radicalducati Chapter 1429 Don’t Be a Cannon Fodder (28)
Chapter 1429 Don’t Be a Cannon Fodder (28)
Chapter 1429 Don’t Be a Cannon Fodder (28)
The door of the study was closed, Yang Chuhuai was sitting on a chair, looking from a distance he was still a gentle young man.
However, the coldness that hit the face made the temperature of the whole study drop.
Yuan Qiang, Uncle Eleven.
It seemed that the two people who would never betray him, who were close to him in the past, had already started to plot against him?
why?
Once doubts arose, Yang Chuhuai began to recall various details.
After his mother passed away, Yuan Qiang showed up today. Because of his status, he almost ignored some details.
Uncle Eleven actually had a sachet hanging on his body. Yang Chuhuai didn't care to wipe off the sweat on his forehead. He closed his eyes and recalled when it started. He didn't know what he remembered, so he opened his eyes suddenly.
With a gentle smile on his face, he slowly took out the handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Then the little eunuch was called to spread the paper and grind the ink, and he practiced calligraphy as usual.
After writing a sheet, he looked at the lines that were more stable and restrained than before, and smashed them into pieces.
No, it's wrong to write it this way.
The little eunuch quickly laid out another piece of paper, and Yang Chuhuai continued to write.
This time the handwriting faintly reveals its sharpness, and it is trying to suppress it, as if there is a raptor in the handwriting that is about to break through the barrier and fly out.
Seeing this, Yang Chuhuai was right.
The next day, King Kang came to see Yang Chuhuai again, and suddenly saw his writing, and moved it away without a trace, without saying anything.
Yang Chuhuai didn't get angry, and it's not good to get angry too often, it's too much, it makes people feel a little fake.
Today, he complained to King Kang about the emperor's preference for Yang Yucheng.
After coming down to court, Yang Yucheng still had the cheek to ask him for advice, with the appearance of asking for advice with a guilty conscience. Compared with him, a prince who is becoming more and more sharp, many people should think that he, a prince, can't hold his breath.
Those who want to pull him off the horse should not be as simple as drugging him.
After the temper gradually becomes irritable, people become aggressive and eager, and after fear of falling out of favor, they should do something that makes people catch their mistakes, right?
Yang Chuhuai looked out the window, does the emperor know?
It should be that they don't know the calculations.
But the opponent should be happy to watch him make mistakes, and then die step by step to make room for Yang Yucheng.
Perhaps, in the eyes of the emperor, he who made mistakes is Yang Yucheng's whetstone.
really interesting.
Kang Wang comforted Yang Chuhuai, but it was still not painful, even with some guiding words.
Yang Chuhuai thought to himself, if he was really the irritable and unconscious person at this time, he would probably follow these words and can't wait to make something happen so that everyone knows that he is the prince.
Yang Chuhuai thought that their next step was to guide him to make mistakes while doing errands, but he didn't expect that the person who came to him first was Yuan Qiang.
"Aunt Yuan Qiang, you..."
"Seeing the crown prince retreating step by step, and the current situation, I know that if I don't tell you about some things, you will be in danger." Yuan Qiang sighed, "If it wasn't for the sudden emergence of a second prince, I should have respected the empress. It is my last wish not to tell you these grievances and grievances. But recently I have heard many things, the emperor seems to be suppressing you and the Chu family, and I am afraid that he wants to help the second prince to take the throne."
Yang Chuhuai's heart was calm, and he reacted as he should, asking Empress Yuan Qiang what she was hiding.
Such a question hit Yuan Qiang's heart, and a look of complacency flashed in her eyes.
It never occurred to him that Yang Chuhuai was not in a state of confusion or grumpy at this time, on the contrary, he was very clear-headed, and he saw the trace of complacency in the other party.
(End of this chapter)