Chapter 3: Deep Scheming

The emperor stared at the memorials piled up in front of him and sighed softly. Sure enough, the third prince Feng Wuyan was not satisfied with the name of the prince of the regent. Moreover, the recent rise and fall of officials has obviously touched the sensitive nerve in the hearts of others. Just reading the memorials, Feng Wuyan became much more cautious. Compared with those who tried to show his shrewdness and wisdom, he often carefully attached opinions on the memorials, and then said "Present to the father and emperor's imperial reading."

However, Feng Wuyan's actions became more and more strange. He handed over the officials and bribed the royal family, and did everything. It seemed that the temptation of the throne to him was too deep. Unfortunately, he was also an overly persistent person! The emperor slowly stood up, his eyes a little confused. The battle for the throne he had experienced was like this. However, the heroes at that time had long become irreconcilable enemies, and now they have to meet each other, and they will never stop. He suddenly felt a sense of depression in his chest, and his face suddenly turned pale again.

"Emperor!" Shi Liushun, who had been standing on the side, was suddenly panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to support him. After serving the emperor for a few sips of hot tea, he saw that his master's face was slightly better, and the big stone in his heart was immediately put down. However, he still suggested with concern: "Your Majesty, should you invite that person over to see you? If there is anything wrong, the slave can't afford it even if he has ten heads."

The emperor knew his condition well and nodded and agreed immediately. Shi Liushun gave a wink at Wang Hai, who was beside him, and hurried out to find someone. Wang Hai carefully stepped forward to stroke the emperor's back. This was a mission he was used to, so the emperor's breath quickly calmed down. These days, the emperor's body became much weaker. Although there was no trace at all when he went to court, those who were close to him were all worried and scared. If there was anything, they would be buried with him.

As soon as he entered the hall, Zhenren of Ming Fang sighed deeply. The emperor's condition was really not optimistic. However, for the sake of the people, he had to obey the will of the supreme people and reluctantly delay his life. It was really funny that the five-year period he calculated and the threshold of that Lao Shi had completely fallen on himself. It turned out that he was the noble person in the emperor's destiny. If it weren't for the continuous use of acupuncture and true qi to suppress the emperor's condition these days, things would have been out of control.

The emperor looked at Ming Fang Zhenren with expressionless face and stabbed silver needles about an inch long into his body. After a long time, he said that he was sure to delay for another five years. Now that I have been sick again and again, what is going on? I am the emperor. Is it so difficult to delay for several years for the sake of the country and the country?" The emperor's face was full of displeasure and fatigue.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, this kind of art of stealing the sky is a taboo for practitioners. Besides, the emperor has requested another five years, and the bumps are not known to outsiders." Ming Fang Zhenren answered while collecting the silver needles with a very fast method, and gently twisting them at the other places. "In short, if there is such a treasure to protect the heart vein, the emperor should be able to survive, but don't get angry. I know that the emperor has had many people recently. Such a big fight will hurt the liver and spleen, and it is not good for the body. It's better to do it slowly."

The emperor couldn't help but smile bitterly. How could he drag it down? It was a fait accompli for a few sons to lose their heads, and those surviving cousins ​​or brothers were also ready to move. If you accidentally cause chaos, you may cause chaos. "I have to do it. If you follow the wishes of a father, it is the happiest thing for your son to have a future. Unfortunately, there is only one seat. If there is a son most suitable, I have to give up others. Speaking of this, I have to ask you, did you think of the current situation when you first saw the appearance? You must know that you have made a big mistake."

Zhenren Ming Fang couldn't help but be stunned. It was really strange that the emperor made a mistake in pursuing him at this time. Could it be... He looked at the servants serving around him inadvertently, as if he was hesitant, after all, those words were very relevant. The emperor snorted coldly, "Do not have to be scruples. These people were carefully selected by me. If anyone dared to gossip outside, I could peel them off!" These words were so murderous. The eunuchs and palace maids couldn't help but shrink their necks, and their faces were full of respect.

"I might as well say that although the art of observing people is a minor way, it also changes according to fate. Although all your nobles are Tianhuang nobles, their demeanors are different, and their future achievements are also different. If the emperor said that, I would have nothing to say, but I didn't expect him to change so quickly. But when he saw that he was inconsistent, there might be other variables in the future." Ming Fang Zhenren paused, as if he was considering the sentence, "If the emperor really had the will, he would probably have to put in great effort. Now the disputes in the outside world are too strong. To make those powerful ministers of aristocratic families bow down and obey the orders, it still depends on the emperor's decision."

