At the summer solstice, it rained continuously, and the prince returned to the capital.

It has been raining for more than ten days, completely washing away the red walls and green tiles of the Daming Palace. The weather is strangely cold, but spring is over and summer has begun.

A whole month has passed since the shocking incident in Chang'an City.

The prince had received an urgent letter on his way back to Chang'an, and everything that happened in the Daming Palace was stated in the letter. The emperor ordered Zhongshu Province to confer a title to Fuying, and all the prince's aides asked about the prince's attitude in the letter.

, the prince immediately replied to the letter and ordered his staff to go around the three provinces of Zhongshu Province and the ministers who were familiar with him in the lower province. He also sent people to the Yushitai to express the attitude of the prince's party and fully support the emperor's decision.

The Yushitai oversees hundreds of officials and is independent of the three provinces and six ministries. Most of the Yushitai are appointed by the emperor himself.

The granting of titles and conferments was originally an internal matter of the royal family, but Fuying was not her biological child, and the fact that the princess exchanged the prince was declared as a family matter, but in fact it had already become a state matter.

The prime ministers hold high positions of power and cannot afford to leave early without benefit. Since the emperor ascended the throne, he has been dealing with these highly respected prime ministers and assistants for more than ten years. The queen has worked hard for many years, but she has only been able to win the hearts of the Taixue and Liubu.

This year, the Queen hosted the spring festival for the Holy Emperor. It was all because the Queen had communicated with the prime ministers in advance and lured them with benefits, so no one objected. Otherwise, how could this matter be so smooth?

The attitude of the group of people at Yushitai changes every day. Although most of them are facing the Holy One, they cannot escape the suspicion of acting according to the prevailing circumstances.

Therefore, when the letter from his staff came, the prince did not bother to shock his young sister's life experience, but immediately sent someone to try to get through it.

The prince cares deeply for his young sister. Although he is eager to do so, he has never thought that he does not need to spend so much effort on this matter. The right time, place and people are all right. Taiji Palace did not stop him, nor did the queen. The Holy Emperor was determined to do it.

Even if you give me a favor to your little daughter, even eight cows can't pull it back, so everything will fall into place naturally.

When the prince arrived in Chang'an, he knew that the matter of supporting Ying was a done deal, and the corners of his mouth that had been sad for several months finally showed a smile: "Finally, I have something satisfying."

The staff saw that the originally high-spirited Crown Prince was exhausted after his trip to Jiangnan Road. They wanted to ask but couldn't bear to shut up temporarily.

Late winter left, early summer returned, and April was over, and the prince became more depressed than before.

I returned to Chang'an today, but went straight to the East Palace and did not enter the Daming Palace to meet the emperor. His staff quickly reminded him, but the prince ignored him.

The staff tried to persuade her a few more times, but the prince suddenly laughed for no reason: "Do you know how cruel my biological mother can be? Family love... is not even one tenth of her desire for power."

The staff was shocked. He didn't understand why His Royal Highness, who had always been prudent and restrained, suddenly said such treasonous words.

Everyone knows how powerful the Queen is and how cruel her heart is, but His Highness the Crown Prince should never say such things.

The staff looked around cautiously and lowered their voices: "Your Highness, be careful what you say."

But the prince was in a trance, his eyes were almost intoxicated but hollow, and his whole person was full of strangeness: "I went south to inspect the thirty-six counties in the six states of Jiangnan Province. The people along the way were miserable and full of complaints, just to control the military and political jurisdiction of Jiangnan Province.

, my mother allowed the floods to overturn the fields and houses, and the national treasury allocated five million taels of silver for disaster relief, but the full five million taels were not enough to be divided among the corrupt officials at all levels!"

The prince suddenly stood up, and his withered eyes burst out with fierce struggle, mixed with thick bloodshot eyes and burst open: "I have pity on the common people of the Wei Dynasty. They have no food to eat, and they are in ragged clothes and ask for help from heaven! But Buddha can save them, or Tao can save them.

They? I wanted to provide disaster relief, but I couldn't influence any local officials. I am the prince! I am the prince of Wei who the people worship every year! But for four months, I watched my beloved people displaced, my wife

Their bodies were scattered, illness, and death tortured them until they were as withered as bones, but I could only watch, unable to do anything..."

He slowly stretched out his hands and hung them feebly in the air. His face was pale, and his voice broke loudly: "The people are suffering - the hungry have no food, the cold have no clothes. Those who are in chaos cannot be cured, and those who are tired cannot rest.

.The king regards the people as his heaven: if the people are with them, they will be at peace; if they are with them, they will be strong; if they are not with them, they will be in danger; if they are doubled, they will be destroyed. Danger! Danger!"

"Danger! Danger..." The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the prince's mouth, splashing onto the staff's cheeks in an awkward manner, staining all pure white traces red.

"Your Highness!" The staff was so shocked that they supported the prince and called the imperial doctor loudly, but the prince stopped him and insisted on asking for an answer.

The staff naturally did not dare to answer, but they just thought in their hearts: When the queen agreed to the prince's inspection of Jiangnan Road, she was naturally confident.

He could only wipe the blood of the prince while comforting him in a gentle voice: "In the past dynasties, natural disasters were unavoidable. The emperors and empresses allocated money from the treasury to help the victims and exempted taxes, which is a benevolent country. At present, people's livelihood in Jiangnan Road is difficult, and it is caused by natural disasters.

It is not a man-made disaster, it must be just a temporary phenomenon. When the weather is good and the weather is good, the people will naturally live and work in peace and contentment."

The prince's arrogant laughter resounded through the hall, bitter and crazy: "Benevolent government? Is it a natural disaster rather than a man-made disaster? Hahaha...a joke, a joke! What a big joke!"

"Isn't this harsh rule?"

As soon as these words came out, the staff member's heart was so frightened that he almost wanted to cover the prince's mouth with his palm!

The prince's robes were baggy, his black hair was disheveled, and he smiled bitterly and dullly: "You go down."

The staff had mixed feelings in their hearts, and suddenly had the idea of ​​regret for supporting the prince's inspection of Jiangnan Road.

The prince is different from before.

People, it’s easy to break if you are too strong.

The prince's temperament will not bring any benefit in the treacherous court, the ups and downs of the officialdom, and the gloomy and eerie Daming Palace.

Only by bending and cunning, relaxing and being ruthless can you survive here until the last moment.

The staff sighed again and again. When he walked out of the East Palace, he met a luxuriously decorated chariot.

The bamboo curtain was raised, and a beautiful little face was revealed, with jet black hair, snow-white skin like white jade glaze, a pair of almond-shaped eyes, gentle and charming, with a smile: "Song Sheren, my brother

Can it be in the East Palace?"

Song Yan was working as a minister in Zhongshu Province, and he and Fu Ying were quite familiar with each other.

The golden and noble little princess knew that the prince was in the East Palace, but she still stopped to say hello to him, a small official. Who wouldn't like such a gentle and humble little princess?

Even if she is not the daughter of the royal family, the little princess’s current status is much higher than that of other princesses.

Song Yan responded respectfully: "Your Highness has just come back and has not left the palace yet."

Fuying smiled and responded: "Thank you, Song Sheren."
Chapter completed!