Zhang Juling also said: "I had a fight with Yan Liang... This person is extremely alert and sophisticated.
He has been in charge of the government for decades, and the scheming in his heart is beyond our reach."
He looked at Mo Ju for a while and said, "If Yan Liang had also participated in the murder of the emperor... Your Highness Yu, you should make preparations early."
What he said was very subtle, but Zhu Gaodong understood it.
"I know Yan Liang."
Zhu Gaodong's eyes were a little distant, as if he was recalling something, "My father admired him very much and said he had great wisdom..."
Yan Liang has superb political means and worldly style.
He even didn't see the olive branch after he threw out several times.
At that time, I knew in my heart that one day he and Yan Liang would have to compete head-on.
No matter how soft his temperament is, Zhu Gaodong will not tolerate others bullying him.
He is the orthodox royal bloodline, and Yan Liang is just a minister no matter what he is... If what Zhang Juling said is true, what is wrong with him attacking the traitors?
"People with great wisdom are often the most terrifying."
Yang Ruotao still had a smile in her eyes, but her voice was cold: "Who knows when he was stabbed."
Yan Liang and Zhu Gaozhi calmly killed their father again. If he did not take revenge, how could he be worthy of the ancestors of the Lao Yang family?
Zhang Juling glanced at his friend and said nothing.
Zhu Gaodong didn't say anything, and the atmosphere fell silent. After a while, "What should I do if Yan Liang didn't...or even if the incident happened, he could escape...?"
He had to have concerns about this. Every time he fought with Zhu Gaozhi, he didn't know how much he suffered because of Yan Liang's help.
"...Don't you want to ascend the throne?"
Zhang Juling is very gentle, as if asking if the weather is okay today?
Zhu Gaodong looked up at him and asked very directly.
At this time, he didn't need to hide it: "Natural."
"That's easy."
Zhang Juling smiled: "We may not be comparable to Yan Liang in all aspects... However, we can secretly block Yan Liang's retreat from the situation... If we succeed or not, we must try it.
If things are done, it is a great thing to achieve success.”
Yang Ruo smiled and patted Zhang Juling on the shoulder: "Good idea."
Zhu Gaodong said "um" and remembered Zhu Gaozhi's gloomy sarcastic look, "Just do it."
There were many aides in the palace, one of whom was the most knowledgeable, and he said the same thing as Zhang Juling.
I originally disagreed, one is that my father is in good health, and the other is that he always feels that there is no need to be a fraternal tyrant with Zhu Gaozhi... But it is obvious that Zhu Gaozhi didn't think so.
"After smelling it for a long time, this ink chrysanthemum is quite fragrant."
Yang Ruo spoke to Zhu Gaodong: "Prince Yu, I see that there are many pots of chrysanthemums in your mansion, all kinds of... Why not give me this pot."
As soon as my mother and father left, they were depressed all day long and even spoke much less.
She likes chrysanthemums, and she should be in a better mood when she sees the blooming chrysanthemums.
"Okay, you can do a few pots..."
Zhu Gaodong agreed with a good temper.
It is rare for Yang Ruo to do things for him... What is it to ask for a pot of chrysanthemums? Eight or ten pots are also possible.
The autumn is clear and the atmosphere is solemn.
Zhu Gaozhi went to the palace to visit his mother. When he heard that the Empress took action to punish the people around his father, he thought to persuade her to not panic.
"Your father is sick, and your mother is so anxious..."
Concubine Xian stood under the corridor to feed the parrots: "It's just that the Queen is too strict in taking care of her and she is not allowed to visit her..."
"With so many imperial doctors beside you, my father will definitely get better."
Zhu Gaozhi comforted his mother: "If you are really worried, go to the queen's palace a few more times to get some news about her father..." The mother didn't know that she had put medicine in the bird's nest soup, so she went to the queen's palace and looked more natural.
It can also temporarily clear the queen's suspicion of their mother and son.
Concubine Xian said "ah": "That's all."
She actually didn't want to go to the queen's harem, nor was she afraid of her, she just looked at the queen's face and felt upset.
Everyone gave birth to a son, just because she is the queen of the central palace, is her son nobler than Zhi'er?
I always speak sarcastically, and it's so annoying.
Zhu Gaozhi talked with his mother for a while, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Concubine Xian: "Zhi'er, has Yi'er written to you?"
"No."
Zhu Gaozhi looked at his mother: "Letter is safe, and it is safe if he doesn't... Mother shouldn't worry too much."
"What you said makes sense."
Concubine Xian suddenly remembered something and took her son's hand: "Your father's body is getting worse and worse. The mother guessed that the candidate for the prince should come out in the past few days... Zhi'er, you are a smart child, and the mother knows it.
But you can't help, you must be careful in everything yourself.
