Madam is right

Chapter 938 126. No ambition

That night, Zhao Mo escorted Zhao Yin back to the bedroom, and he was kept by Emperor Chengyuan.

"What you want me to wait and see is such a result?"

Zhao Mo thought for a while, and said truthfully: "Actually, it's not entirely true. It seems to deviate from what my son thinks."

Since Zhao Yin is an emperor, his mind is also very active.

What is explained behind this whole incident, in fact, it cannot withstand a little scrutiny, just grab any point and study it carefully, not only the prime minister's mansion, but even the Qi Wang's mansion cannot be alone.

But the prime minister's mansion has been entrenched in the court for many years, and it is impossible for Zhao Yin to uproot it suddenly.

I don't know if Zhao Mo has seen this for a long time, so he has pulled out Shao Deming's fangs one after another in silence all these years.

Perhaps this whole matter, starting from the fact that the magistrate of Yangzhou enriched his private pockets when the prince went to the south of the Yangtze River, and then caused Ding Yimin's family, who was then Minister of the Ministry of Industry, to be executed, has already followed the path he imagined in his mind.

Starting from Ding Yimin's family, to the recent matter of Gao Yi, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and the changes of courts and courts when he was not in Beijing, how many of them were written by him?

Zhao Yin didn't even dare to think about it.

If such a person really intends to seize the heir, with such a heart and means, Zhao Jue is far from his opponent, right?
"In the middle, how much do you know?"

Zhao Mo just lowered his head and smiled, "Royal Father thinks highly of my son, who is just a warrior who can only wield knives and guns."

A warrior?
Oh, he picked himself clean!

It was rare for Zhao Yin to say what was in his heart, because he had suffered from the cold in the prison earlier, and his voice was a little vain, "If you think about your methods, Yan Le and Yan Yu are far from your opponents, you don't want to... "

"Father," Zhao Mo interrupted him, "Everything that I think in my heart, I have explained clearly to my father when I was nine years old. Yan Qing has no ambitions, just guarding that one person is enough."

"Then what are you doing now?"

If this is the case, why must the Prime Minister's Mansion be put to death?

It's just that after Zhao Yin asked this sentence, he felt that he was a little confused. This dispute over the succession was originally a matter of life and death, and it would never end.

Zhao Mo thought for a while, and said: "My son's heart is very small, and I can only pretend to be one person. In fact, my son's heart is also very small, and I don't want others to bully her. Regardless of ability, I will definitely get these debts back."

He spoke so plainly and clearly, obviously very childish, but Zhao Yin was speechless.

So he just wanted to avenge that girl, and then hand over a piece of clear and bright country to his imperial brother?
"It's getting late, father and emperor relax, go to bed early, son and minister will leave."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Mo saluted, then turned and left.

Zhao Yin watched his back as he left in a hurry, and remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh.If he was like him back then...

Forget it, how can there be so many ifs?

"Hello."

"emperor."

"Purpose."

"..." He Lai was taken aback for a moment, and then responded, "Yes."

That night, Emperor Chengyuan hastily drafted three orders, but there was no news from the palace.

Later, when these three decrees were made public, the people who eat melons dropped their jaws in shock.

(End of this chapter)