novelhk Chapter 142 Why is the throne no longer attractive?
Chapter 142 Why is the throne no longer attractive?
"My dear father, we will meet again soon!" Yunnan Sang slowly put away the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his foot and stepped onto the carriage back home.
Since he was sent to the other courtyard, the father and son have not been able to meet. Now that he can finally go back, he can't help but feel a little bit of anticipation in his heart, wanting to see how the so-called "good father" will treat him.
On the other hand, Yun Boyu knew nothing about Yunnan Sang's current situation.
At this moment, he was already exhausted and overwhelmed by the many affairs in the mansion.
Lin Xiner's personality changed drastically since she found out she was pregnant. She felt that Liu'er was particularly eye-catching no matter how she looked at her. She even made up her mind several times to try to get rid of that annoying belly.
Fortunately, Hong Jiao received Lin Qiqi's instructions early on and has been secretly helping the poor Liu'er.
It wasn't because she was kind-hearted, but because she knew very well that this unborn child might become a weapon against Lin Xiner in the future. Just thinking about making Lin Xiner unhappy made Hong Jiao feel extremely happy, so she was naturally happy to help.
Because of this, Liu'er became extremely wary of things sent from Yunsangyuan, as if they were deadly poisons.
Later, Liu'er even asked for the protection of Old Lady Yun, hid in her own small room and stayed indoors, concentrating on taking care of her pregnancy.
At the same time, Madam Yun's attempt to seize the shop failed, and her relationship with Lin Xiner became increasingly tense. The two were simply incompatible, fighting openly and secretly all day long, turning the entire mansion upside down.
After Yun Boyu returned home, he dealt with this kind of mess every day.
They were just fights between the women in the inner courtyard, and they would always come to him, which was annoying.
He wanted to go to court and didn't want to stay at home.
Unfortunately, the emperor found an excuse to trap him in his palace.
Of course, the emperor's meaning was the same as Fei Lu's.
Emperor Feng Changye has been living a good life recently.
When Fei Lu returned to the court, he was in charge of controlling and distributing most of the affairs, and he only needed to be a mascot and be at ease.
Fei Lu said that the most important thing for the emperor now is to keep his body and mind comfortable and take good care of his body.
So every day, Feng Changye eats well, sleeps well, and doesn't have to use his brain much.
He always had a pleasant expression when he went to court every day.
Not only that, Fei Lu actually openly entrusted the remaining three dragon sons with important tasks on the pretext that the princes needed to be carefully nurtured.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the Second Prince, and the Third Prince were each responsible for one day, taking turns to assist him in dealing with the mountains of memorials and the complicated affairs of the court.
At first, the three of them were all excited and eager to try, unable to contain their excitement and joy, as if they saw the dawn of success just around the corner.
However, just two days after they stepped into the solemn and dignified imperial study with great anticipation, the situation took a turn for the worse.
At this time, they were no longer as confident as they were at the beginning, but racked their brains to think of how to pretend to be sick and take leave.
After the morning court session ended every day, they were like being nailed to the chair that symbolized power, instantly transforming into word processing tools without any emotional fluctuations.
Most of the memorials submitted by ministers from all over the country were empty and unremarkable, and some were even more lengthy and complicated to the point of being outrageous.
Some memorials reported nothing more than the accidental discovery of a large number of pheasants in the nearby mountains and forests; others cautiously inquired about the emperor's recent diet; and some officials, serving in distant places, wrote long and eloquent essays simply to express their deep longing for the emperor...
These trivial and complicated things are really endless, like a group of chattering sparrows.
Some memorials made them dizzy and a nameless fire burned in their hearts.
Even such a trivial matter as half a bucket more garbage was thrown away in the prince's mansion than usual, someone would write a serious letter of impeachment!
This is actually not the core issue. The most crucial thing is that Fei Lu was actually staring at them while they were reviewing these memorials.
Since you have already seen it, it is absolutely impossible to just glance at it without making any comments, and you cannot just write a "read" hastily and be done with it.
Every seemingly insignificant matter must be responded to honestly and meticulously, and there are strict requirements on the use of wording. Personal emotions must never be allowed to run wild.
In just two days, the chair in the imperial study, which originally symbolized supreme power, now seemed to be covered with dense spikes and nails, making it impossible for people to sit on it.
When the prince learned about this, he was anxious and summoned his trusted aides to the East Palace to discuss how to pretend to be sick and ask for leave in order to get approval.
At the same time, the second prince was racking his brains to think about whether he could ask the emperor to leave the capital and go to the border area to undergo some hardships and training.
However, in comparison, the third prince's approach was even more resolute. He went straight to Jiuyun Mountain without saying a word, and declared that he would pray sincerely for the country and would never come down the mountain and return in a short time.
When the fourth princess heard about her three brothers' actions, she couldn't help but tremble with fear. She thought to herself: If her three brothers are so afraid of handling these government affairs, what if her awe-inspiring father, the emperor, intends to cultivate a princess to take over these complicated affairs?
When she thought of this, the Fourth Princess could no longer sit still. She felt that there was no time to lose and she had to find a suitable marriage for herself as soon as possible and get rid of the possible difficulties by marrying far away.
So she began to ask around to see if there was an ideal marriage partner available.
"These princes are really not that good." Feng Changye crossed his legs, ate grapes, and threw the prince's leave request to the other side. "It's only been a few days, and he hasn't even come to the imperial study. The throne has suddenly gone from being a coveted commodity to some kind of hazardous waste. They finally understand my suffering."
After saying that, Feng Changye looked at Fei Lu with burning eyes, as if asking Fei Lu whether he wanted to take over the throne.
Fei Lu ignored his gaze and carefully sorted out the memorial: "Send an imperial physician to visit the patient. If he really can't come, send the memorial to the Eastern Palace."
Feng Changye clapped his hands happily. "That's a good idea. The same goes for the third brother. If he wants to hide in the temple, I'll send someone to take him there. As for the second brother, if he dares to leave the capital, he'll have to work for me even if his legs are broken and he's tied up!"
After saying that, he even touched his chin pretentiously and said, "Well, Fourth Brother, it's not like our dynasty can't accept a female crown prince."
Fei Lu glanced at him sideways: "Have you ever thought about standing up on your own?"
Feng Changye leaned back in his chair and said, "I can't stand up. I can't stand up at all. I'm going to get glaucoma after reading all these memorials."
Fei Lu was speechless. He had really intended to train a qualified crown prince, but in the end, he didn't expect that these people were more unreliable than the other.
Fei Lu couldn't help but sigh. He didn't know how long Feng Dynasty could last like this. Why was the throne no longer so attractive?