Just do whatever you want and don’t have any worries.”
Her son has a great ambition and she cannot pull him back.
Concubine Xian is very self-aware. She is a woman in the harem, and she can handle trivial matters between women properly... but she lacks knowledge in the court affairs.
Zhu Gaozhi looked at his mother for a while, held her hand in her back and said, "Don't worry, your son will definitely get what he wants.
At that time, Yier will return from the northwest to reunite with us."
"well……"
Concubine Xian was moved when she saw her son mentioning her younger son.
Zhu Gaozhi left Chonghua Palace, which was about the hour of You.
The sun slowly sets, and the sunset is everywhere.
As soon as he reached the Meridian Gate, he unexpectedly saw Yan Liang's carriage and he went over to say hello.
"Sir, what a coincidence, I can meet you here..."
Yan Liang smiled, "I think it's a coincidence."
He looked at the left and right and lowered his voice and asked, "Does Prince Ling know about the serious illness?"
Zhu Gaozhi pursed his thin lips: "Everyone in the palace knows it, and I am of course no exception."
Among the palace maids who served his father, there was one of them who was his, and it was easier to do something.
"Sir, the matter we discussed may be ahead of schedule because of the deterioration of the father's condition... Are you okay with it?"
Yan Liang smiled: "Don't worry, Prince Ling... Everything is done, only the east wind is needed."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the ladder and got on the carriage.
The sunset dyed the entire sky red, and the scenery was particularly magnificent and beautiful.
Zhu Youwang's legitimate brother Zhu Youbiao also entered the palace in a carriage. When he saw Zhu Gaozhi, he even greeted him.
"Uncle Emperor."
Zhu Gaozhi bowed and bowed.
Zhu Youbiao waved his hand: "How is your father's body?"
Since he learned that the emperor's brother was sick, it has been less than two days since he was too serious to move...
"...The imperial doctors are all here, so the emperor's uncle should go in and take a look."
Zhu Youbiao nodded, got off the carriage and walked into the palace gate quickly.
Zhu Gaozhi looked at his back and frowned.
The relationship between the father and the emperor’s uncle is not good, nor is it bad. During festivals, you can see the emperor’s uncle come to the palace to pay tribute... but it is not normal.
At least, he had never heard of his father summoning the emperor's uncle alone.
What was the emperor doing when he entered the palace at this time?
It should be a big deal... My father is like this, and the court is in panic. Is there anything bigger than the establishment of a crown prince?
Zhu Gaozhi couldn't think of it.
The side hall of the Ganqing Palace.
Zhu Youwak was supported by several young and strong eunuchs and leaned against the big welcome pillow and sat on the head of the bed.
He wanted to meet the ministers, but it was not convenient to move somewhere else, so he simply stayed in the Ganqing Palace.
At this point, he could naturally guess that he was assassinated.
...Who is this person?
If you can add poison to him again and again, you must be someone close to him.
He can't move half of his body now, his mouth is crooked and his eyes are slanted, and he can't speak clearly.
It's really too much to have the will but not enough.
As a confidant who had been with him for many years, Jiang Lei finally understood what he meant and went down to investigate.
What he needs most now is time.
"See the Emperor."
Zhu Youbiao walked in and knelt down to salute.
"Ah...ah..."
Zhu Youwang barely waved his left hand with his still moving hand, signaling Zhu You to show off.
He said a few more "ah" and asked the palace maids and eunuchs who were serving him to retreat.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Zhu Youbiao got up from the ground and looked at Zhu Youwang in surprise.
The illness was really tormenting. The emperor's brother was covered in white hair. He was no longer the majestic emperor in the Golden Palace.
Like an ordinary old man.
“Ahhhhhh…”
Zhu Youwang shouted again, asking Zhu You not to blame him.
When I was young, I was jealous of my mother's love for my younger brother and caused him a lot of trouble.
I am old, but I still trust this only brother the most.
Zhu Youfei was startled when he saw Zhu Youwang's face fluttering, and turned around and called the imperial physician outside, but was stopped by Zhu Youwang.
Zhu Youbiao sighed: "Brother, I really can't understand what you want to express?"
He was confused and frowned, and actually looked quite similar to Zhu Youwang.
Just younger than him.
“…”
Zhu Youwang closed his eyes in pain and pointed to the paper and pen on the desk.
Zhu Youbiao understood it all at once. The emperor wanted to communicate with him through writing.
How easy is it to ask an old man who has a stroke to write with a brush?
Zhu Youwang was exhausted and sweated, so he wrote two simplest words in a crooked manner - the prince.
"Um?"
Zhu Youbiao was stunned.
"Ah...Li...ah..." Zhu Youwang's saliva flowed down.
"You mean to establish a prince?"
Chapter completed!