First Minister of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 514 Invite the crown prince to ascend the throne

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After listening to Li Zhiyun's words, although she had cultivated her energy for many years, she had already shown no signs of emotion, but Gao Junya still couldn't calm down for a long time, because Li Zhiyun's words had subverted Gao Junya's perception of Li Jiancheng.

Not only Gao Junya, but in the eyes of many people, even though Li Jiancheng was deposed, he is still a gentle and gentle gentleman.

From the prince of Tang Guogong back then to the later prince of the Tang Dynasty, Li Jiancheng's senses are not bad.

Gao Junya looked at Li Zhiyun whose face was a little distorted, and asked with difficulty: "Your Majesty, do you mean that there were other secrets back then?"

Li Zhiyun sighed, "Gao Xianggong opened it and read it. I have kept this letter for nine years. It is time to see the light of day again and expose his true face."

Gao Junya carefully unwrapped the tarpaulin.

Li Zhiyun sneered from the side and said: "A modest gentleman...it's ridiculous".

After unpacking the tarpaulin, a letter was revealed, with five characters written on the cover: "From the Lord of Yao's Mansion".

Gao Junya was startled, it was Li Jiancheng's handwriting.

Li Zhiyun said to himself: "He was already prepared to escape, and three days before he fled, he asked Yao Junsu to come to the other courtyard for a banquet. Yao Junsu was negligent because of this, but he left the city ahead of time, leaving me alone in the other courtyard to confuse Yao Junsu...

He was really vicious, and he used me as a bait to induce Yao Junsu to relax his vigilance, so that he escaped calmly, he is really my good big brother."

Gao Junya quickly opened the letter and read it. As Li Zhiyun said, Li Jiancheng treated Yao Junsu very respectfully in the letter, and invited Yao Junsu to a banquet in three days. Looking at the date of signing, three days later, it was the day when Li Jiancheng fled Hedong.

Gao Junya shook her head and sighed: "I never thought there would be such a secret, my lord, where did you get this letter from?"

Li Zhiyun just shook his head, "I have grown up in Hedong for many years, and I have had some encounters. Mr. Gao, please don't go into it, as long as this letter is true."

Gao Junya checked over and over again, "Looking at the handwriting and the seal, it must be true".

"Then can this help my second brother?" Li Zhiyun asked directly.

Gao Junya frowned and remained silent. He had also faintly heard the internal and external rumors recently. The call for the crown prince's succession was getting louder and louder, but Gao Junya always felt that this move was a little inappropriate, and this move had the intention of forcing the emperor.

Seeing this, Li Zhiyun frowned and asked, "What worries does Mr. Gao have?"

"If the king's letter had been brought out earlier, it would have been a fatal blow to the King of Qianzhong. Why did he take it out now?" Gao Junya asked with a frown.

If Li Zhiyun had shown this letter earlier, he could have proved to Li Yuan that Li Jiancheng was cruel and ruthless, and this was something Li Yuan could not tolerate. But now that Li Shimin has been enshrined, taking this letter would only add insult to injury to Li Jiancheng, and his power would be much less powerful.

Li Zhiyun shook his head when he heard the words, "I'm scared, I'm afraid there will be twists and turns, only when my second brother ascends to the big position, only when it's a foregone conclusion, let him have no chance to stand up, I can feel at ease."

Gao Junya sighed secretly, put the letter away, and handed it back to Li Zhiyun.

Li Zhiyun's expression changed immediately, "Gao Xianggong, what are you?"

"I'm over half a hundred years old, and I can't do what I want," Gao Junya sighed with Nianxu: "Your Majesty, please give this kind of heart to others, I understand it."

Li Zhiyun became anxious when he heard the words, and was about to speak, when he suddenly understood, so he had no choice but to respond.

Xinghuafang, the government office of Miguo.

In the dark study room, the flickering candlelight illuminated the three of them.

A person with white beard and hair sitting at the head is the owner of the room, the right servant of Shangshu Feng Deyi.

