The ugly concubine of the foolish king

Chapter 190 five, in the dark of night, I saw the fourth prince running quickly on the official road. The place where the horses passed was dusty, and the leader was the fourth prince Feng Yutang in disguise.

But seeing that he was dressed in black, he had an obvious arrogance all over his body. This kind of arrogance made people dare not approach easily. When he arrived at the post station and changed horses, he didn't care to drink a sip of water, and ran around for a while. Finally, at the In the starry night, he came to the gate of Feng Palace.

After dismounting, the guards of the palace saw him and quietly let him in. In a small room in front of the door, they changed him into a set of ordinary clothes. Then, they formed a line of soldiers and led him to the Go in the direction of the inner courtyard of the palace.

Along the way, the leaders were extremely careful, but the more careful they were, the more problems would arise. When passing by the gate of the Queen's Palace, they unexpectedly bumped into Chang San.

Chang San waved the fly whisk in his hand, he had already passed by, but stopped his steps.

"Zhang Shouwei, wait a moment." Chang San's call made Zhang Shouwei's face flash with a gleam of panic, but he quickly regained his composure. Feng Yutang, who was following behind him, pulled his hand Head, to prevent Chang San from seeing his face clearly.

"What orders does the third eunuch have?" Zhang Shouwei started talking to Chang San with a smile on his face.

"In the past few days, the palace has not been peaceful, especially two things happened in the queen's palace one after another. When you are looking for the night, you must be careful." Chang San instructed.

"Don't worry, San Gonggong, our general has doubled his manpower, and we will never let what happened last time happen again." General Zhang promised.

"Great, go ahead." Chang San said again, Zhang Shouwei gathered himself, led the people, and planned to leave.

However, at this time, Chang San called him again, and looked at the team. "General Zhang, this young general has an obvious face, haven't you seen him?" Chang San was a know-it-all in the palace, but there were few people he didn't know who he had met.

"Regarding San Gonggong, these people were all selected from the Eastern Suburb Forbidden Army. Since they just arrived, there is no time to meet San Gonggong. However, in a few days, they will definitely respect San Gonggong well." Zhang Shouwei spoke up.

"Well, you are all good boys with a bright future." Chang San laughed aloud, he no longer needs anything, this feeling of superiority is quite good. "Okay, let's get busy."

When everyone left, sweat was dripping from Zhang Shouwei's face. Fortunately, this pass was passed, and the group went straight to Feng Qingcheng's palace.

When he arrived at the door, after looking around, Zhang Shouwei said to Feng Yutang, "My lord, go in, the emperor has been waiting for my lord for a long time." After Zhang Shouwei finished speaking, he led the people to retreat quickly.

When he entered the door, Feng Yutang felt melancholy for a while, he was originally a father and son, the closest people in the world, it was unexpected, but they had to meet in this way.

In the room, red candles were flickering, Feng Yutang could vaguely see Feng Qingcheng writing something under the candlestick.

"Five yuan, okay, put it away." Feng Qingcheng finished writing a piece of yellow tissue paper in his hand, put it into the box, locked it himself, and then handed it to Wu Yuan.

"Yes. Your majesty, your majesty, the fourth master has arrived and is waiting in front of the door." Wu Yuan whispered.

"Let my son come in." At this time, Feng Qingcheng completely became a loving father. After he finished speaking, he stood up, stretched his waist, Wu Yuan held the box and exited.

Not long after, Feng Yutang came in. As soon as he saw Feng Qingcheng, he knelt down. It was just over a month since he saw Feng Qingcheng. Feng Qingcheng looked much older, and the wrinkles on his face were obviously a little deeper. All right, the complexion of the whole person is not as good as before.

"Father." Feng Yutang's kneeling body was reluctant to get up for a long time.

"My son, get up." It was rare for Feng Qingcheng to be so gentle to Feng Yutang. He had never spoken to Feng Yutang in such a gentle way before.

"How is Father's health recently?" Feng Yutang asked.

"It's much better. Look at my complexion, isn't it much better than when you left last time?" Feng Qingcheng laughed, and the smile touched the skin on his face, obviously showing an old feeling.

"It's much better, but Father still needs a lot of conditioning. No, I went to the fief this time and found a thousand-year-old ginseng. Father can drink some ginseng soup, because it's relatively slow to come back. In a hurry, so there is no time..." Feng Yutang took out from his arms the old ginseng that had been rubbed into shape by him, and a red rope was tied to the old ginseng.

"My son has a heart." Feng Qingcheng laughed. This kind of smile is the most satisfying kind of smile in the world. He loves any of his five sons, but love also has different ways. As a The king of the country, for the sake of the country, the world, and the people, even his own son, he has to guard against.

