"Actually, there is no other meaning to going to Danzhou."
The Emperor pushed his wheelchair to the corner of Taiji Palace. The railing in front of him reflected a faint white light in the night. There was a drop of a few feet from the square in front of him. It made the ruler and official, who had worked together the longest and most terrifying in Qing Kingdom and even in the world, sigh at the same time. Although the palace walls were tall, compared to the vast square, they did not seem so tall. In the distance, specks of starlight spilled down from the night sky in the south.
"I just want to go take a look," the Emperor said casually. "It's been a long time since I've been there. I don't know if it's still the same as it was in the past and there are so many fish."
"If I remember correctly, when the Emperor went to Danzhou, it could not completely be considered a province under the jurisdiction of the Qing Kingdom."
"Yes, it seems closer to Danzhou by boat from Dongyi. If there was not such a large forest to the north of Danzhou that would eat people to the death without spitting out their bones, presumably Sigu Jian would not have given up on such a good port. "
"Fortunately, there was that forest," Chen Pingping said with a slight smile. "That is why she would take the boat and why we would meet her on the sea."
The Emperor fell silent. It was clear he did not want to continue this memory. Thus, Chen Pingping sighed and changed the subject. "Your Majesty stands higher than everyone else and sees further than everyone else. I do not dare to doubt your judgment and decision. However, I cannot think, if the Eldest Princess truly had such intentions, how would she persuade those two people?"
The Emperor did not think and straightforwardly said, "There is no need to persuade them. If there is a chance to stab me under a sword, such a great temptation, presumably neither Ku He, that Ascetic Monk, nor Sigu Jian, that idiot, would want to pass it up. "
If Fan Xian was listening at the side, he would certainly sigh in admiration at how the Emperor's analysis was so consistent with the analysis of the old Prime Minister in Wuzhou. Qing Kingdom had lost Lin Ruofu. Who knew if the Emperor felt it was a pity?
Chen Pingping's hands, which had been stroking his knees, slowly stopped. It was as if he was digesting the Emperor's words. A moment later, he slowly said, "If those two truly staked everything on one throw, what should the Qing court use to stop them?"
"Soldiers come with generals," the Emperor said coldly.
"Who's the general?" Chen Pingping calmly said, "Ye Liuyun cut down half a building in the South. Other people can mistake him for that idiot Sigu Jian, but I don't think so. It's impossible to hope for him to act. I'm afraid he'll go crazy in his old age."
"An Zhi also wrote to say," the Emperor said coldly. "After all, he is a person of the Qing court. It is not good for him to collude with outsiders."
"As for those two, they are still humans, not gods. I have the world in my hands, so why should I fear two ignorant people? As for the question of generals … "the Emperor lightly said," Lao Wu is the foremost killing general in the present world. "
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Very calm words, very strong confidence. However, an elusive smile hung at the corners of Chen Pingping's lips. However, he was sitting in front of the Emperor, so the Emperor could not see that strange smile.
"I will give Yunrui a chance," the Emperor said coldly.
Chen Pingping was silent. He thought to himself, I'm afraid the Emperor is only giving me a chance, a chance to convince the empress dowager and even myself.
Up until now, Chen Pingping still did not know where the Emperor's powerful confidence came from. Although he had been working hard to get as close to the truth as possible, because of Fan Xian's interference in the Hanging Temple, the show he wanted Wu Zhu to see had not finished.
"Your Majesty."
"Speak."
"I want to know what your plans are for the future." Chen Pingping sighed and asked a question he would never ask again.
The Emperor seemed to be slightly surprised. Shortly after, he smiled slightly. The beard on his chin slowly floated in the night wind. The gaze of a middle-aged man that could clearly see through the ways of the world also softened slightly. This was the first time in many years that Chen Pingping had taken the initiative to ask about this matter. The Emperor's heart moved slightly.
"Don't you always not like to concern yourself with these things?" The Emperor mockingly said. "Even when I asked for your opinion in the past, you were like an old rabbit, running as far as you could."
