Xie Danshu walked to the pavilion and sat down, put the fruit plate on the table, and then said, "I thought it was you who brought about my marriage with Qi Jin."
"Me?" Chu Yunfei was surprised, "How can I be so powerful that I can influence the emperor's decision-making?"
"It's my narrow-mindedness." Xie Danshu narrowed her eyes and felt a little ashamed, "I'm sorry."
Chu Yunfei slowly shook his head: "No need to be sorry."
"I asked the queen's aunt why the emperor wanted to marry me to Prince Qi." Xie Danshu took a bamboo skewer and put a piece of cut fruit into her mouth. "She only said that this was the emperor's will, and the holy will cannot be ruled out." Test, let me not make random guesses."
Chu Yunfei was surprised: "Since it is the emperor's intention, why do you think it has something to do with me?"
Xie Danshu said: "Because everything the emperor has done is to pave the way for the King of War."
Chu Yunfei was startled, and suddenly thought of what Qi Jin said in the palace that morning. He said that the emperor was planning a game and transferred Uncle Xie Xiaoguo to the Ministry of Household Affairs in order to make the Xie family loyal to Rong Cang.
Now he plans to marry Xie Danshu to Qi Jin. Does the emperor want to tie the Zhongyi Hou Mansion and the Xie family together to become Rong Cang's strong backing?
Chu Yunfei gradually understood.
The emperor's mind is indeed unfathomable, but in the final analysis, it lies in the fact that the emperor has been on the throne for many years and has great power. Firstly, he is not restricted by anyone. Secondly, he has already understood the situation in the DPRK.
The prime minister is the head of the civil servants and has many party members, but they only choose to rely on them based on their own interests. What they really want to obey is the emperor's orders, so it is easy for the emperor to rearrange the layout.
Just like the Minister of Civil Affairs, the emperor only vaguely revealed his intention to grant a marriage. He was now wavering between King Chen and King Zhan and did not dare to take sides easily.
The prime minister's power cannot suppress the imperial power, so even if he helps King Chen, King Chen is not bound to win, otherwise he would not be able to ascend to the position of prince despite planning for so many years.
After all, the emperor is the master.
Especially when the emperor was dissatisfied with King Chen and his party, it became a natural and logical thing to weaken their power and cultivate a candidate for the crown prince who was more satisfied with the emperor.
Chu Yunfei was silent for a long time and then said: "Rong Cang has an arrogant temperament. He will get whatever he wants by his own ability and will not plot against anyone to use it for himself."
Even if he needs to cultivate Hu Gu's confidants, he relies on his ability to convince people, rather than the shady calculations like King Chen.
Xie Danshu nodded slowly: "Yes."
Chu Yunfei turned her head and looked outside the pavilion, her heart gradually calming down.
If the emperor has already decided on Rong Cang as his heir, their future path will be smoother, and all their plans will be supported by the most distinguished person in the palace.
But precisely because of this, they increasingly need to be low-key and cautious, take steady steps step by step, and not act too hastily or give others a hand easily.
…
When I went to court the next day, the atmosphere was a bit delicate.
The ministers discovered that Rong Cang, who had not been in court for a long time, actually appeared in the side hall, while King Chen, who had always been diligent and early in his duties, was nowhere to be seen.
When the ministers gathered in the side hall to wait, Prime Minister Jiang's eyes fell on Rong Cang's face, with a deep and probing meaning: "It is rare to see His Royal Highness the War King in court. It is really strange."
Rong Cang said in an indifferent tone: "I will go to court frequently in the future. If the Prime Minister sees me more often, I won't find it strange."
Prime Minister Jiang choked and his heart sank slightly.
Having been immersed in officialdom for many years, he had already developed the ability to listen and understand the meaning, so he naturally heard the edge in the words of the King of War.
The war king leads the troops, and his home court is in the military camp.
For non-important events and summons from the emperor, I could not go to court several times in a year and a half.
Today, he said that he would go to court more often in the future?
What does he want to do?
Uncle Xie Xiaoguo, who was dressed in a purple official robe, came over and saluted Rong Cang with a noble and elegant look: "His Royal Highness the King of War."
