Chapter 173 Choice

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"I mean, do you have any problem with that?"

Xu Yinhe quietly looked at the slightly excited expression of the eldest son in front of him, and his voice was very light.

And as he finished speaking, the carriage suddenly fell silent.

Xu Yinhe's question was a bit cold-blooded.

But in this position, you have to maintain this cold-bloodedness a lot of the time.

No one doesn't like power. If you insist that you don't like it, you must have never tasted the taste of power.

"If so, you can tell me."

Under his gaze, Xu Changge's slightly excited eyes gradually calmed down, and he sighed:

"Father, are you worried about something like the Li family happening between me and Changtian?"

Xu Yinhe didn't speak, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Li family, surname Tian.

The current emperor has been bedridden for so many years. Although he has established a prince, those princes with outstanding abilities have almost lost their minds trying to grab the golden throne.

Two people have already been sent to Tiandao, which is specially designed to imprison the royal family.

Xu Changge took out some tea-drinking utensils from the Sumeru Ring, and while playing with them, he spoke casually.

The voice was very soft and serious.

"Father, when my mother died in front of me, I made a decision to protect the three brothers and sisters of Chang'an.

"But when he died in Chang'an, there was nothing I could do. There are many things in this world that cannot be solved by cultivation, so you asked me to take over the Prime Minister's Mansion and I agreed, in order to prevent these things from happening again."

After all,

Xu Changge poured a cup of fragrant tea, gently pushed it in front of Xu Yinhe, raised his eyes and stared at the other person's hawk-like gaze:

"It's just my father. Changtian's prodigal son has indeed changed a lot since he turned back, but can he do better than me? If not, then sitting in this position will only harm him."

Xu Yinhe did not directly answer this question:

"Still observing, but his methods are very good."

"very nice"

Hearing his father's comment, Xu Changge murmured and nodded:

"Then Changtian is indeed stronger than me in this regard. Father, your subordinates are not very convinced."

Xu Yinhe picked up the teacup and took a sip, commenting:

"It's normal to be dissatisfied. Changge, you did things too fiercely."

Each of those old friends has a better character than the last, and they often have bad tempers. Although the orders to be implemented are still arranged, the process is very bumpy.

It was really rough.

Moreover, I don’t know how much of it was done for the sake of the Prime Minister.

If he is gone, who can guarantee that it will be carried out?

And if not.

A sigh flashed across Xu Yinhe's eyes.

Xu Changge was very aware of the flaws in his temperament and sipped the tea lightly:

"I know, so I have no objection to my father asking Chang Tian to take over, as long as he can do a better job than me."

"."

Xu Yinhe said no more, took out a Sky News Crystal from the Sumeru Ring, and poured in the majestic source energy like the ocean tide.

Xu Changge hesitated slightly when he saw this scene:

"Father, what are you doing?"

"Someone contacted me just now when I was at Wuchenghou Mansion. This time should be Changtian. Yesterday there was news from the Wanxiang Sect that the assembly has been completed."

Xu Changge smiled softly:

"Is this your test for him?"

"That's right, but the news from the Black Scale Guard has been very good these days." Xu Yinhe replied truthfully.

Seeing this, Xu Changge stopped mentioning the matter and asked instead:

"Xin Yao is here too?"

"Yeah." Xu Yinhe.

Xu Changge's eyes softened for a moment:

"Although it's a little late, it's still a New Year's reunion."

"Changtian?"

When the communication crystal was connected, Xu Yuan was discussing some formation-related matters with Xu Xinyao in the secret room, but after hearing this voice, both of them fell silent.

After a moment's pause,

Xu Yuan considered his words and nodded:

"Father, it's me."

"What's up?"

"I want to confirm something with you, father."

"."

Xu Yinhe was not surprised at all by this. After all, he had only been told to negotiate before:

"Because of those 40,000 black scale troops?"

"No." Xu Yuan answered directly in the negative.

Xu Yinhe raised his eyebrows for a moment:

"If it's not because of this, then why are you looking for a father?"

After a few breaths of silence,

Xu Yuan took a deep breath and got straight to the point:

"Does Xu Changge know what you want to do?"

"."

Inside the carriage, Xu Yinhe was a little surprised.

He didn't reveal much information about the third son, but it seemed that the third son had figured out what he wanted to do.

Glancing at the eldest son sitting opposite with a smile, Xu Yinhe asked in a low voice:

"What do you need your brother to know?"

