Long live Emperor Wu!

Liu Shi clapped his hands towards his sister again and said silently:

"Didn't I say that you don't need to be afraid if you have your mother's family to back you? Why was our young son chosen as the crown princess back then? Wasn't it because he had some connections with those aristocratic families and was weak in power?

Your Majesty needs our family to represent one party in the court, have a channel for communication and form a delicate balance with others.

He is not Emperor Taizong. He has just ascended the throne. People who supported Emperor Taizong in the past may not support him wholeheartedly. He needs to treat every force carefully and will not offend anyone easily. "

When Mrs. Liu of the State of Wei heard this, she frowned and said angrily:

"Then he still bullies our second mother? Does he understand these things in his heart?"

Liu Shi leaned back speechlessly, then pulled back and whispered:

"Of course he knows... How could he be the heir chosen by Emperor Taizong? Otherwise, guess what, if he doesn't like Qing'er so much, why is he still keeping her until now?"

When Mrs. Wei heard this, her heart thumped and she said:
"Then the little emperor is so powerful? Then... wouldn't it mean that Er Niang is still at risk of being deposed?

She cannot be deposed. If an ordinary family is divorced, she can still remarry.She is the queen, if she is deposed... wouldn't the rest of her life be over? "

The more she talked, the sadder she became, and she began to cry while wiping her tears.

"Hey... why do you think that the wind is like the rain and you can't be stable at all? There is also a game between the monarch and his ministers. He understands in his heart, but he is not as capable as Emperor Taizong."

Liu Shi said, with memories and admiration in his eyes again, and said:
"Emperor Taizong, he is not an ordinary person. In front of him, we are always led by the nose without knowing it.

Military generals are always passionate and follow him into battle, regardless of life or death.

The civil servant seems to be controlling him with advice, but in fact, no one can stop him from doing what he wants to do. In the end, they will unknowingly support his decision with all their strength. "

He withdrew his gaze from memory, took a sip of tea hanging on the table, and said with a sigh:
"Such a person is rare in a thousand years. In comparison, our current young emperor is much more immature.

He is also a smart person. The way he looks at you is a look that understands everything, just like a god looking at a mortal, transparent.

Unfortunately, he is a statue of a god in a temple. "

Mrs. Wei Guo was fascinated by what she heard. She wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief and asked:

"Statue? What do you mean?"

Liu Shi smiled proudly, holding the tea bowl, looking at his sister with his eyes and said:

"What do you mean? He won't move... Just pay homage to the gods in the temple. Who do you think is really scared?"

Why, because everyone knows that statues do not punish people. There are many people who kill and set fire under the eyes of the statue.

Even if he understands it in his heart, so what?

His reputation for being kind-hearted is not fake. He has been soft-hearted since he was a child. When those who follow him make mistakes, he will leave a way out for them before they say anything. If he asks a few more times, he can forgive people's sins.

At best, it just drives people away, out of sight and out of mind.

For someone like him, as an emperor, many courtiers would take a wait-and-see attitude...Looking ahead, he may not win in the game between emperor and ministers.

If he can't win, Qing'er's position at the back will be preserved, and so will the glory and wealth of our family. "

……

……

Night, Wude Hall.

Li Shan was lying on the bed with his hands on his chest, his eyes closed and his brows slightly furrowed, sleeping uneasily.

Suddenly, his whole body tensed up, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

He had another nightmare.Ever since he decreed the appointment of Li Zhong as the crown prince, he has always had the same dream.

This dream cannot be told to others, because if it spreads from anyone's mouth, it will have a negative impact on his rule.

However, he really wanted to talk to someone, talk about this dream, talk about his worries, and find out whether it was because he was suspicious or if something really went wrong.

Sadly, there is no living person around him that he can trust.

Ha...this is what it feels like to be truly alone.

Back then, could my father still talk to his mother about his troubles?What about him?

His wife was not of the same mind as him, and the concubines in the harem were all tools to carry on the family line. The ministers in the court relied on his decision-making and watched his performance.

If he wants to be a good emperor, he cannot show any vulnerability in front of them.

Relatives? ... Where does he have any relatives now?

Needless to say, the fourth brother Li Tai, the two sisters have their own families and children, so the focus cannot be on him.

He just lay on the bed, thinking about it over and over with his eyes open. The more he thought about it, the sadder he felt, and the more he thought about his father.

If the father is still alive, these words can naturally be said to him.

Who else can I say to now?

He couldn't sleep anymore, so he lifted the bed curtain and sat up from the bed.

The maid on night duty outside heard the commotion and came in quickly carrying a palace lantern.

The candlelight bypassed the screen, dispersing the surrounding darkness and loneliness, and illuminated Li Shan's face.

The maid asked in a low voice:

"What's your majesty's order?"

The absent-minded Li Shanzhu looked at the sky and saw that there was no need to go to court tomorrow, so he simply stayed up and asked the palace maid to light a lamp on the desk.

He went to take out the "Emperor Fan" on the bookshelf, sat cross-legged in front of the desk, unfolded the book, and read page by page, his fingers caressing the pages.

This was written specifically to him by his father, like a long letter and an ardent expectation.

I still remember that at that time, my father held up the lamp and wrote down these experiences word for word in the long night, just for peace of mind.

He looked at the familiar handwriting on it, and his nose couldn't help but feel sour again.

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When Wu Rou entered Ganye Temple for three months, the former Concubine Yan De, now the Concubine of the State of Yue, sent a maid to visit her and brought her two letters from home.

One for her mother, Yang, and one for her second sister, Wu Shun.

Yang comforted her in every possible way in the letter, saying that thanks to Wu Shun's blessing, she married the King of Yue's bodyguard and could always take care of her, and everything at home was fine.

It was only a year ago that her sister Wu Wen, who was married to Jingzhou, died of illness. The news only came here in the past few days. She was heartbroken and asked Wu Rou to pray and chant sutras for Wu Wen in the temple.

Her second sister Wu Shunxin said more.After so many years, she is still the same, talking endlessly about her grievances, as if she is crying, and asking what to do every time.

She said, ever since you entered Ganye Temple, the two brothers have often ridiculed your mother, saying that you were so obsessed with yourself and ended up earning a future as a nun for yourself. You should have listened to them honestly in the first place. Marry an old businessman and become his stepmother.

They said that they began to make excuses again. They ate a lot of food and meat at home and were extravagant and wasteful. When it came time to give money and food to support their mother, they said that they had no position and were living in vain. The expenses in the government were too high and there was no money.