Chapter 37: The momentum

Feng Wuhen has become increasingly used to the emperor's summons a few days later, so he no longer had the unhappy expression when facing the envious eyes of the ministers. However, the people who were watching in the dark showed deep concerns about this. Although the four princes on Feng Wuyan's side were afraid, even the older generation of emperor uncles and first-rate were full of vigilance towards him. Feng Wuhen's actions in recent years were in line with the emperor's wishes. If this supreme really made him the crown prince, wouldn't others have wasted their efforts and asked him to choose a ready-made bargain?

Although Feng Wuxi had been appointed as the king of the court for a long time, due to the chaos in the court, Xiao Yunchao was exhausted and had no time to care about other things, and actually left the matter of asking for Feng Wuxi to work behind. Concubine Yu was busy seizing favors, and was really dissatisfied with his young son's behavior, so he couldn't help but neglect Feng Wuxi. As one goes up and down, the door of Prince Ning's Mansion was much colder than before.

Feng Wuxi is not a fool, so he naturally noticed this change. Now every time he enters the palace to pay tribute, he often shows fatigue after saying a few words, and his father shows no feelings of the same kindness as before, and often has a faint relationship. This is fine, even the mother who has always favored him and loved him is no longer as before. Not only do he often blame him for being spoiled, but even if he pampers a maid, he has to speak out and say something, which makes him extremely angry.

This Prince Ning, who was too doting since childhood, could not stand such neglect? Therefore, as Feng Wuhen's favor became increasingly popular, Feng Wuxi's temper became stronger and stronger. He had a servant in the mansion all day long, and he was in a state of trouble. Those servants who originally thought they had followed their good masters could only lament that their fate was worrying, but they had no choice but to hinder the power of the Xiao family, and no one dared to quit.

On this day, Feng Wuxi reluctantly raised his spirit to enter the palace to pay his respects, but unexpectedly he was stopped at the door of Qinzheng Hall. Although Shi Liushun had a humble and respectful flattery on his face, Feng Wuxi could not hide his anger from it, and immediately could not hide his anger. "Go away! No matter what the father has to do, how can I not see me? You are just a lowly eunuch slave. You dare to block my way. It would be too overestimated!" In a hurry, Feng Wuxi's words lost their previous politeness and forgot what Concubine Yu had always ordered.

Although Shi Liushun was just a slave, he was polite to him in the palace except the emperor and even the concubines. Even Concubine Yu was worried that he was the emperor and never called him around. At this moment, he was furious after being beaten up with such a slap. However, he was a cunning person and became even more respectful on his face.

"Your Highness Eleventh is right, the slave is just a eunuch, so naturally he is not qualified to block your way. However, the emperor summoned the Seventh Prince alone in it, and had a verbal order that outsiders should not enter without permission, so the slave did not dare to violate the order. If Your Highness Eleventh Prince really has the filial piety, you might as well wait for a while here and wait for the emperor to have free time, and you will naturally summon him. If Your Highness Eleventh Prince can't wait, you might as well go back to the mansion first. After the emperor has received the Seventh Prince, I will send someone to inform you about what, and I don't know when it will end here." Shi Liushun's words were extremely sinister. Feng Wuxi was a spoiled person. Once this was said, the eleventh Prince who could not bear it would be furious. In this way, the emperor would definitely be unhappy. If it was a minor attack, it would be added with different punishments.

Feng Wuxi was indeed deceived. If someone else was making a mistake inside, he might still be able to resist this tone, but the brother who was the same father and mother was invited to favor inside, but he was angry outside, which was something he could not accept. He was already a little angry and threw Shi Liushun into his head and pushed open the door of the hall regardless of everything.

The emperor was listening to Feng Wuhen’s report on the experience of Shui Yu Shengyan that day, so he was distraught. He was furious when he heard the noise outside. When he was about to scold him, he saw Feng Wuxi breaking in. "Wuxi, what are you doing? Didn’t you see that I have something to discuss with your seventh brother? You are so unruly, how did those teachers teach you? The person comes, send him to Lingbo Palace and ask Concubine Yu to discipline this evil! "

Feng Wuxi unexpectedly encountered his father's thunder as soon as he entered the door. His aura just now became weaker, but when he saw Feng Wuhen sitting next to him, he felt extremely aggrieved. He didn't know where he got his strength, so he broke away from the guards, knelt on the ground a few steps forward, and knocked three times in a row, and his forehead was covered in black. "Father, I know, I will enter the palace to pay my respects today. Who would have thought that someone would be blocked from the door? He behaved a little more wildly. But the seventh brother and Erchen are brothers. Why did the father avoid others when he talked to him? Erchen just asked An and left, which was not a problem for him!"

