Wang family in the west of the city.
The head of the family, Wang Zhoubai, sipped the last sip of tea in his hand. He looked at his eldest son, Wang Jiayan, and said, "Yan'er, do you understand?"
Wang Jiayan, dressed in finery, looked puzzled. "Father, His Majesty is in the prime of his life, and his power is immense. Our Wang family has always been on His Majesty's side. What's going on now?"
Before he could finish his words, Wang Zhoubai smashed the teacup in his hand. "Foolish! I, Wang Zhoubai, have been smart all my life, so how could I have given birth to a son like you who is loyal to the emperor and patriotic?"
The irony in his words was so strong that Wang Jiayan blushed. He murmured, "The saints said so. Where did my son go wrong?"
"I'm letting you sit in on this so you understand. Our Wang family has nowhere to go. If I die one day, you must continue to lead the Wang family!
Your Majesty is indeed a wise ruler, so for the sake of his people, Your Majesty will not tolerate the existence of our family.
Now that the Crown Prince has been born, His Majesty is afraid that this will further disintegrate the aristocratic families. He must give the Crown Prince a peaceful and prosperous country!
If Wang Zhoubai hadn't been desperate, he wouldn't have joined forces with these people. They had originally just been keeping their tails between their legs, hoping to wait for His Majesty's sudden death and the new ruler to ascend the throne so they could continue their former glory.
The king and the scholars and officials rule the world together.
Anyone who is used to seeing the scenery from a high place would find it difficult to accept the contrast of suddenly falling to the bottom of the valley.
Thinking of the plan, Wang Zhoubai made up his mind.
Prince, you must die!
Yan Chengyu had no idea what was going on outside the palace.
He can now talk and walk, and his life is so wonderful.
He went to the same place every day, and without his knowledge, his life span had increased dramatically, reaching about three years. (The increase was in the number of days he could live.)
"I want this one." The cute little girl Yuxue sat on the couch, fiddling with the nine-linked ring with her hands, but her eyes were fixed on the phoenix hairpin on her mother's head.
The long oriental pearl tassel fell down, and every swing touched Yan Chengyu's heart.
The queen couldn't help but kiss and hug him when she saw his eager eyes.
She took out the hairpin from her bun and said softly, "Don't point this pointy hairpin towards you."
Yan Chengyu has always been intelligent, so the queen is not worried that he won't understand.
Sure enough, the little fat boy nodded heavily, and even the flesh on his face was shaking. "Yeah!"
Jiang Yuanxing looked at the little prince and felt itchy inside. He couldn't help but caress him. He really wanted to pinch the little prince's cheek.
"How about it, cute, right?" Wu Zhonghe came over with a smile. He was about to take the little prince to Xuanzheng Hall.
In just one hour, Emperor Mingxi had already urged several times.
The queen was used to her son being urged to come back whenever he stayed for too long.
She now wished that Emperor Mingxi would favor Yu'er a little more.
It is not known whether Concubine Liu is pregnant with a boy or a girl. Although the Queen gave birth to the eldest son, Emperor Mingxi still values Yu'er more.
But the queen still felt a little worried. Power and wealth are very tempting. Will Concubine Liu not fight for it?
If her Yuer knew that she had a younger brother, would she be sad and worried?
Whenever the queen thought of this, her heart ached.
She forced a smile, and Wu Zhonghe had some guesses about the queen's thoughts.
Although he knew that guessing the emperor's mind was a capital crime, he couldn't help but favor the young prince Wu Zhonghe, whom he had watched since childhood.
He flicked his whisk and, while picking up the fat boy, whispered, "Your Majesty, don't worry. In His Majesty's heart, no one can surpass our Crown Prince."
The Queen hadn't expected Wu Zhonghe to see through her thoughts. Hearing this, her worries lessened a bit. "Thank you, Otomo."
Wu Zhonghe bowed and left with Yan Chengyu in his arms.
Ever since Yan Chengyu nearly died from using his brain last time, the system's protection mechanism has been activated.
His memories will only seep into the years bit by bit.
So he was only one year old and had no idea what his mother was worried about.
Seeing Wu Banban whispering with his mother, he also pricked up his ears to listen.
When he saw his mother looking at him, he covered his face with his chubby hands and pretended that he knew nothing.
After Banban picked him up, Yan Chengyu concentrated on playing the Nine Rings game again.
Pei Hangqing was reporting state affairs to Emperor Mingxi. He lowered his head and told His Majesty everything he saw and heard.
"I knew those guys who relied on their seniority wouldn't stay still. Pei Qing, keep an eye on them. If necessary, I can execute them first and report later."
Emperor Mingxi was reviewing memorials without even raising his head.
Pei Hangqing's expression changed slightly. His Majesty spoke of killing people as if they were eating, and his tone did not change at all.
Did you know it a long time ago?
Just as he was thinking, a humming sound suddenly came from the hall.
Pei Hangqing stood there respectfully without looking up.
"Father, father!" Yan Chengyu sat on the door sill, using his two small hands to support himself so that he would not stick to it.
The ground that adults can easily cross is like a chasm for Yan Chengyu, and he cannot cross it even if he uses all his strength.
Now there is a snow-white ball hanging on it, so pitiful.
Wu Zhonghe wanted to hug him, but the little prince refused and insisted on sitting at the door and calling him father.
He spoke indistinctly and not very loudly.
But Emperor Mingxi, who was concentrating on state affairs, reacted instantly.
Emperor Mingxi looked at Yan Chengyu, whose legs were dangling, and his eyes seemed to contain spring breeze. "Yu'er, what is it that you are calling your father for?"
He was very bad. He knew what Xiaotuanzi asked him to do, but he pretended not to know.
Pei Hangqing couldn't help but look at the little prince and saw the embarrassment of the little guy.
His thin, cold lips curled up slightly, and his emotionless eyes also showed a smile.
He met this monarch again, the one he would serve in the future.
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