The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Chapter 304 One Heart and One Virtue
Ji Ruxuan was delighted: "It's just too good."

What kind of bullshit emperor's mission was imposed on him by others, but the person in front of him was what he wanted all his life.

"Let's pull the hook." As if afraid of her repentance, Ji Ruxuan took her hand and forcibly hooked her right little finger.

Jiang Fuguang was speechless: "You are not childish."

Ji Ruxuan shook his hooked fingers: "Hang yourself on the hook, and it won't change for 100 years."

Jiang Fuguang was a bit torn, should I tell him that pulling the hook is just a trick for children to play and play, it doesn't count, so that he won't have to pull the hook no matter what in the future.

"Hurry up." He urged.

Jiang Fuguang had no choice but to say: "No change for 100 years."

With a happy face, Ji Ruxuan raised her thumbs and put her own thumbs together: "Ten fingers connected to the heart, we have pulled the hook and covered the fingerprints. If we are of the same heart and mind, we cannot go back on our word."

"Understood." Jiang Fuguang said angrily.

Forget it, seeing him pulling Goola so happily, I won't tell him.

……

After the dynasty was dispersed, Emperor Nanxing summoned Jiang Jingzhang in the South Study Room.

Jiang Jingzhang was apprehensive, with a terrified expression, and entered the South Study Room with Zhang Dequan. After seeing His Majesty, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"My son has seen his father."

Emperor Nanxing's face was calm, and he looked at him for a while: "Get up, there are no outsiders here, only you and my father and son. Right now we are not emperors and ministers, but father and son."

Jiang Jingzhang was stunned for a moment, then got up in awe.

Emperor Nanxing walked to the window and looked at the dusk outside the window: "Jing Zhang, you are my only son."

Jiang Jingzhang lowered his head, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. In His Majesty's mind, what is the difference between him, the only son of the legitimate son, and Jiang Jinghuang?
Has His Majesty ever cared?
"The Great Yu Dynasty was destroyed by the disaster of foreign relatives. Jiang Jiagui was the great prince at that time. He was the person who witnessed the disaster and sacrificed a lot for it. The lessons learned from the past are the first. The emperors of all dynasties have taken warning. , to prevent foreign relatives from monopolizing power, not against you."

Emperor Nanxing looked back at him, and saw that he lowered his head, with a respectful attitude: "But it doesn't matter whether you make a heir or not, it doesn't matter to you, the only direct prince. I am worried that I will not be able to ascend the throne in the future."

Jiang Jingzhang sneered in his heart: Then he became a puppet emperor in name only, serving as Jiang Fuguang's regent and Taiwei's dictatorship?

In order to prevent the Cheng'an Hou Mansion from monopolizing power, you suppressed your son-in-law.

Could it be that the Taiwei Mansion is not a foreign relative, so you don't worry about the Taiwei Mansion's monopoly?

After all, isn't it eccentric?

Emperor Nanxing walked up to him: "You tell me the truth, did you participate in what the Marquis of Chengan did?"

Jiang Jingzhang quickly knelt down and couldn't get up: "Report to the emperor, I dare to swear to the sky, I don't know what the Marquis of Chengan is doing, please be careful."

After speaking, he kowtowed to the ground again.

Looking at the figure kneeling on the ground, Emperor Nanxing was silent for a long time, so long that Jiang Jingzhang thought that if His Majesty didn't believe his words, he would swear to the sky.

"That being the case," Emperor Nanxing said in a low voice after a while, "Your empress mother is in poor health, so stay in the palace to take care of her sickness for a while."

Jiang Jingzhang finally breathed a sigh of relief, kowtowed to thank him, then got up, and was surprised that his back was wet with sweat, and there was a faint coolness, which made him shudder all over.

"Go!" Emperor Nanxing said.

Jiang Jingzhang retreated respectfully, and was about to leave the palace when he was stopped by Emperor Nanxing.

"I offended Marquis Chengan this time, do you have resentment in your heart?"

Jiang Jingzhang's heart was beating fast, and he knelt down hastily: "Marquis Cheng'an destroyed the dike and flooded the people. It is an unforgivable crime. Your Majesty has reported to the Duke to deal with it. My son and minister will never complain."

There was another half-hour of silence in the South study.

Jiang Jingzhang couldn't get up on the ground, how could he not complain?How can you not be angry?Without the support of his family, how can he restrain the Taiwei's mansion, how can he prevent Jiang Fuguang's regency from being monopolized?
In the south study room, there was a dead silence.

"I hope, you really think so." Nanxing Emperor's voice was not high, but every word was like a cold sharp sword, piercing through people's hearts.

When Jiang Jingzhang came out of the South Study, he was already exhausted.

The night wind was slightly cold, and he couldn't help shivering. Only then did he realize that there was a chill all over his body, piercing to the bone.

Empress Lin was in a state of distress for the Marquis of Cheng'an, and when she heard that His Majesty had summoned King An in the South Study Room, her heart felt panicked again.

As soon as Jiang Jingzhang entered the central palace, Empress Lin waved her back and hurriedly asked, "What did your father say just now?"

Jiang Jingzhang still had lingering fears in his heart, so he recounted the conversation in the South Study Room in detail: "...Father probably blamed me for the destruction of the embankment by Marquis Cheng'an."

Empress Lin's anxious mood suddenly calmed down: "Your father asked you to stay in the middle palace to serve the sick, because he wanted you to avoid Cheng'an Hou's mansion. Next, you stay in the palace with peace of mind. matter, don’t interfere.”

Jiang Jingzhang was stunned for a moment: "But..." That was his uncle after all.

"No, but," Empress Lin patted his hand, "You are His Majesty's only direct son, as long as you are not implicated in the affairs of the Marquis of Cheng'an, you will be able to escape unscathed, and the court officials will still support you." you."

Sooner or later, she will recover this blood debt from the Marquis of Cheng'an Mansion, and at that time, she will definitely fill the House of Taiwei's family and pay for the burial of the Marquis of Cheng'an Mansion.

Jiang Jingzhang couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and then he said unwillingly: "Could it be that we just watched the Cheng'an Houfu be convicted, without the support of my family, how will I fight Jiang Fuguang in the future?"

Empress Lin's face was very ugly, and she said sharply: "Jiang Fuguang returned to the court after the disaster, and he was in the limelight inside and outside the court. Do you really think that only a small minister of the Ministry of Industry can find out that the Marquis of Cheng'an destroyed the embankment and flooded the people? Cheng'an Marquis An is an uncle of the country, and there are many party members in Hangzhou, Wen Yiqian wants to investigate the Marquis of Cheng An's residence, but there are many people who will trip him up and stop him."

"How serious is the destruction of the embankment?"

"Even if the aristocratic family has a clue, how dare they casually tell a small river inspector?"

"How can a small history of monitoring the river can compete with the dignified uncle?"

"Aren't you afraid of leaking the news and bringing disasters to the family?"

Repeated questions made Jiang Jingzhang turn pale.

Empress Lin said bitterly: "Wen Yiqian is just at the mercy of Jiang Fuguang."

The person who found out that the embankment was destroyed was Jiang Fuguang. She used Wen Yiqian's identity as the supervisor of the river channel to expose the matter logically and put aside all ties.

Jiang Jingzhang's complexion was gloomy.

Empress Lin gritted her teeth, and said in a cold voice, "Jiang Fuguang returned to Beijing this time to quell the disaster. His virtuous reputation has been widely spread by those literati and students. For one thing, she will never let you go, even your uncle fell into her hands, and you still want to bump into him and give him his head?"

(End of this chapter)