The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"Okay - stop talking..."

The emperor suddenly interrupted him abruptly, the old figure suddenly became more and more tired, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone: "Stop talking...Qiu'er, I don't want to listen anymore..."

Mu Qiu took advantage of the situation and stopped talking, quietly looked at the emperor's haggard look, then gently pushed away his own Highness who was at a loss, leaned over and knelt down again: "Your Majesty, Mu Qiu made a slip of the tongue——Please come down crime."

"How can I punish you—I have already forgiven him, if I forgive you again, and he comes to settle accounts with me in a dream at night, wouldn't I pay him with my life?"

The emperor gave a wry smile in a trance, waved his hands weakly, looked at him and said slowly: "Stop kneeling - get up. You and your father really have the same temperament, and you will act like this if you disagree. Is it too observant of etiquette, or is it determined to force Zhen to feel uncomfortable..."

Song Zichen reacted in time this time, stepped forward quickly, gently held Mu Qiu's arm, and persuaded in a low voice: "Mu Qiu, don't be too sad--Uncle Feng said it before, you are now worried. The pulse must not be damaged any more, and the fewer emotions of great joy and sorrow, the better, you have to be obedient..."

"That's right - I forgot, you have a secret wound in your heart, you shouldn't be in such a hurry to tell you about this matter."

Hearing his words, the emperor suddenly reacted and looked at Mu Qiu with concern.Seeing that there was hardly any blood on his face, he couldn't help but frowned, and told the guards behind him, "Go to the palace and invite Imperial Physician Lin to come over and see Qiu'er, and then stay here. That's fine. According to Qiu'er's body, prepare the medicine in time, at least to take good care of her body."

The guard responded and was about to leave, Song Zichen hurriedly raised his voice to stop, hesitating for a while before saying: "Father, Old Madam Lin is very skilled in medicine, and she wants to guard you in the palace..."

"I am in the current situation, what is the difference between guarding and not guarding?"

The emperor let out a soft snort, and seeing the son's tangled face hesitant to speak, he waved his hands casually and said, "I'm just mad at them for being useless, but I can actually send those poisonous incense into my bedroom. This matter has nothing to do with you." It's okay, you don't have to be nervous."

"Father..."

Glancing at his father's expression, and remembering Mu Qiu's instructions, Song Zichen made up his mind, took a tentative step forward, leaned over and said respectfully: "I don't know if I should say something or not. If the father is not angry, the son still wants to tell the father..."

"Well, I'm not angry."

The emperor nodded slightly, his tone softened, and he subconsciously glanced at Mu Qiu who was sitting beside him—for some reason, when he saw the child leaning against the couch with a pale complexion, he always vaguely felt that there was something wrong with him sitting there. It was that person who just stood on that side of the couch with a desperate heart but refused to give up, hoping that he could go there every day, even if it was just to take a look at him.But until the end, when he finally took him back to the palace, it was already too late, and his heart had already completely turned to ashes.

Such a strange guilty conscience made it difficult for him to put on the airs of the emperor, and even had a faint doubt about everything he had always believed in—is it really good to separate?He just wanted to make that person live a few more years and make his life span longer, so he made up his mind to cut off the relationship between the two of them.But looking at it now, I just made that person suffer for a few more years by making my own claim...

"It's... father, the minister there will offend you."

Seeing that his father obviously lost his mind after agreeing, Song Zichen sighed lightly with a headache, but he was determined and continued: "From my son's understanding, father should be right The thing to be extremely vigilant about these things is that even if the people below are indeed negligent, the emperor will not be completely unaware of it - what's more, if it is really their fault, the punishment of the emperor now may seem too light... ..."

Saying this may be a reprimand or even set off, Song Zichen boldly spoke for a while, and looked at his father's expression vigilantly.But I saw that apart from the astonishment in those eyes, there was a full sigh of helplessness: "Did you think of this yourself, or did Mu Qiu teach you to say it? To be honest, you don't have to fight for Qiu'er, even if he told you to say it." Yes, I wouldn't do anything to him either."

"Return to father—this truth was told by Mu Qiu to my son, but it is my own decision to tell my father about this matter."

Unable to get the slightest clue from Mu Qiu's eyes, Song Zichen bent his mind, lowered his head and agreed, then suddenly stepped forward and knelt down, raised his head and said sincerely: "Father, even if you have a handle in your hand, Now is not the right time to be hostile to Marquis Yunhui..."

"Why, because he's on your side now?"

The emperor looked at the son with complicated eyes, playing with the teacup in his hand, and asked in a slightly lower voice.

