Jiubian smiled, sat on the edge and poured himself a cup of tea: "He is smart, and he is not obsessed with this power. If you just change someone and say that you want to make him the crown prince, it would not be a happy day."
Power is alluring. How many people in the world are indifferent to this world and don't covet it at all.
Even if it were him, he wouldn't dare to say that he refused just because he said he would.
Li Lindao: "He can see clearly."
If he were a king, he would be responsible for thousands of miles of rivers, mountains, and people. As a prince, he only needed to run his errands well. He already had power, wealth, and everything, so why bother.
Li Lin pondered: "I'm thinking about Chen Qi."
Li Lin thought about it for a long time, and logically speaking, he shouldn't be involved in Chen Qi's affairs at this point. He didn't want to be involved in things like court changes, let alone Chen Qi.
Jiubian paused for a moment, then looked at his young master steadily. After a while, he thought of something: "Young Master is worried about the outbreak of war. The Jinning Palace and the Zhenguo Palace..."
The Jinning Palace is Su Wan's family, and the Zhenguo Palace is her maternal grandfather's family. If Chen Qi really goes to Beiyuan and disrupts the situation with one hand, the Beiyuan royal court will be ambitious, and there will definitely be chaos in the future.
If something goes wrong, the Duke of Zhenguo must go into battle in armor, that is, the Duke of Jinning. Although there are no military symbols now, if the court needs it, how can Duke Jinning sit still.
In the worst case scenario, if Dong Zhao is destroyed, where will the Duke of Zhenguo and the Duke of Jinning go? ! After this destruction, how many people are left? !
Li Lin didn't care about these things in various countries, but he always had to think about Su Wan. If something happened to anyone, he knew it was happening but didn't stop it, for fear of being sorry for her.
If she found out one day, she would definitely blame him.
Jiubian knocked on the edge of the table with his fan: "What does that young master mean?!"
Li Lin thought for a while and then said: "Let Hui Feng stop Chen Qi and promise him the life of the prince."
The best solution is this. Since the mistakes made by the prince will be borne by the prince alone, why bother affecting the people of the country.
Jiubian was stunned again: "Young Master plans to take action against the Crown Prince, but now, Young Master is in Dong Zhao. If Dong Jun finds out that Young Master killed his son, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to Young Master."
"If Dongjun knows about it, it will not be good for Li Cheng."
Li Lin took a sip of tea and said, "Who said we were the ones who did it? We stopped him and gave him a chance to do it himself. It doesn't matter if he kills someone with a borrowed knife. It doesn't matter."
Jiubian immediately understood after hearing this: "This is a good idea!"
If the prince is dead, he is dead. He has harmed so many people, and he deserves to die. It is not worth it if he causes a series of things. If Chen Qi can get revenge and resolve the grudges in his heart, that is also good. .
After all, if he went to Beiyuan and the prince was protected by the emperor, he might not be able to do so.
"My subordinates will send Hui Feng to handle these matters."
"Go ahead."
Jiubian said goodbye and left. Li Lin sat in the room, slowly ate a piece of moon cake and smiled helplessly.
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After the deposed prince was sent to Yuanmingyuan, the people in the imperial city were in a stir again. They thought that the emperor deposed the prince and demoted him to Prince An was the end, but he did not expect that there would be a follow-up.
The person who originally wanted to write a letter stopped abruptly, and then began to boast that the emperor was a wise king, and punished his son for making mistakes.
Someone said with their own eyes that the deposed prince and the deposed prince concubine were escorted into Yuanmingyuan. Even the concubines in the East Palace were dismissed by the emperor. The East Palace was now in chaos and noisy.
As they talked, they started talking about Su Ran, the most talented woman in the Imperial City. She said that after something happened in the East Palace, Su Ran ran back to Jinning Palace.
"Hey, do you think the Jinning Palace will take her in?!"
"This is the most talented woman in the Imperial City. I really like her poetry."
"No, it's because she was unlucky and ended up in the East Palace. Now, she still doesn't know where to go!"
Everyone lamented Su Ran's fate, feeling that this talented goddess whom they admired was really pitiful and had such bad luck. Who knew how the prince could do such bad things and still be deposed.
Otherwise, according to her status, she will be at least one of the four concubines in the future. If she is lucky, she can also become a noble concubine.
Now that the deposed prince is under house arrest in Yuanmingyuan, all the female relatives in the East Palace have been dismissed except for the prince. She is also married, so it is a question whether the Duke of Jinning will let her stay.
"If not, let's jointly appeal to the Jinning Palace. This matter has nothing to do with Miss Su in the first place. If the Jinning Palace doesn't take her in, where will she go?!"
Someone sneered: "Brother Zhao, if no one takes him in, you can just take him in. I remember you raised a lot of them in your other home."
The so-called Brother Zhao said: "This is different. The girls in my other courtyard are all there for entertainment. How can they compare with Miss Su? Miss Su is the goddess in my heart."
"If I had a few words with her, I would be willing to die."
"It seems true, but after all, she is a girl from Jinning Palace. Even if she remarries, she will not be able to enter your villa."
"Besides, the concubine of the deposed prince has been sent out of the palace, so who would dare to marry her!"
"No."
"It's really pitiful. You remember, Miss Su once wrote a poem called "Ode to the Burial of Flowers". Didn't there be a sentence in it: "When flowers fade and the flowers fly all over the sky, who can pity them when their fragrance disappears?" I heard She looks like Miss Su today."
"Yes, yes, what else: The peaches and plums will be released again next year. Who will be in my boudoir next year?"
"The incense nest has been built in March, the swallows in the beams are so ruthless!"
"Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost, the sword force each other."
"..."
"Once the beauty is gone in spring, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die without knowing it!"
In this snow-storm building, the students recited the poem "Ode to Burial Flowers" and sighed with regret. They felt that Su Ran was really pitiful. This poem she had written was just like her current situation. portrayal.
pitiful!
"Everyone!" At this time, a middle-aged man in green shirt with a goatee and beard stood up, cupped his hands towards the students, and then asked, "This poem you are talking about is "The Burial of Flowers" "?"
Someone replied: "It's the poem "Burning Flowers". This poem talks about the plight of a poor girl who lives in someone else's house. It was written by Miss Su.
"Miss Su?!" The middle-aged man was confused, "Who is Miss Su?!"
"Oh, brother, you have just arrived in the Imperial City, and you don't even know about Miss Su."
The middle-aged man replied: "I just arrived at the Imperial City today."
"It's no wonder, this Miss Su, her name is Su Ran, she is the fifth daughter of Duke Ning of Jinning, but she is the most talented woman in our Eastern Zhao Dynasty, she is good at writing poems, and this Flower Burial Song is her casual composition .”
"Miss Su is so talented, and other students like us feel inferior to her. We are really ashamed."
"No!"
