He killed wantonly in the Fengtian Palace, coerced and lured in front of the civil and military officials, and benefited from the fight between the princes.
When Concubine Ju revealed her plan with a cold face, Zhu Changhong subconsciously rejected it.
It's not brotherly love, nor is it the love of the people, but that he doesn't want his father who loves him to be sad, and he doesn't want to be unscrupulous in the imperial city that his father cherishes.
But what did mother say?
She said there was no chance, she said if we didn't take action, the world would be surrendered to others.
Once the prince is canonized, the prince's palace will take over all the rights to supervise the country, and it will be difficult to shake even if he rebels.
The Ju family has sacrificed so much, and even made false sacrifices with the second prince. This is the game.
Now, he lost.
The Ju family thought they had control over the Imperial Guards surrounding the Fengxian Hall, and tried every possible means to win over Lai Xiao Commander Li Qiang. However, they made false promises, and Li Qiang also made false promises.
A plan within a plan within a plan.
Zhu Changhong stood in the hall, sweating constantly. He wanted to show a bit of weakness, but his mother taught him that no matter how much fear he has, he should hide it, and his spine should never be bent.
He could only hold on and watched coldly as Li Qiang charged in with blood. Finally, he knelt on one knee in front of Zhu Changyu and said, "Your Highness, the Ju family has been cleared and all civil and military officials are under control."
The entire Fengtian Hall fell into silence again.
Who would have thought that in just one cup of tea, they would watch Zhu Changhong go from feeling lost to being high-spirited, and from being high-spirited to being depressed.
The Ju family, who was thought to be the real culprit behind the scenes, ended up making wedding clothes for the second prince.
But thinking about this person's government, and considering that the Fang family had taken refuge with him long ago without telling Concubine Ju, I felt that it was expected.
Following Li Qiang's movements, all eyes in the hall focused on him.
The young man whose body was half hidden in the darkness moved, and finally shed his ten years of honesty, revealing the gloom in the memory of Chang Yan.
How could a person who crawled out of the swamp be honest? How could he not remember the suffering he suffered in the past?
After so many years of acting, he has never been able to get into the role.
If you close your eyes, you will be beaten and insulted, you will not have enough to eat, and you will be covered in slaps and footprints.
It is clear that he has a noble status, but in fact he is not as good as a dog.
This imperial city is so cold, no one has loved anyone in this life.
Zhu Changyu took a deep breath, his eyes passed over Chang Yan, and finally settled on Zhu Changhong.
This is the man who robs all children of their father's love.
But in terms of the real culprit, it should be the dying man lying in Qianqing Palace.
"It's really boring." Zhu Changyu commented.
Because he cannot rebel, let alone kill his father.
The blood relationship is like a big net that never lifted him up when he was young, but will severely restrain him when he grows up.
Fortunately, there is still the Ju family, and fortunately there is still Zhu Changhong.
He took two steps forward, his face remained cold and gloomy, but his tone was extremely sincere, "I didn't expect that the eldest brother and empress Ju would actually intend to rebel. Fortunately, I can contribute some help to my father and the prince's younger brother to put an end to this conspiracy." Stifled in the cradle.”
You see, this is a calculation.
Concubine Ju wanted to plot against the second prince to charge into the battle, so that the Ju family would take advantage of the situation.
In turn, the second prince calculated that the Ju family would be the first to succeed and he would become the fisherman who would benefit.
It's a pity that his status is too low, and he can't even use the common way of calling himself "this palace" among princes. He can only use "I" like ordinary people.
The disadvantage is that it is not powerful, but the advantage is that it is approachable.
He held a long banquet in a few words, first defining Zhu Changhong's behavior as "rebellion", and even his own behavior was whitewashed as "counter-insurgency".
Those who win the hearts of the people win the world, and only those who are orthodox can ascend to the throne.
In terms of scheming, Zhu Changhong can only be called an ordinary person. The second prince is the real hero.
This is related to one’s background and also benefits from experience.
It's just that not many people are willing to try this kind of experience.
"Brother Prince." Zhu Changyu spoke again, with a respectful and gentle tone, "The situation is under control, and now I have to ask you to take charge of the overall situation."
In theory, after the rebellion is suppressed, the prince who supervises the country needs to deal with it.
But who can believe that the second prince who has already taken control of the situation will let go of his power.
He was just testing whether Chang Yan had any backup plan.
A suspicious person can't help but doubt at any time.
Especially since he is behind the mantis hunting the cicada and the oriole, he has to worry about the prince being the hunter who kills the birds.
Chang Yan's mind was spinning rapidly, and he didn't even dare to glance at his brother and sister with his peripheral vision, for fear of causing death for them.
He suppressed his emotions and replied calmly, "Thank you, Second Emperor Brother. Then I will inform the guards to clean up the tragedy."
Zhu Changyu didn't answer, and looked over with cold eyes, meeting Chang Yan's calm expression.
At that moment, time seemed to fly by.
Seven-year-old Zhu Changyu met three-year-old Zhu Changyan. He smoothed his clothes as much as possible to his elder brother, quietly walked to his wrestling brother, and gently picked him up.
I thought I would be disliked and disgusted, but I didn't expect to receive a "Thank you, second brother".
He was stunned for a moment, then staggered away.
No need to thank you, he thought to himself, I should thank you.
But this sentence has been hidden in my heart for eleven years, and I have never had the chance to say it out.
"You're welcome." Now, he finally said it. "The eldest prince conspired against him on the day he was crowned prince and brutally killed the current prince. As an elder brother, I must avenge my younger brother."
But at the same time, he was determined.
This Fengxian Palace is destined to have only one prince survive, and of the other two, one will bear the charge of treason, and the other will be killed innocently.
He wants to be the crown prince, he wants to be on the dragon throne, and he also wants to be justified.
Maybe there was a flash of intolerance in my heart at some point. Seven-year-old Zhu Changyu never thought of hurting three-year-old Zhu Changyan.
But the eighteen-year-old Zhu Changyu could only step on his brother's body to get to that position.
"Brother, please do it." With a cold expression, he pulled out the sharp blade from Li Qiang's waist and threw it on the gold bricks, making a crisp clanking sound. "Kill him and spare the lives of the Ju family's women and youngest son."
"What if, what if I don't?" Zhu Changhong's whole body was close to paralysis.
Zhu Changyu finally raised the corner of his mouth indifferently, "Then we will kill everyone."
From the octogenarians to the infants, plus countless servants and maids, the blood flowing out could drown the entire Ju family.
So many lives, so many people.
Zhu Changhong's straight spine finally bent. He staggered to the sharp blade, picked it up tremblingly, and held it in his palm.
The handle made of pure copper is so cool, like a snowy night, or like ice on a cold day.
I have obviously listened to my mother's teachings, why did I still come to this point?
He smiled with a cracked mouth, turned around to face Chang Yan, unbearable flashed in his eyes, "Fifth Emperor Brother, don't blame me... don't blame me."
The sun moved to noon, and the snow-white blade reflected strong light.
Just when most people couldn't bear to close their eyes, a female voice sounded, "Stop!"
