Full grade Daiyu in the Red Chamber

What's the use of protecting him now? His reputation among the people has been destroyed, and the forces under him have been beaten to pieces. Even Suo'etu has been pushed out to take the blame. The end can be imagined How good it would be... Now that he wants to be famous, he has no reputation, and if he wants to have power, he doesn't have much power left. The so-called prince is only in name only.
This matter can only fool the common people, and it can't fool the old and cunning officials in the court at all. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this matter is only made by the emperor because he can't tolerate the prince, just to get rid of the prince That's all!
He was afraid that his famous image would be cast a shadow, so he stood up and performed some kind of father-son relationship to confuse everyone when things came to an end, but in fact he knew in his heart that his prince had been completely abolished, and he was no longer a threat to him. There is nothing wrong with keeping a good reputation.

This is his good Huang Ama, after cleaning him up, it is not counted, and he will continue to take him out for use as waste. It is clear that he has destroyed it to such an extent, but on the surface he has to be grateful to Huang Ama !
It's ridiculous, it's disgusting!
The prince only felt heartache unbearable, his eyes went dark for a moment and he fell down on the spot.

The crowd suddenly turned pale.

Kangxi saw the child he raised with his own hands fainting and unconscious in front of his own eyes, and he was immediately terrified, his lips trembled, but it was still the elder brothers who reacted quickly, rushing forward to lift him down to please imperial physician.

In the end, there was nothing serious about it, it was just that he was stimulated by a moment of grief and anger, and then passed out for a short time, and soon woke up, but his energy seemed to be taken away in an instant.

After hearing Li Dequan's cautious reply, Kangxi didn't say much, but just sat there quietly, motionless, with a gloomy face and an indescribably complicated expression.

He knew that the prince must have seen through what he did, thought and thought, that's why he was so angry and sad. Although he was worried in his heart, he did not regret his actions.

Baocheng has been the prince for nearly 30 years. Even though there are always different voices in the court, the prince is regarded as the orthodox heir among the people, and he is the next emperor who is sure to be the next emperor.

Full-fledged and won the hearts of the people... If he had seen the prince so outstanding in the early years, he must have been very pleased, but the reality is that as the prince grows older, more mature and stable, he is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In aging, into old age.

How can he not be worried? He can't help but wonder from time to time. The prince is already a mature man, and he has been sitting on the prince's seat for nearly 30 years. Is he impatient? Do he want to marry the emperor's father instead?
I don't know how many times when he dreamed back at midnight, he saw father and son fighting against each other, and saw civil and military officials and thousands of Li people shouting, asking him, the old and dim-eyed emperor, to give the throne to the young, powerful, wise and wise prince, so that he can retire with peace of mind. The rest of the year... At this time, he would wake up from his dream profusely with sweat, and his heart would be filled with intense unwillingness and suspicion.

How can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch?
He has not been old and dim-sighted yet, he is still clear-headed and wise as before, and he can still lead the Qing Dynasty to prosperity, and he does not need an heir to take over this burden from him.

Until the climax of the moon, Kangxi still sat there like a statue, but his back was no longer as straight as before.

Li Dequan sighed silently, and gently persuaded: "The night is late, the emperor should rest."

There was still silence.

After a while, Kangxi's calm voice sounded, "The crown prince is not feeling well, and it is not suitable to continue the southern tour and work hard. Tomorrow morning, he will be escorted back to Beijing to recuperate. There will also be Suo'etu. The decree will be passed down. No one is allowed to visit."

Li Dequan's heart was shaken, and he answered in a low voice.

It was only dawn the next day, and the prince and Suo'etu returned to Beijing under the escort of a group of guards. Although they were traveling together all the way, the two of them were riding in two carriages, surrounded by the emperor's eyes and ears, watching them closely. Don't talk about what you can talk about if you have the opportunity, but you haven't even met face to face all the way back to the capital.

At the beginning, everyone thought that the emperor launched Suo'etu to protect the prince. After all, they felt sorry for the prince because they valued the prince. But after calming down and thinking about it, they suddenly realized the emperor's true intentions.

No wonder the prince fainted on the spot. It turned out that it was not a trick, but that he was really injured and couldn't bear the stimulation for a while.

"Ba Ye, now it seems that the emperor has completely given up on the prince, just wait for the right time in the future..." Tong Guowei couldn't bear the excitement in his heart, a faint blush appeared on his old face, and he said excitedly: "Now it belongs to Ba Ye The king of Hezhi County is very powerful, and he only needs to pull down the king of Zhijun... What rules does Eighth Master have in mind?"

However, Yinhu has lost the excitement of the previous few days. Now that he saw how Huang Ama dealt with the prince with his own eyes, he felt hesitant and uneasy.

"Since I can remember, all I have heard and seen is Huang Ama's pampering and valuing of the crown prince. Now... even if the crown prince makes him feel threatened, he can cruelly destroy him... If the prince Standing up and jumping up and down at this time, I am afraid that the end will be worse than that of the prince."

"Baye, are you afraid?" Tong Guowei was astonished, and gave up completely in a hurry, just waiting for the right time in the future..."

"Baye already has an advantage over Zhijun Wang in this respect, and it is time to seize this god-given opportunity. The biggest foundation of Zhijun Wang's side is the power in the army. Baye can only win the hearts of scholars in the world. You really have the ability to stand up to King Zhijun!"

Yinhu was silent, not speaking for a long time.

On the one hand, as he himself said, if he stood up and jumped up and down at this time, he would inevitably hurt the emperor's eyes, but on the other hand, what Tong Guowei said was very reasonable.

As the eldest son, King Zhijun started to serve the court early to share the emperor's worries. Over the years, he has repeatedly made military exploits and gained great prestige in the court. He is more sought after and loved than the prince born of Xinzheku sin slave However, if he chooses to stand still at this time, he has already retreated, and he must take the initiative to take some resources from the hands of King Zhijun.

If not, in the near future, he might really be beaten by King Zhijun. Moreover, they can all see that the prince is now in name only. Once the right time comes, even this name will be gone. Can the prince not see it himself? Since he knows it all in his heart, is it possible that the prince is really determined to sit and wait for death?
Yinhu asked himself, if he were the prince, facing the current situation, he would definitely try his best to fight to the death.

The prince is no better than any other prince. With such an identity, in the end unless he succeeded in succeeding to the throne, no one would be able to tolerate the "first prince."
Obviously, a bigger storm is yet to come.

After thinking about it, no matter what the reasons are, he seems to have to seize this opportunity to quickly fill his wings.

Thinking of this, Yinhu's mood is unavoidably dignified and apprehensive, and there is also a hint of anxiety in the gentle eyebrows and eyes.

It's dangerous to move, and if you don't move, it's almost equivalent to throwing up your hands and admitting defeat.

It's really a dilemma.