Chen Pingping pursed his lips and said, "A group of children's matters, but in the end, they are your children."
The Emperor understood the meaning in these words. After thinking for a moment, he said in a calm and firm tone, "I haven't thought it through."
This time, it was Chen Pingping's turn to be surprised. He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh like an old man in the countryside.
The Emperor slowly said, "Chengqian is too weak. The eldest is too pure and kind. The second …" He furrowed his brows. "The third is too young."
Chen Pingping sighed again.
The Emperor suddenly smiled and released his hands from the back of the wheelchair. Placing them behind his back, he walked in front of Chen Pingping. Separated by the white marble railings, he looked at the spacious square in the deep and quiet Royal Palace. It was as if he was watching thousands of soldiers and horses, watching everything under heaven.
"I know that many people think I have forced these children too badly." The Emperor's back seemed a bit bleak. "Once, Shu Wu drank some wine and even said it in front of me."
Speaking of this, the Emperor's tone finally carried a glimmer of hidden anger.
"But, the Emperor … is it something that anyone can become?" The Emperor turned his head and gazed at Chen Pingping's aged face. It was as if he was asking him, but it was also as if he was asking himself, or perhaps he was asking his restless sons inside and outside the Palace.
The serving girls and eunuchs in the distance watched from a distance. They could not hear what the Emperor and Director Chen were talking about. They also did not know that the conversation between the Emperor and Director Chen involved the ownership of the dragon chair many years later.
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"As an Emperor, one cannot be emotionless or sentimental." The Emperor turned his face away. "To those around you who are emotionless, to those under heaven, the world will fall into chaos. To those around you who are sentimental, they will suffer. The world will lose its master and fall into chaos. "
"I am not a fatuous ruler. If I want to accomplish something, I need a descendant to inherit it. One cannot choose an Emperor based solely on what one likes," the Emperor said with a cold smile. "I have watched the Crown Prince for 10 years. He is a sentimental person among the emotionless. He can defend what he has accomplished. However, when I leave, presumably, the world will have just been unified. The cause of chaos will still be there. He does not have a heart of stone and does not have any powerful methods. How can he help me defend this unified world?"
"The Second Prince?" The cold smile on the Emperor's face still did not fade. "In the beginning, I thought highly of him. In these years of fighting with Chengqian, he did not fall into a disadvantage. However, later on, he disappointed me. He blindly walked down the path of emotionlessness. If he ascended to the throne, he would certainly be a benevolent ruler. However, of my sons, I'm afraid none will survive."
Chen Pingping was silent, but he was thinking that the ways of the world were really hard to explain. The Second Prince was also a handsome young man who only knew how to read. If he had not been forced to this point by you, and if he had not been under such great pressure and temptation, how could his temperament have become like this today? Your Majesty, Your Majesty … the method of raising a lion is indeed not suitable for raising an Emperor's successor.
The Qing Emperor's hidden thoughts in allowing his sons to fight for the throne these years were very simple. Ruling the world was difficult. Whoever could endure it would have the world. However, he had never thought that not all young people were like him, used to standing in the ink-like river and admiring the scenery by it. He had changed his sons a lot. In the end, the result of these changes was probably not what he wanted.
"What do you think of the First Prince?" Chen Pingping's words tonight had already far exceeded the ideals he usually held.
When the Emperor heard these words, he was once again surprised. His smile grew wider. It seemed that he liked Chen Pingping returning to the state of speaking his mind in the past. "I am not surprised that you would mention his name."
The Emperor smiled slightly and said, "The lives of this mother and son were both saved by you and Xiao Yezi. Naturally, you have a bit more affection for him. I also like him. However, he places too much emphasis on emotions. In this dangerous battle, whoever is soft-hearted may fall into eternal damnation. "
The Emperor sighed. "Additionally, he is, after all, half Dongyi blood. It will be difficult for him to convince the masses. More importantly, do you think he has the determination to wash Dongyi with blood in the future?"
Chen Pingping sighed. Tonight, in the Royal Palace, the Director seemed to have sighed more than any other time.
