Chapter 328 The Prince Feels He Shouldn’t Be Here
"Whatever makes you happy." The emperor also knew Changyou's temper. He was not good at the twists and turns in the court. He said that because he didn't want this guy to run around with his wife anymore.
If all the civil and military officials in the court knew that the emperor said that the old Marquis Zhao was not good at strategy, they would probably say disrespectfully, "Your Majesty, you are blind!"
"Then I would like to thank the emperor very much." This time, Lord Zhao was busy eating snacks and didn't even need to bow.
Seeing Changyou like this, the emperor signaled with his eyes that Eunuch Zhuo should remove the snacks. Eunuch Zhuo had served the emperor for so many years that he had some tacit understanding with him. He immediately ordered the snacks next to Old Marquis Zhao to be removed.
Lord Zhao could only look at the emperor sitting at the top in confusion, "Your Majesty, your servant..."
"Okay, you've eaten a lot. When you leave the palace later, ask Eunuch Zhuo to pack a few more for you to take with you." The emperor looked at Changyou's head full of white hair and found it very annoying. He thought that Wei must be unable to control him. He would send an imperial physician to the mansion to give him a good treatment. He must not let him eat and drink like this.
The prince was stunned to see the development of this matter. He had only one thought at this moment, "The court officials really did not lie to me. Lord Zhao is really favored."
"I have been here for so long, but I haven't asked about the emperor's health yet?"
Speaking of this, the emperor had no intention of hiding it from the people present. "I'll leave it at that! I can still live for two years!"
"emperor……"
"Father..."
Old Marquis Zhao was surprised. He felt that the emperor was not lying, so he looked at the emperor with great concern.
The prince thought his father was joking, but even if it was a joke, he knelt on the ground. When eunuch Zhuo heard the emperor say this, he also knelt on the ground immediately.
For a moment, the atmosphere at the scene was very cold, and Lord Zhao had to come out to liven it up: "It's awkward for me to sit alone, how about I kneel down too!"
"I am not a human being, but Changyou is the only one who believes that what I say is the truth!" After the emperor said this, he did not forget to look at the prince who was kneeling obediently on the ground with contempt, feeling that it was really shameful to watch.
The kneeling prince deeply regretted not finding an excuse to slip away right from the start. How could a prince like him listen to such words? He was truly afraid that his father would find a reason to silence him in a few days.
"Is there no other way?" Although the old Marquis Zhao no longer had much affection for the emperor since his youth, he did not want him to die so early.
"People will eventually die when they get old! If you're not afraid, why should I be? When I'm gone, I won't have to worry about so many things, and I'll be able to live a life where I know someone will hold me up even if the sky falls."
To say that the Emperor was not afraid of death would be a lie. The Emperor was afraid in his heart, but a man could not lose face in front of his children and friends.
Lord Zhao didn't take the emperor's boast seriously. As old people, how could they not be afraid of death? But he still gave what he felt was the most sincere advice.
"Your Majesty, please don't overwork yourself. Take good care of yourself. We couldn't do it before, but now we have a crown prince! All the hard and heavy work will be done by the crown prince. Young people are definitely willing to do these things. This way, Your Majesty will definitely live a few more years, and then we can travel around."
The prince, kneeling on the ground, tried to hide again. He looked at the old Marquis Zhao in disbelief, and kept roaring in his heart, "I am not, I did not, the old Marquis Zhao, please don't talk nonsense."
The Emperor nodded in agreement, as the Imperial Physician had actually suggested the same thing in a subtle way. However, the Crown Prince was glaring at Old Marquis Zhao and didn't notice his father nodding.
Lord Zhao did notice the look in the Crown Prince's eyes, but he felt that he was helping the Crown Prince and was not afraid that he would hold a grudge. Instead, he calmly took the tea beside him and drank it slowly, pretending not to see the look in Crown Prince Yang Jingchen's eyes.
The emperor felt that if he had to choose between life and death and power, he would rather choose to live a good life.
"Do you want to support your nephew?"
Wu Anhou was drinking tea when the emperor suddenly said this. Old Marquis Zhao lost control and spit out his tea, "Your Majesty, I am being disrespectful!"
Old Lord Zhao immediately knelt down and apologized. He was still very careful about his behavior.
"I didn't say anything, but you old fellow knelt down so quickly. Hurry up and get up! You are old and weak, aren't you afraid of breaking your legs from kneeling?"
"It has been a long time since I last saw His Majesty, so it is normal for me to have some reaction. But what did the Emperor mean by that just now?"
Seeing that the emperor was not angry, Lord Zhao sat up and asked bravely.
"As for the grandson born to my third son, I can't remember his name right now."
Seeing that he finally had the opportunity to interrupt, the prince quickly said, "Replying to the emperor, my name is Yang Chengfu."
"Yes, Yang Chengfu, he is the son of your little daughter Zhao Shuiyun. If you want to raise him, I will have someone bring him out from the mansion where the Third Prince is imprisoned and raise him for you to play with."
The Emperor truly didn't care about this grandson. He mentioned this because he was thinking about the Third Prince's recent frequent letters of repentance. Although his relationship with his third son had been severed, he could still agree to this small request, just to give Changyou some face.
To be honest, Wu Anhou wanted to raise the child, after all, it was his daughter's child, but after thinking about it, he refused: "Forget it, I am old. There is no peace in Wu Anhou's mansion. I am worried that someone will take advantage of the child in my mansion, which will hurt everyone. In this case, it is better not to give him hope."
"It's up to you!" The emperor did not force Lord Zhao to support him, and he also knew that what the old man said was true.
Only the Crown Prince, unseen by the Emperor and Old Marquis Zhao, pursed his lips. He strongly suspected his father had been replaced; otherwise, how could he say such a thing? How could a royal descendant be kept for the amusement of a minister? He wanted to say, "Father, wake up." Unfortunately, he didn't dare.
The emperor and Marquis Zhao chatted about all sorts of things for a while before the emperor noticed the prince standing next to him.
The emperor frowned and looked at the prince in disbelief, "Why are you still here?"
This question confused the prince. "Then I'll take my leave," the prince said and prepared to leave, thinking that he could finally leave the palace and return home early today.
The emperor pursed his lips in silence, "What are you dreaming of! Take the memorial to the back and review it. Didn't you hear that your father needs a good rest? You have no eyesight at all."
The prince could only say that he was the only one hurt in the world. He could only hold a pile of memorials in his arms and go to the back to look at them.
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