The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

"Grandpa, which prince do you want to ascend the throne?" Xuanyuan sat on a large mahogany chair, holding a cup of Longjing tea before the rain, with a calm expression and deep eyes, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

Sitting behind the desk, frowning and thinking hard, Mr. Li shuddered and almost knocked over the inkstone on the desk. He looked at Xuanyuan with a wry smile, and his wrinkled old face was full of helplessness: "Zhu'er, don't talk about such topics in this tone."

Such a light and calm tone, as if what he said was not the supreme throne at all, but some insignificant trifle. Such a huge contrast is really difficult for Mr. Li, who has been loyal to the emperor all his life, to accept easily.

Xuanyuan raised his eyes, glanced at Mr. Li calmly, and said: "Okay, Grandpa." After a pause, Xuanyuan asked again, "Which prince do you plan to support?"

Mr. Li: ... Oh, is his grandson caring or not? The way of asking questions has changed, but why does it still sound so disgusting.

Stroking his beard, Mr. Li, who had to stay in the palace for several days because of the serious illness of His Majesty and the dangerous situation in the court, and was not released from the palace until His Majesty woke up, looked tired. He sighed, his face full of sorrow and worry: "I don't plan to support any of them, but His Majesty... is still alive!"

He looked at Xuanyuan and solemnly warned: "Zhu'er, I don't know what you have discovered in the past year, and why you did these things." Whether it was the prince's malice towards the Li family or the secret of His Majesty's exhaustion, Mr. Li didn't plan to ask about these. Sometimes, it's better to be confused.

"But as a minister, the most important thing is loyalty. The merit of following the emperor is not so easy to earn." Old Master Li looked at his grandson with concern, "Sometimes it may not be bad to be a little more stable."

The Li family has always been a staunch member of the Qingliu Party and the Royalist Party. They do not accept any solicitation from the princes, do not participate in the fight for the throne, and are only loyal to His Majesty. Even if they are secretly scolded as old-fashioned and ignorant, it is safer. Although they do not have the merit of following the emperor, they will not be too angry after the new emperor ascends the throne.

Originally, the Li family had this idea. They would not get too close to the prince, nor would they accept the solicitation of other princes. They would just follow the emperor quietly. If it were not for the narrow-mindedness and incompetence of the prince in the original plot, and Lin Yingjie was not making trouble in the middle, the Li family would not necessarily end up in ruins.

Xuanyuan curled his lips and did not comment. He listened to his grandfather's persuasion quietly, but he didn't know how many words he heard went into his heart. He just said: "If grandpa doesn't have a favorite candidate, I have a hero in my heart."

Old Master Li pressed his forehead with a headache. He couldn't resist his grandson who was becoming more and more promising and elusive: "Zhu'er, you haven't entered the court yet, why do you care about this? When you enter the court, everything will be settled and calm."

The scholars of Lin Xuanzhu's examination this year were fortunate and unfortunate. Because of the serious illness of His Majesty and the rebellion of the prince, the last palace examination was far away. Now they are still only tribute scholars, not Jinshi, and they can't enter the court. It can be said to be very miserable.

But they have not entered the court for a long time, so they will naturally not be involved in the struggle for the throne among the princes, and they can keep themselves safe. And when the court situation returns to calm before the palace examination, many courts are empty because of the struggle for the throne, but many positions are freed up for this year's Jinshi.

"Of course, I hope for a smooth career in the future." Facing the question of his grandfather, Xuanyuan gently sipped a mouthful of sweet tea and answered in a casual tone, as if perfunctorily. In the misty water vapor, his eyes were deep and restrained, calm and unpredictable.

Old Master Li almost knelt down to this grandson: "You still lie to me? You also say that your career is smooth, do you think Luoning Marquis Mansion and our Li family are eating dry food?" As long as Lin Xuanzhu himself is capable, there will be no lack of opportunities to climb up.

He was born in a noble family, and his family is also powerful. How could anyone suppress him without eyes? This sounded like an excuse.

Xuanyuan curled his lips to reveal a half-smile, and did not respond to what Master Li said, but instead turned the topic back: "I think the Seventh Prince is a rare wise ruler."

His eyes suddenly widened, showing Master Li's surprise. He frowned and looked at Xuanyuan in doubt, and just now asked in a slightly doubtful voice: "Seventh Prince?"

Xuanyuan nodded lightly: "The third, fourth, and fifth princes were implicated in the rebellion of the deposed prince. I'm afraid the emperor will not consider them again. The second prince was crowned king in his early years, and he has wasted nearly 20 years in the garrison. He has no ambitions. The sixth prince was born with a disabled foot and has no chance of the throne. In this way, only the seventh prince is more suitable."

"But the seventh prince is only twelve years old!" Li The old man frowned and said that the seventh prince was still young, which was why he was not involved in the rebellion of the deposed prince. "How can he compare with the third, fourth, and fifth princes who have already come of age? Isn't Your Majesty afraid of the court being shaken?"

Putting the teacup on the desk, it made a crisp sound, and Xuanyuan showed a half-smile: "Grandpa, you said it as if the court is not shaken now."

After the mocking words, Xuanyuan's expression straightened up and said solemnly: "The third, fourth, and fifth princes are of similar power. Now the struggle for the throne has almost come to light. The three of them have long been irreconcilable. No matter which prince ascends the throne, the remaining two will end up in a miserable way."

"Instead of letting the three of them fight to the death, it would be better to establish another seventh prince. This would give the third, fourth, and fifth princes a pretty good end." Xuan Yuan said indifferently, "The deposed prince has been damaged. As long as the emperor returns If you have some love for your son, you won’t send your remaining son to die.”

Mr. Li fell silent, seeming to be thinking deeply about what Xuan Yuan said. However, after he pondered, he took a deep look at Xuan Yuan and asked, "Zhu'er, are you planning to leave while His Majesty is too young to be in charge?" The way of a powerful minister, right?”

"Why would Grandpa think so?" Xuan Yuan glanced at Mr. Li strangely, as if he was surprised why he would ask such a question, "I just want to be a good official who is honest, self-denying and dedicated to the public. My wish is It’s true that I have ambitions in my career, but I stand upright and everything I do is for the people and the country, and it is definitely not to gain power.”

Mr. Li: ...Whether you believe it or not, I don’t believe it anyway.

Whether Mr. Li believed it or not, after expressing his position on the struggle for the throne, Xuan Yuan said goodbye and left the Li Mansion. This time when he passed by Dongda Street, whether it was fate or evil fate, Xuan Yuan met Chaoyang again. Princess.

It's a pity that she, who used to be domineering and noble in the past, is no longer as domineering and domineering as before. Luan Jia drove past Dongda Street with a feeling of bleakness. Xuan Yuan, who saw this scene from the carriage, moved his slender fingers lightly, lowered the curtain, and passed Princess Chaoyang's carriage without any fluctuation in his expression.