Traveling into ancient literature, killing the male protagonist and succeeding

Chapter 50 Kill the Emperor and Become the Queen Mother (50)

The weather is gradually warming up.

The emperor finally issued an edict to deal with the Mu family. The men were beheaded, the women were demoted to slavery, and all their property was confiscated.

Although they knew that the Mu family was rich, the court officials still couldn't help being shocked when they got the specific figures.

This can be equivalent to half of the national treasury...

An old minister shook his head secretly. The Ye family was also confiscated in the same way back then. The Ye family should be big, but its assets were not even one-tenth of the Mu family's.

This Ye family is the one who is truly wronged...

Even if the injustice was cleared now, it would be of no use. Some of the Ye family members died, some were exiled, and such a big family was gone just like that.

How can one not be chilled by the fate of a loyal minister?

Xiao Chenfeng's prestige in the court was no longer as high as before. After dealing with the followers of Prince An and Prime Minister Mu, many positions in the court were left vacant...

Some court officials suggested promoting more children from poor families.

When Mu Xiang was in power, he reviewed many excellent articles.

Xiao Chenfeng's injuries were already serious, and he had too many things to do. He had no time to rest and recuperate, and his body collapsed without him noticing. After a morning court session one day, he actually fainted.

Another court official tactfully suggested that it would be better to appoint a crown prince. The eldest prince was already over ten years old and could start to learn about political affairs.

After all, Xiao Chenfeng was introduced to political affairs by his father when he was in his teens, and was made the crown prince when he was six years old.

But his situation is different from that of his father. He is the son that his father loves the most and has the highest expectations for.

As for his sons, to be honest, he never paid much attention to them...

When Xiao Chenfeng first saw the memorial proposing this proposal, he was very angry. He swept the memorial to the ground and almost overturned the table. He wished he could order their heads to be chopped off.

He was only thirty years old, still very young, what did these officials mean by suggesting that he establish a crown prince so early? Were they hoping for his death?

In a fit of anger, his chest began to ache again and his vision went dark.

The newly appointed chief steward Lin Hai immediately stepped forward, picking up the scattered memorials on the ground while saying something like "pay attention to the dragon's body".

The previous chief steward Li Kang was also demoted by Xiao Chenfeng after Mu Wan went to the cold palace.

The current Lin Hai was left to him by the late emperor, but he had never used him before...

Although Lin Hai was not as eloquent as Li Kang, he was better at handling matters prudently and had been in the palace for decades.

Lin Hai put the memorials in a pile and asked worriedly, "Your Majesty, would you like me to summon the imperial physician?"

Xiao Chenfeng shook his head and asked him again: "Do you think I should appoint this prince?"

Seeing Lin Hai's embarrassed expression, Xiao Chenfeng said, "Just tell me what you think."

"Then I will speak frankly." Lin Hai lowered his head and said respectfully, "Your Majesty's injury has not yet healed, and he is busy with government affairs. You can let the prince learn to share some small matters. As for whether to establish a crown prince, it all depends on your opinion."

Xiao Chenfeng looked at the memorials piled up like a mountain, rubbed his forehead, and sighed, "Let me think about it again."

He was indeed a little overwhelmed by himself, mainly because his body couldn't take it...

Lin Hai didn't say much and quietly stepped aside.

……

Xiao Chenfeng seldom checked his sons' homework. When he called the young teacher over to ask him about his studies, he realized that the son whom he once hated the most had made great progress.

Looking at the article that the young master took out, Xiao Chenfeng was silent for a long time.

Even though he didn't want to admit it, his son was much better than he thought. Even when he was his age, he couldn't write such an article.

Originally, Xiao Liangyi and Xiao Yanzhi were only two years apart in age, and he had considered it, but after reading the articles written by Xiao Yanzhi and then looking at those of his other sons, he realized that even if they had some talent, they could not compare with him.

So on this day, Xiao Chenfeng took a rare break from his busy political affairs to go to Fengyi Palace to see Nanyue and meet his son...

When he arrived at Nan Yue's place, he was naturally turned away again, but Xiao Chenfeng did not kick the door open or get angry like he did before.

He spoke to her in a nice tone outside the door, then went to the side hall to meet Xiao Yanzhi.

The father and son sat opposite each other at the table, speechless for a moment...

half an hour.

Xiao Yanzhi poured him a cup of tea and called him, "Father."

Xiao Chenfeng looked at his son opposite him. Unconsciously, he had grown up so big.

His impression of him still stayed before the age of three. Whenever he went to see Ye Ning occasionally, the child would look at him with a pair of dark eyes, without any emotion.

Ye Ning asked him to call him father, but he just lowered his head and said nothing.

The last time they met, he was like this too, looking at him with a pair of black pupils, half of his face hidden in the darkness, and stubbornly refusing to let him in.

When I was a child, I clearly had some of his shadow, but now that I'm older, I don't look like him at all.

Because of what he had done to the Ye family back then, Xiao Chenfeng didn't know how to face his son for a moment.

But his word "father" seemed to give him an opportunity. He coughed and began to talk about his childhood. "I remember that you were always reluctant to call me father."

Xiao Yanzhi lowered his eyes, looked at the tea in the cup without any movement, and said calmly: "I was young at that time and didn't understand much."

"No, no." Xiao Chenfeng quickly denied it, feeling inexplicably embarrassed.

He could feel his son's indifference. Come to think of it, for so many years, he had never cared about him and allowed him to be bullied in the harem.

What qualifications does he have to ask him?

Silence again.

The sunlight poured into the hall through the half-open window, leaving a clear dividing line on the table. Xiao Chenfeng was shrouded in the sunlight, and his body felt a little warm.

a long time.

He broke the silence and said, "I'm sorry."

A hint of mockery flashed in Xiao Yanzhi's eyes, and he raised his eyes, "Father, there is no need to apologize."

Xiao Chenfeng originally felt it was embarrassing to apologize to his son, but Xiao Yanzhi's words made him feel even more guilty.

He thought of Ye Ning. He didn't love her, but the woman he felt most sorry for in his life was her, and then Su Yunyue.

Su Yunyue still has a chance to make amends, but Ye Ning has lost everything, leaving behind only this son...

"I am sorry to you, to your mother, and to the Ye family." Xiao Chenfeng looked painful, and the guilt almost overwhelmed him.

"I said, father, you don't have to apologize." Xiao Yanzhi still said the same thing.

"No, Yanzhi, father will treat you well and teach you well in the future. Can you forgive father?"

Xiao Yanzhi gently stroked the teacup and asked him, "Then can the emperor write a confession of guilt?"

Xiao Chenfeng was stunned. An edict of repentance?

Write down what he did back then and let the world know?

His prestige was not as high as before. He knew how despicable his actions were. If the common people of Dayan knew about these things, he would completely lose the support of the people, and the surrounding small countries would look down on him even more...

Seeing his expression change, Xiao Yanzhi raised the corners of his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes, "Father, I was joking."

He took a sip of the already cold tea and said, "Father, I have never hated you."

I just simply want him to die.