Since dressing like an emperor has nothing to do

☆·12 I think the feudal society is bad (^^*)

Uncle Yi Huang's face is full of love and concern, like a gentle elder caring about my studies.

I casually answered a few books assigned by Mr. Ruan for homework, which was very normal and serious.

However, both Uncle Yi and I know each other's thoughts. Uncle Yi wants to be the emperor, and he has been thinking about this since my grandfather was still the emperor.

It's no secret either.

He pays attention to my studies, purely to consider whether I am qualified enough to be in charge of the government.

Uncle Yi Huang is the direct son of the queen of the palace of the imperial grandfather, but just like all the stories in the story books, the grandfather doesn't love the queen, but favors the concubine, and he doesn't even treat Uncle Yi Huang very much.

And my father is the son of that much-loved concubine.

However, according to my impression of the imperial grandfather when I was a child, and various facts, the struggle for the heir apparent in the generation of the imperial grandfather was not as simple as in the storybook.

At least it's not a small style of painting where the emperor loves the concubine and loves first.

The emperor's grandfather was an emperor who had no feelings for him. There were countless concubines in the harem. The number of princes could make up enough for two football teams to play games and add substitutes. The one who became the crown prince but died young.

My biological grandmother, the beloved concubine in the book, died long before my father became the crown prince.

He died without any sense of existence. Even after my father was appointed as the crown prince until the emperor's grandfather passed away, no one mentioned that he would give my grandmother a posthumous title.

The matter of granting the title to my grandmother was still after I ascended the throne, the insignificant Ministry of Rituals came out and said that I wanted to grant the title to my own grandmother.

Only then did I realize that there was such a biological grandmother.

My father was brought up by another concubine who was not very favored. Now he is my empress dowager. He eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha on weekdays.The adopted emperor's father is also a non-competitive character, gentle and polite, a modest gentleman, and has a very good reputation. Everyone thinks he is good, and no one thinks that he wants to be the emperor.

The final ending was an upset, and my father became a dark horse on the way to win the throne.

Until my father's sudden death, no one thought that my father was a black-hearted person, but they just lamented that the fate was as wonderful as my successful accession to the throne.

After all, I actually did nothing.

However, wonderful things will always make people unwilling. I know that Uncle Yihuang wants to be the emperor, but Uncle Yihuang himself told me.

When I first came to the throne, I didn't understand much about the struggle for imperial power. The empress dowager asked me to keep my spirit, and I was imprisoned in the mourning hall of Emperor Daxing.The empress dowager told me that I couldn't sleep, so I had to keep kneeling and distracted.

Because of status issues, the slaves are not allowed to come in, but they can watch outside to see if I am lazy.

The mourning hall was empty, only my father's coffin lay quietly, and the faint sound of the great monk chanting scriptures could be heard outside.

According to the customs of Daqi, Emperor Daxing needs to rest for seven to seven 49 days, during which eminent monks preside over the death ceremony.The succeeding emperor had to keep vigil for seven days and seven nights. He was not allowed to leave, drink alcohol, eat meat, or touch greasy food. Everything should be light.

For a time traveler who believes in science, there is nothing terrible about keeping the spirit.

I survived the first three days, and on the fourth day, when I listened to the reincarnation scriptures of eminent monks, I had the illusion that these great monks wanted to save me.

On the fifth day, I could not hear the great monk's voice at all.Only when Wang Xifu came to bring water to me, I could still move, but I didn't have the energy to say anything, and the Sutra of Rebirth was just murmuring, I didn't know what I was talking about.

On the sixth day, I passed out directly.Before I passed out, I saw Uncle Yihuang. Uncle Yihuang was very anxious, and his expression was like, like I am some important person.

When I was half asleep and half awake, I heard Uncle Yi say to the Empress Dowager: "...I can't wake up, my king...do my part..."

"Xi'er is... a child... Look at..."

I was so dazed that I couldn't hear what was said behind, but I could make up complete sentences.

——If the emperor can't wake up, Uncle Yi is the right candidate for the throne.

Uncle Yihuang's ambition has never been concealed, and what he said is also reasonable.If I die, Uncle Yi Huang will be the one who is justified and has the closest blood relationship with the emperor.

The empress dowager's words are about——

Gao Xi is still a child, still young, can Uncle Yi Huang give me a chance for the sake of his father.

In fact, I feel that the father may not have face in front of Uncle Yi Huang, and may even cause Uncle Yi Huang's rebellious psychology.

It is not known how the empress dowager persuaded her, but in the end I successfully ascended the throne, and Uncle Yi Huang became a high-ranking regent.

After I recovered physically, Uncle Yi Huang and I expressed our position.If I can't be a good emperor like my father, then he doesn't mind usurping the throne.

Of course, the original words were not so straightforward. Uncle Yihuang thought highly of himself, but he would not directly say such outrageous things.Now that I am getting older, Uncle Yi's attitude towards me is still only superficially peaceful. Every time I come to see me alone, I have to check my homework.

However, Uncle Yihuang is always not very satisfied with me. After listening to my answers to some questions, Uncle Yihuang will often criticize me directly.When criticizing, I don't forget to raise the banner. When the late emperor was at this age, what has happened, and so on...

Those who didn't know thought that Uncle Yi had a crush on my father.

Thinking of this, I stretched out my hand to touch Hua Gao's hand, is it possible?Not so.In everyone's speech and evaluation, my father is really too good, as if the person who stripped all my brothers of their titles and wiped out my brothers, wives and children is not my father after becoming emperor.

Put the flower cake in his mouth, and ate it in small bites, and Liu Bingyao also arrived.Wang Xifu's apprentice was quite agile, and he was able to find someone very quickly. With Zhen's letter, the journey was smooth and unimpeded.

Liu Bingyao was dressed in commoner clothes and knelt down, neither humble nor overbearing, a little nervous, but not panic, just a little uneasy because he had never experienced such a thing.Perhaps this anxiety is not aimed at Zhen and the palace, but because of the consequences of not solving the embankment and canal construction.

Uncle Yihuang had introduced this person earlier. Liu Bingyao had been traveling with his father since he was a child, ranging from the ditches in the village to the renovation plan of the government office. The father and son are doing practical things, and many people in the local government office have heard of their reputation .

I asked Wang Xifu to set up a stool for Liu Bingyao, showing a sincere smile, and let Liu Bingyao talk about his own thoughts.

If it is placed before my time travel, this is an industrialist who can change the existence of society and deserves respect.But in this feudal society, Liu Bingyao was moved by my little kindness.

Feudal society is harmful to people.