Chapter 161
Chapter 161
"So, it's better to cut the knot quickly and let the capable people take over, so that they can give up. Wei Chen is not bragging. Based on Qing'er's ability, I believe that it won't take long for him to let his brothers Everyone is convinced."
Emperor Duanming was stunned for a moment, carefully recalling what he just said.
Yes, if we don't establish a heir for a long time, will the brothers be harmonious?
Everyone is eyeing the most honorable position, and everyone is the enemy of the other person's life and death. In the end, the brothers are at war with each other and the family is restless.
This is true for a small prince's palace, let alone the position of the royal prince?
He suddenly looked at Anyuan Hou.
"You have confidence in your son."
Marquis Anyuan chuckled and scratched his head. He was obviously a dignified marquis, but at this moment he acted as simple and honest as a farmer next door in front of the emperor.
He smiled and said: "My brother has sown the seeds himself. Of course he understands a little bit. Qing'er's talent and learning are indeed good, but he has a bad fate. If he hadn't been given the wrong child when he was a child, he would have been the heir now, so there would be no need." Fighting with other brothers.”
The emperor nodded.
"Okay, I understand what you mean, Fuquan!"
"His Majesty."
A eunuch holding a whisk came over respectfully.
The emperor said in a deep voice: "The decree has been drafted to make Lin Qing the heir apparent of the Anyuan Hou Mansion. If anyone is dissatisfied, just ask them to come to me. I will support Lin Qing."
"Yes."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Lin Bi and Jiang Hua both knelt down excitedly and expressed gratitude.
The emperor laughed.
"Okay, we're all flat, come on! Anyuanhou, we haven't finished the chess game just now. Come and play two more games with me."
Anyuanhou quickly followed, "Yes."
The news in the imperial city soon reached the Embroidery Department.
Inside the Yamen of the Embroidery Department.
Pei Qingyan had just come back from outside and was changing clothes. Qingxuan was waiting on his side. While taking clothes for him, he whispered: "I heard that His Majesty directly issued a decree to make Jiang Hua the Crown Prince. This is too unruly. I don't know. What did Marquis Anyuan say to His Majesty that made Your Majesty so partial?"
Pei Qingyan said calmly: "His name has been changed now. His name is Lin Qing. You should call him Mr. Lin or Prince Lin."
Qingxuan curled his lips disdainfully.
"He's just a villain who relies on shady means to gain favor. He deserves to be called the Crown Prince."
Pei Qingyan made a move.
Qingxuan asked: "Sir, what's wrong?"
Pei Qingyan turned to look at him.
"I remember last time, did His Majesty say that he wanted to eat Dongshi's candy cakes? Did he ask me to buy them for him and take them to the palace?"
Qingxuan was stunned and shook his head, "No, where did Your Majesty say this?"
"I must have told you, but you forgot."
He said, put on his cloak and strode outside.
"I'm going to Dongshi to buy candy cookies."
Qingxuan: "..."
Why is this grown-up in their family becoming more and more childish, thinking out of his mind?
The tip of the moon.
Because it is approaching the end of the New Year, the new year has begun to appear in the capital, with lanterns and colorful decorations everywhere. There is no curfew in Beijing, so countless pedestrians are playing on the wide moat, setting off river lanterns, and there are many people on the street. There are stalls selling snacks or juggling toys, all of which are dazzling and lively.
Pei Qingyan rode into the palace on horseback. When he got to the palace gate, he got off his horse and the palace guard who guarded the door shouted: "Who is coming?"
He didn't respond, but dismounted and strode forward.
The guard guarding the door saw his face clearly and was shocked. He quickly stepped forward to greet him and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Pei. I forgive you for being blind and not seeing Mount Tai. I didn't know that Mr. Pei is here. Mr. Pei is... …”
The guard stared at what he was holding.
Pei Qingyan said: "Your Majesty announced that I have something to do when I come to the palace. Where is your Majesty now?"
The guard scratched his head.
"At this time, he should be in Qianqing Palace, but it may also be in Fengzao Palace. The newly arrived Jiang Meiren is very favored by His Majesty and has been sleeping in Jiang Meiren's palace for half a month. Mr. Pei, why don’t you go and look for it?”
Pei Qingyan nodded and strode towards the palace.
At this moment, Fuquan suddenly came over with two people.
"Hey, Master Pei?"
Pei Qingyan saw Fuquan, walked over and asked, "Where is uncle now?"
His relationship with the emperor was extremely close. Although he was not his own son, he was better than his own son. He knew that Fu Quanquan was the emperor's personal servant, so he was not surprised when he heard him address him like this. He only smiled ingratiatingly and said: "In the Qianqing Hall Well, Master Pei has something to discuss with His Majesty, right? Please come with me, and I will take you there."
Pei Qingyan did not refuse.
The two of them were walking on the road. When the palace people passing by saw Pei Qingyan, they bowed their heads and did not move, squatting down to salute.
Pei Qingyan regarded it as nothing.
I saw Fuquan guiding him while smiling and saying: "Today, the emperor also talked about you to the old slave, saying that you had a hard time going to Jizhou. You had been busy for more than half a year, and you didn't come to see him when you returned to Beijing. Your Majesty is angry."
Pei Qingyan raised the corners of his lips.
"Uncle, do you miss me?"
"No, the emperor has not talked about the princes a few times in a year, but he has talked about you every now and then. You should really go to the palace to accompany the emperor more often, so as to prevent the emperor from missing you too much."
Pei Qingyan smiled and said, "I was indeed very neglectful of my uncle when I went out to do business. Now that I have returned to Beijing, I will naturally come to the palace to visit my uncle. I will remember what Eunuch Fu said."
Not long after, the group of people arrived at the entrance of Qianqing Hall.
Pei Qingyan paused, and Fuquan signaled to the other two palace attendants to wait outside, then opened the door alone and went in.
Not long after, Emperor Duanming's angry shouts were heard from inside, "Now that you're here, why don't you get in quickly! What are you doing standing outside in the winter?"
Pei Qingyan curled his lips and stepped in.
I saw the lights in the Hall of Qianqing flourishing.
Emperor Duanming was sitting on a bright yellow couch in the middle, approving papers there.
He is only 45 years old this year. He has a square and handsome face. When he is not speaking, he has a domineering air that is calm and self-defeating. This is the majesty that people who have been in power for many years are accustomed to develop.
Seeing Pei Qingyan, he did not put down his pen, but said coldly: "Finally thought of entering the palace?"
Pei Qingyan stepped forward with a smile, and while instructing the eunuch next to him to get the plate, he put down the candy cake in his hand and opened the wrapping paper.
"It's not that I don't want to enter the palace. I've been busy with affairs in the palace. I finally found some time today, so why don't I come to see you? Look, I even went out of my way to buy your favorite candy cakes. Don't you praise me? I work hard, why are you blaming me?"
The eunuch brought the plate and was already used to the relationship between Pei Qingyan and the emperor.
The emperor made a move, but finally couldn't hold it back and threw the vermilion imperial pen in his hand towards him.
"You are the only one with many excuses! In charge of the Embroidery Department, you are busier than me, the emperor."
Pei Qingyan smiled and took the imperial pen and put it into his arms.
"My nephew accepted the pen as a gift from my uncle, and later made a shelf for it. It can also be used as a family heirloom in the future."
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