Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 2563 Words are not speculative
Faced with Prince Li Chengqian's questioning, Changsun Wuji's explanation can be said to be weak, and it can be said to be indifferent...

But Li Chengqian had a smile on his face, and said softly: "Where does Gu mean to blame my uncle? I just reminded my uncle. After all, you and my nephew are connected by blood. How could my uncle have any reason to murder my nephew? Hehe, my uncle is weak, please hurry up." rise."

He stretched out his hand again to help Changsun Wuji.

So what if you don't smile and appease?In his heart, he hated Changsun Wuji to the point of death. The old thief tried to dethrone him several times. The two of them can basically be said to be "undead". If there is even a chance, Li Chengqian is even willing to reach out and kill this uncle. ...

But he couldn't, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't do it.

As the head of the most honored ministers in the court, Changsun Wuji has always been regarded by the world as "the most meritorious minister in the world", almost equivalent to the role model of all ministers.As long as such a person does not commit the great crime of treason, he will basically have a good death.

Otherwise, what will the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and the subjects of the world think?
No matter His Majesty Li Er or Li Chengqian, they are absolutely unwilling to bear the infamy of "feeling and ungrateful"...

Changsun Wuji also knew that the prince must have endured a lot of suffering. If he couldn't get up again, he might just throw his hands away when the prince became angry from embarrassment.Your Majesty will definitely not come to the eldest grandson's house to express condolences. First, the eldest grandson Huan is just a concubine's eldest son, and his status cannot allow the emperor to condescend to come to the mansion in person. Furthermore, with the current situation of the royal family and the eldest grandson's family, His Majesty Li Er is absolutely I don't care about the funeral of the grandson's family.

Of course, if his eldest grandson Wuji died, then His Majesty Li Er would definitely come back...

If the emperor refused to come, if the prince was angry again, then the momentum of the eldest grandson's family would fall to the bottom. The dignified Duke Zhao's family held a funeral, and the emperor and prince were not there. Who would know what this meant?
Even if the secrets are full of filth, but on the bright side we still have to do it.

Changsun Wuji took advantage of the situation and got up, but he refused to stand properly. Instead, he slipped and barely stopped, shaking his body a few times.

The family members behind screamed and rushed forward, supported him, and hurriedly helped him back to the bed to lie down.

Changsun Wuji closed his eyelids, and said weakly: "Your Highness, forgive me, the old minister was dizzy for a while, I'm rude..."

Li Chengqian clicked his tongue, his mouth was too tired to crooked.

He is not an old-fashioned person, and he has never paid much attention to the etiquette of the monarch and his ministers. Fang Jun often goes in and out of the East Palace. He always holds Fang Jun's hand, or talks with each other for a long time, or sits and drinks with each other. That set is the same with others.

But Changsun Wuji, an old thief, insisted on putting on a show, he wouldn't even sit with him for a while, lying on the bed like a prostitute, how could he have half a status as a prince in his eyes?
The clay figurine was still angry, and Li Chengqian, no matter how good-tempered he was, no matter how generous he was, he felt so angry that he couldn't bear it!
He smiled and said, "Uncle, why must you be so polite? Sending a white-haired man to a black-haired man is the ultimate sadness in the world. It is normal for uncle to be anxious and weak when he suffers such a blow. As a nephew alone, how can he?" Blame uncle for being rude? It's just that the heart disease still needs heart medicine. The eldest grandson's family has to be taken care of by uncle. Those who suffer pain, those who hate quickly.”

Hearing this, Changsun Wuji's temples twitched and he tried his best to endure his anger. Just as he was about to speak, Li Chengqian continued, "Uncle is usually very thoughtful. It took a lot of hard work, and the age shortens the life. Now that you are old and frail, you will no longer have the spirit of the dragon and horse in the past, so you should spend more time enjoying family relationships in the mansion and less planning."

Changsun Wuji lay on the bed, his chest bulging with anger.

He didn't expect the prince to change so much. In the past, his character was cowardly and he didn't say anything when he suffered a loss, but now he is so sharp in counterattacking the trick he set him up just now.

He was obviously scolding himself for not thinking about bad ideas all day long, otherwise it would be easy to lose his life...

Changsun Wuji closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said slowly: "Thank you for your kind words, Your Highness, but the old minister has been good at planning all his life, and it has become a habit to think before and after situations. There is a near worry', if the old minister hadn't planned a strategy, how could he have helped His Majesty to win the victory thousands of miles away? Alas, I am old and useless, but now I don't even bother to think about it, but I hope so Young people generally try to have fun."

