak again, she thought for a moment and said, "Oh, I see. Could it be that they thought that since the battle for the crown prince position in the imperial capital was so fierce and difficult to determine, and since I was a woman, it wouldn't matter if I took the first position? They could even take advantage of this opportunity to weaken you and Prince Liang?"
"Yes, they underestimated you, and they also underestimated the determination of me and King Liang."
"Why did Master Yin come along? How did you convince him? He has nothing to do with me."
"He's an old fox. He'll naturally agree to anything that suits his interests."
Cheng Nianying thought for a moment and asked, "Because he feels that if I become the crown prince, you and Prince Liang will have to spend a lot of energy just fighting those who oppose me, and you will not be able to eliminate a large family like the Cen family. Then the Yin family will be able to live in peace and stability for a long time, right?"
"That's right." Fu Yi nodded, "What's more..."
He paused for a moment, then suppressed the subtle sourness in his voice: "You and Yin Heng know each other, so there must be a friendship between you. It is better for you to ascend the throne than for others."
Fu Yi chewed and swallowed the sour food, a smile on his face, and praised: "A Ying is very smart, he can guess all of this."
"But why..."
"Why what?"
"This is a very difficult thing to do, and everyone can see it. So why do you still want to do it?" Cheng Nianying stared at his face.
"Why? Isn't the answer already in our conversation? ...Because Ying is smart."
"Aying, do you know how many emperors there were before the deceased emperor?"
Cheng Nianying answered, "One hundred and forty-five."
She saw it in a book in the Prince's Mansion.
Fu Yi was slightly surprised, then continued, "Yes, excluding the period of division and separatism, among the 145 emperors, only 27 can be called wise rulers. Ah Ying, intelligence is extremely rare."
"Besides, you grew up among the common people, and you've seen all sorts of human nature. Back in Weiyang, you sympathized with those wrongfully imprisoned, and you sympathized with refugees like Ah Mo who were forced to commit crimes. In the past, the scholars of Guanwen Hall were responsible for teaching the crown prince and caring for the people like their own children. But how can those born into luxury understand the hardships of life? Ah Ying, your sympathy for those people was already a hundred times greater than that of the prince."
"Princes are naturally arrogant and extravagant, and that arrogance breeds debauchery, pride, and also cowardice. But you know the cold of wind and snow, you know the sharpness of a knife, you are resilient and fearless, and you are a hundred times more powerful than them."
"You are of royal blood, and this last point is impeccable."
"From ancient times to the present, except for wise rulers, most have lost power at a young age, died young from illness, indulged in alcohol and sex, were incompetent and cruel, or simply devoted themselves to cultivating immortality and Buddhism without caring about state affairs... If they still sit in that position, why can't you?"
"Aying, I still remember you told me before that you don't like noble people."
Cheng Nianying licked her lips. She didn't know why, but every word Fu Yi said seemed to penetrate into her bones and blood.
Her heartbeat quickened and quickened.
The man never mentioned love in any of his words.
But it seems like every word and sentence is loved.
That was a possibility that Cheng Nianying in Shaoqu Tower had never thought of.
She had thought about the day when she would no longer be under Shao Qulou's control. She didn't like being tied to the life of a killer, a life with no future.
She thought that one day she would have more money, marry a good man, have a grave to rest in peace after death, and her soul could enter reincarnation.
But she never thought—
Fu Yi's voice rang out again: "Aying, why don't you stand above all the nobles? Let them only look up to you."
Cheng Nianying suppressed the strange feeling rushing through her blood.
She asked one last question out of curiosity: "Is the emperor's tomb very big?"
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