In front of the deposed prince's mansion, servants sent by the He family came to help move the dowry that He brought with her when she got married.
When Yang heard that someone in the palace wanted He and the deposed crown prince to divorce, she hurried over.
"Sister-in-law." Yang smiled.
He Shi felt as if all the shackles on her body had been broken free. She smiled and said, "Now that I have divorced the eldest prince, I am no longer the eldest sister-in-law. From now on, just call me Shuhua."
Although both of them married into the royal family, their circumstances were different. She had always envied the harmonious relationship between the Second Prince and Yang.
"Please don't blame me for my cold treatment before." From now on, she was no longer the other party's sister-in-law. If they really met, she would have to greet him.
He wanted to explain the reasons for his indifference over the years before leaving.
"Although I have been in the backyard these years, I am also aware of the situation in the front. In fact, I also like to be close to you, but our positions are different and I can't help it."
As the Crown Princess, although she does not get along with the Crown Prince, she is destined to stand on the opposite side of the Second Prince and cannot be too close to him, so as not to cause trouble for the family.
Now that she has separated from the prince, she will be an independent person and naturally doesn't have to worry about so many things anymore.
Now that the eldest prince has fallen, it seems that the second prince is the one with the best chance of taking the throne.
If the matter is not explained clearly, if the Second Prince targets the He family in the future, countless people will pounce on the He family and devour their flesh and blood.
Seeing He's completely different mental outlook, Yang was genuinely happy for her.
"Shuhua, to be honest, I was thinking at the time that if we hadn't married different men, we would definitely be best friends."
She pulled the other person over with both hands and said gently: "Fortunately, there is still a chance now. Don't worry, I understand your situation."
"We can visit each other more often in the future."
This sentence not only expresses his goodwill, but also expresses the intention of the second prince An Shaolin.
All the worries in He's heart finally came to an end. "Okay."
An Jingzhi came out in disguise and saw a group of people gathered at the gate of He's house from a distance.
Before he could ask, Eunuch Ding beside him immediately said, "Your Majesty, the He family's daughter is returning home today, and that is the servant sent by the He family to help with the luggage."
"Let's go."
Although he was on a secret visit, there were many people around him. After all, he was living in a chaotic world and there were countless people who wanted to kill him.
I hurried out of the city. It was raining heavily and had stopped for several days.
Wei Wenhua actively dealt with the people's livelihood issues. The area outside Wujiang City was also affected a little, but fortunately the drainage was timely. It was a pity that the seeds that were sown were lost.
Fortunately, there were still a lot of high-quality grains in the national treasury that could be used for emergency purposes, so no civil unrest occurred for the time being.
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"Your Majesty, do you really want to chop off the prince's head? He's his son."
"Is this true? It's not just a rumor, is it? You guys are going to get beheaded for talking nonsense."
A group of people were discussing something noisily at the market.
A man in a black robe said in a vivid voice, "You know nothing. The emperor today is wise and virtuous. Even the heavens have to listen to our emperor. If he tells him to rain, it will rain."
"How could such a Majesty protect his son?"
"Our Majesty has said that although the Crown Prince is your son, he is also the heir apparent to the throne, and he must be punished severely!"
An old man with messy white hair suddenly rushed into the crowd and asked sadly, "Is the prince really going to be beheaded?"
The man was grabbed by the arm and was about to shake it off, but when he realized the man's age, he stopped and said, "Old man, this is absolutely true. You can go and see it at noon today if you want."
"That's great, that's great... My child, His Majesty has avenged you..." The man's face was full of tears and laughter, tears streaming down his wrinkled face. He let go of the man's hand and staggered away from the distance.
The man in the soap suit shook his arms and found that the old man was quite strong, and his arms were numb from being pinched by him.
"Who is this person?"
Someone who knew the situation took a pitiful look at the old man's back and explained, "His son was a soldier and died in Epiphyllum City."
As soon as this person said this, everyone understood that those were the families of the 50,000 soldiers who were killed in vain in Tanhua City.
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An Jingzhi was busy with the Mingtang, constantly sorting out the land that the original owner had acquired and the current financial situation.
Suddenly, I heard a noisy voice outside, "Go and ask what's going on."
Eunuch Ding received the order and trotted out of the hall. A moment later, the other party pushed the door open and reported:
"Your Majesty," he paused, looked at An Jingzhi's expression, and continued, "The eldest prince has been executed. The people outside are all praising the wise emperor. Long live Your Majesty."
Executing such a scourge can win a lot of people's support, and it can be considered that the other party did a good thing for him before his death.
Letting an incompetent person sit in a position he shouldn't sit in not only harms him, but also harms the people below him.
Putting aside the mistakes he made in the past, An Jingzhi could not let go of the fact that he had killed 50,000 soldiers who were there to cover his retreat.
After the prince was sent to the Dali Temple, some people began to have doubts.
The second prince is both civil and military, and enjoys prestige among military generals.
The third prince is brave but lacks intelligence.
The fourth and fifth sons were not even as good as the third prince. As for the other sons, they were still young and it was not their turn to sit at the table.
If you count the sons who are most suitable to be the crown prince, it is really only the second prince.
The other party was both civil and military, but An Jingzhi still decided to go and see for himself.
What's more, even the great unification has not been achieved yet, and he will probably have to stay for a few more years. It is too early to consider these things.
Who knows, after the country is unified, more outstanding sons will emerge.
After the eldest prince passed away, the position of the crown prince became vacant. If it had been replaced by the original owner, the officials might have hinted that he needed to choose a stable heir.
But they had suffered losses at the hands of the eldest prince, and they understood even more clearly the importance of an heir to them and their descendants. Even though the second prince was well-known, they did not dare to make a hasty bet.
Moreover, in their eyes, the current emperor is still in his prime and has a high prestige among the people, so they are not at all worried about the issue of succession.
The people of southern Xinjiang, who had been unable to be conquered for a long time, surrendered voluntarily after hearing that Your Majesty was praying for rain, which gave Your Majesty a legendary color.
"Your Majesty, the people of Southern Xinjiang surrendered upon hearing of your majesty's might, but the region is mountainous and land-scarce, with a climate vastly different from that of the Central Plains. Furthermore, there are many customs and taboos. Any carelessness could lead to another rebellion in Southern Xinjiang."
"What can I do, my dear ministers?"
Wei Wenhua bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I believe we should encourage some of the local people to move down the mountain to cultivate the land. The court could provide them with grain and encourage intermarriage, allowing the Central Plains culture to permeate the land subtly. In this way, within two generations, Southern Xinjiang will be completely integrated into the Central Plains."
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