"The Xu family helped him ascend the throne, and he made the legitimate daughter of the Xu family the empress," Zhong Mingwei nodded. He paused and shook his head. "No, there should be another one. In the future, the legitimate son of the empress will be made the crown prince."
Mei Ya saw that Zhong Mingwei looked unhappy. She reached out and held Zhong Mingwei's drooping hand. The man's hand was a little cold, but hers was warm. She pulled the man's hand and put it on her leg, then squeezed it again and again. Then, she saw Zhong Mingwei's mouth corner slightly raised. He flipped his hand and held her hand.
"It's possible," Pang Yi nodded. "When the princes were fighting for the throne, Your Highness was not the most eye-catching one. And the late empress dowager obviously favored the Pingxi King. Before the Pingxi King came of age, the late emperor handed over his most trusted imperial guards to the Pingxi King to command. What does this mean? He handed his life and death to the Pingxi King. How can other princes compare with the Pingxi King? But the Pingxi King was not destined to be the emperor. The late emperor died suddenly as soon as he left the capital. At that time, the Xu family was in a panic, but they were not confused. Of course, they had to support the eldest prince who had Xu's blood in his body to ascend the throne, but it was also reasonable to take the opportunity to propose some conditions to the eldest prince."
"Yes, so although my father has always disliked me, the queen mother has always told me not to be impatient. Sure enough, my father finally made me the crown prince," Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, "First, he had ulterior motives and needed to use me to clean up the old subordinates of the King of Pingxi in the court. Second, it should be because of the pressure from the Xu family. However, the Xu family did not expect that I, the crown prince, would not only fail to sit firmly, but was later directly deposed by my father." At this point, Zhong Mingwei laughed sarcastically, "But no matter what, the emperor and empress's legitimate son has become the crown prince. My father has also fulfilled his promise to the Xu family."
"If this is true, then the Prince of Pingxi is not as filial and close to the Queen Mother and the Xu family as he seems," Pang Yi said. "Having lost the throne and the hatred of having his wife taken away, it's no wonder that the Prince of Pingxi is so angry. He hasn't returned to the capital for more than 30 years. As soon as he returned to the capital, he destroyed the Xu family. This is reasonable."
"Yes, he couldn't do anything to the emperor, so he vented the anger that had been pent up in his heart for more than 30 years on the Xu family." Gu Changlin said.
"I think he hasn't gotten enough anger yet." Zhong Mingwei said slowly.
He didn't know what the relationship between King Pingxi and the Imperial Guards was, or whether King Pingxi and Jinghui had any secret dealings. He just felt that this was far from the end, it was just the beginning.
"So what exactly does he want to do?" Meiya looked confused. "He has wiped out the entire Xu family. Is he still unwilling to accept this? Does he want to make a bigger fuss?"
"I don't know, this is just my intuition." Zhong Mingwei shook his head and took the milk tea in front of Mei Ya and started drinking it.
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September 20th, the 33rd year of Jiasheng.
Ningguta.
Zhenweizhai.
Kong Wenjie was sitting in the lobby on the first floor. He had finished a pot of tea. This was his second pot of tea and it was almost finished. While drinking the tea, he slapped his legs in annoyance. His eyes were fixed on the stairs not far away, and he looked anxious.
Yes, he had lived for nearly thirty years and had never been so anxious. If Fang Chengyin had not repeatedly reminded him to wait here obediently and not to follow, he would have rushed up long ago and there would be no need for him to be so anxious.
No, he couldn't wait like this any longer, he had to go up and take a look, even if Fang Chengyin would be angry, he still had to go up and take a look.
Kong Wenjie drank all the tea in the cup in one breath, then stood up. However, before he took a step, he saw a man and a woman talking and laughing as they walked down the stairs. Kong Wenjie's already dark face immediately became even darker.
"Mr. Fu, I see that you really like the jujube paste and yam cake here. I'll have someone send it to you later," Fang Chengyin said to the young man beside her with a smile, "Mr. Fu, if you have anything else you like to eat, I'll have someone make it for you as well."
"Miss Fang, you are so polite," Mr. Fu was obviously flattered. He suddenly stopped and bowed to Fang Chengyin, his mouth almost grinning to his ears. "How can I thank you for this?"
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