"Thus, he does not need to be considered," the Emperor slowly said. "The Third Prince is still young. I can still watch him for a few more years."
Chen Pingping suddenly smiled strangely and made a suggestion that could make the entire world tremble.
"How is Fan Xian?"
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The Emperor slowly turned around and looked at Chen Pingping with a not-quite-there smile. He looked for a long time but still did not reply. After a long time, the Emperor suddenly laughed loudly. His laughter echoed in the long and empty corridor in front of Taiji Palace, making the serving girls and eunuchs at the end of the corridor tremble in fear.
The laughter gradually quieted. The Emperor slowly restrained his smile. Calmly but unquestionably, he said, "Without question, he is the most suitable."
Passion was always irritated by heartlessness. The temperament that Fan Xian had displayed in this world just happened to match the Qing Emperor's requirements for his successor. He appeared warm and affectionate, but in reality, he was cold and heartless. However, in the deepest part of his bones, there was a glimmer of compassion for the state of the universe.
The Emperor still thought that the glimmer of aura in Fan Xian's bones should have been inherited from his mother, right?
If the Emperor's words got out, the entire Qing court would probably be shaken. The entire world might even undergo some powerful change.
"He has no status," Chen Pingping said with a strange smile.
The Emperor's smile was also strange. "Status, it is just a word from me. The people of the past will all die one day."
Chen Pingping knew that the Emperor was referring to the empress dowager in the Palace. He gently coughed and said, "I think we should forget about it."
The Emperor gazed at him with a not-quite-there smile. "Why? I always thought you didn't like Fan Xian. Looking at these two years, it seems that you truly love him. "
"Love is one thing," Chen Pingping said with a false smile. Chen Pingping smiled insincerely and said, "It is one thing that Fan Jian and I do not get along … but, in my opinion, given Fan Xian's personality, he would not want the Fan and Liu clans to become white bones in the ground because of him."
The Emperor smiled slightly and didn't say anything more.
Chen Pingping understood the Emperor in front of him too well. He sighed in his heart. If the Emperor truly wanted to help Fan Xian ascend to the throne, then before he died, he would certainly slaughter the Fan and Liu families. Slaughter them at all costs. This was certainly something that Fan Xian could not accept. What made Chen Pingping even more tired was that he finally confirmed clearly that the Emperor had not placed Fan Xian on the list of successors.
Chen Pingping stood in the middle. He knew that path would not work. He could only take another path. The Emperor had an illness, a mental illness.
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"I like the Eldest Prince and An Zhi because I like their hearts." The Emperor stood in the night wind in the Royal Palace and made a decisive choice regarding the ownership of the throne. "What I want to see is the hearts of these sons. If there is no such thing, then so be it. If there is, I want to see whether the Crown Prince and Second Prince's hearts truly care for me as a father."
Chen Pingping didn't make a sound. He only thought coldly that as a father, if he didn't care for his own children, how could he have the right to ask his children to care for their father's feelings?
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The Emperor's gaze should be able to see further than people like us, Fan Xian thought.
Fan Xian thought like this. At this moment, he was like a monkey climbing up a tall mast and looking at the rising sun to his right. Welcoming the slightly damp and slightly salty sea breeze, he called out loudly and happily.
What a contented life it was to travel on the sea. He didn't have to worry about the dirty water in Jingdou, didn't have to worry about the troubles in officialdom, and didn't have to look at those dead people's heads in Jiaozhou. Fan Xian seemed to have returned to the image of an active youth in Danzhou. Every day, he climbed up and down the boat. Finally, he climbed to the highest mast of the entire ship.
He put up a shade and looked at the red and warm patches of color in the distance. He thought to himself that he had already seen far enough. However, he still wasn't sure just how far the Emperor had seen.
The boat came from Jiaozhou and slowly headed north along the winding coastline of the Qing Kingdom toward Fan Xian's hometown.
Jie hasn't read the reviews for two days. I'm really sorry. Last night, I had a good time reading Rome … only child, only child.
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