Li Chengqian's face remained unchanged, he nodded and said: "What uncle said is very reasonable...Sometimes young people are really careless in thinking, impulsive and reckless when encountering things. If they can think about the cause and effect, maybe many mistakes will not be made, and many mistakes will not be made. There is no price to pay.”

There are two meanings in these words, of course Changsun Wuji understands them.

One: Young people are impulsive and reckless. You think you have no plans to spare, but the other party is in a hurry and doesn't consider the consequences at all. If you become crazy and the situation is out of control, you may not be able to afford the price.

Second: You are good at calculating, you can calculate and calculate, but have you ever calculated that you will steal chickens and lose money, and in the end you will get your own son involved, and you need to force your son to death to save the defeat?

This is heartbreaking...

Changsun Wuji was so angry that he almost vomited three liters of blood again, closed his eyes and didn't speak.

In his heart, he secretly wondered: when the prince was usually clumsy and cowardly, when did he learn to speak so sharply and aggressively?

Li Chengqian was also upset when he saw that his eldest grandson Wuji ignored him. He nodded and said, "Uncle is weak and needs to take care of himself. I don't want to make noise here and trouble my uncle, so I went back to the palace first. I wish my uncle a happy birthday." Succeed, take care."

Hearing this, Changsun Wuji opened his eyes, struggled to get up, and said in his mouth: "The old minister respectfully sends His Highness..."

Li Chengqian hurriedly took two steps forward, put his hand on Changsun Wuji's shoulder, and said, "Uncle, you don't have to get up to see him off, you and I are dear relatives, why should you care about these vain rituals?"

He didn't exert any force on his hands, but Changsun Wuji had already taken advantage of the situation and lay back on the couch...

Li Chengqian twitched at the corner of his mouth, took a deep look at Changsun Wuji, straightened up, and said, "Uncle is good to rest, so I'll leave for now."

Changsun Wuji said weakly: "Old minister, send your highness respectful..."

Li Chengqian saluted slightly, turned around and walked out of the bedroom without further words.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he couldn't help but jump on the cave and strangle this old thief to death...

*****
On the bed, Changsun Wuji closed his eyes tightly, and opened them slowly when the sound of Li Chengqian's footsteps disappeared outside the door.

A favored concubine sat on the bed, helped him up, let him lean on the pillow, took a bowl of ginseng soup and served him a few sips. Seeing that his face had calmed down, he complained a little: " Why provoke His Highness the Crown Prince like that? Even if you don't want to see him, you are still the prince of the country, knowing that it is impossible to stand up for us, but to say those words is simply humiliating yourself."

This concubine was also from the Guanlong clan, and was always loved by her.

Changsun Wuji let out a long breath, but said nothing.

The prince doesn't care?

In fact, it doesn't matter, just as the prince said in those few words satirizing him, it would be strange if he took care of it.

He just used this to let the prince express his attitude, and then let those Guanlong nobles take a look-we are now the group of people who are not loved by the emperor and the prince, and we are already standing on the edge of the cliff. Instead of quickly thinking about how to hold together to keep warm and unite as one, instead of making a fuss about parting ways, wouldn't it be suicide?
Now that His Majesty is in power, we have been suppressed, and our interests have suffered heavy losses. In the future, when the crown prince ascends the throne, His Majesty's policy will continue, and because the Guanlong nobles have always advocated deposing the crown prince, Fang Jun and other political enemies will surround the prince. Ascending to the throne will even intensify efforts to suppress the Guanlong nobles. Those idiots who think that they can turn the situation around by leaving the "group" and standing on their own are simply whimsical!

The way out for the nobles of Guanlong can only be to follow closely behind his eldest grandson Wuji, with everyone pinning their heads to their waistbands and earning a bright future with their lives!
If it is allowed to be suppressed by the imperial power, the final outcome will be to obliterate everyone until it disappears...

He opened his eyes, looked at the youngest son, Sun Run, who was serving on the side of the bed, and asked, "Did the Guanlong family ever send someone to express their condolences?"

Changsun Run hurriedly said: "There are people here, and most of them are the heads of the family."

Only then did Changsun Wuji heave a sigh of relief, and his nervous guilt relaxed slightly. His son did not die in vain...

Nodding his head, he said: "Invite them all here, and say that you have something important to discuss with them as a father."

(End of this chapter)