Chapter 39: Candidate for Crown Prince
Twenty years later, Zhang Chenglie succeeded Dugu Rongxin as the governor of Zhongzhou and the minister of Beifu. At this time, the new army had expanded to six towns with more than 80,000 people. The control of these six towns were all his confidants. It can be said that the six towns of Beifu were The military power of the town was firmly in his hands.
In the past ten years, the only thing that worried Zhang Chenglie was that Emperor Jingxian's hatred for him was growing day by day. It was rumored in the palace that Emperor Jingxian would write his name on paper and tear it into pieces every day, or draw a turtle and put it on the back of the turtle. Write his name and shoot with a bamboo bow to vent your anger.
Now, the life of the person who hates him the most in the world is hanging by a thread, but Zhang Chenglie cannot be happy, because as long as the Queen Mother Yiren dies, the first imperial edict issued by Emperor Jingxian will definitely kill him Zhang Chenglie.
Of course, there is another possibility that Emperor Jingxian cannot survive the Queen Mother Yiren.
Then the question comes again: Who among the royal relatives will inherit the throne?
Queen Mother Yiren has already entered the gate of hell with one foot, and obviously she can no longer protect him. As the emperor and his courtiers, how will the new emperor treat them, the old ministers left behind by the Queen Mother Yiren?
Zhang Chenglie is almost certain that no matter who is the new emperor, he will be a thorn in the side of the previous emperor.
Zhang Chenglie analyzed and analyzed again and again. Unless the Queen Mother Yiren could escape death, she would be stabbed from both sides.
The sad thing is that Zhang Chenglie can only wait at home even though he knows this is the result.
Manpower sometimes runs out, and Zhang Chenglie now truly understands the true meaning of these words.
The tranquility of the quiet room was broken by a rapid knock on the door.
"Come in!"
As if Zhang Chenglie had returned to the sun, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes suddenly shone with light, then became dull again.
"Father, someone is coming from the palace. I announce that you will enter the palace immediately to meet the saint." The person who came in was Zhang Dingyi, Zhang Chenglie's eldest son.
Because she was seriously ill, Queen Mother Yiren summoned Zhang Chenglie in Kunning Palace.
"Zhang Junji, do you know why the Gu family summoned you to the palace?" Empress Dowager Yiren was lying on the phoenix couch, speaking very slowly, but without losing her majesty.
"The humble minister is stupid, please let me know clearly." Zhang Chenglie replied.
"Okay, let me tell you straight. Now that the emperor is seriously ill and has no heirs, who do you think is the most suitable person to appoint as the crown prince in the ancestral temple." Queen Mother Yiren was silent for a while and said.
"I am scared. This is a family matter of the emperor. I cannot speak nonsense." Zhang Chenglie was so frightened that he quickly kowtowed.
"I forgive you for not being guilty. Besides, as the minister of military aircraft, you should share the worries of the emperor and the country."
"The humble minister boldly asked, has the emperor ever..."
"Hmph! It's the Gu family who is asking you, so just answer the Gu family." Empress Dowager Yiren snorted coldly, seemingly displeased.
Zhang Chenglie had been hanging out with the Queen Mother Yiren for so many years, and he immediately understood what she meant.
In fact, Zhang Chenglie could guess what the emperor meant.
Emperor Jingxian had no heirs. According to the principle of brotherhood, the only person who could inherit the throne in the future would be his brother, Prince Chun Tuoba Feng.
In other words, Empress Dowager Yiren called Zhang Chenglie to discuss the establishment of the throne, which was simply "taking off her pants and farting - a unnecessary move."
Queen Mother Yiren did not allow Zhang Chenglie to tell the emperor's thoughts. Naturally, she had asked the emperor before.
Empress Dowager Yiren and Jing Xianming had been fighting secretly for so many years. The emperor's arrangement must not be to her liking, but she couldn't say it clearly, so she called Zhang Chenglie, an enemy of Emperor Jingxian, to discuss it. The meaning behind it is self-evident.
Zhang Chenglie's family knew about his family affairs. Tuo Ba Feng had been influenced by his brother in recent years and hated Zhang Chenglie very much. He always opposed him everywhere. If Tuo Ba Feng becomes emperor, Zhang Chenglie can be sure that the first person Tuo Ba Feng will kill is himself.
There is no doubt about it.
Therefore, the person who least wants Tuo Ba Feng to become emperor in this world is not Queen Mother Yi Ren, but Zhang Chenglie.
Queen Mother Yiren and Zhang Chenglie knew this very well, and they were tacitly understanding it.
"Going back to Lafayette, I heard that Prince Tuoba Yi, the son of Prince Chun, is smart and extraordinary. If he succeeds him to the emperor, under the guidance of the queen, he will definitely become a wise king in the future." Zhang Chenglie said loudly with a slightly sincere tone.
"This is indeed a good idea, but Tuoba Yi is only three years old this year, and the government of this country..." Queen Mother Yiren closed her eyes, and said leisurely to herself as if she had been thinking for a long time.
"Wei Chen believes that if the day comes, Prince Chun can be appointed as regent to supervise the country for his son. If there are important matters, the regent must consult the Queen Mother for decision."
Zhang Chenglie's words may seem reasonable, but in fact they contain a hidden secret. The key lies in the words "report to the Queen Mother."
The future Empress Dowager will be today’s Empress Gongde. And Queen Gongde was none other than the niece of Queen Mother Yiren.
Jing Xian must have been extremely hated by Empress Dowager Yiren for being under house arrest in Nantai for twenty years.
It can be said that Jingxian hated anyone related to the Queen Mother Yiren, so much so that he would rather die than have a son and a half with Queen Gongde. This also led to Queen Gongde entering the palace at the age of fourteen and remaining a widow until now. .
It is self-evident how deep Queen Gongde's resentment towards Jingxian is.
Zhang Chenglie pushed out Gongde, a resentful woman in the palace, just to use her resentment towards Jingxian to check and balance Tuo Bafeng; and the Empress Dowager Yiren had no reason to refuse his proposal.
This is the power of military strategists. The naked conspiracy is well known to everyone, but there is no solution.
"This arrangement is very good!"
Queen Yiren waved her hand with satisfaction and signaled Zhang Chenglie to retreat.
Nantai.
Emperor Jingxian looked at Ma Yufeng who had left and returned, and asked curiously: "What are you doing here again?"
Ma Yufeng held a steaming medicine bowl and said with a smile on his face: "Long live Lord, Lafayette asked his slaves to serve you to drink medicine."
Emperor Jingxian looked around and found that all the attendants had retreated at some point. Only himself and Ma Yufeng were left in the room. His expression suddenly changed and he said calmly: "I have already taken the medicine, please retreat." Bar."
The smile on Ma Yufeng's face suddenly disappeared, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he said in a cold tone: "Long live Lord, Lafayette specially asked the slave to watch Long live drink this bowl of longevity soup with his own eyes. Please don't embarrass the slave."
Emperor Jingxian immediately understood what Ma Yufeng meant.
Before, Emperor Jingxian happened to hear the eunuchs and maids chatting in the palace. He said that if the little eunuchs, maids, and concubines who fell out of favor in the palace made big mistakes, the eunuch in charge would force them to drink a bowl of "longevity medicine". Soup". Emperor Jingxian never expected that as an emperor, such a thing would happen to him.
Emperor Jingxian pointed at Ma Yufeng and cursed: "Ma Yufeng, you dog slave, do you want to be the master of Shi?"
Ma Yufeng did not speak, but walked step by step to Emperor Jingxian's bed with a sinister smile. Looking at the frightened Emperor Jingxian, he felt very happy in his heart.