Rong Cang nodded in response.
Other ministers also paid tribute to Rong Cang and exchanged greetings.
Rong Cang looked distant and nodded casually in return.
"Why hasn't His Highness King Chen arrived yet?" One of the ministers suddenly asked, with a question, "Prince Chen was the most diligent in his work in the past, why are you late today?"
Prime Minister Jiang frowned, hiding worry and uneasiness deeply in his eyes. Almost everything in Prince Chen's house was not going well these days, which was not a good sign.
"The Emperor has arrived!"
Suddenly a high-pitched announcement sounded, and the civil and military officials immediately stopped chatting and walked out of the side hall in unison.
Arriving at the main hall, everyone knelt down and saluted, shouting "Long live the emperor!"
Emperor Mu walked to the dragon chair and sat down. His voice was cold and majestic: "Your Majesty, please get down."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
All civil and military officials stood up and stood in rows.
Emperor Mu's eyes fell on Rong Cang's face, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he suddenly thought of a word.
Stand out from the crowd.
Rong Cang was truly the most outstanding-tempered of all his sons, with a majestic figure, cool and handsome face, and a cool and awe-inspiring aura developed through years of exposure to the military.
Once you stand there, even if you don't say anything, you will naturally feel surrendered.
Emperor Mu couldn't help but imagine the scene in his mind when he would be promoted to the Ninth Five-Year Plan one day, with all the civil and military officials crawling at his feet. He felt that only Rong Cang was worthy of the status of the Ninth Five-Year Plan.
Regardless of whether King Chen's gentleness is true or not, he lacks the domineering power of ruling the world. Besides, a prince who is only good at calculation and narrow-minded is really not qualified to be an emperor.
King Yu is not very good either, he is too petty.
The more Emperor Mu thought about it, the more he felt that Rong Cang was better than the other two in every way.
With this in mind, he said calmly, "Prince Zhan looks good today. It seems that Princess Zhan has taken good care of her."
"Thank you, father." Rong Cang bowed and replied, "The princess has always been gentle and considerate, and she never left her even when I was the most arrogant. I am grateful to have her. I am lucky to have her as my wife."
Emperor Mu's mouth twitched: "I just said that you can't wait to take credit for Princess Zhan."
The civil and military officials in the court had subtle expressions. Prime Minister Jiang calmly turned his head and glanced at several of his colleagues in the court.
The emperor's tone when he spoke to the King of War today was indeed different from the past. He was not like a king of a country, but more like an ordinary father, a little majestic, but not that majestic.
When talking to King Chen and King Yu in the court, the emperor had never had such a... so down-to-earth tone.
Emperor Mu looked around: "Why didn't King Chen come to court today?"
Yang Dexi bowed and replied: "Back to the Emperor, His Highness King Chen was unwell last night and said he took a leave of absence."
"Feeling unwell?" Emperor Mu frowned, "Have you called the imperial doctor to see you?"
Yang Dexi bowed and replied: "The Imperial Hospital did not receive a call from Prince Chen's Mansion."
Emperor Mu's eyes darkened: "Since you are feeling unwell, why didn't you call the imperial doctor?"
Rong Cang stood silently in the hall, closing his eyes and saying nothing.
Emperor Mu glanced at him: "Rong Cang, do you know what's going on?"
"Prince Chen went to Erchen's house yesterday and insisted on competing with him in martial arts." Rong Cang's tone was calm and showed no emotion, "Erchen warned him several times that he was no match for Erchen, but King Chen refused to accept it. I had no choice but to compete with him."
"His Royal Highness the War King is a military general, how can King Chen's skills be compared with yours?" Prime Minister Jiang frowned, with a tone of condemnation, "Even if His Highness the King Chen insists on competing with you, the King of War should not injure him. "
Rong Cang's tone was cold: "It's my fault that he has to compete even though he's not as good as others?"
"I……"
"Okay!" Emperor Mu frowned in displeasure, "Since King Chen doesn't know his own strength, he will suffer it by himself. A grown man has rough skin and thick flesh. He can rest for a few days and be fine."
Prime Minister Jiang lowered his head in response, but couldn't help but tighten his hands in his sleeves.
