Chapter 1245 Bu Yao
Yuwen Ye said coldly, "Third brother, I am asking Father Emperor for Shangdang and Puban, not you."
Yuwen Cheng seemed to lose control of his emotions, his voice becoming sharp and even somewhat grating as he spoke: "Of course I'm not asking you, but what do you want Shangdang and Puban to do? Don't tell me you intend to—"
"Enough, shut up!"
Just then, Yuwen Yuan's deep, resonant voice rang out, abruptly interrupting his words.
Yuwen Cheng turned to look at him: "Father!"
"I said, shut up!"
Sensing the deep anger in his words—though the anger stemmed from Yuwen Ye's "unreasonable" demands, it was hard to say who would truly be affected. The wrath of an emperor was beyond the control and endurance of ordinary people, so Yuwen Cheng could only swallow his anger and sullenly sit back down.
Yuwen Yuan let out a deep breath before turning to look at Yuwen Ye, his tiger-like eyes blazing with anger.
"Feng Chen, why do you want Shangdang and Puban?"
"Of course, it's for Luoyang."
"Go to Luoyang, and all the surrounding cities will be yours. I can even grant you Hangu Pass, Wu Pass, and Tong Pass. But Shangdang and Puban—"
As he spoke, his tone became even harsher, but he stopped, as if even at this moment, he was still unwilling to reveal the truth that he had been concealing.
His sons were constantly tearing at each other and fighting. No matter how many rewards he gave or how he tried to mediate, he could not ease the conflict and antagonism between them. This son, who had originally conquered a vast territory for him, allowing him to live a carefree life in Chang'an, had gradually become the greatest threat to his empire, his imperial power, and his dynasty.
But just as he hesitated, Yuwen Ye spoke up, saying firmly without the slightest hesitation, "Father, if you want me to go to Luoyang, I must go to Shangdang and Puban."
"..."
"If these two places are not available, I will not be the King of Qin in Luoyang, but will remain in Chang'an and be the King of Qin in Chang'an."
"you--"
Yuwen Yuan finally couldn't contain his anger and slammed his palm heavily on the table.
With a loud bang, the wine cups filled with fine wine on the table were shaken and fell to the ground, spilling the clear wine all over the floor. The palace maid standing behind him gasped in fright and hurriedly knelt down.
Grandpa Yu was also frightened and turned pale. He hurriedly went forward to pick it up.
Yuwen Yuan said in a deep voice, "Step back!"
The low shout startled Eunuch Yu, who immediately froze and cautiously retreated to the side.
As the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, Yuwen Cheng revealed a sinister smile—this was the result he wanted. He had long known that, given the current situation and Yuwen Ye's personality, he wouldn't obediently go to Luoyang; he would definitely make some demands. As long as his demands showed even the slightest hint of overstepping his bounds, he would immediately fan the flames, igniting Yuwen Yuan's dissatisfaction with Yuwen Ye.
He just hadn't expected Yuwen Ye to be so bold.
Who doesn't know that during the Battle of Luoyang, Shi Yuxin, who was still under Xiao Yuansui's command, once wanted to use these two places to march south and directly advance into Chang'an? Now he wants these two places, his intentions are practically written on his face. How is this any different from having an unsheathed sword hanging on the screen behind Yuwen Yuan?
Yuwen Cheng almost burst out laughing – Yuwen Ye is far too arrogant!
These words echoed almost identically in Yuwen Yuan's mind.
He stared intently at his son, his lips trembling as if he were about to utter those words, but he ultimately held back. Yuwen Ye, on the other hand, sat quietly without uttering a word, and this attitude spoke volumes. He would not back down or compromise; if Yuwen Yuan did not give him Shangdang and Puban, he would not retreat to Luoyang.
The father and son faced off in silence, yet the silence seemed to conceal a massive battle between thousands of troops.
How dangerous this standoff is!
At this moment, even Shang Ruyi, who had resolved not to speak easily, felt a sense of unease. No matter what, Yuwen Yuan was, after all, the emperor. He could tolerate his ministers vying for credit and rewards, and even allow his son to take one or two risks, but he absolutely could not tolerate anyone threatening his imperial power and safety. If the father and son continued this standoff, perhaps today—
Shang Ruyi broke out in a cold sweat and was about to say something to ease the tension, but when she tried to speak, she didn't know what to say. At this moment, it was as if she was in the midst of a massive battle, and nothing she did could help.
Just then, she suddenly heard a "whoosh" sound beside her.
Looking down, I saw that it was Yuan Gan who was crying.
The child was happily eating his cherry yogurt, and after finishing, he started licking the bowl clean. Because the adults were all busy talking about important matters, no one noticed him. But as the voices grew louder and the atmosphere became more tense, even though he couldn't understand what the adults were saying, he sensed danger. Holding the jade bowl, he stared at everyone with wide eyes.
Then, a muffled thud was heard as Yuwen Yuan slammed his hand on the table. The child was startled at first, and finally burst into tears.
The child's innocent voice broke the tense atmosphere and brought everyone back to their senses. Yuwen Ye frowned and immediately reached out to stroke his son's head: "Yuan Gan, don't cry."
But at this moment, the child could not listen to these words. Yuan Gan cried even louder. When the aggrieved and frightened cry reached Yuwen Yuan's ears, the anger rising in his heart immediately dissipated a bit. He instinctively wanted to say something softly to comfort his grandson, but for a moment he could not open his mouth.
Seeing this, Shang Ruyi had a flash of inspiration. She immediately reached out and hugged Yuan Gan, gently comforting him, "Yuanzi, Yuanzi, my good boy, don't cry."
"Waaaaah, waaaaah..."
The child pursed his lips, and although his voice wasn't loud, glistening tears rolled down his chubby little face like beads from a broken string, soaking his clothes. He looked both pitiful and adorable.
Shang Ruyi gently coaxed him, then took the hairpin from her head, held it up to the child and shook it lightly. The golden butterfly wings on it collided together, making a crisp and melodious tinkling sound that immediately attracted Yuan Gan's attention. Shang Ruyi took the opportunity to say, "Here, play with this, don't cry."
Yuan Gan immediately reached out to take it.
Just then, Yuwen Yuan saw the hairpin and his eyes suddenly widened: "This is—"
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