Song Zichen's heart skipped a beat, he subconsciously pursed his lips and swallowed his saliva, then bent down and fell on the ground: "I don't dare—my father is both my son's father and my son's monarch, no matter Yunhuihou or my son What is the relationship, it is impossible for the minister to act without a father and a king... It's just that the father, the Marquis Yunhui, obviously knows more than you think. Since he has the confidence to resist you, it means He must still have a trump card in his hand—I don't want to see you suffer any damage because of the fight with Yun Huihou, because, because..."

Saying the following words would be suspected of treason, but he also hesitated a little, wondering if he should continue to say it.The emperor looked at him quietly, and then calmly said after a while: "Because of the fight between the emperor and his subjects, the emperor may be lenient to his subjects, but the subjects will never let the emperor go - do you mean that?"

Song Zichen was slightly startled, and without hesitation knocked his head on the ground: "I dare not."

"Okay, you don't need to learn from Mu Qiu to be cautious - just say so if you think so, I won't do anything to you."

The emperor ordered in a low voice, got up and walked over slowly, pulling him up from the ground.After looking at this son for a long time, he sighed very lightly: "At first, I thought that using Ah Jiu as an introduction to completely detonate the conflict with Hou Yunhui, why not just fight it out once, it will be nothing more than a winner or loser." That’s all for Kou. But now——I have to think about you. If something happens to me, how can you, a little prince who has not yet gained a firm foothold, take over this burden? It’s nothing more than to bear it again and put this burden on you. Just hold your breath. After all, it’s not the first time, and there’s nothing I can’t bear.”

"Father..."

Looking at the expression of his father in front of him, Song Zichen's heart softened, and he called out in a slow voice.The emperor just shook his head lightly, sighed and said: "Since you have seen through this matter, I will leave this case to you to investigate. Try to use this opportunity to win the third child, I will not help you, if You can't even do this, and it doesn't make sense to give you that seat—can you do it?"

"Father, my son knows what to do."

Thinking of that person, Song Zichen's eyes turned cold again, and he replied in a deep voice.Looking at the undisguised hatred in his eyes, the emperor sighed very lightly, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "It's nothing more than my delusional thoughts that caused so many evils—if I had chosen Qiu'er in the first place, It may not be that there will be so many things... I don't ask you not to hate him, but I will give him a chance, after all, he is Qiu'er's brother, his son..."

"Yes, my son has remembered."

Song Zichen's tone was calm and unwavering, as if he didn't feel any discomfort because of his father's way of still protecting that person.The emperor looked at his son for a while, and felt as if he could not see through him. For a moment, his heart was desolate, and he felt a little heroic. He turned around and said in a low voice: "That—old man, I know He is here with you. Take good care of him, and I won’t see him anymore...You guys should also rest early, Lao Qi remembers to go to the court tomorrow, and explain the matter of your rations, so as not to waste words.”

"Yes, my son respectfully sent off my father."

Song Zichen wished he could say as little as possible, bowed his head in response, and sent his father out of the house.The emperor seemed unwilling to stay here any longer, and before the guards came back with the imperial physician, he hurried out the door, boarded a sedan chair and circled back to the palace.

Song Zichen panicked, watching his father leave, but still stood at the door in a daze.Before he could react, a figure suddenly flashed past him, and it was Mu Feng who suddenly chased after him.

"What's going on—Uncle Feng!"

Song Zichen hurriedly greeted him, but the man just chased the sedan chair without looking back, which made him subconsciously feel uneasy.Just as he was about to go back and ask Mu Qiu, he saw that Mu Qiu had put on some clothes and followed out at some point, and smiled helplessly: "Your Highness, don't panic—it's just that the emperor went back alone, so I'm somewhat worried. So please ask Uncle Feng to follow up with the secret guards who are not on duty in the house to protect him secretly."

"It's reasonable, it's still your thoughtfulness."

Song Zichen nodded quickly, and watched his improvement carefully, then hesitantly took his hand and said softly: "Mu Qiu...are you still angry? I really didn't realize at that time that the emperor is going to do it." What……"

"Your Highness, don't worry, I'm not aiming at Your Highness—it's just that I sighed a little when I remembered my father's state of mind at that time."

Looking at his tense expression, Mu Qiu had a helpless smile in his eyes, patted his arm lightly, and said in a slow tone: "Your Highness performed very well today, if you are too shrewd, On the contrary, it will cause displeasure in the emperor's heart - the emperor's mood is now in a mess, His Highness should not always be in trouble these few days. We have discussed it, and we will talk about it when we have something to go home, so as not to cause His Highness to be wronged for nothing. "