After Rong Sui returned home, the usually silent Prince Huai's Mansion suddenly became bustling with people. Countless officials came to visit, and precious things such as tonics and medicinal materials were piled up.
Mo Bei declined their request to meet Rong Sui on the grounds that Rong Sui was recovering from his injuries, leaving them to have tea in the main hall while he found an excuse and left.
Everyone came here after hearing the news, and their purpose was simply to inquire about today's events, and to secretly test whether King Huai and the Crown Prince had formed a blood alliance, so that they could see the current situation clearly and avoid being in the wrong position. But now King Huai avoided seeing him, and the people in the mansion were tight-lipped. Seeing this situation, they couldn't stay any longer, so they left one after another.
At night, the pavilions and pavilions in the mansion have returned to their former tranquility. You can hear the cold wind sweeping across, the wind and snow rolling in, and the bells and bells under the eaves sometimes contain the wind, ringing like rings.
Rong Sui lowered his eyes and stared at the letter in his hand. Those dark jade-like eyes concealed countless longings for the future and memories of the past. The longing penetrated deeply into the depths of his pupils with every breath.
Suddenly, someone opened a corner of the heavy curtain at the door, the candlelight flickered, and a cold air rushed into the room, pulling him back from his wandering thoughts.
When Mo Bei saw Rong Sui leaning on the soft couch, he quickly lowered the door curtain, then dusted the snowflakes on his body. He didn't walk into the house until he was sure that the coldness was gone.
Seeing that he was so cautious, Rong Sui felt helpless and immediately waved to him, motioning for him to sit down and warm himself.
After Mo Bei sat down, he asked, "Are they all sent away?"
Mo Bei rubbed his hands that were stiff from the cold, scooped out two cups of hot tea from the boiling tea cauldron, curled his neck and nodded: "They are all sent away, but our house has not been so lively for a long time. Watching them set up a stage and sing opera here one by one is much more interesting than watching the actors on the stage."
After making some sarcasm with a smile, he respectfully handed a cup of hot tea to Rong Sui.
Rong Sui took the tea cup with a slight smile, shook the rim of the cup slightly, and said meaningfully: "The show in the palace tonight is much better than these."
Mo Bei smiled knowingly, with a hint of intriguing cunning in his eyes. He nodded and said, "That's true. The prince has played such a big game of chess. How could he let King An and King Ning go so easily? He dispatched two elite teams today. The guards came to escort the prince back to the palace, with the purpose of causing a fuss about the matter. After that, he went into the palace to appeal to the emperor, explained what happened today, and pointed the finger at Prince An and Prince Ning. Even if the emperor originally intended to suppress the matter, now I can only give up."
Having said this, he looked at Rong Sui with some pride, as if he was proving his inference ability to Rong Sui.
Rong Sui was staring at him with a smile, with a hint of approval in his warm eyes. Mo Bei was overjoyed and immediately encouraged, and continued: "After King An and King Ning learn about this, they will definitely feel that it is Someone deliberately framed them, so they rushed to the palace to explain to the emperor and clear up their suspicions. By then, both sides would insist on their own opinions and confront each other in front of the emperor. The emperor would definitely be upset by the quarrel. In the end, both sides are afraid that It’s not a good thing.”
After he finished speaking, Rong Sui nodded happily, "We have indeed made a lot of progress. Now my analysis is not as frivolous as before, and I can only see the superficial things."
When Mo Bei heard Rong Sui's praise, he happily took up the hot tea in his hand and drank it all in one gulp. The warm liquid flowed down his throat into his abdomen, and his body suddenly felt much warmer.
He pursed his lips in satisfaction and continued: "It's just that Mo Bei still has some doubts in his heart. This prince has always been weak and honest, and has made no achievements after so many years in office. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is incompetent and unworthy of development. If he If he could really set up today's situation, how could he allow those princes to be equal to him all these years?"
Hearing this, Rong Sui smiled indifferently, and then his eyes fell on the boiling tea cauldron beside him. The smoke curled up like a mist, covering his quiet eyes, making it difficult to capture any emotion.
"You underestimate him too much. There is an ancient saying: If you want to defeat someone, you must help him; if you want to win, you must support him. This brother of mine is not only thoughtful, but also well versed in human nature. His forbearance and kindness Giving in seems cowardly and incompetent, but in fact it is deliberate connivance. The easier it is for him to give in, the more others will take advantage of him, and they may even take him lightly." There was no emotion in his unhurried tone, as if he had already seen through it. After everything, I didn't realize that I was also in this quagmire. My heart was peaceful, without sadness or joy.
He paused for a moment, looking through the swirling smoke into the distance. There was always an elegant and indifferent smile on his extremely handsome face, as warm as warm jade, and as cold as the cold moon, with a kind of warmth. The transcendent feeling of strolling in the garden and watching the world of mortals.
"When he was appointed as the crown prince, many people were dissatisfied. However, over the years he has been in office, the more incompetent he has been, the more dissatisfied he will be. Those who have hard-to-satisfy desires will continue to win over everyone. In order to pull him down from the position of prince and replace him, they forgot that the most taboo thing for the emperor was to form cliques for personal gain, especially between the prince and ministers, which was intolerable. This meant separation. power, and even threaten the emperor's status, so how could the emperor let such a thing happen? If the four princes who had lost their lives in internal fighting over the years had not been tacitly approved by the emperor, who would have been able to do so under the emperor's nose? To get rid of a prince so easily? My brother is really a creditor. If not, how could he, a prince who was not favored from the time he was established, still sit firm in the brutal fighting for so many years? The position of prince?"
After listening to Rong Sui's words, Mo Bei felt a complicated feeling in his heart, and suddenly felt a mixture of emotions.
He has always known that there are countless conspiracies and intrigues hidden under this majestic imperial city. Underneath the seemingly kind and calm smiles, in fact, there are hidden needles. Anyone may be the instigator of the next conspiracy. The truth Often confusing. Although Rong Sui is smart and wise, he is dull-minded and his ambitions are not in the government or the public at all. However, the blood feud behind him is like a heavy shackle, locking his wings and forcing him into danger.
Mo Bei felt a little lucky again. He was lucky that Rong Sui did not stay in this cage of treacherous clouds all the time. He had spent nine years of worry-free years in Beilhao Division. What was even more lucky was that , the people and things he met there taught him how to grow and made him a better version of himself.