"."

This question stunned Xu Yuan in the secret interrogation room.

He didn't think that his father's city could not understand the meaning of his words.

Is he asking this question now because his previous judgment was wrong, or because the other party deliberately wanted him to admit it personally.

But how do you bring this kind of thing to the table?

Should I ask directly: Dad, do you plan to let me inherit the throne?

After thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan said in a gentle voice:

"Aren't you doing this to test my strength?"

"Yes." Xu Yinhe's answer was brief.

Hearing this, Xu Yuan's eyes flashed for a moment:

"In this case, I think this matter must be approved by Xu Changge?"

The sound of steady breathing came, and after a while, Xu Yinhe asked with a serious tone:

"Changtian, I can understand your words to mean that you think I am going to hand over the Prime Minister's Mansion to you instead of your eldest brother?"

"."

ah?

The tone of the father's question made Xu Yuan feel unsure.

Those things before were all speculation.

Maybe, this dad just wants him to be the second in command to assist Xu Changge?

As soon as the thought of hesitation arose, Xu Yuan rejected it.

The structure of the Prime Minister's Mansion is destined to have only one first-in-command. The second-in-command can be Lou Ji, Hua Hong, or even anyone in the staff, but it can never be one of the two brothers.

After letting him do things and getting familiar with the people below, Xu Changge can only be a puppet. This kind of structure will not have a stable power center at all.

If this father really did this, he would be setting the stage for future infighting.

Their generation may not fight, but what about their next generation, and the next generation after that?

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan no longer hesitated and expressed his judgment:

"Father, you can understand that."

Hearing this firm answer, Xu Yinhe smiled rarely:

"Oh, you are right, are you willing?"

Xu Yuan let out a long breath. This old man actually came to test him in such a matter:

"Father, now I want to know even more if Xu Changge knows about this?"

"I know." Xu Yinhe glanced at the eldest son opposite again.

Xu Changge had a relieved smile on his face.

Make assumptions based on limited information and stand up for yourself when questioned by your father.

very nice.

At this time, Xu Yuan's voice sounded again:

"Then Xu Changge has no objection?"

Xu Yinhe did not answer directly, but said meaningfully:

"Changtian, the prime minister's office has the final say for his father."

"But brother's opinion is important." Xu Yuan was unusually persistent on this issue.

"."

Hearing this, Xu Yinhe looked at Xu Changge's expression with a smile, and replied in a low voice:

"Well, probably not. You also know your eldest brother's temperament, but how did you figure it out based on the two paintings your father gave you?"

Xu Yuan sighed, with a helpless tone:

"I'm very familiar with Xu Changge. I made this judgment more because of his bad temper. He must have had many conflicts with Aunt Lou Ji and the others over the years when he was in charge, right?"

"." The corners of Xu Changge's eyes twitched.

"." Xu Yinhe glanced at him coldly.

"." Xu Changge sighed silently.

Xu Yuan is right.

Lou Ji and Wu Zigeng, who manages the Tian'an Martial Arts School, almost had a fight with him in the Prime Minister's Mansion last time over the end-of-year appropriation issue. They banged the table and had countless verbal conflicts.

But Xu Yuan hasn't finished speaking yet, he rambles:

"Xu Changge may look good to outsiders, but to father and your old friends, he is probably just a young boy."

"."Xu Changge.

"And he's the kind of young boy who likes to pretend and boss around. I don't know about the others, but Auntie Lou Ji's personality probably won't tolerate him."

"."

"Also, Xu Changge's scene"

"Changtian."

"." Xu Yuan shut his microphone immediately.

"When you return to the Imperial Capital for your engagement, the Brotherhood will go out of town to pick you up."

"."Xu Yuan.

"." Xu Xinyao tried hard to hold back her laughter.

For a moment, the atmosphere froze.

In the end, Xu Yinhe spoke up and brought the topic back:

"Okay, Changtian, are you looking for me just to confirm this matter?"

Xu Yuan coughed lightly and said in a low voice:

"Ahem, there are two more things, one small thing and one big thing."

"Oh?" Xu Yinhe's tone was slightly raised.

"It's a small matter. I just want to ask Father for something."

Xu Yuan whispered, and glanced at Xu Xinyao who was standing aside: "There is a leader of the Pingshui Gang here in Wanxiang City, and he learned about my identity."