There were two people sitting on the desk, one on the left and the other on the right. Judging by their appearance and age, one was in his twenties and the other in his forties. Neither of them was Feng Deyi's son. Feng Yandao, Feng Deyi's only son, was only ten years old.

"Uncle, there is a lot of discussion now, and they are all saying that the crown prince is about to win the imperial court. As the chief assistant, do you want to do something?" The young man in his twenties said excitedly.

"Yes, uncle, this is a great opportunity for our Feng family in Bohai." Another person in his forties echoed, "Once uncle supports the crown prince Yuji, it must be from the dragon's head.

Feng Deyi, who sat up front and sipped tea, heard these words without raising his head, but sighed in a deep voice: "You just want me to promote Feng's family status regardless of everything, and you don't care about my situation at all."

The two were shocked when they heard the words, and hurriedly got down to apologize, "my nephew dare not".

Of these two people, the elder is Feng Anshou, the son of Feng Deyu's second elder brother, who is now serving as a doctor in the Ministry of Rites, and the younger is Feng Yuanyuan, the son of Feng Deru's third elder brother Feng Deru, who has not yet become an official. These two are Feng Deyi's closest nephews in Chang'an City.

There are two famous families in Xiu County, Bohai, one is the Gao family and the other is the Feng family.

The Feng family is also a well-known family, but it is not as famous as the Bohai Gao family. During the Northern Dynasties, the Bohai Feng family reached its peak, and there were famous officials and generals such as the chariot general Feng Hui, the hussar general Feng Yanzhi, and Shangshu Zuopushe Feng Longzhi. Feng Deyi is Feng Longzhi's grandson.

"This old man has just voted for the crown prince, so there is already a lot of criticism. If he comes out to support the crown prince now, wouldn't he be cast aside by the world?" Feng Deyi snorted coldly.

These nephews only cared about their family status and ignored his feelings, which made Feng Deyi extremely dissatisfied.

Feng Yuanyuan bowed his head and said nothing, but the corner of his mouth twitched, a little disapproving, thinking to his uncle, are you still afraid of being criticized?

Back then in Jiangdu Palace, when Yang Guang reprimanded you in public, you lost face long ago. Even though you were so slanderous in your heart, you dared not reveal it on your face.

"If my uncle doesn't come forward as the prime minister, then the merits of the dragon's head will fall to others." Feng Anshou shook his head and sighed.

Seeing that Feng Deyi didn't respond, Feng Anshou continued: "Uncle has just voted for the crown prince, and he is not a confidant in the crown prince's heart. Uncle, you also understand this. Once the crown prince ascends the throne, he will definitely use the old people of Qin Palace. How will uncle deal with himself then?"

"Yes", Feng Yuanyuan nodded in agreement: "Gao Junya and his son are very close to the prince. If uncle doesn't do anything, the prime minister may be...".

With a bang, Feng Deyi couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped the desk, "Enough, this is stepping on the dignity of the old man."

Feng Anshou and the two looked at each other with helpless faces, so they had no choice but to back down.

"Third Brother, you said that Uncle is really...at this moment he still pays attention to face", Feng Yuanyuan muttered dissatisfiedly as he walked, "Don't he know that his seat is not secure?"

"Okay." The elder Feng Anshou waved his hand and said, "Uncle has his reasons for doing this. After all, the Feng clan now depends entirely on uncle. Let's go, call Shang Yandao, and let's go to Pingkangfang."

"Ah?" Feng Yuan looked around, stared and said, "He's only ten years old."

"You don't say it, I don't say it, he doesn't dare to say it, who will know."

"That's right... let's go, hurry up...".

The two brothers hooked their shoulders and left together.

In the study, Feng Deyi was expressionless, showing no emotion.

After a long time, there was a knock on the door, "Ah Lang, someone is visiting."

Feng Deyi came back to his senses, and frowned, "Who is it?"

