Chapter 1723

She couldn't even believe that her eldest brother grew up in Dazhou for more than 20 years, and now that he returned to Beimo suddenly, he would be accepted sincerely, let alone become some kind of prince, even thinking about it was impossible.

And the grandson's face has been reddened by her sarcasm, his face turned red for a while, and then turned pale for a while, and finally he could hardly speak. He couldn't open his mouth when he wanted to speak a few times, and he always felt that what he said was superfluous. He was blocked by Xu Lingyue.

I don't have that kind of thought at all now, and she will be said to be insidious and cunning, and the city is deep. Even if I repent for my father's sins, I feel ashamed and even want to apologize with death, but she doesn't think so. It's just pretending.

That being the case, what else can I say?

Since she thinks so, what about others, do they think so too?

Saying everything is wrong is worse than saying nothing.

Xu Lingyue snorted softly, got up slowly, and glanced at him, "So Your Highness has nothing to say?"

Taisun nodded, "Indeed, there is nothing to say. You can enter Taisun's mansion casually, and the emperor did not put you under house arrest, which means that you have gained power. It is useless for me to say anything. I can't move you either. What else can I say."

Xu Lingyue smiled, "At least you still have self-knowledge. Although you are not as wise and capable as your grandfather, you may not be worse than him. At least you are not as narrow-minded and extreme as him."

If Taisun becomes the future emperor of Beimo, Da Zhou and Beimo will definitely cease fighting.

Because he doesn't have such intuitive hatred, and he also hopes to develop experience, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and be a good emperor loved by the people.

He is gentler and more generous than the prince, has self-knowledge, and is more humane than the emperor, which is also good.

Taisun laughed at himself, "Master Gu is really unpredictable."

Xu Lingyue said: "Then you think about it slowly, I can go first. In addition, I have to tell you that if you can't atone for your father, even if you die, your father will still have to pay back what should be paid. In addition, it is wrong to repay the debt. Only the father pays for the son, because the son was educated by him and grew up according to his hope. But the father is not under the control of the son. How can the disasters done by the father be made The son will bear the burden, does the grandson think what I say makes sense?"

After she finished speaking, she didn't stop, and walked away, and no one outside the door stopped her, allowing her to slowly disappear at the end of the flower tree corridor.

And Lu Zhanshi, who was hiding aside, immediately entered the study when he couldn't see her figure, and found Taisun standing here, his face was pale, his eyes were straight, and he was fascinated.

Lu Zhanshi hurried forward, slapped Taisun on the back of the heart, and patted him again and again until he started coughing, then helped him to sit down slowly, and stroked his heart again and again.

The grandson slowly recovered her breath, her eyes were fixed, "She said that it is wrong to owe the father to the son, it is still wrong to owe the father to the son, is it right to pay back the debt to the father? Why is it wrong to pay back the debt to the father? Shouldn’t it be paid? My father gave birth to me, where did I come from without my father? Then why shouldn’t I pay my father’s debt?”

For the grandson, he has always been deeply influenced by this kind of thinking. It is only natural for the emperor to guide his subjects, and the father to guide his son.

(End of this chapter)

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