Speaking of which, Xu Yuan stopped.

Xu Yinhe listened carefully and asked:

"You want to save his life?"

"Um."

Xu Yuan nodded and said truthfully: "I think he has very good abilities. It's a pity that he dies like this."

Xu Yinhe did not answer the question immediately. He sat on the futon and sipped the Ling Chao tea sent from Tianshan.

For a long time,

Only then did he speak slowly:

"Changtian, do you think about this, or does Xinyao think about it?"

Xu Yuan asked slightly hesitantly:

"Is this important?"

"Very important."

"."

Xu Yuan thought carefully, but his answer was indeed ambiguous:

"Father, many people's achievements are limited by their platforms. I think the upper limit of this white edict is far beyond that."

"So, you are such a talent lover?" Xu Yinhe asked.

"Yes." Xu Yuan nodded and briefly explained the reason for his judgment.

"."

After listening to the narration, Xu Yinhe did not agree or refuse, but uttered a meaningful sentence:

"Changtian, if that person is really smart, he won't put you in trouble."

noon,

In the west of the city, there is the main house of the Pingshui Gang leader's residence.

The room was very quiet. Sunlight filtered into the room through the open door and window lattice. Dust kept jumping and flying in the light. On the table in the middle of the room was a light meal that had already been enjoyed.

Very simple, but very warm.

A middle-aged man with half-white hair at the temples stood at the door, watching his daughter skipping towards the outside of the courtyard with gentle eyes, and looked sideways at the woman beside him.

Under the sun, as the leader of the Pingshui Gang, the woman's face looked a little too plain, but Bai Zhao's eyes looked at her very gently.

When she first arrived in Vientiane City as a teenager, she took him in and worked as a long-term worker in her family's butcher shop. When they got married, she insisted on not letting him become her son-in-law at the risk of death. Now thirty years have passed by in a blink of an eye.

"Why do you think so of me?"

The woman's voice sounded gentle.

Bai Zhao shook his head and said with a smile:

"It's nothing, you are as beautiful as you were when you were young."

"I'm not ashamed to say these things in broad daylight."

The woman rolled her eyes and was not charming, but Bai Zhao liked it very much and smiled. He whispered: "Qu'er, someone will pick you up after you and Qingqing leave the city this time."

The woman looked at her husband beside her and saw something strange in his eyes:

"What happened?"

Bai Zhao smiled and said two words very nonchalantly:

"Avoid disaster."

More than twenty years of mutual support made Bai Zhao know that he couldn't hide it from the other party, so it was better to be more direct.

The woman asked, but it was obvious that this was not the first time this kind of avoidance had happened:

"Very serious?"

Bai Zhao shook his head:

"It's not serious, but for the safety of you two, it's best to leave the city in advance. I'll be here in two days, and maybe I'll be back in ten or two days."

The woman didn't say anything more after hearing this, and smiled tenderly:

"Qingqing and I are waiting for you outside the city."

Bai Zhao looked at the back that had lost its gracefulness due to time, shook his head and smiled, and was about to turn around and close the door and enter the house, but in the end he stopped and gritted his teeth:

"Zhang Qu."

"."

The woman walking in the courtyard turned around with some confusion and looked at her husband at the door:

"If you have something to say, just say it all at once."

Bai Zhao said very seriously:

"Thank you for all these years."

"."

The woman was slightly startled.

The sunlight in the courtyard suddenly became a little brighter, so bright that she couldn't really see him standing in the shadow.

After subconsciously darting a few times with her eyes, the woman turned around and spat:

"Nervous, I... Qingqing and I are waiting for you outside the city."

"."

Bai Zhao didn't answer, silently watching the other party leave, then slowly turned to the door and personally picked up the scattered dishes on the table.

Sure enough, every time like this, she would hide her worries.

Just like when I was starting out, I was stitching up his wounds and spitting on him at the same time.

After carefully collecting them, he sat silently on the main seat, looked at the luxurious room where he had worked his whole life, and sighed:

"In the end, it was all in vain."

Saying,

In front of Bai Zhao's eyes, the scene of the family eating together appeared before his eyes, and he smiled:

“It’s not a complete failure.”

He lit a cigarette with a huozhezi, and when the smoke started to rise, Bai Zhao slowly pulled out a dagger from his waist.

His hand was steady, but through the translucent blade of the dagger he could see his lips that were trembling slightly.

Got stuck last night

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