Transmigrate to be Queen

The emperor Zheng ruoli looked at his third son Zheng Fusheng. He only saw his respect and couldn't see anything else. The emperor couldn't help muttering in his heart that although he didn't have much contact with him in the past, he has been bullied by several brothers since he came into his sight.

What does he mean by saying these words now? Emperor Zheng ruoli suddenly felt that he couldn't understand this son at all. If it was put on those sons, he should step on a few feet immediately and would never be merciful.

Forget it, since you can't understand it, just say hello. I think he doesn't dare to deceive himself,

"Fusheng, are you talking for your second brother? Isn't your second brother bullying you all the time? Why do you still want to help him?"

Zheng Fusheng looked firmly into his father's eyes without any hesitation or vacillation,

"Father emperor, my ministers didn't make up for anyone. My ministers just talked about things. Since there are doubts about things, we should make it clear. If it wasn't committed by brother Erhuang, it would be the same for others."

"Now that things have happened, we always have to verify them. Things have reasons and results. They won't fall from the sky in vain. My son and Minister think of what to say. If they are wrong, I hope my father and emperor can understand. After all, my son and minister are not very good at these."

"I just know that although we can't let a bad man go, we can't wrong a good man casually. I can't wrong him indiscriminately because he was the second emperor's brother. But if he did it, I naturally hope my father and emperor can deal with it according to the law, but I'm not in the mood to fall into a well."

Emperor Zheng ruoli's eyes were deeper,

"Tell me, what can these doubts explain? What should we start to investigate? I'd like to hear your suggestions."

Zheng Fusheng threw a fist,

"Father, please forgive my son's stupidity. It's not easy for my son to think of these. After all, my son has never participated in politics and has not evaluated any political affairs. Therefore, please forgive me. My son can't give me this suggestion."

Zheng Fusheng knows that if he says too much, he will inevitably arouse the suspicion of his father. He must think he wants to attract his attention, but now he retreats quickly, and his father's ideas will be different.

The father emperor would no longer think he was deliberate, because he only met his needs when he wanted to discuss with others and stood up to talk to him. At that time, he looked at the eyes of the brothers and the contempt was too obvious, so he had to stand up and make a difference in his impression.

When he needed someone to make up his mind, he wisely showed that he knew how many kilograms he could not do. He would not demand anything he could not do. That's all. If he withdrew so quickly, his father should no longer feel that he was playing tricks.

"Really have no suggestions for me?"

Zheng Fusheng shook his head firmly,

"Really not, father, dealing with political affairs is really too lacking."

The emperor Zheng ruoli did not ask him again this time,

"Well, since there's nothing to say, go back first. I'll deal with it properly."

Zheng Fusheng knelt down to his father and walked outside the Qianqing palace without hesitation.

The emperor watched the son go out. He seemed to pause and hesitate. The emperor frowned slightly. Was he wrong? He really had no other thoughts? Normally speaking, what he is playing now should be a trick of taking retreat as advance.

The emperor has seen a lot of such means and said nothing. In fact, he has a lot to say in his heart. He asked him to say it, but he gritted his teeth and said no. he is waiting for himself to discuss with him. I won't give him this opportunity to see how he responds.

However, why didn't he stop at all? Did he really want to participate in the handling of this matter? The Emperor didn't believe this son because he thought about how to bully him and didn't break up with him. The emperor was really so selfless and wanted to pick it up for his second imperial brother.

Zheng Fusheng, who had reached the gate of the main hall, suddenly stopped. The emperor Zheng ruoli's eyebrows loosened and said he wouldn't think wrong. If he couldn't guess his son's mind, the emperor's eyesight was too poor.

The emperor completely forgot that he was still angry just now. He didn't find his second son hiding the Dragon Robe and had a heart for himself. Now he found that he guessed the mind of his third son and felt that he would see ten percent of people. I have to say that the emperor is very arrogant many times.

Looking at the third son walking back from the gate of the hall, the emperor Zheng ruoli asked with a little ridicule,

"Why are you back? Have you come up with any suggestions for me?"

Zheng Fusheng, who had knelt down again, suddenly raised his head when he heard his father's words. He really didn't expect that his father would think so of him.