"The person who came here only said that he was the guard of the Eastern Palace. He had checked the fish talisman and confirmed that it was correct, but he was a little mysterious," the servant replied.

Suwei of the Eastern Palace... Feng Deyi's heart was shocked, and he didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly got up and went to the front yard
Turning around and entering the courtyard, Feng Deyi knew what the servant meant by the mysterious.

I saw three men in black robes standing in the courtyard, and there was a rolled up straw mat on the ground.

"Who are you?" Feng Deyi asked with his hands behind his back.

"I have seen Mr. Feng", the leader saluted with crossed hands, did not answer Feng Deyi's question, but pointed to the rolled up straw mat on the ground, "I was ordered to send a person to Mr. Feng, and it has been delivered today, so farewell."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Feng Deyi.

The servant was stunned, and reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "It's so rude."

Feng Deyi glared at the talkative servant, "Open it".

The servant stepped forward to open the straw mat, unfolded it, and immediately exclaimed: "Yang Aqiang? Alang, it's Yang Aqiang."

Feng Deyi was startled when he heard the words, and he stepped forward to see that it was Yang Aqiang who had been missing for many days. Then he turned sharply and looked at the gate that the black-robed man had just walked out of. Feng Deyi's expression changed immediately.

"Wake him up and take him to the study," Feng Deyi said tremblingly, Feng Deyi, who had always been calm, was actually a little panicked now.

In the study, Yang Aqiang walked around quietly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yang Aqiang staring at him closely.

"This, this is this? Ah Lang, help...ah, no, please forgive me", Yang Aqiang reacted and fell to the ground begging for mercy.

"Say, what's going on?" Feng Deyi asked in a deep voice, he really didn't want to hear the result of his guess.

"They all know, they all know, they are the King of Qin, no, they belong to the prince," Yang Aqiang said in a panic.

"They covered my face with soaked hemp paper and forced me to speak out. They all knew that I was the one who delivered the letter to the East Palace, and that I was the one who spread rumors in the Zuiyun Building... Woohoo, they all know, Ah Lang, please forgive me, I didn't betray you, they were too cruel..."

Feng Deyi's face was pale, he almost fell down after shaking, pointing at Yang Aqiang and tremblingly said: "You, you..." Before he finished speaking, he passed out while clutching his chest.

"Ah Lang, what's wrong with you? Doctor, please call the doctor..." The servant shouted in shock.

Until night, Feng Deyi slowly woke up with a sad expression on his face.

"Lang Jun, you're awake." Yang Shi, who was serving at the side, asked excitedly, "Is there any discomfort?"

"My lady, it's ruined, the Feng family is ruined," Feng Deyi sighed sadly with his voice choked up.

Yang's face was also terrified when she heard the words, "Yang Aqiang told me just now, Mr. Lang, you, you are still the former prince, this... us, what should we do?"

"Where's the way?" Feng Deyi forced himself to do it, looked around, but he couldn't see the big boy.

"I went out with Saburo Goro in the afternoon, and I haven't returned home yet," Yang answered truthfully.

After the words fell, an urgent voice came from the courtyard, "Aye, what's wrong with me, Aye?"

The door opened, and Feng Yandan, smelling of alcohol, rushed in. Seeing Feng Deyi lying on the bed, his face turned pale with fright. He quickly stepped forward and lay down beside the bed, "Aye, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Feng Deyi shrugged his nose, his face suddenly sank, "Have you been drinking?"

Feng Yan paused, stood up and bowed his head to admit his mistake, "Aye calm down, I don't dare anymore."

"Come closer," Feng Deyi said in a deep voice.

Feng Yan took a step forward.

Feng Deyi pulled his sleeves and sniffed his nose, his face changed suddenly, "Such a strong smell of rouge and gouache, have you gone to a brothel?"

"Yes, I know I was wrong," Feng Yandao dared not argue, kneeling on the ground and said.

