Chapter 517 Jin Cheng's Accusation

After Zong Zhao left, Luo Jingfeng was still angry.

Chu Jincheng came over with a smile and said sweetly, "Uncle, why are you so angry as soon as you get back? It's not good for your health to be angry all the time. You will get sick easily."

Luo Jingfeng lowered his head and snorted, "It's because I'm worried about you. I haven't seen you for a year. Who knows what they said to you to sow discord between you?"

"No, no, I'm learning from them how to be an emperor. The thing you're worried about hasn't happened at all. If you don't believe me, look, aren't I very close to you now?" The young boy tried his best to build a relationship with his uncle, and spoke kind words one after another.

Luo Jingfeng was obviously pleased. He smiled and said, "Okay, let's just assume that they didn't stir up trouble. But you still need to clarify the matter of your uncle. His desire for a few counties is just a small matter. If you reject him repeatedly, it will only make people laugh at our family. I have sent someone to intercept your rejection letter and bring it back. Can you write him another edict to grant him the fiefdom?"

The little devil's smiling face suddenly froze.

He felt his body temperature gradually cool down, and his uncle's arm trembled slightly. Jin Cheng asked in disbelief, "You blocked my memorial to the King of Zhennan?"

When he asked this question, he felt his voice floating in the air, that trembling, unbelievable voice, as if it came from someone else's mouth.

Luo Jingfeng didn't realize anything was wrong yet, he still raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Yes, I asked someone to rush it back 800 miles, otherwise it would be too late to reach Yunnan, your uncle would be sad to see it."

When the little devil got a definite answer, all his strength collapsed.

He pushed Luo Jingfeng away with all his strength, and his suppressed emotions suddenly burst out. He shouted angrily, "Luo Jingfeng! I am the emperor, I am the ruler of the world. What qualifications do you have to stop my memorials?"

Luo Jingfeng was stunned for a moment when he saw him so angry. He asked in confusion: "Cheng'er, why are you so angry? It's just a letter. After I send it back to you, can't you just rewrite it?"

The little devil retreated in despair.

His eyes were red, and he stepped back shaking his head, muttering, "You blocked my memorial, you blocked my memorial..."

At this moment, only God knows.

His world collapsed.

Even if he deliberately tried not to think about the differences in political views and world views between the two, even if he reminded himself to always remember the great military exploits that Luo Jingfeng had made for the country, even if the love that Luo Jingfeng showed him when he gave him 30,000 soldiers and horses emerged in his mind every day.

But now, at this moment.

Luo Jingfeng's action completely shattered all the previous illusions, his self-esteem, his pride, and all his fantasies about the relationship between uncle and nephew.

The Duke of Huguo was arrogant, conceited, and self-centered. He could ignore anyone who did what he wanted, no matter whether the other party was his nephew or the emperor.

That's the emperor's memorial...

Luo Jingfeng took back his memorial, which meant that everything was under Luo Jingfeng's control and everyone regarded Luo Jingfeng as more important than him.

What he did as an emperor... was like a bird raised by Luo Jingfeng.

"Cheng'er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Seeing that he was about to cry, Luo Jingfeng quickly stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and checked if there was anything wrong with his body.

The little devil held back his tears and said hoarsely, "Uncle, didn't you say that I will always be the first in your heart?"

Why, why didn't you choose me.

Why did you choose my uncle and give up on me?

Am I not the most important person to you?

Were you lying to me in all those things you said?

Luo Jingfeng couldn't hear every question in his mind.

Luo Jingfeng just frowned and said, "Of course you are the first person in your uncle's heart, and you will always be. Do you mind that I help your uncle to get the county? I just don't want to embarrass your uncle. After all, this is a very small matter. I really don't understand why you react so strongly. Is it because you think your uncle did nothing and took advantage of the court for nothing? Then how about using my military merits to make up for it? How about giving my rewards to your uncle instead?"

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The study became very quiet.

My uncle's words matched Prime Minister Shen's prediction.

He really wanted to use his military achievements to exchange for the King of Zhennan.

Chu Jincheng's eyes were red, and he asked aggrievedly and stubbornly, "What if I still don't agree?"

Luo Jingfeng's patience was already low, and he said sullenly, "Then I will have to examine Zong Zhao and Shen Qixian carefully to see what kind of ideas they have instilled in you to make you angry with me over such a small matter."

Judging from Luo Jingfeng's personality, if he has any doubts in his mind, he will not stop until he has found out the truth.

He was determined to give those counties to the King of Zhennan.

Can't be persuaded.

Jin Cheng understood.

He understood everything.

The little devil nodded, sniffed, and said solemnly: "Okay, I promise you, I will exchange my military merits for the fiefdom and give it to the King of Zhennan."

Since there is no way to prevent this outcome.

Just agree directly.

Give each other some face.

Luo Jingfeng's stern face finally relaxed. He smiled and said, "Be good, go and write the imperial edict. Later, your uncle will take you to learn archery. When the royal hunting season comes, I will let you kill everyone in the hunting ground."

Chu Jincheng sat in front of the dragon chair and began to write the edict to grant fiefdom. Every time he wrote a stroke he felt as if it was cutting his own body. It was so painful and uncomfortable.

"Uncle, the edict has been written. Please send someone to deliver it to Prince Zhennan. I'm a little tired and want to summon Madam Fusheng to talk to her." Jin Cheng's voice sounded a little tired.

Luo Jingfeng took the imperial edict in one hand and asked worriedly, "Cheng'er, you don't look well. Uncle will call the imperial physician to take a look at you."

The little devil shook his head and said indifferently: "No, I just want to see my mother. I miss her."

Luo Jingfeng frowned. Although he had always disliked the way his nephew addressed Xu Wan, Cheng'er was in a bad mood right now, so he decided not to say it now. He would find a chance to change his mind later.

After the Duke of Huguo left with the imperial edict.

Jincheng walked to the door of the main hall, sat in the sun, curled up, hugged her legs tightly with her hands, and waited obediently for her mother to enter the palace.

It's really strange.

The sunlight was so bright, but he felt very cold.

While waiting for his mother to enter the palace, Jin Cheng was thinking: His Highness once told him to hide his incompetence in front of the Luo family, so that even if he wants to do something in the future, he will have the opportunity.

A few days ago, while waiting for his uncle to come back, he also thought: What would happen if he played cards with his uncle?

If his uncle knew that he actually had the skills to rule as an emperor, knew that he was not a child who knew nothing, and knew that he really minded his uncle's pressure on him, would his uncle take the initiative to hand over his military power and willingly retreat behind the scenes to be his subject?