Tang Dynasty: Taking the Empress Dowager to a brothel, Father Emperor, what a coincidence!

Lizheng Hall.

There were no palace maids serving inside the hall, and it was very quiet.

Empress Zhangsun held a string of Buddhist prayer beads in her hand, but no matter how she turned them, she always felt uneasy.

"Wealth and prosperity."

Empress Zhangsun looked up and called out.

Fugui walked in from outside the palace.

"Go, find a way to secretly invite the Duke of Zhao into the palace. Don't alert anyone."

Fu Gui accepted the order and withdrew.

Half an hour later.

Changsun Wuji followed Fugui and entered through the side door of Lizheng Hall.

"Your humble servant pays his respects..."

Just as Changsun Wuji was about to bow, Changsun Wugou waved his hand.

"Brother, there are no outsiders here, no need for formalities. Please have a seat."

Fu Gui brought over a brocade stool, and then tactfully retreated outside the hall.

After sitting down, Changsun Wuji observed Changsun Wugou's expression and asked:

"You summoned me to the palace so late; are you unwell?"

Changsun Wugou shook her head, picked up the small teapot beside her, and personally poured a cup of hot tea for Changsun Wuji.

"I'm fine. It's just that things have been chaotic inside and outside the palace these past few days, so I wanted to talk to you, brother. Is everything alright at home? What has Chong'er been busy with lately?"

Changsun Wuji accepted the teacup with both hands and said:

"Everything is fine at home. That kid Chong'er has been managing the Royal Trading Company every day lately, basically following Gao Ming's lead and causing trouble. I can't control him, so let him do what he wants."

Empress Zhangsun smiled and said:

"Chong'er is a good child. He can learn some practical things from Gao Ming, which is better than hanging around Pingkangfang all day."

The brother and sister chatted casually about everyday things.

After taking two sips of tea, Changsun Wuji looked at Changsun Wugou and asked:

"Guanyin's maid."

We grew up together as siblings. When you're hiding something from me, how can you ever keep it from me?

They secretly summoned me to the palace in the middle of the night; it certainly wasn't to ask about Chong'er's studies, was it? What on earth happened?

Empress Changsun sighed and placed the Buddhist prayer beads in her hand on the small table.

"Brother, tomorrow is the day of the Emperor Emeritus's funeral."

Changsun Wuji nodded, remaining silent and waiting for what was to come.

"Erlang has made too much of a commotion this time. Now all the officials are trapped in Da'an Palace, and the East Palace is sealed off by the Jinwu Guard. The whole city of Chang'an looks calm on the surface, but undercurrents are surging."

Empress Zhangsun rubbed her temples.

"What do you think those aristocratic families wouldn't do? Although Erlang has the Xuanjia Army, their numbers are limited. I still feel uneasy about it."

After hearing this, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but laugh.

"Your Majesty, you're just worried and confused."

Who is His Majesty? He is an emperor who rose from the ashes on horseback.

He personally conquered half of this empire. Those old fogies from the aristocratic families, wielding their pens, dare to stage a coup against His Majesty?

Changsun Wuji shook his head with a disdainful expression.

"Since Your Majesty dared to set up this scheme, it means you have already calculated all possible escape routes."

Now, Chang'an City is like a giant cage.

His Majesty is the one carrying the cage, waiting for those demons and monsters to jump in themselves.

Empress Zhangsun, still somewhat worried, said after hearing this:

"I am well aware of Erlang's methods. What I am worried about is not Erlang."

Changsun Wuji was stunned for a moment:

"Not worried about His Majesty? Then who are you worried about?"

Empress Zhangsun said with some worry:

"I'm worried about Gao Ming."

Changsun Wuji stared wide-eyed at Changsun Wugou and asked:

"Whom are you worried about? The Crown Prince?"

Empress Zhangsun nodded:

"Gao Ming is too hot-tempered. Now he has been ordered by his second brother to be confined to the East Palace, and the area outside is full of Imperial Guards."

If something happens tomorrow, the powerful families will definitely make the Crown Prince their primary target.

Although Gao Ming has the Eastern Palace Guards, what use are those people?

The Eastern Palace is now just an empty shell. If the rebel army rushes in, what will Gao Ming use to defend himself? And if anything happens to him...

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Changsun Wuji quickly interrupted Changsun Wugou.

The expression on his face right now is absolutely priceless:

"Guanyinbi, do you seem to have some misunderstanding about your precious son?"

Empress Zhangsun was taken aback and asked:

"What do you mean by that, brother?"

Changsun Wuji was utterly speechless.

"I'd believe anything that happens to anyone in the entire Tang Dynasty. I'd even believe Cheng Yaojin would be struck by lightning tomorrow while walking down the street. But you're saying something will happen to the Crown Prince?"

Changsun Wuji sneered.

"Do you even know that your precious son is now more monstrous than His Majesty himself?"

Empress Zhangsun frowned and said:

"What happened to Gao Ming? Wasn't he always kept in the Eastern Palace?"

"Imprisoned in the Eastern Palace?"

Changsun Wuji looked at his silly younger sister speechlessly.

"Do you really think those few hundred Imperial Guards can keep an eye on him? When he was in Liaodong, he slaughtered three kingdoms, and when he was in Hedong, he wiped out the Wang family's entire fortune there."

Do you think this is something a well-behaved child who needs protection would do?

That kid is more cunning than a lotus root, and he's ruthless than anyone else.

Empress Zhangsun was stunned by what she was being said.

"But if the aristocratic families rebel tomorrow, it will be a real battle with swords and spears."

"Real weapons?"

Changsun Wuji curled his lip.

"You think he just took that commander of a hundred cavalrymen plaque you gave him as decoration?"

Empress Zhangsun's expression changed:

"He deployed the Hundred Cavalry?"

Changsun Wuji nodded:

"I just received the news before I entered the palace. The Crown Prince's Palace hasn't been idle these past few days. Who knows how many deadly tricks they have up their sleeves."

Changsun Wuji sighed.

"To put it bluntly..."

He leaned close to Empress Zhangsun's ear

"Even if His Majesty gets into trouble tomorrow, the Crown Prince will be fine."

"Do you believe that if any aristocratic family dares to plot against the Crown Prince tomorrow, they will be completely wiped out by the Crown Prince?"

After hearing these words, Empress Zhangsun finally felt relieved.

It seems like my son is no longer the child I need to protect.

"After hearing what my older brother said, I feel much more at ease."

Only now did Empress Zhangsun find some peace of mind.

"That's good."

Changsun Wuji stood up.

"It is getting late, and I should not linger in the inner palace any longer."

Your Majesty, just sleep soundly; nothing major will happen tomorrow.

Empress Zhangsun nodded:

"Fugui, see off the Duke of Zhao on my behalf."