The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

Yu Wuhen glanced around, "Where is the candidate that Nv Xiongtai mentioned? Why didn't I see it?"

"What kind of election committee are you pretending to be with just this look?" Hai Weilan pointed to the side, "Isn't it right here?"

Hundreds of eyes followed her fingers, looking at her in unison. Yuan Chengzuo was stunned for a long time before pointing to his nose in surprise, "Me?!"

Hai Weilan blinked, "Couldn't it be you? Is there something behind your life?"

"No, I'm just..." Yuan Chengzuo was at a loss for a while, and some explanations were unclear.Although he and Hai Weilan didn't have any major feuds, they were not friendly either. He couldn't figure out why she would recommend him as a candidate for the crown prince, and he was a little flattered for a while. [

Yu Wuhen seemed dissatisfied with this candidate, "Brother, are you sure you didn't point to the wrong person?"

Hai Weilan cast a glance at Yuan Chengzuo, "If he, Prince Gong himself, didn't turn into a beast, then he's right!"

Yuan Chengzuo felt very upset when he heard this, but he was kindly pushed to the top, so it was not easy to get angry.

Yuan Yuming was very surprised by Hai Weilan's move, but he knew that although this girl loves to play, she is not the kind of person who would make fun of such things. She must have a reason for raising the fourth child, so why don't you listen first? listen.

"Girl, tell me your reason!"

Hai Weilan chuckled, "What reason is there? Prince Gong is bold and stylish, and has a beautiful wife as a companion. Isn't this a ready-made national leader?"

Yuan Yuming couldn't help but darken his face, "What kind of mess are you talking about? It's not a child's play to register as a crown prince. How can you just look at the surface?"

Hai Weilan spread her hands helplessly, "Then you, old man, tell me, what makes Prince Gong unsuitable to be a prince?"

Yuan Yuming frowned, this girl would really give him problems.If he can't tell the shortcomings of the fourth son, the candidate for the prince will be settled in a daze.But how could Lao Tzu criticize his son in public?If you don't tell people a joke and offend your son, isn't it human inside and out?

Being in a dilemma, Yuan Chengzuo said in a hurry: "Father, you must not take the words of Prince Qiong and Princess Qiong seriously. My son is not good at martial arts, and his brain is not bright. He has been doing nothing. There is really no way to talk to Qiong. The prince is on the same level. The son knows his own weight, and he has absolutely no intention of coveting the position of the prince, please learn from the father!"

Concubine Yu heard that he was going to push out the good news delivered to her door, she quickly winked.Helpless, her son ignored her fault at all, so she could only get angry for nothing.

Yuan Yuming was deeply comforted after hearing this, and secretly thought that this son was quite sensible, and he helped him out at the critical moment.He took a gentle look at Yuan Chengzuo, "Fourth brother, you don't have to underestimate yourself, you also have your strengths. Besides, you are still young, and you will definitely have a lot to do in the future!"

The words were subtle, but smart people could understand the hidden meaning: Fourth son, you are very good, even if you don't become the prince, you will be very promising in the future.

Yuan Chengzuo is not a fool, of course he could tell that he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he was still humble on the surface, "My father's teachings, I will always remember them in my heart!"

Yuan Yuming pressed Yuan Chengzuo's gourd, and then looked at Hai Weilan's ladle, "It's a very important matter to be appointed as the crown prince. Even I can't make decisions without authorization. I have to consult my courtiers to make a conclusion, let alone you, a girl." Feel free to comment, do you understand?"

Of course Hai Weilan understood that what he said was not only for her, but also for Yu Wuhen.Seeing Yu Wuhen's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, he must have heard it.

So he agreed, "Understood, isn't it just that you can't comment on current affairs? Then let's say something that the TV station will broadcast!" As he spoke, he reached into his sleeve, fumbled for a while, and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper...