Chapter 206 Just to Live Up to Her
Hearing this, Qing Wu blinked slowly and frowned, "What are you talking about? Grandma is already sixty-three years old..."
But she slowed down at the end. After knowing the grandmother's identity, Qingwu also inquired about many of her deeds. The most famous of them was naturally the fight between her and Zhongzong for the throne... Did the grandmother really not want to be the emperor?
Her eyes moved, and she was unsure herself.
Seeing Qingwu's hesitation, Xiao Ji smiled and said, "You think what I said is right, don't you? Although I haven't had much contact with Grandma, based on the scene when I first met her, she was still galloping on horseback in her sixties. I think she also has great ambitions."
That's true. Grandma isn't the kind of person who feels inferior and gives up on herself because of her age, but... Qingwu couldn't help but look at Xiao Ji. How could he say that so easily, as if what he was giving up was just an ordinary object.
Qing Wu couldn't help but reach out and poke Xiao Ji's arm: "You fool, can the throne be given away?"
Xiao Ji, however, grasped her finger, his expression surprisingly serious. "This is no joke. Grandma, as the daughter of the Xiao family and the Yang Emperor, is capable of maintaining peace through both civil and military means. If she ascended the throne, it would be a blessing for the country."
His voice trailed off, a note of introspection lingering in his voice. "Over the past few months, as my knowledge has broadened, I've become increasingly aware of my own shortcomings. While I understand propriety and morality, I only have a limited understanding of state governance. If I were to succeed hastily, I'd likely need the assistance of my ministers, perhaps even just enough to handle the situation."
The setting sun outside the window shone on his handsome face, reflecting a fiery honesty: "Rather than letting someone as inexperienced as me struggle to support it, it would be better to let someone more capable take on this important task."
He was able to sit on the throne of the crown prince only because of his status. In terms of ability and character, how could he compare with my grandmother?
Looking into those clear peach blossom eyes, Qingwu suddenly felt that fate had drawn a perfect closed circle.
The emperor was wary of this son who had the blood of the Yang family, so he specifically instructed Yao Lao to teach only poetry, books, etiquette and morality, and to hide all the imperial power tactics.
Now, this young man who was deliberately trained to be a modest gentleman has, as he wished, engraved his responsibility to the people of the world and his belief in appointing people based on their merits into his bones and blood.
This prince who was deliberately "raised to waste" was determined to give up the throne of the emperor to his aunt who almost made him a prince because of his pure and innocent heart.
The right to inherit the throne, which had obsessed the emperor all his life and cherished as a treasure, was just an ordinary matter of selecting talents for the world in his eyes.
Qing Wu looked at the sincere young man before her, and a sudden pang of bitterness welled up in her heart. She threw herself into his arms again, her voice choking with sobs, "You...you're very good like this."
Wasn't it his sincerity, affection, kindness, and integrity that she liked? But she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. As the crown prince, he shouldn't have been deliberately raised like this. The contradiction between the two made her feel both happy and bitter.
Sensing the girl's thoughts, Xiao Ji lowered his head and rubbed her temples. The sadness in his eyes gradually faded away, and he jokingly comforted her:
"Am I lucky? If I had been raised to be scheming, I probably wouldn't have won the favor of Qingqing and Grandma."
All I can say is that everything has cause and effect.
Qing Wu was amused by his words and burst into laughter. She raised her hand and gently hit his chest: "Who said you were stupid? You have a pure heart, which is rare."
Xiao Ji pursed his lips and finally resisted pointing out that she had just called him a fool, so as not to embarrass and anger him.
Outside the window, dusk completely enveloped the courtyard. The rain bells under the eaves swayed gently in the evening breeze, making a crisp sound.
Qingwu looked at the young man with his back to the door, his profile tinged with a faint blue light, and felt a clarity in his heart.
Yes, it was this kind of Xiao Ji who would still cherish her after knowing her true identity; it was this kind of Xiao Ji who would not take other people's help for granted and would give way to his grandmother because she was more suitable.
Those "shortcomings" that were deliberately cultivated turned out to be his most precious qualities.
"The holiday is in two days, so should I write a visiting card now? I wonder if grandma would be willing to see us."
Seeing him walking towards the desk, Qing Wu couldn't help but chuckle and followed him with a leisurely pace, saying, "Who was it that vowed to me earlier that he would fight for that position? Now you're so eager to assist others? Such fickleness makes me doubt the sincerity of your original ambitions."
She was just joking, but she saw the boy suddenly stop and turn around.
Xiao Ji blinked his peach blossom eyes, revealing a playful expression: "It's easy to want to be an emperor, but it's hard to actually do it. Just thinking about stepping into that position puts pressure on the lives and hopes of many people..."
His voice gradually lowered, then rose again, "But it's much easier to assist others. Besides—"
A smile appeared on his lips. "I'm not really generous. If grandma ascends the throne, considering how much she loves you, will she let me suffer any injustice?"
There was a sly glint in his eyes. "I know what's happening. Being a 'crony' who relies on a woman's influence is easier than working hard on my own, isn't it? Am I smart?"
Qing Wu was left in a state of confusion by his twisted logic. Granted, given Grandma's temperament, she would certainly treat them well if she ascended the throne. But things are unpredictable, and who can guarantee that things will remain unchanged forever?
But seeing how clear-headed and open-minded he was, Qingwu suddenly felt that it was unnecessary to say anything.
After all... if grandma were the emperor - that would be really great!
Even Qingwu, who was usually calm, couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. That was the emperor!
To be honest, although she trusted Xiao Ji, she trusted her grandmother who raised her since she was a child more than her husband. Her husband might change his heart, but her grandmother would never change.
If my grandmother ascends the throne, he will be intimidated by her power and treat me well...
As Qingwu was thinking about it, her eyes fell on the young man who was working at the desk with a pen in hand, and her eyes suddenly became moist.
How could he, as intelligent as she was, not have thought of all that she could think of? This was clearly him actively handing his weakness over to her...
As he jokingly said, he was willing to be a "nepotist" and willing to be restricted by his grandmother just to live up to her.
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