"Not only the experience, but also the prince's memory."
"[The Way of Government] +3000, promoted to level 16 (30/15000)"
Su Ziji managed to hold on, feeling his head buzzing as memories of countless princes poured into him. Su Ziji sat, looking into the void, with a sullen face and said nothing, and let out a sigh for a long time.
The prince used bloody scenes of fighting and memories to vividly show the cruelty of the dragon fight, and he had to accept this.
After all, for the prince, this was a self-exposed scar.
Wasn't the former prince the most powerful one in fighting for the dragon?
As a result, once he failed, not only did he die, but the entire Prince's Mansion ended tragically. His bloodline was almost cut off. The only bloodline that survived in the end was the daughter of Buhui.
The tragic outcome of the failed battle for the dragon is evident.
"The prince is the crown prince, and most of Dazheng's secrets are open to him."
"There are also many people who have taken refuge, both in the Yamen and the palace."
The room was dark, and Su Ziji could see without lighting a candle. After a while, he got up and went out.
This small cubicle next to the study is specially used for changing clothes and taking a nap. It is considered a secret room and has no windows. I went out and walked straight to the study. I walked to the case without saying a word. After thinking about it, I picked up the pen and meditated on the paper. Write down the name.
"In the memory of the prince, there are one or two hundred officials who count as his party members, but some of them became spineless when the prince was in trouble, and some were demoted after death. I have become relatively familiar with the officialdom of the capital this year. In my opinion, only There is still hope for one in ten.”
Su Ziji thought deeply and wrote down the names one by one. There were about ten people, but his eyes were fixed on one name: "Zhao Zhenhai?"
"Eunuch Zhao is the emperor's caring eunuch, but he has also been favored by the prince?"
"Prince, it's not easy!"
After thinking about it, he gently pushed open the wooden window in front of him, and a breeze blew in, soothing Su Ziji's boring and hot mood.
The word "quiet" written by him personally hung on the wall of the study. But when things came to a close, Su Ziji felt that even if he could write ten hundred quiet words, it would still be difficult for him to truly deal with the difficult matter of life and death. calm down.
"Zhenglong, the water is too deep."
I don't know when it began to drizzle outside the window. The summer rain was slightly windy, and it really relieved the heat.
Just like now, Su Ziji stood in front of the window, looking at the short tree in front of the wooden window with its leaves rustling in the wind, and felt that his mood had calmed down a little.
When it was drizzling, a light mist filled the air, making it difficult to see clearly from a distance.
The faint sound of pipa came from nowhere. Although it was not pleasant to hear, listening to it on such a rainy night, mixed with the drizzle, gave me a different feeling.
Farther away, there were a few lights floating in the corridor. They were maids holding lanterns walking together, talking and laughing, heading towards the princess.
"If the world fights for the dragon, won't it lead to death?" Su Ziji looked at the rain scene and muttered to himself.
If he really failed, everything in front of him and everything he owned would be killed and destroyed just like the former Prince's Mansion.
"Zheng Dynasty's luck has backfired on me. If I want to alleviate it, I need to combine the luck of the previous dynasty with the current one."
"If you want to join forces, it's up to the children who don't regret it."
After all, he and Buhui's child have the blood of the royal families of the previous dynasty and the current dynasty. Whether it is the luck of the previous dynasty Wei or the luck of the current dynasty Zheng, they will have a "incense" for this child. Affection".
But even if Buhui's child has the blood of the Dazheng royal family, he is actually an outsider according to custom. The reason for his success is probably due to the fact that Buhui is the only bloodline of the former prince. In this way, even if he is a married woman, The child he gave birth to became the only descendant of the prince, and could only be passed on by him.
The prince used to be the orthodoxy of Dazheng, and even if he failed later, he would still have influence. This was the most important reason why Su Ziji was able to successfully hide it before.
"It's enough to be a prince. Dazheng Sheji is not afraid of multiple idle kings."
"But if you want to seize the artifact, this little backlash is indeed the smallest."
Su Ziji understood that if he failed to fight for the dragon, not only would he be ruined, but the Dragon Palace would also be ruined if the prince who chose to support him would be ruined.
"So I can only win, not lose."
Gradually, murderous aura filled Su Ziji's body. He stared at one place and murmured: "It can't be like this anymore. The emperor has many choices. Naturally, he can throw me away at will, but if there is no other choice except me. What’s up?”
"Of the three adult princes, only King Shu and King Qi still have a chance. As long as something happens to King Shu and King Qi, who else can the emperor choose besides me?"
A flash of red flashed from Su Ziji's eyes, giving the drizzle a hint of murderous intent.
"Politically speaking, this approach is unwise and exposes oneself. But sometimes, one must have the awareness that the brave will win when faced with a narrow road."
"The emperor doesn't care about himself, so no matter how hard he fights for it, it will be in vain. He can only fight to the death."
"Let's deal with the King of Qi or the King of Shu through this matter."
Deal with one first, and the remaining one will not stay for long. More importantly, for the emperor, Su Ziji silently muttered: "Queen, and this Eunuch Zhao may be of great use."
"Last time, the queen gave in and the prince died. This time, if I want to die, will the queen fight to the death?"
"This is the last bit of her blood. If I die, even if I become the queen, how much relationship does Da Zheng have with her?"
"And Cao Yiyan, a mere Juren who dares to plot against me, will die!"
Zhennanbo Mansion
The drizzle was falling continuously, the prince's courtyard door opened, the boy held an oil paper umbrella, and the prince Xie Zhenqing came out slowly.
His body is gradually recovering, and his appearance is getting better and better day by day than in the past. Three parts of it is appearance and seven parts of temperament.
Even if she is wearing a seemingly ordinary green shirt, walking on the road, she still attracts the attention of the maid. When he takes a look, her cheeks will turn red and her heart will flutter.
"Let's go to the garden."
Xie Zhenqing glanced at Hongdao, who was holding an umbrella. Although he was silent when he had nothing to do, he never slacked off in taking care of him. Knowing that he had a knot in his heart, Xie Zhenqing no longer had any extravagant hopes that he would be able to figure it out quickly. Waiting for his great career When it is done, you will naturally understand your good intentions.
Lowering his eyes and thinking about what happened during this period, Xie Zhenqing walked towards the garden and said softly: "Now in the capital, dragons are entangled and fighting. Outsiders can't see it clearly, but I know that this is a fight for dragons. It's so lively, Hongdao, just you Don’t you really want to go and see the excitement?”
"Young master, I don't want to." Hongdao replied, seeing this kind of excitement would really kill him, and he didn't want to die young.
Xie Zhenqing smiled, said nothing, and went to the garden accompanied by Hongdao.
