Lord Moyu was forced to open

The breeze blew and the soft hand caressed him gently, just when Zhao Jun wanted to fall asleep.

Suddenly!

“Ouch! It hurts! It hurts! Queen, it hurts! Let go, let go! Aaaaaah!!!”

Zhao Jun's ear was twisted ninety degrees by a snow-white hand.

Ye Yin twisted Zhao Jun's ear with one hand, put one hand on her waist, and sneered:
"Your Majesty, you feel tired of being an emperor, so wouldn't we feel tired too?
He is only ten years old! You want him to take over while you retire and travel around. Don’t you feel guilty? Ah!”

"Hey, Queen! Let go! Let go! I...Isn't this to avoid accidents?
Look at how many emperors and princes in previous dynasties had problems during the handover?
Either the emperor is afraid of the prince, or the prince is rebelling, or other princes are trying to seize the throne after the old emperor's death. I am just taking this into consideration!
I took the initiative to abdicate, which not only eliminated suspicion between my father and me, but also prevented others from taking advantage of my absence to rebel and seize the throne. With my support, wouldn't his accession to the throne be secure, right?
Ouch! It hurts! Queen! I am really thinking about Jian'er. "

"fart!"

Ye Yin let out a tender cry!
"Throughout history, has there ever been an emperor who succeeded to the throne while the crown prince was still a child?

It is never a good thing for a young ruler to succeed to the throne. If you want to be lazy, just say so directly. Stop making excuses for me!

Our son is only ten years old, what does he know? You just want him to succeed you, are you still a father? You even betray your own son?!"

"No! Wasn't that son born to be cheated by his father?" Zhao Jun said dissatisfiedly.

"Well, you finally spoke your mind, didn't you?"

Ye Yin increased the strength of her hands, and Zhao Jun begged for mercy again.

After a long time, Ye Yin felt it was not appropriate to keep holding on to him. After all, he was the emperor, so she had to give him some face.

Ye Yin clapped her hands and looked at Zhao Jun who was rubbing his ears. She said coldly:
"Don't even think about retiring before you're twenty years old, my son!
Otherwise I will fight with you!
Don't try to push your responsibility as a father onto your son!"

Zhao Jun rubbed his ears, which had turned red, and nodded in agreement with a twitching mouth.

"Alright, alright, alright. I know about this, isn't that enough? Queen, you are too cruel!"

Ye Yin sneered and twisted her neck, making a series of creaking sounds of bones colliding and rubbing against each other.

Zhao Jun shrank his neck and first stated that he was not afraid of his wife, he just loved her and didn't argue with her.

After coming out of Kunning Palace, Zhao Jun was so depressed that he grabbed Zhao Jian, who was chasing the palace maid at the door, by the scruff of the neck and lifted him up.

The little guy was startled when he was suddenly lifted up. When he looked up and saw that it was his father, he immediately shrank his neck and called out weakly:

"Father~"

Zhao Jun nodded, then sneered with a straight face: "You little brat, you don't study hard all day and just play around, right? You will start attending court the day after tomorrow. If I don't see you at court, watch your ass!"

As he said that, Zhao Jun looked at Zhao Jian's little butt with ill intent.

The little guy was so scared that he quickly covered his butt and nodded repeatedly: "Father! I know! I will go! I will go!"

Only then did Zhao Jun put him down with satisfaction, a smile on his face. He put his hands behind his back, hummed a song, and walked away slowly, leaving Zhao Jian there. His little face no longer had the happiness just now, but became depressed.

The smile never disappears, it just moves!
But now, it shifted from Zhao Jian's face to Zhao Jun's face.

In Kunning Palace, after hearing the servant's report, Ye Yin couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, but she didn't say anything else.

She just didn't want Zhao Jun to run away too early and let her son succeed to the throne at a young age and bear such a heavy responsibility.

However, as a prince, there is no harm in participating in politics. On the contrary, it can help cultivate the prestige of his son, the prince, as early as possible.

She would not object to this.

Zhang Yuyan, who was standing aside, looked at her with the expression of consent, thought of the Queen's resistance just now, and the way she helped and said that it was possible that she was pregnant with a boy, and slowly revealed a self-deprecating smile.

Who in this world would really give up their own interests to help others? At least, the queen is not such a person.

On the way back to Funing Palace, Wang Huai'en, who had not dared to speak, saw that there was no one around, so he boldly asked: "Your Majesty, didn't the Queen just say that she didn't want the Crown Prince to succeed to the throne so early?

If the Queen knew that you suddenly let the Crown Prince participate in politics, wouldn’t it be…”

Zhao Jun turned his head and glanced at him, then said, "You sound as if I'm afraid of that woman."

Wang Huai'en quickly lowered his head and dared not speak.

Zhao Jun looked at him for a while before looking away. He snorted coldly, "I only respect her as the queen, so I tolerate her insolence. How could I be afraid of her? I am the emperor!

As for the prince...

Anyway, what she said was that I am not allowed to retire before the prince is 20 years old, but she didn't say that the prince is not allowed to participate in politics!
I will let the Crown Prince participate in government affairs for a few years to gain some experience. When he has gained enough experience, it is not impossible to let him govern the country for a few years.

Anyway, I didn't abdicate, I just let the crown prince govern the country, I didn't break my promise, did I? "

This time it was Wang Huai'en's turn to have his mouth twitch. Your Majesty, you are clearly taking advantage of the situation. Don't think that I can't see it.

You've done everything you can to retire!

The crown prince is only ten years old, and you are actually considering letting him be regent in the next few years.

Zhao Jun didn't care what Wang Huai'en thought. He thought his method was extremely clever.

He not only did not violate his promise to the Queen, but also achieved his goal.

When the crown prince is fourteen or fifteen years old and can serve as regent, I can let him serve as regent while I take the empress and concubines to travel around.

Then wait until you are 20 years old and then abdicate directly. It can be said to be a one-stop process. In one word, awesome!

Well, in order to ensure that my plan can proceed smoothly, I have to be more careful in educating that brat in the future.

I have to be more strict. Otherwise, if he is not capable, won't I have to work hard for a few more years?
This is not possible!

Zhao Jun thought about this and took Wang Huai'en to Funing Palace.

At this time, some well-informed officials had already received the news.

When everyone learned that His Majesty was actually planning to let the ten-year-old prince participate in politics, they were all shocked.

But soon everyone realized that this was also an opportunity. Based on His Majesty's attitude towards the Crown Prince, the possibility of the Crown Prince succeeding to the throne in the future would be infinite.

While the prince is still young and involved in politics, maybe they can subtly cultivate the prince into what they want him to be.

At least it can’t be the same as it is today, right?

Although His Majesty is usually very kind, all officials know that this is because they have not touched His Majesty's dragon beard.

Once touched, His Majesty will immediately transform into a Tyrannosaurus Rex, the kind that kills officials without blinking an eye, the kind that won't feel satisfied even if it means chopping down officials from the east to the west of the Imperial City!
They are really... scared!
But they dare not resist.

Now is finally the chance!

At least the next generation won’t be like this.

All the officials actually reached a tacit consensus in their hearts.

...(End of chapter)