"You, you're only ten years old, how could you go to that kind of place?" Feng Deyi was so angry that his chest heaved, his face flushed, and he pointed at Feng Yandao and cursed.

"Son, what are you... You never dared to go before, you are too young, going to that kind of place will hurt your body", Yang also reprimanded.

Feng Deyi's eyes darkened with anger, and he passed out again.

Yang was shocked and hurriedly called the doctor, Feng Yandao was even more frightened.

In one day, he fainted twice due to stimulation, and when Feng Deyi woke up again, he seemed to have aged ten years overnight, with all white beard and hair, his face was sallow and bloodless.

Yang helped Feng Deyi to sit up, and then summoned Yang Aqiang for questioning. Now Yang Aqiang did not dare to hide anything, and told everything in detail.

"Evil slave, you are looking for death...Mr. Lang, I will order someone to kill this evil slave." After learning the details, Yang was so angry that she picked up the teacup and threw it at Yang Aqiang who was kneeling down, with a ferocious face, and said viciously.

Yang was born in a family, and she knew very well what consequences would Yang Aqiang confess to.

"My lady, please forgive me." Yang Aqiang turned pale with shock, kowtowed for mercy, and soon smashed his head, bleeding, and suddenly had an idea, and said: "You can't kill me, A Lang, you can't kill me. The prince promised me that as long as I confess, I will definitely save my life, and you can't kill me...".

A trace of confusion flashed across Feng Deyi's cloudy eyes when he heard the words, and he fell into deep thought, "No need, killing him is useless, the prince promised to spare his life and send him back, the meaning is already obvious."

"Then, sir, what will the crown prince do? Will he treat us..." Yang's face turned pale.

Feng Deyi closed his eyes and meditated for a long time, then suddenly opened his eyes and smiled sadly, "In the end, I, Feng Lun, will end up getting a bad name."

"Give him money and let him go," Feng Deyi said, looking at Yang Aqiang without any fluctuation.

"What? Ah Lang, do you still want to give money?" Yang asked with staring eyes, she wished she could kill Yang Aqiang to relieve her hatred.

"Kill him, and our family will not be safe," Feng Deyi said wearily: "The crown prince saves his life, and if you let him back, it means that he won't do anything to me, and that I'm still useful. If you kill him, it means that I, Feng Lun, don't understand current affairs."

Mrs. Yang didn't know much about it, so she had to do it, and said in a hateful voice: "It's your fate, don't let me see you in the future."

Yang Aqiang was ecstatic and kowtowed his thanks.

After Yang Aqiang left, Feng Deyi ordered: "Take the pen and ink to play the original."

Knowing that Feng Deyi was going to write a memorial, Mrs. Yang immediately took care of her with pen and ink.

I saw Feng Deyi pondering for a long time, sighed quietly, and took up a pen to write the title: "Invite the Crown Prince to Ascend the Throne"

In Cheng'en Hall, Li Shimin's expression was dumbfounded, he raised his eyebrows and asked: "You said that fellow Feng Lun fainted?"

Changsun Wuji laughed and joked: "I didn't expect him to be so fragile, and he fainted after being so frightened."

Xue Shou, who was sick at the side, shook his head and said: "No, it's not just this one. I heard that when he fainted, his son went back in Pingkangfang reeking of alcohol, and Feng Lun fainted again when he saw it."

"Pingkangfang? I remember that Feng Lun's son is still young?" Li Shimin asked with a stare.

Xue Shou twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a light smile, "I just turned ten years old."

"Good guy", Changsun Wuji slapped his head, "Going to Pingkangfang at the age of ten, what a talent."

Li Shimin laughed in astonishment, "No wonder, old thief Feng has high hopes for his only son."

"Your Highness, do you want me to hit him again?" Xue Shou said slowly.

"Are you worried that he won't understand what we mean?" Li Shimin asked with raised eyebrows.

"No, Feng Lun is old and smart, so he must understand. It's just that he is too treacherous and repetitive. I'm worried that he has other ideas."
(End of this chapter)