The fourteenth moon is full.
Yue country.
Sifeng City, Royal Palace, Princess Hanyue Mansion.
Hanyue Princess Zhao Duoer sits under the pavilion beside the lotus pond.
The lotus flowers in August have the last trace of red remaining, which is their last color left in the world.
Still beautiful.
But there is a little bit of autumn feeling.
Zhao Duoer held her chin with her hands and just looked at it.
Under the bright moonlight, the color of the lotus flowers is actually invisible.
What she was looking at was not the lotus flowers, because her eyes were not focused, and she actually didn't look at anything.
A smile suddenly bloomed on her face, a rare joy these days.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is here again.
This time last year, I was in Yujing City in Ningguo.
I followed my mentor to Yujing City to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival Literary Meeting of the Ningguo Literary Circle.
The students from the Imperial College were all gearing up and high-spirited before setting off. Of course they wanted to defeat the students from Ning Guo in the literary world of Ning Guo!
Ning Guo's literary style was the most prosperous. If he defeated Ning Guo's students, it would prove that Yue Guo's literary style surpassed that of Ning Guo. This would be the glory of Yue Guo and their glory.
Of course, the purpose of going to Yujing City was not just a cultural meeting.
In the past few years, Ningguo has been in power because of the treacherous prime minister Jitai, and Ningguo has become like a rotten tree.
She needed to see with her own eyes what kind of decay Ning Guo had become.
I went to Ningguo, and what I saw along the way was that the people were in dire straits, and Ningguo was indeed terminally ill.
This made her feel quite happy. In this way, her father would raise his troops to attack Ning. Firstly, it would open up territory for the Yue Kingdom. Secondly... it was always a knot in her father's heart to get on the train and wait for the palace to be destroyed.
Everything was normal. Even his mentor thought that the Wen Kui of this literary conference should fall into the hands of a certain student from Yue Kingdom.
But no one expected that Li Chenan would appear at that Mid-Autumn Festival party!
Zhao Duoer straightened up, took out a writing brush from her sleeve pocket and looked at it carefully, the smile on her face became two points thicker.
That night, he composed sixteen poems by himself!
That night, he made the highly conceited Imperial College students of Yue State fail to write a single poem!
He said that since God gave birth to him, Li Chenan, he would shine in the literary world for five thousand years...
When I first heard about it, I thought he was crazy.
Later it was proved that he did have that ability.
He was named the Immortal of Poetry by Emperor Ning, and his mentor Wei Xuanmo said that he was well-deserved and that he really deserved the name of the Immortal of Poetry.
His identity also underwent a dramatic change, and he turned out to be the eldest son of the Ning Kingdom, his cousin.
She originally hoped that one day he would come to Sifeng City in Yue Kingdom, and she would meet him as a daughter.
pity……
The smile on Zhao Duoer's face slowly faded, just like a few petals of the lotus in the lotus pond withered.
So it became more and more desolate.
"Why are you going to Shuzhou?"
"Even if you are not the eldest son of the emperor, wouldn't it be nice for you to be your regent in the imperial court?"
"Even if you want to take back the real eldest son of the emperor...can't you just send someone there?"
"Zhongli Ruoshui is not lying in bed sick, she can go back to Kyoto!"
"Why……!"
Zhao Duoer sighed, but the sigh suddenly stopped.
She raised her head and looked towards the corridor.
A palace maid came over holding a lamp and leading a man.
She quickly stood up and greeted him.
She said a long blessing, "My son, I pay my respects to my father!"
Behind the palace maid is an old man. His face is thin and pale under the light.
The originally vigorous Yue Emperor Zhao Yunzhi was struck down by a sudden illness.
He had no way to conquer the Ning Kingdom personally. What he needed to consider was the inheritance of the Yue Kingdom's throne.
He looked at Zhao Duo'er and suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently.
Zhao Duoer hurriedly walked over, carefully patted his back, and said in a low voice:
"If anything happens to my father, just call your daughter to Changqing Palace."
He coughed for ten breaths, and his face turned a little rosy. Then he took a breath and waved his hand: "I am really old. I feel a little better tonight, so I want to go out for a walk."
"But I didn't know where to go, so I came to you."
"Talk to me."
"My son, I obey!"
Zhao Duo'er helped Zhao Yunzhi to the stone table. The two sat down, and Zhao Duo'er took the fire dumplings and cooked a pot of tea.
The maid bowed and retreated, leaving only the father and daughter by the lotus pond.
Zhao Yunzhi looked at his daughter, with undisguised love in his eyes:
"I originally had five sons and two daughters, but two of them died in infancy. You are the only daughter left."
"You should have been living a carefree life... these days, you have been suffering!"
"No, it is the duty of a son to share his father's worries."
Zhao Yunzhi took a deep breath and stroked his short beard, "But originally these responsibilities should be borne by the prince... I didn't expect that the prince... he would be so weak!"
Zhao Duoer was shocked. Could his father mean to abolish the crown prince and reestablish the East Palace?
"It's okay that he is weak, but these days, I have seen the cunning hidden behind his weakness!"
Zhao Yunzhi shook his head and sighed: "Hey..."
"Empress Jiang died early. When she died, Empress Jiang said that the only thing she cared about was the prince."
