Since I met you, people are dying every day

"Brother!" The little child suddenly opened his eyes, and with an exclamation, he sat up abruptly.

"Didn't Ziqi say he was going to work hard today? Why didn't he wake up until now?" The boy in apricot was writing and drawing at the desk, and looked at it with a smile when he heard the sound.The young prince rubbed his eyes, bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and felt a sharp pain. Then he remembered that he was taking a lunch break in Zhongcui Palace and fell asleep.

He lifted the thin quilt to the ground, trotted to the desk, and whispered, "Brother Prince, I'm dreaming."

Hearing his low voice, the crown prince raised his head and saw his appearance covered in cold sweat. He took him to the seat and sat down distressedly. He picked up a handkerchief and wiped his sweat, "What's going on? I had a nightmare?"

Ziqi looked around, there were only the two of them in the main hall of Zhongcui Palace, and the prince's elder brother always didn't like being disturbed by others when he was studying.He said with confidence: "I dreamed that my father forced the palace..."

The expression in the prince's eyes became serious all of a sudden, but he immediately smiled, patted his younger brother on the back and said, "It's just a dream, don't think too much, father must believe in your father."

"But..." Ziqi grabbed his sleeve, "Brother Prince, what if, I said if, my father really rebelled?"

The crown prince put his arms around his shoulders and said in a firm tone: "If you really rebelled, we must be able to fight it. Moreover, it has nothing to do with you. I guarantee that you are still the son of King Xiang."

Ziqi's small mouth opened, and the prince smiled generously again, and stroked his bun, "I'm too busy talking about your dream, did Master Yao do his homework?"

Ziqi pursed his lips, "He just made things difficult for me on purpose! He knows I'm watching politics with you, so he doesn't have time to write about that!"

"You, who told you to laugh at him for being old-fashioned and stubborn?" The prince nodded his nose, but touched his wet nose, and frowned slightly. "Why are you sweating so much? I asked Huang Daban to give you some iced sour plum soup. Don't be greedy and drink too much."

"Why bother Mr. Huang with such a trivial matter?" Ziqi stood up with a smile, and was about to call someone outside the hall, when suddenly he felt dark, and the bloody scene that had been blurred in his dream appeared again: the palace where blood flowed like a river, Zhong Cui Gong, brother prince!

"What's the matter?" The crown prince supported Ziqi, looked at his pale face, and asked with concern: "But you haven't rested yet? Who will lie down again? I'll ask the imperial doctor to feel your pulse."

"No need." Ziqi grabbed his wrist with his backhand, "Brother, let's go to His Majesty and ask him to issue an order to cut down the feudal clan."

"Why suddenly..." The prince was a little startled, "Just because of a dream?"

"It's not just a dream. Didn't Master Yao also say the same?" The cabinet did mention the matter of reducing feudal clans before, but His Majesty's attitude was hesitant, and the cabinet ministers had different opinions, so it has been shelved.

The prince thought for a while, and patted his back lightly with his hands. "Since Father has already vetoed this matter before, it is inappropriate to bring it up again in a short period of time. Besides, the dream is only born of emotion and has no basis. If you rush to persuade Father, I am afraid that you will not be able to persuade him."

Ziqi was in a hurry. "But even if you don't talk about whether the dream will come true," he wished it would never come true! "Could it be that the imperial court acquiesced that the vassal king was the king, so he didn't care about it?" He said it was a vassal king, but several generations of emperors have never named a king with a different surname.King Xing's fiefdom is small, and he has always been quiet and low-key. The only one who sits big is the prince's family.

The prince was amused at once, and patted his younger brother tenderly, "You will also want your son to inherit your father's business and become a vassal king in the future, how do you say that?"

Seeing that he still didn't take his words seriously, Ziqi grabbed his hand and said seriously, "Brother Prince, think about it, how long have you seen the impeachment memorials of King Xiang?" He didn't wait. The prince retorted, and went on to say: "Yes, these are small things, but such small things add up, and sooner or later it will become a big problem. Send me to the palace, my father dares to deceive the Holy Majesty, even such a rebellious person If you can do everything, what else can you do in the future?"

He was afraid that he would not be able to convince the prince, and he racked his brains to think of reasons: "Even if the father has no objection, he endangers the people and disregards human lives. It's not a one-off. He even dared to move the food for disaster relief. Wouldn't the court not agree?" Should we eradicate harm for the people?"

Seeing that the prince's elder brother finally showed a thoughtful expression, he continued: "Besides, it's not too late to cut down the vassal. In the past few months, the number of posts about impeachment by local officials has been significantly reduced. Is it necessary to wait until the King of Xiang has bought it?" Officials, they are colluding, and it has become a climate to talk about cutting down the vassal?" When he talked about this, he no longer referred to him as his father.After finishing speaking, he didn't forget to add another sentence: "I'm just looking for things in my place, and I'm just making suggestions for the prince's elder brother. In the future, I will stay in the capital to assist His Highness, so I don't want to be a feudal lord."

The prince saw that his eyes were upright, his expression was serious, his eyes became hot, and he sighed secretly, even though he knew Tong Yan was not restrained, he was not unmoved.He watched this younger brother grow up, and he was no worse than his own younger brother.However, he is the son of King Xiang, no matter what he thinks, he will inherit the throne.What's more, he will know in the future that being a vassal king in a local area is much happier than being imprisoned in Beijing as a minister.If there is a day in the future, if there is a day... to turn against each other, maybe it is time to abolish the feudal clan earlier.

"Okay." He pulled Ziqi to stand up, "Then let's go find Father."

