"Is the King of Pingxi... going to agree to marry that Turkic princess?" Fang Zhonglian put down the memorial in his hand after a long while, frowning and asking. "In the past, the Turkic princess was in her prime and had a stunning appearance. At that time, the King of Pingxi vowed to never marry her, but how come the King of Pingxi is willing to marry her now that the Turkic princess is nearly 40 years old?"
"Maybe there was a hurdle in his heart before. Now he has finally overcome it," Fang Zhiheng said slowly, his eyes swept across the portrait of the woman on the wall. Then he looked at the memorial and said to Fang Zhonglian, "However, since the King of Pingxi has agreed to marry the Turkic princess, the Great Zhou and the Turks will be able to live in peace in the future."
"Yes, since they are related by marriage, they don't have to fight with troops every now and then. After all, the Turkic princess is the eldest princess of the previous Turkic emperor and the eldest sister of the current Turkic emperor. She is of noble status. It is said that the Turkic emperor was able to ascend to the throne with the help of this eldest princess. Therefore, the Turkic emperor is very respectful and dependent on this eldest princess. Even if the Turkic royal family wants to cause trouble in the future, they will naturally consider whether this eldest princess agrees first," Fang Zhonglian said with emotion, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. He looked at Zhong Zhiheng and said with a smile, "I want to congratulate His Majesty. With this marriage, the northwest border of the Great Zhou will be stable, and His Majesty will be able to rest assured in the future. There is no need to worry that the King of Pingxi will return to Beijing to cause trouble."
Yes, once he married the Turkish princess, the King of Pingxi would become the son-in-law of the Turks, and it would be impossible for him to ascend the throne. This was why Zhong Zhiheng wanted to promote this marriage. Moreover, looking at the ages of the King of Pingxi and the Turkish princess, it was probably impossible for them to have children. Even if they did have children, they would have Turkish blood in their bodies, and naturally they would pose no threat to Zhong Zhiheng.
"You are right. I am indeed relieved, but I cannot say that I can rest easy." Zhong Zhiheng said slowly, taking a sip of tea.
Fang Zhonglian pursed his lips and said, "Your Majesty, are you worried about the Zhao family?"
"Yes, over the years, the Zhao family has developed rapidly and has deep roots. Although the Imperial Concubine died suddenly, there are still two princes to rely on. I can't help but worry. I want to leave a way out for the Zhao family and save some face for Ming Zheng and Ming Rong, but the Zhao family has been a disaster for the court for many years, and now it is related to the death of the little prince. I really can't let them off easily," Zhong Zhiheng said slowly, while sipping his tea and looking at Fang Zhonglian, "but to clean up the Zhao family, it will inevitably involve Prince Rong. I still have some concerns in my heart."
Yes, as the backer of Prince Rong, the Zhao family has made great efforts for Prince Rong over the years. If a thorough investigation is really carried out, I am afraid that Prince Rong will not be able to be saved.
"Your Majesty, why don't you demote Zhao Changrong or expel him from the capital?" Fang Zhonglian hesitated, "Just like what happened to Duan Chenghong back then."
"They are different. Duan Chenghong's mind is only on the deposed crown prince, but Zhao Changrong's hand is about to reach into my bowl," Zhong Zhiheng curled his lips coldly, and looked at Fang Zhonglian, "Left Prime Minister, you should know where the dirty words that were circulated in the capital a while ago came from, right?"
"Yes, I know what's going on." Fang Zhonglian said.
"Look, the Zhao family first pointed their sword at Prince Hui, then strangled the little prince with their own hands, and even attacked the deposed crown prince before. With the Zhao family around, I'm afraid my princes can't be saved," Zhong Zhiheng said coldly, while putting the teacup in his hand on the small table, and said in a deep voice, "And what I'm most worried about is that if this continues, Mingzheng will be led astray by them sooner or later. I don't have many princes, so it doesn't matter if I die, but as long as I am still alive, I will not watch them kill each other."
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