"No," Zhong Mingzheng interrupted Ling Shian before he could finish. He looked solemnly at the three-legged incense burner on the small table with smoke rising from it, and said in a deep voice, "Prince Hui is not suitable. As soon as the Queen Mother is buried, the Emperor will probably let him leave the capital and give him a piece of land. Prince An is disabled and has been deposed, so he can't become a big shot. Now the Emperor has only one legitimate prince in front of him. Even if the Emperor dislikes me, I must be the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace. At this critical moment, we must not act rashly."
"Yes, I am anxious," Ling Shi'an said hurriedly. After a pause, he asked carefully, "But what about Chen Qingxuan? Since His Majesty intends to promote Prince An, I am afraid he will keep Chen Qingxuan as an official in the court."
"That may not be the case," Zhong Mingzheng took a sip of tea leisurely, and said lightly, "With the Zhao family and the An family in the court, my father may not be able to cover the sky with one hand. Besides, even if that Chen guy really stayed in the capital, what would happen? As long as I am here, will he still have a chance to come to the fore? Haha."
"Yes, at worst we can just let him waste his life in the Hanlin Academy and become a cowardly book editor." Ling Shi'an was startled, then apologized with a smile.
"Yes, I never take such a small character seriously," Zhong Mingzheng took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and said in a deep voice, "What I am worried about is whether the entire Ningguta has become the backing of Prince An."
"Please rest assured, Your Highness. It won't be long before Jiang Jinwan sends news from Ningguta," Ling Shi'an said hurriedly. "If Ningguta has already colluded with Prince An, and the news is reported to the Emperor, His Majesty's attitude towards Prince An will probably be different from what it is now."
"That's right. If he, a mere commoner lying on the bed, could win the hearts of the people in Ningguta, he must be a capable and talented person, and he is not a quiet person. How could the emperor not be furious?" Zhong Mingzheng smiled and said slowly, "Besides, even if he is incompetent, we can make him capable."
"Yes, I understand." Ling Shi'an was startled, then he smiled, "Please rest assured, Your Highness, this is not the first time we have transplanted flowers and trees."
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April 30, 1934
The Queen Mother was buried.
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The fourth day of the fifth month in the thirty-fourth year of Jiasheng
The capital.
As soon as he returned to the capital from the imperial mausoleum, Zhong Zhiheng summoned Prince Hui.
When Prince Hui received the news, he was a little confused. He stared blankly at Gao Zhiqi who came in to report, and asked after a long while: "You said that my father wants to see me?"
"Yes, that's what Eunuch Xi just said," Gao Zhiqi said hurriedly, looking Zhong Minge up and down, and then he became even more anxious, "Your Highness, please wash and change your clothes quickly. His Majesty finally wants to see you. Don't keep him waiting for too long, or he will be angry again."
"Oh, then change your clothes for me quickly." Zhong Ming'e reacted finally. He quickly threw away the book in his hand, took a comb and started combing his hair in front of the mirror. But while combing, Zhong Ming'e suddenly put down the comb. He leaned in front of the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. He hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time. For a moment, he was frightened by the thin, lifeless man in the mirror. He just stared at it, and then, after a while, he picked out a silver hair from his long black hair and looked at it in a daze.
"Your Highness, why are you still in a daze?" Gao Zhiqi hurriedly took the county king's robe, and then saw Zhong Ming'e sitting at the table, staring at something in his hand. Gao Zhiqi was so anxious that he put down the court robe and said, "I will call the maid in to help Your Highness wash and dress..."
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