"Are you going now?" Ziqi was amazed at the speed at which his attitude changed.The prince smiled softly: "Why, if I ask you to wait, can you really sit still?"

Ziqi stood up obediently.The pale elder brother in the dream overlapped with the familiar image of the elder brother in front of him.I will never let the dream come true.He read silently.Brother will not die, and I will definitely save him.

As soon as he went out, Eunuch Huang bowed his head and asked, "Where are you two going?"

"Go to see Your Majesty." After the prince finished speaking, he ordered: "Get some iced sour plum soup and put it away. We will drink it when we come back."

"Yes." Eunuch Huang agreed.

Zhongcui Palace is not far from Qianqing Palace.The two Highnesses walked hand in hand, and the court ladies and eunuchs along the road were busy kneeling and saluting.Outside Qianqing Palace, the eunuch hurriedly bowed when he saw them: "The little one has seen His Highness Qiansui, His Highness."

"Is the father resting?" the prince asked.

"Return to Your Highness, Your Majesty is meeting the elders in the Nuan Pavilion."

The prince hesitated for a moment, then led him to the Nuan Pavilion. "It just so happens that the elders of the cabinet are also here. The cabinet supports the reduction of feudal clans and has the upper hand. You can tell me what you just said to me with reason and evidence. You don't need to mention your dream. They will naturally agree." Prince Lu on the road After giving detailed instructions, Ziqi nodded in a daze. "If the emperor asked you why you brought up the old matter again, you would say that I was thinking about cutting the feudal vassal over and over again, and you have been obsessed with it, thinking about it every day, and dreaming at night."

When they were outside the Nuan Pavilion, the eunuch saw these two and hurried inside to report, and His Majesty admitted them as expected.The crown prince has reached the age of watching politics, and His Royal Highness the King of Xiang is a companion, following the crown prince all the time, this is not the first time they have dealt with elder Ge.

The emperor was plagued by illness, and he looked older than people of the same age.Seeing the affectionate and affectionate appearance of the grown-up and handsome prince and his younger brother, he smiled kindly, "Prince, and Ziqi, what can you do here?"

The two knelt down and kowtowed, and the ministers avoided this ceremony one after another.Ziqi stood up and counted what he had just said in a calm manner.The old emperor's face gradually became serious, but he didn't say anything directly, he just asked: "What do you think?

The cabinet had discussed this matter earlier, and now that the old matter is being brought up again, it is natural that they have different opinions.It's just that in the fight, those who support the reduction of the vassal have the upper hand. The point of view is also very simple. It is nothing more than what I said with the prince in the palace.The old emperor's face remained unchanged after hearing this, "We will discuss this matter later, Prince, please send all the elders out, and Ziqi and Ziqi will have a private discussion."

"Yes." The prince bowed his head to accept the order, and asked all the adults out of the warm pavilion in a personable manner, and cast a worried look at his younger brother before going out.

"Ziqi, sit down."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the seat." Ziqi had been in the palace for several years, so he saluted respectfully and sat down naturally.The emperor looked at him and smiled unconsciously, "I was wrong earlier, you don't look much like the prince, but I really hope to have a son like you."

Ziqi didn't understand what he meant, but he still handed over his hands to thank him, "Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty."

"Ziqi, do you know what your proposal to cut down the feudal clan means to you?" The old emperor's tone was not so much discussing political affairs with him as it was gossip.

"It means that the subject is disobedient to the father and the king, and is not filial or righteous." Zi Qi replied loudly.

"More than that." The emperor gave him a deep look, "Do you know that you will also inherit the throne in the future?"

Ziqi still said the same thing: "I would like to stay in Beijing and serve your majesty and the crown prince loyally!"

The old emperor was not moved by his words of allegiance, his eyes became more and more unfathomable, and a faint chill suddenly appeared in the gossip. "Do you know that if your father rebelled because of this?" His eyes fell on Ziqi's face, "You are a hostage?"

"I know." Ziqi lowered his voice.

"Then why is it still like this?"

Ziqi thought for a while, and looked straight at the emperor without fear, "I had a rest today, and I had a dream. I dreamed that the king of Xiang rebelled, surrounded the capital with troops, forced his majesty to abdicate, and killed the prince's brother." He got up from the chair. Move down, kneel up straight, "Your Majesty treats you as your own son, and the prince treats you as your younger brother. Even if you lose the throne, even if you are criticized by thousands of people, and your parents despise you, you must be an unfilial and unrighteous person. For your majesty and the prince Defend the rivers and mountains."

The emperor was finally moved. "Guarding the rivers and mountains? That's right, defending the rivers and mountains..." He pondered for a moment, "You are willing to be an unfilial and unrighteous sinner, so why should I be afraid of brotherhood?" He suddenly showed his face and turned into that amiable uncle again, "Go out, don't tell the prince to wait."

Ziqi kowtowed to leave, and when he walked to the door, the emperor suddenly said, "May you remember what I said today."

Under the setting sun, the prince was waiting for him quietly.Ziqi ran over in small steps, "Aren't you going to send the elders out of the palace? Why are you walking so fast?"

"I can't really send them all the way out, of course I have to come back to see you." The prince held his hand and walked towards Zhongcui Palace together. "How is it? Did the emperor make things difficult for you?"

"Of course not, His Majesty agreed!" Ziqi said excitedly.

The prince stopped suddenly. "What's wrong?"

The crown prince shook his head and led him to continue walking, "Brother, I will definitely live up to you in the future."

Ziqi listened to such a precious sentence in a daze, thought it was just a joke, and said, "Of course, brother prince is the best!"

The figure in the dusk gradually faded away.