The rise of the prince

Chapter 87 Mr. Fang's Strategy
"Your Highness, you must be careful about Yu Cheng'an. He seems to speak righteously, behaves well, and speaks frankly. In fact, he has selfish concerns and deep thoughts. He thinks that Wei Chaoren's death is probably because of his nephew Xinzhouxiang. Commander-in-Chief Yu Fannan took this opportunity to get promoted. Because he deliberately met the sisters of the Wei family a few days ago, it seemed that he was open-minded, and this time he was a scheming man who was difficult to deal with. No matter what he said next time, His Highness listened That's fine, don't take it for granted." Mr. Fang said slowly while stirring a small stove of charcoal to make tea.

The prince on the opposite side was absent-minded, with a gloomy face, holding a set of framed characters in his hand, which was the "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden" that was recently circulated in Beijing.

Seeing that the other party didn't listen to what he had said for a long time, Mr. Fang frowned slightly, but finally held back his words, and fanned the fire a little harder.The prince was still gnashing his teeth to himself: "This poem is definitely bought! How could that evil bastard write such a good poem! Absolutely impossible."

Mr. Fang frowned secretly, and then said softly: "Actually, the prince also understands that this poem cannot be bought. His Highness secretly told the Ministry of Household Affairs that the deduction for the son of Prince Xiao will be halved. How can such a world-class work be bought with that little money?" .However, it is impossible to write this poem with the ability of the son, so it is likely to be done by an expert."

The prince slapped the table and said angrily: "Check, send someone to find out for me, which stubborn master is helping him."

"Your Highness!" Mr. Fang said emphatically, "It's just a trivial matter. Everything needs to be prioritized. He just wrote this poem for a moment, so what if talented scholars flock to it? Poetry is just a small way, and the world is the great way. He is just a man after all. It's hard for a fool to make a big deal, and when His Highness takes the throne, he can deal with it as he wants, and His Highness has more important things to do right now."

The prince glanced at him, then tore up the poem in his hand and threw it on the ground: "Do you know why I hate him?"

Mr. Fang nodded slowly: "It's the same reason that the crown prince hates Li Xingzhou and wants Wei Chaoren to die, but there's no need to rush it."

The prince smiled contemptuously and said, "It's good that you know, if you can help me with both, you will be rewarded, and I won't treat you badly when I ascend the throne in the future!"

"How dare you disobey His Highness's orders. I am a guest of the Prince's House, and I share His Highness's worries and duties, so I dare not ask extravagantly for rewards." Mr. Fang bowed.

The crown prince waved his sleeves: "Don't tell me it's useless, tell me how to kill Wei Chaoren, my father has not decided this matter for a long time, I'm afraid things will change over time, this time I managed to tamper with the battle report halfway, If it falls short, my hard work will be in vain, he is far away in Guanbei, and I don’t know when I will have a chance in the future.”

Mr. Fang was not in a hurry, he poured tea for the prince first, and then poured it for himself, and only when the prince could not help it, he said, "Actually, the matter is so simple now, and even Zhong Daoyu is not convinced by the officials' persuasion." No more talking. The emperor is not going to kill, but he is hesitating because of the old feelings. Now is the most critical time to weigh, the side of death is equal to the life, as long as we have a little weight, the emperor will be inclined to kill him."

"Then how to increase the weight!" The prince said anxiously.

Mr. Fang smiled calmly: "This matter is simple, as long as there is anything unfavorable to Wei Chaoren at this time, and it just happens to reach the ears of the emperor, then he will definitely die!"

"Okay!" the prince said happily, and then his face changed: "You play with me, Wei Chaoren is in prison at Yushitai, outsiders are not allowed to meet with him at will, what else can happen to him."

"Prince, don't worry." With a smile on his lips, Mr. Fang took a sip of fragrant tea and said, "Of course he can't commit crimes in Yushitai prison, but his family members are not in prison, and family members can commit crimes. Wei Chaoren's children Wei Yubai and Wei Xingping Isn't it still running up and down in Beijing, this is the best opportunity!"

The prince suddenly realized: "You mean?"

"That's right, now it's up to the Crown Prince's methods. As long as the siblings get involved in a lawsuit, the bigger the better, it's best to kill someone, and then it will be heard by the emperor. Now that the year is approaching, the Empress Dowager The birthday is approaching, if something goes wrong when Double Happiness is coming, the emperor will be furious, and there must be something involved in the anger." Mr. Fang said slowly.

The corners of the prince's mouth kept rising, and he couldn't help laughing out loud. There are many homeless men in the capital, unknown beggars, and he is so expensive that it's easy to get a lawsuit for the prince!

"Hahaha, this skill is not bad, Mr. Fang is worthy of my son's house!" The prince said proudly.

The corner of Mr. Fang's mouth twitched, and he whispered again and again: "Your Highness, be careful with your words, I'm afraid that misfortune will come out of your mouth."

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, I will be the emperor sooner or later. What's the difference between saying it now and saying it in two years?" The prince waved his hand indifferently.

Mr. Fang could only smile apologetically, and then said: "However, there is one more thing that your Highness needs to pay attention to. At that time, it will only be a personal life lawsuit. The emperor will not personally intervene in every possible situation. Someone must inform the emperor."

"I'll go and tell my father and it'll be over." The prince said casually, in his opinion, such a small matter is so simple.

"No." Mr. Fang shook his head hastily: "It's not surprising that unknown people die from time to time in Beijing, but it's too suspicious for Your Highness to pay attention to such a small case as the prince of the Eastern Palace. It is very likely that you will be punished if you tell the emperor when the time comes." Doubt, please arrange someone else."

The crown prince frowned: "It's still so troublesome." Then he thought about it for a while, and said for a while: "How about Mo Minyun, the Zhongshu Sheren, he is my brother-in-law, he is loyal to me, let him do it and he will never leak his word. "

Mr. Fang shook his head again: "Zhongshu Sheren's discussion of the criminal case is too suspicious. If His Majesty thinks too much, it will only backfire. After tracking it down, it will help Wei Chaoren."

The crown prince became impatient, and waved his hand and said: "Then I should go to the person from the Ministry of Punishment, I still have dealings with the Ministry of Punishment and the Sentence Department, so I will dare not refuse to ask him to help.

"It's better to be like this. The Ministry of Punishment's report is reasonable and the emperor will not be suspicious. When Long Yan is furious, Wei Chaoren will only die. I just don't know whether the Ministry of Punishment's verdict is reliable or not. At that time, the crown prince must be sure to explain and don't leak any information." Fang Fang Mr. bowed his hand.

"I know I know." The prince's patience has reached the extreme.

After a long time, the tea was cold, and the crown prince had already left. Facing the empty courtyard, Mr. Fang picked up the herbal tea in his hand and said to himself respectfully: "Brother Ji, Mr. Fang is going to avenge you. It's been almost ten years, and I don't know if you are safe under the Jiuquan."

After drinking tea, he continued: "Although Wei Chaoren is doomed, I can't do anything about Zhong Daoyu. Fang is incompetent. I hope Brother Ji will forgive me. In this case, I can only deal with Li Xingzhou, but he is a fool People, even if you kill him, it doesn't matter, the biggest enemy is still on Zhong Daoyu."

As he spoke, he stood up, put away the small stove teapots one by one, and then fixedly looked at the "Teacher List" hanging on the wall and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect a word to become a prophecy."

(End of this chapter)