Wei Yuan always felt like he was on the pirate ship, and rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, "Which day will the day you agreed on?"

After Wei Yuan asked this, Wei Zhengfeng and Qin Xuanfu both looked a little strange, and then he spoke in unison, "Next month on the fourth day."

Hearing this answer, Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Next month, that's April 4th, how come this day doesn't sound like a good day."

Qin Xuanfu shook his head helplessly and spread his hands, "It's strange that we invited all the fortune tellers who can count the names of Haoguo, but no one can calculate the right days for you. This is really puzzling to us."

As he said that, Qin Xuanfu took a deep breath, "In the end, I sent someone to Daoyuan Mountain and asked the Taoist master Meng Daoran who is the most orthodox and mysterious Taoist master. What is the answer you can guess?"

Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, "Secret Qin, don't keep it aside, hurry up and say it."

"Master Mengshan told me, Mr. Wei, you are the reincarnation of a celestial being, and you are a lot higher than his disciple Daoque, so she dared not make a conclusion that the marriage date of the immortal."

Speaking of this, Qin Xuanfu smiled again and continued, "But Lord Meng also told us that there is really nothing we can do about it, so it will be April 4th."

"I really couldn't think of why this day would be, but since Monsanto said so, there would naturally be no better day than this one."

Qin Xuanfu spread his hands.

Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes. It seemed that the Mount Meng Daoran master had no vision, but fortunately Wei Yuan didn't care much. Since the time has been set, we can wait until then to get married.

On the night of the next day, Liang Zhu was recruited into the palace. This time, the old eunuch Feng, who had changed into a new robe, did not lead him to the imperial study, but came to the main hall, where all civil and military officials came to court.

The old eunuch knew the current affairs very well and did not follow in. Liang Zhu also knew that it was probably only a conversation between father and son tonight.

After entering the hall, Liang Yushu sat upright on the throne, with no one around him. Although his face turned a little pale, his waist was straight.

He looked at Liang Zhu who was walking into the hall and said lightly, "Do you know what the future Haoguo will face?"

Liang Zhu did not kneel down, but just nodded, "I know."

"Tell me, look."

"Now Hao Kingdom has already had the power to flatten Chu Kingdom, but they have been hidden. Although they only have 200,000 troops on the two northwest borders, in fact, the residents living in farming in several prefectures and counties around the border are all elite soldiers who have experienced many battles. With a command, hundreds of thousands of troops will suddenly grow on the border."

Liang Zhu kept speaking and continued, "Zhang Muzhi seemed to have retired to Kangzhou because of injury and became a governor, but secretly it was probably also training elite soldiers for Haoguo in the Pyongyang area of ​​Kangzhou. Just when everything is ready, he can head north and strait north of the world."

Liang Yushu seemed extremely satisfied with Liang Yue's answer, nodded and continued to ask, "Then do you know why I didn't order?"

Liang Zhu nodded again, "Because Haoguo now lacks an emperor, an emperor with the energy to command the world, his father is ill. If he passes away during the Northern Expedition, the army will suddenly be in a state of great power. This jerk may turn the overall situation of the world, and you can't afford to gamble."

Liang Yushu's eyes lit up. He did not reveal these things to Liang Yushu that even the officers in the Yin Temple in the Bantiansi could not tell him this, so he saw them all by himself. If his son had such a vision, how could he, a father, be unhappy? This is a blessing for Haoguo.

"Then do you think you have the qualifications to take my current position and unify the nineteen states of the world?"

Liang Zhu was slightly silent, "Not before..." Hearing this, Liang Yushu smiled. He didn't before, but now he has it.

Since he already has the qualification to sit in this seat, Liang Yushu will naturally have to abdicate. He will pass on this seat before returning to heaven, otherwise the death of the emperor of the dynasty would not be exciting news.

Taking a deep breath, he waved to Liang Zhu. Liang Zhu did not refuse and walked directly to his father.

Liang Yushu moved his body, patted the seat beside him, and "Sit down."

Liang Zhu was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath, and finally turned around and sat down.

"How does this dragon chaise feel?"

Liang Yushu asked with a smile.

"It's very hard, very uncomfortable."

Hearing this answer, Liang Yushu immediately smiled, smiling kindly. Apart from the dragon robe and brocade, it was really like a father and son of a small family in the city sitting on the threshold and chatting.

After laughing, the emperor of the dynasty took a deep breath and patted Liang Zhu's hand gently, "This seat will be yours tomorrow. You have to surrender it. This is not a simple job. From now on, in the troubled times, you have to lead the army and plan for the strategic plan. In the peaceful and prosperous times, it will not let you go. Piles of memorials will overwhelm you, and sometimes you can't close your eyes for several nights."

Liang Yushu seemed to be complaining. He probably could only say these words to his heirs the night before he was about to step down from the throne.

"If you are a fool, these have nothing to do with you, but if this is true, how many knights in the world who hold a righteous heart will abandon their families and children and even break into this deep palace and assassinate you."

"In a word, everyone wants this seat, but how many people can really subdue it. This chair seems to be placed in this court, but in fact it is on the top of the mountain. If you accidentally fall down, you will be crushed to pieces and will never be restored."

Speaking of this, Liang Yushu turned his head and looked at the future emperor of Haoguo, "Do you blame me?"

Liang Zhu was silent for a long time. He somehow became less talkative in front of his father and shook his head.

Liang Yushu took a deep breath, then nodded and said, "Okay, go, go to court tomorrow and receive the order."

Liang Zhu stood up and bowed respectfully before walking down the platform and walked out of the hall door.

In fact, he always had a word he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask. He was afraid that the answer he got would make him unable to help but pull a knife to stab his father.

He knew very well that his father had been trying to force him to fight for the throne. Liang Zhu was not sure whether Xu Buzhuo's death was implicated in this saint. He would rather believe that it was just an accident because he didn't want to really kill his clan relatives with his own hands.

The moment he left the imperial city, Liang Zhu turned around outside the Zongyuan Gate and looked at the majestic imperial palace, and finally turned around and walked towards the Imperial College.
Chapter completed!