Rumor Has It That I’m Pregnant with His Highness’ Child: Chapter 387 seven princes
Chapter 387 Seven Princes
Shen Rui's death dealt a great blow to the old prince, and his already weak body became worse and worse.
He has been in bed for the past few days, and he can't even review the memorials. The political affairs of the DPRK and China can only be temporarily handed over to several senior ministers in the cabinet.
But this is not a long-term solution.
The old ministers have proposed to the old emperor more than once the proposal to set up the prince.
The old emperor was unwilling, and he didn't want to give up the throne just like that.
But his body was getting worse and worse, and he couldn't last for long.
Once he suddenly leaves, but no one succeeds, there will be chaos in the world.
It is imperative to register the crown prince in advance.
Now he only has three princes left. These three princes come to visit him every day. Among them, the third prince and the fourth prince are very eager to engrave the two characters of loyalty and filial piety on their foreheads.
Not only that, but Sirius Guard recently found out that the third prince and the fourth prince are privately courting courtiers, and it seems that they plan to prepare for their own competition for the crown prince.
The old emperor felt very uncomfortable.
He hasn't died yet, and these two boys can't wait to fight for the throne.
Way Wynn came in to report.
"Your Majesty, Prince Lang is here."
"Announcement."
The old emperor sat up with the help of the palace servants.
He leaned his back on the soft pillow and looked at Xiao Wan who walked in, weak and authentic.
"Tomorrow is the day of Rui'er's mourning. Do you have any clues about Rui'er's death?"
Xiao Juan answered truthfully: "No."
The old emperor was not surprised by this result.
"It seems that Rui Er did commit suicide. Let's end this case. There is no need to investigate further."
Xiao Juan respectfully replied, "Here."
The old emperor looked at Wei Huaien, who was standing beside him, and said slowly.
"Although Rui'er is my son, he made a big mistake and should pay the price for it. After his death, there is no need to pursue the ban, and he will be mourned directly by the regulation of the prince."
Wei Wynn immediately ordered someone to convey the emperor's meaning.
The old emperor sighed: "I used to hear people say that the most painful thing in a person's life is the white-haired person giving the black-haired person. I have a deep understanding of it now."
Xiao Lian: "The dead cannot be resurrected, Your Majesty please condolences."
The old emperor: "Rui'er is dead, and now I only have three princes left, and all the military officials in the court urged me to set up the crown prince quickly. In your opinion, which of the three princes is more suitable to inherit my country? "
He asked this very casually, as if he didn't take the establishment of the crown prince as an important matter.
Xiao Juan knew very well in his heart that this was a proposition.
If you answer wrong, you are likely to die.
"Wei Chen doesn't know the three princes very well, and Wei Chen all listens to His Majesty. Jiangshan is His Majesty's Jiangshan. Whoever His Majesty wants to inherit will inherit it."
The old emperor frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with the answer.
He turned to look at Way Wynn, who was standing beside him, and asked.
"What do you think?"
Wei Wynn replied respectfully.
"Although Your Majesty has been ill recently, he should be able to recover soon. There is no need to hurry the appointment of the Crown Prince.
The three princes are still young and need more care and training from His Majesty.
Registering the Crown Prince is of great importance to the state of the country.
According to the opinion of the slave maid, it is better to look at it again. "
The old emperor sighed again.
"I also think I need to look at it again, but the old guys in the cabinet come to urge me every day, which makes me upset."
Xiao Juan took the initiative to ask: "Why don't we have a chat with them?"
Everyone in the imperial court knew that when the King of Langjun talked to someone to talk to, he was directly tied to the Justice Division to be stripped of their skin.
The old emperor was dumbfounded.
"If you really find them, they will not only slap you in the back, but even I will be scolded with blood. Forget it, I still want to spend a few more quiet days."
Xiao Juan quickly admitted his mistake: "It's Wei Chen who didn't think carefully."
Although the problem has not been resolved, the old emperor's mood has somehow improved.
He looked at Xiao Yan and said with emotion.
"I know that you are honest and upright, and I hope you can continue to maintain it. Even if I am gone in the future, you must not forget your mission."
Xiao Juan understood what the old emperor meant.
His mission is to be a knife in the hands of the emperor. Even if the throne changes in the future, he will continue to be the sharpest knife in the hands of the emperor.
His life and death are not important, keeping the emperor's status and authority is the most important.
Xiao Lian lowered his eyes and lowered his head: "Weichen keep the teachings in mind."
…
Yu Weiwei rushed to the gate of the palace in a carriage.
She ran to ask the guard at the gate.
"How long has King Lang been in the palace?"
The imperial guard answered truthfully: "If you return to the princess, the prince of Lang has been in for half an hour."
Yu Weiwei: "Did he say when he will come out?"
The guard shook his head: "No."
The palace is not a place where you can enter if you want. Yu Lingwei can only wait at the door, hoping that Xiao Yan can come out as soon as possible.
She was full of things about Changshengsuo and Shen Junzhi, and she suddenly heard the guards call out in unison.
"Meet His Highness the Seventh Prince."
Yu Weiwei's thoughts were pulled back all of a sudden.
She followed the sound and saw a carriage parked in front of the palace gate.
The door of the carriage was pushed open, and a man in white stepped on the horse stool and walked down slowly.
When she saw the man's face clearly, she couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Shen Junzhi?"
The person who is called the seventh prince is actually Shen Junzhi? !
Shen Junzhi was wearing a moon-white long gown with a cross collar and a jade belt around his waist. His black hair was all **** and secured with a white jade crown.
His complexion is as pale as ever, his eyebrows are slender and gentle, and his body is tall and slender. He looks like a fairy walking out of a painting, with an air of unearthly devotion.
He obviously didn't expect to meet Yu Weiwei here, and there was a look of astonishment on his face.
"Curly, why are you here?"
Yu Weiwei: "I should ask you this, why are you here? And why do they call you the seventh prince?"
The matter has come to this point, Shen Jun knew that he couldn't hide it any longer, so he had to admit it.
"I am indeed the seventh prince."
Yu Weiwei couldn't believe it: "But you said your name is Shen Junzhi. As far as I know, the seventh prince's name is Shen Zhuo."
Shen Junzhi explained: "Zhuo is my name, and Junzhi is my character."
Ancient men not only had names, but also characters and even numbers.
So whether it is Shen Zhuo or Shen Junzhi, it is him.
The gazes of the guards moved back and forth between the two of them, probably guessing their relationship.
Yu curled up with a self-deprecating smile.
"It seems that I am too stupid to even guess that Shen Junzhi is Shen Zhuo. I deserve to be played around by you."
Shen Junzhi stared at her and said solemnly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't hide my identity from you."
Yu Weiwei looked at him with a look at a stranger.
"How many things have you lied to me?"
Shen Junzhi felt uncomfortable seeing her eyes.
"Coil, I don't want to lie to you, but I..."
(end of this chapter)