The mother clan’s thousands of skilled doctors cannot save a desperate person.
What's more, it can't save Tian's biased feelings and ambitions that cannot be extinguished twenty years later.
"Don't worry, fourth brother." Chang Yan raised his head, with an almost indifferent hollowness on his beautiful face, "She can't sit in that position."
forever.
"Remember to help me when you are in Taiyuan Hospital..."
The two brothers gathered in the darkness, whispered, and then separated.
One returned to Tai Hospital to read medical books and practice his medical skills.
One walked into the dilapidated palace, looked at the tablets and sighed.
It is always difficult to find flaws in a life that is too peaceful, and ambitious people are prone to making mistakes.
After thinking about it again and again, it was time to put away the net that had been set up for so long.
He had had enough of this kind of life of lurking in Xisan Institute, even having to sneak in to see his brother.
"You want to be a queen? You want to be a prince? You want to seize the throne?" Chang Yan sneered and gently grasped it with his right hand, "I'm afraid you don't want to, I'm afraid you won't move."
In the next few days, news of the follow-up came from the palace.
It had been six years since the death of Queen Yan, and the Tian family had just married a successor, which was considered a deep and righteous relationship. However, when they heard that it was to support the emperor and support the imperial concubine, everyone's expressions were strange.
People from aristocratic families usually don't support concubines, because girls from good families don't want to be concubines at all, and those who can be concubines are almost impossible to get on the stage.
But the royal family is different. It is not uncommon in history to choose a successor from among the concubines, and her status as the legitimate daughter of the Ju family is worthy of this honor.
But in this way, the identity of the eldest prince becomes very subtle.
Even if an ordinary concubine is straightened up, the concubine born in the previous marriage still cannot be changed to a legitimate concubine.
When it comes to the royal family, we cannot follow the usual theory. A mother can be valued by her son, and a son can be valued by his mother.
This means that the eldest prince will change from the eldest son of a concubine to the eldest son, with absolute inheritance rights.
As a result, the entire court was boiling.
Originally, the eldest prince's succession in Fengjing was very popular, but his behavior was really inferior, and the scheming family was almost unwilling to take sides prematurely.
The Ju family tried so hard, but they could only win over the Fang family, the Zhu family, the Tao family, and then the Min family.
Now with the decline of the Fang family and the defection of the Zhu family and the Tao family, their power has been almost halved.
People who were already shrewd became less optimistic about the eldest prince.
But as the news of Concubine Ju's restoration was released, this lack of optimism turned into consideration, and those who were wavering had to rethink and wait and see.
At the same time, this rumor can force Tianjia to make an early decision, which can be said to be killing two birds with one stone.
Even the second prince was alarmed and stood at the door of the mansion for a long time. Finally, he turned around and went back to his room, ignoring him.
"Why ignore it? Our dynasty will never change once a prince is established. If he doesn't work hard, he will have no chance." Jiang Sheng held his chin and asked curiously.
Xu Mo put away the letters from the palace, rubbed them and burned them, "If you want to destroy them, you must first go crazy."
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that if the princes want to seize the throne, they must prevent Concubine Ju from becoming the queen and the eldest prince from becoming the heir apparent.
But smart people don't take action.
The entire Fengjing was eerily silent. Only the voices of the eldest prince and Concubine Ju were rising steadily, almost reaching the point where they were almost certain to stand.
Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts.
Is a twenty-year relationship really as solid as a rock?
If the Tian family is determined to establish a queen, no one can stop it, which will only increase the disaster.
If the Tian family were not so determined, Feng Jing's pursuit and appeal would have the opposite effect and become a sharp knife to stab Ju Guifei's mother and son.
Soon the Ju family realized something was wrong.
They are only letting people release further news, leaving the rest to speculation.
But the whole Fengjing city was spreading rumors that the Tian family's health was failing, and they wanted to give the eldest prince a legitimate identity and establish a crown prince to pass on the throne.
Ju Jia stopped him with sweating profusely, but found that at least four forces were gathering behind him.
"One belongs to the fifth brother, one belongs to the second prince, one belongs to the Ju family, who else is there?" Jiang Sheng counted on his fingers, "This person, they don't want Concubine Ju to be their successor."
There’s no way of knowing the answer, but the results are excellent.
The subsequent wind blew from September to November, and the New Year was about to come, but the Heavenly Family still did not issue an edict.
I heard that Concubine Ju lost her temper and refused to go to the Jinluan Palace for half a month, which finally made the Tian family feel a little guilty.
He is truly a doting person who can even lose his temper and retreat in order to advance.
Chang Yan was a little distracted. He thought of the woman who never fought or grabbed her, always exuding a faint medicinal fragrance and sitting quietly by the window.
Sometimes I can feel her looking out the window, envious of the flying birds, but in the end she gives up and lowers her head.
Xiao Changyan once asked quietly, "Does the Queen like the outside world very much?"
"I used to like it." The woman chuckled, with a slight dimple at the corner of her mouth.
"Then you don't like it now?" Xiao Changyan didn't understand.
The woman put away her smile and touched his head, "I like you the most now."
Because of the imperial power, her wings were broken and she was restrained in this deep palace.
Because of her child, she completely gave up all thoughts and passed away in depression.
If possible, he really wanted to see the world on behalf of his mother, see the mountains, rivers and water, and see the customs and customs.
But, the child is unfilial and will still choose this path in the end.
He failed to protect his mother when he was young.
When you grow up, you always have to protect the people you want to protect.
A light rain began to fall in the sky at some point. Chang Yan held up a worn-out oil-paper umbrella and walked slowly along the long palace road.
A palace maid and eunuch saluted him and respectfully called, "Good morning, Your Highness, Fifth Prince."
He just smiled gently and politely until he walked into the Hall of Supreme Harmony and met the smiling Manager Wu.
"Why are the Fifth Highness here?" The eunuch's eyes moved slightly, "The Emperor is correcting the memorial inside, but do you need to report it?"
"Excuse me, Mr. Wu." Chang Yan was humble and polite.
The eldest eunuch waved his hand, quickly went in and came out again, making a gesture of invitation.
Chang Yan held the oil-paper umbrella tightly, neither giving it to the eunuch to place, nor throwing it away. Instead, he used it as a crutch to lean on the ground and walked forward slowly.
His father was standing in front of the Dragon Case. What was spread out was not a memorial or a document, but a half-written imperial edict.
Is it the imperial edict of the Queen?
Chang Yan's right hand closed again, tightly grasping the handle of the oil-paper umbrella, "I have met my father."
"Why are you here?" A look of confusion flashed across the man's face, and he subconsciously covered the edict with a document.
"It's raining. Please give me an umbrella to your father." Chang Yan raised the old oil-paper umbrella in his hand with a crooked look on his face, "I invite my father to take a walk along the way to see the Imperial City in the rain."
The invitation was strange and almost never happened.
But it seems very common for father and son to walk in the rain.
Tianjia was slightly startled, his eyes fell on the oil-paper umbrella, and his words became, "Okay, let's take a walk."
The two refused to follow Mr. Wu, so they walked from the Taihe Hall to the Jinluan Hall and finally to the Fengxian Hall holding such an umbrella.
Fengxian, Fengxian.
As the name suggests, ancestors are worshiped here.
There are a dazzling array of tablets for the ancestors of the Zhu family. Among them, the nearest one is the late emperor, the most revered father of the Tian family, and the grandfather of Zhu Changyan.