"I also liked the prince when he was young, but unexpectedly, as he has grown up over the years, he has become something I don't like."
"He is the prince of the East Palace!"
Zhao Yunzhi was a little excited and coughed again.
Zhao Duoer quickly stood up and stood behind him and gently beat his back, but she did not say a kind word to the prince brother.
Because the prince brother is indeed no longer the prince brother he was when he was a child.
Zhao Yunzhi stopped coughing and said after a while:
"He is the crown prince of the Yue Kingdom. I originally thought that I could pass the throne to him after the conquest of the Ning Kingdom...but unexpectedly he thought that I was attached to this power and thought that I was being unfair to him by letting him stay in the East Palace for so many years. trust!"
"I really don't trust him in the past few years, because every move he makes is in my eyes!"
"He actually colluded with the ministers of the DPRK, especially with the General's Office... This is because he can't stand the loneliness, and he has a disobedient heart!"
"But I still didn't touch him. I just transferred General Han Sanwu to the northeastern border to prevent the Great Wilderness from invading."
"He couldn't understand such a clear signal!"
"It's so stupid!"
"I have been seriously ill for the past six months, and I am getting worse every day, and I spend more and more time in bed. I'm afraid he thinks that he has secured the throne of the emperor, and he puts all his energy into dealing with the old man. All four..."
Zhao Yunzhi shook his head in disappointment, "Putting the cart before the horse!"
"He is the king, and the fourth child is the minister."
"If he had the ability to govern his subordinates and the way to govern the country...he should have focused all his energy on government affairs and faced the issue of Zen Buddhism."
"Isn't it just that the two major Zen monasteries in the east and west have merged into one?"
"It's not like we haven't killed those bald donkeys before. If we kill them again, wouldn't the problem be solved?"
"How can there be so many bad things?"
"I want to be an emperor, I want to be a good person, and I want to have a good reputation... If you think too much, you often get less."
"As a king of a country, indecisiveness is the biggest taboo!"
"Since he is called an orphan, even if he is a brother, why not kill him?"
"But he just didn't dare to do anything to the fourth child."
"It's really useless!"
Zhao Duoer was shocked in her heart. Her father's words had revealed everything in her father's heart, but she thought his words were right.
Zen actually wanted to influence the inheritance of the royal family. She had mentioned this before when she went to meet the Emperor of Yue.
Her proposal is also to wipe out the Zen sect, or at least weaken the power of the sect and let the sect know its identity.
The state religion should be born for the country, but it is not the outline of cholera.
Of course, there are various reasons and the intersection of various forces. Today, the involvement between Zen Buddhism and temples is like a mess.
In this case, Zhao Duoer's proposal to her father was to cut the knot with a sharp knife!
"You must be wondering why I didn't do this since I knew these pros and cons."
Zhao Duoer really couldn't understand.
Although my father is seriously ill, he is still the emperor of Yue!
His power is still there!
For the rest of the year, he seemed to have nothing to do with anything. Judging from Zhao Duoer's knowledge of her father, she firmly believed that his father had been watching, perhaps just waiting for an opportunity.
She poured a cup of tea for Zhao Yunzhi and handed it over respectfully: "Of course there is some truth in it from my father."
Zhao Yunzhi took the tea cup and pondered for a moment, without saying what his reasoning was.
He looked at the full moon in the sky and suddenly said:
"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Tomorrow, on behalf of my father, you can invite Shi Kuang, Feng Dao, Jian Xian, and Zhong Sunmou to a banquet at Changchun Palace!"
Zhao Duoer's hand holding the teapot suddenly stiffened, because the identities of these four people were extremely transcendent in the Yue Kingdom.
Among them, Shi Kuang and Feng Dao were both worshiped by the Yue royal family, and both were great masters!
But Jian Xian and Zhong Sunmou were the two prime ministers of the Yue Kingdom!
Could it be that my father wants to clean up the imperial court tomorrow night?
But asking yourself to invite these four people... shouldn't this be what His Royal Highness does?
The father is dissatisfied with His Highness the Crown Prince... If it is Yi Chu... then the next step will be to attack the Zen Sect.
Zhao Yunzhi took a sip of tea and stood up with his hands on the table.
He said without thinking: "That's it."
"Father knows that you like Li Chenan, but he is dead after all."
"Don't stay in the past, you...you should look forward."
"Let's go. You don't have to come to Changchun Palace tomorrow night. You go to stay with your mother and concubine and see your brother."
"The sixth child, Zhao Lun, is already fifteen years old. Master Wei said that his studies are good and his character is excellent... Please tell my father a message to him."
Zhao Duoer's heart was filled with huge waves. Zhao Lun, the sixth child, was her biological brother!
She stood up and bowed: "Father, please tell me."
Zhao Yunzhi looked at the full moon in the sky again: "Li Chenan can be the regent at the age of seventeen, so governing the country is not about age, but about heart!"
Zhao Duoer swallowed: "My son, I obey!"
Zhao Yunzhi walked up and threw three words to Zhao Duoer:
"Tell Lun'er that as an emperor, you must be upright!"
"For the lonely...all emotions must be let go!"
"Only one with an iron heart and justice can control the world!"