The emperor looked surprised and nodded heavily. Although the words of Zhenren Ming Fang were obscure, he could still hear the meaning. He was also paving the way for his son. What is the difference between using more energy and using less energy? He smiled bitterly and murmured to himself: "God will not be willing to be an emperor who is good at beginning and ending well, so I don't care about killing. Since those people are determined to be unable to get along with me, they must be aware of death."

Zhou Yan stood respectfully behind Feng Wuhou, reporting the changes in the outside world one by one. The master's quick hand was greatly admired. Just looking at the third prince Feng Wuyan who suffered such a huge loss, it can be seen that the emperor's intentions were still unpredictable. At this time, he came forward to himself and brought humiliation. But he still couldn't understand that Feng Wuhou's power in various places was not strong, and even his mother's family had gradually declined. Why did the master still look so leisurely and contented?

"Respect, do you know why the father only ordered the third brother to assist in the government affairs rather than make him the crown prince?" Feng Wuhou asked inadvertently. Without waiting for the confidant behind him to answer, he continued to say to himself, "The third brother is too impatient. It was because his reputation spread throughout the court and the country that the father was swaying among him and his fifth brother. It should be noted that as a prince, it is certainly a pleasure to show his talents, but it is too popular but it means offending people deeper. Both the He family and the Xiao family are already in a big trend. Concubine De will not be a human being. Unless his father gave his mother to death before the grand ceremony, the third brother would not have to think about the position of the third brother."

Zhou Yan was frightened when he heard this. These words seemed to be a bit more ruthless and ruthless. He only realized that after following this prince for many years, he could not even understand his master's preferences and temperament. Those evaluations such as debauchery or incompetent or ignorant who were talked about by others really underestimated the prince Feng Wuhou.

"Speaking of the seventh brother of the king, I have also gone to Jingling for a while. You will draft a letter for me, greet him more, and bring some recent situations in the capital." Feng Wuhou said a little abruptly, with a trace of cunning light flashing in his eyes, "Since the wind direction is wrong, I should change the party, but the third brother needs to be perfunctory from time to time, and this matter is left to you."

Zhou Yan agreed and left in confusion. With such a master, he, as a subordinate, could only do his best to do his best. The rest should be thought about again in the future.

Feng Wuhou showed a sneer on his face, and it is still unknown if he says what he wants to die. Just look at the emperor's actions, the steadily and ruthless way, you can infer that Feng Wuyan's target this time was determined. If the father had the intention to make him a throne, he would never cut off his wings. Then he would have no way to withdraw early. At present, there is no hope of fighting for the throne, but as long as he can save his life in the current situation, if the new king chosen by the emperor cannot convince the public in the future, he can still take advantage of the situation.

However, it was a miscalculation that had made a feud with Feng Wuqing because of a woman. Who knew that this man who had never hummed or hum would surrender to Feng Wuhen for this? It seems that human potential should not be underestimated. Feng Wuhou smiled at himself, as if mocking his short-sighted and stupidity.

After hiding for a long time, Feng Jue finally appeared on the streets of the capital again. I don’t know what method he used, but he had completely changed his appearance at this time, and even those who are familiar with him were difficult to recognize. Although he had left the palace, years of hard work still had some results, and the news from the inside was quite impressive. Unfortunately, for the sake of safety, the people he installed were often low-ranking people, and he had no hope of doing big things.

He watched coldly and found that the figures of the secret spies had changed. Obviously, the emperor had prepared a lot, and there were all kinds of people in this kind of person, but the one who commanded them seemed to have no experience. Feng Jue only glanced at these people and showed disdain. He couldn't even practice the hidden arts well, and always showed superior appearance. He was really a group of incompetent secret spies.

He played a few tricks casually and got rid of the tail behind him and appeared in front of Tang Zengyuan's mansion with a complicated expression. Although he had never dealt with the people inside, he still vaguely noticed a trace of conspiracy during his time in command of the spy. Tang Zengyuan, as a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, had a vast relationship, but his wife, Du, often interacted with some strange people, and there was suspicion here. The reason why Feng Jue never leaked this matter was just for his own little calculation. No matter what, it was necessary to keep a few steps of secret chess for later use.
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