I wish my son was stupid and reckless

When Meng Wei was writing the imperial edict, he was more coherent than in the past. When the ink was drying after writing, for no reason, he thought of the words that were born from evil.

But the wealth of the sky is in front of him, as long as Li Yan does not kill him immediately after the incident, he will surely be prosperous in the future.

How he earns his life from the emperor is also a part of his calculations. At worst, he will only be released for ten years. Once Li Lan really secures the throne, he will definitely not shorten his wealth and glory.

Whether he is stupid or not...

Thinking of this, my heart was moved again, through the official uniform, I pressed the plum blossom golden lock hanging on my chest, and said after a long while: "My minister's wealth and life are all paid to Your Highness, if anything happens, please be sure to Send someone to sue."

Li Lan glanced at him, smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "I know--this king still thinks you are very courageous. If Li Lun dies, this king will call Le Ran to tell you. You think about it first." Method, no matter what, don't let your teacher know."

As he spoke, he took out the written imperial edict from his hand, and left with his sleeves.

Meng Wei stood where he was, watching Li Lan go away through the door, as if he suddenly lost his strength, and sat down on his own, he didn't realize it until after a while, his inner clothes were soaked with sweat at some point.

He reached into his collar, grabbed the golden plum blossoms hanging on his chest, and stroked with his fingertips, tracing the monogram on the back of the golden plum blossoms.

After Li Lan went back, he didn't rush to send the edict, but took off his clothes and got under the covers.

Li Yan felt shallow, and was naturally startled by him, and asked in a daze, "Lan'er?"

Li Lan leaned over and kissed his forehead: "Lan'er couldn't sleep, so I went to play with Qiong for a while."

Li Yan gave a low laugh, stretched out his arms to hug him, and said, "You, if you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you know how to mess around..."

It's not like this happened in the past, the emperor didn't take it seriously, he just coaxed very gently: "Okay, go to sleep."

Li Lan looked at the outline of his father's eyebrows in the night, and leaned over to kiss him again, thinking sweetly: Finally, my father will belong to me alone.

In the afternoon of the next day, Le Ran was ordered to go out of the palace to announce an edict, which was to reprimand the minister of the Ministry of Industry.

He also has a heart.

There are two edicts in the sleeve, the same is the center of the edict, the same is written by the imperial seal, and the same is covered with a jade seal. One is a derogatory edict that the emperor has seen before, and the other is a death edict that the emperor knows nothing about.

Le Ran has served Li Lan for more than ten years, and it was only last night that she saw Li Lan writing with a brush for the first time-the ink brush was circulating, turning horizontally and vertically, all of which were exactly the same as the pens used today.He watched Li Lan write those words, and when he read them again, he still felt that they were written by the emperor himself.

Although the edict is false, it is seamless.Le Ran thought, it's good to be the butler of a silly prince, but how can it compare to being the chief steward of the palace?That's what the ministers have to work hard to curry favor with.Don't you see that the power is as powerful as thanking the prime minister, how can you not get some gold leaf and silver ingots as rewards for passing on to him... Of course there are some upright Erlangzi, but if they are really high-ranking and powerful, as long as they are exquisite, they won't The friendship with the servants around the emperor is too bad.

Thinking of Xie Xiang, Le Ran suddenly felt a little timid, and after thinking about it, the little Meng Sheren who wrote this edict was Xie Xiang's only proud student, so he let out another breath.

After sending his adopted son to report to Meng Wei, the eldest son of Diao Dang, one of the most in the palace, got into the car steadily, and secretly said a slang in a local accent that he hadn't used for many years: "The timid will starve to death, and the bold will die... If you don't do it, you will definitely be killed by the sixth brother, why not do it!"

Li Yan took a nap in the afternoon as a rule, not to mention that he has been in a bad condition for the past few days, and the medicine he drank added a lot of soothing prescriptions, so he slept for more than an hour, and he was still a little groggy.

He opened his eyes and saw Li Lan sitting in front of his bed. His beloved youngest son had bright eyes and a happy expression on his face, and he handed him a teacup.

Li Yan rubbed his eyebrows and half stood up, Li Lan understood, and handed the teacup to his lips, Li Yan lowered his head and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and asked softly, "Lan'er, why are you so happy?"

Li Lan put down the teacup with a smile, rubbed his arms against him, and said, "Father, you don't have to be angry with Li Lun anymore—Father can finally make Lan'er the crown prince! In this way, Lan'er can always be the prince." I'm staying with my father in the palace!"

Li Yan was not as happy as he thought, the emperor blinked his eyes, as if he didn't understand what he was saying, looked at him blankly, and said after a while, "You said... what?"

Li Lan tilted his head, and repeated: "Li Lun is dead, father can make Lan'er the crown prince!"

Li Yan raised his hand to cover his lips, coughed twice, Li Lan went to pat him on the back, Li Yan broke away from him abruptly, and said in a shy voice, "You want to...you want to be a prince? Cough cough cough... What about Li Lun...how, how did Li Lun die...how did he die?"

"Lan'er knew that the emperor would not let him go, so Lan'er managed to write an imperial edict ordering Li Lun to die." Li Lan said with some pride, as if asking for credit.But seeing that Li Yan was coughing badly, he handed over the teacup with great concern: "What about Father? Father... isn't it happy?"

Li Yan only felt that his entire chest was in severe pain, even breathing in made him tremble with pain, a puff of fishy smell rose from his throat, there was a buzzing sound in his ears, and his vision was extremely blurred.

Only a few words of Li Lan's excitement were vaguely heard.

--Li Lun is dead.

--Father can make Lan'er the crown prince.

--Lan'er managed to write an imperial edict, stamped the jade seal, and bestowed Li Lun to death.

Li Yan stared at him intently, for some reason, he vaguely remembered Xie Bie's worried admonition back then.

"Your Majesty doesn't get close to his courtiers. Now that he is ill, even the palace people don't let him get close. He only favors the sixth brother... If the sixth brother is not really stupid, how easy is it to isolate China and foreign countries?"

How did you answer it?

"Lan'er is innocent and innocent, but Zi Nian really worries too much."

Li Yan laughed softly, the more he laughed, the harder he laughed, as if he felt that this was not enough to express the absurdity he was full of at the moment, the emperor even thumped the bed hard.

Li Lan blinked his eyes. He thought that his father's smile was because he was happy, but the expression on Li Yan's face made him unable to feel that it was happiness. The little prince was a little flustered, and called him softly: "Father...?"

Li Yan raised his hand to cover his lips, seemed to be laughing hard, and coughed, Li Lan felt more and more wrong, pressed his shoulder and forced his hand away.

I saw the entire sleeve, dripping with blood.

Li Lan was so frightened that tears fell down at that moment, and she exclaimed in shock, "Father!!!"

Li Yan took one last look at him, coughed up another mouthful of blood, and collapsed back on the couch like a crane with broken wings.