The emperor was already a little relieved when he saw Feng Wuxi kowtow, but he still stubbornly said that he even pointed his finger at Feng Wuhen, who had nothing to do, and was so angry that he couldn't even speak. Only then did he deeply regret that Feng Wuxi was too indulging in the past. It is conceivable how could a prince who forgot his duty to take on the important task of the crown prince?

"Take him down, I won't pursue it even if Jun Qian said crazy. Wuxi, go back and ask your mother what it means to do!" The emperor changed his expressionless look and waved his hand to signal the guard to take Feng Wuxi down, regardless of what he was still shouting.

The moment Feng Wuxi broke in just now, Feng Wuhen clearly felt the resentment on this younger brother. Unexpectedly, after eight years, the relationship between the two was completely reversed. He used to be jealous of Feng Wuxi who monopolized the eyes of his father and mother, but now it was his turn to cover the light of others. It was really this impermanence in the world. He sneered in his heart, but he still showed a look of panic on his face. He left his seat and knelt down when Feng Wuxi and other guards retreated. "Father, don't be angry. After all, the Eleventh Brother is still young and has a little impulsive. He just misses his father's body, so he acts recklessly. Please don't care."

This was said quite appropriately, but the emperor hated Feng Wuxi's ignorance just now, so he just snorted coldly. "A person who is eighteen years old only knows to care about such things. I think his ability is only limited! Forget it, let's not talk about him." The emperor's tired look flashed, and then continued the topic just now, "Those brothers of mine are often uneasy. I will ask someone to deal with it, so you don't have to worry about this matter."

Feng Wuhen quickly stood up and stopped pestering Feng Wuxi's affairs. It was a mediocre person who took advantage of the situation. He did not want to destroy his father's good impression of himself. The father and son discussed a few other things, and the emperor's tiredness came up, and his spirit was a little unhealthy. Feng Wuhen quickly asked for his retreat with the opportunity, but when he was about to go out, he heard the emperor warn him again: "Please keep what I give you, don't have any other thoughts. Instead of letting those capable people make up their ideas, it is better to let others do something real. Sometimes, man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. I don't want you to follow the old path of the other brothers!"

Feng Wuhen was sweating profusely when he heard this. The sudden statement from his father undoubtedly told him not to think about the little golden tube. He didn't know what he had answered, but in the end he left the Qinzheng Hall in a bit of embarrassment. He now felt that he was becoming increasingly unable to guess the emperor's wishes.

Feng Wuxi naturally had a good lesson from Concubine Yu. At the same time, many people in the court had received the message and were preparing to brew a storm. The sky morning followed the master's instructions and secretly contacted Feng Wuyan and others. Even the princes who had no longer cared about the matter were all moved. For a moment, many officials received instructions, waiting for someone to fire the first shot. Because the royal spy lost his previous efficiency due to Feng Jue's "death", this big move had not yet attracted the attention of the emperor.

Finally, Cui Xun, the Minister of Rites, fired his head and sent a ten thousand-word memorial, which recorded the various reasons why the wise kings in ancient times could not escape the Xiaoyun Rebellion, and asked the emperor to establish a crown prince as soon as possible to provide the founding of the country. The emperor had not set a throne for many years, so there were quite a lot of such memorials, so Shangshu turned it to the imperial court without caring about it. Unexpectedly, this was just the beginning. In just five days, memorials from the capital and various places who requested the emperor to establish a crown soon almost filled the entire study room. The several great scholars who had always acted cautiously were all confused, and the clerks were all restrained, fearing that they would anger the favorite ministers of these emperors.

Such a massive petition made the emperor feel deeply powerless. No matter who is appointed as the crown prince, it is impossible to calm the storm. Moreover, according to his own nature, it is impossible to make a decision under the pressure of the ministers. Although the emperor had already realized that it was his old opponent who had initiated the chaos, the large number of readers made it impossible for him to issue an order to blame anyone. Moreover, these people were all in the name of being considerate of the country and the country, and there was no refutation in the memorial. If it were written in groups of people in the past, the emperor might have put pressure on the ministers to calm down, but now he could no longer use this method.

At this critical moment, the emperor no longer cared about Shanghai Guanyu's obsession. He had previously ignored his illness just because of his own selfishness, but now he must be allowed to come out. In terms of the emperor's current thoughts, it would be better to let him devote all his efforts to state affairs than to let an old minister die like this. He can still clearly distinguish the truth about the royal family affairs compared to the country.
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