"Honoring the emperor, this is what a son should do." Feng Yutang said seriously, looking at the old man in front of him, he couldn't help feeling sad for a while.

"Okay, my father called you here today, not to renew the old days with you. My father has something important to discuss with you." After Feng Qingcheng finished speaking, Feng Yutang felt a sense of disbelief. Never thought that he had any qualifications to ask Feng Qingcheng to discuss important matters with him.

"Father, do you want your son to do something?" Feng Yutang asked, and he felt that Feng Qingcheng was a bit unusual today.

"Son, in the past, Royal Father ignored you and left to perish. Moreover, knowing that some things were not your fault, he still imposed them on you and made you suffer wrong. You hate Royal Father Is it?" Feng Qingcheng looked at Feng Yutang seriously and asked, at this moment, he didn't want to let go of any expression on Feng Yutang's face.

"My son is not an idiot. I know my father's painstaking efforts. If my father hadn't done this, my son might be dead now." Feng Yutang said seriously, and I want to say that I hated it before, but later, He thought for a while, and then looked at what the queen did. He really figured it out. He also knew that his father was in trouble. It was not easy for him to be a king, and it was even more difficult to be a father. Who can understand this painstaking effort? Woolen cloth?

"My son, I didn't misunderstand you. In the past few years, I know the achievements you have made in the fief. Moreover, I know in detail, son, you are very good. In politics, you have the demeanor of your father. " Feng Qingcheng became proud.

His sons, more or less, are somewhat similar to him. The eldest son resembles him in courage, the second son resembles him in elegance, and the third son resembles him. What resembles him is the viciousness, what the fourth son resembles him is the decisiveness, what his fifth son resembles him, is the consistent infatuation.

"Father is too much, how can a son be as good as one ten thousandth of his father." Feng Yutang lowered his head, he thought that Feng Qingcheng was a generation of Mingjun, and would be praised by future generations. According to his good fortune, he might not be as good as Feng Qing It's one ten thousandth of it.

"Son, it's not good to be too modest." Feng Qingcheng smiled without saying a word, "Father intends to hand over the land and mountains of the feudal kingdom to you. I wonder if you can afford it?"

Finally, when it comes to the topic, once Feng Qingcheng's words fell, Feng Yutang was completely stunned. He originally thought that Feng Qingcheng came to him this time because he wanted him to keep Feng Yuchen's throne for ten thousand years It's so long, I didn't expect it, but I gave him such a sentence.

As soon as he heard this, he knelt down in panic, the sacred heart is unpredictable, even his father is also a king.

"Father, my son has never overstepped the rules, so please please Father..." In Feng Qingcheng's view, Feng Yutang's reaction was nothing more than expected. He stretched out his hand and helped Feng Yutang up. .

"Son, Father is serious. Father intends to hand this country into your hands. Father just wants to ask you, can you afford it?" Feng Qingcheng repeated these words seriously, Feng Yutang took a closer look and found that there was no probing tone in it.

"If the father is at ease, the son will definitely be able to carry it." Feng Yutang had thought about this for a long time, even in his dreams.However, in his heart, he was still quite uneasy.

In terms of age, he is not the eldest son, and in terms of seniority, he is just the son of a concubine. Moreover, this concubine was granted the title later. In terms of liking, his father liked Feng Yuchen the most. He still couldn't believe it when it came to his head.

"Great, son, from now on, we will rely on you for the country's country." Feng Qingcheng smiled. After years of research, he has already established the best candidate for the country's control and determination. It will be thousands of years.

"But, father, didn't you say that the future prince will be the fifth younger brother?" Feng Yutang was puzzled by too many things, and he had to ask clearly.

"Son, you are still too immature. There are some things that are best if you don't understand." Feng Qing sighed. "Since you don't understand, don't ask any more." Feng Qingcheng sat down heavily and closed his eyes. "I'm old, and my health is getting worse and worse. I'm afraid that the day of my death is not far away. I have already written an imperial edict. After a hundred years, I will announce it. At that time, you will become a Emperor of Feng Kingdom, son, treat your brothers well." Feng Qing entrusted his sons to the hands of the future monarch as if entrusting something.

"Father, don't worry, my son will definitely do it." Feng Yutang's heart jumped up completely, and the good thing that happened in the world finally fell on his head.

"Okay, you go back. Father is tired and needs to rest." Feng Qingcheng waved his hand, indicating that Feng Yutang could step back, Feng Yutang knelt down to Feng Qingcheng again, and then left.

Feng Qingcheng closed his eyes, looked at the back of Feng Yutang's leaving, domineering, what the emperor needs, is such a man, only such a man can carry the heavy throne.